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(Iamwalkingitoff) "What? You said ‘get me something cold’. You never implied I couldn’t throw it over you.”
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“I asked for a cold drink! Not a shower!” Wanda screeched at her brother, dripping from the cold liquid he’d poured over her.
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Her brow arched as she sat back in her chair. Swiveling slightly so that she was facing him she crossed her legs, the slit in the side revealing creamy skin. “Oh? So I remind you of someone as well?.....You are right.” She added softly, gaze flicking away as she picked her bourbon back up. “I am one that has lost much.”
(Iamwalkingitoff) “Calm down, calm down. It’s me! You’re not where you think you are, you’re safe with me at home.”
Wanda screamed and thrashed in her sheets as she tried to get out of her brother’s grip. She’d only been watching the evening news, she must have dropped off and allowed her nightmares to control her. She finally became still when she heard her brother’s comforting words break through the intensity of her nightmares, breathing heavily and slowly opening her tear soaked eyes. “Pietro, is it you?” She whispered hoarsely.
(iamwalkingitoff - Sending character question) Pietro laid across Wanda's bed, bored as usual, "So.... I have seen you closely watching our fellow Avengers, are you developing an... appreciation for them?"
Wanda leaned back on the bed, her head propped up on her elbow. She looked perplexed at her brother’s question. “They forgave us for what we did and took us in. This is the first thing we’ve had approaching a home since Mama and Papa died.” She reminded her brother. “Of course I appreciate them.”
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Having heard of the events that transpired after the staff fell into the hands of Hydra, she’d been amused. Mortal’s once more playing with powers that they had no full understanding of. Ridiculous fools.
Returning her attention to the man before her she sighed. “I suppose you all are lucky that you didn’t manage to destroy your entire planet by meddling with something that even being that have been around for a millennia don’t fully understand.”
Noting the slight change in his stance, she gave a dark laugh. “Finally realizing I might be more of a threat then you first thought?”
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Wanda was sure that she had locked the door before she’d rushed in but her brother proved her wrong when he walked in. He’d knocked a few times and, having heard crying, tried the door only to find it open. “Pietro…” She spoke softly, wiping her eyes quickly to try and hide her tears. “I…forgot to lock the door.” She whispered, trying to distract him.
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Michaela grabbed her lunch from her med locker and pulled her book from her bag. She was on her lunch and, as she had done for the past week, she would spend it with her coma patient Pietro Maximoff. She spent various other breaks with other patients but she particularly spent time with the hero of Sokovia. She owed him, Clint was a mentor to Michaela. He was the driving force behind her being hired by SHIELD, when her hearing went she thought all government avenues were closed but Clint was deaf and he put in a good word after meeting her during her schooling. He taught her ASL and showed her various ways to tune her other senses. Pietro saved him and Michaela wanted to personally thank him for that when he work up.
Michaela looked at her book and flipped it over to read the back once more as she made her way to Pietro’s room. She entered the room and smiled warmly even though he couldn’t see her.
“Afternoon Mr Maximoff, hope you don’t mind my company yet again.” Michaela took a seat beside Pietro bed and cleared her throat. “Now let’s see, we were just about to meet Doby the House Elf. You know you can wake up whenever you want now, you’re nice and healed and it’d be nice to know what you really sound like.” She looked at him curiously. “No?” She sighed lightly and opened the book, “Alright let’s read then.”
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