"I'm the one and only Sienna Giovanni. Ex assassin from Hydra, known as the Siren. I know everyone has heard something like that before....."
Born and raised in Brooklyn New York during the 1920's.
I'm Italian and Puerto Rican- I know a sin during this time.
Open World Oc Intro:
"I know they say my kind is a myth, a legend. That we don't exist anymore... But we do... I do at least..."
Sienna Gianna Giovanni
Siren; Puerto Rican and Italian descent
Born in the early 1900's. Raised in the sea for a time till my kind was forced to the land.
About Me
Mutation Genosha
Main-Blog(Likes and follows from): Witchy
Rules
Big one. I am over 25 guys. Minors, I am warning you. If you interact with any of my NSFW it's an immediate block. I am NOT risking that. Even it's it's mentioned NSFW.
SFW/NSFW is okay!
Romance is currently on the fence. So only people we feel comfortable with.
Please remember everything is fictional and is for a good time plot wise. I don't have time to explain to someone this is all just roleplay. If you want something outside of RP. I'm not that girl, this is strictly an RP blog. For fun. I'm friends with mods and that's it. No actually romantic relationships here-I can't believe I have to state that.
All I ask is be kind towards one another. I adore everyone that comes by so please be nice and kind.
Also respect boundaries of others I roleplay with! We all have our own sets of rules and ways we RP! If you can't be nice it's a block.
I also will not handle transphobs, I am Pro LGBT+, and no racism. Creator is latina and I will channel that inner sass~
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The problem with being low support needs is that people mentally autocorrect that to āno support needsā and then proceed to give you absolutely nothing and then get surprised when you implode after six months.
Steve was walking around the Mansion there was a few things that he hadn't told sienna yet. Because everything was happening so fast but one thing was going to come out as soon as she sees him probably. Because Steve wasn't acting like himself at the moment because technically it wasn't Steve.
He was currently eating a mayonnaise sicle which was frozen mayonnaise on a popsicle stick. He was eating one and carrying one in his hand he handed it towards sienna.
"It's good do you want to try it?" The voice was small
@broken-rogers
Sienna froze as she smelt it. Her eyes widen as she shakes her head. Feeling sick from the smell. "Why...do you hate meeeee. You know I dislike mayonnaise..."
"Promise I don't hate you Steve loves you so I feel like I should like and love you?" Steve quickly ate the rest of the one he was eating and just as quickly ate the other one so she wouldn't have to look at it or smell it.
He immediately felt his head starting to ache why, was his head hurting so much.
"Our Head is angry about me eating the cold thing quickly. Steve wanted me to meet you before he explained about me. I've existed for a couple of weeks."
The shine from the morning light draped over the lands. The day to day life greeted those that woke that fine morning.
The birds sang, the wind traveled freely. It was supposed to be another day to just, enjoy.
Yet, those gray clouds crawling over the horizon was something that set a chill through Sienna. As if she's seen this energy once before.
It was small things next.
The shake of the lamp, the way the dishes in her home rattled. Her eyes shimmer for a moment as if every emotion in her amplified. A sharp pain ran through her as she yelps-
Crash.
The sputter of ceramic breaking on the ground. Small pieces litter around her feet, and suddenly. Sienna recalls why all of it was making sense.
Just a week ago, she got word from Eric something was coming. He didn't specify what, then Charles. Silly Charles warning her to be on alert.
But those men knew more then they let their old friend know. And in this moment Sienna recalls why the tone of those conversations set alarms off.
As if she knows what was to come.
Now, usually the government wouldn't send Sentinels on such a large city. But when mutant kind was making home in New York City.
Where else to send such a clear message to all; mutant kind will never be welcomed.
Her hands shook as she scurries for her phone. James- of course her first instinct was to call him. Bucky Barnes was always a call away for her, then Steve Rogers.
Sienna went through the line of people she loved, mended bonds with and took the time to know these people.
A simple request of the ex-Avenger.
Help protect their city.
Then her next calls came with a shake.
Charles Xavier and Eric Lehnsherr.
Protect mutant kind.
Sienna didn't become a big advocate for mutant kind,to not be able to live peacefully with everyday folks. Trying to keep the peace, trying to push for a more union world.
Just for a few bad eggs to ruin her hard work.
The ex-assassin, ex-Hydra, mother of mutants her self. Worked faster then most would of expected.
Gearing up once again after years of being retired. She took a second as she grabbed her keys for her bike. Time to meet the others-
Thankfully the tower was still available for the gathering of heros.
Sienna was focused as she greeted one. Her eyes shimmer as she was focused, this was important. Everyone had to at least understand; protect this city and the people.
But the chatter of several others grew silent. The shake of the tower made the others stare around.
Sienna was quiet, her eyes trained on the surrounding sky. "they're getting closer..." She whispers out.
The other X-Men realized what she was speaking of. Charles looking to the siren as he was surprised. "You discovered they were coming?"
"I guess I need to make this quicker." She states as she brushed her curls back. Her shoulders brushed back as she held a stoic glance to the others.
"Thank you everyone for joining me today. I know many of you are aware I am older then dirt itself it seems." She softly joked to hope it'll ease the tension.
"The main focus of this gathering. Sentinels. We have created a city beyond the mutant nation of Genosha, to live peacefully for mutant kind and humans."
She looks back to the X-Men then back to the heros. "Our main goal is to split up. Heros who are better in the city need to evaluate the masses. Protect the people from the damage that will happen. The rest of us who can handle those machines will."
She smiles to Steve and Bucky. "I trust you two to lead the city. I can handle outside the city." She states softly as she looks back around. "Keep first aids on hand. Make sure you can handle this, I know this is asking a lot. But the fate of our city and those we have vowed to protect already, are at stake."
She turns on her heels as she slowly turns back around.
If only it was that easy- sure she's handled a few on her own. She's done this before as an ex member of the X-Men family-
But why did this become a harder thing.
Why was it that after years since the last attack. Someone had to make more and upgrade them.
Her eyes shimmer as she was surrounded by clouds. Her hands glowed red as she was throwing agents left and right. Gently she turns on her heels as she took another and slammed them down. Curls swirling around her as she broke the band in her hair.
A higher pitch screech echos out as she knocks a few out. Her eyes flashed red, a red not many saw. She was fully absorbed into her mutation, fully absorbed in the fight.
She wasn't holding back for once. And that scares a few of the X-Men. Which wasn't surprising to Magneto- she's always held herself back.
A blitz of curls flung by as she aims for a leg of a sentinel. Her razor sharp teeth flared out, talons for nails and the way she climbed up it like she's done this before.
Of course she has, who do you think helped saved Genosha.
Sienna was fearsome as she tore a head off. A bit of help from the master of magnetism, one fell. Her eyes targeted on the other four.
She took a deep breath, gulping it in as she falls with the body. A screech fell out but it shook the city.
Enough that it caught attention helping in the evacuations.
This wasn't gonna be an easy fight if it hit actually New York. Thankfully the team managed to keep it at bay outside those skyscrapers.
But the didn't follow the blood spitting up. Sienna whines for a second as she realized she might of broke a vocal cord-
How....was she gonna be able to help now..?
She leans over as she spits up more. Her eyes shaking as she felt someone grab her, dragging her back as the others handled the chaos for a second.
Sienna glanced up to a familiar face. Tears pooling down. It felt like her throat was on fire- but she has to go back-?!
"Hey, hey, take a breath." Hemlocks red eyes flit over her with concern, hidden behind his white and red mask, dressed for battle. "Just give it a second, they can handle things for a second."
He glances at the battle as he shoves a bottle of water into her hands. "You're going too quick. Burning yourself out. Dont forget you have backup, you arent taking them all on yourself, Sienna."
Sienna whines as she was pulled back. Her throat was raw and everything aches. Big brown eyes shimmer red as she slowly drinks the water- only for it to come back up with blood spilling out.
"No...I...have to help..." She mutters out. The determination was running through her veins. She was determined to go back-
"Let me heal you first at least-" He hugs her tight, starting to work his magic. "Seriously, just slow for a second. People will only get hurt if youre reckless."
Sienna whines as she felt a bit stiff. Slowly her head lowers as she was eyeing the battlefield from here. Tears dared to spill as she growls in frustration.
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*It was probably about 2am, and they couldnāt sleep. They had been tossing and turning forever and groan, pulling a pillow over their head. They finally get up, fumbling around for their slippers. They stumble out into the kitchen, pulling out ingredients to make chocolate chip cookies and turn on some music. About 20 minutes later, theyāre singing and dancing, not really registering that anyone else had come into the kitchen.*
Sienna shuffles in as she gently yawns. She eyes Anna for a second as she watches for a second. Alpine curls around her legs as she hums softly. "Sweetie. Your dad does need sleep." She jokes softly as Bucky had came back from a mission recently.
*They jump, dropping the measuring cup full of sugar on the floor, trying to get their breathing under control.* āWhy didnāt you make more noise, mama? And Iāll turn the music down, but Iām not gonna go back to bed. I havenāt slept yet and I was getting too frustrated from trying and failing.ā
Sienna swirls her finger as she gently cleans up the sugar for them. She walks over as she nods her head. "You're okay. I don't blame you... It's hotter tonight too." She waves a hand at herself.
āIāve been tossing and turning so fricking much, mama. I canāt do this shit.ā *They whine, and then look at the ground and then back at her with a smile.* āThank you for cleaning that for me, mama. Do you want to bake with me? Or do something else?ā
āI decided to bake some brownies, because I havenāt done that in forever.ā *They smile, looking up at her as she put her hair up.* āMama, I know Iām not your biological kid, but I noticed that I have the same hair texture as dad.ā
Sienna smiles a bit as she nods her head. "Hair texture is common within people." She states as she gently helps them shift the dry as they handle the wet. "Brownies do sound good...."
āLetās do it then.ā *They smile at her, and then suddenly get the urge to hug her as tightly as they can.* āI know this puts a pause in our baking because you canāt really bake and hold onto me, but I needed a hug and-ā
Sienna wraps her arms around them. She hums softly as she wiggles her fingers as everything began to move, finishing the baking for them. "You're fine..."
*They glance around, leaning back into her more and smiling like a little kid.* āThis is pretty much like a magic show, mama. Do the other kids get to see this a lot too?ā
āThatās fair. I guess using too much magic can be kinda draining too.ā *They muse quietly as they think, just enjoying the quiet time they were spending with her.*
āCan you dance with me while itās in the oven, mama?ā *They lean into her as she kisses their head, closing their eyes with a smile on their face.* āMama, I donāt think Iāve told you this nearly enough as I should have, youāre the best mama in the world. And yes, Iām biased, but also, youāre just genuinely a good mama.ā
"Yes we can. Let's finish it up so it can go in the oven though." She points out as she giggles. She nods her head as she sighs softly. "It's okay to be bias. I don't blame you either... You're an amazing child of mines."
āThank you for coming over and keeping me company while dad is on a mission. Sometimes my brain really hates being alone, even if I have the cats. My dog is still at my parentās house. Well, with my mama.ā *They hand her the bowl, and back up at her with a mischievous smile.* āCan I lick the spatula when youāre done?ā
Sienna nods her head she smiles. "Of course.... You're always welcomed here you know." She whispers out. Brushing their hair back as she kept working on the pan. Letting them pour the bowl in. "As long as we get most of it in the pan. You can even lick the bowl." She giggles softly.
āYay!ā *They cheer with a giggle, and then think for a second.* āSo which pregnancy was your easiest? Did you have to do a natural birth for any of them? Are you a brat during spicy time sometimes? I have more sex questions that relate to triggers and other things, and then completely non related questions too.ā
"....I think Isabella was easier and Ben..." She hums for a second. "All of them were natural.... I was a high risk with my mutation. Mutation births are actually dangerous."
She blinks again at this as she eyes them. Gently pinching their cheek. "Anna..how old are you again? Are you sure you wanna know those sex questions from me?" She teased softly.
āOf course your last one was the hardest one.ā *They snort quietly and then look up at her curiously.* āWhy, mama? Why is it dangerous to have a mutation birth? And Iām twenty three, mama! Itās better to ask you these questions than the internet. That was scary.ā *They smirk at her teasing, sticking out their tongue, and then shudder a little, remembering how badly looking up their questions had gone.*
"Well I don't know if you wanna hear that." She states as she giggles a bit. Her eyes shimmer as she hums. "Because...mutations are tricky. No one really knows how to take care of our kind...besides us."
āIām gonna ask general questions, not questions about your specific sex life!ā *They laugh, their cheeks a little pink before it starts to fade a little.* āYeah, thatā¦ā¦ā¦that makes sense. Is that why it was so hard, itās difficult to find mutants that have experience with birth or regular people that have experience with mutant births?ā
āMama, are you actually okay with me asking or not?ā *They look at her, trying to gauge her tone.* āI just want to make sure.ā *Their face goes pale at the last part, staring at her in disbelief and a bit of horror.* āMostā¦..most of themā¦donāt survive?? Then howā¦ā¦.how do mutations still keep happening?ā
"I am." Sienna states as she pops the tins in the oven. She stood up as she stretched, checking the time as she frowns. It was already 5am. She began to start breakfast then. "Um....most don't. Mutations is a DNA thing...so even if you aren't born one. It can mutate in your blood and genes."
*Thinking for a second, they tried to figure out what question they were gonna start with.* * āSo since you and me are empath mutants, does that mean that any kind of sex is more intense? Since we feel both their feelings as well as our own during whatever kinda of sexual activity weāre doing?ā
"It can be. Just depends on your mutation. But I'll assume yes for us." She thinks for a second as she hums. Starting to roast the coffee beans in the little kettle on the stove
She was calm as she twirls around the kitchen. "next question?"
āJust because you did something in the same position before doesnāt mean that itās gonna work every time, right? Like, some days it just doesnāt feel right, and thatās okay? And can I have some coffee?ā *They look around her, smiling softly and how warm and domestic it felt to be doing this with her.*
Sienna nods her head as she thinks. "It won't. Sometimes it's your body. Sometimes it's something else. Sometimes it's your partner too." She thinks. "It's cuban coffee. It'll be strong."
āWhat do you, āsometimes itās your partner?ā What does that mean?ā *They look at her and then at the mug, and then back to her with a mischievous smile on their face.* āA few shots of the coffee wonāt do anything, right?ā
"A few shots will do a lot." She remind them as she smiles. "Oh, the partner, if they can't perform or get it up." She jokes as she smiles softly. Pouring two cups as she stares at Anna and pours a half cup for them
*They stare at her for a second and then register what she meant and their face goes red.* āOh godsā¦.cmon!!ā *They burst into laughter as they take the cup and then towards the refrigerator.* āDo I need to do the shots just black or can I add stuff to it? And do you have any questions for what I understand about sex? Or that sort of thing?ā
"You can add cream and everything to it." She smiles at her child reaction as she sighs. Thinking for a second as she hums. "Are you getting tested for STDs often?"
āOh, phew.ā *They quickly get out the creamer and sweetener, mixing it in and looking at her in confusion.* āThat sounds like an acronym for a test, like SAT and shit like that. Butā¦.Iām pretty sure thatās not what you meant. Iām getting tested once a month for a lot of things, thatās probably included. Aa Lilac, sheās the one that does it. Sheās the only doctor that I truly trust.ā
Sienna nods her head. "Sex diseases. Any that are treatable down to some that you can't fix.... Never too smart to not do it. Because you can get any sometimes by sharing a drink to even a bit of blood."
She makes her cup just as she likes. Stirring the spoon as she hums. "That's good though...proud of you. I don't really have questions... I know you're safe."
*Their nose scrunches in confusion.* āWell, thatās stupid. If itās a sex disease, why would it be something that you get from sharing a drink and it still be considered a sex disease? And I appreciate that you trust me about that.ā
Their skin, touching one to one. Her bare back pressed into the warm rumble of his chest. A hint of hair linger here or there, but she didn't mind the fact her husband came with smaller details she was learning.
The way their fingers wove together like one. Her left hand in his as she smiles softly, her wedding band shined. Pure gold, to fit her skin tone. His fingers, a bit longer then hers, but they fit so well. As if he was made for her, body and soul. Her curls rested around them as she was at peace.
The fur was comfortable. The fire kept the ocean breeze at bay. The hint of oak and mahogany reached her nose.
"I'm warm enough, with you by my side." She whispers like the wind.
His voice, a gentle reminder of his promise to her. To protect her always, to be by her side. As a knight, as her husband and her shield.
A smile paints her lips once again. As if today was filled with nothing but just that.
"...We can make a signal and a word. Depending on the situation I suppose? Like if at an event, I don't feel comfortable to speak. I can reach for your hand, have you ground me again..." She squeezed their hands for a moment. As if thinking this would work-
But as if, they've done this before. She'll have her knight escort her out of parties before. Reaching for his arm as he leads her out, since she was known for being clumsy.
"Mmmm what word should we use though? One that can be used easily but not to often I suppose?" She looks back, their noses brushed each other as she studied his face. The way his breath hit her skin, reminding her how alive they were in this moment.
Even if it was fleeting of the normalcy of it all, it was just them even for a few more hours.
He felt the gentle squeeze of her hand, the understanding that passed between them, and a profound sense of relief came over him. She wasn't just agreeing; she was building on his idea, making it their own. The thought of her reaching for him, of him being her anchor in a sea of political sharks, was a role he would embrace with every fiber of his being.
"That's it," he murmured, his voice thick. "That's perfect. The hand. It's subtle, it's intimate. No one else will know, but we will. It will be our secret language." He pressed a soft kiss to her shoulder, his lips lingering against her warm skin. "And the word..."
He paused, his mind racing through possibilities. It needed to be something that could be said in public without raising suspicion, but that would carry the weight of a desperate plea between them. Something that was uniquely theirs.
He thought back to their stolen moments in the castle gardens, to the secret alcove surrounded by ancient rose bushes where their love first bloomed. He thought of the scent of the night-blooming jasmine that filled the air. A scent he would forever associate with her.
"Jasmine," he said softly, the word a reverent whisper. He leaned his head against hers, his eyes closing as he recalled the memory. "The night I left for the war. In the garden. Do you remember? The scent of the jasmine." He pulled back just enough to look at her, his mismatched eyes shining with a deep, abiding love. "It was the last thing I smelled before I left. The promise of what I was fighting to come home to. It's a word that's just for us. No one else will know its true meaning."
He tightened his arm around her, pulling her closer. "So, if you're at a ball, or a tedious court function, and you feel the walls closing in, you can just say something like, I do wish the gardens had more jasmine this time of year. And I will know. I will know that you need me, and I will move heaven and earth to get you out of there."
He smiled. "And if I am the one who is... struggling... with the ghosts... I will find you, and I will say, The air reminds me of jasmine tonight. And you will know that I need you to be my light, to pull me back from the darkness."
He captured her lips in a tender kiss to seal their pact. "What do you think?" he murmured against her mouth. "Is it a good enough word for our secret?"
Sienna looked back to him, seeing her husband this close was a sight. The way his eyes were soft, the mess of his hair from her fingers running through it. To the litter of love bites and claw marks on his skin. And the musk, it was intoxicating.
"I love it...our way to defend each other dorm the world. Us together...no one will harm us." She whispers softly. She turns her face as she leans into him. Sienna had a second as she brushed her lips with his, their noses pressed together firmly as she deepens the kiss.
The way her hand still woven with his squeezed, tugging her husband back to his spot of curling over her. The firmness of his chest to her back and shoulder.
A gentle gasp leaves her as their tongues dance, sealing the vow of this plan they've crafted.
"It's simply...perfect. Just as you are my love... I think we'll be a force to reckon with once we rule." She whispers out between the kisses. Her eyes flutter shut, lashes firmly together as she hums.
A pant leaves her as she almost fully turned around and was prepared to pin her husband into the fur rug beneath him.
But mid turn- the door was knocked on. Her eyes shimmer as she was slowly over her Alucard. Such a position to get caught in as their meals arrive.
Slowly she looks down. Her curls had framed over him, the two of them within this halo of love and lust.
"... Should we stay like this? Cause a bit ruckus... I think they'll be flustered to see the two of us trying to go again, I think the gossip will be joyful for the staff. Right my love?" She whispers out.
Leaning down fully as she kissed him again. Her bare hands cupping his chin as she licks his lips as she giggles. A taunt, a tease. Trying to lure her husband into the prankster mood they've been on between their cloud of lust and debauchery.
The shine from the morning light draped over the lands. The day to day life greeted those that woke that fine morning.
The birds sang, the wind traveled freely. It was supposed to be another day to just, enjoy.
Yet, those gray clouds crawling over the horizon was something that set a chill through Sienna. As if she's seen this energy once before.
It was small things next.
The shake of the lamp, the way the dishes in her home rattled. Her eyes shimmer for a moment as if every emotion in her amplified. A sharp pain ran through her as she yelps-
Crash.
The sputter of ceramic breaking on the ground. Small pieces litter around her feet, and suddenly. Sienna recalls why all of it was making sense.
Just a week ago, she got word from Eric something was coming. He didn't specify what, then Charles. Silly Charles warning her to be on alert.
But those men knew more then they let their old friend know. And in this moment Sienna recalls why the tone of those conversations set alarms off.
As if she knows what was to come.
Now, usually the government wouldn't send Sentinels on such a large city. But when mutant kind was making home in New York City.
Where else to send such a clear message to all; mutant kind will never be welcomed.
Her hands shook as she scurries for her phone. James- of course her first instinct was to call him. Bucky Barnes was always a call away for her, then Steve Rogers.
Sienna went through the line of people she loved, mended bonds with and took the time to know these people.
A simple request of the ex-Avenger.
Help protect their city.
Then her next calls came with a shake.
Charles Xavier and Eric Lehnsherr.
Protect mutant kind.
Sienna didn't become a big advocate for mutant kind,to not be able to live peacefully with everyday folks. Trying to keep the peace, trying to push for a more union world.
Just for a few bad eggs to ruin her hard work.
The ex-assassin, ex-Hydra, mother of mutants her self. Worked faster then most would of expected.
Gearing up once again after years of being retired. She took a second as she grabbed her keys for her bike. Time to meet the others-
Thankfully the tower was still available for the gathering of heros.
Sienna was focused as she greeted one. Her eyes shimmer as she was focused, this was important. Everyone had to at least understand; protect this city and the people.
But the chatter of several others grew silent. The shake of the tower made the others stare around.
Sienna was quiet, her eyes trained on the surrounding sky. "they're getting closer..." She whispers out.
The other X-Men realized what she was speaking of. Charles looking to the siren as he was surprised. "You discovered they were coming?"
"I guess I need to make this quicker." She states as she brushed her curls back. Her shoulders brushed back as she held a stoic glance to the others.
"Thank you everyone for joining me today. I know many of you are aware I am older then dirt itself it seems." She softly joked to hope it'll ease the tension.
"The main focus of this gathering. Sentinels. We have created a city beyond the mutant nation of Genosha, to live peacefully for mutant kind and humans."
She looks back to the X-Men then back to the heros. "Our main goal is to split up. Heros who are better in the city need to evaluate the masses. Protect the people from the damage that will happen. The rest of us who can handle those machines will."
She smiles to Steve and Bucky. "I trust you two to lead the city. I can handle outside the city." She states softly as she looks back around. "Keep first aids on hand. Make sure you can handle this, I know this is asking a lot. But the fate of our city and those we have vowed to protect already, are at stake."
She turns on her heels as she slowly turns back around.
If only it was that easy- sure she's handled a few on her own. She's done this before as an ex member of the X-Men family-
But why did this become a harder thing.
Why was it that after years since the last attack. Someone had to make more and upgrade them.
Her eyes shimmer as she was surrounded by clouds. Her hands glowed red as she was throwing agents left and right. Gently she turns on her heels as she took another and slammed them down. Curls swirling around her as she broke the band in her hair.
A higher pitch screech echos out as she knocks a few out. Her eyes flashed red, a red not many saw. She was fully absorbed into her mutation, fully absorbed in the fight.
She wasn't holding back for once. And that scares a few of the X-Men. Which wasn't surprising to Magneto- she's always held herself back.
A blitz of curls flung by as she aims for a leg of a sentinel. Her razor sharp teeth flared out, talons for nails and the way she climbed up it like she's done this before.
Of course she has, who do you think helped saved Genosha.
Sienna was fearsome as she tore a head off. A bit of help from the master of magnetism, one fell. Her eyes targeted on the other four.
She took a deep breath, gulping it in as she falls with the body. A screech fell out but it shook the city.
Enough that it caught attention helping in the evacuations.
This wasn't gonna be an easy fight if it hit actually New York. Thankfully the team managed to keep it at bay outside those skyscrapers.
But the didn't follow the blood spitting up. Sienna whines for a second as she realized she might of broke a vocal cord-
How....was she gonna be able to help now..?
She leans over as she spits up more. Her eyes shaking as she felt someone grab her, dragging her back as the others handled the chaos for a second.
Sienna glanced up to a familiar face. Tears pooling down. It felt like her throat was on fire- but she has to go back-?!
Peter's supposed to be protecting the city and aiding in the evacuation, but he can tell that Sienna's hurt from his post. He leaves the other hero who's helping there and hurries to Sienna's side, landing via a web a few feet away from her before pulling her back. "C'mon, let's get you out of here, you need to get checked out," he says softly, eyes shining with concern.
Her voice was hoarse, staring back as she frowns at Peter. She gently fidgets for a moment as she growls. Pushing the kid out the way as she was slammed into the ground by agents. "Gah!"
"I'm aware of the risk." She softly sassed him, but her tone was gentle. A trembling wave in attitude, but the worry was still lingering behind it all.
"I was merely... observing you earlier when I had the chance." She met his step with her own. That spark of mischief in his own eyes, it lure her in slowly.
Her skirt of her dress, sways with each moment as she made her way closer. Feeling the ease of this rebellion with him. It was improper, it was a sin, and yet he was so captivating.
He was polite; Alucard, when he first met her, looked right through her. Not seeing a princess, not the monarch to be. But merely someone of similar age to him, one who's world was surely different then his, but a girl who was dull to her day to day life. He brought a spark to her, one she hasn't seen nor felt before.
"You held your own well against three. I was impressed I won't lie. But even if I distract you, maybe that is something to work on. A bit better... don't you agree my knight to be?"
The tilt of her head as she smiles. That pretty smile, one of teasing. One he only saw.
"Does...the swords leave brusies? I know there just wooden...but do you need to be, tended to ..?" She asked softly, looking off as she suggested the idea. She could tend to him quickly before they got caught-
A slow smile spread across Alucard's face at her gentle sass, his exhaustion momentarily forgotten. The way she moved toward him, her skirts whispering against the stone, was both mesmerizing and dangerousālike watching a flame dance closer to dry kindling.
"Impressed, were you?" he teased back. "Perhaps I should have Sir Marcus arrange for more frequent demonstrations then." He shifted his weight, the movement sending a dull ache through his ribs where he had taken several blows. "As for distractions..." His gaze drifted to her lips before meeting her eyes again. "That's a weakness I'm not sure any amount of training can remedy, Princess."
Her concern about his injuries touched something deep within him. He glanced down at his arms, where purple bruises were already forming beneath his sleeves. The wooden swords were heavy, and when wielded with force, they left their marks despite being blunted. "They're just bruises," he said, though his tone softened at her offer to help. "Nothing that won't fade in a few days."
But the thought of her tending to his woundsāof her gentle hands on his skin, even for a momentāwas too tempting to dismiss entirely. He looked around the courtyard again, confirming their privacy before stepping closer, lowering his voice. "Though if you were to insist... there's a small alcove just beyond that archway where the healing supplies are kept. We could..." He hesitated, the weight of what he was suggesting settling in. "We could be quick. No one would need to know."
The invitation hung between them, fraught with risk and possibility. He was asking her to cross another line, to move from watching from afar to touching, from being a princess to something more intimate. His heart hammered against his ribs as he awaited her response, knowing that whatever she chose would change everything between them.
Sienna turns her head to the alcove. A gentle pause in her breath, the way he mentioned the healing supplies were tucked away.
Her hand reached for his, gently tugging him along as she pulls him forth. Her courage was coarsing through her veins as she quickly drags Alucard along.
And thus, this shift in their connection grew. A simple tug, a confident young princess and her urge to be alone with the knight she wanted in her life- something that bloomed so slowly from the beginning of the year.
As they were tucked away in the alcove, the dust of supplies reached their noses. She gently looks back, not minding her manners for a moment.
"Show me then where you got hurt.... I wish to gift my knight with the simple gesture of tending to your wound. It's the least I can do..."
Of a chance to be closer to him. His scent was already alluring just as his charm was.
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The moment Bucky had caught wind of rumors of Siennaās capture he started searching. Finding Ben on his doorstep only made him worry more. Even if they wereā¦ done, he couldnāt stop himself from caring. Especially not when it was the government that had her. So, he finds himself sneaking through the facility. Finally, he comes to a stop outside of her cell. He doesnāt say a wordāhe doesnāt know what to say, truthfullyāand starts to disarm the lock.
Bucky shakes his head. āI wasnāt going to leave you here.ā He walks over slowly, keeping his hands up where she can see them. āā¦ let me get the collar offā¦ please.ā
The shine from the morning light draped over the lands. The day to day life greeted those that woke that fine morning.
The birds sang, the wind traveled freely. It was supposed to be another day to just, enjoy.
Yet, those gray clouds crawling over the horizon was something that set a chill through Sienna. As if she's seen this energy once before.
It was small things next.
The shake of the lamp, the way the dishes in her home rattled. Her eyes shimmer for a moment as if every emotion in her amplified. A sharp pain ran through her as she yelps-
Crash.
The sputter of ceramic breaking on the ground. Small pieces litter around her feet, and suddenly. Sienna recalls why all of it was making sense.
Just a week ago, she got word from Eric something was coming. He didn't specify what, then Charles. Silly Charles warning her to be on alert.
But those men knew more then they let their old friend know. And in this moment Sienna recalls why the tone of those conversations set alarms off.
As if she knows what was to come.
Now, usually the government wouldn't send Sentinels on such a large city. But when mutant kind was making home in New York City.
Where else to send such a clear message to all; mutant kind will never be welcomed.
Her hands shook as she scurries for her phone. James- of course her first instinct was to call him. Bucky Barnes was always a call away for her, then Steve Rogers.
Sienna went through the line of people she loved, mended bonds with and took the time to know these people.
A simple request of the ex-Avenger.
Help protect their city.
Then her next calls came with a shake.
Charles Xavier and Eric Lehnsherr.
Protect mutant kind.
Sienna didn't become a big advocate for mutant kind,to not be able to live peacefully with everyday folks. Trying to keep the peace, trying to push for a more union world.
Just for a few bad eggs to ruin her hard work.
The ex-assassin, ex-Hydra, mother of mutants her self. Worked faster then most would of expected.
Gearing up once again after years of being retired. She took a second as she grabbed her keys for her bike. Time to meet the others-
Thankfully the tower was still available for the gathering of heros.
Sienna was focused as she greeted one. Her eyes shimmer as she was focused, this was important. Everyone had to at least understand; protect this city and the people.
But the chatter of several others grew silent. The shake of the tower made the others stare around.
Sienna was quiet, her eyes trained on the surrounding sky. "they're getting closer..." She whispers out.
The other X-Men realized what she was speaking of. Charles looking to the siren as he was surprised. "You discovered they were coming?"
"I guess I need to make this quicker." She states as she brushed her curls back. Her shoulders brushed back as she held a stoic glance to the others.
"Thank you everyone for joining me today. I know many of you are aware I am older then dirt itself it seems." She softly joked to hope it'll ease the tension.
"The main focus of this gathering. Sentinels. We have created a city beyond the mutant nation of Genosha, to live peacefully for mutant kind and humans."
She looks back to the X-Men then back to the heros. "Our main goal is to split up. Heros who are better in the city need to evaluate the masses. Protect the people from the damage that will happen. The rest of us who can handle those machines will."
She smiles to Steve and Bucky. "I trust you two to lead the city. I can handle outside the city." She states softly as she looks back around. "Keep first aids on hand. Make sure you can handle this, I know this is asking a lot. But the fate of our city and those we have vowed to protect already, are at stake."
She turns on her heels as she slowly turns back around.
If only it was that easy- sure she's handled a few on her own. She's done this before as an ex member of the X-Men family-
But why did this become a harder thing.
Why was it that after years since the last attack. Someone had to make more and upgrade them.
Her eyes shimmer as she was surrounded by clouds. Her hands glowed red as she was throwing agents left and right. Gently she turns on her heels as she took another and slammed them down. Curls swirling around her as she broke the band in her hair.
A higher pitch screech echos out as she knocks a few out. Her eyes flashed red, a red not many saw. She was fully absorbed into her mutation, fully absorbed in the fight.
She wasn't holding back for once. And that scares a few of the X-Men. Which wasn't surprising to Magneto- she's always held herself back.
A blitz of curls flung by as she aims for a leg of a sentinel. Her razor sharp teeth flared out, talons for nails and the way she climbed up it like she's done this before.
Of course she has, who do you think helped saved Genosha.
Sienna was fearsome as she tore a head off. A bit of help from the master of magnetism, one fell. Her eyes targeted on the other four.
She took a deep breath, gulping it in as she falls with the body. A screech fell out but it shook the city.
Enough that it caught attention helping in the evacuations.
This wasn't gonna be an easy fight if it hit actually New York. Thankfully the team managed to keep it at bay outside those skyscrapers.
But the didn't follow the blood spitting up. Sienna whines for a second as she realized she might of broke a vocal cord-
How....was she gonna be able to help now..?
She leans over as she spits up more. Her eyes shaking as she felt someone grab her, dragging her back as the others handled the chaos for a second.
Sienna glanced up to a familiar face. Tears pooling down. It felt like her throat was on fire- but she has to go back-?!
"Hey, hey, take a breath." Hemlocks red eyes flit over her with concern, hidden behind his white and red mask, dressed for battle. "Just give it a second, they can handle things for a second."
He glances at the battle as he shoves a bottle of water into her hands. "You're going too quick. Burning yourself out. Dont forget you have backup, you arent taking them all on yourself, Sienna."
Sienna whines as she was pulled back. Her throat was raw and everything aches. Big brown eyes shimmer red as she slowly drinks the water- only for it to come back up with blood spilling out.
"No...I...have to help..." She mutters out. The determination was running through her veins. She was determined to go back-
Steve was walking around the Mansion there was a few things that he hadn't told sienna yet. Because everything was happening so fast but one thing was going to come out as soon as she sees him probably. Because Steve wasn't acting like himself at the moment because technically it wasn't Steve.
He was currently eating a mayonnaise sicle which was frozen mayonnaise on a popsicle stick. He was eating one and carrying one in his hand he handed it towards sienna.
"It's good do you want to try it?" The voice was small
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Sienna froze as she smelt it. Her eyes widen as she shakes her head. Feeling sick from the smell. "Why...do you hate meeeee. You know I dislike mayonnaise..."
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everyone has a ship thats just: theyre perfect. they hate each other. theyre married. they havent spoken in 15 years. they have date nights three times a week. theyre divorced. theyre pining, its unrequited. its requited. theyre starcrossed. theyre meant to be. theyre doomed by the narrative. they love each other. theyve never held hands. they wont stop making out at parties. they cant look each other in the eye
