[ new york's increasing criminal, vigilante, and enhanced individuals related problems become the least of the world's problems after a city literally nearly collapses halfway around the world. as a lifelong resident, claire is fairly sure they dropped off the world's radar after the 2012 alien attacks, so regardless of whether or not she thinks them involving more people in whatever they're fighting for is a good idea, she's also pretty sure they're not going to. she doubts that the ones she knows would accept the offer or join up voluntarily, anyway. these are things she'll think about lately while in transit, usually to her favorite coffee place or to work ( or, lately, to job interviews ). they aren't things that used to cross her mind. the avengers and how they assemble never used to be something she wondered about, but since encountering people like matt, luke, and jessica, it's been on her mind more often than she's comfortable with.
she's about to unlock the door to her place one night when she spots movement out of the corner of her eye, too far in the distance for her to get a good look but close enough for her spot a flash of silver. it's unusual enough for her to step away from her door and over to the ledge, where she sees a man struggling to get to his feet, using the corner where the brick wall and side of the dumpster meet for support. she keeps up with the news, especially lately. she knows what happened in vienna, but she'd also heard he'd been captured. there'd also been some reports of a fight in a deserted airport in germany involving more of the avengers, but details had been so sparse on that that she's suspicious of something bigger going on. and even if she weren't, someone being in pain has never been something she's been able to ignore.
so in a few moments she's in front of him, about ten feet back in case this is a ruse to trick someone into helping him. this isn't like matt, it isn't like jessica. this isn't someone ordinary who decided they were going to help people one day, it's someone who'd been a trained sniper well before hydra had gotten their hands on him. ]
Are you injured?
[ her tone is bold, confident. much calmer than she feels. ]
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she's about to unlock the door to her place one night when she spots movement out of the corner of her eye, too far in the distance for her to get a good look but close enough for her spot a flash of silver. it's unusual enough for her to step away from her door and over to the ledge, where she sees a man struggling to get to his feet, using the corner where the brick wall and side of the dumpster meet for support. she keeps up with the news, especially lately. she knows what happened in vienna, but she'd also heard he'd been captured. there'd also been some reports of a fight in a deserted airport in germany involving more of the avengers, but details had been so sparse on that that she's suspicious of something bigger going on. and even if she weren't, someone being in pain has never been something she's been able to ignore.
so in a few moments she's in front of him, about ten feet back in case this is a ruse to trick someone into helping him. this isn't like matt, it isn't like jessica. this isn't someone ordinary who decided they were going to help people one day, it's someone who'd been a trained sniper well before hydra had gotten their hands on him. ]
Are you injured?
[ her tone is bold, confident. much calmer than she feels. ]