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Marcus finished his last call, sighing. They had all been to people he had cared for over the years. One of them was to a former agent, almost his age. They had been close, closer than most other Agents saw fit to be. But, as was all too common in their profession, she was wounded severely and left to spend the rest of her days in a SHIELD-owned recovery home. She was paralyzed from the waist down, and would never leave the place. They had talked for almost two hours, as they hadn't seen each other for years. Maybe Ill visit her, after all this saving the world stuff. It's the least I could do after abandoning her in some nursing home.





After hanging up, he received a message from a SHIELD contact. "Hey, Marcky. We caught wind of a girl with a knack for tampering with electronics. Story is she can interface with them, like, get inside them and whatnot. Figured she'd be a nice addition to your little Band Of Misfits, so we did you a favor and did some digging. ########"


He sighed and tapped the number in, giving this new person a call. Maybe she'd be useful.
 
"Huh?" The redhead gazed at her phone oddly. She didn't give her cell number out to anyone she didn't know (except the government, she kinda had no choice for that), but she didn't recognize the number displayed. Had Kate changed her number again? Shrugging, she answered the call on the fourth ring. "Hello?"
 
Key walk into starks tower as she was finish with all the craziness. But she was still a little confuse with everyone. She walked up to the balcony as there was a nice breeze, she just sat on the concrete and enjoy it.
 
He smiled when he saw the call status changed to answered. Good, he wouldn't have to hunt this one down. She might even cooperate.


"Hello. My name is Marcus Gavin. I'm a SHIELD agent. I'm in charge of a new team of Avengers, and my superiors have informed me of your skills. I would like to offer you a place on the team, at least temporarily. We can discuss the details at Stark Tower, if you're interested. Ask the lobby staff to take you to my room. Hope to see you soon." He said, not giving her any time to reply. He thumbed the end call button, and then sat down to wait.
 
The red haired girl stared blankly at her phone for a long few moments. "... What...?" Was this some kind of prank? What would SHIELD-- Oh. Right... That whole thing with electronics... But why now? Narrowing her eyes slightly, she shoved her phone back in her pocket and began making her way to Stark Tower, easily seen pretty much anywhere in the city. It didn't take her too long to get there, and she hesitated before going in. Taking a deep breath, she finally just sucked it up and ventured inside. "Um, excuse me?" She spoke nervously to a member of the staff. "I'm, uh, here to see a Mr. Marcus Gavin...?" The woman she'd spoken to nodded with a smile and started walking off somewhere, gesturing for the redhead to follow.
 
Crispin dashed over to where he heard the elevator, and expectantly waited for the visitor, practically bouncing. "I hope it's a new person!" He grinned.
 
More new people. Hopefully she fits in with the rest of us nutjobs.


Marcus sighed and put on a suit, planning to give off a professional vibe. He figured conveying some sense of authority would help the new girl fit in, at least by knowing who was in charge. "JARVIS, let her in when she gets here. And anyone else who wants to come in, at this point."
 
The redhead stepped off the elevator and into a hallway somewhere in the tower. The woman that had brought her this far told her that she had some business she needed to attend to elsewhere in the tower and gave her directions to the office of the guy that had called her. She still wasn't entirely convinced this wasn't a prank, but she smiled and nodded, watching as the elevator doors closed behind her. Reaching up a pale hand, she ran her fingers through red locks with a small sigh. "What the hell is going on here...?"
 
"Third door on the right, Miss McFaul." JARVIS' voice calls out, emanating from a speaker implanted in the wall. "Agent Gavin is ready to see you. Please, enter."
 
Nodding slowly, the redhead turns to look down the hallway again. Slowly, cautiously, she makes her way to the indicated door and raises her hand to knock. "Um... Hi...? I'm Leona McFaul... I got a call a little while ago from a Mister Marcus Gavin...?"
 
He heard a voice outside his door, small and soft. Must be the new girl. Glad she made it in one piece.


"Come in, Miss McFaul. We've got some talking to do, and perhaps an introductory drink or two to put down." Marcus called out, lounging lazily in a chair. He realized his poor posture and casual behavior probably did a lot to work against the official outfit he had, but couldn't have been bothered to reconcile the two.
 
Leona opened the door slowly and peered inside before actually stepping across the threshold. She closed the door behind her and walked a little further into the room, watching the man in front of her carefully.
 
"Aaaand bring out the cameras, boys! We got her on this week's episode of "Pranked!"." Marcus said, chuckling quietly at how cautious the girl appeared. It was pleasant, actually. She wasn't forceful or direct like any of the others, something that appealed to him. This was a girl who took the time to think.


He paused a moment for flair, letting her believe for just a moment that maybe this was being filmed.


"Just kidding, Miss McFaul. This isn't a tv show, and, while devilishly handsome, I am not a show host. Take a seat, get comfortable." He said.
 
Leona wasn't sure if she appreciated his sense of humor or wanted to hit him for freaking her out like that. The last thing she wanted was to be tricked on camera. She slowly sat down in the chair offered to her, looking him up and down. She supposed he could be considered fairly attractive, but the redhead wasn't very good at discerning that type of thing. Instead of focusing on his looks, she waited for him to speak. She would see what he had to say...
 
"JARVIS said there was a unauthorized person in the estate" Casper grumbled coming from the elevator from her floor. Casper had just woken up after a making up for 3 nights of no sleep.
 
"Well, Leona. To put it simply.. Earth is in imminent danger. An alien species, the Skrull, have launched an invasion fleet due early tomorrow morning. I was contacted, and informed of your unique skills. If you accept my offer to join the team, you'll most likely be faced with violence and death within the next 24 hours. We're asking a lot of you, I know, Miss McFaul. But we could use the help. We will compensate you well for your work, and you'll be a hero worldwide. Until tomorrow, we'd expect you to stay within Stark Tower, just so we can keep track of you. Deal?" Marcus asked, raising an eyebrow.
 
Leona leaned back in the chair and crossed her arms, considering his words. "... What use would I be to you, exactly?" She asked after a few moments, wanting to know exactly what would be expected of her, should she accept.
 
"That's his job to answer questions like those. I'm just here to provide luxury accommodations and to cause people frustration. I would introduce myself but if you are from Earth you obviously know who I am." Casper said taking a seat at the bar stool that was surrounded by litter from her huge party. ((Sorry if I sound rude. I'm just trying to make my character fit Tony Stark's personality))
 
"Be able to at least defend yourself if threatened. Possibly disable some systems on board a Skrull vessel. Nothing you're incapable of, I imagine." Marcus answered, nodding a little. "And, yes. This is Casper. Her and Evan are my... lieutenants, so to speak. Close friends, both of them."
 
Evan continued to keep to himself. He knew everyone would need their strength for the next coming hours. He made a roast beef sandwich for protein and scarfed down a banana for potassium. He then stretched his muscles, not wanting anything to go wrong. It was serious. This was serious. "If we fail, everything is fucked." he told himself, while pacing the living room.
 
She nodded and looked up at the ceiling contemplatively. After a few minutes of staring at nothing, she looked back at Marcus and shrugged. "Okay, I guess I can try to help you out."
 
He watched her. He knew she was thinking about it, as any rational person would. It was a big decision, after all.


When she finally agreed, he stood up and offered a handshake. "Welcome to the team, then. Get comfortable, stay rested, we've got one helluva day tomorrow."
 
"Your room should be on the 2nd floor along with the others. JARVIS will take care of any of your needs" Casper added.
 
"Don't die. I hate paperwork." Marcus adds with a smirk. "See you around, kid. Now.. I have some things to attend to..."
 
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