[sharon disregards his apology, mumbling out a "whatever" as she passed him and out the door. her heart is heavy with emotions, but her voice and features is blank. it's odd; the hallways are empty, though she can faintly hear the marching of heavy boots off in the distance.
she doesn't know where she's walking; she just needs to get away from him and that room. she goes passed what she sure is other torture chambers, filled with dead or dying agents, but she doesn't care. sorrow and anger weighs too much on her soul to feel sympathy for torture victims.
there's enough distance between her and steve and she feels safe enough that a small smirk tugs on her lips.]
dumbass. [give sharon carter an oscar.
she hasn't run into any hydra guards, but she knows they're out there. that's why she has to be careful as she enters the hanger to steal a plane.]
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she doesn't know where she's walking; she just needs to get away from him and that room. she goes passed what she sure is other torture chambers, filled with dead or dying agents, but she doesn't care. sorrow and anger weighs too much on her soul to feel sympathy for torture victims.
there's enough distance between her and steve and she feels safe enough that a small smirk tugs on her lips.]
dumbass. [give sharon carter an oscar.
she hasn't run into any hydra guards, but she knows they're out there. that's why she has to be careful as she enters the hanger to steal a plane.]