[Still. She needs to remain still, not let a jerky movement give her away. This was the hardest she’d worked for even a chance at killing. If it was anyone else, she wouldn’t have bothered, rather - the eight ball wouldn’t have bothered. But, Darcy’s will was strong - just like her personality. It made the memories more potent, the eight ball more aware of what the great Captain America was capable of.]
I - I was attacked. The things with wings attacked me. I grabbed this and got out of the mansion.
[Even with as much effort as is being thrown into this - the story’s not solid. Not by a long shot. Add on top of that the lack of any damage to her physically, and well…
She just needs him close enough to strike. That’s all. Although the closer he gets, the more chance he might have of picking up on the gentle thrum of black veins, far harder to mask than anything else - quietly trying to peek through.]
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I - I was attacked. The things with wings attacked me. I grabbed this and got out of the mansion.
[Even with as much effort as is being thrown into this - the story’s not solid. Not by a long shot. Add on top of that the lack of any damage to her physically, and well…
She just needs him close enough to strike. That’s all. Although the closer he gets, the more chance he might have of picking up on the gentle thrum of black veins, far harder to mask than anything else - quietly trying to peek through.]