[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=CFABB1]Belladonna[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://media.giphy.com/media/6qCNkt9iZmG2Y/giphy.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=CFABB1]Location:[/color][/b] Serval Industries - Ballroom
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Bella had called it from the onset. The party itself was a total bore, filled with big wigs flaunting for each other. She had stayed the course, though. She kept an eye on everyone. Those that noticed her saw a well-dressed young woman and those who even decided to come up to talk to her were quickly dismissed.

Save for one brave soul. He appeared young enough to have very little facial hair but old enough to hold a job. She figured daddy gave him a position on his company right after he graduated and he very few works there but reaps the benefits, such as being invited to parties. He also talked a lot about his own yacht and how big it was (she assumed he was compensating for something). Try as she might, he would not leave her alone.

She thought about ending him then and there and saving the world a headache a few years later, but she heard the alert. It seemed trouble had found them, but not in the form of the party guests. She stopped the man mid-conversation. [color=CFABB1]"Duty calls. Also, women don't care about the size of your yacht."[/color]

She left him and made her way through the room. Since both men were going after Scarlet Witch, she opted for her brother. [color=CFABB1]"I'll go see about Quicksilver then."[/color] She reported over the comms as she made her way to Gardner's office.