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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 May 7, 2018 19:08:44 GMT -5
Bucky:
Bucky still felt uneasy, his body tense and his insides shaking, but he did his best to keep the grin on his face. As Alyona's body came to touch his, he glanced down at her blonde hair and then his gaze moved towards his arm, where his fist was clenched. He took in a deep breath and let out a sigh that shook his body. He wasn't afraid of the fight, but he sure was tired of it and he just wished it all would end. Although he hadn't quite been there to see the end of WWII, he thought there'd be peace when it was all over. That's what everyone had said, anyways. But the world was just as crazy - no, crazier - than ever and he wasn't sure the fight would ever end. And as long as there was still a war to fight, Bucky knew he'd be on the front lines. He'd done wrong for so long and there was still a lifetime of rights he had to make up. Besides, if Steve was there, so was he.
"I won't go," he said, returning his gaze to Alyona, "not yet, at least. But-" his gaze shifted to Victor, who was eying them, and then he said, almost wearily, "-you know I'm always going to fight. Somehow... somehow I can't seem to help it." His grin grew into a flat line.
Cap:
He and the others had made it to their target and while the others went around from the opposite side, Steve chose a different route: head on. It had worked for him when he had gone after the Skull and it would work for him now. If he walked right into the enemy's door, the enemy wouldn't see the others coming nor expect it. He heard the train rumble at the other end of the tunnel, and as it went by, he stood calmly on the platform waiting for it to pass. When it finally did, he caught the attention of one of the beings after Wanda and Vision, and not even a second later, a spear was hurtling his way. He quickly shot out his hand, catching the spear, and glanced up to get a better look of who had thrown it. The woman looked like she'd come from another world.
Logan:
He waited in the shadows, his claws slowly inching from the flesh in his hands, as he watched the other beings. They'd spotted Steve, but Logan was sure they didn't know anyone else was there. He grinned slightly to himself and then jumped out of his hiding spot and into the action. His eyes were on Corvus, who was making his way to Vision and Wanda. He'd never met either one of them, but he'd heard things about Wanda because she was Pietro's brother and Magneto's daughter.
Quill:
His eyes were glued to the scene ahead of their ship, and he could tell that the others were just as surprised, saddened, and thrown-off as he was because, for once, the Milano was actually quiet. He quickly glanced sideways at the others and then at Rocket to make some remark that would probably sound better in his head than it would out loud, but was jerked back to the glass of the window when there came a thump. He nearly jumped out of his chair, but kept himself steady with one hand on the arm. A man... was on the glass. "Guys, we gotta get him off. I hate to admit that Rocket's right, but he is. This dude's alive." And no matter how much he wanted to look away, he kept on staring. Boy, did that guy have muscle.
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Post by Tals on May 7, 2018 19:35:32 GMT -5
Alyona shifted slightly, frowning cutely almost. "I know... but sometimes you have to tell the fight no," she told him quietly, just as she flickered her gaze. It caused Victor to immediately falter, his eyes now locked onto her minty hues and he fidgeted. She broke the intense stare, now looking down at Bucky's lap and her smaller hand gently fitting into his. Her lips pursed, swallowing nervously and silently sensing the world about them. "Even if it hurts," she murmured. It was why she didn't come out as bad as a condition as she did. Skull wanted her to fight- to scream and rage and to throw hands and her feet when he hurt her brother. But it was something she had told herself not to do; Even while feeling all of Borya's pains from their momentary emotional connection. Her heart throbbed dangerously in her ribcage, Victor now sitting down on the ground and leaning forward with his elbows on his knees.
"I just don't want to lose you Bucky," Alyona finally admitted aloud. Whether it was love, or it was how much she cared, no one would ever really know until she decided to share. But her fingers gently tightened into his knuckles and tears filled her gaze. Her thumb gently rolled over the knuckle of his, and her figure shook a bit more than before. "I don't want to lose anymore loved ones," she clamped her other hand over her mouth, eyes closing and scolding herself for ever saying that aloud to where he could hear. Borya shifted slightly at the disturbance, his body rolling over and lazy figure now facing Victor.
Wanda was relieved at the sight of the sight of others, but merely flinched when she saw Logan's glinting claws. She picked up Vision, bringing his arm over her shoulders while Natasha moved in with Logan to Proximus. Her body landed up from the top, body perching over her shoulders and using the momentum to swing her body back around. She hit the female up across the head, the taller and more buff figure seeming to slightly swallow Natasha's smaller and lither figure. She twirled, legs unfurling and holding onto the alien while Wanda managed to move Vision from the area a tad bit. Things were about to go down and Wanda knew she couldn't have Vision bleeding out in the middle of the battlefield.
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Post by Πιghtωιηg on May 7, 2018 19:50:20 GMT -5
Corvus growled audibly. They were so close. He pivoted on one foot, his cloak billowing slightly as he slashed at Logan, fluid from start to finish. Proxima, on the other hand, was shocked. Nobody had ever caught her spear in midair before. Quickly shaking it off as a fluke, she was about to run forwards to retrieve it when Black Widow scissored her. Grabbing the Widow's thigh, she tried to dislodge her, to no avail. Her second course of action was to drop backwards into a concrete support pillar, pinning the assassin as the reached up and rabbit punched her in the kidney.
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#a8d1ff
The Ancient One
Name Colour
pumpkin pie
what if i fall? but my dear, what if you fly?
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Post by pumpkin pie on May 7, 2018 20:23:13 GMT -5
"I'm not sure. It depends on how good they are, and how much fear's been drummed up. The first thing we need to do is charter a jet. It's going to be expensive, but we need the privacy, and it's easier to bribe customs officials when they're isolated." Laura noticed a small, vividly yellow figure walking next to a slightly smaller, brown figure. Pulling over to the side of the road, she said, "Hey, Gabby. This is Gwen. Gwen, this is Jonathan. Gabby walked over to the door and pulled it open, getting into the back seat. "Hi, Gwen! Laura just told you who I am. This is Jonathan the Unstoppable. Jonathan, say hello," she said perkily, sticking out her hand to shake. "Hello, angry one. Hello, angry one's new friend," came the voice from the universal translator hanging around Jonathan's neck. (From page 80 if you want background.) Gwen took in her words uneasily. She still didn't like the idea of being around this girl and the worst part was that she had no idea of how long it would be, but at the moment, what choice did she really have? She had no one else to turn to, never had for that matter, and things were not safe. If she suspected anything, she would be out in a matter of seconds. She could take care of herself, she always had. The truth was all that was holding her onto all of this. She watched as the car slowed and they pulled beside two figures, who it appeared Laura knew. There was a quick introduction and only moments later, the others were in the car. Apparently, they were close. Gwen shook out her hand hesitantly. "Gwen," She said slowly to Gabby before the Jonathan introduced himself. She looked at the strange creature, or well strange to her. She had never seen such a thing. "Excuse me," She puffed looking at Jonathan. "You have no idea what I have even been through." She wanted to growl, but held herself back and crossed her arms across her chest, facing back towards the front window.
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Post by Maplestone360 on May 7, 2018 20:36:59 GMT -5
Rocket:
The unsettling sight of a man on the glass drove Rocket to get up from his seat and head to the back of the Milano. Using a pair of retractable spacesuits, Rocket and Gamora flew out of the ship and were careful to avoid floating debris as they brought the man inside. They half-carried, half-dragged him—that guy was huge!—over to the nearest table and plopped him down on it. He was still unconscious, and Rocket wasn't sure when or if he would wake up. "Who is he...?" he asked no one in particular, because no one knew any more than he did.
Vision:
Vision let Wanda guide him away from the scene, and although the pain of his wound was increasing with the movement, he was relieved that help had come. The attackers were now outnumbered, and Vision knew they would soon be defeated, but that didn't mean they wouldn't try again. He hoped that when they did, he would be ready. Although, he couldn't see himself recovering from a wound like this very quickly. It would take time. And... he didn't know how much of that he would get.
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#a8d1ff
The Ancient One
Name Colour
pumpkin pie
what if i fall? but my dear, what if you fly?
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Post by pumpkin pie on May 7, 2018 20:57:03 GMT -5
Thor:
Thor could only watch, leaning on his dead brother's body and still in disbelief of all that had occurred in the moments before, as Thanos and his children disappeared, the ship beginning to break apart. Surely this was all some sick trick? None of this was real...There was nothing he could do but wait for the impact to hit him. He had no time to think or to react. This very well could be the end for him. But he believed in fate. And fate wanted him alive. So he had to survive this right? He was 1500 years old and had fought countless enemies, saved countless lives and was still here to tell the tale. He was a survivor and he was strong enough to take down this Thanos. He was just another trip in the road. His thoughts couldn't wander far as the explosion occurred and he was blasted with the ship into the oblivion of space. Everything went dark shortly after. It was a time later, he wasn't sure how long later, that he felt himself pressed against the glass of a ship and then, he was out again.
[ Is someone playing Mantis? ]
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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 May 7, 2018 21:28:01 GMT -5
Bucky:
He let out a sigh that said, You know it's not that simple, but otherwise he stayed quiet because he knew they all had their own reasons for doing what they did. For him, he'd always been a fighter because it was something that he could handle - and, growing up, he'd had to fight plenty of Steve's battles with him, not to mention that he grew up on a military base, so fighting was second nature. When he'd been H.Y.D.R.A's weapon, again, there was little resistance because he was under their control. But ever since he'd learned of what they'd done to him, he'd tried to resist. He didn't want to be their weapon anymore - or anyone's weapon, for that matter. Yet, it wasn't so easy when scientists messed with your mind. Ready to comply? Not exactly.
He rested his head back on the wall of the quinjet, a small thump echoing off the metal, and stared down at Alyona, watching her hand in his. The corners of his lips managed to curl upward in a smile. "I'm a 90 year old man," he said. "I'm pretty hard to kill, if you haven't noticed. But-" He swallowed harder than he meant to as her next words registered in his mind and his head lifted from the metal. He saw her cover her mouth and close her eyes and wondered if she'd meant to say anything. He cleared his throat and then said, slowly, "You won't. The Avengers... they'll make sure of it."
Logan:
Logan aimed for Corvus's legs, but the other being was quick and had a thicker skin than he was expecting. He moved around, trying to slash any bits of exposed skin while dogging the other being's blows (and cloak). He let out low growls each time he'd been hit, but he could also feel himself healing, so he didn't slow his attack. If he could just unbalance Corvus...
Cap:
Steve grinned slightly and then jumped over the rail and fence so that he was face to face with the others. Without his shield he felt a little blind, but he'd been fighting without it for a while now and he was trained in hand-to-hand combat anyways. He lifted the spear and then advanced the woman, who had pinned Natasha to a pillar. He jabbed the woman in the side with the spear to get her attention. "Who are you?" he asked, a low growl from his throat.
Quill:
Peter looked from the man to Gamora to Rocket and made up his mind right then and there that this guy had nothing on him. Nope. Nothing. "Pssh," he scoffed, throwing his head back. "He's clearly a weak man in need of saving," he said. "I mean, just look at how scrawny he is. Am I right?" He lifted his eyebrows and waited for the others to agree with him, but he wasn't quite sure that he had their attention. He hung his head. "Okay, whatever. Wake him up."
(I don't think anyone has Mantis. Should we have her wake him up? Or should we just have Gamora or Rocket give his face a good slap? XD)
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Post by Tals on May 7, 2018 23:21:27 GMT -5
Tals on iphone rip)
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Listening to his soft voice and the words brought back to when they had first actually met. The distrust, the way they both awkwardly found each other paired and then the bonding they grew to have. Especially over Borya. His closed eyes, his limp figure- it all brought back memories of when Bucky shot Borya for what they thought was the last time for good. Her glassy eyes opened, cheeks flushed with embarrassment and her grief, which spread to her neck and ear tips. She was just radiating heat, her lips pursing as she swallowed thickly and simply uncovered her mouth to fold over the back of his hand that was entwined with her other one.
Her head tilted, resting there on his chest instead and finding comfort in his beating heart as she made a coherent, “I trust you then.” It was hard to say for a moment, the knowledge of any one of them dying out on the field and there was nothing they could do about it. Maybe thats what scared her most? Alyona did see it when Borya had once turned on their team on a mission in Russia. It was that same mission she found out he killed their parents and she got her scar over her diaphragm. Her lips curved into a frown, her eyes down at his lap and unablr to do much more. “Im sorry I cant help like you and the others..”
Wanda watched as Natasha groaned in pain for a moment, the assassin now moving to help strike with Steve in hopes to land a good punch. But her attention was now shared with Clint as the archer grabbed the two. He helped Vision up, Wanda looking at the older man with worry. “What took you so long?” She asked quietly.
“We had to pick up a couple things,” Clint grunted out, hauling the duo in and setting down Vision on an empty seat with Wanda. Alyona perked up slightly, sitting upright but her hands gently clasped over Bucky’s as if finding comfort. Borya merely opened large evergreen hues and narrowd his gaze sleepily. The group could only remain silent as Clint scolded Wanda softly, telling her it was a bad idea to have even gotten in a fight in the first place.
Drax looked on with a slightly arched brow before looking to Quill. “He is more manly than you,” Drax commented blandly, gesturing to the well fit god of Thunder snd then to Quill’s softer tummy. It was amusing really, as Drax had somehow ditched his popcorn like substance in the midst of all this chaos and to view the group with mild curiosity. It was like as if he were an overgrown child, with the mindset of a toddler and the attentionspan of one. But his humor was well worth the pain in the behind comments and looks he would give.
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Post by Maplestone360 on May 8, 2018 6:38:53 GMT -5
Gamora:
Gamora shared the same skeptical expression as Drax when she looked over at Peter. What was his deal? Whether or not the man was scrawny was the last thing that mattered right then. But, clearly, the stranger was well built, and looked like he would be very strong in wakefulness. Was Peter... jealous? She had to admit, she almost grinned. Why should he have any reason to be?
(I guess we could just say that Mantis woke him up XD idk)
Vision:
Vision sighed as he sat down in a seat of the jet, his pain easing. He looked over at Clint, who was quietly scolding Wanda for what had happened. The fight wasn't really their fault, but if they had done what they were told—kept checking in with the Avengers, not gone off on their own—they could've easily avoided it. The thought filled him with shame. If he had done those things, nobody would have gotten hurt. But now it was too late.
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#a8d1ff
The Ancient One
Name Colour
pumpkin pie
what if i fall? but my dear, what if you fly?
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Post by pumpkin pie on May 8, 2018 6:49:58 GMT -5
[ Haha alright xD ]
Suddenly, he was awake. He didn't know how long he had been under, or remember much- although, he had a strange dream of someone caressing his muscles? Another about some pirate angel baby? None of it made sense. As soon as his eyes opened, he spotted some strange girl looking over him, her hands on his head, and then around him, others, all staring rather attently at him. He lept up off the table he was lying on, completely alert and ready to fight the people surrounding him. He was still breathing heavily as if he had just come from battle and caught his breath slightly before addressing the odd looking crew who seemed amazed that he was standing and alive. "Who are you?" He demanded. He had nearly been killed, his brother had been killed, his people had been killed, his ship had been destroyed. Why should he trust these people? They hadn't killed him yet, sure- but had they planned to? Although, they looked a little...puny. He could easily crush them. Inwardly, this caused a laugh and he felt slightly better. He could easily steal their ship and get away. Not that he felt trapped. But he needed to defeat Thanos- he knew he could too, but he needed a weapon. And in order to get that weapon, he needed a ship.
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Post by Πιghtωιηg on May 8, 2018 6:55:07 GMT -5
She’d successfully dislodged the assassin. Grabbing the end of her spear, she turned around and shouldered the spear, pulling down as hard as she could. The Captain would either be flipped end over end, or let go of the spear. Win-win. Corvus was having a harder time. This man apparently had indestructible claws, and, more annoying still, he kept healing. Aiming for the neck in the hopes of cutting off the head, which should keep him down for a little while at least, he left his side open. Faster than he could process, three claws stuck into him. Dropping the glaive, he collapsed. Proxima looked back just in time to take a blow to the head. She went sprawling across the floor, stumbling to her feet. “Get up,” she hissed. “I can’t.”
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Post by Πιghtωιηg on May 8, 2018 7:58:26 GMT -5
Laura chuckled softly. "You misunderstand, Gwen. I'm Angry One. You're the new friend. After a few moments, she pulled into the driveway, turning to the right. Shifting into reverse, she backed into the garage. Pulling out her phone, she dialed a number, shifting into a flawless Russian accent as her boots crunched gently along the gravel walkway. "Hello. This is Dominica Antonovna. I would like a Gulfstream G650ER to meet me at the executive lounge at JFK International as soon as possible, to take me to Moscow, Sheremetyevo to be specific. I will be there waiting in two hours; I would greatly appreciate the jet being ready by then. I would also appreciate a bottle or two of Dom Pérignon." Pulling out her keys, she unlocked the front door, opening it a couple inches before reaching a hand around to undo the booby traps she'd set earlier. Walking in, she began to confirm payment details. Having confirmed receipt of the payment, she clicked the phone shut and opened her closet door. Pushing up slightly on the shelf, she pulled a thin box out of a slot in the wall. Opening it, she pulled out an assortment of passports, several blank. She took one of the blank ones out, and grabbed a camera from the shelf. "All right, Gwen, if you'll just stand in front of that wall for me, I'll get you a passport," she said. "You'll be going by Janet Marlow."
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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 May 8, 2018 8:35:12 GMT -5
Bucky:
He watched her for the longest time until she rested her head back on his chest and he had to stare across the room. He could once again feel her hand in his and he gave the back of her hand a gentle tap. "Well, at least someone trusts me," he said. People were always trusting him more than he trusted himself, and he didn't quite understand it. But, maybe it was because they saw something he didn't. Maybe it was because of what Alyona was saying... because beneath the Winter Soldier, there would always be a man trying to do the right thing. He then felt her gaze shift and found himself once more staring at her hair. "Not everyone can do what we do," he said, his voice quiet. "Sometimes we have to sit out and be here for when they come back... and that's okay. We need people to come back to. That's what makes it all worth it."
Cap:
The strength at which the woman pulled the spear sent a jolt through his body and he went flying through the air, but he didn't let go of the weapon. If he had it, it was better than her. She seemed powerful enough without it, so he wasn't so sure he wanted to give her an extra edge. He landed hard on the cement a few feet away, the spear at his side, and pushed himself up from the ground, his eyes fixated on the woman. He spun the weapon in his hand to get it into proper position and then watched as she was hit over the head and moved towards the other being, who had been stabbed by Logan. He slowly walked over to them, watching them curiously.
Logan:
Apparently what he'd been doing was working because, at last, the other man finally slowed down enough for him to get him. Before he knew it, Logan was stepping back and the man collapsed. Breathing heavy, he let his claws slide back into his hands and then eyed Steve and the others. Slowly, he made his way to their side and watched the two otherworldly beings on the floor. Had they won?
Quill:
Peter sent a surprised look Drax's way and then watched Gamora eying the man as well. He narrowed his eyes, about to make some snarky remark, when the man finally awoke. He watched him stumble about the ship and then Peter crossed his arms, trying to look like he could take him any day of the week. "Oh, no," Peter said, shaking his head, a small laugh escaping his throat. The man even sounded more manly. How was that even possible? "Oh, no you don't. This is my ship and I am the captain. I ask the questions around here. So, who are you?"
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Post by Πιghtωιηg on May 8, 2018 10:20:18 GMT -5
Well, that had gone spectacularly poorly. Not only had they failed to retrieve the stone, but Corvus had been injured. Suddenly, a blue beam of light shone through the ceiling and the two were beamed up, Proxima's spear being ripped out of Cap's hands to go with.
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#a8d1ff
The Ancient One
Name Colour
pumpkin pie
what if i fall? but my dear, what if you fly?
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Post by pumpkin pie on May 8, 2018 14:17:26 GMT -5
Laura chuckled softly. "You misunderstand, Gwen. I'm Angry One. You're the new friend. After a few moments, she pulled into the driveway, turning to the right. Shifting into reverse, she backed into the garage. Pulling out her phone, she dialed a number, shifting into a flawless Russian accent as her boots crunched gently along the gravel walkway. "Hello. This is Dominica Antonovna. I would like a Gulfstream G650ER to meet me at the executive lounge at JFK International as soon as possible, to take me to Moscow, Sheremetyevo to be specific. I will be there waiting in two hours; I would greatly appreciate the jet being ready by then. I would also appreciate a bottle or two of Dom Pérignon." Pulling out her keys, she unlocked the front door, opening it a couple inches before reaching a hand around to undo the booby traps she'd set earlier. Walking in, she began to confirm payment details. Having confirmed receipt of the payment, she clicked the phone shut and opened her closet door. Pushing up slightly on the shelf, she pulled a thin box out of a slot in the wall. Opening it, she pulled out an assortment of passports, several blank. She took one of the blank ones out, and grabbed a camera from the shelf. "All right, Gwen, if you'll just stand in front of that wall for me, I'll get you a passport," she said. "You'll be going by Janet Marlow." Gwen glanced over at Laura as she spoke. That made much more sense. She gave a sarcastic half smile and then proceeded to watching out the window as the car drove along. With the extra people, she no longer felt as comfortable as she had- which hadn't been all too comfortable to boot. As the car rolled to a stop into the garage, she unbuckled the seat and was about to get out of the car, when she heard Laura speaking russian. What else did this girl have up her sleeve? And what was she saying? She only understood a few of the words, some of which made her eye the girl cautiously. How old was she again? She shook her head and followed after Laura without any words. Instead, she took in her surroundings and as many details as she could, including watching Laura's every move. She watched as she grabbed blank passports and a camera. How many of those passports did she have? And why? Was this even legal? She really didn't want to get involved with the wrong side of the law. She had enough issues. Although something told her, the law hardly applied here. She was still watching Laura and tilted her head slightly as she told her she would be having a new name. Janet Marlow? She shook her head. "What if I don't want a new name?" She asked uneasy. "I don't like any of this."
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#a8d1ff
The Ancient One
Name Colour
pumpkin pie
what if i fall? but my dear, what if you fly?
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Post by pumpkin pie on May 8, 2018 14:22:59 GMT -5
Thor:
"Who am I?" Thor laughed. "Thor, God of Thunder, King of Asgard, son of Oden." He eyed the guy who had just spoken with a look of superiority. "Now, who are you all?" He asked motioning to the bunch for the second time. "I believe I asked you first." He stood a little taller now, watching as some of them eyes him as if he were a piece of candy. It made him feel pretty awesome. He almost wanted to tell them to bow down to the mighty god before him, just for fun. He was sure some of them would surely bow, all aside from the guy. He seemed a little on edge. And was there jealousy when he spoke? The captain? Right. He knew a captain when he saw one. This guy didn't seem to fit the mold quite well. Then again, the whole crew was a little...off.
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Post by Πιghtωιηg on May 8, 2018 14:44:34 GMT -5
"You're not going to like this, but if you want to get to the bottom of what's happened, this is how we do it. I'm the best at what I do, but what I do best isn't very nice. We'd just be using your name with Russian customs and when we're talking with the flight crew." She paused to think. "We could use your name on the passport, but I'd have to spend some more time, it would be more likely to be noticed, and depending on how deep this goes, it could tip them off that we're coming. I don't like it, but it's your choice." She could deal with almost anything, but there was no reason to make anything harder than it had to be. Just getting Jonathan to Russia would be enough of a hassle, but Gabby would throw a FIT if they left him, and it was her policy to never leave a man behind. The illegal stuff would be easier. Just slide the guard a few hundreds and he'd ignore the bag. Of course, she'd have to figure out how to get it back to the U.S. Russia was a lot more corrupt; easier to get things into.
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#a8d1ff
The Ancient One
Name Colour
pumpkin pie
what if i fall? but my dear, what if you fly?
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Post by pumpkin pie on May 8, 2018 15:10:09 GMT -5
rip logan
She let out a huff. "Fine, whatever." She said shaking her head once more. "Let's just do this." She didn't want to be tracked. And if this was going to get her answers, so be it. Although she didn't understand why the cover name if she was going to be using her real name occasionally. Why not just go full out? How bout a disguise even? Change her up, make her look like a new person? Snap. Done. That could even help her later. She could start her life over. No one would know who she was. But part of her still didn't want to completely part with her old self. Everything that had happened to her in the past, that was happening to her now- even if she wished things had turned out differently, this was her life and she wasn't trying to change that. That all defined her and made her who she was. "You've done this before I take it?" She asked.
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Post by Maplestone360 on May 8, 2018 15:21:43 GMT -5
Rocket:
In another situation, Rocket would've burst out laughing when Quill proclaimed himself as captain. Since when was he the captain? Why couldn't Rocket be the captain? They had never really worked that out before, after all, so why should Quill get to claim it so quickly? It made Rocket irritated to say the least, but with Thor standing in front of them all, he didn't protest. He definitely would nag Quill about it later, though. He would count on it.
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#a8d1ff
The Ancient One
Name Colour
pumpkin pie
what if i fall? but my dear, what if you fly?
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Post by pumpkin pie on May 8, 2018 15:27:56 GMT -5
Thor:
Thor looked at the bunch and scanned them. His gaze focused on the animal creature. "Rabbit, would you like to join me on this quest to receive my weapon?" He asked. "I could use a ship and you look like you know what you are doing." He eyed the animal. "I need to get to Nidavellir so a new weapon can be forged. Only I can take down Thanos before he gets all of the stones." Thanos couldn't get the stones. Two were safe on earth with the avengers, he knew that. The other- that was Nowhere. But before he got there, he needed his weapon. Without it, he couldn't stop Thanos. "I need to go to Nowhere after. Thanos will go there next."
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Post by Πιghtωιηg on May 8, 2018 15:29:22 GMT -5
"Yes," Laura said simply. "It's not as hard as you'd think. I'm just erring a little on the side of caution, and I don't trust your abilities in spycraft, so I'm trying not to put you in any overly difficult situations. Now, before we go, I want to see your hand-to-hand, so I know what I'm dealing with." Laura handed Gwen a switchblade, then opened the door to the basement, the wooden steps creaking slightly as she descended, the rubber soles of her boots firmly gripping the cold, concrete floor as she halted in the center of the room. "I heal, so don't worry about hurting me," she said, pulling a hair tie out of her pocket and pulling her hair back into a ponytail. She took off her jacket, tossing it into the corner, standing casually in a black tank top and jeans.
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#a8d1ff
The Ancient One
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pumpkin pie
what if i fall? but my dear, what if you fly?
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Post by pumpkin pie on May 8, 2018 15:34:14 GMT -5
Gwen rolled her eyes. She could handle her own. Just because she had never been in a situation like such didn't mean she couldn't handle it. She almost wanted to be thrown into the action just to see how she would react. That was how she learned best and had learned everything she knew. It was a pretty effective method and it taught her a lot. Really got the blood pumping, her nerves going like crazy and ready to react at moments notice. For this reason, her eye slightly arched when Laura handed Gwen the blade. She almost wanted to say 'for real? you are going to let me use this?' but decided that would be a little too amateur. Although, the thought of going after Laura didn't sit with her well. even if she healed. She had not real quarrel with her. Why would she fight her? None the less, she stepped back slightly so she was standing across from Laura, stanced and ready. "You or me?" She asked.
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Post by Maplestone360 on May 8, 2018 15:42:58 GMT -5
Rocket:
Now Rocket was confused. Thor was saying very much, very fast, and Rocket was having a hard time catching it all. First, he perked up when he heard where Thor wanted to go. "Nidavellir is real? That place is a legend! They make the most powerful weapons in the unive-" Then he stopped abruptly. "Hold on, Thanos? What the heck does Thanos have to do with this?!" Suddenly, Rocket had a very bad feeling about where the day was beginning to head.
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Post by Πιghtωιηg on May 8, 2018 16:00:37 GMT -5
"You first, please. If I went first, it would just consist of me disarming you, which tells us little about your skills." Laura maintained her casual stance, shifting slightly. She moved her weight to the balls of her feet, but the only way to tell was that she tilted a degree or so forwards. She uncrossed her arms, dropping them to her sides, then put her palms forwards and shrugged slightly in a "Well?" kind of expression. "Whenever you're ready." There wasn't a snowball's chance in hell that Gwen would beat her in a serious fight, but hopefully she'd land a few hits if Laura left some openings for her.
(hey have you edited your Strange post yet?)
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#a8d1ff
The Ancient One
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pumpkin pie
what if i fall? but my dear, what if you fly?
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Post by pumpkin pie on May 8, 2018 16:14:29 GMT -5
Thor:
Maybe this rabbit wasn't as bright as he thought. Or had he been so focused on the task ahead of him that he forgot to actual mention Thanos prior? "Thanos destroyed my ship. He killed my people. He killed my brother. He stole our infinity stone. Now he has 2, making him the most powerful being in the universe. If he gets all of the stones, he can and will destroy life as we know it. I need to stop him. Are you with me?" He asked again.
Gwen:
(nope, not yet)
Gwen nodded. "Fair point," She said quickly before eying Laura. Although Laura remained fairly still, Gwen was trying to read her movements. She had seen Laura fight and she knew she was good. But that didn't mean she didn't have a chance. She wanted to be ready. She flipped the blade in her hand a couple of times, turned it around, got a feel for it in her hand, what it felt like to be balanced and what it felt like to be unbalanced. She did a mock strike and felt that too. She knew that any weapon had to feel like an extension of the self or else it would feel clumsy and mistakes were easy to happen in cases like that. Although Gwen had never owned a blade herself, she had fought with knives before, not the same in comparison, but still similar and better than nothing. It wasn't as if she was completely clueless- she needed to know how to fight somehow living alone as she had, but she preferred not to fight if she didn't have to. Putting the thought aside and getting the feel for the small blade, she readied herself and quickly lunged for Laura's left, but then backstepped around only seconds later, moving to the right instead. She had done this move on others in the past and it had rendered her success.
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Post by Maplestone360 on May 8, 2018 16:31:17 GMT -5
Gamora:
Thor's words were echoing through Gamora's mind, confirming all her fears and filling her with dread. The quest Thanos had been pursuing all her life was now rising to a new level. Before, he had just been travelling from planet to planet, wiping out millions as he went, but now... he wouldn't have to. Once he had the stones, he could just sit on his ship and snap his fingers, and half of the universe would die. Everything he always wanted. 'Balance,' he'd called it. She couldn't let that happen. Not on her life. "No," Gamora interjected. "If Thanos is doing what you say, we don't have time to go to Nidavellir. He'll get all of the stones before we can ever reach him. We have to stop him now."
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Post by Πιghtωιηg on May 8, 2018 16:33:27 GMT -5
Laura bent her knees slightly, dropping into a light crouch as Gwen lunged at her. She was going to the left, but her stance was set up better for a switch back to the right. Laura moved back to the right, seemingly playing right into Gwen’s hands. What she was really doing was dropping into her right leg. At the right moment, she pushed off, exploding into a somersault back to the left, kicking out partway through and delivering a slight tap to the back of Gwen’s hand with her left foot. Rolling to her feet, she turned back to face Gwen. “Not bad. Let’s see what else you’ve got.”
(just let me know when you do)
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#a8d1ff
The Ancient One
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pumpkin pie
what if i fall? but my dear, what if you fly?
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Post by pumpkin pie on May 8, 2018 17:05:09 GMT -5
Thor:
He watched Gamora's expression change from one of admiring him, to concern over the name of Thanos. At least someone knew a dangerous and powerful monster when they heard one. "You seem to know him?" He asked. The way she spoke, it was almost like she had first hand experience with him. Still, Thor shook his head. "Without my weapon, there is no way he can be defeated. We must split up." Thor suggested. It was the only way this would work for them to be able to get the weapon and make sure the stones were safe all at once.
Gwen:
( ok- is there someone you are waiting on rping with him? )
Gwen wasn't fast enough to react to the moves that Laura enacted. She hadn't much practice. Still, she was proud of the little praise she received. She was pushed back slightly by the force of Laura's foot, but it wasn't enough to catch her off guard too much. She watched Laura as she moved around and took it in. She could use moves like that if she needed to when the time came. She once more lunged, this time, going for her knees but instead of slashing at her knees, she ducked and moved around back and tried to get her arm as she did so.
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Post by Πιghtωιηg on May 8, 2018 17:23:08 GMT -5
(Jean's with Stark right now, and she's mine.)
Interesting. While she clearly didn't have any formal training, Gwen seemed to have a decent set of instincts, and she would have done pretty well with that move against most people if she got it a little faster. The key words being "most people". Laura pushed back off the ground, doing half of a forward flip, easily clearing the knife. She quickly shot out her legs, wrapping them around Gwen's neck, and pushed off with her left hand, using Gwen's momentum to flip the both of them upright. Sitting on the floor, Gwen's head locked between her thighs, Laura leaned back on her hands and spoke, intentionally leaving Gwen's knife hand free to see what she'd do. "First rule of knife fighting: you don't have to use the knife. If you have a weapon in one hand, it's a lot easier to catch someone off guard with the other."
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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 May 8, 2018 17:44:25 GMT -5
Cap:
Suddenly, a beam of light shone through the train station and Steve watched as the two beings were pulled upward. There came a tug on the spear just as they were disappearing and it flew out of his hand to follow its owner. He looked from his hand where the spear had been to the vanishing beam and then at the others. His eyebrows lifted for just a moment and then he said, "Let's get out of here. I have a feeling this isn't the end."
Quill:
Peter watched the exchange between Rocket, Thor, and Gamora and took a step forward, puffing out his chest. Not only was the man extremely muscular, he was also a god... who also happened to be trying to saving the universe. Wasn't that just great? Taking his role and making it sound better to boot. He let his eyes slide towards Gamora at the mention of her step-father, feeling a chill run up his spine, and then narrowed his eyes at the pirate angel. "Gamora's right," he said. "We have to stop Thanos now. But if you say you need this weapon so bad - one that can defeat Thanos - shouldn't we all have a weapon of the sort?"
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