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Wanda Maximoff ([personal profile] minus1twin) wrote in [community profile] sixthiterationlogs 2017-12-08 02:15 pm (UTC)

Wanda didn't appreciate his tone.

It was soft, patient and understanding but Wanda wanted to declare that she could do this herself. She didn't need help. The only flaw with that declaration was that Wanda did need help. The world around her tilted uncomfortably on its side while her vision tunneled into a line. She had drunk that whole bottle and she hadn't had enough food to shrug off the affects of the alcohol.

"I can do it." She was trying to convince herself more than Clint.

She paused and turned towards Clint. Each motion was exaggerated as Wanda took his hands and began to scale down the wall. One foot after the other, until she made it to the windowsill. Her foot slipped on her last step and her leg slipped into the window forcing her to let go of Clint's hand and fall the rest of the way inside. It wasn't a graceful landing but it was safe and the inn was warm.

A second later Wanda stepped out of the way, allowing Clint space to follow without hitting her.

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