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@amarvelousmencgerie gets a starter !
"Look...I know you're gonna say the same thing dad did...I don't have to do the hero thing." She paused, trying to make sure she said this right. Recently the decision to join the Young Avengers team had been met with...RESISTENCE. "I just...I can help people...A lot more than most...Shouldn't I use what happened to me to protect others from the same?"
#β’ ΛΛβ‘ π ππ₯ππππ§ππ‘ππ π§π₯ππ¨π ππ§ππππ πππ§π§ππ πππ₯π ; main.#thread ; i can do some good.#amarvelousmencgerie
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@krasnayavdovax gets a YOUNG AVENGERS starter !
"I'm not gonna say this could have been settled in an email," Who was she kidding, that was EXACTLY what she was about to say. Jury was still out on how good of a thing it was that she was starting to get MORE COMFORTABLE with her new found team, and comfort with being given the BLESSING of being an Avenger. "But something tells me this all could have been solved with one of those. Maybe even a phone call."
#β’ ΛΛβ‘ π ππ₯ππππ§ππ‘ππ π§π₯ππ¨π ππ§ππππ πππ§π§ππ πππ₯π ; main.#threads ; could have been an email.#krasnayavdovax
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* \ @cybernetic-asset asked "Where do you think you're going?"
" where does it look like i'm going?! to actually do something. " she countered, pulling her arm away from where it was in his hold. okay...maybe snapping at him wasn't the BEST idea, but she had been known for a bit of a temper, especially when being treated like she wasn't capable of something.
after a moment of a pause, realizing where she had gone wrong, she let out a huff, and crossed her arms over the front of herself. " it's not like i can't be of help. and you know that. "
#β’ ΛΛβ‘ π ππ₯ππππ§ππ‘ππ π§π₯ππ¨π ππ§ππππ πππ§π§ππ πππ₯π ; main.#cybernetic-asset
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@amarvelousmencgerie asked: β Β youβre Β not Β sure Β what Β you Β want Β to Β do Β with Β your Β life , Β but Β you Β sure Β donβt Β want Β me Β in Β it . Β β (from karina)
Karina was RIGHT, she didn't know what she wanted with her life. She'd never had a chance to even THINK ABOUT ALL THAT, not with Hydra holding the leash around her neck for most of her life, having been nothing but a war dog for a group of mad men...The idea of choice all seemed a bit...much to think about a lot of the time. But Karina had been in the same position Anya was. She deserved to have a chance, and Anya could help her with that. Like so many had helped her.
β If there's one thing I know after everything... β She started looking down the woman who had crossed paths with her many times in her past, someone who could really LOVE LIFE if she only gave herself the chance to. β It's that I'm the on who decides what I want. β She shrugged her shoulders in consideration. β I won't force you...But, you deserve a chance to have a life. To make your own choices...And I wanna help you find that. β
#β’ ΛΛβ‘ π ππ₯ππππ§ππ‘ππ π§π₯ππ¨π ππ§ππππ πππ§π§ππ πππ₯π ; main.#amarvelousmencgerie
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The benefits to their situation made it nice in the event that they found they π«π°π«π΅'π» like one place in particular. It was simply a matter of packing everything they had up ( they didn't keep much when they picked up to move ), pick a spot they like, and go there.
For something so simple it still hurt the young kid to have to go through.
Bucky tried though. He did his π½π¬πΉπ π©π¬πΊπ» to make sure Anya still got a chance to have as close to a normal life as someone like them could possibly have. It was no secret that life wouldn't ever be π΅πΆπΉπ΄π¨π³, but the dream was a nice one to think about from time to time.
Anya looked out the window, watching the road and whatever was on the side of the road pass them by, once more allowing their thoughts to rest on the people they were leaving behind. The friends they had made left to just wonder where they went. "Is this why you don't make many friends?" Looking back to their dad, there was a huff that left their lips. "Can't help but wonder what the point is t'makin friends at this point."
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A change of scenery wasn't the worst idea in the world. Bucky had come to quietly hate the cold after decades of enduring it. He'd suffer worse to keep them safe. Hell, maybe it would turn out he hated the heat too, but maybe he was buying into his own game a little. Baking in the sun on a boat sounded almost like a vacation compared to what they'd just left.
"Sounds kinda nice. It'll be like a vacation. We can go swimming, build sandcastles, maybe even teach ya to fish," he teased. He hadn't done most of those things since he was a kid in Brooklyn, trips out to Coney Island with Steve. "If we hate it, we can keep going." There was nothing saying they had to stay in anyone one place. In some ways, it was better if they didn't. Maybe trying to settle anywhere was a mistake. He could homeschool them while they island-hopped, like those rich tourists who chased the summer year-round. "Makes sense. Be nice for you to have a friend."
#β’ ΛΛβ‘ π ππ₯ππππ§ππ‘ππ π§π₯ππ¨π ππ§ππππ πππ§π§ππ πππ₯π ; main.#vvolfstare#thread ; on to a new chapter.
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@redheadedflame gets a starter !
"You need to get out there more...make more friends..."
That was a lot easier said than done for Anya. Not to say she wasn't TRYING, but those words from her last FEW therapy sessions was starting to make her wonder if she was ever going to get to the point where she had FRIENDS.
Was that something that was even in the cards for her?
Sitting in the hall, she had gotten permission to step out into the hall to get some quiet during independent study hour. She was a GOOD STUDENT, only ever stepping out of line when she needed to defend against a bully, but mostly keeping to herself otherwise. Tapping her pen against her notebook, she nodded her head along with a Russian song, singing the lyrics in the native language with PERFECT EASE.
#β’ ΛΛβ‘ π ππ₯ππππ§ππ‘ππ π§π₯ππ¨π ππ§ππππ πππ§π§ππ πππ₯π ; main.#thread ; friends aren't so bad.#redheadedflame
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@wearemarvelousmarvels asked: "What are you doing, Kid?" (from Bucky)
the young teen paused when she heard her dad's voice, pausing before turning around to face him, an apron on but doing HARDLY ANYTHING to keep the mess of flour off of her.
"well i WAS going to make a cake," she started before huffing. "katya had other ideas." other ideas in the form of a squirrel causing her to lose it, making the former assassin jump in surprise.
#β’ ΛΛβ‘ π ππ₯ππππ§ππ‘ππ π§π₯ππ¨π ππ§ππππ πππ§οΏ½οΏ½ππ πππ₯π ; main.#thread ; baking gone wrong.#@wearemarvelousmarvels
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* \ @curseoffrell asked "You didn't have to change."
not many people say things like that to her. they think it...who WOULDN'T? but letting her know that they were simply SORRY SOMETHING LIKE THAT HAPPENED TO HER β that never happens.
looking up at the young man, there's a bit of DISCOMFORT, mainly from still not being so sure how to take such kind words. " thanks... " she finally says. " it's um...real nice of you t'say that. "
#β’ ΛΛβ‘ π ππ₯ππππ§ππ‘ππ π§π₯ππ¨π ππ§ππππ πππ§π§ππ πππ₯π ; main.#curseoffrell
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* \ @vekovoysoldat gets a THUNDERBOLTS era starter !
it was no secret that bucky was NOT HAPPY about anya's decision to join the thunderbolts. it hadn't been out rightly said...but it had been made obvious that if she didn't want any trouble...that working with the group would be...HIGHLY ADVISED.
of course her dad didn't want her doing this. he was her FATHER after all. it was his job to make sure she was safe, and her insistence on running into danger made that a little more TRICKY than one might think.
walking into the apartment, she paused when she found her dad in the living room. seeing that the tv was on, it was hard to tell if he was watching it...or PRETENDING to watch it.
" are you still throwing a fit about this thunderbolts business? " she asked with a signature snark that was all her mother as she crossed to the fridge, pulling out a carton of orange juice, and reaching for a glass to pour herself some.
#β’ ΛΛβ‘ π ππ₯ππππ§ππ‘ππ π§π₯ππ¨π ππ§ππππ πππ§π§ππ πππ₯π ; main.#thread ; i know what i'm doing.#vekovoysoldat
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OPEN STARTER: THUNDERBOLTS ERA.
β Look...I promise I'm fine, okay? β nice one Anya. They're definitely gonna believe that one. β Just a bit tired is all. β
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ERA: THUNERBOLTS ERA.
β In my defense...do they really expect anything else from us? β I mean...come on. They were a bunch of former criminals β surely they didn't ACTUALLY think they would be getting anything less than that. β You'd think that would be something they 'd expect from us. β
#β’ ΛΛβ‘ π ππ₯ππππ§ππ‘ππ π§π₯ππ¨π ππ§ππππ πππ§π§ππ πππ₯π ; main.#β’ ΛΛβ‘Β Β Β Β π£π₯π’π π£π§π¦ ; open starter.#; open to mutuals only.
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@vekovoysoldat gets a starter !
"Honestly what's the point of being a super soldier if a damn cold is gonna lay me up like this?" The annoyed teen HUFFED, pulling the fluffy blanket from her bed she had drug out of her room to bundle up in to recover on the couch. Alpine hurried off from her spot on Anya's lap, pulling a brown to her lips. She reached for her tea, only for the frown to grow a little more. "Ugh! My tea's cold already."
#β’ ΛΛβ‘ π ππ₯ππππ§ππ‘ππ π§π₯ππ¨π ππ§ππππ πππ§π§ππ πππ₯π ; main.#threads ; cold weather blues.#vekovoysoldat
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@vekovoysoldat gets a YOUNG AVENGERS starter !
It had been a while since she wore her suit. She never thought she would put it on again, and the feeling that washed over her when she stood in front of the mirror in the bedroom was ENOUGH to make her think about the memories that came around wearing it again. Was this even a good idea? Should she decide not to?
"Pretty sure you're going to tell me Ma woulda been pissed if she saw this." She knew he was out in the living room --- no doubt UNHAPPY about her decision. "You know I'm probably more prepared for this than most of the other new recruits." She paused, realizing the significants of the IDEA of a group of young adults taking on the responsibility of Avenger.
#β’ ΛΛβ‘ π ππ₯ππππ§ππ‘ππ π§π₯ππ¨π ππ§ππππ πππ§π§ππ πππ₯π ; main.#thread ; family legacy in the making.#vekovoysoldat
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Whenever Steve recalled the old days that he and her dad had before the war was...SURREAL to hear about. It gave her a sense of knowing what kind of man her father had been before Hydra...but it was such a DRASTIC DIFFERENCE from the man who raised her, who trained her. It was likely always going to sound strange...No matter how much it made her smile.
"It's not the only thing I got from him." She mused good naturedly. "I'm constantly told I have the same stare. They even commented on it back...ya know."
She could see that Steve was attempting to lighten the mood. She noticed that about Steve Rogers. Eager to get a smile out of someone. It made sense...She could only imagine how much a smile from someone would have made him feel FULFILLED considering what she had learned about him before becoming the famed captain he was not. "Food sounds good. Do you think they still have pumpkin spice at the coffee cart?"
Of course he would talk to Bucky and even Natasha if he needed to. She was a good girl and a great hero. She was going to work with them and it was always best to make sure the younger generation had support, not just telling them they shouldn't. Bucky did have his reasons though. "Your dad has a reason and although I hate to be the one to support you, he'll come around, Anya. He's just worried. For so long it's just been you two and he has to realize that he has all of us now to keep you safe from Hydra. Plus, I'm sure you're a force to be reckoned with when backed into a corner."
Steve couldn't help but chuckle. "Kinda like your old man. I can remember some of the fights we've been part of and when he was backed up against that wall, he was like a honey badger."
He walked over next to her and wrapped his arm around her shoulder. "I don't have to get home yet, Kara and Sarah are in Paris I think, spending too much money for Christmas. So you wanna go get something from the caf? I need food and you look like you could use some yourself."
#β’ ΛΛβ‘ π ππ₯ππππ§ππ‘ππ π§π₯ππ¨π ππ§ππππ πππ§π§ππ πππ₯π ; main.#thread ; i can do some good.#amarvelousmencgerie
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The nice thing about the Barnes household, was that NOTHING was something that couldn't be fixed. It made perfect sense when you thought about it really --- the two had lived so much of their lives ( for anya all of it up to very recently ) and the need for things to not be so dire was important to the both of them.
Anya smiled when he wiped some of the flour away from her face, BRIGHT and a little sheepish before looking down with a bit of a nod. "Probably for the best...Might not have gone well when it was time to put it in the oven."
Bucky chuckled and wiped some of the mess off her cheek with his thumb. She really did look a mess just like the kitchen around them did.
"Let me help you clean this mess up, then we can bake something together."
#β’ ΛΛβ‘ π ππ₯ππππ§ππ‘ππ π§π₯ππ¨π ππ§ππππ πππ§π§ππ πππ₯π ; main.#thread ; baking gone wrong.#wearemarvelousmarvels
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The way Anya's father had been able to so easily look about them to scan the crowds for anyone who might cause an alarm for the pair. It was always a game of being able to run for the two of them, and she wasn't completely NAIVE to the fact that he had to be ready a lot more often than her, shouldering the responsibility so his child didn't have to.
Reaching for the bear, they smiled with a large BEAMING smile, hugging it close to her as they tried to waddle away with it, the people that had been standing and watching AMAZED with the child's skill, but ultimately brushing it off as nothing.
Looking around for their next activity, she shrugged the bear back up into her arms before reaching to tug on his coat when she spotted a hot dog stand. "Those look tasty." She MUSED before pointing off to the stand next to a cotton candy stand.
@zimnyayavdova
Target practice with Anya was a regular activity, not just necessary for training but something he knew they both enjoyed. That was a skill Bucky didn't owe to Hydra. It went all the way back to the war, where he'd been one of the best snipers on the Allied side. It used to terrify him back then, what he might be capable of, but now he was ruthlessly glad for anything that kept them safe. Passing it on to her was a point of pride, not that Bucky wasn't proud of them for everything.
He was doing a discreet scan of the watching crowd when he set down the gun, looking like nothing more than an impressed dad as they took their turn. Faster than most people could have lined up a first shot, she'd hit them all, and it was probably only Bucky's eyes that could fully track it. "Look at you go," he laughed, giving their shoulder a light squeeze. He nodded to the attendant as she handed over the bear that was bigger than Anya. "Nice shootin', kid."
#β’ ΛΛβ‘ π ππ₯ππππ§ππ‘ππ π§π₯ππ¨π ππ§ππππ πππ§π§ππ πππ₯π ; main.#thread ; carnival fun.#vvolfstare
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