“You SHIELD Agents. Always popping up where you don’t belong.”, Came a deep, low English accent from behind her. He’d approached silently, taking her off guard with his ability’s. His enhanced eyes and senses studied the noticably attractive woman closely from behind a pair of sunglasses. The moonlight washed over the both of them, bringing with it illumination. “Unless you’re carrying silver, garlic, stakes and holy water... you’d be better off going back to that helicarrier of yours for the evening. Creatures worse than you’re used to roam this city by night.”
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