(dw you're good)
Shea raised an eyebrow and nodded. "Ultron," She muttered. "I don't know a lot about him… Sam just told me that Sokovia flew the coop and that the Sokovia Accords came after… And then it was Cap versus Stark and the Avengers were divided. But then they made up… ish. I've heard that things are still rocky between Stark and Rogers. I missed a lot in four years." Shea shook her head and laughed softly, already making her way towards the elevator. "We're going to my floor right? Any neighbors I need to know about?"
"Things are still rocky between Steve and Tony, but they do their best to get along. The accords have been…well, for the most part the accords are not enforced, seeing as how Steve and the others were given pardons." Jarvis explained. "The neighbors above you are Jason, and the level below you is empty. The tower is big enough that everyone has their own small level to themself."
(I'm watching Civil War right now and I forgot how much I love Bucky and Sam. I can't wait for their series a;dklfja;sdklf)
"Nice," Shea whispered. She took one last look over the garage before pressing the up button on the elevator. She raked her fingers through her hair again and leaned against the wall. "So, where next Jason? I'm assuming my floor."
(ahsvhsvsvs I watched Civil War the other day, I knowww I love them so much, it's going to be great)
Jason nodded a little, pressing the button to go to her floor. "Yes, unless you'd like to go somewhere else?" He asked, raising his eyebrows at her a little bit. "Although I can't think of anywhere else you would want to go."
(or the Loki series and the Hawkeye series a;kdjfaklsdj)
"Food," Shea answered, resting her head against the elevator wall as the ascended. "Stark's like a bajillionaire, he has to have like a McDonalds in this place somewhere."
(qvshdvdggdbd yes. Wanda vision is super good and it's giving me such high hopes for the other series)
"No McDonald's, but we can go to the kitchen and make some food." Jason replied, pushing the button for the main level, which had a kitchen in it. "There's plenty of readymade stuff, or we can make something from scratch, I don't know. Assuming my presence is welcome, if not I can always leave and it's fine."
(the most recent episode was just a;sdklfjasdlkfj my only thought at the end of it was "WhErE aRe ThE tWiNs" and not whoever the heck Agnes was. Also I want to introduce another Avenger because yes)
"Nah, you're okay," Shea responded, taking a step out of the elevator when the doors opened. "Most people are aright if they can tolerate me." She made her way over to the kitchen area and opened the fridge. Inside was full of fruits, vegetables, containers marked "DO NOT EAT" and… juiceboxes. Shea tilted her head and grabbed one of the juice boxes from the fridge.
"Hey, those are mine!" A voice called from behind her. Shea turned to see the one and only Spider-Man.
(yes exactly!! I just. Abbdhdhdvd you watched the endscene, right? I think "Pietro" is Ralph or Mephisto or something)
Jason turned. "Hey, Peter." He greeted with a quick wave. "Nice to see you drop by, you here to see Tony?" He asked, grabbing an apple and taking a bite, blond eyebrows rised faintly as he looked over at the younger man.
(Well, "Pietro" is Peter in the X-Men movies who's the same person as Quicksilver in the comics so I always thought that Wanda hacked into the multiverse to bring her brother back (kinda like Into the Spiderverse) but apparently not aha)
"Hey Jason!" Peter clicked a button on his temple and the SpiderMan mask dismantled and folded into the neck of his suit. Stark Tech, obviously. "Uh, yeah, I was just coming to see Mr. Stark and everyone else and I uh- I came down here and um… I didn't catch your name, I'm sorry." Peter gestured to Shea with an apologetic expression.
"Oh, I'm Shea. I worked for SHIELD and now I'm here."
"Cool! Cool, that's cool. Yeah. So uh- How'd you come to the Tower?"
"Clint and Nat got me in. Also, I got psychological powers that can mess a man up beyond repair," Shea answered casually. She had to bite her lip to prevent herself from bursting out laughing at the arachnid's face. "Don't worry, kid-" Shea patted his shoulder. "I won't use 'em on you. Unless you deserve it, that is."
Peter went paler then he already was and bounced nervously on the balls of his feet. "Well… uh-"
(haha I had a similar thought, but I guess not haha)
Jason laughed at Peter's anxiety. "You'll be fine, Peter. I'm… pretty sure she isn't going to hurt you." He glanced at Shea, then took another bite of his apple, letting the two talk together without too much extra interruptions from him. When he finished the apple, he threw away the core, taking a deep breath and watching them.
(cmon marvel just give us ANSSWWWWEEEERRRRSSSSSSS)
"Oh. Uhm- Okay, cool. Yeah, don't hurt me… Please," Peter looked over at Shea, a nervous gleam in his brown eyes. "That is if you don't want to…" Peter trailed off.
Shea stayed quiet for a few more seconds before breaking into a fit of laughter, her laugh similar to a hyena's. "Geez Peter, didn't mean to scare ya' that bad." Shea clutched her abdomen, breathing heavily in attempt to ease herself out of her laughing fit. "I won't mess with your head, promise."
"Oh." Peter sighed, his shoulders slumping as if an invisible weight had been lifted from them. "Yeah- uh, thanks for that… Um. It was great talking to you and all… Shea, Jason. But Mr. Stark needs me now so- uh-" Peter offered a small wave before speedwalking away to the elevator.
"Damn," Shea sighed, a smile still on her face. "Didn't expect the legendary Spider-Man to be so… jumpy."
(abshsvshsgd yesss pleeeeeeeeeeeeaassssee)
Jason laughed a little. "Yeah, he's…he's a good kid, but very…nervous, I guess." He did see the irony in calling Peter a kid, when Jason was only a year or two older, but he didn't really remark on it. "Anyway, what did you want to eat? There's a bunch of stuff in here you could have."
Shea shrugged, already sipping from one of Peter's juice boxes. "I still want McDonalds. Stark should put like a suggestion box here or something." Shea drained the rest of the box, a loud slurping noise echoing through the room before she disposed of the box in a trash can. "Dearest Mr. Stark," Shea started with a mock posh accent. "It has come to my attention that you do not possess a Ronald Mac-DonAlds in your fine tower. I request one to be put in place as soon as possible if you wish for me to stay at your humble abode. Sincerely, Sheaenna Aloe Garner." She looked over at Jason and started laughing like the lunatic she was.
(I just want TFATWS alreaddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy I mean WandaVision is great and all but I wanna see Bucky and Sam and Sharon and Baron Zemo again)
(god SAME. Except I don't like Sharon, so like. Yeah. But all of the others YES. Bucky is my favorite MCU character and I have a deep need for more Bucky content)
Jason laughed as well. "We can go get some McDonald's, if you like? I've got a car in the garage." He shrugged his shoulders. "Though I am a supersoldier, so you'll have to deal with me ordering more than I should be simply to satisfy my metabolism and all that shit." He always needed to eat more than most his size, weight, and age. Steve and Bucky did too, due to increased metabolisms from the serum.
(a;skfjs YES BUCKY IS MY FAVORITE TOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO My 2nd is Doctor Strange and my 3rd is Rocket)
(dkghdsbfjhdbkfgjhb YES. Tony was like, my second favorite D: idk who my third favorite is)
(I love Tony too. And Nicky Fury. I will riot though if Sharon becomes a love interest for Sam or Bucky. not so subtly shipping SamBucky aha)
(god same, especially because she kissed steve who is her uncle, btw, so that was Not Cool dhfgbkfhjgb SamBucky would be…interesting, to say the least. I, personally, was and always will be a Stucky fan, and you better believe I am still pissed at the ending Marvel gave Steve)
(Yeahhhhhhhhhhh the whole thing going on between Sharon and Steve was w e i r d. And Steve and Tony and Nat deserved better >:/)
Jason laughed as well. "We can go get some McDonald's, if you like? I've got a car in the garage." He shrugged his shoulders. "Though I am a supersoldier, so you'll have to deal with me ordering more than I should be simply to satisfy my metabolism and all that shit." He always needed to eat more than most his size, weight, and age. Steve and Bucky did too, due to increased metabolisms from the serum.
"Eat as much as you need," Shea shrugged and made her way over to the sliding glass doors leading out to a bustling New York street. She eyed her duffle and backpack on the floor still and decided it was better if she took her stuff up to her room. "But before you go, let's stop by my floor real quick."
(ALSO: kind of unrelated but me and my friends are going as Captain America, the Winter Soldier, Falcon, and Black Widow for Halloween this year a;kdfj;akd I'm going as Bucky because I have the long dark hair and brooding nature XD)
(Steve, Nat, and Tony 1000% deserved better and That's The Tea)
(Ahshdhdbvdvd you have no idea how ironic and amazing that is. The first time I did an RP like this was with one of my best friends, who went to Halloween as Bucky as well. This was like. Three years ago. So this is now Peak Irony for me lmao)
"Great." He picked up her suitcase with one hand, heading towards the elevator. He realized a moment or so later that maybe he should have asked before picking up her bag, but didn't bother stopping just to ask, when he already had it anyways.
(a;dkslfjakl okay- that's pretty ironic XD… I'm just watching videos of the MCU cast being very chaotic instead of doing homework and it's freakin great. Also- Another Avenger)
Shea instinctively took her bag from Jason when they got into the elevator. As the doors were closing, a hand reached between the crack, opening the doors. Shea shuffled to the side to make way for a very frazzled Bruce Banner.
"I- uh… Sorry, Tony needs me in the lab. I woulda waited for the next one but I couldn't," Bruce quickly apologized, making small gestures with his hands. He clicked the button for the 50th floor and turned to face the two young heroes. "Jason, hi, uh- Shea right? Yeah, hi. I uh- I did research on your powers a little while back."
Shea raised an eyebrow, looking at the skinny and mild man that was somehow the Hulk. "Oh."
"Yeah- um… If you ever need to know anything my lab's always open. You just gotta y'know… Make sure you keep your abilities in check. I don't want the Big Guy to come out at a bad time."
Shea nodded, uncharacteristically silent.
(havsgsgs. Mood. Great!)
Jason greeted Bruce with a wave, letting the two talk. When Shea went quiet, he spoke. "Good to see you, Bruce." He said. He and Bruce weren't exactly friends, they were too different for that, but were more of…aquaintances, really, more than anything. But they were on good terms, and that was all that really mattered. Then again, Jason was on good terms with most of the Avengers. None of them had a reason to dislike him. Although, perhaps ironically, he didn't get along well with Steve. They were mostly neutral about each other.
"Yeah… Uh hi." The elevator slowed and Bruce hustled out when the doors opened. "See you guys later."
The doors closed and the device lifted once more, going up thirty some-odd floors. "Sorry if that was awkward or whatever…" Shea huffed. "I don't like it when people know more about me than I do."
He laughed a little bit. "Yeah, don't worry about it. Bruce is pretty awkward too, so between the two of you…" He trailed off with a shrug, waiting for the elevator to get down to the final floor.
"Ugh," Shea groaned and threw her head back dramatically. "He came to me before… Tried to educate me on what he called my "mutation". I didn't like it and accidentally brought out the Hulk. Nat had to come home early from her mission because only she could calm him down. So we try to stay clear of each other for the most part." The elevator came to a stop and Shea didn't hesitate to rush out of the enclosed space and onto her floor.
It was… plain. Boring, uninteresting to say the least. The walls were a pristine white, the floors a smooth polished tile. Floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking New York lined the walls with a private room built into the heart of the floor. There was a modern, untouched fireplace against a wall and a few bland chairs and sofas surrounding it. Shea turned her nose up at the sight. "Needs some personality."
"Oh. I see." Jason said, then followed her out. "Yeah, but don't worry about that. You can repaint and decorate however you want. We get an allowance from Tony for decorating rooms, because he's been…he's actually been really generous. I mean, he can afford it, but…" He trailed off, shrugging his shoulder a little bit. "He's been generous about all that." He laughed faintly.
"Ooh! How much?" Shea's violet eyes lit up with anticipation. She could already imagine the epic lair she was going to transform the basic apartment into. Jet black walls, soft gray couches and purple lighting. She walked over to the middle of the room and sat down on one of the provided couches. She kicked her high tops up onto the furniture, stretching out. She patted the chair next to her as an invite for Jason.
