Kaiya had to admit, they had been putting her patience to the test. She lost track of how long she was in the room, but she didn't once move from her spot. When the man finally stepped through the door, she'd only given him her best bored look. He was tall, with dark skin and an eye patch; she had to hold back a snort at the accessory. Kaiya sincerely hoped this wasn't their plan of intimidation. It was certainly going to take more than that. He sat across from her with a rather thin looking file, and leafed through it slowly before speaking.

"I have to admit, Miss Point, you have an impressive track record." His good eye came up to meet hers. "You are certainly an expert marksman, but you have other talents." He pulled out a small stack of photos, and this time she couldn't help the grin on her face. Each shot was a job of a more…personal nature. A few gunshots, one fiery wreckage, and a torture victim. It wasn't over, not by a long shot, but she was proud of those kills. "A bit more messy than your usual, I'd assume, but we're impressed nonetheless."

"And just who are you?" Kaiya couldn't imagine what organization had both the Winter Soldier and Captain America on the same side, but she was certainly curious enough to ask. The man across from her seemed amused by her question, and he leaned back in his chair.

"The Avengers Initiative." She frowned, trying to place the name. She vaguely remembered some big event happening in New York. Come to think of it, she had heard the name a couple times in certain circles. They'd sounded impressive enough, but she was beginning to wonder about that.

"If that were true, you have no reason to bring me into custody." At his raised brow, Kaiya continued. "I'm not out to take over the world or anything like that, so I have no reason to be on your radar."

"There are other ways to end up on our radar, Miss Point." He pulled the photos away and tucked them back into the folder, keeping his eye on her. She leaned forward on the table, silently urging him to hurry up and get to the point. "We were actually hoping to recruit you." That was certainly a surprise, and she considered the offer for a few minutes before shaking her head and leaning back again.

"I don't do oversight." He gave a chuckle, shaking his head a bit. She couldn't imagine why he felt that was funny, but decided against asking.

"We have a couple like that. Don't worry, the only oversight comes during actual missions." She found that exceptionally hard to believe, and moved to stand. He stood as well.

"Honestly, I'm not really willing to take the word of some underling." There was that amused look again. It was getting annoying; she briefly wondered if there was a way to scare it off of him. He moved towards the door, and she followed him slowly.

"Then allow me to introduce myself. Director Fury. Welcome to the Avengers."