Welcome to the new age

The Name is Brand. When I came through the rift Strange had opened to my dimension in the Multiverse I have no idea I was coming back to the fucking stone age.

[thechainsawdemon]

what the hell || Brand

Everything was getting confusing, she didn’t know why she was thinking that maybe she could actually do some good for once in her life.  And not just be a killer for hire. After that first meeting, she had not heard anything from anyone and the small little ‘hope’, in her had died down slightly.  Ignoring that now, she just walked through the little crowds that seemed to always gather at intersections.

Making a face at some of the looks she got, what had they not seen a tattoo clad girl with a piercing through her nose.  Grumbling a bit she turned down an alley to get away from prying eyes, before she came upon a less crowded area and it put her mind to ease slightly.  Not only so she could calm down her own thoughts, but to do it without being looked at like she was some alien.

Raine looked down for a second and jolted right back up as she ran into the back of someone.  Of course she wasn’t going to admit that she ran into the back of someone else.  She would demand why they had stopped moving. 

"Whats the big idea?" She said in a annoyed tone, raising an eyebrow at the person infront of her.

[agentabigailbrand]

The hard jolt almost took Abigail by surprised enough that she feel...almost. She managed to correct her balance and take a deep breath to keep from turning and shotting the idiot that ran into her. When she was sure she wouldn't pull her gun, Abigail turned with a tight lipped smile, eyes burning at the girl. She knew the expression was terrifying. She had turned the look on thousands of her soldiers in SWORD. " I think the big deal is that you need to learn to watch where you are going." She did not yell but her words were very clear. Abigail fought to relax and let irritation bleed out. the girl looked young and pissed out. Abigail knew what that was like.

[agentabigailbrand]

Casual stalking?err... { Brand & Jenna}

Abigail looked the woman over as she approached her. She'd spent the last few days trying to figure out how to talk to her. Fury had marked her as a person of interest so he had assigned Abigail to follow her, keep an eye out for anything that could mean she was bad news. Abigail did not mind assignments like this. All she had to do was hang out and maybe make a friend if the woman was cool.At worst, she reported back that the lazy was crazy and evil ad they took her out. easy peasy. Just as the woman was being handed the beverage she'd ordered from a street vendor Abigail purposely bumped into her lightly. " Oh! I'm sorry. I did not mean to do that."

[azraelreborn-deactivated2014012]

Demon Technology || AbigailBrand&Azrael

[azraelreborn-deactivated2014012]

Azrael’s eyes opened slowly, realizing that he was being talked to.  His focused sharpened as the taste of the chocolate dulled.  He looked up to find a rather striking woman standing not far from him, concentrated on him.  It was strange, that was his first thought.  He turned and looked over his shoulder to make sure she wasn’t speaking to someone else.  It was his experience that most people kept to themselves.

He looked down at the table in front of him.  What did he need help with?  Consuming the chocolate morsels?  He glanced up at her quickly, a look of slight bewilderment.  No.  He could manage that on his own…and he didn’t need any help.

"I… uhm."  His brows scrunched together, scrutinizing the contents he had left of his plunder.  His eyes darted from chocolate bar to chocolate bar and everything in between that was left.  He could pick something out for her to have, but he deemed that practice would be marked as greedy.  "You… uh…"  He looked up, eyes wide.  "Sure.  Take your pick."  He finally conceded, giving up the goods.  "I’ve never had anyone offer to help consume the chocolate I purchased…. But as they say, there’s a first time for something, right?"  He smiled, trying to be amiable while concealing his slight contempt of having to share his pleasures.  The matter was all made even more comical by his slight misuse of the cliche phrase.

[agentabigailbrand]

For a moment all Abigail could do was stand there with her mouth slightly parted, Her green eyes blinking. He thought she wanted his ...chocolate/ the humor of that hit her in the middle of the chest and a genuine giggle erupted from her lips. She had met a lot of people since coming to this place but this man was by far the most interesting. "No no, thats ok..i..I don't want your...I meant I could help you with the device." She tapped the table beside it gently, her eyes bright with amusement. Abigail sat down beside him, leaning on the table a bit." If you want help with it, that is."

[agentabigailbrand]

What are some things you really miss from your universe?

Hank. I miss my husband.Why that would be any concern of yours I do not know.

[colonel-nicholas-fury]

Necessary Adjustments @ Abigail Brand

[colonel-nicholas-fury]

Fury’s head pivoted, looking back at Abigail. As cold as his expression was, his tone allowed the smallest sense of compassion to come through.

"Well, if I were you, I’d learn to suck it up. I don’t like accepting help either, but somethings you can’t handle alone. That’s why I am a Director, not a Dictator."

—-

It took several hours and a few phone calls before Nicholas seemed satisfied to leave the city. His responses to her questions had been to the point and short - he was going to take her to where he had been hiding for close to a year, that it was the sort of information so classified it wasn’t even kept in the Archives. Eventually, Fury picked up a vehicle from an impound lot just outside of New York City, explaining to Abigail she did not need to worry about her old employer. He would ensure an undercover Agent would be taking her place, as well as funding much of the store’s costs for a month. The easiest way to avoid leaving a paper trail was paying people off, in his experience.

They had been driving for hours, having just crossed some state lines and into Delaware.

"If you plan on ever helping SHIELD reach the point of creating our own version of SWORD and its constituents, you’re going to need to trust me unconditionally. You know that, correct?"

[agentabigailbrand]

The long drive had given Abigail plenty of time to get her thoughts in order. She felt more at peace now than she had since coming to this place. When fury had called and tied things up with her job Abigail had not argued. She didn't belong there,s he knew that. SWORD had been her life and no matter how hard she had tried to make herself into something new, she was born for that sort of life. His voice brought her out if her thoughts. "trust you?" She had to think over the words carefully. She had trusted Nick with her life, with her husband's life..but that had been a different world...still.... "I trusted you in one universe director, i dont see why I could not in this one too."

[colonel-nicholas-fury]

Necessary Adjustments @ Abigail Brand

[colonel-nicholas-fury]

Fury’s eye watched her face, having half-expected her to lie. Abigail couldn’t even look at him face to face when she spoke, a long ways away from the SWORD Director he had heard of. He took the change from her, staring her down in thought.

"Content? Is that your life’s goal now, content?" Nicholas scooped the cookie up, shaking his head from side to side.

"You can choose your own path as you wish, Ms. Brand. Just make sure it’s what you really want. Be completely certain that you are okay with abandoning the path your Director died for - the path that made you worth saving, of everyone he could have chosen.

Whatever you do… Do not lie to yourself, most of all.” Fury scooped up the cookie and started to walk away from the register, turning to give her a meaningful look.

[agentabigailbrand]

It felt like Abigail's throat was closing up as fury walked away from her. He was barely out the door before her tugged her apron off and followed after him. " Hey Fred! I have an emergency at home and i have to go! cover for me, ok?" Her manager opened his mouth to argue but she was already out the door, catching up with Nick."you're right. you're...goddamn you are right." She placed a hand on his arm to stop him, locking her gaze with his. " Everything I've every loved or enjoyed is gone. And I don't know where to go from here. But...I don't think this is it." She gestures behind her at the store. " I'm really bad at taking help Nick. I'm sorry."

[azraelreborn-deactivated2014012]

Demon Technology || AbigailBrand&Azrael

He munched on the chocolate bar he had just bought.  Actually it was one of many.  If the wrapper had the word chocolate on it, he had purchased it.  He needed the comfort from the sweet delicacies as he was trying to figure out the infernal device someone had aptly named a tablet.  He tapped at the screen haphazardly.  

The outpost he had been stationed with had been disbanded.  Seemingly parts of SHIELD was falling into disarray.  Since he “wasn’t on the books” they basically sent him on his way without much.  The friends he had managed to make told him to look them up on Facebook.  And that was what he was trying to do…. And ultimately failing at the task miserably.

He slid the machine away from him, across the table he hat sat himself at.  He had stopped to purchase his chocolate fix and decided to sit at the tables they offered after he spied the “Free WiFi” sign.  He remembered that was a good thing.  Free WiFi was the best thing since canned cheese, apparently.  Though he didn’t understand the marvels of that, either.  Why would one specifically want to ingest cheese that came from a can?  Or why did that make it the best thing in the world before the invention of free WiFi.

His eyebrows scrunched in his confusion of thought process, but then smoothed over as he bit into a chocolate covered strawberry.

Sounds of pleasure escaped him as he slurped at the delectable morsel he had discovered.  Chocolate made everything better, he thought.  Other foods, and moods especially.

[agentabigailbrand]

Abigail didn't know how long she'd been watching the man sitting a few tables away from where she was cleaning. She recognized him vaguely, He'd been in the grocery store before. He seemed to be having trouble with his tablet. Abigail had seen the device before. they were primitive to her, far behind the technology she was used to. It had taken her over a month just to get used to how far behind this universe was compared to hers. Maybe that was why the man kept getting her attention. She knew what it was like to be as confused and bewildered as he looked. She walked over to him hesitantly, setting the broom in her hand against an empty table. " Hey...do you...I couldn't help you, it you want..."

[colonel-nicholas-fury]

Necessary Adjustments @ Abigail Brand

Nicholas’ thoughts had drifted these past few weeks, especially as things escalated faster and faster. He had a few aces up his sleeves, but there was a large gap between a few tricks and a literal army, which was what he had to face. But it didn’t stop him from remembering Abigail Brand - a woman he had never met before having to fake his own death, but seemed a better example of SHIELD than himself.

Her pedigree, her resume, and her reputation were incredible. In the other universe, she had been one of the most important people in SHIELD’s history for a reason, having been more than vital to SWORD. What had made it so much more jarring was the inevitable doom that had befallen her ‘verse. Having to kill your husband to save him a horrific death and have the closest thing to a boss or leader-figure sacrifice himself, in part to save you… That was something most people didn’t bounce back from. Even with a new lease on life, it was just too much to handle.

But Abigail Brand was not most people.

He waited, tapping his left boot up and down as the woman in front of him finally walked away. As Nicholas stepped forward, he saw Abigail’s expression change immediately, especially once he set his single cookie next to her register. He did his best to keep a straight face, but cracked a small smile at her Earth Fare name tag.

"My original offer is still open, Ms. Brand… Unless you want to explain to me exactly what the best way is for a man to go organic?"

[agentabigailbrand]

Her eyes fell over his face and she instantly became guarded, a dagger in her heart at the familiar features. He looked exactly like the man she had fought beside, just like the man she had come to respect and look up to...but he wasn't. Her friend had died for her and all of the things they had gone through together no longer mattered. She did not look at the director, unable to. Abigail picked up the cookie and scanned it. "Director, I told you my answer. I am happy here. My life is finally peaceful. I can not work for you." She smiled in an effort to brighten up her face." I appreciate what you have done for me Sir, but I am content." She bagged the cookie and handed it to him. " Your total will be one dollar and twenty-three cents."

[forgottenweapons-deactivated201]

Who Does Your Hair? || Abigail&Rylee

[forgottenweapons-deactivated201]

"Ah," she confirmed.  "Seems like we have something in common, then."  She understood hesitation, so the delayed shake didn’t bother her.  She had a feeling this Abigail was as scrutinizing as she was.  She was trained.  She had a weapon.  Maybe she had been running from somewhere, too.  Rylee turned then and started up their walk again.

"Alley ways don’t scare me much." She shrugged slightly.  "Actually, they don’t scare me at all."  The things that scared her were the nightmares… the ghosts of the people she had killed that were ever present behind her eyelids.  "I can take care of myself.  Pretty package and all that," she huffed a bit of laughter after that.

"But it looks like they don’t bother you, either."  She stopped again, turning toward Abigail.  There was a glint of excitement in her eyes and the slightest of smiles on her lips.  "Speaking of… What kind of gun is that?”  She jerked her chin at the direction of Abigail’s person where she had seen her pocket it. 

Watch it, Rylee, she thought… Curiosity killed the cat…

[agentabigailbrand]

Abigail couldn't hide the small smile that formed on her lips at Ryee's confidence in herself. The woman had spunk and she liked that in others.Abigail could tell the woman wasn't a normal citizen. Normal citizen's were all Abigail dealt with in her new life and Rylee just wasn't like them.Maybe military, perhaps SHIELD. She was something though.

"I can take care of myself, as I'm sure you can too." She brushed her hair off her shoulders. Her gun wasn't of this world and she knew the danger in someone seeing it. Abigail looked the woman over, analyzing what she should tell her.

"I'd say it's just a prop to scare people but you'd know better, wouldn't you?" She smiled then pulled the gun out of it's holster. Her DNA triggered it so it would be useless in Rylee's hands. She offered it to the woman to look at. " It's called a XenyKscope. I can't explain anything about it, I'm afraid."

[agentabigailbrand]

God my feet hurt

[forgottenweapons-deactivated201]

Who Does Your Hair? || Abigail&Rylee

[forgottenweapons-deactivated201]

Rylee’s smile bloomed in full when the woman told her she didn’t bite.  It was funny because on occasion, when threatened enough, Rylee would  bite.  She nodded, huffing a small laugh as she slowly slipped her hands into her coat pockets.  She stepped off the signaling coke can and walked over to the stranger.  Up close her features were even more alluring.  She could tell without a doubt now that her hair was naturally green, as was the hue of her lips.

"I don’t either," she ventured when she was beside her.  They walked in sync out of the alleyway.  Rylee was careful to scan the ground this time, aptly maneuvering her footfalls so that she caused no sound.  She marveled slightly at her unintended companion’s grace.  It looked like something that hadn’t been practiced, but was her pure nature.  Like the fabled cat, her curiosity grew.

Once they stepped into the pool of light cast be a street lamp, Rylee turned to the woman.  ”So it seems I’m not the only one in this city that can’t seem to find sleep.”  Rylee had a good intuition.  And if this woman was in fact an agent from X headquarters, she would be greatly surprised.  So she did something she hardly ever did.  She tried to make a connection.

"I’m Rylee, by the way.  Rylee Briggs."  She stopped on the sidewalk and offered an open hand for a genial shake.

[agentabigailbrand]

Abigail didn't know what she was doing really. It wasn't like her to talk to those she did not know. Perhaps it was because she was bored, or maybe the loneliness had finally gotten to her. She didn't have any friends. there wasn't another soul alive that knew her story.

"I..don't sleep well at night. Too many demons to keep me up." She smiled softly. walking without a purpose.There was still a lot of the night to be had and she had nothing that she planned on doing with it.She stopped when the other stopped, staring art her hand.

Just when it looked as if the Rylee would give up, Abigail found herself reaching out and taking the hand that was offered. She smiled, her eyes apologizing for the delay."Abigail. Abigail Brand.I'm just not used to strangers. I'm sorry.I'm a loner most of the time." She tried her best to sound welcoming."Do you normally hang out in creepy alley ways?"

[agentabigailbrand]

Sighs.

Maybe I should drop this character. I've tried to colab with several people with no luck and everyone that starts anything with me drops it after just a few back and forth posts.No one even answers my messages from this account but blows up Carlos and Tom instead. I feel like I'm being forced into only playing men and it's lame.{ I don't think its the groups fault}.

I guess I'll think on it and decided tonight.Input is appreciated because I will not drop a character suddenly without letting people know I'm thinking about it.

[agentabigailbrand]

[forgottenweapons-deactivated201]

Who Does Your Hair? || Abigail&Rylee

[forgottenweapons-deactivated201]

Rylee’s surprised expression quickly melted into one of apathy.  No emotion betraying her inner thoughts.  The first and foremost was anger: anger at herself for being so stupid to not even notice the can, and to suspect the green haired woman to be unarmed.

Rylee’s eyes slid over the weapon the stranger brandished.  It was unfamiliar to her, a model she had never encountered in her training or field work alike.  That made the woman even more different.  A gunshot wound would hurt, but it wouldn’t kill her.  

If the woman’s gun housed adamantium tipped bullets… that was a different matter altogether.  Rylee slowly lifted her hands, offering she was not a threat without any visible weapons.

"I was captivated by the green of your hair," she ventured.  Upon closer inspection she could see that her brows and lips matched.  And it was convincingly natural.  Which made Rylee peg her as unnatural.

"I’m just out for a stroll, ma’am."  She smiled a bit, cursing her tempting natures.  "It’s a nice night."

[agentabigailbrand]

Something felt off about the woman's response but after a moment Abigail put up her weapon. This wasn't her world and nothing had even happened since she got here. she was probably just stressed and being paranoid.

"I'm sorry. A woman can never be too safe, you know?" She smiled and tried to make herself appear less threatening.She almost told the woman it was her natural color before she remembered where she was.For some reason she didn't see that going over well. Maybe she could just casually throw in the fact she was alien too. It was a real conversation starter.Nick had warned her about this so she had no excuse for being so stupid."I just really like green i guess."

She started to turn from the younger woman but something made her pause." We should...get out of this alley don't you think? Come on, I don't bite."

[helliscomingyourway-deactivated]

Abigail & Hellion | | Earth Fare

[helliscomingyourway-deactivated]

Hellion regarded her curiously and nodded, watching as she sped through the process of bagging his groceries and ringing them up. He smiled reassuringly at her, waiting for his groceries. He paid for his merchandise and went over to collect his groceries.

"Everything is pleasing enough here. I found everything okay," he smiled at her. She was pretty, with her long brown hair and blue eyes. She didn’t seem to belong here in an organic store. She looked like she could be a model, or an actress even.

[agentabigailbrand]

Abby smiled pleasantly, at least pretending to be happy to be there." that's great to hear. They just remodeled so people get lost a lot." Something about the man catch her attention most than most strangers.

"I'm Abigail. It was a pleasure to meet you. I hope to see you in here again." As he walked away he boss called her over, his beady eyes looking her over more than they should have. " We're dead so you don't have to stick around if you don't want."

She didn't need anymore prompting than that. Abigail had her drawer closed out in ten minutes and was walking through the door in twelve. As she hit the street she saw the man she'd rung up." You're still hanging around?" Her voice was pleasant as she grinned.

[agentabigailbrand]

Yes,burnt bits are quite…lovely. *smiles softly* eight months of watching cooking shows and I still can’t bake worth a damn.

[britishscience-deactivated20140]

Ah but watching those things are no good, you gotta just do it yourself and if they burn, turn down the time they cook for.

[agentabigailbrand]

*smiles for him* I guess I'm just not getting the hang of this like I thought I would. I'm Abby.

[helliscomingyourway-deactivated]

Abigail & Hellion | | Earth Fare

Hellion loved days like this. The sun was beaming down. The wind was blowing, traffic was busy as always, but, that was just New York. The streets smelled of sewage, but, hey, what did one expect? If one wasn’t used to tall buildings they were in for a surprise! Skyscrapers and buildings as tall as some of the skyscrapers. Hellion loved New York, He had ever since he was a little kid. He didn’t even mind being a mutant. The only thing he had a problem with was being the only telekinetic around on the face of the planet, and it kind of got annoying every now and then.

Hellion walked into an organic store, his hands shoved in his pockets. He picked out a few tomatoes and some onions and cucumbers and headed over to the counter. He liked the feel the place had. It was warm and welcoming and smelled really nice. He placed his items on the counter and smiled at the brown haired lady that was bagging his items.

[agentabigailbrand]

Abby was tired. She'd been at work for nine hours and still had a half hour left.She did her best to smile and act polite though,to keep her dick boss happy. it was all routine now anyway. This was who she had become in the universe.A normal citizen that worked retail.

She smiled at the man that she was helping. " Did you find everything ok?" As she spoke she bagged his groceries but her mind was on getting out of here and away from this place.