Yeah, that'll work.

"You ate a guy´s arm, Mac. Everyone knows you ate part of a super hero." Melissa Gold. Ex wrestler, full time superheroine, Thunderbolt and new warden to the girls' side of The Raft. Try not to piss me off. I've got a bit of a temper and things tend to get a bit messy when I raise my voice.

[helmutzemo-blog]

Here We Go Again

[helmutzemo-blog]

Zemo nodded in agreement, crossing his right ankle over his left knee and lacing his fingers together in his lap. “They have indeed. They’ve lost a few good men in the process.” he remarked, thinking vaguely of Sharon before he glanced around her office. It seemed a little too professional to belong to her. “I was thinking of taking advantage of that situation.” he said, moving his gaze back up to her face. “What do you think?”

[melissaisgold]

Melissa immediately stiffened. She knew that look. Quite well, actually. "Knowing you, taking advantage of the situation could mean any number of things." Considering the trouble Zemo had managed to stir up over the years, she wonder how his plotting and planning would affect both SHIELD and supers in general. Still, she couldn't help but be slightly intrigued. "That would depend on a few things. But first I'm thinking you should elaborate." 

[melissaisgold]

 

[helmutzemo-blog]

Here We Go Again

[helmutzemo-blog]

Zemo breathed a laugh at both her little joke and her tiny smile. He watched her move behind her desk and nodded at her voiced indecision. She was right to think that way about him. He didn’t do much that was just for his pleasure. “My business is my pleasure.” he said in response, moving to sit down in the chair opposite her. “Though I suppose I did miss you.” he added with a small, amused smirk. “I am here today, Melissa, to ask you what you thought about me bringing the team back together.”

[melissaisgold]

There was that familiar charm. And here she had almost completely forgotten about its existence. How foolish. Luckily, this time, she had managed to bite back her smile. "To be honest, I don't think much of it at all," she lied as she sat herself down, crossing her legs and leaning back in her armed leather chair. "Unless, of course, this sudden reignited interest has anything at all to do with that mess back in New York. SHIELD has managed to get themselves buried in quite a bit of trouble, have they not?"  

[helmutzemo-blog]

Here We Go Again

[helmutzemo-blog]

Zemo watched the back of her head as she spoke to him. He couldn’t help the little smirk on his face; he was always early. He didn’t like to be late. People respected you less when you were late. “No, some things don’t.” he agreed as she stood to finally face him, a small, seemingly friendly smile on his face. “Like your appearance, I see.” he said, taking a few steps closer to her. “Still that same colour in your hair.”

[melissaisgold]

"What were you expecting? Blue, perhaps?" As much as she hadn't wanted to relent so quickly, but the corners of her lips ticked up entirely without her permission and casting her gaze to the floor hadn't seemed to help one bit. "I would say that it's nice to see you but, truthfully, I'm not entirely sure of that yet." Making her way behind her desk, she pressed her fingertips against its thick, glass top and leaned forward. "Given how you never just drop in 'cause you've missed me, I take it you're here on business and not pleasure."

[melissaisgold]

 

[helmutzemo-blog]

Here We Go Again

After weeks of trying to track down ex team members, only one proved to be ‘on the map’, so to speak. Melissa Joan Gold, aka Screaming Mimi. A formidable woman, from what Zemo remembered of her. She was a good as place as any to start rebuilding his old team again.

So he set out for The Raft. The second most unbreakable prison in America. He had to make many appointments with many different people; transportation, security personnel, with Melissa herself. He was hoping to surprise her, but people working at prisons had a busy schedule, apparently.

So after he was cleared by security numerous times, he was finally escorted down to the women’s sector of the prison. Women hissed and clawed through their cages at him and the guards, but he wasn’t phased. He had a similar setup in some of his HYDRA bases; minorities that were experimented on and such.

The guards knocked on the door to Melissa’s office and waited for her go ahead to open up the door for him, Zemo walking in as soon as he was announced to her.

[melissaisgold]

The Raft was a nice change of pace from what Melissa had been used to when she joined the staff. Things were consistent, but still fairly unpredictable. There was enough stability that she never really felt as though she was going to lose her footing yet the nature of her surroundings provided enough excitement and stimulation to curb any thrill-seeker. At times, she lamented the fact that she was so disconnected from the rest of the world. Then again, how was that any different to life before the facility? 

Yet, from what she had understood during her early morning conference call with the government suits in charge, her way of life and things as she knew them could very well be compromised in the weeks to come. 

Was it coincidence that Zemo had chosen now to contact her, seemingly out of the blue? Or was this all somehow connected? No matter what the case may be, Melissa hoped that she was truly ready and that this time, her state of slight isolation, had not hindered her abilities. 

"You're early," she said breathily as she heard him enter behind her. Her back was kept to him for a few moments as she looked over the new inmate forms on her desk. "As usual. Some things don't change, I suppose." Finally turning to meet his gaze, she straightened her posture and took in his appearance, how he had changed and how he hadn't and all the details in between. 

[melissaisgold]

 

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[melissaisgold]

Well, that was an interesting call.

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[jollygreenjen]

Dark in the Park

[jollygreenjen]

“It’s nice to meet you, Melissa,” Jen replied with a kind smile.

“Don’t worry about it. I used to represent most of those unstable criminals. It wasn’t…well, it sucked. Mostly because I put a couple of them in jail in the first place.”

[melissaisgold]

Melissa nodded in understanding though she could only imagine what that felt like, to alternate between the two sides. "The purpose of The Raft is to rehabilitate those who are willing. It's stressful but... nice. To watch people make the change, I mean. I imagine my own transition would have gone a lot smoother had programs like this existed then."

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[jollygreenjen]

Dark in the Park

[jollygreenjen]

Jen couldn’t hide her stupid grin as she watched this woman do her best Hulk impression. She nodded in agreement with her gestures.

“Yeah, it’s…it’s pretty much like that.”

Jen tilted her head and tried to catch the woman’s face.

“The Raft? Oh…the…that Raft. Cool,” Jen stopped her train of thought for a second, “So I’m assuming this is like a…shore leave?”

[melissaisgold]

"Yeah, something like that," she said with a nod. "I'm Melissa. I work with Luke Cage. Not sure if that name rings any bells for you." Although her social skills had never exactly been something to envy, even Mel could recognize when she had been away from normal civilization too long. 

"Sorry... I don't get out much. Kind of spend most of my time hanging with the criminals of the superhero population. Not all of them are, you know, stable."

[lulubonanza]

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