When Kendra walked into the control room it was obvious no one was expecting her. They probably all knew about her brother and thought she'd stay in her room for at least a day. Kendra secretly admitted that yeah she would have done that if that stupid song hadn't come on but that didn't stop her from giving everyone a warning smile. It said that she was cool, calm, collected and anyone who challenged that or tried to tell her to leave was going to get dropkicked.
"Director Fury." Kendra said close to cheerfully. Fury turned and was unable to hide the surprise in his eye. Kendra saluted playfully, as if this was just another crisis and her brother wasn't apart of it. "Ready for duty sir. Your report mentioned a certain team so who am I bringing in?" She asked. Fury had mentioned ever so briefly and ever so vaguely in the report about "assembling the Initiative." Paper reports always had to be very vague on important matters only the higher ups could know just in case someone else got their hands on them. So Fury didn't outright say that they were assembling the Avengers but it was easy enough to guess that's what he meant.
"I went to Captain America personally and Agent Coulson is currently assigning Agent Romanoff the task of retrieving Doctor Banner." Fury said. He gestured over to the dry humored agent who had once been Clint's handler and still was Kendra's. Phil seemed to be waiting patiently with his phone to his ear which meant Natasha was doing something kick butt on the other end. Kendra wished she was close enough to hear what was happening on the other end of the phone but she knew she'd hear about it later. "Agent Coulson is going to retrieve Stark soon though. If you ask I'm sure he'll let you go with him." Fury added before turning back to his screens.
Kendra smiled even though Fury couldn't see it. He understood her need to get involved and knew that telling her to let others handle the situation was not a good way to go with her. Ever since she'd first came to S.H.I.E.L.D he'd realized sitting back and doing nothing wasn't Kendra's thing which was why she very rarely went on simple intelligence gathering missions. "Thank you Director Fury." She said, pouring sincerity into her words. Fury nodded a little, acknowledging that he'd hear her. Kendra smiled before turning to Coulson. He was down on the lower platform and there was a railing keeping her from falling down onto the lower platform. Stupid railing. Kendra smirked before taking off running. She leaped into the air just a few feet from it and landed easily on the railing, perched like a bird...like her brother. Kendra leapt down off the railing, landing right in front of Coulson as he hung up his phone. "Hi Phil." She said cheerily.
Phil smiled a little at Kendra. He was slightly on edge around her though, knowing how easily the girl could snap when she was emotional. Phil was her handler but he had always, always, let Clint deal with Kendra when she was upset. The older brother was the only one who could fully calm the girl down. Kendra saw the corners of his lips twitch downwards in a sad smile and she knew he was thinking about Clint. "Hello Kendra." Her handler said somewhat curtly.
Kendra rolled her eyes though inside she was building up another scream of frustration. She knew she was kind of scary to deal with when she was stressed or hurt but that didn't mean everyone had to be cautious of her. Especially not Phil. "Fury says if I ask real nice you'll let me go retrieve Mister Stark with you." She said, getting right to the point.
Phil seemed to contemplate that for a second but finally he nodded. "Alright you can come but I suggest more appropriate attire." He told her.
"What's wrong with this?" Kendra asked, gesturing down to her clothes. Simple tee shirt, denim capris, simple running shoes. A gun holster on her thigh, a knife attached to her arm, her weapon pouches secured to her hips.
"Stark doesn't like weapons." Phil explained. He looked thoughtful. "Or being threatened. Or people trying to take his stuff. Or people-."
Kendra promptly covered her handler's mouth with her hand. She had a feeling he could go on for hours about things Stark didn't like. "Yeah Phil I got it. I'll go modify my outfit." She told him. Giving him a cheeky smile, Kendra uncovered his mouth and expertly leaped back over the railing onto the higher platform. She had a bit of a flair for gymnastics and acrobatics, a result of living at a circus for most of her young life. "Meet me outside Phil! I'm going to take a few minutes reaching my room!" Kendra said over her shoulder before practically running from the room.
Director Fury called Agent Coulson to his side the second Kendra was gone. "Keep a closer eye on her than usual." The Director instructed him. Phil nodded, needing no explanation. Both men knew how much Kendra loved and relied on her brother. They knew that having Clint in the hands of a psychopath trying to take over the world must be torture to her.
"Yes sir." Phil said, nodding slightly. Director Fury waved a dismissing hand and Phil immediately left, wanting to get to Stark's as quick as possible so he could move on to much more exciting things. Things like retrieving Captain America.