1st Hex ❈ Wanda Maximoff ❈ Video
--a town of some sort, but I can't quite tell where I've ended-oh.
[The feed starts with the facilyberry mid fall, but it somehow stops before touching the floor. The camera points to an empty, dusty street, but it quickly turns around to show Wanda, dressed in a white corsé, long green skirt and dark green cloak on her shoulders, arms crossed and a contemplative look; she's opting from hiding the Scarlet Witch costume fir now, e enthough she thinks it's futile to try.]
I have already scanned the area, and I can tell my captors are sensible enough not to show themselves. I also have the suspicion this isn't just about me, considering some of the presences I detect are...strange. I wouldn't be surprised if this wasn't my home universe. [And she couldn't be less thrilled about it.]
I suppose introductions are in order. I'm Wanda Maximoff; maybe the name is familiar for some; in which case I apologize and take the chance to state that I have no intentions to hurt anyone; do not approach me if you think this is as good as any other time to get rid if me, because I will reiterate then.
[She looks down, needing a moment to deal with knowing most people she once considered friends probably want her dead now.]
I also have a couple of questions: is there any reason behind these black collars? Besides not being able to remove it, which is remarkable, but not too useful.
The second question revolves around information; if someone could tell me more about this place I will make sure not to get in the way. That would be all.
[And with that she extends her hand, grabbing the berry and cutting the feed. Looking around, Wanda wanders off a street. She's not particularly concerned about potential dangers, but rather finding a way to reach her children. If she only knew...]
[The feed starts with the facilyberry mid fall, but it somehow stops before touching the floor. The camera points to an empty, dusty street, but it quickly turns around to show Wanda, dressed in a white corsé, long green skirt and dark green cloak on her shoulders, arms crossed and a contemplative look; she's opting from hiding the Scarlet Witch costume fir now, e enthough she thinks it's futile to try.]
I have already scanned the area, and I can tell my captors are sensible enough not to show themselves. I also have the suspicion this isn't just about me, considering some of the presences I detect are...strange. I wouldn't be surprised if this wasn't my home universe. [And she couldn't be less thrilled about it.]
I suppose introductions are in order. I'm Wanda Maximoff; maybe the name is familiar for some; in which case I apologize and take the chance to state that I have no intentions to hurt anyone; do not approach me if you think this is as good as any other time to get rid if me, because I will reiterate then.
[She looks down, needing a moment to deal with knowing most people she once considered friends probably want her dead now.]
I also have a couple of questions: is there any reason behind these black collars? Besides not being able to remove it, which is remarkable, but not too useful.
The second question revolves around information; if someone could tell me more about this place I will make sure not to get in the way. That would be all.
[And with that she extends her hand, grabbing the berry and cutting the feed. Looking around, Wanda wanders off a street. She's not particularly concerned about potential dangers, but rather finding a way to reach her children. If she only knew...]