"im the violence in the pouring
rain, im a hurricane"
ON HOLD (also major editing)
pietro maximoff x oc
age of ultron-civil war-tbd
started: 2/10/2021
finished: tbd
highest ranking: #11 Pietro Maximoff
ON HOLD
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"YOU ARE VERY ANGRY, ARE YOU N O T ?
NO SHIT IM A N G R Y !"
MANY DAYS IN The facility went as her first, training taking up most of her time. Sure she wasn't too terribly rusty but her body had become accustomed to sleeping so she needed to get back into the habit of being active.
She trained with Natasha mostly and Wanda occasionally so they could practice with powers but she still found herself drawn to hand to hand combat most. Before long she was ready to go on missions again, much to Steve's dismay. "Do you not trust me?" She was currently arguing with the man to let her go on a mission again.
"Of course I trust you Hadley, but you're not ready! You just got out of the hospital!" It was always the same excuse with him, she knew he was just looking out for her but it frustrated her. "I got out nearly a month ago Steve, don't give me that crap." She scoffs letting her anger nearly get the best of her.
He sighs out in m frustration, "I'm just worried about ya kid. Just give it time, please." He pleads offering her a simple pat on the shoulder before leaving her to her thoughts.
She lets out a grunt as she stands from her seat knocking it back in anger. She wasn't sure why she had been so irritated lately but every little thing that didn't go her way filled her with rage. She often found herself in the boxing room in front of a punching bag releasing the lent up anger.
And that's exactly where she decided to go. She perched her headphones into her ears as she let it all out on the bag, punch after lunch being delivered. Stupid Steve, stupid Pietro, stupid accident, stupid me. It all came out at once, all the anger pent up over the week leaving her body. With a scream erupting from her throat she delivered the final blow to the bag causing it to break off the chain and fly across the room.
She steps back from her spot in shock, she'd never hit the bag that hard. She pulls the headphone out of her ear as she inspects the chain to see if it was faulty but it wasn't. "Problem, devochka?" She jumps in fear as the voice sneaks up on her, turning to find Pietro leaning against the door frame.
She had done her best to avoid the annoying boy all week and had been doing well, until this very moment. "Not the time, dumbass." She grunts out going to step up to another bag, she wasn't done yet. "What are you going to do, break another bag?" He chokes out the question, sounding much more serious this time.
"None of your business." Her voice is quiet as she focuses on her hits, moving quickly as if she were training. But he doesn't leave, he instead studies her in silence.
