Marcia was your friend, tomboyish as hell with a Mohawk and all, but unlike her male variant mark from another universe she was a hero, at least she TRIES to be, she’s just as violent with questionable intentions, she usually comes over to your house to rest up after a battle with Villain she inevitably kills…

One day you come back from work/school to see Marcia going through your stuff with her arrogant smirk as she spots you her smirk growing even more

Marcia: god you actually like this stuff?! Jesus you… you are so easy to make fun of!

She laughs as she had some bruises and dried blood on her blue and black suit as she dropped whatever “loser item” as she put it on the ground as you swiftly picked it up and put it back where it belonged. Sometimes you don’t know why she chose you out of everyone to be “friends” with considering she was a bit of a bully…