banished kree music lover.

low stakes emotionally, noh-varr // 24 // young avengers high stakes action.

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kylraynr:

Kyle doubted that the guns would do anything against the Lantern’s armor, but he put his hands up anyway. “I shouldn’t.. be here? I was assigned here.” Kyle dropped his arms. “So let’s lower our weird glove guns and maybe talk this out?” He said, taking a step forward. “My business? I’m a Green Lantern, assigned to protect Space Sector 2814.” Kyle’s ring began to glow bright, readying itself to be used. “I’ll ask once again. What’s your business?”

Noh was hesitant to drop his guns, regardless of his knowledge of the Green Lanterns and their raw power. Their duty was the same: to protect Earth. Except, one was recognized for it, and the other wasn’t. “I’m Noh-Varr of the Kree,” he stated firmly, finally lowering his guns. He wasn’t a threat to this planet. Not anymore. Despite the Earth’s negative associations with the Kree, he was still proud to be one. “I am a Young Avenger. This is my ship. I’m here for the Registration Act.”

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wcrbilly:

“Uh…. Noh.” Billy called softly. He wasn’t harsh to the other, because his father was technically a robot too, so he was used to it. “The app store is an app itself inside of your phone.” He said softly.

Noh glanced at his phone, then back to Billy. For a prolonged moment, he simply stared off into the distance inquisitively. “Could you download the Trish Walker game for me, Billy?” He handed over his phone. 

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outlawrxbin:

“You mean Home Depot?” 

“...-- Home what?”

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amrcachvez:

          a combination of her mother tongue  ( literally ) and noh’s presence sees america releasing the civilian,  pulling away from him with only a sneer.  it’d been awhile since he’d learned spanish,  and she STILL had to fight the nostalgic tears threatening her tough exterior.  she turns to her team mate,  packs a light punch into his arm because the alternative is to end up crying.  “ yeah yeah,  alien boy.  always gettin’ in the way of my fists.  let’s get a slice,  then. ”

They’d come to a point where he could translate her punches into her thoughts. A protective arm lures her away from the journalists, slipping a comment in about how it’s not difficult to get a superhero’s name right. “They’re not worth it,” he muttered. “By the way,” he turned to America, “you forgot to flush this morning. That’s the third time. I don’t want to see what you had for dinner every morning.”

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zachyzatara:

That was adorable. Zach found himself beaming at the man, eyes crinkling slightly. "Dude, it’s not a place. It’s a store on your phone. You should not purchase stuff on it, though. There are free apps that always get the job done. If you still want to go shopping I could take you to the mall? They have a lot of stores there.” 

“Hmm,” Noh-Varr titlted his head, amused by the concept. “All I really need is the Trish Walker game. Would I be able to purchase one at this mall?”

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qveenzcl:

          “ do i, ”  harley sounds,  in a way that says she DID,  and knew him well.  “ i think i burned out my dad’s johnny cash record when i was a kid. ”  far beyond social queues,  harley plucks his phone. eyeing the recently listened to list,  harley nods appreciatively.  “ ronettes,  huh ??  SURE GOT swell taste. ”  she taps away,  selecting a song.  then removes the headphones,  and places them neatly around his head.  “ here  –  returnin’ the favour. ”  she plays please mr. postman by the marvelettes.  “ DO Y’LIKE IT ?? ”  harley mouths slowly,  over exaggeratedly. 

Eyes lit up with a certain kind of fondness associated with revisiting treasured memories. However, he decided not to share his own with this stranger. He never did. “You must have had a nice childhood,” he comments, understanding just how naive it sounded. “Do I,” he copied. A song began playing in his ears, and almost instantly he started bopping his head to the beat. “What are you--” Reading her lips, he wasn’t sure if it was what she’d said, but he repeated it anyway, “TWO TIME HIT?”

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ryandrno:

“I do not know which way it is to the store of apps, but I have been trying to find it myself.”

“It shouldn’t be too far from here,” he commented idly, observing the other man’s visage. Red hair, orange skin, green eyes. “Are you from Tamaran, by any chance?”

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loyaltoxin:

        over a plant. three simple words, something one would deem to be a MEANINGLESS sentence, had pamela seeing red. the male before her spoke as though the plant was on par with some tactless, inanimate object found within the walls of a thrift store. lissome digits clenched into a fist, eyes falling shut as a short, mirthless laugh fell from the expanse of her lips. ❛ it’s not… it’s not just a plant, ❜ she began, cerulean hues filled with malice. her head was swimming, the iniquitous voice lingering within her mind urging her to call upon the life around her and manipulate something that the man deemed inferior to SQUEEZE THE LIFE out of him, —— a group of vines would do. a sharp inhale was taken, jaw clenched as she willed herself to calm down. she could not go back to arkham. ❛ it’s an anogramma ascensionis, you dense little boy. an extremely rare, and extremely endangered species of fern from the pteridaceae family. the morons within this lab STOLE it from the region in which it hails from, simply so they could do some fucking tests on it.  ❜

Repressed anger was a sight more easily translated than most social cues. Burying all your emotion into a tightly coiled hand usually meant you had something to lose. Noh-Varr’s had his fair share of boiling fists, tightly shut lids, and a laugh that was more of a worn out roar, and yet he’d lost close to everything. The second she finished, flashes of his days of being strung up in a lab, having test after test run on him by Dr. Midas, caused him to fall into a temporary state of dissociation. “Sure, yeah...” Voice strained, attempting to mask any undertones of distress, he ran a hand through his hair, urging himself to snap out of it. Glancing down at the man on the floor, he looked back up to her. She was a person exhibiting a fervent passion for plants, but even then this action seemed a little extreme. There was more to it. More to her. “Is he dead?”

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futzinghawkeye:

“Doesn’t mean I should have done it.” Of course Kate had to have the last word. Damned if she didn’t. Blue eyes lingered on the form of her ex boyfriend. He was perfect and she was not ashamed of admitting she only wanted one thing from him. It turned into something more then she was prepared for though. And faster then she expected. That was the problem. Kate leaned against the counter, cheeks flushing with a pink. “With me?” The archer didn’t know how to react. She was not going to be the “woman scored” angry and unforgiving, jealous and nasty. His words were sincere. he was a crack in her other wise sturdy foundation. Kate studied his features, “You really hurt me.” Damn it Hawkeye, why did this make her feel vulnerable. He was a boy, she was supposed to move one. Why did she linger?

In moments like these, there’s always a casual shrug of the shoulders that didn’t necessarily mean that he agreed, but he found her stubbornness endearing enough to accept it. With the rose tint now emanating from her cheeks, he realised the importance of being heedful when it came to his choice of words and actions -- they couldn’t seem romantic. He was pretty sure she’d hate that. More importantly, he didn’t want her to misunderstand his reason for being here. “I know,” he whispered regretfully, meeting her gaze with sincerity. “I am sorry, Kate. I’m sorry for hurting you, and I’m sorry for appearing unannounced when my intention was to give you space, but I hope you can believe me when I say that I am willing to do whatever it takes to fix this situation.” He paused, lowering his head for a moment. A small but heavy sigh escaped his lips. It wasn’t the first time he has had to let go of someone he loves, but it definitely didn’t make it any easier. 

“I’ve done a lot of thinking, and if you do decide to forgive me, then we cannot go back to the way we were.” He struggled to get his words out. “Dynamics within the team are already strained, and I accept full responsibility of that.” Another pause. “However... the Young Avengers are all I have,” he confessed, perhaps in the most open and honest way he’d been since he crashed on Earth. And it was all thanks to Kate Bishop. She gave him a family, and he’d be forever in her debt. He wasn’t accepted anywhere else -- not home, and not Earth. “I cannot hurt you again, not like this, and I want to promise you that I never will, and that can only happen if I am not in a position where I can.” 

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atlanteansoldier:

“–do you mean the apple store??”

“No, the app store. I need to get my hands on a Google maps. I keep getting lost.”

[marveloki]

Avengers (2010) #25

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mcncsyllabic:

she WASN’T very good with technology ( babs had tried and failed to show her countless times how to work different devices ). the caucasian-chinese young woman had little no experience with technology, yet she had a vague understanding of their functions. she held out her hand, motioning for him to hand her his cellular device.  “may i ask for your phone, let me see it. that…that is… where the app store is.”

“Oh...” Looking down on himself, he tapped all over his costume-clad body. “It appears I have not brought it with me.” He gingerly ran a hand through his hair, thick silver locks falling gracefully in front of his face. A habit. “Is there no other way to get to the app store?”

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inkstcins:

    “ Which app store? There’s about three probably on this street. “

“I am not entirely sure. Whichever one is selling the Trish Walker game.”

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invisiblestcrm:

                    “Oh god uh – you can’t go there physically. It’s short for application store and you can usually find it on a device.”

“Ah...” He seemed fascinated, almost in awe over this realisation. It was all in his eyes. “Can you find it on a device like this?” He raised his phone up to his face.

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wcrbilly:

“Uh….” Billy looked at Noh with confusion. “If it wasn’t you, I would think that this is a really big joke. But it’s in your hand.” He pointed to Noh’s phone.

“No, Billy Kaplan. This is my phone.” He sighed, placing a hand on Billy’s shoulder. “It is okay if you don’t know. I will take you there.”

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kylraynr:

@ronettesfanboy

“Hi, I’m Kyle. Sometimes I glow green, like right now. And I have a ring, that takes me where it wants sometimes, like right now. Why would it send me to you?”

Instinctively, his gauntlets transformed into guns, and Noh immediately pointed them towards the other man. “You shouldn’t be on here.” He noticed the ring -- Green Lantern Corps. He didn’t  care. Advanced Kree security barriers had been lowered as he waited for America, not an intruder. “State your business.”