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The later afternoon dawned cool and crisp, with mist on the air and frost on the grass. The sky was overcast, but the sun was expected to make an appearance by dinner. In a large corner bedroom on the fifth floor, a body laid in a in very deep and almost meditative sleep, the female was positioned so that her back was turned away from the massive window that was allowing the light to peep and steep into the bedroom. The female in question, was not happy when they were forcibly dragged back to reality by a loud knocking on the door. She, in fact, let out a low, and very deep growl before tugging her bedcovers closer, and jerking the blankets up over her head. But the knocking kept persisting. After a bit, the female magician flung the blankets back and sat up with a furious grunt, stalking over to the door and FLINGING it violently open.
"WHAT?!" She asked, clearly agitated and overly annoyed. Natasha Romanoff stood there looking unimpressed by the female magician's agitation and her overall attitude.
"That's nice..." She drawled, then looked the female in the eyes as if trying to decipher what personality she was dealing with.
" The team training right now, your, temporarily, counted as part of this team now. So you train when we train." Stated Natasha flatly.
"... WHAT? LIKE HELL, I AM NOT! I ONLY WORK FOR ONE PERSON SWEETIE, AND YOUR NOT HER." She snarled, and moved to slam the door in the redheaded assassin face. But she caught it with a hand and looked at her deep in the eyes.
" Get dressed and meet us down in the training hall. You and all your ever so clearly lovely personalities, have eight minutes." Natasha said more firmly and bossy. She then let the door go which allowed it too finally close. The female magician sighed annoyed. She moved towards the bed before falling backwards on it.
" Well there goes my plans of getting drunk and staying in bed watching Netflix all day."
" You been drinking and sleeping all day since taking control. " Said Alice dryly.
" Yeah, and it's best damn sleep we all gotten in a very long while. And plus, we got long and nice group meeting on how Quinn a little pussy, who can't take control worth shit."
" Rude! " Said Quinn
" But accurate. And let us not forget we're still in rather unknown location, with seemingly strangers, and now they want us to practice with them when we're still very much injured. I so, dunno about you guys, but that seems a bit odd."
" Their superheroes. They literally saved the earth and everyone on it, multiple times. I think we're fine." Deadpanned Penny annoyedly.
" He has a point." Stated Kady. " And they will probably just have us do simple things or do those things we head to do in physical therapy that one time we broke our leg."
Margo rolled her eyes as she sat up on their bed. " Well, Sorry that I'm just trying to do my job of protecting." She stated rather flatly before getting off their bed. She made her way towards the plain dresser. She opened the top drawer to see only plain and basic colored clothing. She grimaced. " That is fucking rude." She states as she held up a rather unflattering workout shirt. She tossed it back in the drawer with utter disgust. She sighed. " Looks like we're doing this the old fashion way." She muttered as she closed the dresser. Margo grabbed the fabric of her shirt before pulling it forward and muttering out a spell. Her shirt suddenly turned from a white shirt into a dark crimson workout shirt, she then did same for her pants.
