FRAGMENTS ➸ yelena belova (platonic)

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★彡[ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴀɴ ɪᴅɪᴏᴛ ]彡★

Lia panted slightly as she glanced around the dozens of motionless agents scattered across the ground, navigating her way through them towards the hallway. 

She reached her hand up to her comn. "Yelena? Do you hear me?"

The blonde's voice came through a few moments later. "Yeah. I'm at the ground floor. Where are you?"

"I'm on-" Lia got cut off when a blur of dark blue charged straight at her, punching the air out of her lungs and sending her flying back.

She groaned painfully, gasping for breath. Her vision grew blurry and her ears rung as she tried to push herself up to her feet, a dull ache coursing through her body, knowing she'd bruised a few ribs.

Her hand reached up to her ear, plucking the broken comn piece out. Taskmaster made his way towards her, claws retracting from his gloves as he tried to swipe at her. Lia barely had time to roll out of the way, his hand punching the ground where she just was seconds ago.