❝You're Tony Stark, y'know? Girls tripped over themselves to be with you before you became Iron Man. Now, I don't know if you noticed, but I'm not exactly popular, or hot. Girls never looked my way unless it was to copy geometry homework off me. She...
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In the next few moments, chaos erupted.
"Oh, great. Alright, there's two on the parking deck. One of them's Maximoff, I'm gonna grab her." Tony stated over the ear piece, flying up. "Rhodey, you want to take Cap?"
Natasha cast a glance at Nora who nodded quickly. If she was going to "handle" Wanda, then now was the time to start. "Hey, Stark, can I hitch a ride?" she asked, hopefully as confidently as she could. Tony didn't answer, just held out an arm for her to jump up and grab. So, she ran for it, hopping onto the car Spider-Man once stood on to latch onto the Avenger's arm. He dropped a bit with her weight, but managed to propel himself upward, flying towards Wanda's location.
"God, you're like a monkey." he commented in her ear piece, making her chuckle.
"I get that a lot."
"Got two in the terminal, Wilson and Barnes." Rhodes informed.
Black Panther piped in. "Barnes is mine!"
Nora frowned a bit at Black Panther's need for vengeance against this Barnes character as the wind whipped at her face. She didn't dare look back, just in case she lost her grip trying to turn. All she focused on was in front of her, and spotting Wanda Maximoff. As her eyes darted around to look for her, Spider-Man's voice came over the comm. "Hey, Mr. Stark, what should I do?"
"What we discussed. Keep your distance. Web 'em up."
Under her mask, Nora frowned deeper. So, his inclusion in this was planned, by hers wasn't, considering their reactions to her showing up. In the corner of her eye, he zipped through the air, landing on the window, following the two figures who were running through the terminal. She couldn't see what he did next though, as Iron Man zoomed through the air, her iron gauntlet holding onto her hand so she didn't loose her grip. Even with the force of the wind, Nora was able to see around her pretty clearly, the mask around her eyes shielding her from the wind. She wondered if this was how Spider-Man's old lenses worked, before he got his cool new upgrade.
Tony took a look down at her. "I can see them, hold tight."
"What do you think I've been doing?" she yelled back but he didn't reply, instead something popped out of his shoulders, a weapon of sorts, aiming near Wanda and who Nora now could distinguish as Clint Barton, or Hawkeye. He was supposed to be retired. Captain Rogers must really be persuasive. The missile's from his suit fired around them, making them stagger to a stop. "Be careful!" Nora cried, terror flooding her system as rubble and debris fell around the two. They were supposed to be his friends, Stark said it himself that he wanted this to be as low-key as possible. This didn't seem low-key at all.
Again, he ignored her, dropping her down rather rudely in front of Clint and Wanda. She expected her feet to sting from the weight of the fall, but it seemed her boots absorbed most of the fall. She landed with one knee bent, her fist connecting with the concrete. Her head whipped up to see Wanda staring at her, eyes flashing red. As Nora collected herself, she felt Wanda's stare pierce into her, whispers of an unknown language began to fill her ears. She winced, Natasha had told her about Wanda's abilities to read minds and control them, but she hadn't told her how it would make her feel. It was like being poked and prodded, and it made her skin scrawl. She scrunched her face up, trying to push her out. She imagined putting up walls, in an attempt to shut her out. It must've worked, because Wanda blinked, eyes returning to normal, albeit shocked.
