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[cassiahowlett]

         “is there a way to opt out this trip?” cassia asked, furrowing her brows for a few moments in thought. the idea of the trip before school started up sounded fun and a way to chill out, but part of her was uneasy. “i -- i uh, i’m sick.”

[stcrkjr-blog]

“Cat sitter booked, new beach wear brought and the weekend off work.... is there anything else I’m forgetting?” Howard Hummed, looking the check list up and down. “I swear to god. I have been working hard on getting my body back to this shape! If no cute guys there even notice I am never going to the beach again.”

[emiliexhammer-blog]

Emilie let out a groan, the other’s talking having broken her concentration from the line of code on the computer screen in front of her. “If I pretend to be interested will that make this encounter quicker or drag it on?’ she didn’t bother looking up as she switched screens, hiding what she was working on. “Normally I wouldn’t mind a quick chat but I’m in the middle of something here.” 

[aristhane]

          "looks like your favourite titan isn’t gonna be leaving here anytime soon.” aris stated, looking at the other with a grin. not his usual devious one, but more like one of relief. despite he made it seem like he didn’t want to be there, the fact that he still could be was nice for him. “starting the new semester, i’m gonna be teaching here.” he added, rubbing the back of his neck with his right hand. “i know, it’s weird. rogers seems to think it’s a good idea, so... yeah. i’m gonna have to be all serious and shit, aren’t i?”

[gammaxpowered]

From what Bruce observed, Tony was deteriorating and faster than he had anticipated. He swore to not experiment on his best friend, not without permission and clearance. This time, he would hold himself to that--to the best of his ability. A lot of things had been on his mind, from learning his former wife was publicly considered deceased, to his son being in the hospital for god knows what. 

He needed a distraction, desperately. Tony was usually the best kind. For three days, he was held up in his lab and going on minimal sleep as he researched what better ways he could treat Tony’s condition. What stung the most was getting some data back and realizing it was his fault to begin with that Tony was progressing. No one else can know that. He’d take that guilt to his grave if he had to. 

If anyone approached the lab, he didn’t hear the hissing of the doors. The scientist was just standing there, staring intently at complicated data feeds on multiple holo-screens. He needed to put the pieces together and come up with something that was not entirely off-limits. 

[yokaixkimi]

(open)

It had been all too easy for Kimi to slip back into the bad habits that she’d picked up from the criminals that she would chase down. Sometimes it had been necessary to play the ‘bad guy’ to take down the ‘biggest bad’. Besides, it’s not like what she was doing now would hurt anyone. Not really. Maybe give them a scare or so.

But she was bored and as much as she loved the innocent banter that the academy provided her, she really wanted just a bit more fun. Which was how she found herself strapping an alarm clock to the underside of the kitchen counter, ducktape roll in her mouth and burner phone in her other hand. She’d promised not to blow up any buildings, but hey, no one told her that she couldn’t set off an alarm or two.

It wasn’t until she rolled out from under the counter when she realized that someone was watching her, and she coughed to cover up her surprise. “Pretty sure the sign said closed,” Kimi said. “What brought you in here?”

[hollisticallyoptimistic]

It had been a good while since she had put in some good studio, in way she was kind of homesick for her happy place. She didn’t need people to see her when she danced, she simply danced. She had her phone on the studio speakers aux. “Okay, let’s do some fouette turns,” she said to herself underneath the loud music and began working on her turns. It was going pretty well until she heard someone unplug her phone abruptly, “Hey, uhm what was that for?”

[sonofdccm]

With summer reaching the halfway point of being over, Werner almost lamented over the fact that he had not gotten much done. Thanks to the larger labs still being out of commission, the Doom son was vastly limited when it came to his project. So, instead of assembling the full prototype, he consistently worked on blueprints and managed to build pieces with what he could get his hands on. 

Being an opportunist, each piece of broken tech he saw being taken out of the ruined science building for scrap, he took and salvaged for his own gain. His own dorm began to look like an engineer’s lab on its own. For good reason, Stark seemed to be too suspicious and began having eyes on him in the student labs. For a good while, he had been tinkering with a gauntlet design, meant to amplify and focus his magic. Pleased with the finished prototype, he took it with him to the practice range to give it a few test shots. 

One right after the other, he blew away targets. With a proud sneer, he fiddled with a few loose bits on the gauntlet. 

“Not bad.”