This story is about a powerful women with a dark past named Esmeralda Rosalie Devereux. But to her colleuges, she is known as Nightshade.
Esmeralda is a highly skilled spy/ assassin working for an American organization called S.H.I.E.L.D., her miss...
It's been 7 months since this mission started. I know, that's a long time, but that's because Fury thought that it would seem strange if I, a foreigner, just suddenly came to the country, with no other purpose other than just being here. So I have to stay here for a while, and it was going pretty well. I've managed to make a nice living for myself here in Westalis. I'm currently working at City Hall as a server.
As for the mission, I've been making great progress, as I've been able to keep tabs on current threats. But apart from that, I still haven't been able to find a husband. None of the men I've met wanted that kind of commitment. And I've met many.
I sighed as I got dressed for work. I do not want to go to that wretched job.
The women I work with are so shallow as hell and get on my nerves. Well, I mean there's one girl who's not too bad. Yor, she's nice. I could consider her her a friend. Though sometimes she gives me weird vibes, might have to check her background before I actually make friends with her.
I finished getting dressed, grabbing my hair products before going into the bathroom and getting to work.
•~small time skip~•
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(Her hair^^)
When I was done with that, I washed my hands, sprayed some perfume, and grabbed a coat before heading out the door.
•~time skip~•
(~3rd POV~)
It was the middle of the day, and Esmeralda was currently making coffee with Yor beside her, who was setting up small dishes. As they were doing that, the other women in the small room began to gossip,
"Did you hear? There was some office break in. Apparently someone came in and snatched all the ladies info. Scary, right? What kind of creep does that?" The blond woman, Camila said, smiling as if it was some joke. Millie, a woman with short, red-brown hair spoke, "I always thought the section chief was way creepy. And he's always oogleing me, I can't stand it." Millie said with disgust. "You ever consider wearing longer skirts?" Spoke yet another co-worker, Sharron, who had long black hair and was smoking a cigarette. Millie shook her head, "Nah, I don't think my boyfriend would like that very much. But you're pretty fit, Sharron. You should show it off a little more."
"Eh, I stopped caring when I had a kid." Sharron replied with a shrug. Camila then turned to the two assassins, "What about you two? You been awfully quiet, Yor, Esmeralda. Does it creep you out?"
Esmeralda briefly looked up from making the coffee before looking back down, "Girl, I wasn't even listening for real." She said, not very interested in the conversation. Camila faulterd a little, "Oh, well, what about you, Yor?"
Yor looks up, letting out a quiet "Hm?" as, she also wasn't paying attention. Millie then suddenly looked at Esmeralda, noticing whos coffee she was making, "Oh! Is that the Section Chiefs coffee? Put snot in it!" She said with a giggly tone, making Esmeralda give her a weird look.
