P i p e r Young
xxxdelicate in every way but one (the swordplay)
xxxgod knows we like archaic kinds of fun (the old way)
xxxchance is the only game I play with, baby
xxxwe let our battles choose us
xxx
With every new meeting, Piper was reminded why working with the heroes would likely be a catastrophe. Too many people in both groups were argumentative, childish, and seemed to value their sense of pride above self-preservation. It was stupid, the way they couldnât see the bigger picture. Still, she supposed that the heroes who seemed to be calling the shots (or were at least respected enough to sway opinions) were willing to work with them, and it didnât take much convincing to get Icarus and herself on board, which meant that Red Witch was following, if only because the two of them could convince her of the merits of working with the heroes to address a more-present threat. Still, it went steadily better. Didnât give her much faith in everyoneâs ability to work together, though.
Initially, Piper didnât know what to think about being paired up with Gemini. Clearly, the heroes didnât trust her (not that she blamed them), and they wanted everyone without strong offensive powers to be paired with someone who was more of a fighter (again, a good idea), but she honestly would have rather been paired with someone less⊠showy. Piper liked to keep her work deep undercover, and she was a little worried that the fire and water would make it hard to stick to the shadows. After all, Gemini wasnât known to be particularly stealthy. Really, most of the tougher heroes werenât, and Piper supposed she understood it. Heroics werenât about getting in and out quickly, they were about saving the day and inspiring hope or whatever. It was probably a rush, and the praise was probably even more of a rush. In another life, with different circumstances, she may have enjoyed that kind of life, too. Too bad the city was turning on them, too. How fickle the affections of the public were.
Piper was at the meeting place early; she liked to have any advantage possible, even against an ally, so she stood just out of sight, mask pulled up over her mouth and nose. She understood why she was chosen for this particular mission: they needed to infiltrate a building, find their target, get some information out of him. This was likely going to go much smoother with her there, assuming everything went as planned. She was a little worried that a vital command may not stick, but that was what Gemini was there for. Backup. She wasnât nearly as experienced as⊠Well, anyone else in this new alliance. Some of them had been hitting the streets and doling out their own version of justice longer than Piper had even been able to control her powers, and it was- rightfully- intimidating. You have more than enough ability to hold your own here, she reminded herself, they need you today as much as you need them. The thought was only vaguely comforting. Piper wasnât accustomed to putting herself in potential danger, so she was more than a little nervous. She tried not to let it show, and she hoped the fact that only her eyes were visible in the mask. She hoped her nerves werenât too obvious; she tried to play at being unwavering and consistently tough (as a woman, you have to either have nerves of steel or be insane to make it as a villain), but times like this reminded her how much experience she truly lacked. Three years working mostly behind-the-scenes hadnât prepared her for this sort of thing, but she supposed there wasnât a better time to learn than the present.
She tried not to get lost in her thoughts; she didnât want to be caught by surprise. Still, she found herself drifting back to the loose plan that had been formulated. You just have to remember the plan, she reminded herself, youâll be fine. Youâre not in this alone.
Initially, Piper didnât know what to think about being paired up with Gemini. Clearly, the heroes didnât trust her (not that she blamed them), and they wanted everyone without strong offensive powers to be paired with someone who was more of a fighter (again, a good idea), but she honestly would have rather been paired with someone less⊠showy. Piper liked to keep her work deep undercover, and she was a little worried that the fire and water would make it hard to stick to the shadows. After all, Gemini wasnât known to be particularly stealthy. Really, most of the tougher heroes werenât, and Piper supposed she understood it. Heroics werenât about getting in and out quickly, they were about saving the day and inspiring hope or whatever. It was probably a rush, and the praise was probably even more of a rush. In another life, with different circumstances, she may have enjoyed that kind of life, too. Too bad the city was turning on them, too. How fickle the affections of the public were.
Piper was at the meeting place early; she liked to have any advantage possible, even against an ally, so she stood just out of sight, mask pulled up over her mouth and nose. She understood why she was chosen for this particular mission: they needed to infiltrate a building, find their target, get some information out of him. This was likely going to go much smoother with her there, assuming everything went as planned. She was a little worried that a vital command may not stick, but that was what Gemini was there for. Backup. She wasnât nearly as experienced as⊠Well, anyone else in this new alliance. Some of them had been hitting the streets and doling out their own version of justice longer than Piper had even been able to control her powers, and it was- rightfully- intimidating. You have more than enough ability to hold your own here, she reminded herself, they need you today as much as you need them. The thought was only vaguely comforting. Piper wasnât accustomed to putting herself in potential danger, so she was more than a little nervous. She tried not to let it show, and she hoped the fact that only her eyes were visible in the mask. She hoped her nerves werenât too obvious; she tried to play at being unwavering and consistently tough (as a woman, you have to either have nerves of steel or be insane to make it as a villain), but times like this reminded her how much experience she truly lacked. Three years working mostly behind-the-scenes hadnât prepared her for this sort of thing, but she supposed there wasnât a better time to learn than the present.
She tried not to get lost in her thoughts; she didnât want to be caught by surprise. Still, she found herself drifting back to the loose plan that had been formulated. You just have to remember the plan, she reminded herself, youâll be fine. Youâre not in this alone.