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Darcy Lewis Graduate Student Member of Rebuild HQ RP "I'm a badass... Just your everyday non-super kinda badass.">

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godlyhair:

[Lady Darcy] Are you being sarcastic?

[Lady Darcy] Asgardian Mead ages for one thousand years and has knocked down even the mightiest warriors. It’s not made for mortals.

{Thoreo Badass} Sarcastic…. Moi? You bet your Mew-Mew I am! I’m so proud you got that Buddy! Well done you! :D

{Thoreo Badass} ….. The more I head bout this stuff the more I wanna try it dude. Mortals love trying stuff they’re not supposed too!

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godlyhair:

“The trip is no longer than any other destination.” But he could fly. He always forgot that not everyone could fly. “The heat! Oh, the heat! It allows you to wear flip flops and short pants and Australian Midgardians not always wear superior body part clothes! Their beasts are nothing compared to those of Asgard.” He sentenced with a small smile. “Darryl gave me a tiny paper with instructions and numbers and directions. I can not remember where I put it. But I shall find it for you.” Thor nodded, he couldn’t see how Jane would find any of Stark’s technology useful for her research but she was the smartest person he knew and if someone could do it that was Jane. “In that case, Stark would be a fool for not hiring her.”

“Dude, remember we talked about this. Not everyone can travel by Mew-Mew.” she told him, “Some of us gotta take the big scary metal birds to get places. Your rode in some a few times with the avengers.” she chuckled, “I’m sure you rocked flip flops and a tank top Buddy.” she frowned, a little curious, “Thor, what kinda beasts are there on Asgard? Cause I’m not gonna lie, totally jealous Janey got to visit and I didn’t, but if a giant monster is gonna try and eat me I’m gonna rethink my plans.” She nodded happily, “That’d be great! I’m sure we’ll have a lot to talk about.” She was glad Thor understood, maybe Stark would listen a little more if Thor but the idea forward, “Oh! Make sure to tell him that you guys are friends and he likes you!”

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Bluffing To The Max || Darcy & Tony

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the-m3chanic:

“Was that an option?” Tony asked, raising an eyebrow, a small smirk on his face. He’d definitely been ruder and still gone home with a girl on his arm, but that was with significantly more alcohol, and when he hadn’t had a five inch hole in his chest. “She’d probably be the admin. Never thought an A.I. I designed could be so exasperated with me, but it’s whatever. She still sticks around.” Was he talking about the A.I. now, or something else? Considering the fact a computer system couldn’t exactly leave, he figured it was the latter.

This girl was like a vault of movie references. Tony figured she could’ve given his college self a run for his money. “Because I don’t usually let people in my house!” he defended, though admittedly it wasn’t even true. He had more kids coming and going from the Tower these days than he ever had before. It was becoming a problem. “Technically that would’ve been your fault. Who comes into a crazy scientist’s house and presses the big red button? That’s, like, Intern 101. You should’ve seriously gotten the memo by now.”

The second she sat down, Tony began smirking even more. Darcy went straight to the point, and he appreciated that. He remembered that she was a political science major, and while that might’ve broken a weaker man into cold sweat, he had dealt with more than enough politicians in his time to maintain a cool demeanour (not that he’d ever seen a politician quite like Darcy Lewis before, but that was besides the point).

“Diana Prince and T’Challa are a prime example of this,” Tony said. “Typically those with diplomatic immunity are people of high social standing, who are confined by the constraints of their position. T’Challa doesn’t want any bad will towards his country, so he signed, and Diana Prince wishes to keep the peace. The moment someone comes forward – a ruler of a country who wishes to bring that governmental scrutiny on themselves – we’ll figure it out.” He smirked at Darcy once more. Dum-E pressed a cool beer into both of their hands, and Tony patted his head for the trouble.

“Nice question,” he remarked. “You ever thought about journalism? You remind me of a woman I knew once, in another life.”

Darcy thought about it for a moment before shrugging, “Meh, I hate to say a hard no on almost anything.” she was a very open minded girl and so long as her mother and older brother never found out she planned on staying that way. Besides, it was Tony Stark after all. “Ohh well that would take a load of weight off my shoulders. You should always treat the interns well Dude, we’re the roots that bring sustenance so that the flower may bloom.” she said in what she hoped sounded like an ancient old Chinese mans voice. “It’s a labour of hatred and love I’d say.”

If they dod a degree in references and meme’s she’d be giving the damn lectures on it right now, such was her knowledge of pop culture. “Well that’s not my problem. I’m in your house and I’m you miracle birthed niece, you should have planned better. What if a super villain came in here? Or a child? Or a blind guy? Friday! Fix this shit! This is bad interning!” She scoffed and looked back at him, “Your button your responsibility. Having it out like that is like putting a big red jewel in front of Abu in the cave of wonders… Which would be an awesome nickname for this joint.”

She’d always been a blunt girl, like the time she brazenly asked her fifth grade teacher what bondage was, she’d overheard it on the subway the day before. The poor woman had called her mother and it had led to rather amusing parent/teacher meeting. She’d only gotten worse with time, much to her poor mothers chagrin and several other people’s amusement.

“Uh-huh.” she nodded, “I see how well it works as a gesture of good faith to other cultures, but what about those who aren’t willing to sign the accords? And what about those from different planets. Asgardians?” She didn’t know what Thor planned to do but she wanted him to be safe and would happily tase anybody who threatened the Big Guy. She took her beer and blew a kiss to the little robot before chugging three quarters of it in one go, burping impressively and carrying on, “You see where I’m going with this?” she asked him, “Plus I’m pretty sure that horney prima donna is out there too, and he’s trouble in Slytherin colours.”    

“Pfft, Dude I hate journalists. Busy-body’s gossiping behind their jobs.” she snorted, “I’m just a nosey bastard who wants to know for my own sake.”

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fatal-kiss:

One of the best things about er new gig, was that Pamela also had a lab, just like when she was a young and promising researcher in Gotham. But she didn’t just have a lab, also a greenhouse. And that’s exactly where she was currently, where it was located on the roof of one of NYU’s many buildings in Manhattan. It hadn’t been as difficult as she thought it would be, adjusting to a new life and a new name. She was humming as she watered each plant, her fingers tracing each one affectionately. She was a little perturbed when Pamela heard the footsteps of whatever stranger decided to join her. “What can I do for you? I’m sure it’s something important seeing as you got passed my security door, walked through my lab and into this greenhouse.”

Desperate financial times called for desperate measures. In this case, playing intern to loads of other professors in the science building. Turns out good ol’Jane had bigged her up to the others in the building and now they were all after her transcribing services. She’d done some work for a biology professor, no idea who he was or what his paper was about, but the guy paid well. And he’d asked the papers be delivered to one Dr. Rose ASAP. So that’s why she was huffing and puffing her way up too many stairs, mainly because she felt she was getting fat and the exercise would be good an arrived panting on the roof in view of the unfairly good looking Doctor. “Wow, Dude you’re hot, respect.” she blurted without thinking, “Anyway, I’m Darcy. Professor Johnson had me transcribe some notes and deliver them to a Dr. Rose who I’m guessing is you?” she asked, holding up her notes. “Those flowers smell awesome.” she added, turning to give them an extra sniff.

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godlyhair:

“Australia.” He said simply and shrugged one shoulder. “Your words bring me great joy, Lady Darcy,” Thor smiled brightly and engulfed her in a tight hug. “Your words are very true. I did not know Frend Stark was interested in studying the universe.”

“Dude! I have always wanted to go there!” she smiled, “But it’s such a long trip and all the wildlife wants to kill you and eat you… plus I don’t do well in extreme heat-” she would have a carried on rambling but Thor had scooped her into a tight, but welcome hug, “Aww, love you too Big Guy! Gimme Darryl’s number though, I wanna talk to the guy.” he could be interesting. “I don’t think he is Dude, but he has all the money and the best stuff in his labs. Janey could repurpose it for universe studies easy.”  

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godlyhair:

[Lady Darcy] I trust you.

[Lady Darcy] If you survive I promise to hold your hair back.

{Thoreo Badass} Cause I’m oh-so-trustable Big Guy!

{Thoroe Badass} Dude! I survived a frat-party with kegs in my freshmen year of college. I got this! 

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Bluffing To The Max || Darcy & Tony

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the-m3chanic:

“I’m totally telling her you said that. I don’t make the rules. Crazy scientists have to stick together. There’s a group chat and everything.” That had been Richards’ idea to ‘promote good will between colleagues’ and ‘share and expand our knowledge bases.’ Tony would’ve left the chat a long time ago on the basis of that poor reasoning alone, but enough times Sue Storm threatened to murder Doom and it was very entertaining, so he was encouraged to stay.

He leaned in towards Darcy, very quietly whispering, “Thesis.” Tony then stepped back, a grin on his face. “The more times you say a word, the less power it has over you. Take my word for it. Ha. Pun unintended. Punintended.”

Darcy was not a good influence. He was making shitty jokes, even shittier puns, and he had a smile on his face the size of the Tower. Tony wasn’t sure whether to be pleased with himself or irritated that he understood Darcy’s reference, and as he made his way towards the workbench, he called over his shoulder, “Release a missile at a specified point. Last time I checked, it was set for New York, so I’d recommend not hitting it, or else we all die.” It had been a precaution, one he knew none of his teammates would take, and when it came down to it Tony had proven he wouldn’t do that either. But when wars were being fought, it paid to have a back-up plan.

“Please tell me you went into the tanks,” Tony said. “FRIDAY, order us tacos please. The best place in New York, every flavour they have.”

“As you wish, boss.”

Tony pointed to one of the stools that lay around the workshop. “Take a seat, Lewis,” he said, “and tell me what you wanna know about the Accords. I’m best qualified to answer, just sayin’.”

“Well that’s just rude Dude. We’re definitely not bumping ugly’s now.” Not that it had been her main plan to begin with but meh, “Really? Huh, I have gotta make an intern version of that! So we can all bitch about you guys and plot the eventual murders you drive us too…” she grinned, “Bet Friday would love to run it for me.” Yes she knew the AI’s name, she did a little research, granted that and Pepper Pots were the only names she could apply to him, and she little about the latter, aside from she was God-like in style and grace.

Darcy shuddered, aiming to act like the hyena in the lion king, “Ooohhhh,” she smirked at him, “Do it again.” and chuckled, “Alright, but we’re talking about an academic term here, not Voldermort.” Although both had similar reactions in that students who said the word trembled in fear afterwards.

People could accuse Darcy of many things, being a good influence was not one of them. Unless it applied to her educating Thor or looking after Jane. She was tempted to push the button for the hell of it, until the explained what it was for, at which point she recoiled she would from full-priced clothing (she only shopped charity and sales). “Dude! Why the hell is that left in the open! I coulda blown up the city to make good on a cartoon reference!” She could see her tomb stone now ‘Here lies Darcy Lewis, she blew up a city for the lolz.’ Yikes. “If not for my incredibly self-restraint I’d be doing some frantic death-bed praying right now.” Her family kept threatening to go to church, just never got round to it. She was sure God understood.

“Well duh, I don’t do things by half measures Dude.” she told him, deadly serious, “Except academic essays.” she amended.

“Thanks Friday! I’d have your cyber babies if you asked!” she yelled at the air.

Darcy pranced (yes, pranced) one to the stool and heaved herself onto it, “Sure thing Iron Sides.” she grinned, “Well, first of all, not keen on the idea myself and how are you gonna apply these laws to those with diplomatic immunity?” she asked a grin on her face.

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godlyhair:

[Lady Darcy] That’s confusing.

[Lady Darcy] Diluting Asgardian mead would be a sacrilege!

{Thoreo Badass} You’ll get it when you see it and it’ll be awesome

{Thoroe Badass} Alrighty then! We’ll do it straight! To hell with the hangover! Though you’ll have to hold my hair back when i barf the next day Dude.

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godlyhair:

“Darryl is my friend. We lived together until I came here,” he simply shrugged. “Am I not allowed to have other friends?” He was confused. He had had other friends before meeting Darryl. “I thought her science equipment was good enough already.” 

“Really? Aww, that’s sweet! So where’s Darryl live?” she wondered where Thor had been, “Pfft! I was joking Dude, you have all the friends you want, you deserve’em and they’d be lucky to have you.” she told him, “Oh it’s pretty good, but ol’Iron Sides has like, the best shit going, and Janey, like you deserves the best.”

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Arrows & iPods 2: The Reckoning || Darcy and Clint

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hcwkguys:

Clint shrugged his shoulders. “Most of my friends are kinda pissed at me, like, eighty percent of the time. That’s just part of being my friend.” He’d be the first to admit that he found it easy to piss people off; it was kind of his specialty. Half the time, he didn’t even do it on purpose. “I kinda suck at karaoke, though. Can’t carry a note to save my life. But, bright side, I have no shame so I’ll get up on the stage anyways.” He made a face at the mention of aiming the taser a bit lower, shaking his head adamantly. “Please don’t. If you’re gonna tase me, just shoot me in the chest. Stopping my heart would probably be preferable to aiming that thing between my legs.”

Snorting, Clint nodded. “Yeah, it’d be nice to have a gajillion dollars. But, hey, at least she’s got somebody watching her back.” That was important for anyone with things the way they were now. “Don’t think you wanna be in a room with him. Speakin’ from experience here, he’s a real piece of work.” Clint wasn’t sure he’d ever be able to get passed the way Loki had played around in his head. Most nights, he still had nightmares about it. “Hey, what’s that like? I mean, I love my brother, but last time I saw him he stole every last dime I had. And he tried to kill me a couple’a times but I’m kinda more pissed about the money. I gotta turn over couch cushions just to buy a pizza now, y’know? Sucks.” This conversation was totally not going his way, and Clint really didn’t feel like getting tased. “No one died! And I’m not even with SHIELD anymore. We had a, uh, a falling out. I’m just as pissed at them as you are! Maybe more!” He nodded quickly. “She is super hot. And she doesn’t think it’s funny when I get tased unless she’s the one doing it. Trust me, you do not want to be on her bad side. She takes down non-90-year-olds in way scarier ways than heart attacks.”

Darcy laughed, “How come? You steal all their stuff too, iPod thief?” Cause she wasn’t about to let that one go in a hurry, “Although I get it. I mean I tend to weird folks out myself, go figure right? I reckon it’s why Janey, Thor, Erik and I do so well, we’re all a little nuts. Well, Erik most of all after that damn Loki made him go banana balls.” she growled, seriously, five minutes, that’s all she’d need. “Eh, folks don’t do karaoke to be good, it’s for shits and giggles. Hence the getting drunk beforehand.” She couldn’t help but grin a little smugly at his response, “Yea, that’s why I though Dude. And trust me, I’m an expert with this thing, I downed Thor with it.”

She sighed, “I’d settle foe enough to buy pop tarts every week.” Seriously, why were the so expensive? All she wanted to do was eat good food and have booze. And make sure Janey and Thor were safe but hey, one thing at a time. “True that. The damn girl’s awful. I had to bribe her to shower once by hiding her notes and the ket to the laboratory.” she said exasperatedly. “Oh trust me I do. That’s guys got a hell of a lot to answer for and my brother taught me how to throw a punch.” After her Pa taught him since he’d passed before she got her turn, “Huh? Having a pervy protective brother? I dunno,” she shrugged, “Pretty cool. Awesome, nice to have him but sometime annoying as hell. Y’know, family.” She figured it was the same for pretty much everyone, “Your bro sounds like a dick. Want me to beat him up?” she asked, she wouldn’t mind, any excuse to fire her taser really. “Really? All the accords BS huh? Bunch of assholes.” Who the hell did that think they were going after heroes like that? “Who is she anyway? Anyone I know?” Maybe a lady avenger, but then the only ones she knew were Scarlet Witch and Black Widow, scary bunch. “But I’m an innocent Grad-student and bestie’s with an Asgardian Prince, she wouldn’t hurt me over a little old tasing.”  

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ghost-inwinter:

The last thing that Bucky expected was someone to yell that in the middle of this chaotic Times Square crowd. And he swore, just for a moment, that there was complete silence as everyone stared at her, then a few seconds later, went back to their own crises. Bucky glanced around, noticing that despite most people decided to ignore the strange young woman in the middle of the square, a few people did take notice of her. Despite his urge to disappear and hide as he’d been doing for the last few years now, Bucky stepped forward before anyone else could get to her. He gripped her arm firmly in his hand. “Cap is my friend,” he said in a low voice. “Now come with me before they decide that you’re actually a problem.” He flicked his gaze back and forth to two people in the crowd whose eyes were glued to them. “We need to go now.”

Bucky pulled her with him as he made his way through the crowd. “I don’t know what made you think that yelling that in the middle of Times Square was the best idea, but now you are definitely on their radar.”

In hindsight Darcy may have jumped the gun a little with her stunt, but really she’d just been overcome by the Cap’s speech, poor poor Trish Walker and the whole damn situation. She needed to do something, and at times the quickest way to get what you needed was to, well… shout for it. Still, after the short pause, during which she looked around to see if anything like the dear old Cap coming at her calls, she figured she’d head on home and try a plan B, maybe she could hack the network he’d used to get on TV? That was a thought, oh! Maybe she could back hack and try and see where the damn syndicate had been broadcasting from! Maybe- Oh! And now a stranger had grabbed her, dammit! Where was her taser, her and her big, oh… “Really? Dude that’s great! Say could you do me a solid and- wow!” And he was pulling her away, “Really? What’s the rush Dude? Cap that desperate for help?”

“Radar? Oh crap.” Of course there were bad guys in the damn square, “Well, y’see Dude, I ain’t the best at planning ahead, I just kinda do stuff. Like the time I jumped off my garage roof cause my big brother told me I could fly. Anyway, if folks are following us I can kick their asses, I have a taser.”

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pxnishercastle:

Frank snorted lightly at the statement, giving her a nod. She didn’t seem angry about it. It might’ve been easier if she was; Frank was far more familiar with anger than friendliness, and he was much better at fighting than small talk. Still, he figured it was nice not to be snapped at occasionally. “Shirt’s seen worse.” This was one of the few shirts he still owned without any visible blood stains, though that may have been due to its dark fabric. He chuckled at the slip-up, raising a brow. “Yeah. Hate to feel dick.”

Darcy was inherently nice until threatened. Granted she had a pretty low ‘I’m being threatened’ threshold, hence one tased Asgardian Prince, but other than that she was lovely to people. Her Pa had always said people don’t see enough smiling strangers, a grin and nice personality could do the world some good. “Really? Nice. Gotta say I hit a low when I got Space Elf blood on one mine. Shit would not come out.” she shook her head. Darcy was unable not to laugh at the way he said it, “Hey now! As a red-blooded gal it’s not always bad feeling dick, sometimes it’s very nice. I just assumed you didn’t enjoy it, which may have been a little judgey on my part so soz for that.” Darcy’s lack of filter made for some pretty interesting conversions.

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godlyhair:

”Most of my other friends are superheroes, it’d be hard to hurt or kidnap them. Except Darryl. Darryl would be easy to kill.” But Darryl lived too far away for either the Syndicate or the Strike Force to hurt him. “Perhaps it’s better if she stays hidden for now. I can’t imagine how being around Friend Tony could help her to be safe.” He shook his head. “That’s a very unfair policy.”

Darcy was about to respond until she heard the name ‘Darryl’ “Wait… Who’s Darryl?” she asked, “Thor Odinson have you been cheating on me with another midgardian buddy?” she asked, playing at being offended, truthfully it was good the big guy was meeting people. “Well, that’s not so much being safe so much as it is having Iron Man nearby and way better science equipment.” She made a face and shrugged, “Sorry Big Guy, but to quote every mother ever, life’s unfair we gotta make do.”

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legendcrystarlord:

Peter shrugged, “Maybe he sold his soul so he could sing this good.” Honestly, he didn’t really believe in souls, or in God. He’d traveled the length of the galaxy and back and hadn’t found any proof of a power higher than some really fucked up, mega power aliens. “You know a lotta scientists? That’s cool. They know anything ‘bout space travel?” Maybe they could help Rocket and him fix the ship. He watched as she stumbled back, wrinkling his nose. She was more dramatic than the Ravagers, he didn’t think that was possible. “Uh, I don’t know,” he replied. When she grabbed his arm, he looked at her as if to say ‘are you crazy?’ But hey, she’d said something about music, so he wasn’t about to complain. “You planning on showing me Beyonce?”

Darcy was actually brought to a pause with that one, “Huh… Y’know, could be! I’ve seen Supernatural, that shit happens.” On TV anyway, and after being attacked by Space Elves she was much more opened minded. “Sure do! Well, I intern for like the world’s best Astrophysicist, that involves a little of space right?” she asked, “Why? You some kinda astronaut who’s been living under a rock?” He had to be the latter if the didn’t know about the Queen Beyonce. “I’m sorry Dude, but you ain’t really getting a choice in this. I can’t in good conscience let a guy go around not knowing about Beyonce. All women and gay guys wanna be her! And everybody wants to sleep with and be married to her!” Jay-Z was a lucky bastard. “When I show you Beyonce Dude, it’ll be a religious revelation and you’ll thank me.”

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godlyhair:

[Lady Darcy] Like a portal?

[Lady Darcy] Asgardian mead is not made for mortals but I suppose you can try.

{Thoreo Badass} More like a magic looking glass!

{Thoreo Badass} Aww c’mon! We can dilute it! And then we can party! I need a party Thor! It’s been stressful!

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godlyhair:

[Lady Darcy] What’s Netflix? And emojis? 

[Lady Darcy] That would be my pleasure!

{Thoroe Badass} Netflix is a gateway to a world of almost unlimited moving picture entertainment. Emojis are tiny portraits expressing varying emotions.

{Thoreo Badass} Sweeeeeet! You Asgardian’s have the best booze!

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godlyhair:

“You’re my friend. They could go after you to cause me pain.” The mention of Jane being a possible target made him shiver. “Jane should be careful. But so do you.” As long as Mjolnir was by his side, he wouldn’t need to worry about his safety. “Why can’t you tell me? She spoke to you about private things between us. I should be part of that bond. Or at least it should be legit to share information with me too.” 

“Pfft! You have way more important friends they could go after Dude.” She'd be at the bottom of the totem pole. “I’ll make sure Janey’s looked after, I’m trying to get her in with Mr Stark, I reckon he'd be up for it. Then Jane would be fine!” She laughed a little bit, “Ah, but you’re one half of the relationship Thor. The Bond’s rules mean that both sides of the same relationship cannot be in the same bond. And different bonds cannot discuss things prohibited by prior bonds, you get me? It’s a tricky thing Thor, I’ll make you a booklet on it.”