May The Fourth Be With You
Running a hand through her hair as she tried to consider whether or not it was likely that they would have still taken this job if they had known that there were likely to be a great amount of work attached afterwards. Casting a sidelong glance at Cassian, she wondered what the man was thinking, what was going through his head when he thought of this job. Did he regret also going on this mission? Did Jyn regret this as well? Dacia felt guilt well up in her when she thought that it wasn't the kind of life she would have wanted for her friend.
One of the things that plagued Dacia to no end was the feeling that while Jyn might have been comfortable with the idea of running for her life, or at least as comfortable as one could be having already lived that life. Dacia had hoped that when she had taken the two onboard, that she had hoped that the woman wouldn't have to go back to running the same type of missions. Alas, if wishes were kisses, wasn't that how the common saying went? Something like that that in any case!
Shaking her head, like a dog trying to clear her head of flies, Dacia tried to clear the thoughts from her mind, so that she could focus on the task at hand.
"Okay, so it is more important than ever, that we work together. Were we able to find anything we can use?" Dacia asked, a note of despondence entering into her voice.
"No, but maybe we should run it from the beginning. If we come at it from a new angle, we might be able to come across something." Cassian told the other two women throwing a bouncy ball up and down.
Dacia blinked at the bouncy ball; she wasn't sure where the man might have found a bouncy ball. She shook her head; the man would always manage to surprise her, he had always managed to do things that still managed to surprise him. It would never matter how long she lived and fought alongside the man, but he usually managed to get the upper hand, through anticipating her actions. Jyn simply shook her head at the man, Dacia might still show her emotions from time to time, but Jyn realised that it was better to simply allow things to fall where they may and not give away too many of her emotions.
She might doubt that the man wouldn't use those emotions and indicators against her, but it would probably always take her a long time where she felt that she could fully trust anyone. It didn't particularly help that she had blamed the man for so long, she had thought that she could blame the man for her father's death. By now Jyn was far enough from that horrible episode, she could now see how grief could warp and twist everything in its path. It wasn't fair for her to have blamed the man, she could see that Cassian had intended to take a shot, maybe because superior officers had told him that if he fired a kill shot at Galen Erso, then the dreaded Death Star might not have obtained.
Cassian had only felt relief when he had been able to convince Jyn that he hadn't killed her father, that it wasn't him that squeezed the trigger. He had seen the man attempt to stop Krennic from shooting the other researchers earning a back-handed slap from Krennic before the other researchers were ordered shot. Cassian had managed to ferret out their names; Rasett Milio, Vlex Onopin, Ames Urovan, Sirro Arogonne and Feyn Vann. He had not been particuraly surprised to learn that the Resistance had had these men under surveillance, they might not have posed as much a threat to the Resistance as Galen Erso had, but it was still important to keep an eye on any of the men associated with the Empire's dangerous weapons researchers.
He had watched with a sinking feeling in his gut as he watched some Resistance fighters fly in and assassinate the remaining members. He had been filled with rage when he realised that General Davits Davin had feared the worst when he realised there was a communications blackout on Eadu, had ordered a strike on the planet. Cassian had felt confused when he realised that he could not reconcile himself with all of the newfound feelings and emotions he felt towards the former criminal. K-2SO wasn't particularly helpful; the robot couldn't completely empathise with human emotions.
"We knew going into this that we weren't going to have an easy job, but there are some leads that we can follow to find her. It didn't seem like we were going to be lucky enough to find her in the first place we looked, which was Saudi Arabia, that would have struck me as being too easy. We can use some of the things that we were able to find there to point us in the right direction hopefully. Did we even manage to find anything concrete that points us in her direction?" Dacia asked, folding her arms as she thought through some of the things that they would have to deal with now.
"No, well not as you would term it. We did manage to find indications that the woman had been at one stage in the country, but needless to say, she isn't there anymore. I imagine that she might have found it a little stifling that she couldn't take the same amount of liberties any longer. It is possible that we can track the woman down if we attempt to go through some of what we know for definite about the woman. It's more than likely that we put ourselves in the woman's shoes, we might be able to think like the woman. I have thought that if we can find any remaining hint of where the woman might have run too. I was thinking that she is likely to be looking for somewhere to hide out, if we can work that out, we might find her." Jyn muttered, sighing.
"We were Looking for some of those things; it doesn't seem like we will easily be able to find anything that we can use to find the woman. But I'm struggling to find anything concrete, that we can use to find the woman for real." Cassian told the two.
"Right, no that's fine, but for now can we, please focus? We need to find this woman before she does damage to anyone else. If we strip it back to basics, what can we find about the woman? What are the core aspects of her personality? If we can find something there, we might be even a little bit closer to finding the woman." Dacia remarked, with a raised eyebrow.
"I was thinking about this, and we know that the woman would want to have somewhere that she could hide away without running the risk of being spotted. If she is as good a spy as claims to be she wouldn't be too concerned about running the risk of being arrested. She would also be concerned enough that she would want to keep an eye on the global scene. It would probably also factor into her choice that she could quickly be able to escape the country, whichever country she eventually landed in would have to have an easy route built in." Jyn theorised, speaking aloud her thoughts.
"That's good, but do you think that we should keep an idea in the back of our head that the woman might not focus on choosing to live in a country which doesn't have an extradition treaty with the States. In so thinking her choices might skew slightly more to her other priorities. Do any countries have warrants out for her arrest?" Cassian asked, looking over at Jyn.
Jyn took a chance to tap a few buttons, looking at the information on the screen and muttering under her breath.
"There aren't any existing warrants out for her arrest per say, but I think that it's likely that Germany for one would like to speak to her. Especially when it comes out that the woman is THE person who let Designation (Former): Captain America and Designation: Winter Soldier escape at the airport. It doesn't matter if the woman tried to claim the excuse that she was doing it just to stop the fighting, they had a sworn statement by King T'Challa of Wakanda that he had been harmed by the woman. While she may have been on the 'good'" here Jyn raised her fingers to make the quotations more apparent "side; the German authorities will want to speak to someone. If they can't get into contact with any of the 'Rogue Avengers' they are going to want to speak to anyone they can get into contact with." Jyn told the small group.
"Okay, that makes sense, General Ross took them out of circulation before anyone else could sweep in and question them. I am unsure if Vienna will want to speak to her, she didn't cause any harm in Vienna through her actions as an Avenger." Dacia told the two.
"But didn't she whisper in T'Challa's ear and get him riled up enough to pursue Designation: Winter Soldier?" Cassian wondered.
"No, she might have been able to sink her hooks into the man at that stage. But I'm more convinced that the man was able to use the resources of the Dora Milaje. He wouldn't have had to break a sweat to track down Designation: Winter Soldier, don't forget that he would have been motivated to go on the hunt. With that kind of motivation, I dread to think what any of us in this room could achieve." Jyn supplied the man.
"Right, he thought that the man had killed his father, of course, the man was out for revenge." Cassian shrugged, able to understand the man's motivations.
"Goodness knows I could have easily gone down that path after I held my Papa in my arms as he died. Wouldn't you have gone down that path though Dacia if you had been painted into a corner?" Jyn asked the woman, wanting to understand a bit more about her secretive and mysterious friend.
"Oh uh, I didn't know my parents, so please leave me out of this," Dacia warned, looking discomfited with some of the attention that she was now attracting.
"Wait, how didn't you know your parents? You seem like a sensible woman, how didn't you know them?" Jyn asked shocked.
"I'm a Jedi, or was anyway." Dacia shrugged, not liking having people staring at her for something that she couldn't help.
Jyn looked over at Cassian, watching as the man nodded at her, she hoped the man would be able to shed some light on the situation. She wanted to reach some further answers, right now she just hoped that Cassian would be able to provide some answers for her.
"Right now, that isn't important, can we work out if she would aim to settle down in a large city? Or would she prefer to live in the country somewhere?" Dacia asked attempting to redirect attention.
"As we said earlier, she would want to live in a country where she could fly under the radar and keep an eye on things. It's that makes me think that the woman might naturally be more drawn to larger cities, where she could see easier blend into the background. At the same time, though, she might not want to run into an increased risk of being accidentally spotted on CCTV." Cassian broke the tense (and awkward) atmosphere by cutting in.
Dacia sent the man a grateful look; there was nothing she dreaded more than having to own up to something she had previously said.
"So, that probably leaves out London; I don't care how good that woman thinks she is at her job, she wouldn't take a great unnecessary risk, right? London would be pushing her luck too much for her to feel comfortable with, she couldn't possibly be precisely that reckless right?" Dacia double-checked.
"Normally I would agree with you, but Dacia we have to remember that these aren't normal people that we are dealing with, the absolute last thing we should do is count our chickens before they're hatched. She might decide that taking the risk would appeal nicely to her adrenaline-seeking brain. Do we know how many languages she can speak? That could limit her movements; language or at least the languages might at the very least limit her that she doesn't speak fluently enough to pass undetected. Cassian do we have access to a list of those languages?" Jyn reminded the woman.
"Yeah, but it doesn't look like it's going to narrow down the potential list enough for us. She speaks Russian, English, German, Bosnian, Hungarian, Romanian, Castillian Spanish, Czech, Italian, Latin, Dutch, Arabic, American Sign Language, moderate Portuguese, marginal Urdu and a little Afrikaans. Damn, are we chasing after some wonder woman,?" Cassian cursed.
"No, just someone who is very good at their job." Dacia sighed, feeling like she was wrong-footed and feeling as if she was sure of what step to take next.
"No, it might not limit the list of potential countries any further, but maybe we use it to home in on her location. What we do know is that the woman is Russian, but given how she effectively burned down her old Alma Mater, she wouldn't have a lot of friends there that she could rely upon for help. So if we look at it on the world map, we can start to highlight some of the countries we suspect she may go to for safe harbour." Jyn reminded the two, trying to keep up their spirits.
K-2SO who was obviously listening in dutifully shone a map of the world on the wall where they had been holding the video conference with the MI6 workers. BODHI took the opportunity to shine some light on the countries they had mentioned. Dacia stepped forwards and ran her fingers over the map. She was looking through some of the most recent locations, muttering under her breath about the impossibility of the task at hand.
Cassian muttered under his breath, as his eyes raked over the map in front of him. He tried to work out where exactly the woman was likely to go to ground. Frowning briefly to himself when he realised that he couldn't make any sense from the woman's headspace. He found himself flicking her fingers as he heard Dacia's gentle prodding in his head. He should have long ago made himself take a step back, start to look at this thing as if it was a puzzle, something that he just had to solve for fun, not something that he had to solve for work. He had long ago realised that he worked better when he wasn't under any amount of pressure.
Jyn looked over at the map and tried to work out whether or not she would have to make sure that she understood all of the rules to this frankly bizarre game. Raising her hand once again, Jyn tapped her fingers and muttered to herself as she thought that she could begin to see a pattern emerge. Sighing when she realised that this was usually the way, she had always been more of a visual learner.
"BODHI, do you see this as well? I'm starting to see a bit of a pattern emerge? Tell me that one of you guys see this?" Jyn asked, feeling a bit of excitement infuse her face for the first time.
"I'm a bit more confused at how she learned Castellan Spanish but didn't think to trouble herself with Spanish. The two languages aren't that similar are they?" Dacia double-checked, still feeling as if she couldn't see what Jyn had become excited about.
"Yes and no, Castellan Spanish, which originates from the center of Spain, is said to be the root part of Spanish." Cassian sighed, idly raising a hand to scratch at the back of his head.
"Okay, well right now, that isn't as important as it otherwise would be, we need to work on running the woman down. We can't find the woman if we stand around theorising about the woman's actions. Is there anything that we can use to find the woman." Dacia told the two, thoughtfully peering at the map in front of her.
"I thought that I could see something begin to appear when I noticed that most of these languages have basis in European languages. Dacia email the people back at MI6, let them know what we have found, they might be able to get into some security cameras that we haven't spotted yet. Tell them to keep an eye on European countries with good access to possible escape routes. She can't possibly be so arrogant that she waves away the possibility that she should have the chance to make an easy escape." Jyn told the woman, still peering at the map.
"Rightio ho, what did I just say, I will do that right away, in the mean time try and brain storm any ideas on where we could potentially find the woman. For heavens sake she can't have completely disappeared, no one is that good!" Dacia said cringing when she heard what she was saying.
Jyn smirked at the woman, having heard what Dacia had said. She nodded at the woman and noticed the woman disappeared behind a computer screen, not doubt that the woman was currently composing the email that she had talked about.
Looking over at the other man, Jyn wandered over to the man and looked over his shoulder at some of the lists he was looking over. Jyn frowned when she realised that it looked as if the man was having some difficulties with what he was seeing. She realised with a start that it looked as if the man was frowning for a good reason.
"What is it? What's wrong?" Jyn muttered, not wanting to disturb Dacia.
"These languages like we were saying are mostly from European states, the fact that she was born in Russia, lends credence to the belief that she would pick up those languages, simply because she was in proximity to people who spoke those languages," Cassian whispered back, jumping because he hadn't realised that Jyn had stepped so close to him.
"Yes, that's possible, but for now we need to be sure, my thinking is that if we can cross off a few of these countries, then it might narrow down wherever it is that she has chosen to go to ground," Jyn told the man.
"I've been working on trying to recover some of the files from her time with the Red Room; it's possible that she was trained in those languages as a matter of necessity and survival. After all, what good is an assassin and spy that can't go underground in the countries immediately surrounding the country she works for? I think though, that based on some of the other things we have read about the current political climate in those countries, lent a hint to her not being able to take shelter there." Cassian urgently told the woman.
"That what I was afraid of, but for BODHI could you mark off those countries, that due to the current political landscape in those countries?" Jyn asked the AI.
Immediately on the screen in front of them, some of the Balkan state countries were marked in red with an asterisk. Cocking her head to the side, Jyn looked at the map and began to point out some of the large countries.
"It doesn't look as if she could hide as easily in London, namely the whole CCTV thing. She wouldn't seem like the type who would go to great lengths to make her life more difficult. Something tells me that the woman would pass up on anything that would potentially make her life easier because she would enjoy living too much to run the risk of ending it on a fool's errand. The question is though, would she go to any lengths to achieve that sweet high?" Jyn wondered, pointing out some of the locations as she spoke aloud.
"That only slightly narrows it down, we may not have a lot to work with, but at least we have something. Say, Dacia normally you can see things that would not even occur to us. Can you think of anything that might point us in the right direction?" Cassian tried hopefully, looking over at his friend, maybe she would have some idea on where they should look next?
"At first glance, I can't think of anything that we could immediately look to, especially to give us ideas. But all is not lost, it seems as if we could get an answer from those people in London. There might be something that they can tell us, in any case, Jyn look to emailing Ms Potts and Ms Hill, between the two of them, they may have some idea on how we can look to approach this problem?" Dacia told the two, relieved that she was beginning to find her feet.
"Right away, there might be something that they can tell us." Jyn nodded before turning to one of the computers.
TO: V. Potts, M. Hill
From: J. Erso
CC: D. Lewis, C. Andor
I am writing to you now because we are about to enter into the final stage of looking for Designation: Black Widow. We have been able to make some contact with other intelligence agencies, but for right now, we are going to need to find the woman. If there is anything that you can think of that could give us a bit of a direction in which we are looking, please don't hesitate to share it with us.
We may have dropped off Dr Foster, but we need to know if there is any direction we should aim our search, please inform us. For now, we may need a little more time before we can find the woman, in any case, once we have completed some of our preliminary searches for the woman, we will be back with the rest of the Avengers.
Talk to you soon,
Jyn Erso.
Jyn, sighed, not feeling completely satisfied with the email that she had written out, it would always seem to be the way that she should have some difficulty with sounding like a cool and calm professional person. At least when it came to her wanting answers in a hurry. Running a hand through her hair as she tried to come to terms with what she was now looking for, she would no doubt find it difficult to concentrate on anything else, for now at least answers were going to be more important.
"Okay, maybe we can get an answer from that, from either of them, but for now we have to be prepared to look for her ourselves. Leave no stone unturned and all that rot right?" Cassian remarked wryly, leaning back against the computer table behind him as he spoke.
Dacia sent an odd look over at the man; she would sometimes hear her friend say the oddest of things. Stifling a snort, she wondered at what point; she should start to accept that her friend had picked up on some of the clichés that he was starting to come out with. It had seemed like it would be more likely that it would have been Jyn who picked them up. Certainly, it would seem like it had been Jyn who spent more time streaming through the endless back-catalogues of Netflix and Amazon Prime Video. Dacia could smirk to herself; she sometimes loved the life onboard a spaceship. Even if she thought that she could do with easier access to showers.
"We should be able to get any answers soon, now tell me what you were thinking about this map? It appears that I missed some things while I was composing that email." Dacia asked the two, drawing their attention back to the matter at hand.
"Right, I thought that if we could see the possible locations of all the places in the world where Romanova has a connection with. I opted to look at places where she speaks the language, and where there is a slightly heavier concentration of CCTV footage. I imagine that for all we have heard about the woman's supposedly incredibly use of her spycraft." Jyn started before muttering "Not that I have seen much evidence of stellar skills when it comes to the tradecraft."
Cassian snorted, appreciating the amount of faith that Jyn was showing him.
"Okay, so where have you marked off?" Dacia politely asked, having enjoyed the byplay of the woman and the man.
"For now, we might have been able to put a tentative cross over Russia, or even countries immediately surrounding Russia, they might not like the idea of having such a black mark. At the same time, we could mark off Germany, because they are going to be actively wanting to find the woman and ask her questions, especially after the dust-up at the airport." Jyn told the woman.
"Germany would not doubt by now gotten access to Designation: Black Panther's statement regarding that fight, especially if they were motivated, which I suspect they would be. So, it's unlikely that the woman would choose to hide in Germany, not unless she would have some way to guarantee her safety. That depends on whether or not she is a massive thrill seeker and something tells me that she wouldn't want to put herself through any unnecessary pain. She might denigrate the man, but she wouldn't have Tony Stark's generous pockets to fall back on, should she get herself into trouble." Cassian supplied the woman.
"Okay, now why is London blacked out? While she speaks English, the city would theoretically provide her multiple escape routes, but why is it blacked out?" Dacia asked intelligently following their discussion.
"For now, it looks as if the woman wouldn't want to be near London, simply because she would want to avoid CCTV cameras, she would want to fly under the radar for as long as possible," Jyn replied, telling the woman pointedly what she thought.
"Okay, and she would want to have an option to escape whatever country she landed in, right quickly? Are we sure that the woman isn't a thrill seeker? That she isn't simply looking for a thrill of adrenaline." Dacia checked.
"That tracks, with what we know of the woman so far. But I don't think that she would push herself, not when she has made things difficult for herself thus far. She would not be able to rely on the deep pockets of Tony Stark; it would be difficult I imagine for her to throw herself to the whims of her thrill-seeker side, not when she could simply avoid it." Cassian answered the woman ruefully.
"Okay, that makes sense, can we think of anything else we should be aware of before going into this?" Dacia answered the two, steeping her fingers in front of her face as she thought aloud.
Startled by her words when the computer behind her beeped, Dacia turned around, wanting to know exactly what was going on. Frowning at the flat screen, as her eyes scanned through the information directly in front of her. Jyn looked over at the woman in concern; it wasn't like to Dacia to become so easily side-tracked, exchanging a glance with Cassian, the two of them trying to work out exactly what was going on. The two of them frowned at one another, not sure if they should begin to start panicking really, Cassian minutely shook his head, he didn't think that it was time for them to begin looking for a quick way out.
"Okay, it seems as if they are having roughly the same difficulties that we are, namely that it is hard to know where one can count on Romanova going next. Q though has had an idea of expanding the search to other agencies of the British Government. Reading between the lines, I was able to glean that it might be more likely that the man has a connection to someone else within the government." Dacia started, still sounding slightly distracted.
"I have managed to look through the email and trace some of the connections that the man is thinking off. But I was able to find a connection, no matter how tentative, that he may be related to someone within MI5." K-2SO dryly remarked.
"What K is speaking off, is that there might be something that we can exploit, but I can see a connection between him and someone called Mycroft. I haven't been able to work out yet who that is, for now, though it could be nothing more than another bureaucrat jumped up on the feeble amount of power. It doesn't seem that way." BODHI quietly told the group.
"No, it seems as if the man holds power, but how can we trust whether or not the man. He looks as if he has to many fingers in too many pies for us to immediately count him out, as unimportant. For now, though, we can't count anyone out. I replied to him and gave him leave to ask questions of this woman. I felt that it was more important that we should find her with all haste, was I mistaken?" Dacia checked quickly, looking up at the people surrounding her.
"This doesn't make any sense; we should be able to find one person. For pities sake, we worked and lived in our Home Universe. It might have been difficult, but we were at least able to keep an eye on threats and people. How is this one woman managing to evade us?" Cassian impatiently asked, before sighing in frustration,
"Right now though, that isn't the most important part, we need to be able to look beyond and see if we should use some other way. Maybe though, we should consider using whether or not we should use some of our skills from our Home Universe? That might help us run her down even further." Jyn checked.
"Wait, are you sure that you want to go down that path? We need to make sure that we are completely sure before we go down that path, it won't be easy for us to walk away from it." Cassian double checked wanting to make sure that the small group knew what they were signing themselves up for.
"For now, let's put that on the back burner, you've seen how easy it can be to stroll down that path. It could be difficult if we want to take back that decision. Can we afford to trust ourselves to put that particular genie back in its box? We might be able to trust ourselves enough to roll it back, but for now, I don't think that we should go down that path, not until we can exhaust every option." Dacia told the other two, thoughtfully.
"For now though, we should hold off on that. The absolute last thing we want is to go through people's data and get ourselves into trouble with someone that we don't want to have to answer too. We are potentially playing a long game here, and we are 100% sure that we can avoid any recriminations." Jyn told them, looking worried about what was going to happen.
"You know, it is a little sad that we should ever be talking about avoiding recriminations. Especially when we harp on about such things!" Cassian snorted.
"Does seem to be a case of doing as I say, not as I do, right? Or is that just me?" Dacia sighed at the two, asking them a rhetorical question with a snort.
"Right, but it looks like we might be about to receive questions, questions that we don't want to be asked. Right now, though we have to work through this things, because for here and now, that's all that's changed. Is there anything else we should work on?" Cassian told the two, running a hand through his hair.
"I have been thinking about this, and it seems as if we might be able to continue to work this, right now we have to work through this. MI6 on the surface might have been a bit of a bust, but we can at least begin to work with this. Was there anything that we can use to speed up the process?" Jyn checked with the people she was working with.
"So far, the only thing that I can see that has come that has been good, or advantageous towards us. But I think that they're onto something, it might help us." Dacia offered, looking like something like hope was beginning to bloom in her bloom.
WHOOSH
Not a lot made sense to Wanda anymore, she still found herself wondering if it was worth it. She couldn't understand these feelings anymore; they didn't make a lot of sense to her. She had to remind herself from time to time that emotions didn't have to make a lot of sense to be felt, but she sometimes felt as if she couldn't put into words how conflicted she felt.
On the one hand, she was overjoyed that Stark had been hurt. That he had been hurt at the hands of someone he had fought alongside for so long. She only wondered whether or not it was likely that the rest of these cockroaches now had their eyes opened about how bad Stark was. If there was anything good that had come out of that whole mess, it was how breathtaking it felt for her to be able to separate that demon Stark from his team.
The only thing that she regretted was that she hadn't been the one to deal Stark that punishing blow. Sure, she had thrown some cars at the man, maybe broken the disgusting man's arms by throwing all those cars on his arm. She couldn't remember ever having felt so good when she wasn't torturing someone else. Rogers could lie to himself all he wanted, but she enjoyed causing other people pain, there was nothing more delicious that making someone see all their worst nightmares. To know that she was the cause of that pain was just the best thing.
The sad thing about joining Rogers' merry little band of thugs, was that she didn't have the opportunity to torture people. She could only use the excuse that she was trying to get in touch with her powers so often before she started to raise questions about her power and control. That had been a bit of poops moment when she had realised that Rogers didn't ever look past the end of his nose and continued to bleat it that she was still a child. She called bullshit on that, nothing ever pissed her off that anyone is negating her experience.
She only wished that she could have seen the look on Stark's face when he realised that his team had been keeping things from him. If only she had been able to help Rogers when it came to Stark. She would have made sure that the guy lost his head, for his actions, why did Stark deserve to live when he had killed her family? All the things that had ever gone wrong in her life could be traced back to him and his filthy uber-capitalist ways.
She had wished that she could have been a thorn in the man's side, to an even greater extent than she was. He only had to lose the respect and comradery of his fellow teammates. Something that she thought was a loss not as steep as the one she had to pay. All her life from losing her parents and grandparents in that horrid bombing by Stark and then she had to lose her beloved twin brother thanks to Stark's reckless actions and arrogance.
She could remember having heard something about the iron price; she didn't know where it had come from. She would always regret that she hadn't been able to see the light leaving the man's eyes when that shield had come down on him. She couldn't understand why Clint had become pissy with Rogers when he had watched the video; the man had known that Stark would have to pay. He had seen the conditions that she was subjected to in that prison, but curiously Wanda thought (and knew) that she had felt worse when she was a member of HYDRA. Clint was clearly softer than she had initially thought. If she was able to play up her traumatisation after those actions, to ensure that she could still enjoy the man's sympathy (no matter how much it stuck in her throat) and continue to encourage their Anti-Stark sentiment.
She would have to be careful now that the rest of them had seen that video, she was beginning to become concerned about the man's well-being. Wanda might no longer have access to her powers; she would have to be careful that they didn't begin to realise what she truly thought of Stark. She had to wonder though, how had they missed what she thought of Stark? She could not remember ever having gone to great lengths to hide what she thought of the man, but maybe she was better at hiding those thoughts than she thought. It was easier to hide what she was thinking, her being the only one with mind reading capabilities.
She didn't fancy finding out what would find out what would happen if they got out, what they would do to her. It was likely that the sudden and discomfiting loss of her powers was weakening her hold on the other Avengers. It still surprised her that she was able to influence Clint so effectively from afar, but maybe it was because the man held her in such high regard.
She wondered to herself if it was possible that those feelings could make herself feeling so awkward and weirded out? In any case, it still served her quite well that the man held some fondness. She might not have spent enough time around that stupid Scott Lang to influence him, that had worried her, she could admit. She would occasionally thank her lucky stars that he was an idiot who believed those that surrounded him, without any need for her subtle nudges.
She had always been so excited to meet the Asset, ever since she found out about the existence of a killing machine that had the potential of striking fear into his enemies. It was easy enough for her to admit to having once daydreamed that she would one day meet the great Winter Soldier and he would no day fall in love with. It was disappointing to realise that the guy was the killing machine he was touted to be, just a confused POW. Unfortunately, when she realised the kind of lengths that Rogers was happy to go to for the man, she realised that maybe there could still be something there.
He was too easily led round by the nose on the part of Steve 'fecking' Rogers, it could be so disappointing to meet your heroes. It turns out they could be human.
Casting an eye over the glass door to her cell, she realised that she would simply have to bide her time before she escaped from.
Vengeance would be hers, at least if she had anything to do with it! And she would rather like to have Stark's head to go with it.