The fine line between good and bad is always blurred.
Living the life of a fugitive for over a decade, Adeline is approached about a job prospect. The mission is simple; recover the Tesseract.
Little did she know at the time, but that one decision...
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"You're too pretty for prison. Maybe petty theft. Not hardcore murder, you know?"
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"I could absolutely do some hard time."
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"No, Addie has a point. You're too pure for prison life."
Not long later we've moved into the communal lounge to discuss the Accords. I say discuss but really its just a whole lot of arguing- primarily coming from Rhodey and Sam. "Secretary Ross has a Congressional Medal of Honour", Rhodey stares expectantly at Sam "Which is one more then you have."
"So let's say we agree to this thing", Sam hypothetically suggests, completely ignoring Rhodey beside him "How long is it going to be before they LoJack us like a bunch of common criminals."
Raising my hand, I state blatantly "I'd rather not get thrown back into prison. Thanks." At my interjection, Sam juts his hands outwards to me as if I've proved his entire argument. Yet, I'm not one to whole heartedly agree with Sam so I'm also quick to throw out there "And just look at Sam. Aint no way he's surviving prison."
"The hell not?"
"You're too pretty for prison," I pick at the hem of my shirt "Maybe petty theft. Not hardcore murder, you know?"
