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sc.⠀⠀//⠀⠀@lobotcmy
her gaze is towards the floor, hands clasped behind her back. she resists the urge to look up, swallowing thickly. “have you ever played tic-tac-toe? it is a fun game, very harmless.” despite the fear in her, she gives a small grin ---- one that reaches her eyes in an odd way. “i have also played go fish. would you like to play?”
TARGET ACQUIRED // @poeticspy 🔫
❛ JUST HOW MANY PHOTOGRAPHS DID YOU TAKE? ❜ she laughed, thumbing through the stack, finding plenty of herself, more than what was necessary, no doubt. She turns a curious gaze to the woman she sits beside, blue eyes studious from beneath her platinum fringe --- she couldn’t help how SOFT she felt around Delphine. It wasn’t very common she was able to simply be herself, or trust that those around her sought no ulterior end. She, of course, still held her doubts, but if anything Delphine had proven herself loyal thus far. Quirking an eyebrow as she awaited a response, Lorraine began to smirk.
sc.⠀⠀//⠀⠀@kobikd
being apart of both the guardians and the avengers was a difficult task at times, having to juggle space and earth wasn't ideal but she enjoyed it none the less. as many beings as she could save, the better. the back and forth meant that she never really had the time for breaks, they were a rarity.
however, she was on vacation from guardian-ing and there were no missions for her right now on earth either. so a return from the cosmos wasn't needed and neither was her staying in space… what did she do? she came back down to earth anyways. now she was at the avengers compound, a bit exhausted from the journey but still buzzing with excitement.
she loved earth a lot, it was more of a home than space — even if her home would always be with the guardians. this was more stable, cushy. she could spend endless days here and get lost in the nature of it all.
her excitement however, is shortlived; apprehension, confusion and curiosity taking over at the sight of someone she hasn't seen before. granted, it's been a while since she came down.
“o-oh..? hello. i am mantis…” she greets upon her entrance to the common room, a small wave and crooked smile. “you are..?” she was familiar with children being apart of the team at times but this one just seemed.. younger than usual.
sc.⠀⠀//⠀⠀@diam1nd
there was a lot of untapped power that she lacked — that she couldn't quite grasp properly due to her lack of understanding. she wanted to fix that, to be able to know what she was truly capable of but she would need help. so she decidedly went to one of the few people she felt knew exactly how to do just that.
“would you…. be willing to help me train my mind, better?”it's a hestiant question, as excited as she is for the challenge of breaking through a wall-block, she isn't sure how appealing of a request this is for emma."you do not have to! i just.. thought.. you would be the best at helping…"
cont.⠀⠀//⠀⠀@yasoldat
a tinge of guilt – it isn't her fault that she can feel what others feel, but it is invasive and a burden at times. her throat nearly closes up, eyes prickling with tears before it's shoved down deep. weary smile is given in response. “if you are sure..” she doesn't pry, it's not respectful, even if she wishes people would talk about their god damn feelings for once. she's too tired for this.
“how does what work--- oh. hm.. well there are a few different ways that it works, actually. a lot of people believe that it is only through touch that i am able to tell but in actuality it is something i can innately do.” a deep breath, finger pointing limply towards the antennae that wriggle above her head.
she bites back the grimace she wants to display. as much as she tells herself she doesn't care about her features being less than human, she knows how people feel when seeing her for the first time — or multiple times, really. “with these i have a wider range because they sense through the air.” she continues, glancing down at her hands now. “but through touch, i am able to experience emotions at a heightened level and my control over other people is also stronger. that is how it works, more or less. how does your arm work? it makes little noises.. why?” now the questioning is redirected right back at him.
sc.⠀⠀//⠀⠀@timeisbrain
there is a hesitance as she approaches, small cup of tea in hand. she brewed it herself, chamomile and lavender. her own favorite. “you seem troubled, dr. strange…. may i be of assistance?” she holds the cup of tea out, tilting her head in greeting. “what is the matter?”
REST!!
sometimes things between illyana and mantis are not as fast-paced, trouble-making filled and action packed. sometimes things are slow, peaceful, calm. sometimes it's just her sat on the couch, watching television [ some show about how they make things ] and illyana coming to rest on her, to recharge.
her fingers entangle within yana's hair, gently massaging her scalp comfortingly. there need be no conversation, she doesn't utter a word — just a big, goofy grin on her face as her eyes flicker from the t.v to yana's face, adoringly. there is a warmth that comes from these rare moments, moments where the other girl takes a step in initiating intimacy and a flutter of pride blooms in mantis' chest.
it was not an instant thing, at first illyana was cautious and stiff but now they're able to hug, hold hands and be close without it bothering her. they've come a long way and the happiness of accomplishing progress is evident on her face. “are you sleepy? should i lower the television?”
" are they laughing at us? " gamora 💚
fingers lock together as she peers around, deep frown and furrowed brows. “yes.. it would seem so..” the laughter is loud over the echoing fair music, not a good kind of loud. usually she would love to be laughing too, but she and gamora are the butt of the joke. that doesn't feel very nice.
“i do not know why they're laughing-- is it because we're attempting this display of strength?” she turns to gamora, eyes glancing down at the mallet in her hands. “do what you are best at, hit hard.” there's a newfound determination in her. you can laugh at her all you want, but do not laugh at the people she cares about. “see how they will laugh when you break the scale!”
