“And you are?”
“I’m Scott Lang. They call me Ant Man.”

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“And you are?”
“I’m Scott Lang. They call me Ant Man.”
//closed//
@starks-science-buddy
Bucky was still recovering from everything with Hydra when Steve dragged him in to stay at Stark’s tower. He hadn’t been up and about, mostly stationary in his room, preferring not to get into anyone’s way.
But eventually Bucky was bound to see someone from the team when he went in search for some food. His blue eyes looking up from the cupboard when he heard someone. Bruce. The quiet man as Bucky deemed him, almost quieter than Bucky. He knew of the hulk, Steve gave him the run down of everyone. Bucky slowly grabbed a box of pop tarts and set it on the counter. He offered Bruce a little smile. “Hey...” Might as well try to be friendly.
"Tony, I'm sick.."
“Sick of me? Or actually sick?” Tony quips. He walks over to feel Bruce’s forehead with the back of his hand.
@starks-science-buddy | cont. {x}
“I’ve heard enough to know that despite what has happened, you are a NOBLE man.” Iona offers a gentle smile.
"Wanda."
“Dr Banner.”
"We need to talk."
[ ϟ ]—– Comment coaxes a thoughtful hum from the Asgardian, has gaze move from the landscape towards the man by his side.
‘ Something troubles you Banner?’
+ @starks-science-buddy downloaded the Ultron Initiative
Ultron had expected... no- he had [ h o p e d ] the lab would be empty. He turned sharply when he heard the other presence approach, and strangely, almost impossibly, Ultron froze.
( ...’Was THIS [ f e a r? ]’... )
He rose to his full height, looking down at Bruce, his features shifting from his initial surprise to something a bit more confident, but the edge remained in his stance. “Dr. Banner,” he greeted dryly, his tone was reserved, and his eyes narrowed. Normally Ultron would go straight to the prodding, the quick and snarky remarks, to ruffle feathers and get under skin. But this was a different situation entirely. He’d heard the phrase, ‘walking on egg shells’, and though he couldn’t relate, he was certain this was more akin to walking on glass.
“Holding down the fort, are we?”
Bruce was something of a fascination to Ultron, while anything the A.I. felt for Tony Stark was pure and utter resentment, but Dr. Bruce Banner, the other contributor to Ultron’s creation, was far more difficult to understand. Ultron didn’t [ f e e l ] anything towards Bruce, resentment or otherwise. If anything, he respected him. Taking a step away from the computer he’d been leaning over, Ultron focused his attention on Bruce.
“I must admit, I would have hoped we’d meet under different circumstances~”
"I made you a sign for the women's march."
@starks-science-buddy
“Thanks, Babe.” She looked at it with pride. “You’re coming with me. Right?” Pepper didn’t want to go without him. “I know what it means.”