Then I'll get on my knees and pray, we don't get fooled again
Bobbi has been in better moods.
It's not like as the non powered acrobatic fighter she hasn't come home with her share of bruises but they aren't usually inflicted on her by the replication of a man she sort of views as a father. The ring of fingermarks around her neck is going to be truly spectacular in a day or so...she can't wait.
She'd dismantled the robot to make sure it was dead. That's when she'd found the transmitter. Someone had been watching and knew exactly who had destroyed the fake Fury. Now they were going to be on guard the bastards.
The head was with her now, wrapped up in plastic then a blanket to keep anything from being transmitted further even though she's fairly sure she disabled everything. After one bad experience today she's not eager to repeat it.
And to top it all off it's taking forever for her nerves to really start working again in her good arm so everything is being done left handed. She's ambidextrous with most things but you always start trying to use the hand you normally do. Every time she does there's a jolt of pins and needles and much swearing from her.
She's home. She's limping and there's a weird bundle under her arm when she kicks the door open in frustration when it doesn't work fast enough, but she's home.
It's not like as the non powered acrobatic fighter she hasn't come home with her share of bruises but they aren't usually inflicted on her by the replication of a man she sort of views as a father. The ring of fingermarks around her neck is going to be truly spectacular in a day or so...she can't wait.
She'd dismantled the robot to make sure it was dead. That's when she'd found the transmitter. Someone had been watching and knew exactly who had destroyed the fake Fury. Now they were going to be on guard the bastards.
The head was with her now, wrapped up in plastic then a blanket to keep anything from being transmitted further even though she's fairly sure she disabled everything. After one bad experience today she's not eager to repeat it.
And to top it all off it's taking forever for her nerves to really start working again in her good arm so everything is being done left handed. She's ambidextrous with most things but you always start trying to use the hand you normally do. Every time she does there's a jolt of pins and needles and much swearing from her.
She's home. She's limping and there's a weird bundle under her arm when she kicks the door open in frustration when it doesn't work fast enough, but she's home.