Sky ;;

Skylar 'Sky' Rogers ;; 18 ;; Son of Steve Rogers ;; The Icarian

[skyrcgers]

zoe-skellington:

“ Don”t think so, i feel like you would look a lot better with look or maybe a bag over your head?”

“Oh, you did not just say that.”

[skyrcgers]

childishxstark:

“I’ve been looking everywhere.” The male replied. It wasn’t his fault that he kept coming up empty handed.

“Well clearly you haven’t if you can’t figure it out.”

[skyrcgers]

otisbarnes:

     Otis eyes snap up fast as he hears someone speaking angrily. Dark eyes widen at the sight of familiar red hair. ‘ -Sky? ‘

Sky rolled her eyes and turn around, but as soon as she laid eyes on the male, her jaw dropped and eyes went wide.  “Otis...?”

[philthermopolis]

     ‘ ‘m not drunk- you’re just blurry. ‘

[skyrcgers]

“...Okay big guy, time to get you home.”

[skyrcgers]

childishxstark:

“I’m sorry! There’s no records on this place anywhere.” He said, shrinking back even more. He’d been searching for weeks now, but was unable to obtain any records. “Okay,” He continued. “I just thought you might want it because it’s big.”

“Then I guess you’re not looking in the right place.”  Sky shrugged.  “No no, I’d appreciate it more if you kept your shirt on.”

[skyrcgers]

childishxstark:

Fend shrunk back a bit at the sound of the familiar yelling. He’dseen the girl angry many times before, and knew not to get on her bad side. Actually, getting on the bad side of any of the Avengers was a bad idea. “Um…I don’t know but I’m trying to figure that out.” He started off. “And I’m not sure whose shirt that is, but you can have mine too?”

“Oh, wonderful.”  Sky rolled her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest.  “No, Fend, I don’t want your shirt.”

[skyrcgers]

zoe-skellington:

“ Does it really look like that? I’m so glad that means i did my makeup correctly.” 

“I think you need to have your head examined if you think that looks good.”

[zoe-skellington-deactivated2017]

“ You know, you might be talking but all i hear is blah blah blah,”

[skyrcgers]

“You know, you may have tried to look nice this morning, but it just looks like you drew on your eyes with a Sharpie.”

[skyrcgers]

[skyrcgers]

“Okay, now I’m pissed.  Where the hell am I, what the hell is going on, and most importantly, whose shirt is this?!”

[skyrcgers]

thethackery:

“Hey, did you ask that cat if he wanted to go with you? You should probably ask first – and I’m sure he doesn’t want to be named Skittles either.”

“No...  I speak goat, not cat.”

[skyrcgers]

berliozboniferd:

“Hey!” Berlioz said quickly rushing over. “Where are you going with the cat?” He asked

“Home?  Unless someone claims it.”

[skyrcgers]

“If no one claims this cat in the next ten minutes I’m naming it Skittles and keeping it forever.  Just saying.”

[skyrcgers]

avery--fitz:

@valbeauparlant

“You.. uh, still think you’re British?” 

“Uh, no...  No, that’s over.”

[skyrcgers]

avery--fitz:

“But, like.. Why would you wanna look different? I understand changing your clothes, but like, your face?” she frowned, trying to get her head around what he just said. “Velma.. Shaggy.. Scooby.. Anyone, really. I don’t even know how I got here.” 

“Well, it’s not like I choose to let it happen.  It just sort of does, right out of the blue, no explanation.  Well, maybe there’s an explanation, but I’d rather not get into it now.  Neither do I, to be quite honest.  It’s all very wibbly wobbly timey wimey, complicated stuff.”

[skyrcgers]

avery--fitz:

“But they don’t go, especially with this scarf, why would I wear orange? Ohh.. this is all wrong..” she pouted again with a frown. “Where’s Freddie?” she looked around a little worried, trying to find the blonde who was all too familiar to her. “Do you not usually have that face?” she asked, a little bewildered.

“Well, I think it looks smashing.  I could help you find this Freddie fellow if you’d like.  I like to think I’m good at finding people.  Oh, it’s a bit hard to explain, but in a nutshell, no, I don’t.”

[skyrcgers]

carmen--denatos:

Despite the many people flooding past her in several costumes, she stepped forward, placing her hands on her hips as she carried on her strut until she stood infront of him– barely an inch between them. “You see, I have a problem, do you think you could help me solve it?” she tilted her head, pulling a somewhat innocent expression. 

Val leaned a little bit back, obviously not expecting her to come so close to him, but he still smiled.  “Oh, of course love!  Problem solving is one of the things that I do best.”