Rose spent two months in the Amazon with Druig, learning about her new powers that are known.
Now back in the states it's been one month, and she's recruited to a team. Meeting old friends, one who was thought to be dead and new friends, Rose trave...
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The city's white building's standout against the tan mountain sides. Car's line the street in front of Quinn's estate, people enter into the gates. A taxi pulls up among the fancy cars, Skye stepping out looking fancy with a pink dress and her hair curled. The young hacker walks into the party, looking around in amazement.
As the taxi drives away, a white honda car pulls up. Rose steps out, passing the keys to a valet. "Not a scratch please."
"Of course ma'am," the boy nods, not noticing Rose slightly cringe. Rose walks away, her lilac dress billowing behind her slightly. Her hair is pulled back in a braided bun, with a subtle look of makeup.
Rose walks through the crowd of people, nodding to some of the people who greet her. A waiter comes forward, a tray of glasses in hand as Rose takes one. She sips on the champagne, watching her surroundings. Someone comes up from behind tapping her shoulder, and it takes all of her reflexes not to turn into ice. Turning around, she smiles. "You must be Ian Quinn," Rose states, nodding to the man.
"That I am, Miss Moore," Quinn gives the woman a nice smile. "I was surprised when Tony suggested extending an invite to you. Said he couldn't make it, but that you'd enjoy coming."
"Did he now?" Rose questions, giving a fake grin in surprise.
Quinn nods, now looking confused. "You had no idea about the possibility of coming, did you?"
"I did not, no," Rose informs the man. "But you have given me a reason to scold my nephew when I see him next. And you have answered the burning question of why I was invited."
Quinn nods, "well, I'm happy you could make it otherwise. And welcome back from the defrosting."
"Thank you," Rose smiles at the man.
"I would love to have a project where we collaborate, work together," Quinn states, "especially with your powers."
ON THE BUS
May and Fitz-Simmons stand in the conference room, all tense at what they just heard. The two scientists look over at May, worried about Rose's reaction. "Coulson, Ward," May states, "be aware. Quinn knows of Ravena's powers. The extent is unknown."
ON THE BEACH
"Thanks May," Coulson replies. He and Grant coast along the waves, sitting in a small boat.
"You think she's going to kill him?" Grant asks.
"Depends on what else he brings up," Coulson informs, looking worried. But not for the heroine. For the man she's talking with.
BACK AT THE PARTY
"Let's make one thing clear," Rose states calmly. Quinn listens intently, watching her icy blue eyes glow a bit brighter. "I'm still a heroine, and I would never help you with a project. I may be upset with my nephew, but that doesn't mean I'm switching sides." Rose steps closer, slightly towering over the man with her heels. "If you wish me to be your enemy, then wish granted. I'm sure you're aware of all the things I've done in the 40's."
