It's just the name.
Astryd Chase Carter, a descendant of the legendary Carter family, was a SHIELD agent who eventually became an Avenger. Growing up surrounded by Carter's legacy, Astryd learned that one's mistakes didn't define one as a person. A...
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"Well, you received my message?" I sing sang, taking a glance at Nat as she entered the gym. "I'm gonna head out later with Kara. You wanna join?" I asked.
Nat just stood at the door, leaning at the door frame. "You look different since I left you in your room. Are you my little dinosaur?" She teased setting aside my offer.
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"Shut it up, Nat. Don't try to scold me when I bully someone. I just learned everything from my seniors especially from you on how to mock and tease a person." I said while punching the punching bag lazily.
"No... I wanted to tell you, you look different. From darkness to lightness. Gandalf the grey to white." Nat joked.
"Ha.ha... Very funny even if I am this pretty at all." I huffed.
"Not all have the chance to be pretty like that." Nat raised her eyebrow. "Of course, I am very proud that I raised a dinosaur like you. My number 1 baby raptor." She said in a boastful way.
"Always been," I took a deep breath and jabbed even harder, and then kicked the bag. "So, how was your training there?" I queried and stopped doing jabs and took a break, sitting down on the bench next to the door. I feel lazy already.
"Not bad at all. Everyone is improving especially your Wanda." Nat replied and sat down beside me.
"That's great. She's easy to educate about her abilities. Not bad for an Enhance." I said, sipping on my water flask.
"What a shame you can't join us on our first mission." Nat spilt, staring at me.
"I'll be joining soon. You'll probably see me how I will decapitate someone." I raised my eyebrow, staring at her.
Natasha clicks her tongue and shoves some hair away from my face carefully. "Sorry, but you are not capable of doing such brutal things like that. You can't even stab a cake. You're still a baby, Ash. Just don't." She said with a dreary tone. I know she is playing around. We are, always conversing like this. Our conversations are talking stupid shit about what happened in our recent mission before. As for me, it's often the funnier one. There are so many epic bloopers I did before initiating an action. Unlike them, they're the serious ones. Who was getting more successful a hundred percent? They of course.
