Post by Captain Americat on Aug 4, 2016 20:30:51 GMT -5
"No?" Steve asked, tapping his foot on the ground. He looked across the airport, trying to think of a better option. "Well, if we can't all fit in a car..." He continued to listen to Natasha talking, and then at the mention of sending Amber off to get disguises, he looked back at her and grinned. "We'll truly be Team Cap, then, eh?" he said. "I think it's our best bet. Amber won't stand out in the same way that we all do, so we'll just have her get us some disguises and we'll move on from there." He nodded, glad that they were getting some sort of plan together. He looked to Bucky and Natasha and then looked out at everyone else. "Everyone, over here," he called out. "We have to go over a few things."
amber is gonna hate everything and kayla,, thanks ! i was unsure about the glasses lol ))
Amber looked over her shoulder at Steve. She had become completely oblivious to their plans as they were talking before. Completely turning, she walked over to the people already gathered and blinked, rubbing one of her eyes tiredly.
Wanda stood up, brushing out her pants and slowly walking over to everyone else. She tilted her head, pulling her hair out of the way and putting her hands behind her back. She had honestly been listening the whole time, so she had a general idea of what they'd say, but she was ready to listen no matter what.
Post by Captain Americat on Aug 4, 2016 21:40:33 GMT -5
(XD She and Bucky'll get along great xD No. They're gonna clash major. I can see it now xD You're welcome!)
Cap: Steve crossed his arms and leaned back slightly, waiting for everyone to gather before him. They didn't have the full plan yet because the first bit had to go smoothly before they could move on, but he wanted to make sure everyone was clear on what was going on. They couldn't afford to have mistakes, seeing as they were wanted and on the run.
Bucky: Bucky sat back down on the bench he'd been sitting on, his mind whirring with a thousand thoughts per second. But most of all was the reoccurring thought that if it hadn't been for him, they wouldn't all be in this mess. He had been put into cryo - no, he chose to be put into cryo - because he didn't trust his own mind. And then he was brought back because there was a possibility of a cure. But, yet, here they were, because he hadn't been fully cured. Was he really worth it? Why had they even brought him back? Everything was his fault... As Steve stood in front of him, waiting to speak, Bucky rested his forehead back into his hands and closed his eyes, willing his mind to slow down.
Post by Longclaw511 on Aug 5, 2016 14:12:43 GMT -5
Scott finally woke up. He was still sooo tired even though he hasnt done anything. He was still in his suit not bothering to get out of it. He shrunk himself and called one of his best mates telling him to fly him to the others to tired to even walk. When he finall got to the other he jumped off the flying ant and made himslef bigger in mid air. "So whats the plan?" He daid standing acrss from T'challa.
Yes, Amber will forever hate Nat's guts xD I love the hats tbh~ I cant draw hats worth crud
Alyona had taken to steal a small glance of worry towards Bucky, her brows furrowing for a small moment. She gave Scott and T'Challa a soft hush, her eyes turning back towards the group that had gathered. Natasha wrung her hands together for a moment, making sure everyone was within ear-shot. "Amber is going out to grab some disguises for us. We wont go in a big group either. Its too risky, and it lets off a big warning sign that we're suspicious." Her eyes swept over the group then. "Steve and Amber- after the group gets their disguises- will go off in a separate direction towards the north end of the city. They'll stop at the heart, theres a hotel there. Wanda, I, and Scott will go towards the east and round towards the west to the hotel." she paused, opting to catch everyone's gazes. "T'Challa, Alyona, and Bucky will head west bound, and head back east into the heart of the city. One of us could make a signal for the others, and that, is how we will meet." Natasha's brown orbs immediately darkened, her tone leaving no room for argument. "Am I clear?"
yes amber's just gonna "i refuse to stay in a room with any of you i'll sleep on the floor in the kitchen although i'm rocking this hoodie" and same that was my first time drawing hats ))
Amber stepped back, raising her hands in a shrug. "Why m- not even gonna-" She ended her muttering in a sigh, crossing her arms irritably as she hunched over. Although the pure look in her eyes screamed I hate everything, she huffed when Natasha was done talking. "Sure. Super clear." Her tone was sarcastic, but beneath that and the eye roll she was listening, as she usually was. She actually hid almost everything she said under sarcasm, so it wasn't really anything new to anyone. She was already waltzing towards the exit of the room, slowly, taking up as much time as possible until she had to actually leave and talk to people.
Wanda nodded along with Natasha, her hands folding and unfolding behind her back. She was as glad as anyone was to go to an actual decent room to sleep in.
(wow i'm on low wanda muse rn forgive me i just can't write idk)
Post by Captain Americat on Aug 5, 2016 21:46:37 GMT -5
(XD Amber's gonna refuse to share the same room and Bucky's gonna be like "can you move over?" And they're just gonna be like "no" I love this, haha. Family vacation w/ team Cap xD
I feel like I need to draw all this, too xD)
Cap: "Nothing too embarrassing," Steve called to Amber after nodding, glad that the plan was in full effect. By no time, if everything went as it should, they'd be out of the airport and be able to find a hotel. He sat down on the bench beside Bucky, running everything over in his mind while Amber went off to get their disguises. As he felt Bucky's presence beside him, he wondered if it was best that they were being split up. His friend still seemed a bit tense from what had happened earlier. "You going to be okay?" he asked, giving Bucky's arm a nudge.
Bucky: Bucky took his hands away from his head and brushed his hair out of his eyes to stare at Steve. He didn't trust himself to go into such a populated place. He knew that Steve and the others could restrain him if need be, but he wasn't safe to be around, and what happened if their cover was blown? What if he blew their cover? "Steve, why did you bring me back?" he asked suddenly, his voice a bit pained.
omg just think of all the funny squad poses then. Steve and Nat so done with the childish antics, Bucky and Amber arguing/hitting each other with that girly hand fight, Wanda in the background trying to keep herself nice and alyona off in the corner recording the fight as the two play fight
Alyona watched as Amber went off to do as told, the little female staring up at Natasha as her eyes grew wide. She would be stuck with a King and a man that probably hated her- all because her brother wanted to play god. She heard the rough language being spoken, the two exchanging words. Her mouth opened up in protest, when Natasha pressed a finger to her lips. "Не могли бы вы скорее в одиночку с Стив по этой миссии?" A smirk drawled over her lips as her head tilted.
"№. Это слишком неудобное," she answered the older woman as she rubbed her arm. It was settled, Natasha smiling then in content before she was over to check on Wanda. Which left Alyona to shuffle uncomfortably in the group. Who did she talk to? Her eyes drifted over to the two off to the side, and then to Bucky and Steve. Her cheeks tinted pink- blushing- and she stared down at her hands that now wrung together.
halfway through whatevers happening amber shifts into something completely ridiculous, jumping over a counter and probably breaking something ))
"Too embarrassing? I'll get neon colors with kittens and puppies on them." Amber winked, making finger guns at Steve before the disappeared through the door. She kept walking until she was in the center of the airport, and sighed. Making her way to the lost and found, she dug through the piles of stuff, hoping she'd find enough disguises there, but she only made out with a black hoodie, which she put on herself before leaving. She was muttering under her breath the whole time she was in the store she found, tossing random hats and glasses and a few sweaters in her basket (okay, only one was neon pink but there was an extra) before checking out.
Wanda looked around, silently moving back to her side of the room, sitting on the floor again and looking up at everyone. She heard (and understood, although her own Russian was foggy) the short exchange between Natasha and Alyona, only slightly confused.
Post by Captain Americat on Aug 6, 2016 8:56:02 GMT -5
(Tals; I know, right? XD I totally have to do it, haha. I can't promise it'll look good, but I'm going to try at some point XD
Cat; your status... is Mackenzie! )
Cap: Steve looked over at Amber before she left. "Like that won't give us away," he mumbled, rolling his eyes. "A bunch of people in neon hats... Nothing to see there." He turned back to Bucky, unsure of how to answer his friend. He knew exactly why they had chosen to bring Bucky back into the world. Among other things, he wanted his friend back and they thought there was a cure. But he knew what Bucky was asking and why. He knew that Bucky couldn't live with what he had done, and the fact that he had been brought back only to cause more havoc was probably not settling well. "You're my friend," Steve said at last. "And none of it was ever your fault."
Bucky: Bucky was silent, shaking his head. It was all his fault, and he hated that people kept trying to tell him otherwise. He was the one who had killed people. He was the one who had felt the blood on his hands and thought nothing of it. He was the one who obeyed all those orders and went against his own country to fight for the enemy. How, when he was the one who had actually done those things, could they tell him that none of it was his fault? Maybe he'd been controlled, but it was still him, and his hands would always be dirty.
Zenmaka-Twiga •African Goddess of Rebellion and Thievery•
Nickname: Zen, Matriarch, Twiga , Rebel God etc Age: About 2965 earth years Gender: Female Sexuality: Pansexual
Personality: Zen lives in the moment; adding firecracker humor and expert skill in the process. She gets a thrill from action or being forced to act instantly. Due to her upbringing, she is fiercely independent and unapologetically authentic. She doesn’t try to change for others. She is not warm, sentimental, or overly emotional, but she cares deeply. She wouldn’t do anything she doesn’t think is right; and refuses to be pushed into any situation. She doesn’t talk about her feelings, but she acts on them. She does have a knack for being an annoyance to authoritarian figures, which is something she loves to play on; mostly due to her love for messing with others. A natural leader, Zen is direct, blunt, and to the point, which means sometimes she comes off as rude. She doesn’t accumulate information for the sake of it, always having a purpose behind her actions. She doesn’t put up with nonsense and isn’t afraid to say so. This may cause her to hide her true feelings or plans, but she truly does care about the people she likes.
Description: Zenmaka is part of the African Deities, well, the species that inspired most of them; making her a goddess in her own right. She could be described as a 'giraffe-satyr'. Zen is tall, standing 6'5 in her full form and 5'8 in her human form; and lithe. She has chocolate-brown skin for her upper body, with tattoos inked onto her back and upper arms. One can usually see some of them peak out from her collarbone area. Facial-wise, she has deep purple eyes and dark purple hair, bordering black (though she dyes it a variety of colors like no ones business); while her tongue is long and black. Her teeth are sharpened, as well as her nails, the latter usually painted with some nail polish. Her face can sometimes be seen with ceremonial war paint and piercings, but she doesn't wear it unless she wants to make a point on her enemies. Her legs are those of a giraffe, but the rosettes are a dark purple. She usually sticks to two legs, like a satyr, but in battle mode she can bring out her other pair. The backs of her arms legs have sharp ridges which harden when in battle mode, as well as a tail. Her weapon, like Thor would have mjolnir, is her spear; which she can make appear on whim. While magic is a possibility, Zen prefers to use her acquired skills as a thief. Shortish History lol: Zen was born in the distant realm of Orundu-Nla, the fabled world of some African pantheons. Whilst they may have not been as hands on with earth like the Norse, Zen spent a lot of her childhood hidden amongst the human race after a couple problems arose from her birth. Firstly, her godly parents were somewhat breaking the rules when the had her and, secondly, her realm was in the middle of a war at the time. Her hybrid status made her a scourge amongst her family, so it was a matter of time till she finally grew tired of it and rebelled. Recently, for her that is, she took the title of being a Rebel Thief, which annoyed her superiors. She knows Thor by association, mostly because her brother was always messing around with Loki. Growing tired of being 'tamed', the young goddess fled to earth and started her own fun; which may or may not have been spotted by SHIELD. Unlike her Norse friends, she refused to reveal herself or act in accordance to these 'superhero' tendencies; that would involve working with people who she may not like, anyway. Fc: Robyn Rihanna Fenty
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