The Avenger Project IC
Rose was done with her normal training. She was tired and sweaty and wanted nothing more but to shower but Fury had sent for her right after shae had finished. Walking into the control room she saw Fury talking with Stark. She grinned, she enjoyed teasing Stark but the look on Fury's face when he turned toward her was of a serious matter.
"Rose as you know Stark and I have been speaking of starting a team out of the young heroes we have manged to find scattered around." Fury as usual got straight to the point.
Rose nodded. "So I have heard."
"That team is no longer just talk, its now reality starting with you and your siblings. We have already spoken to them and they have agreed." Fury looked to Stark. "Ultimatly Stark will be responsibale for the team but the other Avengers will be around incase any of you need help." He looked back at Rose who only nodded in response. 'Great Stark is in charge of me now. YAY!' She thought to herself sarcastically.
"You can go now." Fury shooed her away. Not that she cared because now she could go shower. 'Other heroes? As far as I knew it was just me and my siblings.' She walked into her room and jumped into the shower.
((Intro sucks but oh well.))
Christopher was currently at the armory, messing with the old HYDRA guns that SHIELD collected. He was told that there were useless now but this did not meant that the Gremlin could not have some fun with them. After all, it was much more safer for Fury and all the agents to have him being creative with the cannons rather than...one the proppeler engines of the Hellicarrier.
As he was sitting on the ground, with his hands moving into a blur and shaping the weapon into a toy robot, a SHIELD agent approached the youngster " Uh Sir I am sorry to interupt you but I Director Fury ordered me to inform you that you should rest before the briefing..."
" Very well, I hoped that I would be able to test my bots out, but it looks like this is will have to wait." Christopher awnsered to the agent as he picked up his self-made robots and headed out of the Armory, heading to his room.
Anabelle looked around as she sighed drinking some of her water. She noticed her sister, Rose walking in. "ROSE!!" she smiled running towards her and hugging her tightly. "I missed you!!" she laughed. "Umm.. what you doing? How was your training going and stuff? Tell me.. we have alot to talk about.. I spoke to Stark. You are the leader of this new young group?" she said raising an eyebrow at her.
"Woah ok to much at one time. And I am not sure toy want to hug me I am drenched in sweat. I was about to take a shower. Training and stuff was exhausting, and I have no clue if I am the leader or not as usual those two have kept stuff from me and now I get bombarded with a question I am unable to answer." She said the last sentence with anoyance plainly in her tone. "Honestly why they have to be so conspicuous all the time I really don't know." She looked at Anabelle and laughed. "Anyway how was your...what do you do when I go to train? I have always wondered but never asked." It was Rose's turn to raise an eyebrow.
Vanya sits crosslegged and bobs up and down over her bed, staring across the room at the glass case that displayed the mangled pieces of the Stradivarius she destroyed when she was twelve. She brought it with her so she would never forget her moment's stupidity, but Vanya thinks the mangled, twisted wood is sort of pretty. She's floating in time with Danse Macabre, which she plays a lot since it's the only piece she actually ever took a liking to.
Vanya drops back down to the mattress when the song ends, plucking idly at the strings of her somewhat new violin. Catgut, she remembers, not actually made of guts but it used to be -- like the classical world's answer to pigskin a few centuries too early. She taps her bow against the nightstand, letting out a mildly annoyed sigh.
"I sit here and wait, so eager to move onward. But it's all in vain." Vanya mutters under her breath, setting down the violin and bow before pulling out an Ouija board from the drawer. Needless to say, it was not the same old Ouija board she used whenever she needed to contact the more stubborn spirits in the middle of a battle. This one was practically her baby. It was made of polished stained-black wood, the words on it written in beautiful cursive french, indented and gold-leafed. Carefully cradling it in her arms, she hops off the bed and starts to wander around the S.H.I.E.L.D base, constantly hovering a foot off the ground.
((Any time I write like this it will have something to do with our main Villian))
Deep in the bowels of some unknown place a dark figure was stiring up trouble. Noticing a need in a super villain team the figure decided to pray upon the unsuspecting easily influenced adolescent "gifted" population. Sending out the figures minions to locate and recruite these unsuspecting minds the figure plotted it's next move seething and stewing in revenge against the Avengers. Why the figure wanted revenge it could not tell you but revenge is what it wanted. 'Locating these gifted children should be mere child's play.' She figure hissed to itself as it continued to send minions giving instructions to destroy any who got in their way.
Anabelle flips her hair looking at her sister. "Well while your training.. im busy shopping.. or doing something else. But I train.. sometimes.." she smiled nodding towards her sister and twirling her hair with her index finger. "So what do you want to do?" she raised an eyebrow, raising a leg ontop of the other.
"Well as previously mentioned I am covered in sweat so I am going to take a shower. By the way have you seen Aaron I haven't seen him all day." Rose walked over to her dresser to grab some clothes. Her regular band t-shirt and black jeans the shirt she grabbed this time was a brown Flyleaf shirt.
Petrus walked the streets of the city looking for some pockets to pick. he liked challenges so he left the old ladies alone. oh theres one. rushing buisness man. all he had to do was pretend to bump into him and apologize and he had himself a new wallet. easy money
nightmare was sitting in rose's subconscious boredly with a rubber ball to him her subconscious while she was awake was a empty white room lacking any kind of imagination and he was throwing the ball against the wall catching it. nightmare was in the form of a neko boy with black hair and ears wearing a black shirt and blood red vest and had a leash around his neck. although he was a entity of evil and fear he loved to serve others in both as there toy or pet but now he was nothing more than roses' friend during her dreams as he was searching for the things she feared so that he can feed off of it