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+shechoselife
Sherlock stood on the outskirts of field. His moth had a slight blood stain at the edge and he looked healthier than he had done before. He also had an old blood bag at his feet. His eyes were fixed on the figure on the field. The figure that was now screaming. His bones cracking and reforming under the full moon. "John...." Sherlock called. He moved closer. "Don't!" John managed to scream before letting out a more inhuman yell. Sherlock then turned as he noticed someone approaching. "Stay back." He yelled. He was a young vampire so his eyes bled into the black color and and his fangs were on full show. "He's dangerous" Sherlock said his words firm. He looked at John who was going through the last of the change. "Who are you?" He asked.
Peggy took a deep breath as she stood outside of Stark Tower. Her eyes looked up at the tall building before her before she made her way in. She flashed her SHIELD badge toward the receptionist before proceeding up the stairs and toward the top; Tony's suite. She'd had a tip off that Steve would be with him. Apparently he often tended to hang out with the Stark. Reaching the suite, Peggy knocked on the door and patiently waited for it to be opened.
It was like any other day at Stark Tower—Tony had invited the Captain for a drink, which he declined but offered his company instead. Like most other times when the two were together, the mechanic vented, rambled and hardly let the blond get a word in. By now it had become entertainment for Steve, though he was reluctant to inform the other. After a second drink Tony received a phone call and excused himself from the suite.
Rogers only nodded in reply, realizing it was of importance if the man needed to step out. Not more than a minute later did he hear a knock against the tinted glass door. A sigh worked it’s way past the super soldier’s lips as he stood from the couch. “Y’know Tony, it is your place.” Steve began as he crossed the tilted floor towards the entrance. “I’m gonna be the door man for you.” He swiped his hand across a panel. As the screen lit up, recognizing the super soldier’s hand print, the door slid back, revealing a familiar face from long ago.
"Peggy…"
Peggy quickly crept up behind before jumping and launching herself on to Steve's back.
Steve tenses for a moment, but it’s the familiar scent of her shampoo that gives her away. “Oh… hey there…” He grins, hooking his arms under her knees.
I Don't believe we've met.
Cleo looked up from the book she was reading, wondering who the woman standing in front of her was.
"Hello, I don't believe we've met."
"I think I broke it..."
"Oh, god." The vibrantly colored circular disc she held was undeniably familiar, however battered, and Tony watched her set it on the workroom table, his eyes wide and incredulous. In several spots along the exterior edge, it looked as if the Vibranium had simply melted, and the perfectly aligned seams on each inner ring had displaced as if in compensation.
"J, get me a clean scan of this? I would have said five minutes ago that this was impossible, but- clearly not. What in the hell happened, Peggy?" His brow furrowed in sudden concern. "And where's Cap?"
"I owe you"
"Not even a little, ma'am. It was my pleasure."
+shechoselife
Loki knew the last time he had been in New York the Avengers had been hunting for him. Now he was back in the city and trying to keep a low profile. Admittedly his get up did not help but that was something he couldn't avoid. He took a deep breath and then continued walking. He was feeling rather annoyed. He wanting to find the Avengers again. He didn't want to to crush them. He wanted to warn them that something much darker and much more deadly than him was on it's way. He wasn't paying attention as he walked into someone. A woman. He grunted his annoyance and then looked at her. "Sorry..." He said grudgingly. "Stark Tower is still operational then?" He asked looking at the grotesque building. He gave a small sigh and then looked carefully at the woman. "I was rather hoping to talk to Mr Stark, I have a business proposition for him" He said his tone sly and smooth. His eyes locked onto the woman his mouth curving into small and seductive smile. He was rather amused by her. She seemed nice enough and could possibly be helpful.