WHO: Maria Hill and Snake
WHAT: Creepers be creeping?
WHERE: Your random New York alleyways
WHEN: Baaaack dated to Sunday
WARNINGS: Who even knows.
Maria could count the number of actual professionals in the world on two hands on days she was being generous. Usually only on one. So when she’d got wind of one skulking around Manhattan, even one not apparently from a relevant universe, she decided to investigate.
The difficulty with this naturally being that, being professionals, they were both in the practice of being difficult to run into. She just might manage it tonight, however. The intel seemed sound enough, and it was about damn time. She was getting tired of having nothing better than this to do. Maria slipped out of the alley, senses on alert, and began the search for the night.