"Something serious? There is. I heard Red Skull is back again, but there's no concrete news yet."
Dotty was helping Gin carry platters of roast meat back and forth. As a veteran Hydra leader by now, she was naturally well-informed.
After moving the vase on the dining table aside, she set a deer leg chopped off with an axe in front of the Principal.
Looking at the glistening, greasy deer leg, Su Ming took a deep breath.
"Are we sure it's Red Skull? That guy's really tenacious. Steve can only keep at it with him for a whole day, but how many years has this been going on?"
"It's still too early to say. Baron Zemo said he'd investigate, but there's no news yet." Dotty took off her slightly tattered Hydra uniform after all the tearing, leaving only a black tank top underneath as she continued moving between the table and the massive fireplace.
"That works. By the way, Madame Lotus and little Zemo have both been pretty well-behaved. Maybe we can let them have a little taste of sweetness." After thinking for a moment, Su Ming let Strangle take a huge bite of roast meat. "Natasha, anything new over at S.H.I.E.L.D.?"
Natasha had come dressed in her tight black leather suit today. Dotty could take off her jacket, but Natasha couldn't, since there was nothing underneath.
When Deathstroke called on her, she was tugging at the zipper over her chest, looking as if she wanted to pull it all the way down to her navel.
"News from inside S.H.I.E.L.D.? There's plenty. First, A.R.M.O.R., the agency Nick Fury and Howard the Duck put together, failed. They didn't find the Parallel World they were expecting."
She swept back her red hair and leaned back in her chair with a smile, counting