#wandapara

[thornstocutyouwith]

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Finnian blinked as she spoke up, then nodded, smiling as he brought a hand up to cover hers resting on his face "Oh. Well. Good. It is a very earth costume, then, I'd say." He might have seen it in a movie recently, but he wasn't going to tell her that. But he did want to know what it was like, so he could better understand why humans did it.

[onebadwinter]

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Giving a mostly innocent look over her as she giggled, he was tempted to raise the rate. A faint grin on his lips he imagined it must have been a good thing, her giggling like that, after everything "Seven's are perfect." Perfect in that they weren't perfect, and that was perfect, because she was unique, but beautiful still. When she poked a finger into the side of his face his eyebrows rose for a moment "An eight." Giving a nod, he would imagine himself to be lower, but not too much so.

[thornstocutyouwith]

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As she was talking he turned to bury his head into the pillow he was laying on. He wasn't exactly sure what he was supposed to do here. Za wasn't ever really,...in this sort of position. He was always the guy on top, hard to approach, nothing but evil. Right? So how did he end up like this, looking at her again, he narrowed his eyes. Picking his head up, he turned onto his side, resting his head in his right hand then.

"What if it's not something I want to talk about?" Za is questioning, drumming his fingers against the side of his head a little bit. But it was a surprise to him, that she wanted to be friends. He usually had to manipulate people to hang out with him. And here she was, willing to do it herself. How was he supposed to deal with that, when he was, who he was? Moving to sit up he turned his head from her "I don't have friends, I have minions."

[thornstocutyouwith]

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Watching after her for a moment, Raife lift his head slightly, then quickly turned his head, already working on a way to deal with the problem as he listen to her "I wont." Raife mutters, almost inaudiable. As she returned in the next moments, he moved to sit, holding himself a little bit as his injuries stung. While being a witch, himself, it wasn't easy to cast spells on himself, not with his particular school of magic, anyway. At her comment of not caring about the other person, he shrugged one shoulder "So be it." Raife sits up to let her get a better view of the wounds "It'll be dealt with."

[thornstocutyouwith]

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The alien was sat on the bus, minding his own business, he liked to observe from here. Some humans could be quite fascinating, in a tight can called a bus, rolling around. Getting into accidents, fights because people stood too close. Or...other things the way of public indecency. Humans certainly could to fascinating things, and also were completely oblivious to the fact that...not everyone was human on the bus. Him, for one. But for second, the woman who had come onto the bus and was sat next to him now "Oh?" He asked Wanda looking up from his book.

"Well, it's good, to do the simple thing, some times. Buses are fascinating to me. Mostly for the engagement." Finnian commented with a grin. Though at her question he shook his head "Well we aren't there, yet. And unless you know where it is we are going. Then you tell me, is it still a surprise?" He asked her, dropping his attention to the book again, turning the next page a moment later "It will be a nice treat, trust me."

[onebadwinter]

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Inhaling deeply, his breath shaky as he continued to tremble. He closed his eyes, trying to focus, he had been through this before. Though most had been suppressed by the brainwashing from HYDRA. James could feel it rattle in his chest, the panic gripping tightly as the muscles tensed in his body. These, this freedom, this inability to stop it now, was newer, he hadn't had the full kit to stop them from gripping him at times. He shook his head, dropping it down a bit as she said it would be alright. But it wouldn't, at least, at that moment, he had felt like it wouldn't. He was, in his mind, dying all over again, and again, over and over.

The volume of the world around him was on high, voices blocks away tuning into his peak hearing, the tiny hairs along his body stuck up on end, feeling even the minutest shifts and movements, the waves in the area around him, hitting him, irritating his skin. Though she kept talking, he tried, he was trying to focus on her force, on his own inner voice, on things nearby, less outside of himself. James takes in another deep breath, holding it for a moment, then releasing, before repeating this, his heart pounding in his chest "They're all in pain. So much pain. A siren-A scream...It's constant." He muttered absently. Pacing, then, he's groaning "I need to get outta here- go somewhere- I-" Pausing he inhaled a hiccupy breath.

[onebadwinter]

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Eying the younger woman as she had moved in closer, he crooked a finger into the book, giving her more of his attention then. Then, at her words, he gave a shrug "It is fine. The lovely thing about books, is that you do not need to rush through them." It was, in his experience, better to take your time with them, even. Helmut gave a nod as she had continued "Of course. Sokovians have always been the one's to suffer. If not from our own leaders, than the mistakes of others."

Perhaps the initial bombing that had killed her parents, was not exactly a mistake, all in all. But, the name behind the authorization for those bombs was certainly not facing any just punishment for them. This visit was temporary, as it could be imagined, since, he was technically supposed to be in prison. But he got bored, and didn't want to be there anymore "Yes. I think I will-" He made a face, thinking, then nodded "It is nice to have such familiarity. Despite her being a few years younger than he is, they still grew up closely enough to understand, what the the remaining citizens of their destroyed country was feeling.

Then there was their equally devastating losses of family offering a faint grin he ducked his head in royal elegance " As long as you would like me to be around." Both of them were certainly causing some bit of trouble for the Avenger's, in either case.

[onebadwinter]

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Helmut gave a snarky little grin toward Wanda as he got comfortable "Well, bedside manner would make me wish to die less." He commented glancing down "If that is any incentive for you." He added. As she spoke on patching wounds his head lulled for a moment, focusing on her "Alright--" As she moved to him he pulled away a bit, eying her cautiously before moving to focus them on her face. Peeling his bloodied hand from the wound in his side. He let her look "What do you mean not intentionally? Did you not just say you have patched up enough wounds before?" The wound had a slight burn around where a puncture had been. He had clearly lost quite a deal of blood, as the entirety of his shirt just below the wound and the side of his pants had been soaked in the stuff. Resting on his left hand he shakily moved his bloodied right hand out of her way some more "S-ss-so, miss Maximoff. What is your first move here..."