Why’d you text me so late?
iworemyleatherjacket:
“I have to get at least a B in Algebra test, and I ain’t flunking so I need to spend one more year in this miserable place.”
...Wait, are we breaking into the school to change your grade or something?
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@argentumpietro
Why’d you text me so late?
iworemyleatherjacket:
“I have to get at least a B in Algebra test, and I ain’t flunking so I need to spend one more year in this miserable place.”
...Wait, are we breaking into the school to change your grade or something?
Why’d you text me so late?
iworemyleatherjacket:
“Shh…” - she said even though there was no one around to see them. She looked carefully to the sides, just to make sure. - “Well, I need a favor. I told you. My life depends on it.”
No it didn’t but she was afraid he would say no.
Your life? Aren’t you being a bit dramatic?
Why’d you text me so late?
I get the feeling you’re up to no good... And why did we have to meet outside of the school?
“That’s freaking cool. You know that, right?” - she crossed her arms and bit her lower lip trying not to fan girl too much. - “Why would someone shot you, by the way?”
He laughed, a little embarrassed. “I guess it’s pretty cool... And it was kind of a long story. A bad guy from my sister’s and my past.”
“Gee, that’s rad.” - she chuckled - “I can’t really do that much. Best I can do is try to avoid getting hit. I found out I am not bullet prof in a not very nice way, y’know?”
I’ve taken a bullet. Even with the fast healing, it’s not fun. If I’m paying attention, I have time to doge it.
“I heal fast.” - she explained. Putting the cigarettes back in her pocket. - “I bet you do too, right?”
Yep. Accelerated everything. Got hit by a truck once and all my bones were healed in a few hours.
Ninety-eight...Ninety-nine...
[Sif blinked and suddenly Pietro was gone. He was back just as quickly. She laughed and took one of the cones from his hands.] I’ve never had this before at all, so I’m not sure.
Well, happy to introduce you to this beauty. [He smirked, licking his own cone.]
Ninety-eight...Ninety-nine...
[Sif nods, pursing her lips as she listens.] Do you know what other people experience when they move with you? Is it merely a flash for them?
Huh, I don’t really know. I’ve never seen it. I can move some things faster than the human eye, but you tell me I guess. [He shrugged before rushing off, the air stirring up as he disappeared in an electric blue blur. Three and a half seconds later, he returned with two ice cream cones in hand.] Hope you like mint chocolate chip.
Ninety-eight...Ninety-nine...
The speed? It’s… weird. It’s not really like I’m moving fast, but that everything around me is just slowing down. I used to do it without even trying sometimes. [He looked around him, making sure everything was still regular speed.]
Perhaps you’re not going fast at all, just slowing everything else down.
[His brows knit together.] I mean, I guess you could see it that way. I’m pretty sure my powers aren’t like that though. [He looked down at his own hands, flashing back to all the treatments Von Strucker had put them through.] I know I can run across water, so it’s not a matter of me slowing down or being able to make the water dense, I’m just quick enough to play on the surface tension.
Ninety-eight...Ninety-nine...
Hm, I suppose that is true.
What’s it like?
The speed? It’s... weird. It’s not really like I’m moving fast, but that everything around me is just slowing down. I used to do it without even trying sometimes. [He looked around him, making sure everything was still regular speed.]
Jessica couldn’t help but be surprised as in a glimpse he was had her stuff on his hands. She reached for the cigarettes nervously.
“They can try. I’m hard to kill, tho.”
I guess that’s true. [He hands it back to her.] Just because you’re super strong doesn’t mean your lungs are though.
Ninety-eight...Ninety-nine...
Unless it’s a stupid move.
Even if it is, I have plenty of time to correct it before anyone else notices.
Ninety-eight...Ninety-nine...
Fast is not always best.
I take it this Von Strucker is the one who made you this way, then?
It is when you’re always the first to make a move in the room.
Ninety-eight...Ninety-nine...
Of course not. Did your powers make you this cocky or were you born this way?
I’ll give it up to the powers. I’m sure that wasn’t Von Strucker’s intention, but it’s easy to get a little cocky when you’re the fastest one in the room.
Ninety-eight...Ninety-nine...
Now you’re just being arrogant.
I would apologize, but I am not sorry. [He drops down from the bar to put a shirt on.]
Ninety-eight...Ninety-nine...
[Sif tilts her head and thinks for a moment before stepping forward and tapping his wrist.] Hands closer together.
That’s if I’m using both hands though.
“I have a heart. But it ain’t under the the jacket. It’s buried somewhere along with all the fucks I don’t give.” - she said playfully.
Mm, clever. [He moved quickly then, his hand like a quick blur as he pickpocketed whatever she had in her jacket, holding it in his palm.] Okay, so no heart. Just some loose change and cigarettes-- These’ll kill you, y’know.