zack-knuckleman:
I love Marvel so much.
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@living-lightning
zack-knuckleman:
I love Marvel so much.
becauseitneedstobedone:
“Supergirl, actually.”
“That does make more sense. You can call me Lightning. Living Lightning.”
becauseitneedstobedone:
“I’m faster than a speeding bullet too. Or so I’ve been told.”
“Impressive. Is the S for Speeding Bullet?”
thoughtsmash:
“Well– either way, I apologize.” His lips pursed, eye contact breaking for just a moment. He needed to do this, though. He needed to face this.
“Yes–of course. Miguel.” He hesitates for a moment before taking his hand, still unsure as to what this exchange will bring. Who will bring up the inevitable first.
What a pleasure it would be to let lightning rip through the Hulk’s veins as their hands met. Let his blood boil. But he wasn’t the Hulk. And Miguel was no longer that person. That impulsive teenager who believed his father was right.
But just because you’re wrong doesn’t mean you have to die.
After breaking hand to hand contact, his eyes fell to the ground. “You kind of dropped off the grid. I was wondering if I’d ever run into you again... like... ever.”
ipanemas:
❛ - —— wouldn’t be possible for me to look any less , but you’re not looking too bad yourself if i do say so . ❜
❛ como vai as coisas , amigo ? ❜
“I missed that humility. And thank you, I’ve been trying.” He rubbed the back of his neck. He didn’t speak Portuguese, but he could assume what Roberto was saying based on similarity between words.
He hoped.
“Things have been good. Taking care of the American Southwest by myself for the most part now that Clint and his merry team of misfits seem to have disbanded.”
a man of untapped potential? Don’t you dare ever call me that again!
frozenmutant:
“one of my outfits was just a speedo. i tell ya, i’m lucky i don’t feel cold.”
He couldn’t help but laugh at that. “Did you at least have shoes on?”
frozenmutant:
“well hey, we can’t all get janet van dyne originals. it’s better than some of the stuff i put myself in. did you see my first costume?”
“I guess we have the added bonus of ice or lightning forms to hide any outfits we don’t like, huh?”
frozenmutant:
“bobby.” a beat. he unfreezes, ice slowly cracking off his body. it’s a lot more personable than the ice form. “nice costume, man.”
“You like it?” He patted the metal on his shoulders. “It’s a, uh, Hank Pym original. Probably should have sprung for a Van Dyne...”
ϟ @frozenmutant
Alright. Say something cool. This is just a first impression. No big deal. First meeting, it’s cool. You’re both super heroes!
This is fine!
“Miguel.” Is all he said, blinking for a moment as he tried to remember basic words again. “That’s me. It’s nice to meet you.”
fryordie:
@living-lightning | small starter call
“I am not the same as the god I once was.” For starters it had only been a matter of weeks since he traded his axe for a hammer of some description again, and at that he had to settle for imitations, given the original’s destruction. “Perhaps it would be best if you seek the aid of another to help you resolve your issue.”
“Well, you got a beard and a new outfit, that’s for sure.” Miguel should probably get a new outfit. Everyone is nowadays, he feels a little left behind. Especially with these shoulder pads. It was true, though, Miguel hadn’t seen Thor in quite some time. Or, at least this Thor.
“Maybe I just wanted to check up on an old friend.”
becauseitneedstobedone:
“… Uh. Nope.”
She hovers a little off the ground.
“Oh, yeah. That would explain it.”
prodxgaliron:
❝ ……yes… It is Pops you’re lookin for right? Most people come here tryna find him. ❞
“I have to say I don’t know who pops is. Or, at least who your pops is.” A pause. “Sorry?”
thoughtsmash:
“–Mr. Santos.” He swallows, keeping eye contact a struggle he intends to win. “It’s–good to see you too, under better circumstances. I– apologize for our last meeting.”
“It wasn’t your fault.”
It never is.
He felt a small amount of anger at the word ‘Mister.’ “Call me Miguel.” He extended a hand, awkwardly.
becauseitneedstobedone:
“Is New Mexico nice? I’ve only ever flown over it.”
“Guess it’s better than the old one, ‘cause they had to make a new model, right?”
Wait for laughter Miguel. He cleared his throat after he felt his joke flop. “So, you mean, like, in a plane? It’s a flyover state?”
fxlsworth:
Once Brian was sure the build up had returned to usual levels, he reached over to take the flask back. “Not in the slightest. Been going on for near enough seventy-five years. It’s a long story, involves Stalin, Thor and Namor but basically Thor went hammer first, brain second. Would’ve preferred the other hammer if I’m honest.” Sipping some tea, arguably just for the effect.
“That’s a lot to take in at once. And judging by your pinkie up moment, I think you know.” Miguel rubbed the back of his neck. “Last time I saw Thor, she was looking well. But I think you may be referring to another Thor.” Nonetheless, he extended a hand. “Miguel. Living Lightning. Or just Lightning, if you’re nasty.”
anyone wanna talk to this Good Boy?