[ EVENT: WAKANDAN SPACE PROGRAMME LAUNCH ] [ LOCATION: WAKANDAN EMBASSY ]
Morbid curiosity and scepticism had drawn Quentin to the venue. While he likes a good show-and-tell session as much as the next person, 'prototype' be damned - spare him the need to overly gloat on an achievement that has yet to provide tangible results outside the realm of the conceptualisation and development stages of R&D. Armed with a plethora of probing questions Beck had prepared beforehand for Shuri, the engineer finds his focus waylaid with the abrupt interruption by the antagonistic kid - the brunet has very little interest ( read: none ) in the plights of mutantkind but a smirk twitches into place as the developer amusedly appreciates the youngster’s direct nature--- But the mood drastically shifts as the Dora Milaje's approach sees her solidified in her tracks, sheer blood-curdling panic descending over the crowd as the guard shatters into numerous fragments, steely eyes widening as the sudden gravity of the situation dawns on the man ( this city and its fucking super-freaks ).
@rescue-49 @harlems-hero
