Moving from New York to Seattle was daunting for Calista. As a former nomad who used to travel the world in search of a home, she had taken permanent residence in a large brownstone in New York a few years ago. For the first time in many years, her house had turned into a real home that she could call her own. When Dr. Strange extended Fury's invitation towards her, she almost wanted to say no. After all, she had a life and a good job that she enjoyed in New York. Leaving New York meant quitting her job and selling the brownstone she had so painstakingly decorated to her liking. After a lot of careful consideration, Calista finally accepted the invitation and started making calls and plans to find herself a home in Seattle, whether it be on her own or on the Avengers headquarters.<br/><br/>Since she was given very little notice, Calista had yet to find a home. For now, she would be living in the Avengers compound. Trading a brownstone for a room was definitely a downgrade, but she would make the sacrifice in order to help the world. At least until she found a new home to settle in.<br/><br/>After she was picked up from the airport by one of Fury's people, the van took her straight to the headquarters. Once there were inside, the man helped take out her large suitcases and the transparent backpack where she carried her cat. It was only with the driver's help that Calista was able to get everything inside. Juggling around her cat, carry-on bags and three large suitcases was no easy feat. And this was just a portion of the things she owned. Having been alive for more than four centuries had turned her into a bit of a hoarder.<br/><br/>She looked at the invitation and sighed, knowing she was already late. Calista didn't like being late. Her plane had gotten delayed an hour and now she found herself wanting to make it up to everyone. The young woman hurtled towards the entrance of the meeting room and opened the doors quietly and cautiously. It seemed that she was late because everyone was already there. Sighing loudly, she slipped inside and offered everyone a small smile.<br/><br/>"I'm so sorry. My plane got delayed and one of my suitcases almost got lost. Thankfully, I was able to get it back. It contained some magical stuff we wouldn't anyone to get their hands on," she said with a thick Spanish accent, leaving her suitcases by the door. She grabbed the backpack containing the cat and opened it up, bringing out the creature inside it. "This is my familiar, Mr. Midnight. He can get a little temperamental between flights. He's getting used to his new body."<br/><br/>Holding the cat as if it were a baby, she sat down on a chair next to one of the women and took out a bottle of milk from her bag and pressed it to her cat's lips, who greedily began to feed on it. "I hope no one is allergic to cats. I didn't think about that when I made the transplant from that snake... maybe a dog next time, Midnight. Dogs are more likable," she said, gazing down at the kitten.<br/><br/>"I'm Calista, by the way," she said awkwardly, offering them a nervous laugh. "Is there alcohol around here somewhere?"