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Anomie Corrielus - The Shadow

Anomie’s gaze danced around the other members present, it seemed she recognised every person in one way or another. It was kind of impossible to to forget the web-slinger, considering she was the “it thing” around Manhattan of late. The She-Spider was a common topic of interest with many of the S.H.I.E.L.D agents, often corresponded with the title of “hero” - something she definitely was not, echoing the question in her mind as to why she was here. She’d never met the infamous Spider Woman in person, so she’d never truly formed an opinion but if her tardiness was anything to go by, then Anomie had to truly wonder about this teams ability to work well as a unit.

The Wakandan Prince... scratch that, King sparked her interest slightly more than the Spider. His presence confused her a little, one didn’t have to be an agent to know the state his country was in at the moment - the news channels had been happy to report on it. She had to wonder if it was a great idea, him up and leaving his country to come and join a band of supers who called themselves “heros”. His age had been a debate across the world, whether or not he was ready to take his Father’s place. Anomie couldn’t have cared either way, there were many monarchs in history who had taken over their kingdoms at even younger ages; and he had left a well experienced Regent in his stead before heading to America: The Land of Opportunity... the line was laughable now that she thought about it.

Her eyes connected with those of the Iron Girl to receive a wink, which caused a coy smirk to play on her lips. At least someone in this group had a visible sense of humor... but how could she not, being the estranged daughter of Thomas Starke. She had been all over the press, yet she found herself drawing blanks to useful information on the girl; a fact that made Anomie kick herself as the famed billionaire’s daughter removed her helmet. She really couldn’t deny a pretty face, and this girl was one of the prettiest faces she’d seen all day.

Her attention was drawn to Kev as he spoke, she knew his name and she knew his style. She’d had the pleasure of working with him a while back on a raid. The mission had its slipups and as per usual her fellow agents had whispered about it afterwards. Although, it was a plus that he hadn’t died, but she was yet to find out what he truly thought of her. Her amber irises scanned his looking for a hint of judgement or disgust for a moment before she broke away from him,

“Let’s get this over with... I’ll go first.”
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