The secretary looked over to Alicia, "Tell me, Miss Roca, do you know where Thor and Banner are?" The youngest Avenger looked at him with such a ferocious glare that could be rival to the Black Widow's. "If I misplaced a couple of megaton nukes, you can bet there'll be consequences."
"So my friends are just weapons to you?" Alicia asked looking at the older man in the eyes.
The fierce determination in her eyes let the secretary know he messed up. "Well know listen here," he tried to recover.
"Because it really sounded like you just called me friends a 'couple of megaton nukes'." The light in her eyes grew as they shifted to red. "Thor and Bruce are taking a much needed sabbatical, they are people who get tired and who have needs." The secretary tried to move on but the 29 year old was to upset to let him. "You know Thor has a painting of him and Loki that his mother gave him because even though his brother is a backstabbing asshole, they are still family.
"And Bruce is the one who found out about my depression and comforted me. He has Hello Kitty bandaids that he gives me every time he sees my cuts because he thinks it'll cheer me up." Alicia smiled fondly as if imaging him doing is right now. "The Hulk isn't a mindless beast either. He has feelings and he can think for himself, I can feel it. Literally. Hulk is just all of Bruce's feelings in a physical form, which is very overwhelming. It's why people mistake him for a mindless beast when he is actually an intelligent being who is constantly having a sensory overload.
"So tell me Secretary", her voice was sarcastic and full of malice, "Did you just refer to my friends as weapons?" The room was quiet as she stared him down.
The official swallowed loudly and adjusted his collar. Before saying, "So the accords-"
The girl slammed her hand on the table. "Answer me! Did. You. Call. My. Friends. Weapons?" Steve placed his hand on Alicia's shoulder to try and calm her down, for her eyes were blazing a bright fiery red instead of their usual brown color. She took a few breaths and moved her hand to show a burn mark on the table where she had hit it. The Secretary gave her a look which seemed to scream the one word she hated more than weapon, Monster.
