alivingweapon
29 August 2018 @ 09:14 am
[ Dying, while not something she's keen to experience again, is really not all that bad. it's not good, mind you. It's just... it's nothing. It's a whole lot of nothing. What has Gamora mostly annoyed is that she's got no idea where she is, and even less of a clue as to why she stuck her neck out like that and let herself get killed all for the sake of one expendable idiot.

Serves her right, probably. Going soft.

She doesn't feel like spending any more time in the stuffy funeral home than she has to, so after a quick search of the building, which doesn't reveal much of interest, she switches on the video feed on her tablet and directs the camera to her surroundings. ]


Anybody know where I am?

[ She walks herself through the large viewing area, and briefly sticks the camera into both the office and the lobby. ]

Because I have no idea.

[ For the sake of thoroughness, she does a quick once over of the morgue area, too. Just in case that's what triggers someone's recollection. ]