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| Osleya's Point of View |
"Wanna check your coat?"
"No thank you." Me and Yelena reply as we walk into the party. Some champange sounds great right about now... always a great way to prepare to kill someone.
For the first few minutes, me and Lena just party a little bit. I get my drink, Lena gets some food. At least we won't be grumpy when we kill him.
But as soon as the windows start shattering and bullets flying through the room, me and Yelena make a calm exit towards the elevators we saw Clint going to not to long before us. I hit the call button as we wait for the elevator to come, the other elevator slowly going down to let us know where Clint went.
"So, I know you two are chummy with my mom, but I gotta say, I didn't think you'd make the cut for the Chirstmas party." Kate Bishop says, standing next to me and Yelena.
"Kate Bishop!" I attempt to exlaim like I didn't hear her footsteps from a mile away. "We're not planning on ruining anything, calm down cutie."
"We're just going to kill Barton, have some appetizers, and then we'll go." Yelena explains to her. Kate Bishop doesn't seem to find Yelena's joke amusing.
"Well, I hope you enjoyed the bruschetta, 'cause it looks like you already lost them."
"...He's in the elevator." Me and Yelena both tell her.
"Yeah, what, out of 65 floors, you think you're just going to magically guess which ones?" Kate Bishop asks us, the elevator dinging as soon as she finished. Me and Yelena both look at the number the elevator is showing.
"Twelfth floor." Me and Yelena say again.
"Damnit."
"Enjoy the party." Yelena tells her, before we both go to get on the elevator. But Kate Bishop follows, practically shoving me out of the way.
"No, no, Kate, stay." Yelena warns, both of us pushing Kate Bishop backwards. Yelena hits the twelfth floor button as the door starts to close in front of us. But before the door closed, Kate Bishop just had to get into the elevator. Kate Bishop looks over at the buttons and goes to press one... or all.
"No." I slap her arm away.
"No." Yelena says, slapping Kate Bishop's arm away again. The next time when Kate Bishop tries, I put my hands on the back of her neck and spun her around. When Kate Bishop tries it again, Yelena takes care of her this time, pulling her away from the buttons and pushing her to the ground, spinning her around there. Kate tries to get up and press the buttons again, but I slap her arm away again... and she slaps me.
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