"Does anything about this feel cold to you?"
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"Mina, you have to be able to with hold Pierce. You'll be Natasha's escort as she stages as Councilwoman Hawley." Steve stated as we began toward the Trisklelion once more.
"Here that Red, I'm with you." Min nudged her side, Natasha rolling her eyes as she began to put on a facial transponder and blonde wig.
The car was speeding down the streets, heading straight for the Trisklelion. Steve was communicating over Comm's with the two. "I'm personally saying, I would've liked to have been informed of this before we were ten minutes away."
"You're a spy and double agent, I think you can pick up the part." Sam shot back, gravely.
"Alright, you have a point." She sighed before shutting her mouth and slipping on the blazer of the pantsuit she was wearing. "Ready I guess." She sighed, glancing out the window.
"The base, madam Hawley." The driver announced, opening the door for Natasha, who now held the appearance of an elder woman about sixty or late fifty.
"Thank you." She smiled bitterly before walking forward. "Come, Yabaotti."
"Yes madam," Mina responded in Zulu, catching Natasha off guard. Min shrugged, causing Natasha to smirk at Her knowledge of language's. "Multi-lingo." Mina added in Natasha's ear.
A shudder running over her at the close contact and Mina's hot breathe on her exposed neck. "Councilmen, and woman." Pierce greeted excitedly. "How was the flight?"
"Lovely. The ride from the airport less so." 'Councilwoman Hawley' responded.
"Well, S.H.I.E.L.D. can't keep everything in check." Pierce smirked, keeping to trying to be humorous but coming out dry.
"Including Captain America." Councilman Rockwell, an aging American, spoke up watching Pierce Accusingly.
"This facility is bio-metrically controlled, these will give you all unrestricted access." Pierce stated, passing out small rectangular styled name tags. "I'm sorry Hawley, I don't have one for your escort we'll have to be set to that if we see you soon."
"I hope so as well." She nodded, a bitter smile returning.
"What's your name dear?" Pierce asked.
"I'm sorry, Director Pierce. She doesn't speak a word of English. Picked her up in Mozambique on a World Peace Venue." Hawley stated. "She, as far as we know, is called Yabaotti."
"Well, it's a nice name, mouthful definitely." Pierce smirked. "Maybe I should get one too, so I can ramble to them."
The whole elevator ride consisted of small talk that Mina listened to as she glanced around with her eyes, finding the easiest way to escape and the underlays of the building by scanning her eyes. The sound of Steve and Sam moving and conversing echoed in her ears through the comm that she kept hidden with her jungle of a head of hair.
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Action"Information isn't worth anything unless you trust the source it came from." {Mature Content}
