(I'm gonna introduce an Avenger because yes…)
"Your Steve?" Shea raised an eyebrow but didn't press further, making her way into the gym. At first look, the floor looked like every other gym. Treadmills pushed up against the floor-to-ceiling windows, benches and ellipticals in perfect parallel rows, rowers and step climbers against the far right wall. Shea walked through the isle, her hands shoved in her hoodie pocket and her eyes wandering over the few people occupying the room. There was a sliding glass door at the end of the room that opened for Shea when she got close. Inside were drones rapid-firing at a figure. Blocks and obstacles resembled a city street. Shea watched from a safe distance as the drones attacked the figure. The figure backflipped off a car and fired three consecutive arrows from a modernized bow. The drones fell to the floor and the city street disappeared, the room now just a large, empty coridor.
"'Sup kid," Clint Baron greeted with a wave. "I see you got my invite."
"Hey, Clint," Shea smiled at the Avenger, glad to see a friend.
"Fine, my "paternal genetic donor", if that satisfies you." He replied with a faint laugh, shaking his head a little. "Hey Clint." He greeted, crossing his arms loosely and looking around the room for a moment before returning his attention to the archer. "Good to see you around."
"Hey, Jason. I see you've met lil' firecracker here," Clint laughed and patted Shea on the shoulder. Shea rolled her eyes but leaned into Clint's touch. "She's quite the handful so I wish you luck."
"Shut it, Clint." Shea laughed and took a step away from him to face him. "Y'know you love me."
"Sure, kid." Hawkeye walked over to a key pad near the wall and punched in a code. The room roared to life and the city street formed once again. "I hope i see you around the Tower, kid."
"See ya', Clint." Shea turned and exited the room.
Jason sighed faintly, following after Shea after waving to Clint. "Where do you think you're going?" He queried of her, raising his eyebrows at her curiously. "Do you want to see more of the gym? Otherwise I can take you to the garage and then to your level."
"I'll be familiar with the gym soon enough," Shea answered with a shrug. "Besides, SHIELD had one just like it. And yeah, the garage would be nice." Shea pressed the button to the elevator and leaned against it. She watched the virtual reality training room out of the corner of her eye, watching Clint continue to take down drone after drone.
Jason didn't watch, familiar enough with seeing the other Avengers train that he didn't see the need to watch Clint right now. He led her into the elevator, punching the button to take them down. It was a quick trip, just a few seconds at most. The doors opened to show the garage, with Tony's cars and a few others. "If you have your own vehicle, you can park it here. There's also ten cars that any of us are free to borrow. However, if the license plate says Stark, that is Tony's and Tony's only, and no borrowing is allowed without prior permission. Make sense?" He looked over at her.
Shea smirked, already knowing that she was going to take one of those big, red, high-tech convertibles for a spin sometime. She walked past some of the motorcycles, brushing her hand against the sleek metal bodies of them. "Fury said he was going to get my bike here sometime. I hope it's soon." Shea stuck her bottom lip out like a child but then laughed it off. She then made her way towards Stark's cars, peering through the windows to look at all the modifications and such the Iron Man had made to it. "Does Stark have any other expensive toys?"
"Stark has many expensive toys, and you aren't allowed to mess with the vast majority of them." Jason replied. "Seriously. Although Jarvis is installed in the tower and can help you out anytime you need anything. All you gotta do is talk to him and ask, and he can do just about anything for you." He smiled a little, glancing up at the ceiling for a moment. "Isn't that right, Jarvis?"
"That is correct, Jason. Miss Shea, it is a pleasure to meet you. If you need anything, I'm always available to help." Jarvis's calm, british voice came from the speakers.
"Mmm… I'm not allowed to do a lot of things but that doesn't stop me," Shea cackled but then cleared her throat. Her eyes widened as Jarvis spoke. "So, uh, Jarvis. Aren't you also Vision? As in the big flying red robot with the gem in his head?"
(gtg, sorry)
"Part of me is, yes. Ultron smashed me to pieces and much of me was uploaded into what is now Vision. Tony managed to restore me, but occasionally I still have memory gaps or problems with my coding. If this happens while I am conversing with you, I offer my greatest apologies and request for patience." Jarvis replied in that calm, implacable voice.
(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.
