@agentjxreau gets a somewhat plotted starter
running her fingers through her hair, phoenix was quick to weave her way through the streets of washington dc. she didn’t even know if phoenix was her real name, especially considering she had woken up in the hospital in pain, not knowing who or where she was but after being told she had survived a plane crash, but they did have to amputate her leg in the process. they did however decide to name phoenix, phoenix whilst she was out, because, just like the phoenix bird, she too rose from the ashes, or a sorts at least.
it was one of her only days off from her job, a job that she was thankful to because of the doctors at the hospital, they seen she was good with kids and when she was released from the hospital with a prosthetic on her leg, she was given a job as a teachers assistant, she loved her job, she loved helping kids and for some reason, she called them tiny humans, but she also had no idea why she did that or why she felt like she could be, well, better and bigger, but she didn’t know what it was. she had been so caught up in the thoughts in her mind that she didn’t see the blonde woman she had bumped into “Oh, I’m so sorry about that, I was caught up in my own world, are you okay.?”













