A girl and a black dog materialize in the middle of the street, heralded only by sparks of light. The dog is disoriented, the girl more so; it's been a long time since she's traveled by portal, and it's not to a place she's ever been to before, so she's not sure if her attempt has even worked. That, and she'd already failed several times, each landing the pair of them in a different part of the Ironwoods, though progressively further away from her initial location.
There's a screech and the furious honking of a car. Her eyes open and she stumbles back, though she lunges forward a moment later to put her arms around the dog, catching him before he launches himself at the car. The driver is swearing, yelling at them, and she's considering turning him into a squirrel or something just as small if not for the dog's incessant barking. Above anything else, she'd hate to be noticed. Even if she's already glamoured herself to hide the ugly parts of her, it feels like the people around her are staring at her.
There are so many people.
"Sorry, so sorry!" Hel mumbles, backing into the sidewalk, where there are more people. Inside the buildings, walking along the streets. Damn it, maybe they should go back. But how? They're clearly out of the woods now, and she's not even sure she knows the way back. Not when the shop sign in front of her is exactly as she remembers from that picture: The Meatball.
She pulls out her phone to double check. Yeah, they're in the right place. Garmr starts to whine, also caught off-guard by their unfamiliar surroundings, and she sits down on the pavement next to him. Still feeling that people are staring, she pulls up her hood in a futile effort to hide her face, then texts Bucky:
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There's a screech and the furious honking of a car. Her eyes open and she stumbles back, though she lunges forward a moment later to put her arms around the dog, catching him before he launches himself at the car. The driver is swearing, yelling at them, and she's considering turning him into a squirrel or something just as small if not for the dog's incessant barking. Above anything else, she'd hate to be noticed. Even if she's already glamoured herself to hide the ugly parts of her, it feels like the people around her are staring at her.
There are so many people.
"Sorry, so sorry!" Hel mumbles, backing into the sidewalk, where there are more people. Inside the buildings, walking along the streets. Damn it, maybe they should go back. But how? They're clearly out of the woods now, and she's not even sure she knows the way back. Not when the shop sign in front of her is exactly as she remembers from that picture: The Meatball.
She pulls out her phone to double check. Yeah, they're in the right place. Garmr starts to whine, also caught off-guard by their unfamiliar surroundings, and she sits down on the pavement next to him. Still feeling that people are staring, she pulls up her hood in a futile effort to hide her face, then texts Bucky:
Don't be mad. I think we're a day early.