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Post by wildsong🎧 on Aug 28, 2016 13:18:17 GMT -5
aaa ok i missed one day of school and have a lotta work to do but i'm almost done ;; ))
Amber dragged one of her feet across the ground as she stopped to look up at the hotel. "Alright, Capt'n." She rolled up her sleeves, bending down to rub one of her ankles. "Jeez, it wasn't even incredibly far and my feet hurt already? Worse then a day at Disney when I was a kid." She grumbled. Right as she spotted the shade of a tree that looked like the best thing she'd seen all day, she heard Natasha's voice and turned around, standing up straight. "Brother, look! It's aunt 'Tasha and Zen." She huffed as if she was irritated, but her words, once again, held the playfulness as always. She lifted up one of her arms and waved, a pretty stupid smile played on her face.
Wanda laughed. "Yes, but there would definitely also be a certain few more then happy to indulge in said non-healthy food as well." Still grinning, she looked up as Natasha called Steve and Amber. She lifted one hand to wave, letting out another small laugh. "I think they will love her names- and seeing their favorite family members! It's been such a long time!"
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Post by Tals on Aug 28, 2016 13:44:04 GMT -5
take your time hun!!)
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Post by Deleted on Aug 28, 2016 13:53:51 GMT -5
{ I'm here but I'm not going to be here long enough to reply so I'll be able to reply later when I get on if that's ok. }
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Post by Tals on Aug 28, 2016 13:56:25 GMT -5
Wild : well that's dumb tbh. lol why would you have to do that exercise? @froze: Sure thing hun! ^^
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Post by Tals on Aug 28, 2016 14:01:39 GMT -5
ooh gosh that's
so not fun xDD I hated those days.
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Post by ρłαgυegı .. on Aug 28, 2016 14:20:51 GMT -5
{{ guys hELP ME OH MY GOD
A BEE FLEW DOWN MY SHIRT
i am now half naked at work and not sorry lol
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Post by Tals on Aug 28, 2016 14:32:14 GMT -5
kill it with fire? o3o
lol don't get caught by your boss
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#f0a9e4
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Captain Americat
"Don't frown, someone could be falling in love with your smile." - Teen Wolf
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Post by Captain Americat on Aug 28, 2016 17:40:49 GMT -5
(yeah, I mean, it def makes sense XD have you done triathlons before then? how long was the run part of it? XD
woops, hehe. I'm losing it, lol.)
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#f0a9e4
Name Colour
Captain Americat
"Don't frown, someone could be falling in love with your smile." - Teen Wolf
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Post by Captain Americat on Aug 28, 2016 17:41:22 GMT -5
i'm just having to pick adjectives for myself that start with each letter of my name i s2g s I G h,, i only need 2 more at this point because apparently 'salty' doesn't properly describe a person and i'll get yelled at if i do 'sinful' i'm only being honest ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ (Dalton is now the saltiest human being on earth xD) |
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#f0a9e4
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Captain Americat
"Don't frown, someone could be falling in love with your smile." - Teen Wolf
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Post by Captain Americat on Aug 28, 2016 17:41:55 GMT -5
(A bee flew down your shirt? omsc XD hopefully it didn't sting you!)
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#f0a9e4
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Captain Americat
"Don't frown, someone could be falling in love with your smile." - Teen Wolf
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Post by Captain Americat on Aug 28, 2016 18:02:54 GMT -5
Bucky:
He frowned. "James..." He hadn't been called his first name in a long time, and it sounded weird to his ears, brought old memories to the tip of his mind, foggy and hard to comprehend. He didn't even know which ones were real or which had been given to him by Hydra. He hated it. His memories. All the fog. All the mystery. All the death. The missing pieces. The blurred images. He was glad that he still had some of them, though. Hydra hadn't taken everything from him, and slowly his memories were coming back.
Bucky felt Alyona's fingers entwined with his own, and he tightened his hands around hers reassuringly for a quick second, although he wasn't sure who he was trying to reassure: himself or Alyona. Regardless, it felt right for the act. That was what people who loved each other did, right? They reassured each other. He forced his smile to reappear on his face and felt her lean into him. He grinned over at Scott, giving him a look that said, this is who your sister is going to be spending the rest of her life with. Get used to it.
Then, upon seeing Alyona throw her coffee out, Bucky tossed his unfinished and melting iced coffee after hers in the trash. Never again, he thought. Never again. His taste-buds weren't yet acquired to the bitter taste of coffee, and besides, iced coffee didn't give him the best vibes. It was too- Bucky heard the words 'cousin stephen', and suddenly realized that he had spaced out, a look of thought on his face. He turned to look at Alyona and Scott, silently laughing. "Cousin Stephen? Sad? Can't have that, now can we?"
But his amused laughter began to fade into nervous laughter as he began to think of Steve and the others. He didn't know where they were right now or how they were faring. He hoped they'd all meet up soon and get to the hotel so that he didn't have to pretend anymore or go along with this act. It felt... weird. He wasn't used to laughing like this or being happy or joking with anyone but Steve. For so long, he had been wired to hate and to kill and to be emotionless in the face of others. He had learned to be wary of those around him, and he had felt like the world hated him for what he'd done. That part of him, even as much as he hated it, was something that had grown into his personality, and while his old self was still present at times, it almost felt unnatural. One day, he hoped it wouldn't.
Steve:
Steve let out a small laugh. "I've never been to Disney," he said. "Didn't have the money for that kind of stuff when I was a kid. Then again, it wasn't really big then. I hear they've got all sorts of rides and amusements, now. Buck and I went to Coney Island, though. That was fun..." His voice faded away as he heard Natasha's voice behind them and then the confirmation from Amber. He turned around to face the other Avengers, a sigh of relief escaping his jaws. A smile - a real smile - crept onto his lips and he waved over at them. He wanted to throw the act away and say something as real as his smile, but he knew they couldn't give up the act just yet, not while they were so close. "Travel well?" he asked them, speaking close enough to the truth as he could get. "It's so good to see the family again! The others should be here soon, no?"
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Post by Tals on Aug 28, 2016 18:20:48 GMT -5
(yeah, I mean, it def makes sense XD have you done triathlons before then? how long was the run part of it? XD woops, hehe. I'm losing it, lol.) lol nope. This was my first and last one. forever lol hehe its koay I knew what you meant anyways |
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#f0a9e4
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Captain Americat
"Don't frown, someone could be falling in love with your smile." - Teen Wolf
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Post by Captain Americat on Aug 28, 2016 18:21:58 GMT -5
(oh, haha. I'll let you know if I ever do one xD
XD)
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Post by Tals on Aug 28, 2016 18:35:45 GMT -5
good caus I wanna know how you did xD
cx eyeeyeee
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Post by Tals on Aug 28, 2016 18:36:46 GMT -5
I suddenly realized I could reply with nat
gimmie a moment xD
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Post by Tals on Aug 28, 2016 19:30:55 GMT -5
omg hahah same here
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Post by Tals on Aug 28, 2016 19:36:00 GMT -5
Natasha Romanov
Nat smiled at them, moving along with them as her head tilted and she blinked curiously. She passed Wanda a glance, giving a light laugh. "I don't know. Possibly all of us might like it. We'll see on what we're gonna go for okay? Theres a restaurant across the street, I'm sure we could call in delivery," she offered them. Coming to a pause, she hugged Amber and then nudged Steve, giving a little giggle. "Totally safe here, though I will admit, we were all pretty excited about hearing you guys in town. Though I heard that Sam is now tagging along with his sister and James. I'm a bit worried, James and Sam don't get along too well," Natasha stated with a small arch of her brows of the name used for Scott
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#f0a9e4
Name Colour
Captain Americat
"Don't frown, someone could be falling in love with your smile." - Teen Wolf
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Post by Captain Americat on Aug 28, 2016 19:37:42 GMT -5
(I will let you know then XD)
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#f0a9e4
Name Colour
Captain Americat
"Don't frown, someone could be falling in love with your smile." - Teen Wolf
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Post by Captain Americat on Aug 28, 2016 19:47:42 GMT -5
Cap:
Steve stepped back after receiving a hug from Nat and grinned. "Ah, I'm sure James likes Sam," he said, shrugging. "But you know James. He get's annoyed easily nowadays, you know, with all of his focus on the play and all. And Sam can be a bit... loud and careless at times." He crossed his arms across his chest and gestured over to the hotel. "Should we go into the hotel to wait for the others or wait out here?" The street was getting darker and darker by the minute, which made it easier to be concealed, but Steve still felt a bit uneasy about being out in the open now that they were all together. And he hated the thought that Alyona, Bucky, and Scott were still out there. They should have been back by now, right? Something must have held them up.
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Post by Tals on Aug 28, 2016 19:50:14 GMT -5
good lol cx ))
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Post by ρłαgυegı .. on Aug 28, 2016 21:24:55 GMT -5
"Umf," The only sound she had made throughout the entire time, even if she had thought she was screaming. By the time they impacted and her head smacked into the side of his chest she was not only scared witless by his having picked her up, but now of the men chasing him and where she was now at. She'd looked to her side and gagged, clasping one hand over her mouth to bite back the bile rising in her throat. Funny really that her instinct was to always try and flatten herself, she half hoping the floor would swallow her as she pressed down with the side of her head to his arm and fingers around the edge of the platform. "I'm going to die- all because I took the elevator." Safe to say she'd never be doing that again. By the time she summoned the courage to even try sitting up she was rewarded with her hair being stuck beneath her, she pulling her hair tie from her wrist and pulling it up in a messy bun she barely cared for. Sitting back on her heels, she grabbed onto the rail beside her and clung to it with white-knuckled hands, peeking down over her shoulder. Her breathing hitched, she cringing with the breeze and no longer caring what her comrade did as her eyes screwed shut. "Tell me when we're down cause I'm not moving." She managed in a strangled voice, having absolutely no intent of moving herself. No thank you, she chose life.
It was then that her shoulder began to throb furiously, one arm relaxing involuntarily while the sting of the hit settled in. It hadn't yet fully occurred to her that she had been shot, but the warmth on her skin alarmed her. "They shot me," She realized allowed, frowning once again and cracking open her eyes only to feel her nausea rising a second time. "Today's protection system needs a serious talking to when they shoot the victim." She added in an undertone, like talking to herself about some more or less mundane topic would ease the panic drumming of her own heart and the rush of blood in her ears. She didn't mind blood unless it was her own- one of the many reasons she now kept her eyes shut and pressed her nose into her arm. She wanted to go home, curl up on her couch slash bed, and sleep for a week. Today had been exhausting enough without this new foreigner literally dropping into her life and having her do these crazy stunts not ten minutes afterward.
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Post by Tals on Aug 28, 2016 21:55:11 GMT -5
His frame lifted up, soon standing beside her and looking down at the ground that wasn't too far below. There had to be a way the could get down without them getting sick- well at least her- and without any more damage. The man spared her a glance, giving a small and amused little chuckle before he himself shook his head. "You're at least lucky they didn't aim well. Your whole shoulder might be..." he stopped himself from going into detail, flat like tone lifted with curiosity and small amusement as he raised a hand and gestured to her shoulder before he finished.
Giving a soft sigh, he turned, making his way away from the window that the men were peering over. He didn't say anything then- except reaching behind him and gently grabbing her hand- and led her down to the other side of the platform. His hand outstretched out, lifting up an object and letting her through and onto the fire escape before turning his head, and hand to show the force what he was. A rebel. His finger waved, revealing the jack in the box before he dropped onto the fire escape after her and made his rapid steps down the fire escape. His blue hues turned this way and that, making sure the coast was clear and pushing the stairs down, and they were finally on their way.
Blazkowicz now stood at the foot of the fire escape, aware of the time the back up could arrive and/or the fact that the police from inside could make it out to meet them. "Time to make your mind up. You can go home and maybe get caught, reveal who I am and that I helped you out... Or, I could take you home... and if its a possibility, that you show me your world," he offered, voice low and in a warning that said to make a decision rapidly. Otherwise he might choose for her. And it might not be the answer she would ever want. |
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Post by ρłαgυegı .. on Aug 28, 2016 22:22:09 GMT -5
She was, at last, on steady ground. Here at least was familiar territory, she now stepping a few paces back and standing still. His offer was peculiar, but she still had to remind herself that she was an ordinary person. That she was also dressed for work, shoe-less, and didn't even have a tooth brush. This lunatic kidnapped you. Run, smart one. Go home and when the police come tell them everything you know and resume your normal mundane life. She told herself, wrapping her arms around herself. She turned, taking a few unsteady strides in the usual direction she'd take toward her home. And then she stopped again, stared at the cracks in the pavement, and turned a bit to see him again. She was torn, alright? A huge portion of her wanted to return to safety, but a smaller piece reminded her of her wild fantastic daydreams of doing something like this. And so her jaw clenched, she glancing back along the dimly lit sidewalk, then flicking her eyes toward his face. The man with a rifle on his back and scars all over him, or the lights of oncoming cars and the mutterings of the coffee shop across the street? She felt like she'd been standing there forever when in reality it had only been a few short minutes, she at last clearing her throat and asking; "Will you... trust me? For five minutes?" She gestured him after her then, turning back the way she had been going and picking up her pace. She wished she had a car... now she'd have to hail a cab or something, and even then they'd get caught in traffic. Walk fast and maybe she'd get lucky.
Four minutes of movement brought her to a telephone booth, she stepping in and squinting momentarily under the harsh glare of the light overhead. Inserting the few coins she had, she made a call to her mother. Nothing out of the ordinary, in fact she put on her most cheerful voice and asked if she'd watch her cat a few days. Once she'd hung up and stepped back out, she was happy to stop wasting time and do as asked. "Okay," Perhaps the words to make or break her, but consider it more of an adventure than anything else she'd ever done. "Lead the way."
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Post by Tals on Aug 28, 2016 22:32:19 GMT -5
For a moment, he watched her, his eyes shifting over her tired frame. The lights bothered the man, his eyes squinting for a moment and he was unused to the noises about him. He almost felt deaf in the area, but... He was indeed alert. He had slowly begun to turn, to sprint off and to vanish without a trace until she had turned around and asked him to trust her. That, he could do. That being said, the tall and bulky man jogged lightly after the shorter woman and came to a pause behind her. He was casual, keeping a small look out for any strangers and hummed lightly. When spoken to, he blinked, tilting his head.
Lead the way Blazkowicz. Alright then; no point in heading to her home right? Her cat was going to be taken care of.. But then again she might want some extra clothes... And I might want some sort of... what do they call it? Refreshers? Thinking, his duo scars wrinkled at the edge of his temple, eyes narrowed slightly and giving a small nod. "Alright," he rumbled softly. Turning, his frame made its way in a quick movement back down the street. His pace was in a casual walk- but it was turning into a small and brisk pace. His wool collar was turned outwards against the cool air, and his head was tilting this way and that. "Any place you'd like to stop before we arrive at your home? I assume you live in on an apartment somewhere nearby," he questioned, eyes scanning the area.
It was quick, logical, and he was quickly cancelling out the nearby cafes and businesses that nestled near the tall building of Stark tower. His tongue stuck to the roof of his mouth, a quick dislike settling on his face. Its like Berlin... Concrete for miles.
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Post by ρłαgυegı .. on Aug 28, 2016 22:55:44 GMT -5
Her home? A light frown, accompanied by a negative shake of her head. If anything she wanted a coffee, but that was easily brewed at her dainty little apartment and she'd rather not run around on some shopping spree with a man dressed for war beside her. Taking long and fast paced strides just to keep up, she'd mutter directions as needed until they came upon the front door to her apartment complex, she pressing down on the buzzer and demanding entrance from the lady whom lived across the hall from her. Nosy Joanne, someone she wasn't too keen on dealing with today. Once the door unlocked, she admit herself inside and stood out of the way to let him in, closing it behind him and heading toward the stairs. Funny really how she relaxed in her familiar surroundings, ascending the stairs five levels to the uppermost floor and heading toward the second door on the right. Lucky to have her keys around her throat, otherwise she'd have been locked out for sure. Stepping foot inside... well the room certainly warmed. From the cream painted walls and dusty flooring of the hallways to the absolute same interior of her living room, this time with canvases, papers and the likes plastering her walls in color while the wooden floors were hidden from sight by rugs or furniture. Her plants hung vibrant and leafy green from ceiling hooks and self mounted shelves, some even curling lazily over the cupboards or perching on her countertops in quaint little colored pots. Her couch folded out to double as her bed was unmade and messsy, occupied by one fat tortie cat that now stretched and yawned where she lay upon the arrival of her owner.
Netti didn't bother to see what hercompany did, she just yanked the keys over her head, set them on the island counter top dividing living room slash bedroom from kitchen, and moved over to throw herself down on the mattress and bury her face in her cat's fur. A disgruntled mew, shortly followed by purring and the light dozing of the feline until Netti righted herself, stopped, and actually looked around. Her home was always a mess- it was too small really, and she rarely had guests. "Sorry... Put your stuff wherever you like, I'll just change real quick?" He suggested, not really sure of his plan or why she'd willingly let him into her home. Kicking a pair of sweats beneath her outstretched bed in attempt to hide them from sight, she ventured toward the too small kitchen, readying her coffee pot and flashing him a nervous glance. "The tap water isn't too good, I've got filtered in the fridge. If you're hungry I made some ziti the other night that turned out okay or there's fruit literally everywhere... I have a sweet tooth." She reached to one of the plants decorating her counter top, plucking from beneath it's leaves a blueberry to pop between her lips.
How awkward this was. She gathered a pair of jeans and a long sleeved shirt, disappearing within the bathroom to change seeing as she'd rather not subjugated him to the horrors of what it was like trying to get out of this cursed skirt. At least in the bathroom she could wash her hands and shoulder, even go so far as to clean it with some antiseptic she had at hand and find a large Band-Aid from beneath the sink. By the time she kicked the door open she'd been alone only a few minutes and was ripping a brush through her hair, trying to work out the tangles before she was off doing only God knows what.
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Post by SCP-049 on Aug 29, 2016 0:07:37 GMT -5
[[ @ Tals; What could possibly go wrong xD Considering B is too polite for his own good, he'd probably be sipping his hot cocoa like "I know you do not like me, but frankly I honestly do not care and I can end you so kindly keep quiet thank you in advance Sir." ]]
Zenmaka-Twiga
•African Goddess of Rebellion and Thievery•
"Aww look," The goddess folded her arms and smiled; the corners of her lips twitching as she quietly perfected the 'amused aunt' look. She wasn't about hugging, or contact for that matter, so she kept aside. If it was her close family, she may have displayed a little affection; however, she wasn't sure how to act around anyone just yet. In a sense, she was a tad afraid of offending anyone. "The fam is slowly getting back together. It's been smooth sailing for us, if I do say so myself." The new names made her step back slightly, before realizing that they were aliases and mentally kicking herself. However, it seemed there were people that she hadn't met yet.
More people.
Great. Just great.
"The hotel sounds like a good idea; can't be too sure about these parts. I heard some people get pickpocketed." The lights above were slowly changing into the nighttime mode Zen was used to; making the goddess stand up straighter by instinct.
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#f0a9e4
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Captain Americat
"Don't frown, someone could be falling in love with your smile." - Teen Wolf
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Post by Captain Americat on Aug 29, 2016 7:34:43 GMT -5
(Hey guys!)
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