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Hazel V. Barnes
@twistandturnz.bsky.social
Subject A4114. Created by HYDRA with Winter Soldier DNA. Sister to MANY!! Former HYDRA operative. ~FC: Anya Taylor Joy~ 🩸Muse is 18!🩸 Writer is 29+ MDNI layout by @/aspiderfetus
"oh shit...am I... I'm flying?!" "I'm flying! Oh shit!" "Shit! How do you control this?!"
Hazel was back in her apartment, no clue how she got there. Her hands, arms, clothes, face, they were all covered in blood. It was sticky and mostly dry now, but it wasn't hers. She has no idea whose it is, and rushed to her kitchen sink. Scrubbing it off as quickly as she can.
Hazel has chosen to go into 'work' today, and on an eventful day. Some of the wealthy are throwing a large party on a yacht. Bombs have already been placed on the boat. Her boss wants Hazel on the ship with a remote to blow it up and take everyone with it, knowing she'd survive. "Shit..."
Hazel destroyed her radio. It was annoying her, and yes she knows how to turn it off. And how to unplug it. Destroying it was more satisfying.
Hazel hugs her coat to her body, she's been walking for hours. She does care that it's cold or that her shoes are soaked from the snow. She thought the fresh air would help. So far...no luck.
"ugh, snow. I hate the fucking cold. I'm staying in bed!" By bed, she means on her cold floor. Because she still has not decided on furniture choices for her new place.
"same goes for you. Anyone fucks with you, they get to deal with the fun side of my blade."
" @twistandturnz.bsky.social is my little sister she may not bw blood or has my moms as her parents but I protected her when she stuck into my club at 17 and has acted like an older sibling ever since fuck with her fuck me protect her with all cost"
"I tried to get my hair back to brown, but every strand of hair has been replaced with thin, silver wires. So the dye didn't take."
Hazel is looking at a furniture catalog, her apartment is still empty. She wants to furnish it but she's worried about what to get. She's has a mini fridge & some tables circled. It's the seats & bed she can't decide on. Her head is too spikey, she doesn't know what to pick.
"I still can't get the marshmallows out of my spikes. I even tried tongs." "Help!"
"Okay, whose bright idea was it to put marshmallows on the spikes behind my head?!" "I can't reach them all to get them off!!"
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"Gotham doesn't have a decent park that my employer hasn't attacked." "Not to mention all the smog everywhere, there's barely any good nature places here." "I just want to nap in a tree. Is that too much to ask for?"
Hazel is on her building's roof, sitting on the ledge. Watching the people down below in silence. She can't sleep tonight.
"Ready to comply." -Daughter of Winter Soldier -Mother Unknown -Sister to MANY!!!! -Made & raised by HYDRA -Loyal HYDRA experiment -NO SHIPS -NO LEWD -Dark themes likely.
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"my hands are annoying me. And I can't even chop them off!"
"how long do second degree burns take to heal?" "I've never been burned before, so I wouldn't know."
"was no one going to tell me I've been walking around with a pillow on my spikes?!" "How long has this fucking thing been there?!" She is now struggling to remove it from the spikes on her head.
Hazel is trying again to get her flames to work. She managed to form a ball, but something odd happened. Her own flames burned her, which has never happened before. "Shit!" She holds her hand in pain, looking over the burned flesh. "What the hell?!"
Hazel woke up with a pillow stuck to the spikes on her head. No, she has not noticed yet.
"they've been shut down several times, but that won't stop them. Even the Avengers tried, they're not the kind you can stop. They're the kind to avoid. They did this and more to me, and I doubt it's over." "It's never over."
"and that place isnt shut down yet? Are they the ones who did this to you do I need to you unalive them?" a protective brother figure activated
"a terrorist organization, that specializes in biological and technical science. Nothing good, absolutely nothing."
"whats a Hydra?"
"and can someone explain the Ball Drop to me? Who decided that the best way to celebrate the New Year was by dropping a ball?!" "How did that even happen?"
"ugh, more holiday bullshit." "Kinda glad I moved to Gotham before the New Year. Now I don't have to worry about the Ball Drop traffic."
Hazel would scoot away, too worried her spikes will hurt him. "I...don't think so. There's no way to fix it, HYDRA saw to that. I just...I need to figure it out."
Elijah sat down with her taking her hand trying to keep her calm "anything I can do to help?"
"when does existence become optional?" "Can existence be optional?" "Just curious."