[ There's a delay, as he thinks of the best way to sum up his concerns. ]
I am concerned that I will fall short of your desires, both physical and emotional. While I do have some degree of faith in my emotional capacity given the seemingly unending potential of the stone, I have much less so in my ability to satisfy any physical needs that you might have.
I am concerned that I will fall short of your desires, both physical and emotional. While I do have some degree of faith in my emotional capacity given the seemingly unending potential of the stone, I have much less so in my ability to satisfy any physical needs that you might have.
So when you decided to call yourself Scarlet Witch, were you trying to appeal to the grown-up goth kids who identified with The Craft a little too much, or to a new generation of Hot Topic counter-culture kiddies who can't deal with the ennui of living in white suburbia?
No judgement here. I'm just curious about your target demographic.
No judgement here. I'm just curious about your target demographic.
What is The Craft? What rock have you been hiding under?
[Scoff scoff scoff.]
Only the best cinematic experience ever made. Equal parts horror, teen romance, comedy, and social commentary. Siskel and Ebert gave it five pentagrams.
[Scoff scoff scoff.]
Only the best cinematic experience ever made. Equal parts horror, teen romance, comedy, and social commentary. Siskel and Ebert gave it five pentagrams.
[ She and Kal like to mind their own business, to put it crudely. The DEO has its job, the Avengers have theirs. They're on friendly terms: this town has to be big enough for all of them. Kara's used to having no peers there. Cap is always polite to her, Tony seems to think she needs some blunt-force patriotism to go with her uniform's colours and the super-strength. She's a little intimidated by Natasha. ]
[ But Wanda stands apart from them, and it's not because they're around the same age, or that she's a powerhouse in her own right. Sokovia hangs over her like Krypton hangs over Kara, and she wants badly to say something, but doesn't. Loss has to be dealt with in its own way, and she doesn't like to think about hers. ]
[ The moment the fight's over, Kara's at her side. ]
Hey, saving the day is what I'm for. [ Lightly, absently said, she's scrutinising Wanda's cuts, checking for infection with her microscopic vision. ] Come on. Let's get you back to HQ.
[ But Wanda stands apart from them, and it's not because they're around the same age, or that she's a powerhouse in her own right. Sokovia hangs over her like Krypton hangs over Kara, and she wants badly to say something, but doesn't. Loss has to be dealt with in its own way, and she doesn't like to think about hers. ]
[ The moment the fight's over, Kara's at her side. ]
Hey, saving the day is what I'm for. [ Lightly, absently said, she's scrutinising Wanda's cuts, checking for infection with her microscopic vision. ] Come on. Let's get you back to HQ.
[ Kara worries at her lower lip. Concern radiates off her in thick waves, each flash of it longer than the last. She doesn't want to crowd, so after a moment she flops next to Wanda, shoulders brushing lightly. ]
I'm on your side, [ still gentle, ] Just take it easy, okay? We beat the bad guy, we've got time.
I'm on your side, [ still gentle, ] Just take it easy, okay? We beat the bad guy, we've got time.
[ Kara flashes a brief smile at Wanda. ]
A few minutes out in the sun, and I'm ready to go toe to toe with Metallo.
[ She stretches the last half of it, the os rolling off her tongue. She smiles again, and reaches out to squeeze Wanda's hand warmly. ]
A few minutes out in the sun, and I'm ready to go toe to toe with Metallo.
[ She stretches the last half of it, the os rolling off her tongue. She smiles again, and reaches out to squeeze Wanda's hand warmly. ]
She's given an address; it's across the street from a small dance club that has an old school R&B night happening tonight.
Erik is waiting, hands in pockets, and he raises his chin in her direction when she arrives, robot friend or no. "Ay."
Erik is waiting, hands in pockets, and he raises his chin in her direction when she arrives, robot friend or no. "Ay."
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