aleena

Anyone can interact!! Please do so!! Especially if you haven’t before!!

Part of the teenage Emilia lore series - previous part here

Emilia's first week in the tower was fine, just fine. She didn't talk much, barely at all, when she did it was either smart ass comments to make herself seem less like a target or pure fear.

She locked herself in her room constantly, still not used to being out of a cell, still thinking she needs permission to, refusing to talk to anyone. The team understands that hydra habits are hard to break out of but this? This is fear, distrust, probably a trauma response.

For the first time in a week Emilia left her room, but not in the way you would think. She snuck up to the roof without anyone seeing, just watching the night sky, just thinking, processing. None of this makes sense, she doesn't trust their kindness. She's not used to it.

She watches her legs swing off the edge of the building. Finding joy in small things for the first time

Anyone can interact!! Please do so!! Especially if you haven’t before!!

Part of the teenage Emilia lore series - previous part here

Emilia's first week in the tower was fine, just fine. She didn't talk much, barely at all, when she did it was either smart ass comments to make herself seem less like a target or pure fear.

She locked herself in her room constantly, still not used to being out of a cell, still thinking she needs permission to, refusing to talk to anyone. The team understands that hydra habits are hard to break out of but this? This is fear, distrust, probably a trauma response.

For the first time in a week Emilia left her room, but not in the way you would think. She snuck up to the roof without anyone seeing, just watching the night sky, just thinking, processing. None of this makes sense, she doesn't trust their kindness. She's not used to it.

She watches her legs swing off the edge of the building. Finding joy in small things for the first time

Anyone can interact!! Please do so!! Especially if you haven’t before!!

Part of the teenage Emilia lore series - previous part here

Emilia's first week in the tower was fine, just fine. She didn't talk much, barely at all, when she did it was either smart ass comments to make herself seem less like a target or pure fear.

She locked herself in her room constantly, still not used to being out of a cell, still thinking she needs permission to, refusing to talk to anyone. The team understands that hydra habits are hard to break out of but this? This is fear, distrust, probably a trauma response.

For the first time in a week Emilia left her room, but not in the way you would think. She snuck up to the roof without anyone seeing, just watching the night sky, just thinking, processing. None of this makes sense, she doesn't trust their kindness. She's not used to it.

She watches her legs swing off the edge of the building. Finding joy in small things for the first time

(even if we’ve never interacted before !!)

It was a hot day, considering it was one of the last days of May and she could feel the humidity of New York. She stood on the outside of a clothing store, looking at the fountain in the heart of the mall. Aleena was usually the type to prefer staying in to going out and shopping, but there’s no problem getting out of her comfort zone— even if it had been one of the more popular days.

Aleena likes to people-watch and wonder about the crowds of people that walked past who she’d probably never see again. She had a earbud hanging out of her ear as she sat on a bench, staring at each person that strut past.

She wasn’t the type who splurged on stuff, it was only when she was with her friends but this time was more of a browsing day so she didn’t have an armful of bags from various stores. The only thing she had was her bag that was with her everywhere and a cup of coffee that tasted sweeter than she liked it. Aleena wasn’t overstimulated by any means yet she wasn’t really planning on shopping anywhere else. In the middle of her planning and sipping her overpriced and sweet coffee, she could make out a person she recognized and paused for a moment. She wasn’t sure whether to glance away or to get up and greet them, before any choice was made they made their way to her.

(even if we’ve never interacted before !!)

It was a hot day, considering it was one of the last days of May and she could feel the humidity of New York. She stood on the outside of a clothing store, looking at the fountain in the heart of the mall. Aleena was usually the type to prefer staying in to going out and shopping, but there’s no problem getting out of her comfort zone— even if it had been one of the more popular days.

Aleena likes to people-watch and wonder about the crowds of people that walked past who she’d probably never see again. She had a earbud hanging out of her ear as she sat on a bench, staring at each person that strut past.

She wasn’t the type who splurged on stuff, it was only when she was with her friends but this time was more of a browsing day so she didn’t have an armful of bags from various stores. The only thing she had was her bag that was with her everywhere and a cup of coffee that tasted sweeter than she liked it. Aleena wasn’t overstimulated by any means yet she wasn’t really planning on shopping anywhere else. In the middle of her planning and sipping her overpriced and sweet coffee, she could make out a person she recognized and paused for a moment. She wasn’t sure whether to glance away or to get up and greet them, before any choice was made they made their way to her.