Seven hours ago.

( the bruises on her legs and arms are roughly ten hours old. they smart — falling off various tall buildings and roughing it with serbian goons thrice her bodyweight tend to result in bruises that fucking smart — with the handful of advil she'd downed only just taking the edge off. but she's had worse. they've all had worse, and this can be toughed out with minimal complaining. the team in medical at hq had bore the brunt of her attitude.

peeling back out into traffic, she gives eggsy a somewhat tired smile, but a smile all the same. )

Did you miss me?

( x )