Lila Barton

16 years old. Daddys Little Archer

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princessxtorunn‌:

Torunn was used to a land desolate and barren - and this was no barren land. It was clear tragedy and befallen this world, there were signs that the streets had once been bustling with life. HOWEVER, there was still life. There were still people living and getting on with life.

Many people were scarred and Torunn believed many had become hermits, refusing to leave their homes or flocking together in large groups and living as though they had to rebuild from scratch. Others, however, were doing their best to PUSH FORWARD. 

They were rebuilding and reusing. Not everyone had gone, and some people still believed that life could return to what it once was. And it seemed those people were right. After all, there were NEWCOMERS to this land - more people seemed to be appearing day after day.

This lady here, this young blonde teenager (well, she could only really be a year younger than Torunn herself) was one of them. She seemed dazed and confused and hurt. Had she arrived from a world without Avengers or Mr Tony?

“The AVENGERS” she said simply in response to the question, though that was not strictly true. The Avengers now had a mansion outside of the city limits. “They used to,” Torunn then admitted. “But sometimes people come and go. There’s laboratories inside there, and it looks like people are trying to build.”

“The... Avengers?” Lila questioned, a slight lilt in her tone. The name was familiar but it came to her slowly.

“The superheroes,” she stated, more to herself than to anyone else. Her gaze turned from the almost majestic female by her side to the building in front of her. She had seen ruined displays in crumbing stores advertising the team. Plus, a lot newer than those crumbling stores, were posters of people she supposed had to be in the group - asking why they had not saved the people of nyc, or asking the world to stick with the avengers and things would be alright.

“It’s an impressive building,” she remarked to the blonde by her side, trying to be joke just a little with her. But the joke definitely fell flat. The building might once have been grand, but now? It just seemed SAD. “Uh-- so, so there’s labs in there? What kind of thing do they make? Or did they used to make?”

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Lila wasn’t sure what was going on now. Didn’t know she was. Her memory blank she only knew her name from the necklace she had been wearing (well, that and she found a school id card in her back pocket). Lila Barton. Who was that? Who knew? The girl didn’t know what her life had been like before she had vanished, didn’t know what had happened or where her family was now. But she would find out.

Lila stood still, looking over at the deserted streets and trying to piece things together. She had been taken in by an elderly woman who had lost her own family in the DISAPPEARANCE. But disappearance to where, and why? What had happened five years ago? Where was everyone?

Her stroll wasn’t really helping, she couldn’t remember anything new at all. Trudging along, she looked up at the few people she passed. Some seemed happy, others withdrawn. it seemed you either flourished or died. 

She stopped once again, looking up at what she knew was stark tower. It was hard not to know what it was considering there was a massive sign declaring it as such. As she was looking up at the almost familiar tower, she sensed rather than saw someone standing next to her. She glanced over at them, unsure about whether to speak. Might be a bit awkward.

“SO uhm... you know anyone who lives in there?” she asked, gesturing at the pretty empty and old looking tower.

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heartandpryde‌:

Every time that Kitty thought she knew what was going on in this new world, something happened to throw her completely off her game. There were so many similarities between this world and the world she grew up in - but those tiny differences were crazy and kind of made the x-woman feel homesick. 

But this time she was glad that there was a difference. Fucks sake it was a good thing that there was no STARKBUCKS in this universe. Tony totally didn’t need his ego inflated more than it already was.

“Boy am I so glad this is called starbucks, you have NO IDEA how insufferable Tony Stark was when the Starkbucks line of coffee shops opened….”

Lila could certainly believe that. A Starkbucks, that was crazy. But from what she could gather about Anthony Stark it did not surprise her. But she really shouldn’t be judging people she didn’t know, that wasn’t exactly fair.

“Was it different to normal Starbucks?” she questioned, slightly curious despite herself. The teen was interested, and though she wasn’t sure why this woman had suddenly started talking or how she knew Mr Stark she was ready to listen.

“Did it taste any good?” That was the big question.