[ it's not the first time the creature has seen someone of wanda's calibur, though its experience is with a younger version, a child in comparison, but it knows to be wary. it knows to wait it out. it is part of the reason that it stalks in the back, why it bides its time and follows her, why it hunts, rather than attacks. it is used to working through veils, through dimensions, which already makes this easier. but still it is wary.
on the other hand, steve has been at the drive in the whole time - knowing, in a way he can't really explain, that this is where he needs to be. where it will all happen. he gets there and feels like he's early, so among his fear and worry is the need to do something about it - a kind of hurried, frantic preparing for the worst. he knows anyone could show up any moment, knows that whoever does won't be safe, so he has to do what he can.
or at least - that's until he sees wanda kind of. floating. down to the ground. it doesn't surprise him as much as it should, perhaps, but it does have him pausing, wondering what she's here for. why?
steve shakes himself out of the thought before it can settle. ]
Wanda? [ he calls, stepping out from his makeshift bunker, a kind of combination of the bus he and henderson, mayfield, and sinclair all hid in. did it have any reason to be at the drive in? no. but for as long as the dust particles and vines of the upside down live in his horizon domain, steve's not really going to question it. ] Over here!
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on the other hand, steve has been at the drive in the whole time - knowing, in a way he can't really explain, that this is where he needs to be. where it will all happen. he gets there and feels like he's early, so among his fear and worry is the need to do something about it - a kind of hurried, frantic preparing for the worst. he knows anyone could show up any moment, knows that whoever does won't be safe, so he has to do what he can.
or at least - that's until he sees wanda kind of. floating. down to the ground. it doesn't surprise him as much as it should, perhaps, but it does have him pausing, wondering what she's here for. why?
steve shakes himself out of the thought before it can settle. ]
Wanda? [ he calls, stepping out from his makeshift bunker, a kind of combination of the bus he and henderson, mayfield, and sinclair all hid in. did it have any reason to be at the drive in? no. but for as long as the dust particles and vines of the upside down live in his horizon domain, steve's not really going to question it. ] Over here!