C. C. Cowgirl!
Queen of Feuds
"There is no excuse for my failure, sir. My intent was not the safety of this Shalimar though, but to fire her up. Her pride makes her vulnerable to taunting, and the more eager she would grow to prove me wrong, the worse it would've been for her enemies" She didn't look at Brian as she spoke, ashamed over the fact that she didn't follow his orders to the letter. She stared into the wall straight ahead of them as she continued "I've never been thrown into a team before. Let alone one that jumps into action not even one moon after meeting. I was not fit to hold authority in that battle. I am not now either"
Agatha listened to the conversations that were held in the building she now levitated before. She knew that the best thing would be to try get their attention and have them come out. That the host of the apartment wouldn't appreciate her sudden approach, but she deemed herself above the regular human courtesy rules. She closed her red eyes and a hole in the wall of the building was formed. She opened her eyes and floated through it, appearing in the bathroom of the apartment on the 13th floor. The hole closed behind her and the wall was back to the way it used to be. She turned and beheld herself in the mirror. She didn't expect a friendly first encounter, so she wanted to remember her face and how it looked before it would potentially be smashed. She then opened the bathroom door with telekinesis and stepped out in elegance
"Heroes!" she uttered, a smirk on her face.