The Mercenary Grind

[weapons_mistress]

"Adri, I have a new list of prospective jobs," Millicent called to her best friend, who was currently in the kitchen. "Do you want me to read through them?"

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[weapons_mistress]

"Shit," Millicent heard Agent Rossel mutter. The Holocaust was an easy means of slandering Hydra, but discussing Germany's modern state with an old-school German imperialist. This was taking a bad turn.

[ze_leaper]

Adrienne was worried now, more so than before. There was precious little she or Millicent could do against the arctic-powered German.

"Politics are complicated," she tried, cautiously. "But that does not change what Strucker has become. Or that under people like them," and she gestured to the HYDRA agents, "Germany would become just one more conquered land amongst many."

[ngm_foes]

"That's-" The officer began.

"Enough!" The major demanded.

Everyone fell silent as he eyed all of them.

"I will discover the truth for myself. You will all leave me be."

"We can't-!" The officer protested once more, that is until an icicle was flung into his neck, dropping him to the floor. That had the rest of the Hydra soldiers backing off.

[weapons_mistress]

"I apologize, Agent Rossel, but I do not think we are equipped to make him stay," Millicent said quietly to the agent beside her.

"I don't think anyone here is. My superiors won't be happy, but..this could have gone worse."

[ze_leaper]

The major was going out into a world that had advanced rapidly without him. Not the best of circumstances for a powerful individual like that. But something they could live with.

"At least you have some Hydra captives."