Taylor stands in the middle of the runway, her wings spread out behind her like white flags. She looks through the eyes of her masks and notices the plane in the distance. Of course, it is not as close as it seems to her, for her eyesight is better than the average human's. She looks to her left and right and notices the SHIELD agents standing next to her. She sighs and tucks a strand of blond hair behind her ear. She blinks slowly, looking up at the plane again. Judging from the distance, they still looked to be a good ways away possibly. But her eyes have fooled her before. She draws her bow and begins to polish the blue rim.