Marvel rp: Post-Civil War ENDGAME SPOILERS

Cap:

Steve crossed his arms, a thoughtful look upon his face as he listened to Natasha speaking. He almost felt like he was back at SHIELD again, for the little time that he was, being brought in for a briefing and then deciding what to do. Only, many times in SHIELD he was being told what to do instead of doing the deciding. He wasn't too fond of SHIELD structure, and he preferred to be the one in the lead. That had been voiced and disapproved many times. "So, you think that this man is here to help us?" he asked. "With some underground revolution?" Steve'd rather they didn't have an underground revolution. There had to be other ways. Sighing, he leaned slightly against the counter top and then suddenly grinned to himself. "So, Stark's finally used that phone I gave him? That means he actually needs our help." 

Bucky:

Bucky was silent for the most part, just listening, but then he narrowed his eyes at Natasha when she mentioned helping Stark. "And are you?" he asked, skeptically. "I mean, willing to help him?" It was clear that Natasha must have spoken to him before this point. But, then he let out a breath and allowed a knowing gaze travel to Steve. "I don't like Stark... And he has plenty of reason to hate me back," he said slowly to his friend, "but the Skull is our battle. He's our fight." He motioned between himself and Steve. "We know the Red Skull and the games he plays... This is our fight, if any."

Cap:

Steve nodded at his friend. The Red Skull had a similar serum running through his veins and he was the man that Steve was supposed to defeat all those years ago. It was a man that both he and Bucky had fought and both, literally, died trying to stop. If the Skull was back, Steve wasn't going to let him go walking again, and he felt partially responsible. He grinned sideways at Bucky and nodded towards Blazkowicz. "Well, Buck, it looks like the nut-job is going to be staying for a bit." And then to Natasha, "Does that mean we're heading to DC at some point?"

BREAK THE RULES DONT GO TO BED

HAHAHA IM LAUGHING IN THE VEHICLE ON MY WAY TO MY GRANDPARENTS HOUSE

amber: my adoptive parents are trying to suffocate me!1!!!1 | storytime

ill reply in a moment hun xD

Rei nodded slowly in thought before they smiled some more. "Hmm, I will avoid the use of random words." they assured Alonya before grinning at a couple of thoughts popping up in their head. Maybe staying here wasn't going to be too bad. As long as the others didn't give them a hard time at the very least. Of course, they were probably asking for too much. Still, the fact that they were being able to reconnect with the past was good enough already.

"A pleasure." Rei chuckled a little to Zen while bowing their head respectively. What? They saw no real shame in flirting around. There really shouldn't have been much harm in it since they didn't think it implied that they loved a significant other less. As they drank their juice, Rei thought of how their past lovers ended up in confrontation because everyone got jealous. Ugh. Maybe that wasn't such a fun thing to remember.

Me too cat xD

Pffttt the sass from amber

Its okay rain!! Im abt to reply soon~

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Rei raised an eyebrow before chucking at the mention of Logan. They definitely remembered that punk, and he certainly deserved the title of the Wolverine anyway. Their eyes gleamed a little bit before chuckling at Steve and Bucky while cracking their own knuckles. "It's a legit place, I was offered a place there, but one kid was pretty ticked that I had ice powers to, so I eventually declined." they laughed slightly. Their eyes gleamed a little more, remembering how early on Logan had established that he was a certified bad*ss in the first place.

They looked away, seeing that the three of them were going to be occupied with the phone, if Logan ever bothered to pick up. Then they lifted themselves up to casually sit on the counter out of being incredibly casual in the first place. It wasn't like any of the elders were yelling at them to be clean and tidy.

Bucky:

"It was a joke," Bucky mumbled, rolling his his. "Does no one get a joke?" he asked, looking amused from Nat to Steve. He shook his head, realizing who he was talking to. But it didn't matter. They weren't even listening to him anymore. He looked over to Alyona as she approached them. "Old men," he muttered, giving Alyona a half-smile as Natasha walked away. "One day she'll learn better than to speak to her elders that way..."

He then stood still as he listened to Alyona explain about Xavier's. He noticed that she sounded a bit... shaky as she spoke to them, and he wondered if it was because of the topic or something else. But he said nothing. Instead, he began to wonder what kind of power she had. She'd never actually told them, and he hadn't really been curious up until now.

Cap:

Steve uncrossed his arms and fixed Alyona with interest in his eyes as she spoke about Xavier's School. He actually knew a little bit about Xavier's, had heard of them before, but it wasn't something that came up a lot in conversation. He knew little things, like that it was a place for mutants, but other than that, he was in the dark. The place might been around since before him and he wouldn't have even known. "It sounds like a nice place," Steve said to Rei, as Alyona was already dialing Logan's number on her phone. "Xavier must have been a good guy, setting up a safe school for mutants."

Logan:

It had been a normal enough day at Xavier's so far, and now he was relaxing in the courtyard, cigar in hand. He blew out a smokey cloud, and then his phone began to ring. Confused - and also a bit irritated that he was being interrupted - he debated on picking it up and then decided that he would. He pulled out his old phone and held it to his ear, cigar at his lips. "Who is this? And how did you get this number?" he growled. "I'm in the middle of something."

(XD
I'm not sure what I like better xD)

(Bruh, Rei would probably fight cause they identify as mutant XD)

(Now that you mention it, it's gonna happen~ Not like Rei would even try sleeping next to the guy since in most of the movies, he's always woken up by some ptsd dream and nearly attacks the chick he's sharing a bed with...when will the women learn?! now that I've gotten that rant out of the way...~ Sorry that I'm having Rei flirt with most of your characters Cat, lol Nah, I'm not sorry)

Rei smirked a little before leaning over to the phone with a snicker. "Hey, Logan, if you're able to pick up the phone, then you can also listen to it, kay stud?" they teased before pulling away with a laugh. Oh, it was fun to rile up that old geezer anyway.
At Alonya's gesturing, Rei figured that maybe it was best to just leave the phone conversation before they made it worse. So that meant just having to talk with Bucky. Of course that was fine by them. Naturally, they proceeded to get off the counter and walk over to the couch to sit on the back of it before looking down at the Winter Soldier.
"I gotta ask, does your metal arm ever get the pins and needles feeling if you lean on it for too long? Or are there no nerves there in the first place?" they raised an eyebrow to Bucky before casually moving over to actually sit near the guy with a raised eyebrow. Being able to stimulate conversation tended to be the best route in the first place.

Ok, im wondering if yall could help make Bon-hwa. should i add anything/change anything??





Kim Bon-Hwa

Currently 28 years old, Kim Bon-hwa was born in Pyongyang, North Korea.

Heart like steel, and mind and soul like the ice tundra of Antarctica, this man is relentless when it comes to getting what he wants. Like Tony Stark, he is indeed a billionaire and has heavy governmental influences, however, he just seems to keep his technology hidden from any public hands. He does have his own industries, but it wasn't a hand me down, unlike Tony's. Recently, he's been hired by the recent president elect to work for him, and create the machinery that has been in the president's eyes. His past is that of a single child growing up in a very loyalist home, and a very wealthy family at that. Because of this, he has earned close friendship title to the dictator and can abide by outside the law- one of the rare few that are able to do so.

Like most men- the trendy haircut of the undercut is being worn. However, his hair is long, and has been preferred to be slicked back. At the roots were the natural black, and the strands faded into a blonde hue. Bon-hwa's face is in a triangle shape, with a sharp jawline and chin, with thin lips. His almond eyes are hued with a deep chocolate brown, and his eyebrows settle perfectly on the ridge above his eyes. Usually adorning his body is an expensive three piece suit, soft and pale skin rarely seen and never offered to the world. However, underneath those suits are a well toned man, and one that has definitely seen the gym.

Bon-hwa has been referred to as a Ganster Boss; a mobster. Usually, people don't believe this as he's flashing pearly whites with a famous actress or female singer hanging at his hip in public. Behind closed doors, the tales are utterly true. He is a bit sadistic, and has been known to pick up large Rueger pistols and fire at his unwilling client to make them cooperate. He is very business like, and can turn a bit... Wolfish around women. Take that however you want- but that is how he acts. Adding to this- he is quite intelligent, a genius, but he knows enough not to be arrogant about it.

Added to it, his industries deal with robotics and nuclear power, adding to the fact that he is a great candidate to use robots into warfare and to let them survive nuclear testings //Terminator theme here//. It has been proven successful, and this is the reason why he's in America. Well, at least one reason. He is a part of Hydra to an extent, and like B, he does keep an eye about for the Captain America crew- and for Blazkowicz.

-Tals

I need some bad guy, and i think this is going to be my aesthetic //insert feels so good guy here//

(*clutches heart* Oh lordy, he looks hella fine~ He seems like a pretty good Stark-like villain to me)