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solarisirius) wrote2016-05-22 06:01 pm
solarisirius) wrote2016-05-22 06:01 pm
general catch-all musebox post
Nothing fancy, just a general post to hold my top-levels for Musebox threads. It's about time I made one. Feel free to comment here with a character to receive an opener, or comment with your own top-level and we can play! You can see my muselist here!
for Wanda | Post Civil War
It ended with him in Sudan, and even though his Arabic was less than perfect and he was quite obviously a foreigner, work wasn't hard to come by. Not having easy access to a radio or a television, he was more than content to remain oblivious to the outside world, and the outside world remained oblivious to him. People in the rural areas had no idea who he was, but were happy to accept his help, especially once he got a reputation going as a medical professional (which, technically, he wasn't, but he's spent more years as a field doctor sort of person than a scientist at this point in his life).
Of course, it didn't last; it never does. When the Wakandan king was among the casualties at the UN bombing, word traveled like wildfire, and the family he was staying with was only too eager to tell him what their neighbor had told them from their last trip into town; there'd been an incident with the Avengers, a young female member (they had a young female member?) acting rashly and ending the lives of many civilians in Lagos, bringing the incidents in Sokovia to the forefront again. The end results was the Sokovia Accords, meant to bring the members of the Avengers to heel and hold them accountable for their actions instead of leaving them free to do as they please.
Aside from being alarmed that they'd been so close to his location, Bruce felt no particular way about the Accords. He was retired for a reason, and the Accords could arguably have been drawn up because of him, not whatever this girl did. He was the most dangerous, uncontrollable, and volatile of the Avengers, so perhaps it's for the best that such a thing exists, although he doubts that there's a prison in the world that could hold him against his will if he truly wanted to be free.
And as soon as he'd forgotten about it, the letter came. Carried by some sort of high-tech bird-like device, red and black in color that just zipped through the air and landed, quite happily, on the roof of his host family's hut. They were out, thank god, and the contents were as he expected; it was from Steve, asking him to come to Wakanda so they could talk. Something had happened because of the Accords, and he wanted to discuss it in person, if at all possible.
Sudan and Wakanda weren't that far apart, and if Steve had found him, others would as well. He'd have to move anyways. Might as well make a stop in Wakanda along the way.
Of course they were staying in residence with the new king, and of course he'd be meeting them at the weird, secret hideout that was apparently the new Avengers haunt. With Tony Stark being involved in their group, Bruce really shouldn't be surprised that a prince was now somehow involved with them. It still makes him feel rather underdressed, just like he did on the SHIELD base, to show up in a private helicopter wearing his third-hand suit.
At least the view from up here was nice. Not that he was given time to really admire it, though, before being ushered inside to wait. Most everyone was out, apparently, since he hadn't really been able to send word ahead that he was coming, but there were a few members still here, and one of them had been radioed to come retrieve him. When he asked who, the guard had simply shrugged and answered, unhelpfully, "the girl".
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It was not like the events of Ultron's uprising were a distant memory to her, something that had happened and that she'd moved on from. No, she would take those memories, like the last memories of her parents, with her for the rest of her life. Part of that guilt and pain naturally could be attributed to the loss of her brother, Pietro, as a result, or rather a consequence, of the choices she had made. The other part, what she had done to the Avengers, while acting as Ultron's ally. She'd played with their minds, used their deepest fears and painful memories to tear them apart from the inside out. One of her targets had been Dr. Banner, her powers unleashing the Hulk and causing him to go on a rampage of nearby city.
At the time, she'd been proud of her little accomplishment, how she'd brought the world's mightiest heroes to their knees, but now... now, all she felt was remorse. How many lives had been lost, because of her choices? The lives of so many Sokovians they had failed to save, and the lives of civilians that were lost during Hulk's rampage.
She'd since sworn off that kind of use of her abilities, unless under very specific circumstances, but she doubted that'd bring much comfort to Dr. Banner, even if he did believe her. As she walked down the hall of the Wakandan headquarters she and her fellow "rogue former-Avengers," all of these thoughts and feelings came over her in waves. She did her best to try and stay calm, to tell herself it was in the past. If the other Avengers were willing to coming around to her presence, then perhaps Dr. Banner would, too. Still, she very much doubted out.
As she reached the door to the waiting room, she paused a moment before entering. She closes her eyes, takes a deep breath, and tries to center herself. No matter what his feelings were towards her, Wanda knew that it was more important for Dr. Banner to be brought up to speed, to be informed of everything that had happened. Steve had been unclear after that, as to what exactly should be done regarding Dr. Banner. Likely, that was intentional, wanting to let him make his own choice. That had been what they fought for, hadn't it? Besides, other than Wanda, there wasn't exactly anyone around that could stop Dr. Banner from leaving if he really, really wanted to.
After the moment, she opens her eyes, knocks on the door, and slowly walks into the room. Taking a standing position just slightly between Dr. Banner and the door, but no so to seem as though she's trying to bar his exit. Oh no. If anything, her choice of standing position was based entirely on her own potential need to make a swift exit.
"Hello Dr. Banner."
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He's not even sure who to expect, since none of the females associated with the Avengers are young enough to be called a "girl". Natasha would probably hamstring anyone who dared, as would Maria, so he's expecting someone he's never seen before.
Not Wanda Maximoff.
It makes him laugh. What else can he do? Running a hand roughly through his already messy hair, Bruce turns to the windows for a moment before returning his gaze to Wanda, and of course, she's still there. She doesn't look particularly threatening, but he knows deeply and personally what she's capable of despite that demure, almost nervous look on her face.
"This is great," he says, and the displeasure is apparent in his voice, in his tense stance. "Is this some sort of set-up, or did Steve really think it was a good idea to send you in here to greet me?"
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Wanda's voice is flat, both making an attempt at dry humor and also equally lamenting the awkward social scenario here.
"But, he's away on a mission at the moment. So, I suppose I'll have to make do."
Even she's not sure if she meant that to be reassuring or dismissive. She stays standing where she is, again, making sure she can make an easy exit out the door if need be. She has no intention of having things turn ugly here. While she had managed to overpower Vision during Clint's jailbreak at the Avengers HQ, she was not exactly sure she could get the same result against The Hulk. Frankly, she didn't want to try. Too much potential collateral damage, plus angering Dr. Banner was kind of the last thing they were going for here.
"I know you do not like me, and you have every reason to walk out the door right now." She gestures towards the door, trying to sound as sincere as possible and show him how little she desired to make things hostile. "I only ask that you first let me get you up to speed on what you've missed since disappearing after Sokovia. The fact is, there are very likely people out hunting for you right now. Just as they are hunting for us."