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Post by Tals on Sept 5, 2016 20:48:24 GMT -5
SCP-049: lol that makes sense; hahahahaha omg tho just that would stink cause youre free and ready for action and we're complaining about schoolwork poor drake lol; the friendzone is no fun though. It can be used to its advantage tho lol @kay: well thats fun haha. I feel bad tho- waking up early is no fun Wild: haha same here __ Ill get your replies in in a moment
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Post by Tals on Sept 5, 2016 21:16:07 GMT -5
Natasha
Natasha gave her a look, walking on by casually and managing to cooly nab a couple clothes that hung on the racks outside. "I dont want you to coo in everyone's ears the whole time. Its rather distracting, and people dont like pigeons," she stated as she poked her side. Within her hands were a couple soft shirts and even a pair of jeans- added to it was a casual sweater.
"Pigeons are annoying," she grumbled as she side eyed the wall and made her quick way to the place they ordered from and picked up the food. It was several bags, but she carried a couple with the clothes in one bag and let Amber carry the other two. "I mean, they strut around and coo and poo on everything- and not to mention you'll leave Steve to be forever alone. He needs some company too," she stated playfully.
Alyona
She looked to Steve when he spoke, giving a smile and giggling lightly to Bucky putting in his two cents. Everyone likes ice cream right? Her legs crossed over the other, blinking slowly up at the ceiling and then propping herself onto her elbows. "Quite honestly, i think a good tub of mint chocolate chip would be good," she hummed to Steve as she wriggled a foot and blinked at Zen. Eyeing the phone, she didnt say anything but simply stared until she looked up to the female.
"How about you Zen? Sleep and ice cream?" She offered then. Blonde locks barely graced the sheets as she leaned back, her black converse clad feet now twitching in different directions as she found herself on small edge. How lovely; she wasn't planning to be this squirmy when she moved up here. However things took a different change. Maybe it was the suggestion of sleeping.
Despite the fact she trusted them, she would never ever dare to shut her eyes in a peaceful rest. Her ears pricked, head tilting to the door as she opted to blink in its direction when people passed by but nothing too significant ever happened. Her neck felt uncomfortable craning in the position it was, flopping back against the bed again and wriggling herself to the far side where Steve couldnt reach her. She also realized how uncomfortable she was with the others beside her like this.
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Post by ρłαgυegı .. on Sept 6, 2016 0:58:41 GMT -5
The ten minutes he fumbled with her alarm clock were ten minutes she spent bundling herself up so tight she couldn't get out of the blankets, burying her head until all to b seen was the frizzing hair atop her head, a majority of it still caught in her braids. Once he'd set it down and dressed did she peek out, glaring against the early morning sunlight. "Get your booty over here you fat fluff." She grumbled without really thinking about it, giving a huff when her cat's weight pressed down on her knees, wobbled up her legs, torso, and atop her chest. She worked her arms free and wrapped them around the feline, rolling over with another low groan. "I knew you loved me." She told the now loudly purring creature, smacking a kiss atop her head. She actually had to get up now though didn't she? Gross.
Once she worked her legs free she paid absolutely no mind to her rumpled and crooked tee shirt, smoothing down her pant legs and yawning noisily as she wobbled toward the kitchen with her cat still held in her arms. She quite almost forgot he was there until she bumped him, muttering an apology and turning on the kitchen lights. A bit of shuffling and she got a small dish out, pouring milk into it and setting it atop the counter before leaving her cat to her breakfast. Leaning back against the counters, she stared into her open fridge, thought a moment, and flashed him a look from still bleary eyes. "I'm not much of a carnivore... the opposite really. I'm also poor. I've got Medu Vada and some Idlis though. Normally I have tea but I've got some coffee today." She added, kicking her fridge closed and going over to the cupboards. She hated her height sometimes- she had to stretch on her toes just to get the coffee beans down, and then she sat there lethargically preparing her coffee pot and yawning so consistently her jaw began to hurt.
Netti, save to say, was not a morning person.
In fact she almost spilled hot water twice and struggled just to nibble on some of the berries she had growing beside her sink, leaning on the counter with drooping eyelids and savoring the flavor as it was the only thing keeping her conscious. The struggle was indefinite, she opening another cupboard and craning her head back once she realized the coffee mugs were on the top shelf. A heavy sigh through her nose, she pulling herself up onto the counter and perching on her knees to retrieve her desired mugs. She'd teeter every now and then, quite nearly falling off as she set the mugs down, then slipped back down to the safety of the floorboards before closing the cupboard yet again.
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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 Sept 6, 2016 7:45:56 GMT -5
(Tals; Generally I'm an early riser anyways, so it's okay xD but sleeping in sometimes is nice, lol)
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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 Sept 6, 2016 7:46:31 GMT -5
(I'll reply at some point when I've got more time  ) |
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Post by wildsong🎧 on Sept 6, 2016 19:48:24 GMT -5
"Caw, caw." Amber grinned. "Actually, that makes me sound like Clint. Cooing in peoples ears, annoying, distracting, strutting around? Definitely. Him and a pigeon are exactly the same, right?" She scoffed, and then looked down into the bag she'd been handed, reaching in to feel the fabric of one of the shirts. Thinking about how great it would feel to change out of her current shirt, she sighed, then lifting the bags back up so they hung off of the top of her arm. Her other hand reached into her back pocket and she pulled out her phone. She huffed as she saw it blown up with notifications from her non-Avenger friends. 20 unread messages from Dani, whatever, that's normal, 400+ from her group chat? Really? They couldn't have toned it down just a little? I mean, it was a group, of people who typed very fast and probably had been for the past half hour, but whatever. She lazily opened it, replying to the two groups, a small smile played on her face. Hah, she loved how the guys in the group pretended to hate her but after she didn't respond for a few weeks they kinda forgot she was in the group that they talked about her in. It was amusing.
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Post by Tals on Sept 6, 2016 20:37:39 GMT -5
B.J. Blazkowicz
To say that the man had tensed up at her original comments would be a joke, but he quickly pieced together that she wasn't talking to him. He turned, his eyes traveling over her frame as he lifted up his weapon and dropped it so his strap sat over his shoulder then. He didn't say much, except maybe stoop down and let his calloused fingertips brush over the cat's back as she padded by before turning to watch Netti. Come to think of it, he hadn't had anything to quench his thirst in awhile, so he simply swallowed down a lump to keep his throat from being scratchy before he came to a pause beside the counter top.
His massive frame had slowly moved over, making sure she wouldn't fall before he stepped back at a respectable place, turning his eyes over the feline and then to her. "Thank you. For your hospitality," he told her quietly then as he spared a small glance about the room. In fact, the longer he stood there the longer he reminisced the fact that he was in America... That New York was never blown up at all. His nose scrunched up in small amusement as he thought about it, turning to check the scar that was hidden below his sleeve to make sure the markings weren't there before looking to Netti again.
"It's... Rare to see that. I suppose after being on the battle field for 20 years really changes you," he added quietly as he opted to pour her the coffee. Blazkowicz noticed she indeed needed the coffee more than he did, despite the burning protests from his eyes as he narrowed his gaze at the dark liquid being poured. He carefully set the pot back in its place, nudging her coffee cup gently to her while he held his half filled mug to his lips. Taking a small sip, his brows twitched and his eyes turned to stare at the liquid before his expression relaxed. Bitter- just how he liked it.
Natasha Romanov
Natasha blinked at her, giving a small laugh as she turned her gaze away from Amber. She was amused- however she wouldn't admit that the punk-like man would ever act like that... In public. She smiled to her self, hiding it as she looked to the ground and strolled lazily with her hands full of the ordered food. "I cant confirm that he would or wouldn't do it," she told Amber truthfully then, giving a soft sigh through her nose and casting a look up at the sky. Her lips pursed, watching as a few birds fluttered to their nests and settle down for the night. The lights were turning on for them, and she soon looked down to her feet. She was lucky that the still trusted her. In fact to even accept her. However if anyone should feel really guilty about them being forced to go out, it should be her.
And only her.
She was the one that brought Borya to them- she was the one that ultimately caused their demise. So why was she here getting them food and clothes? She should honestly be hot on Borya's trail and ridding him... But then again... She heard and saw what he gave Alyona- and they had the same training. Could a spy really be able to take down a man that's like a monster? Whom had deadly training and skills? Hers was nothing ultimately in the end.
Not when he wasn't attracted to anyone like that.
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Post by ρłαgυegı .. on Sept 7, 2016 2:16:47 GMT -5
She was honestly so out of it that she didn't even know what he was talking about. Leaning back on the counter and sipping her coffee across from him, she only looked up at him through her lashes and tried to decipher just what he meant. When that didn't work, she settled on placing her coffee to one side and lifting her hands, baring a mildly focused expression. "Let me just-" She lifted them, reaching her hands behind his ears and rubbing her fingertips lightly against the skull after a moment's pause to make sure he wouldn't rip her hands off. "Don't freak out cause I'm touching you. I promise I'm not doing anything bad." Her bleary eyes followed her hands as her fingers rubbed his oddly flattened out hair, trying to get it to stand back up on one side so that they at least matched. In the end she settled for close enough, quirking a brow at her handiwork. Wluld've looked better if she licked her fingers, but she didn't think he'd want her spit in his hair. "I don't know what you're looking for on your arm and talking about your wars for, but I think you should try and relax." She couldn't decide if he needed a kiss or to be smacked- he always looked so tense and disgruntled, and his latest reminiscing had begun to worry her. Did he have PTSD? Was he okay? What was he checking for? She didn't know, so she leaned back off her toes and left him he- for about a minute.
And then, with another sip of her coffee, her eyes opened wide. "You kidnapped me." She remembered aloud, recalling the previous night's events with a startled look. She was insane. He'd scared her to her wits end and she'd let him sleep over. "I was shot." Her hand lifted, smacking down atop her shoulder where the fat bandaid concealed the bullet scrape. She felt a little less like coffee then, more like getting sick actually. "I crawled through an elevator system. You launched me onto a platform- I let you in my house. You have an enormous gun on your shoulder right now and I'm drinking coffee with you. I'm unbelievable. My mother was right, I need therapy." This last sentence accompanied by a smack to her own head, eyes refocusing long enough that she looked around. Where was her phone? She had to make some calls- get the police off her tail and send them on a wild goose chase or something. Oh God she had a wanted fugitive in her house. Couldn't she think anything through? Nope, clearly not, seeing as her thought right now was to send the police away rather than call them to her.
"You-" She frowned at him now, the vaguely blurry memories springing to the forefront of her mind as she woke up. "You made me cry," Here she punched his chest, doubting he'd actually feel it and so settling for her meanest glare when she probably looked no meaner than a harmless bunny. "That was mean!" And so she abandoned her coffee, leaning forward and crossing her arms. She wasn't scared, she could totally go toe to toe with him. Maybe. She felt kind of insgnificant actually, chin tipped way back just to look up at him when his boots added an extra inch and she was bare footed. Still did she square her stance, shoulders pulled back and her arms crossed in her most defensive posture. "Did you ever even say sorry?" Oh, she was looking for an apology now, was she? So was the story of Netravati. She honestly didn't expect one, at this point she was just trying to look tough on account of feeling a bit more confident in her own home.
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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 Sept 7, 2016 7:07:17 GMT -5
(Hey! ) |
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Post by SCP-049 on Sept 7, 2016 7:49:17 GMT -5
[[ My school year online is this guy all the time:  XD ]] Zenmaka-Twiga
•African Goddess of Rebellion and Thievery• Zen probably looked lik an idiot with the face she pulled- akin to a child getting caught with their hand in a cookie jar- but she attempted to play it cool. It wasn’t like she was doing anything wrong, right? What was wrong was right usually, anyway. However, the prospect of ice-cream seemed to bring a smile to her features. Putting her phone in her lap as she crossed her legs, Zen regarded Alyona with a slightly curious gaze. “That sounds fun.” The sentence was simple, but she hoped it gave the underlying tone of happiness. “How would we get it…Do they deliver such?”
Looking between the three conversing, she added openly. “Because you all look like you need to tap out; so delivery is hopefully a thing.” She wasn’t concerned-pfft- she was just being nice. Right? Right. |
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Post by Tals on Sept 7, 2016 21:57:56 GMT -5
Hello Kay!
omg same here Riv- except that's my life that's on fire and that's me walking into the room
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B.J. Blazkowicz
The man was so confused to women emotions that he could barely get past his 'ex'-girlfriend in his homeworld. (Now his ex, he should really clarify). His eyes immediately shot to stare at her arms and hands like a growling dog, his jaw tightened and his nostrils flared for a brief moment as he slowly eased into her touch. It was like approaching a once domesticated wolf, and her touch seemed to flatten out his hackles and let him properly relax at the moment. His nose twitched, watching her recollect her memories and thoughts when she had stepped back.
In fact, his mouth opened up to readily argue his position when he simply listened, the quiet and low toned man letting his lips slowly seal in their proper place and his now narrowed eyes slowly opening. He didn't say anything for awhile, his eyes shifting away and hand raised to scratch at the back of his neck. He slowly sighed, not the one that was usually sensitive to emotions. In fact- he was just as cruel and cold-hearted to people around him as when he was on the battle field, however there were the rare few. Netravati simply sparked into life with that rare few. He wasn't sure if it was because he saw her more as a kind woman that treated him kindly and trusted him in the end, or if it was simply because he easily saw her as a sort of family like companion as he had with his team before hand.
His eyes slowly blinked, mulling in thought as he quietly sighed. "I'm sorry," Blazkowicz finally rumbled out after a long moment of silence, turning his eyes to her as he found himself staring at the ground when he felt as if he was being scolded by the short woman in front of him. He will admit, she is about 5-6 inches shorter than him without his boots- so she would be a worthy opponent should things immediately swing the other way. In this case, he really hoped it didn't. "For making you cry, that is. I didn't mean to scare you. I was scared myself," he told her as he turned his eyes to the ground and sighed very quietly through his nose. Not like he would ever express it; God-forbid he did. He would usually slap himself across the face and simply let it be then, and there was nothing to do except breathe and slap some sense into himself.
When she had punched him, his body swayed, though it was probably because the playful smile that teased his twitching lips signaled he was simply goofing with her. His eyes rolled from where she had weakly hit him, and chuckled ever so quietly in amusement.
Alyona:
Alyona got up, shaking her head then. "No... I cant tap out. I don't like sleeping," she whispered the last part as she made a: >-> face at the floor before making her way to pace slightly across the room. "I could maybe nab some downstairs? I'm sure the waiter wouldn't mind. Maybe you'd like to come with me? I wouldn't mind one bit. plus its more fun with company," she offered kindly to Zen, though her red eyes were burning like crazy and she lazily closed them before stifling a yawn.
No- she cant sleep yet. She wasn't ready at all to sleep. Her fingers curled into her arms as she crossed them over her chest, nervously holding them there as she cringed at the memory of her brother. Yikes... anywho, ice cream tasted good.
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Post by ρłαgυegı .. on Sept 8, 2016 16:17:18 GMT -5
Was it bad to say she hadn't been expecting it? "Y- ...Yea. That's right. You ought to be sorry." She'd frowned heavily at him, stepping back with an indecisive glare. Was he really though? He was sulking, but she couldn't tell whether it be genuine or not... at least until his smirk gave it away. She spluttered, searching for the right words to express her exasperation. Instead she settled to step around him, yanking the ties from her hair and working her fingers through her braids. "I tapped you. I know how to throw a punch." She muttered, disgruntled by his reaction. She could totally throw a punch. Maybe. She wasn't really... violent. She did a few months of kickboxing but she obviously hadn't retained very much, her hit had probably tickled to the brute. With the natural wave of her hair now amplified to wild curls, she rummaged around for clean clothes and dug for a pair of worn black converse, flashing him one last dirty look before tucking herself into the safety of the bathroom and changing. She emerged again with tooth brush between her lips, taking multitasking to a new level as she ran around watering her plants, scrubbing her teeth and kicking aside anything in her way until the small place was a tad more cleared out.
She'd gone to put her tooth brush away and found her small string bag, pulling it open and throwing inside a few "necessities" as she called them on her days off. Pulling the bag closed and swinging it over her shoulder, she stopped a moment and looked back over at her guest, lips pursed and eyes narrowed. "You're not queasy on the back of a Yamaha, are you?" She'd scooped up a black helmet, giving it a twirl between her hands and raising her eyebrows. She hadn't thought this through, had she? Maybe they'd be better off hailing a cab. She didn't even know where he was going or why, she just thought her little motorcycle would be a better way of getting around considering it was about the only thing capable of getting away from the police. Being fast wasn't everything- cops had numbers, if you wanted to get away you were better off being able to fit where they couldn't.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 8, 2016 20:43:46 GMT -5
{ Whoops I partially forgot about the forums for a few days }
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Post by SCP-049 on Sept 9, 2016 4:41:46 GMT -5
[[ Poofy game so strong xD ]]
Zenmaka-Twiga
•African Goddess of Rebellion and Thievery•
Zen's eyes followed Alyona's pacing with a lazy gaze; eyebrow raising in concern of the yawn. While she understood not wanting to sleep, she was sure the others needed it. Besides, they had all gone through some really strenuous ordeals, that she could gather. Opening her mouth to speak, the goddess felt the contagious advancement of a yawn and shut her lips; cheeks inflating as she held it in. "If you want the company, then I'll be sure to come along." She offered a small, encouraging smile as she got up; leaving the phone on a nearby table. "If we don't find ice cream, then I'll step out to get some."
It wouldn't be that hard to find some, hopefully, but she wouldn't want anyone else getting separated. Besides, someone was looking for them, right? Looking at the exhausted members in the room, she nodded softly. "You guys obviously deserve the treat...or two."
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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 Sept 9, 2016 7:01:38 GMT -5
(Maybe I can reply once it gets to the weekend! ) |
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wildsong🎧
icon is by @cryptidsp00n on tumblr!!!!
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Post by wildsong🎧 on Sept 9, 2016 16:44:31 GMT -5
basically my days were way busier then they should be
on the good side i made a new friend in yearbook !! idk why i act like a 5 y/o whenever i make new friends i'm so immature ))
Amber held her grin. She may or may not have been fairly proud of her pigeon comment. Okay, she was proud of every comeback, so that didn't exactly mean much. Her phone, still in her hands, kept vibrating, so she left it alone besides looking down at it every other time.
so are you like a criminal ooooooooooorrrrrrrrrrrrrr
you: or sounds a bit more accurate
She kicked a few pebbles on the ground. Okay, so, she technically wasn't a 'criminal', but she was having a great time with criminals (there might have been a better way to word that) so that probably doesn't put her on a good side with the government. And Stark. She did kinda run off on him after the airport. In her own defense, he was the one that told her that they might not had to have fought. 'Might.' Looking back, she should've seen it coming.
stop fighting the other avengers bc the winter soldier is gonna like punch you in the face and it's not gonna feel good
Now she just sighed to herself.
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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 Sept 10, 2016 9:24:14 GMT -5
(Good that you've made a new friend ) |
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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 Sept 10, 2016 9:33:24 GMT -5
(Hopefully I can reply today. Although it'll be later if I do. Basically depends if I get my school work done early or not.)
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Post by Tals on Sept 11, 2016 18:07:53 GMT -5
that's okay Froze hun~
take your time Kay!
omg its okay Wild- I act the same
ill post a reply in a sec
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Post by Tals on Sept 11, 2016 19:08:21 GMT -5
B.J. Blazkowicz
He blinked at her, his eyebrows twitching in amusement at her looks and simply folding his arm over his chest. He seemed as if he found himself liking the young woman a tiny bit- however he wouldn't like like her. That'd be totally awkward. He simply watched her, snorting lightly at the dirty look and tilted his head the direction of the barrel that pointed upwards; A reminder that he would be ready to take her on even if it meant the process of elimination. He stood and waited, occasionally stooping down and picking up the cat that walked on by and pet it before setting it back down when it had its wiggle fit. Looking to the bathroom door when it opened. His light gaze watched her, his nose twitching in the slightest and pursing his lips. He didn't mind the mess- in fact it reminded him of a true home, but to each his own.
Upon the question, his eyes turned over to her when she was fully dressed and he let his head shake in a small form of, 'you really have to ask'? However, he didn't voice what he was thinking. "Of course. I've jumped out of windows and planes and crashed from the moon into a building. I think I can manage a motorcycle," he informed seriously as he shifted his weapon and made his way over to her. His fingers wriggled in their gloves, and he felt himself shifting multiple weapons on his hips to make sure he wouldn't break anything or ruin the motorcycle. Before he could move to the front door, he paused, his eyes quickly searching her. "Where would we go anyways?"
Alyona Aliyev
Alyona gave her a smile, head tilting down and cheeks warmed in the slightest. "That would be lovely, thank you for accompanying me," she had confirmed then. Her lips pursed for a brief moment, eyes turning to the carpet. In all honesty, she had found it comforting that she would come along and if there wasn't any, that she offered to go on by herself. But she found it unnecessary- if there wouldn't be any ice cream then so be it. She could live without the treat for awhile, and she was sure that the others could wait until they rested up. Her nose scrunched up in the slightest, before she turned to look at the two war heroes on the bed.
Her hands clasped behind her hands, giving a tiny smile to the duo and tilting her head. "Yeah; you both deserve it," she confirmed softly. Bucky and Steve definitely deserved it. Bucky for coming back from being the winter soldier and Steve for dealing with everything. Her fingers nervously wrung together behind her, eyes quickly averting from them and to her feet as her smile barely faltered. All in all- she felt today was a loss. Not because they all ended up here as wanted fugitives, but because they lost their enemy when they had chances to take him out.
Her ears pricked, eyes turning to her jacket and searching herself before she trotted over to the door. While they were here, maybe they could move north. Xavier's school would be a perfect place to stop for a bit and recover should they go forward.
Natasha Romanova
The female slowly walked on in silence, her eyes closing for a moment. She did not even know if it was even possible to continue on their hiding. Being a highly skilled assassin meant it was fully possible, but even so; She knew there would be a time for them all to crack under the pressure if Borya didn't get to them right away. And then, she wondered which would come first- the pressure or him. Her eyes turned from the ground as they made it back to the hotel and then glanced to Amber, her lips pursing before she turned her head. It was later in the evening, so she would expect at least Borya making it in the area..
For a moment, the woman stopped in her tracks and thought she saw him, her eyes landing on a black vehicle that drove on by slowly. The way his lips were twitched and curled, his dark eyes shielded behind glasses. She was sure it was him; the way her breath hitched and her eyes widened at the familiar way his large hand outstretched and his lips twitched to that of a smirk. Shrimp. He found them. Turning to look at Amber, she ushered her to the building and inside. Hopefully Borya was just as blonde as his hair- and that he didn't recognize them but as simple tourists. However, something told Natasha that wouldn't be true.
He had the upper hand now.
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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 Sept 12, 2016 6:55:00 GMT -5
(Ugh. Still didn't finish hmwk and worked on it both days of the weekend. Hopefully I can finish the last bits today!
That's hilarious, Cat xD)
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wildsong🎧
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Post by wildsong🎧 on Sept 12, 2016 18:36:11 GMT -5
kayla;; rip .^. i hate having like, 3 questions of math. after that i throw something and then stalk back to the computer
Amber had noticed the car driving past. Saw it going slow. Yet the only thought that crossed her mind at the time was just Weirdo. She didn't bother to look up, not that she'd even recognize him. And then Natasha pushed her away. Which, again, for a few seconds (which was still longer then it should've took an Avenger to notice), didn't even think about. She just blinked, stopping inside of the building and glancing out the window. Trying to be slick about it. It probably didn't work anyways. Finally, she said, "What- why-?" Her arms were raised in a shrug, bags she'd been given earlier resting in the middle. She realized it was a serious moment. And then her phone buzzed, so she finally put it away, still blinking at Natasha.
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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 Sept 13, 2016 10:21:45 GMT -5
(Haha. I know right? Lol. Even the smallest amount of hmwk is annoying. But I've just got so many assignments, haha. A lot of them aren't due yet, so I suppose that's my fault for wanting to get ahead. But I need to check things off, so I just keep doing hmwk until it's done xD)
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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 Sept 14, 2016 6:55:19 GMT -5
(I can't procrastinate xD Really?? Ahgh hopefully you can somehow convince her to let you go?? I want to go, but idt it will happen  ) |
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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 Sept 14, 2016 12:16:12 GMT -5
(THAT'S SO EXCITING!!)
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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 Sept 14, 2016 12:49:18 GMT -5
(Here goes nothing! Finally going to reply! I feel so bad that I couldn't reply sooner!!
But wow. Drama. Borya found them ;O They're in troubbleeeee~)
Steve:
Steve watched Alyona, noticing how tired she looked but how unwilling she was to actually get rest. He wanted to tell her to get some sleep and not to worry about anything, that they'd all have her back, but he knew how she felt. He didn't know exactly why she couldn't sleep or why she hated it, but he knew that he felt similar at times, especially coming back from the ice and when he was in the war. Sleeping - or finding any bit of shut-eye - was always something great, but falling asleep and trying to convince yourself that no one was out to get you while your eyes was closed was the worst part. During the war, there were often times where he would fall asleep and feel unsafe, like at any moment someone would be standing over him. That had faded as he grew used to the war, grown used to knowing that he was surrounded by other men who would have his back, people he could trust. But even after the war and coming back after being stuck in the ice, being surrounded by unfamiliar people and a stranger world, he had had trouble falling asleep. And when he finally did start to close his eyes, the sun would be rising and he'd automatically get up because that was just what he did.
But now, his eyes were so tired, and he knew he needed sleep. Surrounded by people he knew he could trust, he'd probably have no trouble closing his eyes. And even if there were people out there that were after them, he had to hope that they wouldn't find them now. There was no time to question or to falter. The team needed well-rested members and they all needed to be strong for one another.
Steve leaned his elbows on his thighs and watched Alyona and Zen leave the room with a sigh. He could go with some icecream. He'd always loved icecream, and he thought that icecream would probably suite him better now than something healthy. At least it would make all of them a bit happier in spirit. Icecream often had that effect.
Bucky:
Bucky watched Alyona and Zen leave, and then he turned to Steve with a smile on his face. "Have you ever heard of a grasshopper in coffee?" he asked. "Alyona says it's something to do with mint and chocolate... I think she really likes mint and chocolate," he said, recounting her choice in icecream as well.
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