Taylor came in attire that seemed of new age design. Likely not to be marketed for months and obviously expensive. It's sleek design fit like a glove yet wasn't the least bit constricting. Events like these called for particular aesthetics so matched them making herself fit for the company she was with. That said socialization and flirting were not the reason she came.
She couldn't say a word about her dress because it was simply to blend in. She could however name almost everyone in the room. She'd gazed upon the list entering and memorized it. She'd also kept an ear open to catch as many names and topics as possible. She was here as a chameleon clicking with various individuals to branch her list of contacts. Future rewards being hands in the pockets of politicians and corporate owners around the globe. As to her reasonings those remained to be seen.
It wasn't long before a wealthy and youthful playboy type requested to buy her a drink. "Apologies but underage and your someone I'd rather know when sober." She provided a card with her email. Odds were the man wouldn't remember this night the card though didn't need remembering. He'd try and contact her and sure enough she'd have programs that began to bleed his inheritance one of many profitable transactions to come.
In an age filled with terrorist insurrection grand assaults and a variety of nefarious individuals Taylor was an unknown. Her activity was little having those actions also being months ago. Despite likely having her own privatized army hidden somewhere she was a nobody. Just that semi familiar face in a crowd. Who she was though was an entirely different story,
Sister to one of the recent members of the MVPs Taylor was the opposite end of Sara. Infinitely capable in the ways Sara for one being adopted the two were surprisingly relatable. Looked alike and were similar yet opposite in a way few besides siblings could be. And with all thanks going to genetic engineering even their DNA seemed very much identical. The deep auburn haired previous visionary had come to examine the new homestead of her sister.
Course that didn't mean offers weren't on the table wasn't much she wasn't willing to do to get what she wanted. And her skill set did make for exceptional undercover styled work.
She was immediately placed under arrest, conclusion the tactical choice. In Taylor's opinion anyone coming into another's home should abandon there weapons simple as that. The group complied and the band of mutants were taken away. She only cared for Rose anyway and she knew the canibal would be fine. Most her traits at the moment were gone but her mind and stamina was not. A segment of her mind was already calculating escape measures as he was led on.
"A chair worthy of my fine ass and a job" the confident young genius remarked. An attempt to break the ice.
A shake of the head knocked bouncy auburn hair over her shoulder as she also took a moment to shift about to find the most comfortable position plausible. "My preference would be to join Shield aiding in seeing this country restored to formal glory. The various inmates I extracted from The Rock would also allow a variety of strong strategic teams." Change was in the air and Taylor genuinely just wanted to play a part.
"Another advantageous approach though I believe would be to unite in secret. You could in simple words move mutant forces into key positions to help guide this nation. Stark is useless, he needs a noose. Together we can insure he hangs." In truth she didn't know if Deadman favored the nation or Stark more. She gambled in favor of the nation however and made the proposal.
A VTOL transport flew towards the S.H.I.E.L.D base the star passenger had wired everything to read as friendly. Admittedly the genius onboard still might not be well received. In the vessel was a squad of mutants most notably the woman known as Decaying Rose. Rose had been an agent for the U.S government for years. The rest of the crew consisted of a forcefield caster, a energy projector, and a telepath. With these four and the genius they could cause collateral damage of grand proportion if needed. That however was not the intention.
The craft landed and those inside were met with security aplenty. Dressed casually and unarmed for the most part they were given time to speak.
"I raided The Rock, this was perhaps criminal of me. Documents and files I possess however showcase that inmates there were in many cases held unconstitutionally and unjustly. You may know me as the true conductor of the League of Shadows, indeed I acted against the POTUS. However in all honestly it was in hope of stopping him before the nation could suffer as it has."
Her collected files and recordings from the attack on the White House, the Pentagon, and The Rock were offered in both a vanilla folder and a portable flash drive.
"I Taylor Oveeya offer my arrest, or allegiance to the Directorate. I strongly hope it to be the later."
(Just throwing shit down see what it spawns. Azra/BloodDiamond hither)