USER :// @silvertongued-trickster INQUIRY :// “ i don’t like being told what to do “ public string { soft angst } ; accepting
“ i don’t like getting threatened by giant withered eggplants but you don’t see me complaining. “ the last part of that statement could be up for debate. inside he was most definitely complaining. he was tired on more levels than he could count. just when life started to settle down something bigger and badder started knocking on earth’s doorstep. clearly there was other life in the universe but why it all came here to piss on the planet was anyone’s guess. what’s next, a world eater?
on the outside he was trying to formulate a plan. his jaw was clenched. every muscle in his upper body was tight, hopefully hidden by the arms crossed in front of his chest. the soldier wasn’t sure where thor was. no doubt he’d join the party any minute now. in the meantime it was the tense presence of the brother who once tried to make steve kneel.
“ so, you’re either staying to help or you’re not. lord knows we could use it. if you’re not, i understand, but i need to get on with my day. “
