forum Marvel OxO // Closed

Started February 08, 2021 by @ElderGod-Icefire

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"Yeah, they just ran in front of us. It looked like they were coming this way, but knowing them, they probably got sidetracked." Paisley shrugged and walked inside, taking off her jacket to hang on the coatrack. Cloak flew in after the duo, already making itself comfortable on the couch next to Tony and Bruce.

Tony did a double take when the animated piece of clothing sat next to him and craned his neck to look at the duo arriving. "Hey Strange, hey Paisley," The billionaire playboy philanthropist greeted.

Strange nodded at the Iron Man and turned his attention back to Jason. "Shuri and Peter will be here any second."

Just on cue, the princess and the superhero stumbled into the room, both of them cackling like hyenas. "Sorry we're late," Shuri apologized with a shit-eating grin.

"She pushed T'Challa into a trash can," Peter added, his smile just as impish.

Jason rolled his eyes, shaking his head at them. "Of course she did." He replied with a sigh. "Just…you know where to go. Shoo." He led them all, plus T'Challa, into the correct room, taking a seat at the table and shaking his head again, a faint smile tugging at his mouth.

Tony looked around the table. "So, is this everyone?" He questioned, raising his eyebrows at the group.

Steve was sitting leaned back in his seat, leaning his cheek on one hand. Bucky sat beside him, the ex assassin quiet and calm as he gazed around the table.

(Hnnng the new episode hurt my hearttt. Bucky being like "because if he was wrong about you then he was wrong about me" just 🥺🥺😭 babey noo)

(babbyyyyyyyyyyyyy and the whole scene with Isaiah just hurt my heart. And freaking John can just go away already because >:( )
(also, Loki's gonna be here because I love Loki and I want Brodinsons shenanigans. Thor has half-convinced the other Avengers that Loki's a-okay now :) )

"I believe so…." Strange took a seat next to Wanda, Paisley sitting on his left with a girl she had never met on her left. "Wait. Are Sam and Clint coming?" Strange pointed the question at Steve at the opposite end of the table.

"Clint should be here soon," Nat answered for him, leaning forward, using her folded arms to keep her upright. "He had something to attend to. And Sam was wrapping up a mission. They said we could start without them."

"Cool." Tony stood up, his chair scraping noisily against the floor. Peter was sitting at his left, with Shuri next to him, and Rhodey and Vision on his right. "Let's get started with the first game." He pointed at Strange, who opened a portal above the center of the table. A black and white box landed noisily on the table, startling Thor and Loki from their silent staring contest.

"Cards Against Humanity," Tony announced, spreading his arms out wide like he was at a Stark Expo rather than at an Avenger's game night.

(D: yeah Isaiah made me Big Sad. And I wanted so badly for Bucky to just,,, punch John in the face)
(Hfnfbh okay!)

Jason raised an eyebrow. "You'll have to explain the rules to me, I've never played it before." He said, examining the box critically. "I've heard of it, but never played it before." He just had never really…had friends. And none of his handlers had wanted to play games with him. Basically he just didn't get to play games all that often, though he was good at poker. But poker had been played on missions. Poker had been done in less than legal settings with less than legal bids and less than legal results, on SHIELD missions with the goal of finding and flushing out the people doing the less than legal things.

Jason had no fond memories of many of these missions. Criminals had no compunctions against hurting children or teens, and he had been through a lot at the hands of ruthless men and women that hadn't cared that he was young, that he didn't have a choice.

While his mind rabbit trailed down this less than pleasant path, ice had formed at his fingertips, and when he shook off his thoughts, he sighed faintly when he realized that there was ice on his hands now. He shook off the ice onto the floor, blinking as he refocused on the game at hand.

(a;klsdfjlaks yes that's all I wanted. And the freaking Flag Smashers made Sam and Bucky look very w e a k during the fight scene on the trucks and I was like no thank you where's the Bucky that freaking took down like an entire army and the Sam that took down like hundreds of HYDRA agents >:( )

Shea looked over next to her, noting Jason's shaken expression but choosing not to comment. She knew firsthand that people didn't like talking too much about what was going on in their mind.

"According to my database," Vision started, his proper voice ringing through the room. "Cards Against Humanity is a popular game played by a large group of people. The 'judge' for that round reads off a black card and the rest of the party members choose one of the ten white cards in their hand to either fill in the blank of the black card or answer the question. The judge shuffles all the cards handed to them and reads them all aloud for the rest of the party to hear. Then, the judge selects the card that either makes the most sense or in most cases, is the most humorous and the player that the card belonged to gets the black card as a point. Then the judge role passes to the right. The first player to reach the preset amounts of points will be victorious."

"Thank you, Vision," Tony said between a yawn. "For that extremely helpful explanation."

"It was indeed helpful, Worthy Vision!" Thor bellowed, making Loki wince.

"Can you shut up for once?" The God of Mischief hissed.

(ajvsgsgsvs YES I'm Angery. But Karli (the leader) is hot so)

Jason laughed a little. "Thanks, Vision. I think I'll get the hang of it." His mouth pulled up in a faint little smile, but there was still something hanging in his eyes that looked too old and tired for his years. He was only seventeen, but the expression in his eyes made him look older. Maybe not as old as many of those around the table, but the amount of world weariness and exhaustion in his eyes was not that of a teenager, prematurely aged by too much violence and terror from a young age.

(she kinda seems like one of those 'looks like a cinnamon roll, can kill you' which is probably 110% correct because she freaking beat Bucky's ass)

Vision nodded, a small smile on his face. The android was always happy to be of service, but that could possibly just be his JARVIS side speaking. "Alright, who will deal? Shea?"

Shea's head snapped over to Vision upon hearing her name. "Uh, sure. I guess…" Steve slid the box over to the girl and she took a large handful of white cards out and began to shuffle. Once she finished those, she moved onto the next bit of white cards and then the smaller stack of black cards. Because she shuffled, play would start at the right. The dark toned girl with the soft eyes took the stack of shuffled black cards from her and turned them face down in the center of the table. Shea then began to pass out the cards.

Once everyone had been dealt ten cards, Paisley drew the top card and cleared her throat. "'The downstairs of Life smells like…. blank."

Shea cackled, instantly sliding a card to her left.

(ooh definitely lol)

Jason frowned for a moment, then slowly put down a card, facedown on the table. He still didn't quite understand how to play this game, but figured it would be fine. What was the worst he could do in this game, after all? It couldn't be as bad as other games got later at night sometimes. Those got rather… inappropriate. Apparently. He only sometimes got to stay, which was irritating, but he didnt push it too much.

(So for the table order. They're all sitting at a round table. Steve, Bucky, Empty, Empty, Nat, Loki, Thor, Bruce, Shuri, Peter, Tony, Rhodey, Vision, Wanda, Strange, Paisley, Shea, Jason, Empty, Scott, Hope, Pepper, Steve. I think that's everyone? And is Alex gonna join in soon?)
(I'm also totally overexaggerating Thor because it's fun :P)

Paisley cleared her throat and shuffled all of the cards handed to her. She read them all off one by one, snickering at a few of the outrageous responses but only one really got her laughing. "The downstairs of Life smells like… spaghetti." The simple response had Paisley cackling beyond belief. It was probably her midterms coming up screwing with her mental state.

After laughing for a little bit, she finished reading off the cards and selected spaghetti as her winner. Loki extended a hand to the young sorceress.

"My brother? Do you believe that the downstairs of life truly smells of spaghetti, brother?" Thor gasped, looking over at the God of Mischief with a scandalized look.

Loki huffed, blowing a raven lock from his face. "No. Imbecile. I was just attempting to get rid of a card I do not want."

(sounds good!)
(Oh uh no, none of them have met Alex yet and he isn't really a part of the team yet either. I was gonna wait a little bit longer to introduce him)

Jason had laughed at a few of the funnier ones, leaning on one elbow as he watched and listened. It was odd, for him. He didn't quite fit in with Peter and Shuri, but nor did he quite fit in with the adults. It was a strange, in-between place, but one that he didn't really mind. He didn't mind being alone in the group; there was no reason to be overly attached anyways, when all it would take is a few words from SHIELD and he'd be gone permanently, never to return. Better not to make connections.

(alright! I left an empty chair next to Jason just in case)

"Hey doofus," Shea whispered to Jason as she slid her next card over to Strange. "Why the distant look?" She elbowed him lightly, a smirk spreading on her face.

(alright, thanks! I'll probably introduce him soon ish, just not during game night)
(Also I wanted to figure out a way that Jason has to come out to Shea for some reason (probably for truth or dare and he gets dared/truthed to tell her a secret) so he just goes "I'm bi". Bc then she can tease him about Alex later bc he's not very good at hiding when he has a crush lmao)

Jason blinked, looking at her. "Hmm? Oh. I just got lost in thought, that's all. Nothing to worry about." He pushed his own card over to Strange with a quiet laugh and a light shrug. "I just got…stuck in a rut, I guess." He gestured vaguely to his head, shaking himself a little and sighing faintly. "It's fine." He ran a hand over his head, ruffling up his blond hair until it stuck up into blonde spikes.

(asa;kdfj yes. Shea is the type of person to a) endlessly tease someone about a crush b) always point out when someone gets flustered and c) gives people nicknames and refuses to let it go)

"Stuck in a rut?" Shea echoed, raising an eyebrow mischievously. "God, you sound like Steve." Shea laughed and leaned back into her chair, kicking her feet up on the table and once again sorting through her white cards.

Once Strange got all the cards, he began to read them off, his tone never wavering from his endless monotone. Paisley was all smiles next to him, laughing every now and then. The round ended with Tony getting the card and the play now passing to Wanda. The Sokovian smiled and read off the card.

"Anything special you're thinking 'bout?" Shea whispered to Jason, the mischief in her eyes rivaling the God of Mischief themself.

(skdbdhhd yesss and Jason's like "stop it he's from 1918, he's not interested, stop itttt")

Jason rolled his eyes at her comment that he was like his father, and continued to participate in the game. At the question, he cocked his head a little. "No, why?" He said slowly, narrowing his eyes for a moment at Shea and wondering what exactly that expression was about. Was she going to ask him something? But what? Or what did she think he was thinking about?

(and Shea's like "no you're already married now.")

"I know how to read people, and I know something's going on in that thick skull of yours." Shea reached over and lightly rapped her knuckles on Jason's head. "And I also like to know the tea." The chair squeaked as she bounced over to get closer to Jason. "Spill. Now."

(skdbdhhd and then when they're actually dating "Alex is a pedophile because Jason is 17 and he's 119" lmao)

Jason's eyebrows tugged together a little. "Memories, that's all. I didn't play games a lot. Mostly on missions, in less than legal settings. So. That's all." He shrugged a little, unsure what else she was expecting him to say. There wasn't anything else he could say, without going into the memories themselves. He didn't want to go into detail right now. Too much considering that he barely knew her and these memories were hard.

(Shea is just a gremlin)

"Mmm… Yeah, neither did I. SHIELD wasn't necessarily focused on making sure I got a decent childhood." She let out a mirthless chuckle. "What matters is having fun now, y'know. Won't ask you for details, I don't really want to know."

Wanda finished reading the cards, giving the winning point to Bucky who just shrugged under all the attention he was getting. Then the play passed to Vision, who began reading with a large smile, the look on his face similar to an excited child.

(skdhdh yeah I definitely get that energy from her lmao)

Jason laughed faintly as well. "Yeah. I wasn't planning on telling you anyways." He replied, shaking his head and rubbing his hands through his hair with a soft sigh and returning his attention to the game.

Steve was quiet for the most part, casting a curious glance at Jason and Shea, but not speaking to them. When Bucky won, he smiled over at his friend, laughing a little and congratulating him.

(Sorry about such a late response!)
(Steve, Bucky, Empty, Empty, Nat, Loki, Thor, Bruce, T'Challa, Shuri, Peter, Tony, Rhodey, Vision, Wanda, Strange, Paisley, Shea, Jason, Empty, Scott, Hope, Pepper, Steve.)

Shea snorted at Jason's unexpected snippy response and turned her attention back to the game. Loki had won yet again, already two cards ahead of the majority at the table. The play passed over to Rhodey. The war vet cleared his throat and read off the card.

Paisley turned her head to meet the eyes of the girl sitting next to her. She extended an arm warily, "Hey, I'm Paisley. Shea right?"

"Yup." Shea popped the 'p' and leaned back in her chair, kicking her ratty high tops up on the table. Getting the hint that the other girl didn't want to talk, Paisley retracted her arm and slid a card to Rhodey.

(you're fine!)
(You've seen the new episode of Falcon and the Winter Soldier, right??)

Jason continued to play the game, handing forward cards, the memories mostly pushed to the back of his mind. Soon enough, he was laughing along as Rhodey read off the answers to the card, making up his mind on which one had won the round. It ended up being Peter, and the other young man grinned like a hyena as he took the card. Next, play progressed to Tony, he read off the card with a smirk on his face, then waited for the responses.

(YES! The last episode came out on my birthday! :D freaking zemo I don't know if I love him or hate him… Also: "I cAn'T rUn In ThEsE hEeLs")

The game progressed, going around and around the table until Loki and Peter were tied with six cards, the goal being seven and Shuri right behind them with five. It was now Thor's turn. He bellowed out what the card read, his booming voice carrying through the room. Shea had aquired three of her own cards, Paisley hopelessly in last place with Nat with zero cards.

(oh happy birthday!! Skdbdhhd same here. And I hope Bucky takes the shield from John Walker, JW doesn't deserve that fucking shield)

Jason had one card, making him better than Nat and Shea, though not by much. He had no hope of winning, not really, but he was having fun, and that was what mattered, in reality. He tossed out his card to Thor, smiling a little and leaning his chin on his hand, looking vaguely tired but not tired enough to want to go to bed any time soon.

The game wrapped up with Shuri coming in from behind and beating both Peter and Loki to the prize. The Wakandan princess cackled as she held her six cards out like a fan, waving them in T'Challa's face with the taunt "look brother, just another thing I'm better than you at!" T'Challa sighed and stroked his beard, the patience he had was envious. Peter was mock-sulking next to her with his bottom lip out like a toddler and his arms tightly crossed. Loki seemed unfazed but the annoyance flaring in his eyes reflected his true emotions. Everyone just laughed as Steve and Bucky cleaned up the game. The super-soldiers left to go put the game back in the game room and select a new one, leaving the rest of the table up for some conversing.

"Paisley!" Peter shouted at her from across the table.

"Hmm?"

"How are mid-terms?"

"Hell."

That earned a laugh from most of the table.

(OH MY GOD I KNOWWWWWWW HOLY SHIT GHKSBDJFHGBSK)

Jason laughed quietly. He didn't have to deal with any sort of schooling right now; SHIELD had accelerated his learning so much that he had been done with the equivalent of high school by the time he was 14. College had never really been an option for him, not with his legal status and the fact that SHIELD basically owned him, so he was done with school for the foreseeable future. He wasn't mad about that, not really. School sucked.

(JOHN WALKER WENT FREAKING BATSHIT-)
(Okay, I have a theory… What if Sharon's the Power Broker?)

"Pete, don't go to college. It's a waste of time." Paisley let her head drop down on the table with a thump. "I don't even know why I'm going."

"You're going because a college degree is an accomplishment that few manage to obtain and what are you going to say if people ask you what you do for a living?" Strange objected.

"That I'm a sorcerer training under the Sorcerer Supreme that defends the Earth from all 'mystical' and 'non-human' powers."

"No. You're going to tell them you're a physicist because that's what you're going to school for."

Paisley groaned, her mind instantly going to her desk at the Sanctum, where her textbooks were stacked three high and unfinished homework covered the entire surface. "One more game and I have to go back to study."

(YESSSS HE DID)
(B R U H IVE BEEN SAYING THAT FOR TWO WEEKS NOW)

Jason laughed quietly. "Good luck." He said, looking over at Paisley with a faint smile. "I get the feeling you're going to need it." He ran a hand through his hair, letting out a quiet breath. "Glad I'm not going to college, it doesn't sound fun." He'd be a SHIELD agent for the rest of his life no matter what he did; why waste time getting a degree when he probably couldn't get it in the first place?

(BRO SHE'S DEFINETLY THE POWER BROKER)

"God, why did I agree to college in the first place." Paisley laughed humorlessly, gripping the flyaways from her ponytail nervously. She closed her eyes and clenched her fists and the glass Tony was drinking out of shattered. Tony began swearing like a sailor and Paisley's eyes flew open. For a second, her eyes were nothing but reflective silver balls before fading to her normal dark brown color.

"Shit!" She cried, reaching a hand out and turning it counter-clockwise. The glass shards pulled themselves back together as if being stitched together by an invisible string. Once the cup was mended, it landed back on the table with a clink. "Jesus, Tony, I'm so sorry-"

"You're fine, kid." Tony stood abruptly and strode to the elevator, most likely going to his floor to change into a dry shirt.

The table was silent and Paisley felt extremely embarrassed. Luckily, the attention wasn't on her for too long, for Clint and Sam chose that moment to crash through the window.

"Bout time you boys decided to show up," Nat said, looking as unfazed as always.

(jsvdhdhd I'm about to watch the new episode, I'm so excited djfhdhbd)

Jason blinked at the shatter, shaking his head for a moment, but didn't say anything. He greeted Sam and Clint with a wave and a smile. "Nice to see you two." He said, running his hands through his hair and leaving it sticking up in blond spikes.

(ask;fdja;ksd duuuuudddeee make sure you stay for post-credits scene)

"Hey Jason!" Sam greeted in his usual friendly manner. He untangled himself from Clint and stood up, his wings retracting into the pack with a low hum and a clatter. "Uh- sorry bout the window but I was flying home from Delacroix and Clint called me and needed a lift. We just came in a little hot."

"A LITTLE?" Clint cried from the floor, clutching his bleeding arm. The glass shards lifted and positioned themselves back into the space, the window reforming as if it was never broken. "Jesus Sam, you coulda killed me."