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“I suppose…Although, I’m not one to be casual about this kind of thing~”
“Why not?”
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robotxmechanic:
“I suppose…Although, I’m not one to be casual about this kind of thing~”
“Why not?”
Lizzie tossed a sneaker at him. "REBELLION!"
“OW!” Fitz raised a hand to the part of his face that had just been assaulted by someone’s shoe. “What was that for?!”
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Brucesquinted a little as he cast his gaze up and away from the tattered book he hadbeen reading; for the last six or so hours, he’d not moved a single muscle,other than to lazily turn a page in his book. The sofa in the living space ofthe Avengers Complex had doubled up as his sickness ‘nest’ – Something he’dbeen reluctant to do, but Banner was notoriously known to cave to peer pressure.All around him, books, papers and small hand-held Stark devices, such astablets, lay strewn carelessly; he had intended to work, but his illness hadcrept upon him and taken him by surprise. And it was a petty illness at that – A headcold. Though, it seemed to be verging on the flu. Not that he’d tell Elizabeth.…Or anyone for that matter.Shifting under his excessive blankets, Bruce gave a small grunt of discomfortas he freed his arms, ready to grasp the bowl of soup he’d been so lovinglyoffered; or atleast anticipated to be offered. “NormallyI’m the one playing doctor for everyone else, I’m not sure whether I’m used to this, yet.” Heseems to add lightly, his voice woolly and stuffy from his blocked nose and sinuses;if he was trying to hide that his illness had hit him quite hard. He had failedspectacularly.“Though I do appreciate this.” He adds in a smaller voice; if someone hadn’tnoticed him falling unwell, like always, he would have worked through it – Something that often ended with him exhausted and ‘missing’ for a week or two.
"Make me."
Make her.The mere taunt from Elizabeth alone made his nerves twist and sing with thefaint, and unwelcome, twang of anger. His hands, almost on cue, became clammywith his surfacing aggravation. “Makeyou?” He repeats, sounding almost in disbeliefdespite the challenging and quizzical look upon his features. He unfurled hisfists and stepped forwards, closing the distance between the two. Bruce now stood a mere few steps fromElizabeth. Although it was an act of intimidation, he wouldn’t take it furtherunless he needed to.“I asked you to put that down—adding theunstable component to the device will get more people hurt; you will hurt civilians! …You’re - you’re working for a mad-man.” Histone was clipped and wound tight with his surfacing nerves and anger; he wasn’tgoing to let his mounting anger best him.
…Orlet her finish building the device, for that matter.
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“Can I help ya somehow? Or why are ya starin’ at me like that?”
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