I died, got isekai-d, and found out that soulmates are a thing.. In a world where trying to find one of them might end up in getting the attention of a murderous cult of nazis. All while black and weird no less..
Loki x Steve x Bucky x Oc x Pietro
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Pov - Ayana
Only minutes after that embarrassing shite I started thinking about all the things I knew about this world, its heroes, and the people that would benefit from my knowledge of the future. I almost raised my planted face off the sheets but Hydra popped each of its heads into every outlined rescue mission. Mother fuckers! I didn't think that Hydra being everywhere was a far-fetched idea.
I had, however, a while to figure out what I needed to do while on vacation. Step one in most scenarios would be to gather info, there's the equivalent of that in concept art but it does not have to come first.
☑️ Read and understand the brief. ⬜ Write and sketch intuitive ideas. ⬜ Research and info gathering. ⬜ Reference gathering, note taking. ⬜ Writing and sketching again based on findings.
There were more steps of course, but those mostly changed to fit the project and clients, I knew I'd have to figure them out later.
My brief was; Save as many people as possible from shite without getting to the top of hydra's priority list. I had to assume that I already was on the list.
My initial Idea was to literally write everything I knew and draw anything that needed the visual aid to then hand over to Fury.
I did not know how to set up some kind of meeting without anyone getting suspicious, so I'd have to wait for the right time.
A double coded sketchbook was a good idea, I decided to go with that and leaned over to the bedside table. I reached into the drawer and pulled out the second notebook. Oh! Shit, it was the same lined notebook as the one I used and left in the living room last light.
I could live with the spiral that got in my hand's way, or the thick black lines but not the big ass centered logo.
There's printer paper in the living room under the computer desk. I'd only have to show my face for a few seconds and dash...
Maybe having a big logo on every page isn't so bad.. It's going back to shield anyway.........
hold up! How was I going to save the people that save people if I couldn't even face someone who explained why they thought I deserved a compliment?!
Okay, so I'll walk into the living room, see him, and say what??
I began planning what I was going to say, deciding on just waving my hand, and then guessing what he'd reply and scripting different responses based on those. All while still laying on the bed, staring at that annoying ass logo that just-
"Ayana?"
I mentally froze at Steve's voice, I had not heard him come in and with my front still attached to the bed I also couldn't see him.
