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She isn’t bothered by the oddness of the statement, just nods even though her back is turned to Antonia. ”Yours is cool too.”
They’re walking down the street where the front entrance to the tower is. Ava walks past it easily, and heads to the back that’s more hidden from view. It doesn’t look like there’s anything special, just the back of the huge building, but Ava knows better.
Usually she would just phase through the wall, straight into the hidden corridor, but it isn’t possible with Antonia there, so she looks for the entrance. It’s a quick find, and Ava pushes in the manual code to the keypad she’d uncovered. With that, a part of the wall lifts up to reveal a secluded hallway.
”This is something Stark built for the original Avengers. I think there was supposed to be a fingerprint lock, judging by the way the one in it now doesn’t quite fit,” Ava explains as she steps inside.
It had been a very, very long day. Antonia just wanted to get home alive. Or maybe to the hospital first, her head was hurting more than the usual migraines. The last thing she expected was to run into a familiar mask on the street. "You shot me." She was missing most of her weapons. Had she forgotten to take them on the mission or did something else happen? It did not matter at this point, she still had her shield and that would be enough. Probably -@toni-not-dreykov-thunderbolts (//this is my first ever lit rp so i have no idea what im doing & im sorry if i end up like messing up horribly or something\\)
[ooc: all good <3 i'm apparently the first person people do lit rp with a lot 😭]
Ava stills, standing a few feet away from Antonia. Her muscles tense automatically, hand almost at the gun on her hip.
"I'm well aware," she says doubtfully, debating whether she's hallucinating or if this is actually happening.
#[ooc: watch me add the most random things to this damn tower]#[also omg i hope you get better soon!!]#[ic reblog]#[lit rp]
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Doesn’t matter, I like all kinds of tea. Fanny is welcome anytime (as long as she can be civil around cats).
If one more person asks me if I’m okay, I will throw them out the nearest window.
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”That works,” she says and pushes herself off the countershe’s been leaning on.
*They were sitting down on the couch, watching a nature documentary. They had full control over the remote, which was rare. They were totally engrossed in the show as it was talking about how lions work together to hunt for their food, and had no idea that she was there until she started talking.*
"Hey, Sunny? Have you seen that one knife I left in the kitchen the other day?" Ava asks as she walks in, so focused on her phone she doesn't even notice the nickname slip out.
She's typing something furiously, brows furrowed.
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I like the blanket fort idea, maybe in my room though?
And please don’t call Janet.
If one more person asks me if I’m okay, I will throw them out the nearest window.
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Not really, but thank you anyway.
I think I’ve tried everything possible to make it more bearable, but no luck so far.
If one more person asks me if I’m okay, I will throw them out the nearest window.
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”New York City,” Ava replies matter-of-factly, her focus fully on their surroundings. ”Just a few blocks until the tower.”
It had been a very, very long day. Antonia just wanted to get home alive. Or maybe to the hospital first, her head was hurting more than the usual migraines. The last thing she expected was to run into a familiar mask on the street. "You shot me." She was missing most of her weapons. Had she forgotten to take them on the mission or did something else happen? It did not matter at this point, she still had her shield and that would be enough. Probably -@toni-not-dreykov-thunderbolts (//this is my first ever lit rp so i have no idea what im doing & im sorry if i end up like messing up horribly or something\\)
[ooc: all good <3 i'm apparently the first person people do lit rp with a lot 😭]
Ava stills, standing a few feet away from Antonia. Her muscles tense automatically, hand almost at the gun on her hip.
"I'm well aware," she says doubtfully, debating whether she's hallucinating or if this is actually happening.
#[ooc: all good honestly 🙈 im just. half asleep and my brain is soup]#[so my rp is not the best rn]#[lit rp]#[ic reblog]
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Pain.
If one more person asks me if I’m okay, I will throw them out the nearest window.
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”Sure,” she agrees and falls silent again. They’re nearing the tower—Ava knows the way by heart already, having spent far too many nights wandering out on the streets.
It had been a very, very long day. Antonia just wanted to get home alive. Or maybe to the hospital first, her head was hurting more than the usual migraines. The last thing she expected was to run into a familiar mask on the street. "You shot me." She was missing most of her weapons. Had she forgotten to take them on the mission or did something else happen? It did not matter at this point, she still had her shield and that would be enough. Probably -@toni-not-dreykov-thunderbolts (//this is my first ever lit rp so i have no idea what im doing & im sorry if i end up like messing up horribly or something\\)
[ooc: all good <3 i'm apparently the first person people do lit rp with a lot 😭]
Ava stills, standing a few feet away from Antonia. Her muscles tense automatically, hand almost at the gun on her hip.
"I'm well aware," she says doubtfully, debating whether she's hallucinating or if this is actually happening.
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REBLOG IF YOU ARE HELLA BORED AND WOULDN’T MIND SOME CURIOUS ANONS.
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”Mhm,” Ava hums affirmatively. ”Why are you asking about him, specifically?” She isn’t accusing, only curious.
It had been a very, very long day. Antonia just wanted to get home alive. Or maybe to the hospital first, her head was hurting more than the usual migraines. The last thing she expected was to run into a familiar mask on the street. "You shot me." She was missing most of her weapons. Had she forgotten to take them on the mission or did something else happen? It did not matter at this point, she still had her shield and that would be enough. Probably -@toni-not-dreykov-thunderbolts (//this is my first ever lit rp so i have no idea what im doing & im sorry if i end up like messing up horribly or something\\)
[ooc: all good <3 i'm apparently the first person people do lit rp with a lot 😭]
Ava stills, standing a few feet away from Antonia. Her muscles tense automatically, hand almost at the gun on her hip.
"I'm well aware," she says doubtfully, debating whether she's hallucinating or if this is actually happening.
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Is it bad if I’ve never seen it before?
If one more person asks me if I’m okay, I will throw them out the nearest window.
#[ooc: alrighty!! im too lazy to write up a proper starter though]#[so you can either drop an ask to start it in my inbox]#[or i can send one in yours :)]#[basically with the same idea as any other ask just. lit rp]#[ic reblog]
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”Right, you don’t know yet.” Ava blows out a stream of air.
”Long story short, a lot of shit happened, Valentina managed to trap me, Yelena, Bucky Barnes, Alexei, John Walker, and this superhuman guy Bob into becoming the ’New Avengers’. I could explain more in-depth, but it’s a lot to process at once,” she says the last sentence pointedly, referring to how lost Antonia seems already.
It had been a very, very long day. Antonia just wanted to get home alive. Or maybe to the hospital first, her head was hurting more than the usual migraines. The last thing she expected was to run into a familiar mask on the street. "You shot me." She was missing most of her weapons. Had she forgotten to take them on the mission or did something else happen? It did not matter at this point, she still had her shield and that would be enough. Probably -@toni-not-dreykov-thunderbolts (//this is my first ever lit rp so i have no idea what im doing & im sorry if i end up like messing up horribly or something\\)
[ooc: all good <3 i'm apparently the first person people do lit rp with a lot 😭]
Ava stills, standing a few feet away from Antonia. Her muscles tense automatically, hand almost at the gun on her hip.
"I'm well aware," she says doubtfully, debating whether she's hallucinating or if this is actually happening.
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…why am I not surprised? But I won’t mind.
If one more person asks me if I’m okay, I will throw them out the nearest window.
#[ic reblog]#[ooc: do u perhaps want to rp this as a scenario as well]#[or would it be too repetitive]#[/no pressure btw 🙂↕️]
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Maybe not. I don’t know.
If one more person asks me if I’m okay, I will throw them out the nearest window.
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[ooc: i wont be responding to any new rp starters in the next few days (unless agreed otherwise beforehand e.g for specific scenarios)!!
feel free to still send them in :) i’m just trying to finish out old ones bc i have so many going on atm 🙈]
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