Being raised with the princes of Asgard was perfect in every way.
Or at least it would have been if she hadn't be born the bastard of an Asgardian and an elf.
At least she's not alone.
She has her friend Loki.
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ANGRBODA
"Get up man."
Angr groans, pushing up from the floor to glare at the chuckling man. "T'was not funny." The man- her current training partner, Triplet- chuckled again with a shake of the head. "Yes it was." Angrboda huffs pushing herself up with a groan.
"Ugh." Angr shrugged off the offered hand as she stretches her arms over her head. "Yes well, how about I shove you off under that thing over there and leave for a few moments and see how funny you find it." She waves her arm towards the human contraption with poorly-hidden distaste.
Triplet chuckles, glancing over at the vending machine she was complaining about. How she mananged to get stuck underneath it? He had no idea.
Angrboda sighs, turning to the matt in front of her where several agents sparred. With a grunt she pulls up her sleeves before turning back to Triplet. "So, are we going to spar or not?" THe man across from her smirks, pulling his own sleeves up.
Just as they begin to circle each other looking for an in, a call from the far end of the room gains tehir attention.
"Angrboda!"
The sorceress turns to the door, grinning at the taller man. "Ah! My friend, what can I do for you?" Shes asks when she reaches the agent standing there.
The agent- Barton, smirking at the woman; raising his hand to gesture behind him. "Come on, we got an assignment." Angrboda sighs in relief, turning to wave at Triplet in farewell before following after Barton.
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"Agent Barton, Angrboda Report." Angrboda pushes off the wall, turning and sliding down the ropes until she was on the floor; followed by Barton as they make their way towards Fury.
"I gave you this mission so you could keep a close eye on things." Fury ignores Angrboda in favor of the agent behind her. "Well I see better from a distance." Barton shrugs, Angr continuing ahead to the familiar doctor Selvig.
She pauses next to a screen that glitched, the reading on the screen jumping making her frown. During the months she had been stuck on earth had given her knowledge of human resorces- but she still didnt understand much.
A doctor further down, at another screen called behind them to Selvig. "Doctor, It's spiking again."
Said doctor rushes over and begins typing furiously. Angrboda furrows her brows, moving over to watch the screen from behind him.
"Not yet." She hears him whisper.
The monitor flashes, making Angrboda flinch slightly in surprise.
