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(Don't you have Marvel superheroes? I know Iron Man is supposed to be Canadian...)
The woman glared at River, then glanced back to Gage. "I don't know how far you got along. Hate to ruin the story for you, but Hydra is better than that. They wouldn't be so blatantly 'bad' like whats his name was. She reached in her pocket and pulled out a box of cigarettes. Then her voice dropped a little lower, "Oh, by the way, I don't smoke around the kid. Bad habit, you know. She's doing good, though. Doctor checked her over last night, says she's... as good as can be expected." She produced a lighter and lit the orange and white stick. A puff of smoke curled into the air.
Gage wasn't sure what to think. Whether this woman was qualified or not, she had to be her mother, right? As he looked her over, he noticed the same upturned nose and hooded eyes. Dark hair, but it had the same kind of curl at the ends. But blonde haired blue eyeds. Weren't those Hitler's favorites? He shoved that thought back. Captain America had been that way, and he had been depicted punching Hitler's face in one of his most famous comics. No, that was impossible.
The woman pulled the cigarette out of her mouth and the smoke that billowed almost reminded him of a steam engine.. or a dragon. "But those comics, you gotta remember, they're just stories. What we're fighting is terrorism." Her gaze shifted to each of the group, holding them in her gaze for an uncomfortable second. "Or what I hope you'll choose to fight. It's not that simple, here in the real world. Right and wrong isn't clearly defined. Think twice before you take a life, of you'll live to regret it." Now she was staring directly at River. Something flashed in her eyes set Gage off balance. She face told of a night spent grieving, but that was not what he had seen. Anger? Or was it fear?
Then she shuffled her feet, kicking at a clump of grass in the sidewalk. The smoke trailed after her hand as she moved it away from her face, "I can't tell you much." She smirked, "mostly because I don't know that much. But just... reconsider."
Gage stared. He didn't blame her for smoking, now. It must be hard losing someone that close to you. As young as Noel was, they couldn't have known each other for very long. If the man had in fact, been her father. If only he had a picture.
But nothing was written on his face more than confusion. If she was warning them about someone, whoever whats-his-name was, shouldn't it be about the guy they had killed? He shuddered, the image still fresh on his mind. He wondered if it would ever go away.
(And the super chicken was taken from starbucks to Sammys chicken coop.)The super chicken bit Leona's mother's ear.
But then he used his super strength to escape, and then flew back toward them.
Tayn stared at the bantam rooster that the woman didn't seem to notice pecking at her face. She looked over at the rest of the group to see if she was imagining things or if it was actually there. Then a thought occurred to her. Maybe Gage smelled like a chicken and that's how the rooster had followed them. Was it jealous?The super chicken bit Leona's mother's ear.
(The Rooster is really small.)
super - I assumed big... i changed it. )