Marvel rp: Post-Civil War ENDGAME SPOILERS

(geometry, omsc.
wow. the same teacher, again? xD That must be interesting, haha.
good luck with that ;p I hate homework.. but of course you've gotta do it to do well/succeed, yada yada)

(omsc that's awesome, though. It must be a great class, despite the subject xD)

Alyona

She found herself standing back more, not so sure on Zen. Sure, she seemed nice enough, and quite powerful, but after what happened with everything earlier, she felt as if this wasn't the best thing for her to be associated with at the moment. Shifting her glasses, she simply watched as she pulled her jacket tighter around her frame. She still felt her whole mind clouded from the fact that Borya was still alive and out there. It left her mind wandering to what he had been exactly up to. Was he licking any wounds he might've received? Was he even in the states? As these thoughts came to mind, she felt Natasha gently nudge her. Looking to the woman, she gave a small squeak. "I'm Alyona!" she had squeaked out after a little while to Zen.



Borya

Borya to say the least, wasn't enjoying his day. The driving felt like it was taking forever, and the way the sun was slowly nestling on the horizon didn't exactly help him. His knuckles were pressed to his teeth, his eyes half lidded as he sat in the passenger side of the black suburban. What if this mission he was going onto was pointless? What if Alyona had actually died like planned in Wakanda? Surely Steve and the others would be finished off with Tony's doing. He was sure of it- however something nagged on in the back of his mind. She had to be alive; otherwise this hate wasn't going to stop its eternal flame within the pit of his core. His dark eyes immediately narrowed, a low growl rumbling the back of his throat. He bit down harder on his fist, the scent of iron filling the cab as blood was drawn from his skin. He stared out the window, watching the cars slowly move out of Manhattan and towards the mainland.

That smiling face, that innocent gaze of those bright green eyes... His mind made the transition from when Alyona was that cute little 6 year old, to (in his belief) brainwashed thing she was now. Borya's heart raced faster as his eyes turned cruel, and cold. What hed like to do, definitely wasn't one to ever repeat, even within his mind. Being as how far his sanity had been removed, they indeed had grown off and Alyona's hope of him ever returning to normal would be that of reincarnation. Why did they have to change her? She would've been so powerful at his side, and yet... He had so many chances to stop the influence, to even rid of her but there was always someone. Logan Howlette at Xavier's mansion, Nick Fury from SHIELD, Natasha at Wakanda, and now Steve's God Forsaken team.

His mouth removed from his fist, the staunch of blood heavy as he simply let his hands rest in his lap. He would kill them all- and he would make sure Alyona was the last one to go. He would make her suffer. She deserved it.

Cap:
Steve adjusted the baseball cap on his head, and stared at Amber, slight grin on his face. "Thank you, Amber, for summing up what we call ourselves." He rolled his eyes, laughing to himself. They were a dysfunctional family, but they were his family, and he was glad to know that they had his back, while he had theirs. Even Zen, who he didn't really know, he felt he could trust if the time came that he needed her help. He pulled the hood of his sweatshirt over his hat and crossed his arms. "We have to leave soon," he said, staring out at the room, watching the shadows on the walls. "We've been here long enough, don't you say?"

Bucky:
Bucky's attention from Zen was cut off as Amber spoke to the sound of the crinkling of a plastic bag. He quickly snapped his eyes over to her and then at to plastic bag, alert like a wild animal. When he saw it was just the bag crinkling, he looked back at Zen, relaxing his muscles. He let out a breath and focused on the room. Everyone else was introducing themselves, so he felt like he had to do the same. But who was he anymore? James Buchanan Barnes? Bucky? The Winter Soldier? Hydra's puppet? He adjusted his hat, trying to conceal the confusion and pain that spread across his face at the thought of such a simple question. Who am I? He heard Steve's voice in his head. "Bucky. you've known me your entire life. Your name is James Buchanan Barnes..." (from winter soldier, hehe) He crossed his arms, let out another breath, and said, "My name is Bucky."

Oh god no not stats xD

Omg yes Vincent has a pony tail; hes adorkable like that
And ill reply later guys!!

(Hey guys! I'll have to reply later!
I got a new laptop... and my background is Bucky and Captain America xD It was just Sebastian Stan, then Seb and Chris Evans... but I keep changing it because there are so many good pics xD

riv; darn ;p good luck! I actually loved calc. Finished the year with a 101. But I've never done finance. I probably will at some point, yikes.

Tals; I've never done stats, but some people say it's not bad? So hopefully it'd okay? XD
Are you learning Korean? xD)

(hey! XD
omsc that sounds interesting XD what happened to the soap? o; oh no! paper cuts! I hate them ;p
The first week of school is always so fun xD
yeah, same, haha. I need to read everything.)

(what kind of soap was it? like a bar of soap, or..? Because I want to see this xD
already a test? XD I mean, I guess i understand that if it's like a test to see what you know? XD)

aa, it was half a bar of soap. we just put it in a microwave for 60 seconds
also i've never actually done a faceclaim for amber and i want to but i don't know who D: i kinda like kate harrison for her, but like i said she's pretty average looking, so i guess maybe her with no makeup + photoshop ))

"I like procrastinating!" Amber called out, smiling widely. Only then there was a break in name calling. "I'm Amber. Wow, if only I were a recognizable Avenger, a figure children look up to-" She muttered, still salty apparently irritated by the hats. Although, 'irritated' for her could be anything, so it wasn't very memorable. At the word of her leaving soon, she huffed and straightened up, adjusting her jacket, rolled back on the heels of her feet, and, this time, ignoring her hair as it fell over her shoulders and a strand in her face.

Wanda lifted one of her hands to wave at Zen, giving her a smile. "So, you are from Asgard?" She asked, her tone light. So many people calling out their names probably had her attention at the moment, so she, pretty relaxed for the first time in a few hours, waited patiently, her hands folding and unfolding in front of her.

(If I can find a bar of soap that I don't actually need, I'm totally doing it XD
xD

^^ if you're talking about Cap, he's just walking away, so it's okay XD


edit; i noticed the salty in your rp post, and I thought of Dalton xD)

Alyona gave him a soft smile, one that gave her light colored sweatshirt a shrug as it rose with a small movement of her shoulders. "Don't apologize," she told him sincerely then as she tucked her hands into the soft pouch. Looking at his arm, she soon drifted her gaze up to him. "We could say its for some play youre doing, and you're trying to get comfortable to the tinfoil feel, okay?" with that, her smile broadened and her head tilted, hair flopping lamely to the side as she gave a soft giggle of assurance. "No one can deny that now can they?"

[[Hey everyone ^^ It's like 11pm here and I'm supposed to be getting sleep for tomorrow night
Then again, I just finished braiding my hair so rip me xD
I'll probably reply sometime this weekend; since I'm at prom tonight and apparently that's a big deal whoops ]]

i can't commit to anything
salty dalty ))

Amber turned her head half towards where Steve had just walked out, huffing. "You all put my hats to good use!" She muttered, pointing at the bag, before whirling around in the doorway to bound after Steve. "D'you know where you're going? Because honestly, all I paid attention to was the McDonalds on the way back here." She said honestly, placing a hand on her chest as she caught up to him.

but like, its kinda like, a vast of the majority say its fun, and then you experience it and it wasn't fun, but that's only 2% of the time lol
aw thank you xD I was sorta paling the other night because I totally forgot to watch the first beginner's video and I was so confused as to how some of the words were pronounced

hi Wild!
but same, I'm just as salty as the salty baked potatoes I make //hides drenched salt potato//

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Alyona

She watched him, giving a cute little giggle then as she listened. He truly was a kind man- and one that deserved all the friend hugs he needed. But- that was her opinion. That, or he deserved an award because dang- he survived Hydra and he's just as awesome as before Hydra. Blinking at him, her ears pricked at his question as she found herself staring past his biceps and into space for a moment. "Eh?" With that, her smile widened from ear to ear. "Well obviously! Any woman would find you handsome Mr. Barnes. Handsome men, that gentle personality, and you got yourself a career-" she stopped, touching her chin and giving a thoughtful look. "My bad Mr. Barnes- your play is actually waiting for you at the moment," she finished playfully, the blue tint of her glasses reflecting the red hue of the setting sun.

A soft hush fell between them as she reached up and gently looped her hair back and in a makeshift pony tail as she felt a soft sigh escape her frame. "But in all seriousness Bucky, you would make a great actor. You hide emotions well, and you convey them in a way that I wish I could understand. And nobody that truly knew you could ever tell the difference if you're joking or you're actually serious," Alyona told him softly as she opted to look back up into his blue eyes. It was then in this light, that she saw similarities in him and Borya, and a small sense of longing and hope swelled within the restrained emotions. If Bucky, could be exactly like this, then why couldn't Borya?

In the back of her mind- and it made itself known with the sad glimmer that quickly flickered within her minty hues- a sense of understanding that Borya was truly lost. She however, didn't wish to accept this.