olesya was livid.

still, she stood smiling and briefly wondered why her illegal base-jumping activity of the evening was going to be taken with a man she'd one or twice contemplated shoving off the same height years and years ago.

but instead of shoving olesya settled for lacing her fingers together and decided to think about the task at hand: sneaking up one of new york's taller buildings. a task unsurprisingly easily accomplished by a team of mostly supers, heroes and ex-heroes amongst them. two of her accomplices for the night had appeared on the same show as she a few years back and if there was anything that brought people together it was talking it was adrenaline-pumping stunts.

the more illegal of which olesya never been able to partake in until only recent. she should have been thrilled with the chance that night, with just a last flights of stairs in between her and base-jumping, but her thoughts would once again return to the one in the group she had to once again resolutely tell herself not to think about. but it nagged at her mind as something unprecedented, something she hadn't prepared for. security she had considered, police were likely too once this was all over, but ex-fiancé?

it was hard enough keeping the surprise off her face when she'd seen him there. following that, olesya had barely acknowledged him the whole staircase. determined to ignore him, the other two in the small group that had noticed in the group hadn't questioned it. as irritated with her lack of covertness she was the superhero community was thankfully full of situations that could create such a reaction. it seemed to be her cover enough in almost completely ignoring his presence. the quiet required for was another reason not to engage with him that she wholly embraced.

it was quiet disrupted though. only a few flights of stairs left olesya was disappointed to find all of them coming to a halt and speaking again. hand on a railing, she looked up mutely but attentively to whatever was developing. amongst the two ahead of her, a phone was going off – olesya wanted to frown knowing it could have been a warning from the one ex-hero who'd ended up on watch downstairs — and it warranted a stop from all the group.

olesya hid her disappoint when she heard that something could be wrong with their operation. when the other two added that they needed to check ahead, just them and just in case, and that left her with a situation she precisely did not want to be in that night.

she could be stuck with rudolf volkov alone.

still, smiling sweetly, olesya nodded at their explanation and agreed to it before the other even had the chance to object, even with the warning sirens going off in her head. intent on acting as if nothing more was wrong, she instead set herself to pulling a backpack off her back for a rest she watched them then head-up the stairs. she still didn't act conscious of the her ex-fiancé's presence, even as the tap of the others' shoes got fainted as they got higher. leaning against a railing, though, with the others out of sight and out of mind she finally felt like it was an adequate time to look at him.

and then she took her eyes off him. she instead looked behind her and down below at the gap between the stairs and the next and the long expanse they'd had to climb as part of their process.

“could you imagine falling from this height?” there was a slightly noticeable russian accent, a slightly peculiar rhythm and a delay between words. she gestured to the gap, “no parachute.” an olesya olesky ice-breaker: contemplating certain death.

“i would not have come if i had known you would be here.”

@rolf / uuum there you go dude B) on stairs in some building (idk completed uncompleted ) before base-jumping the group seems 2 be of five heroes/ex-heroes (including rudolf and olesya) hit me up if something's up