<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/80/Cipher.2.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Alisa Targar (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.phptopic=310417.msg15065563#msg15065563) AKA Cipher<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Leggings and a cropped tee in black, Doc Martens<br/><strong>Time and Date:</strong>9/10/2019 | Mid day<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Avengers Tower<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Fuck all this. Maybe I should just fuck off back home??<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>The soon to be Secret Avengers<br/><strong>Mood Music:</strong>Long Hard Road Out Of Hell (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=THNEolxBmso)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Okay, so Mister Cop with the perfect ass took out the door and stomped in with some kind of cop-like swagger. Alisa immediately stopped staring at his butt and returned to the main room just in time to hear the tail end of Dare Devil giving the arguing pair a firm talking to. She said nothing. What was there to say? It wasn't her argument and quite frankly all of this noise and stress was giving her a helluva migraine. Maybe she should skip out on this whole thing? It<strong>was</strong>a bit much, after all.<br/><br/>Suddenly, there was a hologram, one that locked eyes with everyone, promptly outed Dare Devil's real damned name and then proceeded to say some shit that she found she cared not one whit about. Okay, maybe a little whit. Women being harmed with no proof that they had been? Drugs which could flood the streets, get used by kids? Okay, a bigger whit than she thought. Still, staying was not on her to-do list.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"...Thus I have determined this is a situation to be looked into, and this new team of Secret Avengers be the one to investigate."</span><br/><br/><em>blink blink</em><br/><br/>Immediately, there were words on offer starting with the slim, almost doll looking one.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"What did you have planned in case we decide we don't want to take part? Is there a backup plan if we decide to wander off?"</span>Oh yeah, could not argue that especially since that happened to be Alisa's immediate plan. With a bit of concentration, she allowed her form to disappate though she did stick around to hear the rest of it.<br/><br/>Dare Devil came next, his voice a low purr of sound, the New York accent very clear, his words concise.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"First, you know it's bad form to address a masked hero by their real name, do you? Registration or not. Second, what she said. Third, though, I'm in if it means keeping this drug out of my turf's schoolyards, but I need more details on the drugs, and on their organization."</span>Ah, see? She knew he'd been outed! Still, she nodded slightly, agreeing with his assessment completely. If she decided to join up, she'd need to know the way everyone thought, right?<br/><br/>She just was not sure she was going to do so.<br/><br/>Mister Officer with the fine ass summed it up nicely:<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">“Sorry to interrupt.” </span>Yep, that was it in a nutshell. She felt that down to her marrow.  She was not heroic. She was a spy, an information gatherer, hell she could have been the perfect assassin! This? Fuck, what was she gonna do with this? What would Scott have said? Jean? Hell any of them?! Why were they not here to ask? That's right, they skittered the hell off and got killed for their troubles.<br/><br/>Dammit.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"Well I'm in."</span>Alisa nodded to herself. She knew the beauty would not think twice. She was cut out for that heroic stuff.<br/><br/>It was tall, half nude and snarky that decided her.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"Vision...you may want to rethink the name of Secret Avengers. I walk around bare-chested with a six-foot golden trident and blaze with fire...I think we're going to remain secret for all of five minutes after confronting whomever is perpetrating this. Those drugs needed to be removed from the schoolyards and whomever did this to Asp and Mamba will answer to me."</span>Nope, she had to think.<br/><br/>And before she could stop herself, Alisa had phased through the wall, out into the hall only to note the cop and Firestar by the elevator.<em>'Nope.'</em>With a quick motion, she silenced everything about herself, pulled her mental shields firmly in place and took herself down the stairs. She needed a drink, a think, and a good screw...in that order...or maybe a different one.<br/>