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diesabierunt‌:

Faith suddenly sits down and is looking around, “Listen I got about five seconds before this guy finds me. Can you please pretend to know me so the creep will leave me alone?”

Immediately looking out for any woman anywhere, Bobbi agreed to the stranger’s request without hesitation. She kicked the chair out for her, shoving her book into her hands and telling her to cover her face. Bobbi picked up one of the scattered books, opening to a random page and pretending to read it.  ❝ Alright, your name is Sandra, at least for now until he goes away, ❞  Bobbi explained in a hushed voice to her, wanting to give her an alias. She’d worry about finding out her real name, later.  ❝ What’s this guy look like? ❞

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tjough‌:

‘  uh,  i,  uh    don’t  mean  to  impose, but  i’m  new  here  and  was  wondering  if  y ’  wouldn’t  mind  showing  me  where  the    damn    elevators  are.  all  i’ve  found  is  stairs  and  i’m  not  totally  inclined  to  be  climbing  up  six  flights  all  the  time.  ’   a  light  texan  draw  came  from  the  polite,  but  obviously  confused,  young  man  with  the  slightly  scarred  face.  ‘  just  point  me  in  the  right  direction  and  i’ll  be  out  of  your  hair.  ’

The accent took Jessica by surprise, as she hadn’t heard one, especially one so thick, in person before.  ❝ Oh, er ━━ I’m new here, too. ❞  Jess chuckled, one hand coming to rest on her hip, while the other ran through her hair.  ❝ But, I’m pretty sure the elevators are just down that hallway and to the right. ❞  She pointed along the direction she meant with the hand that had just left her locks.  ❝ Sorry if that gets you more lost, though, and the possibility is there, ❞  she humorously admitted. 

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ofcrunaways‌:

.｡.:*☆ “Whoa!” Poe laughed and jumped backwards once the woman had been running into him, more amused than mad and quickly bending dwon, trying to pick up and catch the things she had dropped.

“It is alright ma’am, no worries,” He then said. “Are you okay, though? Or did you get hurt?”  

She immediately began to gather up her things, dropping to the floor and flashing the man an appreciative smile when he bent over to help her. The  ❝ ma’am ❞,  however, made Jan chuckle.  ❝ I’m fine, are you sure you’re alright? The rolls can pack a surprising punch. ❞  She grinned at him when she stood back up, taking the remaining rolls from him.  ❝ Thanks a bunch, Mr. ━━ ❞  she shoved all the fabric precariously into her left arm as she extended her right hand to him.

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dreamcfspring‌:

“excuse me?” jane stood beside the woman’s table, biting her bottom lip, clutching a folded piece of paper in her hands. she had a backpack over her shoulder, and she knew it was only a matter of time before restaurant staff asked her to leave, but she would take advantage of what little time she had. “have you seen this man?” she held the crumpled paper out to the stranger, revealing a messy drawing of a man’s face. he had curly dark hair and dark eyes like her, but a larger face, thinner lips, and sideburns. it’s what she thought her dad might look like, and after all, that’s why she was here, wasn’t it? and she had to start somewhere. “he’s my dad. i’ve never met him, so i don’t know if this is what he really looks like. but they said i’d find him here.”

Bobbi closed her book on her thumb, staring up at the stranger, before taking a look at the piece of paper she was holding to her. Her brows furrowed as she examined the scribbled face. It was, unfortunately, unfamiliar to her, and she shook her head at the young woman.  ❝ No, I can’t say I have. But I haven’t been here all that long, I’m sure he’s around somewhere, ❞  offered Bobbi kindly, a sympathetic expression on her face. 

Glancing between the other and her closed book, Bobbi sighed ━━ her helpful nature getting the better of her. Taking mental note of her page number, Bobbi removed her hand from the page, and folded her arms as she leaned back in her seat.  ❝ How long have you been searching for him? ❞

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handsbloodied‌:

a perpetual pessimist, jessica would have never said that there were a lot of perks to the powers that she had.  more often than not, too much trouble came along with them.  but at least one thing that she’d never had to worry about despite her years of public transportation and refusing to learn how to drive, was carrying home groceries.

then again, she’s not sure why any person needs that make fabric rolls.  “don’t think you got enough,” she remarked with a snort as she leaned down to grab what was dropped.

Jan chuckled at the stranger’s comment, tucking the fabric more strategically in her arms. She squeezed her arms to her sides to keep the few rolls she placed under there secure as she took the rest back from the other helpful woman.  ❝ You joke, but I feel like I never have enough. ❞ She flashed her a quick, apologetic smile.  ❝ Thanks, sorry again. Are you here for some fabric, too? ❞  Jan questioned, eyeing the other up and down, noticing the shopping bags around her arms. 

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rcwrittcndcstiny‌:

Her cheeks were dark with embarrassment at how stupid she felt right now. With a warning glance at her bag, Marinette hoped that Tikki would stay quiet. Some days, her kwami was a little more trouble. “So, uh… macaroons?” To distract the woman from the topic, she held out the container full of raspberry macaroons. “I missed my parents, so I baked.” She already knew that Tikki was going to be sulking that Marinette was sharing them around with others, so she gave another wary look at her bag. 

Jessica Drew was never one to turn down food. So, she eagerly took what was offered to her, humming as she took a bite of the deep pink desert. Nodding her head, she gestured toward the rest of the macaroons with her bitten one.  ❝ Delicious, ❞  she commented with a slight smile. ❝ Sorry about your parents, though. How long have you been here for? ❞  Jess asked nonchalantly as took another bite to finish off the macaroon.

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The restaurant was crowded, and far too loud. Bobbi was sitting perched at a table for two, books and notebooks littering the table, some of them open to different pages. Her nose, however, was buried in “The Selfish Gene” by Richard Dawkins, while she sipped away at her third glass of Chardonnay. So she hardly noticed when the stranger approached her table.

[dinneratgrannys]

Red & Snow, Season 5

What you get back when you love someone far outweighs the risk.

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rcwrittcndcstiny‌:

“Seriously, Tikki, are you really su-” Realising that someone was looking at her, Marinette’s whole body froze mid animated motion. Crap. Talking to her bag was not a normal thing. “Heh, my phone. It’s on speaker?” Her voice was weak. Despite all the practice she had at it, she was still no better at lying than she had been before she met her kwami, in either lifetime. “There’s really nothing to see here.” 

❝ Right, yeah, that’s fine, ❞  Jessica’s eyebrow flicked upward in amusement. She waved her hand to show she wasn’t going to disturb or further question the other. Jess had seen plenty of people do odd things, and this wasn’t the oddest by a long shot. 

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spellsfm‌:

❝  is  this  town  usually  android  free  ?  ❞  kara  carefully  inquired,  hues  dancing  around  their  surroundings.  ❝  it’s  just  quite  odd  to  me  that  i  haven’t  seen  any  around.  ❞

Jessica’s nose crinkled at the thought.  ❝ Honestly, I don’t know. ❞  She paused, glancing around them, before turning back to the other.  ❝ Where do you come from where androids just stroll about the streets? ❞

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Jan was carrying way too much for her small frame. So much so, that she could barely see around the mountainous pile of fabric rolls. The way she moved to weave around the objects she could see, lead her crashing straight into another person. She stumbled backward, and a couple of the fabric rolls went tumbling to the ground. 

❝ God! I’m sorry! ❞  She apologised hastily, bending over in an attempt to scoop up the fabric that had escaped. Three more rolls left her grasp as she did, and she let out a long sigh.

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( fashion design, science labs, bright yellow ) –– && it looks like janet van dyne has finally arrived in woodshore ( though she originates from marvel ). although known as a THE WASP back home, here she is a thirty-five year old fashion designer, known to be BRAVE, but ASSERTIVE. she was coaxed here with the promise of PEACE. she remembers LEAVING HANK PYM IN ENGLAND. 

from what point in your characters canon are they taken from?

Janet and Hank had left for England in a hope to have a break from crime fighting. But when Hank couldn’t leave his work alone, Jan got frustrated and left, heading back to the United States. Before she left, she heard of Woodshore and its promises, and decided to go there instead.

what are the basics of their ‘new lives’?

Jan has returned to fashion design full-time, loving every minute of it. It’s mostly quiet for her, since that’s what she ultimately wanted.

what were they promised upon arrival in woodshore, and what was their reaction to receiving it?

Some god damned peace, and she’s extremely happy to have it.

when they arrived in woodshore and received what was taken of them, did they gain any memories of their past? if so, what memories do they have?

She remembers Hank, she remembers leaving him, and she misses him greatly. Her memories as The Wasp aren’t too distant, either. 

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voidrisen‌:

Ok, he hadn’t really expected her to come and sit with him. Most women would roll their eyes at him, not sit beside him. Even if he hadn’t meant to stare. Her name struck a chord in him that he just couldn’t put his finger on. Geeze, had he lived another life he didn’t know about? “Uh — Wade, Wade Wilson.”

❝ Wade... Wilson. ❞  She slowly repeated, the name feeling ridiculously familiar on her tongue. It felt too right to be a coincidence, and the more she looked at him, the more she seemed to recognised him from her dreams. Which sounded way cheesier than it was, her dreams always felt like incredibly real memories. Could he have been from before? 

She chuckled nervously and shook her head, letting a sign fall from her lips.  ❝ Yeah, as weird as it is, I feel like I know you from somewhere, too. How long have you been here? ❞

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lilxcskys‌:

one minute the red head had been reading her book and the next thing she knew, she was jerking back awake, “i am awake, i am awake,” her words came out of nowhere before jean ran her fingers through her fiery locks. the young woman had not been sleeping well; what with different scenes filled with fire and screams. “sorry, i didn’t realise how tired i was until i nearly hit my head on the table by accident,”

Bobbi had been engrossed in her own book, however she still noticed the young woman across the table jerking awake in front of her. She lowered her book, giving the other a sympathetic expression.  ❝ I’ve done that many times, you don’t have to apologise. ❞  Bobbi kept the book on the table as she went back to reading, stealing a brief, almost worried, glance at the stranger one more time.

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voidrisen‌:

Wade couldn’t help but stare. There was something about her that was familiar. Which was strange because he remembered his old life. Maybe he had forgotten things. “Sorry, I just thought I might know you.” He shook his head and turned back to his cup of coffee. Things here were weird, even for him.

Something about him felt strangely familiar to her, too. She must have just seen him around when she wasn’t paying much attention, but she still frowned slightly when he looked away. This place was bizarre, and while Jessica had been granted some memories (and honestly, she’d have preferred not to), so many important pieces were still missing. So she marched right over, taking the seat next to him.  ❝ My name is Jessica, ❞  she extended her hand.  ❝ What’s your name, then? ❞

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Jessica suddenly jolted back to reality from her daydream. She glanced around the courtyard, attempting to get her bearings back, and noticed someone obviously staring at her from not too far away. Jess stared back at them, and they matched her gaze. She raised a questioning eyebrow at them, folding her arms across her chest.  ❝ Can I help you? ❞

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dicmcndsinthesky‌:

Azari stopped at the coffee shop of the resort, trying to finish the project he started last night. He almost slept doing it so he decided to finish in the next day. He sipped the coffee at his table while being concentrated at the project. Due to his acute sense he could hear someone stepping closer to his table and wait for them to get closer. “Sorry, sorry. I couldn’t find any lab to do my projects. I’m sorry. Just let me put this down” he said grabbing the gadget and putting in a chair next to me. “The seat is free now. Again, sorry”.

Bobbi had searched for a nice place where she could relax and read the books on the local plant life that she had checked out from the library. She had settled on the coffee shop she saw on her way to get the books. Fortunately, when she stepped inside she was greeted with mostly silence, aside from the usual ambient noises in the background. Unfortunately, the place was packed. She noticed a free seat at a table across the room, not shy enough to care that someone was sitting at the table already.

So she approached him, noticing an array different things scattered on the table. He was working on something, and it piqued her interest. Bobbi opened her mouth to ask if she could have the chair, but he beat her to it. She offered him a half-smile and her thanks, and decided to sit next to him, her books no longer a priority.  ❝ If you don’t mind me asking, what’s all this? ❞