A sharp ringing sound from the front suddenly drew your attention to a familiar, short-haired woman entering the shop. Her features were hidden with a reasonably fashionable trench coat and a pair of nondescript sunglasses, but anyone who knew her face wouldn’t normally be fooled by such a casual disguise.
Maria Hill quickly crossed the room in 4 or 5 long strides, before sitting down directly across from you. She seemed to be carrying a briefcase of some sort at her side.
<span class="mu-b">“Huntsman,”</span> she began. <span class="mu-b">“What’s this I hear about you having a Nazi bee?”</span>
You tapped the jar’s lid. <span class="mu-r">“Director Hill, say hello to Dr. Fritz von Meyer. Or…part of him, at least.”</span>
Maria frowned and leaned closer to get a better look at it. The bee was buzzing angrily and bumping around inside the jar now.
Slowly and deliberately, Hill made a show of reaching into her coat pocket and pulling out what looked like a price tag scanner. She pointed it at the jar, pulled the trigger and the device projected a green ray of light.
After moving it up and down the jar a few times, the device beeped and Hill’s frown deepened. For a moment, you were a bit worried that White Rabbit somehow got the wrong bee, or just outright lied to you for some unknown reason. But your worries were quickly vanquished when Hill replaced the scanner and placed her briefcase onto the table. Upon opening it, she revealed a cubical containment unit that was most likely meant to hold the jar until she could get back up to the Helicarrier.
<span class="mu-b">“I’m not going to bother asking how you came across him, or how you trapped him like this, so let’s make it simple.”</span> Hill offered. <span class="mu-b">“What is it that you want for him?”</span>
>Rub your fingers together. ”Money, of course.”>”I want information.” (What do you want to know?)>”I honestly just want this guy off the streets. Call it community service or an appeal to morality, but he sounds like bad news.”>”What are you gonna do with him?”>”Why, I just wanted an excuse to see you. We’re both so busy with work and we can never get a moment alone together these days.”>Write-in.Pastebins:
Character Sheet:
https://pastebin.com/1ZihFYSV Equipment and Gear:
https://pastebin.com/WAhveFAd Contacts:
https://pastebin.com/WdcFXD2s10 Commandments of the Desperados:
https://pastebin.com/Qpr2jVPE Costumes:
https://pastebin.com/5Jie54X2 