❝How does it feel?❞ I ask.
❝Excuse me?❞
❝How does it feel to wake up seventy years after the war?❞ I correct.
❝Lots have changed, of course. This.. technology, it's very handy. Its like entering a vortex of some kind of...❞
❝New world?❞ I finish h...
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We walk into a room with many people on computers and others doing their job. There is a lot of people in here which makes me question how important is this mission? I notice Nick coming towards Captain America. He hands Nick a 10 dollar bill and walks off, were they in some kind of bet? Nick takes the money and comes to me.
"How's it going so far?" He asks me with a smile. I never really see him smile so this must humor him. My answer would humor him which I find weird.
"For one, it's not what I was expecting." I cross my arms and continue to look around.
"And two?" I look into his eye after he asked.
"It's pretty cool." I say with a small shrug. I give him a small smile and a quick nod before I part away from my position. I feel uncomfortable talking to Nick. He's just someone who hasn't reached my comfort level.
I continue to walk around, but do stay near the group I was with, as in the red head, Bruce Banner and Captain America. It seems that everyone is searching for something. Probably the blue cube known as the 'Tesseract'.
"Where are you with that?" I hear Bruce ask Nick. They're probably talking about it right now. Nick points at Phil Coulson so he could continue Bruce's question.
"We're sweeping every wirelessly accessible camera on the planet... cellphones, laptops. If it's connected to a satellite, it's eyes and ears for us." Coulson explains. To be seeing Coulson makes me feel better. Though he is a walking embarrassment near Captain America, he seems nice and cheery.
"That's still not gonna find them in time." The red headed woman says. At this point, I feel like she is part of this super group. She seems to pop up everywhere we go and she doesn't seem to be wearing a uniform like the rest who work here. She must be Black Widow... in the flesh. I should have known, she's a spy. She knew my name which should have set an alarm clock, but I guess I was too slow to get that.
I look at the screen in the computer next to her to see a picture of a man that I've seen before. Clint Barton, his face was plastered in a paper from the manila folder. He's Hawkeye and apparently, he's turned on Nick. What a loss of someone with a good aspect.
"But if it's a satellite, wouldn't it catch anything and everything? He could be China for all we know." I speak up. I should have not since all their eyes are on me now. I bite down my tongue from preventing it to ever talk again. But my question still remains in this solid room.
"That would take more time, you have to narrow your search." Bruce answers. I feel relieved that someone answered me. Especially it being Bruce Banner. I would like to formally introduce myself to him. I've hear a lot of things about him, good and bad.
"How many spectrometers do you have access to?" Bruce asks as he's taking off his jacket.
"How many are there?" Nick asks not knowing what a 'spectrometer' even is, I don't even know what it is.
