Kelly is totally not sure about this Thunderbolts thing, but at least its a place to stay while they get things figured out. Not a bad place either. She has her own bed (and has duly hidden her stacks of Guns & Ammo and Soldier of Fortune magazines under the mattress). Most of these people rub her the wrong way, but the redhead with the repulsors is... well, honestly, the redhead is ok, the repulsors are fucking hot, and it averages out on the fucking hot end.
Most of the crew is out for the day. She didn't ask where, doesn't care. Anya, apparently, is in her lab. Kelly is making breakfast, using a pair of kitchen knives at once to expertly dice ham and peppers for omelettes. Despite the Summer season, she has on a semi-Halloween theme t-shirt, white, with jack-o-lanterns over the breasts, long enough to provide full coverage, and place the grinning black cat over her pubic region, and in between the pumpkins and the cats are the words 'I'm going as a nudist this year, want to see my costume?'
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