[center][h1][color=5a7836]Camden Hayes/Swift[/color][/h1]
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[color=48D1CC]Rain du Toit.[/color][/h1]
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[u]Location:[/u] SHIELD atrium.
[u]Interactions:[/u] rain: everyone; meanwhile: camden is noticing everyone but then causing a scene with rain.
[sub]a daring collab with the oh-so wonderful [@Chicogal][/sub][hr][hr][/center]

Rain stared up at the large building in front of her, mouth slightly agape. It was… big. Very big. Not that buildings in New York were usually small, but they still tended to surprise her. Maybe it wasn’t so much the building itself, but what it represented, she reflected. There was nothing for it but to go ahead and take that first step. She could always run away, if it got really bad, she reminded herself. Not much could stop her if she had a will. Except herself.

She glanced down at her trainers as if they really were stuck on the floor, before sighing and moving forward. She was a stranger here, alone, with no friends or contacts nearby. She was going to have to meet new people, make new connections. Her heart was pounding in her chest with barely restrained nervousness, butterflies fluttering in her stomach. Rain pushed the door to the Atrium open with no small amount of trepidation, a sinking feeling immediately manifesting in her chest. 

Oh.

There were already a couple of people here.

Especially tall, good looking boys, she reflected, as she stared at the room (somewhat cowed). She looked a little bit like a blue-eyed deer in the headlights. Unsure of what to do, she hovered in the middle of space. It truly was an uncomfortable place to be in. She was completely and utterly relieved when she saw the seats with names on, and quickly made her way down to them. She was toward the back, and settled in with a surreptitious, shy glance to the left and right. The agent seemed ready to speak, and so she just smiled at her neighbours before listening.

Eventually, it got around to introductions. Rain hadn’t expected these to be happening so soon, and it caught her off guard a little. She watched and listened as people stood up and introduced themselves. Her heart was pounding in her chest, but she knew that it had to be gotten over and done with. As a girl sat down, she stood up. [color=48D1CC]"I’m Rain Du Toit,"[/color] she introduced herself, voice a lot quieter than most who’d spoken before her. [color=48D1CC]"I… I can, um, run really fast. And that’s it, really…"[/color]

Camden couldn't say he was nervous about this possible start of a new life. He didn't get nervous easily. While he preferred keeping to himself, he wasn't one to shy away from interactions or experiencing something new and exciting. So joining S.H.I.E.L.D. at Sam Wilson’s suggestion just felt right. He had just graduated college, got his masters in psych, so why not try a year out at this, see what he could get up too here before going back to college to get his doctoral degree? Maybe he could make a career here instead, become a possible therapist to heroes in need for that. He was getting ahead of himself, as was the usual for him. He hadn't even properly seen the campus let alone gotten to know his fellow peers he'd be working very closely with. When he first walked in, he gave an enthusiastic wave to Tony Stark on the stage, excited to see the man he had gotten along with so well. Now, he was seated in his assigned seat that was third row, surrounded by his fellow peers in the atrium, and he was friendly by smiling at ones he made eye contact with. He was always friendly, it seemed; almost always smiling with bright eyes and an air of comfort. He had seen firsthand what people could be going through behind closed doors, he wasn't going to be an asshole to anyone and make that possibly worse for someone. Unless they were that much of an asshole but even then, Camden was a very understanding person and rarely batted an eye at a negative attitude being directed his way. It took a lot to get him riled up (or it took just being negative towards someone he cared about, that was when his own attitude shifted in tone).

Considering Camden had a masters in psych, and had firsthand experience in the practice itself, it was hard for him to not eyeball everyone and try to notice something about them that would clue him into something about their personality. He mainly kept his eyes down, though if he did catch the eye of someone, he, of course, wasn’t rude. He lifted his eyes to listen to Maria Hill deliver her little speech, and he looked around the room to see who’d go first in introductions. He would, if no one else made a move, but he could admit he didn’t like the feeling of all eyes on him. However, some blonde that was Loki’s son hopped up first, and Camden was instantly caught as the introductions kicked off. He tried his best to not analyze the people standing up; it took a lot for him to not notice little things, and he tried to look alert while not openly staring at the ones brave enough to stand up first. He didn’t want to possibly make any of them even more nervous.

After a pretty blonde with solar powers, who seemed like she just wanted her introduction to end, went, he glanced around to see who was going next, and saw some young woman standing up a few rows behind him. He, again, tried to not stare, since some people didn't like that, and he wasn't going to add to anyone’s discomfort. However, how the new person looked caught his eye, and he turned his taller frame to get a better look. He squinted slightly at her, noticing the small frame, big blue eyes, long dark hair… it only took about five seconds, and as she said her name, he thought it at the same time. A wave of memories came crashing over him and with his discovery, his heart lurched in shock and joy, beating fiercely inside his chest. No. [i]Way.[/i] He blinked and dumbly, he stared at first with a slow smile spreading across his face as she gave a cute, quiet introduction. Then, he was up on his feet before he had even realized what he was doing. He was about to draw a lot of attention to himself, and indirectly Rain, because he shouted in shock, "[color=5a7836]Rain Drop?![/color]"

Making his way to her was slightly difficult. He wasn’t at the end of his row and so he slipped past a few others, murmuring, "[color=5a7836]sorry, excuse me, my bad,[/color]" as he went, before he was using his long legs he always took advantage of to quickly get to where Rain was. His mind was one track now, set on Rain, and thankfully, she was at the end of her row. Without hesitation, he enveloped her in a hug, picking her up off the floor with ease and [i]spinning[/i] with her in his arms as he gleefully let out another, "[color=5a7836]Rain Drop!![/color]" he put her down immediately after, to put his hands on her shoulders and step back, hazel eyes roaming up and down her body. Rain Drop had certainly grown up since he had last seen her. The thought made his cheeks warm a little as he gave a toothy grin. "[color=5a7836]I can't believe it, holy crap![/color]" he breathed, pulling her against him again because he could, hoped it would be welcomed. He had missed her so much. He had missed her all the years they had been apart, had never knew how to begin finding a way to contact her. He had been heartbroken when she disappeared because her mother up and left with her. But, now she was here, in his arms, and he felt like another part of his life was slotting into place.

Rain had been intending to sit back down again, when there was a sudden shout from the other end of the seats. Only one person had ever called her that. The voice had sounded oddly familiar, but it couldn’t be… She froze for a moment, bright eyes widening at the sight of an extremely familiar lanky figure making his way toward her. [color=48D1CC]“Moose,”[/color] she whispered, rooted to the spot. A smile slowly spread across her lips as he came, and a soft squeal of happiness escaped her when she was twirled around. And she held on [i]tight[/i], because this couldn’t be real, it had to be a dream, and she didn’t ever want to wake up.

Her shoulders were shaking slightly, with shocked laughter and perhaps even a tear in her eye as she, too, leaned back. He’d grown - even taller, broader, more handsome than she remembered. His voice had matured, and there was even the tell-tale signs of stubble on his cheeks that was darker than it was in her memories. [color=48D1CC]“I-It’s you,”[/color] she choked softly into his chest as he pulled her back in, emotion overwhelming her. It had been 5 very long years since they’d been ripped apart. Her fingers scrunched up the back of his shirt. He even smelled the same - grounded and earthy. It just made her want to cry with happiness, regret and shock. What was he even doing here?

Suddenly remembering where they were, she stiffened. Oh, of all places that they had to meet again, here? In front of everyone? It only made her want to cling to him even [i]more.[/i] She cleared her throat, reluctantly leaning away from him (but not letting go). Her gaze quickly darted to the stage, where the various heroes and agents were staring at them (Tony Stark in particular it seemed, for some reason). She avoided their curious looks quickly, looking back up at Cam before inclining her head toward her seat. She didn’t want to let go of him, but they should probably sit down…

The soft squeal Rain had released upon Camden practically attacking her in a hug had made his grin grow even wider; he was sure his cheeks would hurt later. He felt some relief she was just as happy to see him as he was her. For a brief moment, he had thought of the possibility she wouldn't want to see him, for whatever strange reason. Unless her mother got in her head. Which would make no sense, because she was at S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy and they would want to enhance her power, not talk it down and claim it was the most horrid thing on the Earth. He knew her not being happy to see him had been an illogical thought indeed, because hearing her shocked laughter, hearing that soft voice, brought so many memories rushing back to him, so many times his heart had fluttered in joy every time he managed to get laughter out of her, every time she’d smile or laugh in his direction. He almost couldn't believe Rain was right here, looking as happy as he was to see her. It felt unreal. The world is such a small place that worked in strange ways. He felt so many positive emotions beating around inside him, making him feel like he might burst at the seams.

That soft voice practically melted him. His eyes closed briefly when he heard it and he even let out a slight sigh that sounded like relief. Rain was in front of him. Rain was [i]back with him.[/i] It was such a rattling thought and he was sure he wouldn't stop grinning for a long while now. Maybe not ever as long as Rain was right here, holding onto him. He, honestly, had briefly forgotten where they were, all the people in the room. He only had eyes for Rain, just like he had the first time he met her. Feelings that weren't dealt with properly do not change and only surface when the source came about. That was what Camden was suffering through right now. He felt so many things, to the point his eyes grew a little glassy from tears. He licked his lips, clearing his throat some while he blinked back his tears. His throat felt a little tighter and itchy but he had just… missed Rain so very much. He had wondered about her for so long, worried about her for so long. Now here she was, in his arms again, and he felt like he could drop to his knees, hug her around the waist, and beg her to not leave again. Once he was sure his voice wouldn’t come out thick or shaky, he could only say, "[color=5a7836]Yeah, it’s me, Rainy.[/color]"

Though, once he felt her stiffen, that made him aware of their surroundings again. He could feel the eyes on them, and felt nerves crawl up his spine, though he pointedly ignored it. He hadn’t meant to make such a scene, he especially hadn’t meant to put Rain on the spot, and he felt some guilt twist his gut. He really didn’t want to let go of Rain, but this could come off very… unprofessional, he guessed, to the ones on stage, and even their fellow peers. With a hot face, he still couldn’t quite shake his smile as he looked down at Rain, catching her hint when she inclined her head. "[color=5a7836]Sorry to put you on the spot like that. We’ll talk after.[/color]" he told her softly and had to stop himself from kissing her forehead and tucking her hair behind her ear. Old habits died hard, and he had always cared for Rain in such a manner. He gave her one last squeeze before releasing her, stepping away, and giving her a quick wink. Time to draw all attention to himself… hopefully. He didn’t want Rain to feel uncomfortable and while he didn’t like to be in the spotlight, he could deal with it for her. “[color=5a7836]Show’s over, I’m done being a big emotional boob![/color]” he announced, stretching his arms out and grinning around the room. He hoped his face wasn’t too red. He dropped his arms as he continued to look around the room, forcing himself to make eye contact. "[color=5a7836]Name’s Camden Hayes. Cam works. I don’t really have powers, per say. I’m, like, a total rip off of Sam Wilson, in all honesty. I have a set of my own wings, but difference is, my set can shoot out feather-shaped knives that are really… sharp.[/color]" he paused here and shook his head some. "[color=5a7836]Stating the obvious, my bad. I know some hand-to-hand stuff, and… I’m a Cancer, and I like long walks on the beach.[/color]" [i]bad joke, Cam, smooth.[/i] he thought but he plowed on. "[color=5a7836]Guess that’s about it![/color]" he concluded and, after flashing Rain another grin, finally made his way back to his seat, again murmuring apologies before he sat back down in his assigned seat.