Welcome to the Jungle...
Who: Sharon Carter and the other freedom fighters.
Where: THE WOODS. The big bad scary woods!
When: Day 31
What: Escape attempt numero uno.
Sharon stands facing the forest, standing perfectly still and breathing calmly. One hand rests on her hip with her gun, the other is held in front of her face so she can see the comm. What no one on the comm can see is that she's also holding her knife. You can never be too careful when planning to take on unknown legions of men that had managed to capture the Hulk. And Natasha. And Tony Stark. And her aunt.
And a bunch of kids. And Barton. And a Steve.
Really, it's hard to tell where these people screwed up first. Messing with Sharon? Messing with the people around her? It doesn't matter. Either way, she's tired of sitting around and trying to learn information about them. They may know now as much as they ever will. And that means that they have to fight. As much as Sharon doubts they'll succeed, she also knows that they have to try. They can't just sit around like lemmings waiting for the food to run out.
She studies the gaps between the trees, then the trees themselves. The captives don't control the environment here. Dangers could be hidden anywhere here.
She may have waited too long to try this. People might be too weak from hunger, not at their best.
But they have to try.
No matter what happens, that's what it boils down to. They have to try.
Where: THE WOODS. The big bad scary woods!
When: Day 31
What: Escape attempt numero uno.
Sharon stands facing the forest, standing perfectly still and breathing calmly. One hand rests on her hip with her gun, the other is held in front of her face so she can see the comm. What no one on the comm can see is that she's also holding her knife. You can never be too careful when planning to take on unknown legions of men that had managed to capture the Hulk. And Natasha. And Tony Stark. And her aunt.
And a bunch of kids. And Barton. And a Steve.
Really, it's hard to tell where these people screwed up first. Messing with Sharon? Messing with the people around her? It doesn't matter. Either way, she's tired of sitting around and trying to learn information about them. They may know now as much as they ever will. And that means that they have to fight. As much as Sharon doubts they'll succeed, she also knows that they have to try. They can't just sit around like lemmings waiting for the food to run out.
She studies the gaps between the trees, then the trees themselves. The captives don't control the environment here. Dangers could be hidden anywhere here.
She may have waited too long to try this. People might be too weak from hunger, not at their best.
But they have to try.
No matter what happens, that's what it boils down to. They have to try.
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"Yeah, jeez. We owe you." Smiling, he looks over at Kenzi. "And you're a badass. You're okay?" He glances at her arm, and... wait, he gets an idea -- but he doesn't say anything just yet, just looks back up at her.
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She hugs her legs to her chest and rests her chin on her knees. "I wasn't a badass. I was a total chicken until that thing tried to eat you guys and if Anna hadn't poofed into existence, we'd all be cat food."
But then she glares at Jesse, "I don't care if I've only known you a few days! Never pull that shit on me ever AGAIN! If you make me cry and I ruin my makeup and use up what little eyeliner I have left before it's time, I will break your face!"
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She's tired still though, too tired to go back right now, and Gabriel's still there. She can ask him to keep them safe, at least until she's back on her feet and able to be useful again. So when she falls silent, that's exactly what she's doing, asking him for a status report.
"I swear, you guys don't owe me a thing. It's a no-brainer, you know? Leaving you wasn't an option."
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"You coulda left us, but you didn't. Means something," Jesse says, shrugging. He glances out the window. "I think we was furthest out, so if anybody gets past where we did, s'gonna be like hell."