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// breathes
“After everything that happened with S.H.I.E.L.D., during my little hiatus, I went back to Russia and tried to find my parents. Two little gravestones by a chain linked fence. I pulled some weeds and left some flowers. We have what we have when we have it.”
Semi-selective indie MCU/616 Natasha Romanoff. Written by Ray. I’ve seen every movie except for Doctor Strange and the first Ant-Man.
I will interact with comic characters, but I’m more comfortable with MCU characters.
I have 9+ years of roleplay experience and I’m not new to Natasha.
Natasha is bisexual and will be shipped with chemistry, although if you want to ship, please keep in mind that we have to communicate OOC and that shipping isn’t my first priority. I want to give Nat the development and care that the MCU refuses to.
That being said, I do have ships I’m biased towards.
// hello please bear with me ive been sick all week and im still not better rip
bystcrdust:
Nodding to his words, she moves a hand to rub at the side of her face. Kurt had a very strong point in her mind, and with a heavy sigh, her hand falls back to her side.
“You’ve convinced me, then. Sorry to be a nervous, fickle thing, but I will try.”
Turning another small smile towards him, she rolls her eyes but giggles all the same. “It’s a mystery how you haven’t if I haven’t pulled my hair out either. There’s too much of mine anyways.”
❝ Good. ❞
He smiles, tail swishing happily behind him, and nothing about his demeanor would suggest that just moments ago he hadn’t been goofing around.
❝ That must be a pain to brush in the morning... ❞
bystcrdust:
Moving to lean back as she considers his words, Ava grimaces. If she was being true to herself, the idea did seem at least slightly promising. Though she couldn’t help but not entirely trust herself as much as she trusted the professor.
“Maybe, I’ll… I’ll consider it. It’s kinda fickle, y’know? Sometimes I think I have a handle on it, but most of the time I’m just a nervous wreck.”
❝ I don’t mean to push, but you really should talk to somebody. ❞
He’s lowered his voice, so as not to attract any other attention, and his expression is serious. Sure, Kurt understands the whole being nervous thing, but still.
❝ Trust me. It helps. How do you think I haven’t pulled all my fur out yet? ❞
bystcrdust:
“Somethin’ like that, yeah. It’s more, uh, mental stability than it is real training, but…”
Her grin is turned down, as the teenager lets out an awkward giggle. It was hard to convey, but she thought that perhaps it had gotten better this time around. Nodding to his words, she shrugs.
“If I wasn’t so afraid of asking for help, I probably would.”
❝ If you’d like, I could put in a word for you. The mind is one of Xavier’s specialties, after all. In fact, it is perhaps his strongest. ❞
If you’re struggling with your head, who better to seek out than the world’s most powerful telepath? Kurt can’t think of anyone more suited for the job, frankly.
runfastgivesass:
The speedster smiled weakly and swung himself down so he could sit besides Kurt. Once he settled, Pietro looked at him and grinned, noticing the confusion on his face.
“Didn’t wanna cause my aunt trouble. Plus, if I leave, who’s going to bother you all summer, hm?” He smirked playfully, poking the other’s arm a few times.
Truthfully, he wasn’t going home for the simple reason that he didn’t want to risk placing a target on his family’s backs, his half-sister could very well turn out to be a mutant as well, with his family’s pronounced genes.
He stares blankly at the other for a few moments, then shrugs with a quiet hum. It’s a good enough answer and he isn’t exactly one to pry. At least, not too much. Kurt flashes Pietro a wry smirk, relaxing against the tree trunk once more.
❝ Well, I’m sure Logan is around here somewhere... ❞
Not that he would ever complain about company, oh, no. The fuzzy guy had a penchant for getting far too lonely, far too fast, and it often resulted in him pestering others for attention. It’s nice to be the one sought out for a change.
Don’t mind him. He’s just floating in the pool. It’s hot.
bystcrdust:
Grinning, yet rolling her eyes as he lands before her, the teenager crosses her arms and shakes her head.
“I’m trying to work on my emotions before I even start goin’ for the rest of it. I’ve set a couple things ablaze by not realizing how I was acting, so… That’s something I want to work on before I start doing anything formal.”
❝ So you want to train yourself... before you train? ❞
He... doesn’t quite get it, to be honest, but it’s not his place to judge. Kurt brings a hand to his chin, a gesture of consideration.
❝ You know, I’m sure the Professor would help you out with that, if you asked. ❞
bystcrdust:
Giggling at his words, Ava shoots a wry smile up at him. Hands move to reach out in front of her, and she closes her eyes for a moment to concentrate. Moments later, a few small flames begin to raise from her hands only to dissipate almost as fast as they had showed up.
Eyes open, and she glances back up at Kurt.
“I can do a little more than smoke, but not easily. Most of the time, the smoke is just me forgetting that my emotions bring up my mutation…”
Rolling her eyes and with a hand folding under her chin, the teenager shrugs. “Though I do see what you mean, and if something ever happens I’ll make sure to try and half-control myself.”
❝ That is how it usually works, I think. Some sort of self-defense response. ❞
Kurt chuckles to himself, dropping to the ground before her with a flip to land on his feet. Showoff.
❝ But that is the beauty of this place, you can learn how to control it. Has anyone started training you yet? ❞
runfastgivesass:
Okay so, Pietro did technically have a place to go. His aunt’s basement wasn’t all that bad, really, but it was no fun. There was nothing exciting about the same old stolen goods and nonstop pacman arcade music playing obnoxiously in the background. Pietro loved that music, obviously, but he was told multiple times that it can be quite the annoying tune. Amateurs.
He was going for another run around the mansion when he noticed a splash of blue within the greens and browns of the scenery, an instant smirk appearing on his face; Kurt. He loved Kurt. The kid was awesome, and he wouldn’t even try to lie about it. “Wassup, Blue Boy?” Though there was nothing there only a second ago, Pietro now hung upside down above the other, a wide grin on his face. He’d used his speed to run over and climb up the tree without being seen, which he hoped would startle the other.
So much for that.
One second he was enjoying the peace and quiet, and the next he’d been startled by a sudden breeze and a voice directly above him. Kurt gasped, nearly smacking the back of his head on the tree trunk as he practically jumped out of his seat. He looks up, brows furrowed in confusion before raising in surprise.
❝ Pietro, what are you doing out here? I thought you had left? ❞
It was an innocent enough assumption-- if one had a family, why wouldn’t they want to see them? He certainly missed his, but they were much too far away. And Pietro had a little sister, if he was not mistaken. Wouldn’t she be missing him?
bystcrdust:
Brows furrow, not at Kurt and his strange way of relaxing, but at his question. The longer she thought about it, the more sense it made, or at least by a standpoint of how much she had seen it herself. Ava’s gaze is turned up towards the man hanging from the ceiling and she grins.
“’S probably because there are so many mutants by now, if you think about it. Soon enough, some become more dominant and others more recessive. I guess the only difference between it and normal biology would be the fact that they can manifest in many different ways for the same thing.”
A wave of her hand, and the teenger stares at the smoke that had begun to form at her thoughts.
“My mother had fire, though hers was more, uh, lava. If that makes sense, so I guess I was bound to have it in some form? Maybe fire and blue are just the big two, and everything else forms within normal biology?”
❝ Lava? Oh, I knew somebody who could do that. Though I’m not quite sure what she is up to now. ❞
He shrugs, which looks a bit comical considering he’s upside down, but whatever. Kurt’s eyes linger on the smoke, and he hums, tilting his head, pondering something.
❝ You know, I bet that could be useful in the right situation. Say, you are in a small room, or trapped in some sort of cage. You could just knock your assailants right out without even touching them, or going near them. ❞
[ starter for @bystcrdust ]
❝ I think I have started to notice a trend... ❞
He’s hanging upside-down by his tail from a beam in the ceiling, a hand brought to his chin in thought, gaze focused on the girl-- Ava-- standing below. This is what happens when Kurt has nothing better to do, evidently.
❝ I’ve met a surprising number of blue people. And I’ve also met a lot of mutants whose abilities manifest in... uh. Fire. Pyrotechnik. I wonder if they are some sort of dominant allele in the X-Gene? How else would they get to be so common? ❞
Somebody’s been reading about biology, it seems. Don’t think about it too hard.
[ starter for @runfastgivesass ]
The sun had just begun to set.
Among the branches of the towering trees that surrounded the Xavier mansion, sat one Kurt Wagner, watching the pale blue sky shift to a warm marbling of orange and coral. There was a gentle breeze, enough to rustle the leaves around him, but not enough to be uncomfortably chilly or make his fur stand on end, and the temperature in general was relatively warm. He enjoyed days like these, where he could just relax by himself and watch time slip by. Classes were out for the summer, which meant a majority of the student body had left to return to their families, save those-- such as the incredible Nightcrawler himself-- who had nowhere else to go. Peace was hard to find, and fleeting when it did come. The mutant intended to take advantage of it at any opportunity.
He’s got his back against the trunk of a large, seemingly ancient oak, tail swinging idly below, one leg drawn up with his arms loosely wrapped around it and the other dangling off the side of the branch.
Sigh. What a nice day. It would be a shame if someone... interrupted it.
// smash that like for a starter i guess
bystcrdust:
Oh, he had got her there. Frowning, with a hand moving to tap her chin pensively, Ava finally shakes her head.
“I was just… Letting my mind wander and myself, so not really? I’m sure I could find something to do, though!”
Understandable, have a nice day.
❝ After you, then. ❞
