𝒷𝑒𝓃𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓈

“He is a large dog — can’t be missed really. Our dogs can be friends. Thori is always in need of those — wanting to experience normal dog life.” Thor says with a smile as he hops out of the truck once they got to the parking lot. He looks at the bar for a moment before he walks over to where Arthur was. “This is going to be a good time drinking with you, my friend!” He says loudly as he wraps an arm around his shoulders.

“You should listen to her more often, it’d do you so much good.” Ororo teased, sighing in response to Arthur’s candor, not that she had anything against it or him, but the reality of their situation just made her feel exhausted. “I do not know, Arthur, I can only hope for a brighter future for all of us.”

“I’m relieved with that news then.” Bart says with a smile, not wanting to see any harm come to any wildlife. “Where do we go? Hey — how do we blend in? I never quite grasped that.” He knew how to keep a secret identity, but now he felt more on edge than usual. He felt like the stakes were higher than they used to be. What would happen to them if they were caught? Bart doesn’t want to end up as another test subject again.

There may be tension around them with these laws in place, but Thor would be glad to relax for once. Especially in the company of Arthur — causing him to smile as they chat. “I did smash one the other day purely on accident. I’ve been fighting robots, drinking coffee, and trying to find my dog. What about you?”  He laughs as he looks over at Arthur, and then back out toward the road from his side of the truck.

“Discretion has never been your strong suit, Arthur. No matter what moral obligations you may feel towards the sea and all that resides in it.” The white haired female commented with a grin, hands still on her hips while speaking with the aquatic male. “Let’s save the fighting for when we really needed it,” Ororo suggested with a grin, still eyeing the man beside her. “I’m doing alright, hanging in there despite all that’s going on.”

“Well, who doesn’t enjoy a little excitement on vacation?” She questions in a nonchalant tone as a playful smile displays across her lips. Her eyes remaining focused upon her tablet as her pen glides along the page. “Good, I’d hate to have all the fun by myself.” She enjoyed the feel of her feet buried in the warm sand and the cool waves lightly lapping at her toes. “A bit of both, why ever limit yourself to just one?”

at first the archer just watched the man from afar, there wasn’t much she could contribute for the situation anyways, and then she was walking closer to him once he was almost complete with his job. she joined the watchful eyes of the people closer to him but also kept on high alert, making sure they were all just normal people on their routine making sure the other was safe from the worst that could come. as his words were directed at her artemis shrugged her shoulders “actually, i heard of a big man manhandling a whale. so of course i had to check it out.” the blonde tilted her head “that was mostly what i was thinking, yes. it was a pretty dumb idea to just do this out in the open. at least you know.”

“ IT IS MY SPECIALTY TO BE A LITTLE CURIOUS WHEN BIG CROWDS SHOW UP . ” fooling & teasing was second - nature to her by now . his appearance does give her pause . do cats & water mix well ? no . but she would be willing to jump if it meant he’d rescue her . the thought makes a grin quirk upon her lips / amusement present ! “ luck , or people care more for an animals well being than a silly little law about heroes . OR maybe you’re just pretty enough to get away with it . ”

garth wasn’t sure where arthur had run off too, he’d been right beside him only moments ago. his brows furrowed as he pivoted to look around, finding no signs of him. he could, however, see a crowd of people further down the beach, and instinct told him he’d find arthur where there was a crowd. jogging, he pushed his way through the masses, smiling apologetically as he finally made it to the front. just as he predicted, he could see the outline of arthur on the edge of the shore, and with him was what looked like a whale. “nothing to see here folks,” he told the crowds, trying to avert their attentions elsewhere. garth made his way towards arthur, glancing at the crowds nervously and hoping that nobody would report this. “yeah, i was wondering where you ran off too,” he said with a smile. “but nah, i’m just glad you weren’t. was she hurt?” 

“You’re so cool!” Bart exclaims with wide eyes as he was watching the entire thing. He admires the fact Arthur was continuing to do GOOD despite the risk it places due to laws in place. “The whale going to be okay?” He asks while looking up at the older man, hands finding their way inside of his pockets.

Yes, he wasn’t. It didn’t seem like it was seeing as there wasn’t a single sentinel to arrest him or whatever worst thing possible action they could take. For the past couple of years, they were doing their worst.    “ Luck? Uh, no. “    There was no such thing as luck. Everything happens for a reason and with the whale washing up to the shore was rare but not common either. A disturbance on the ocean floor could be a reason. Another possible cause, Cass didn’t really like implications.    “ Or they could be drawing you out? “   If Cass was Arthur Curry’s enemy, she would would use something that was close to his nature and his heart.

“i was hoping you wouldn’t be, actually.” the redhead replies, giving the man a simple smile before turning to face the water. she didn’t visit the beach much, her skin too sensitive for the sun which meant she could never stay very long. but to say she was upset, along with others, when there was a whale washed ashore was an understatement. and thank gosh this man came and helped. she’d seen him before back in the 70′s but never spoke to him. “the whale isn’t hurt it is?” she asks. 

“I heard of a man helping a beached whale back into the ocean. You could have asked me to help, would have made things easier for you.” Ororo chuckled, speaking to other lowly as not to draw more attention to them both. Ororo glanced around her, looking for any witnesses who may have recorded the good deed and when she found none, she visibly relaxed. “Be more careful, Arthur. Please.”

Thor wasn’t exactly worried about being caught by a sentinel, knowing in himself the last time he faced against one he easily broke it into pieces.  If they upgraded their systems he’ll accept the challenge, but the world will always need saving. He lands down next to the other with a grin. “Nice work. I’m sure the creature appreciates what you did for it. How about a drink to celebrate the GOOD LUCK?”

“you were quite lucky to not have been caught, yes.” the panther speaks, brown eyes glancing out at the sea for a moment. the oceans always were a mystery to him, considering he grew up in a world where water was almost scarce. “but i dont think anyone would have the heart to try and stop a man from saving an animal. at least not the people around us.” he continues. t’challa wants to believe no one would intervene on such a task but he knows the people in this world were cruel. “but you shouldn’t stay around for long. my hopes are not as accurate as reality.” the king finishes. 

Once Arthur turns to face her she gives him a few slow claps while a smirk spreads across her lips. “Actually I was thinking it wouldn’t kill anyone if I took a little vacation to the shore. But for a moment there I thought you were going to ruin that plan by attracting the meta killers.” She jokes lightly, taking out a pen and a small tablet before sitting down on the sand. Allowing her feet to bury under the warm sand as she looks out across the water to the horizon. “Even if they did come I’m sure you’d find a way to avoid them or you know get rid of them.” 

his immediate response to stop any judgement made the amazon smirk slightly, a shake of her head following his words. “did i suddenly sprout bat ears and a cape? arthur, you think too highly of me,” she teases. diana hadn’t come to keep him in check, as though she had a tight leash on her teammate, but rather for support, well aware that once arthur set his mind to a task such as rescuing one of the many creatures of the ocean, that it’s unlikely he’ll turn the opportunity away. “well, i’m glad you’re okay. and i’m glad they are, too.” dark hues lift over the other’s shoulder, meeting the gaze of anyone they’ve caught the attention of. “or maybe, you’re just that good.” yet another attempt at keeping the situation light. “is there anything i can do?”