* getaway car

"Okay - Why is there always an angsty teen in my living room?" Selina asked, exasperated. Admittedly, it was usually one of Bruce's strays that she stumbled upon but still, she was seriously going to have to move. And besides, a Kent was far too close to a Wayne for her comfort. Not that she avoiding Bruce, obviously. "Go on then. You must want something pretty badly if you've come to me" She had expensive tastes, after all.

rogue knew things like this happened. she remembered how it was when people first found out about mutants. the fear they'd felt. the fear she'd felt that people she was once close to would turn their back on her if they knew what she really was. somehow it had all worked out and that was the only thing that kept her going on somedays. "i hope this is all over soon. i'm not really complainin but i'd love to be able to go to certain cities again and not feel like i'm gonna be crucified, ya know?"

" you and me both. " daisy agreed, unable to help the sigh that escaped her. " i've done the whole rogue agent slash vigilante thing before. it gets tiring after a while. " especially after things had gotten better, only to get worse once again. " at least you're standing up for what you believe is right. not letting them control you. "

bob was grateful for bucky, he really was. as much as they looked close in age, bucky was a lot older and a hell of a lot wiser than bob was on a good day. bob felt like bucky was someone who understood him when he talked about what it was like to deal with the void. it was him, but some people could argue that it wasn't him. even if he didn't remember all of it, he knew he did it. he'd seen the footage of it and that was enough for him. "i don't know what to do with myself, man." bob huffed as he crossed his arms in front of his chest and flopped back on the couch. "i just feel like it's driving me crazy." he paused. "well, crazier. you know what i mean?"

" yeah, i do know what you mean. you gotta find something to keep you occupied, or you'll drive yourself crazy. " he reminded. " i know it's easier said than done, but you shouldn't be moping around here blaming yourself for everything that went wrong, trust me. "

barbara  landed  lightly  on  the  rooftop  beside  jason,  the  fading  twilight  casting  orange  and  purple  hues  across  the  sky  behind  them.  the  wind  teased  strands  of  her  hair  as  she  crossed  her  arms,  a  confident  smirk  playing  on  her  lips.  "you  know,  jason,"  she  began,  her  voice  laced  with  a  playful  edge,  "if  i  didn’t  know  any  better,  i’d  say  you’ve  been  slacking  on  patrol.  seriously,  have  you  ever  seen  anyone  move  as  fast  and  silent  as  me?  not  even  close."  she  let  out  a  soft  laugh,  clearly  boasting  about  her  skills,  but  there  was  a  warm  spark  in  her  eyes  that  softened  the  teasing.  then,  the  smirk  faded  just  a  bit  as  she  glanced  over  at  him,  concern  seeping  in.  "but  honestly,"  she  added,  voice  dropping  to  something  more  sincere,  "how  are  you  holding  up?  i  mean,  really?  it’s  been  a  tough  stretch  for  all  of  us,  and  i  can’t  help  but  wonder  if  you’re  pushing  yourself  too  hard  again."  her  fingers  lightly  tapped  against  her  side  as  if  nervously  searching  for  the  right  words,  "you  don’t  always  have  to  be  the  hardest  one  out  here,  you  know.  sometimes  it’s  okay  to  let  someone  else  watch  your  back."  she  stepped  a  little  closer,  gaze  steady  and  unflinching.  "i  get  it,  though.  you’ve  got  a  lot  riding  on  your  shoulders.  but  i’m  here,  and  if  you  ever  want  to  talk  —  or  take  a  breather  —  just  say  the  word.  nobody  expects  you  to  do  this  alone."  the  vulnerability  in  her  tone  was  rare,  but  genuine.  "you’re  not  just  some  vigilante  out  here,  jason.  you’re  a  person,  and  you  deserve  to  take  care  of  yourself  too."  she  paused,  letting  the  quiet  of  the  city  settle  between  them  before  a  teasing  grin  reappeared.  "but  seriously,  don’t  think  you  can  out-stealth  me  anytime  soon.  i’m  still  the  best  there  is  on  these  rooftops."  her  eyes  sparkled  with  challenge  and  warmth  all  at  once.  "so,  what  do  you  say?  truce?  team-up?  or  just  another  night  of  proving  who’s  got  the  sharper  moves?"

❝ ⸻ сучка ❞ Yelena muttered as the other patched her up . not fighting them as they insisted on helping her out . ❝ you are horrible at this . Never go to medical school or nursing . you know , patients have the right to refuse ... although , dying from an infection is not a cool way to DIE . ❞

where: star haven

sneaking away from the guardian's headquarters had become an awful habit through the last few months. jean often sought the company of other mutants, her people, and wanda had quickly become one of them. " we had this conversation a few times, no? " green eyes had turned bright red, burning in a familiar fire, a comical one. " if you want to get better, training will help, and the last time i checked, you can't hurt me... so don't hesitate " jean got hold of the secret spot in star haven just so they could train, no one in sight for a dozen o miles, safe. " do your worst. "

" i don't have any recruits. we're not exactly putting ads out before the 8'o clock news, bob. " he retorted, a roll of his eyes. " do i look like i'm on official business to you ? " gesturing exasperatedly to his plain-as-day civilian clothing, decidedly not kitted out in his us.agent gear. " next time i'm not letting you pick. " he added pointedly, stabbing at his own food with the crappy plastic fork provided.

where: metroyork

" we're in " sue bent the light to keep her and daisy both invisible as they cracked a government facility. their mission remained the same, to break out a two heroes arrested in the last week, part of the resistance, as they were. " watch your six, security will be high " despite the high tensions, stom did not wish to harm anyone, unless needed. " you've got a hold of the prisoner's location? "

Feather-light, Damian’s boots touched the rooftop with barely a whisper, their impact drowned out by the steady hum of Gotham’s nightlife. As the day’s businesses shuttered and the streets filled with families hurrying home, Gotham’s pulse remained constant. The city was alive—its heart beating with the promise of safety, a false sense of security built on the fleeting trust in authorities who had never earned it. Where were they when the real danger came knocking? Always too late.

Damian’s sharp green eyes scanned the crowds below with practiced precision, his breath steady and visible in the cool evening air. It was an effortless focus—no distractions, no surprises. The night was going according to plan, so perfectly in fact, that he couldn’t even recall preparing for his patrol. Normally, that would have satisfied him; he thrived on efficiency. But tonight, that unnatural sense of routine left a hollow pit in his stomach. Everything was going too well. And when that happened, it meant something would inevitably go wrong.

His musings were interrupted by the unmistakable sound of heavy footsteps climbing the fire escape. Instinctively, Damian’s hand shifted toward the hilt of his sword, his body tensing as the muscles in his neck tightened. But then, a familiar flash of red cut through the shadows.

Jason.

Damian sighed, exasperation flickering across his face. "What are you doing here?" he grumbled, irritation bubbling beneath his cool exterior. He cursed himself internally for assuming danger when the most predictable thing in Gotham was always Jason’s inevitable appearance. He did have to give it to him, though. It was always when he was least expecting it.

“ what ? a guy can’t come and pay a visit to his little brother anymore ? ” the question asked with a feigned upset, evident enough by the smirk that followed, dark eyes glinting with the briefest hint of amusement. “ glare at me any harder and my head might burst. and it’d be a bitch to get it all out of this helmet, trust me. ”

where: star haven

the combat boots poked at one of the dead bodies stretched against another depressing alley. " well, you can't always save them... " death shrugged, a gust of cold wind taking over them as she felt those five souls cursing through her. " let's be honest, it's not like they were exactly innocent " no one in star haven was, that's what often brought rio there in those lonely nights. " at least you didn't kill them, scarlet witch, that's something in your books, no? "

bob still felt guilty no matter how many times all of his friends told him he shouldn't. it wasn't entirely his fault, sure, but he could still see the news footage something when he closed his eyes. the void was still somewhere inside of him too. and now everyone else was paying the price for being an idiot.

"ya know next time you try to schmooze me into joining your side, you should go for something a little better than a food truck gyro," bob wrinkled his nose like he wasn't the one who'd brought up the idea in the first place. "don't you have like government money now? i'm not a cheap bribe date." he grinned as he pointed the plastic fork at him.

" if i was trying to recruit you, we'd be having a michelin star quality meal right now. " john knew that bob was joking around, and he doubted the guardians would have him anyway, but he wasn't about to bring that up. " well it's a good thing i'm not bribing you then, or else i'd suck at my job. "