The teen fell asleep not even five minutes into the drive. Leaving Okoye alone to her thoughts for the time being. Which was perfectly fine with the woman as she cast yet another curious glance back at the teen using the overhead mirror.
The girl was a curious- albeit oddly lovely looking little thing.
Her body was all delicate and petite build, soft curves, abnormal height, coupled with unique and very distinguishable features. Such as her vivid, eerie neon blue colored eyes barely hidden underneath long, shaggy, wild looking blond-ish orange colored hair that hung in her face, and down her back almost to her slim waist.
Yes, she truly was a unique and lovely girl.
She would certainly catch more than a few eyes around the palace. Which she supposed that she should forewarn her king about if he didn't want an international incident occurring within his home.
Finally after an hour long drive, she pulled the car up to the palace noting that her king, and the former Avenger's were all waiting for her arrival. Parking the vehicle, Okoye slowly turned in her seat and lightly grasped the girl's pant's leg and tugged on it causing an automatic if somewhat violent response from the girl as she jerked awake.
Her hand automatically grasping her wrist in a painfully bruising grip as she stared blankly ahead for a moment before finally seeming to awaken completely and slowly released her and muttered something in a drowsy tone that Okoye didn't understand.
Probably because it was in her native tongue before she switched back over to English and apologized for grabbing her like that. Earning a strange look from her as she slowly nodded her head in understanding.
She had been a warrior long enough to know the bodily responses of other warriors that had seen years of long and grueling battles, and bloodshed.
She couldn't imagine just what the teen had gone through to respond to another's presence in such a way. She could only hazard to guess that it wasn't anything good.
"We are here." She finally said as she gave the girl another minute or so to collect herself and wake up a little bit more. The girl merely bit back a yawn and shook her head as if to clear it as she thanked her for the ride and apologized again for grabbing her as she collected her bags and opened the car door and slowly climbed out.
Of all the things that T'Challa and the rogue Avengers had been expecting- the person that got out of the car that he had sent to pick the Kurosaki woman up, wasn't it. At first glance, the person that climbed out of the car looked frightfully young.
Perhaps no older than sixteen year of age.
If it were not for her startling height, and peculiarly lovely feature's... T'Challa would swear up and down that she was an escort of some kind. Though her clothing alone, pretty much shot that theory right out of the water.
Who the hell comes to such a dry and humid country in the middle of a heat wave and wears a black denim jacket and jeans with both of the knees out? He wondered as he looked the young lady over a little more.
Underneath the jacket she was wearing a plain black T-shirt with the word, DARE, scrawled along the top of it in bold red letters. She had a leather belt around her slim waist, fingerless gloves on her small hands, black leather combat boots with wide, small two inch heels and a... What looked at first like a weird looking skull and crossbones keychain carved out of wood hung from her belt from a thick, heavy looking chain.
Yes, this was not what he and the others had been led to expect from Stark. And he would be contacting the man again later on, once the girl was settled to have words with him.
Slipping one of her bags up onto one of her slender shoulder's, she grabbed the other lying at her feet and started walking. Completely undaunted by the show of people that had come to check her out, the girl walked up to the steps of his palace and then paused.
"Hello. Are you king T'Challa?" She asked in flawless English as she stared at him. He had to mentally shake himself just to remember that he had manners, and it would terrible of him not to use them.
Putting on his normal, polite smile he walked down to greet her as he responded, "Indeed little one. Though I must confess that you were not what we were led to expect from someone hired by Mr. Stark."
The girl made a funny sound and muttered something inaudible under her breath before simply saying, "Yeah. I can see that."
"How is it that you came to work for one such as Stark?" T'Challa asked, unable to stop himself from feeling curious about the answer. After all, Stark tended to surround himself with all kinds of curiosities. Human and otherwise. Which sort of begged the question.
Which category did this child fall under?
Human? Or other?
"Would you believe me if I said that I did nothing special?" The girl asked almost hopefully. T'Challa's smile stayed firmly in place, the only part of his expression that differed from before was the fact that he was now giving her a carefully calculated look that had her saying, "So that's a no-go huh?"
"W-What? What do you mean by you did, nothing special?" He finally stammered out.
She sighed and raised a hand to rub at the nape of her neck awkwardly as she explained, "What I mean is, that I didn't really do anything to impress anyone. I was kind of busy on a job the first time Mr. Stark and I met-"
"Oh? I find that a little bit hard to believe. Especially since Mr. Stark tends to surround himself with very unique individuals."
"I wouldn't know. Up until I finished my former job I'd spent the better part of eight months or so in a coma."
"What?! But then- when did you wake up?"
The girl made another funny sound in the back of her throat as she seemed to think over the question before replying, "A little less than two months, I guess."
"And you are already out of the hospital and on your feet again- That is amazing! You will have to tell me and my friends all about what happened to you. And how you came to work for Mr. Stark."
The girl looked more than a little bit uncomfortable for a moment as she began to awkwardly shift her weight from one foot to another. "Yeah... Sure." She said, looking less than thrilled about the prospect of people asking her any questions. However T'Challa couldn't simply let the chance to gather information on her pass him up as he realized that he had yet to introduce the girl to the others.
"Oh! Forgive my rudeness, little one. Come and let me introduce you to my friends." He said jovially as he placed a hand between her shoulder blades and practically had to push her up the steps to greet the others.