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Curiosity had always gotten the better of him; sometimes in the best of ways and sometimes in the worst. Before the war, before the serum heād always allowed his curiosity to lead him into trouble and now it seemed as if his curiosity was going to lead him to answers he wasnāt certain he was ready to hear. He couldnāt keep wandering the halls of the Triskelion, he couldnāt just wonder if heād heard the voice correctly or if something or someone was playing a trick on him. Steve knew the only way to find the answers to his questions was to follow the sound of the voice. Even if the answers would only lead to more questions, even if it would have him being dragged back to the past he needed to know for his own sanity. Otherwise, he knew heād spend far too many days wondering.
The smell of freshly brewed coffee was what finally dragged him into doing something. It may have been his curiosity that initiated his desires, but it was coffee that finally tipped him over that edge. Not that it did anything to him. A downside to the serum; certain things didnāt affect them like they used to and coffee was one of them. Alcohol had been another but he didnāt like to think about how theyād found that out. His chest still felt the ache of the loss of his best friend and Steve didnāt want to think about that more than he had to. If he found out that Buckyās date had somehow survived the war it was going to bring all of those thoughts rushing to the surface.
Following his nose, he stopped dead in his tracks as his worst fear had come to life. Standing there was Buckyās date, looking like she hadnāt aged a bit since he last saw her. Except that wasnāt possible. She had to have aged, she had to have died considering how many of the others from his time were already gone. Or she couldāve ended up like Peggy. But looking like sheād just walked out of the expo? Steve knew it was impossible and it had him wondering if there was something else going on. āNo, thanks,ā was all he could say, the words he needed to say something that wouldnāt come to him. How could they? He was still adjusting to this new time period and now ā now he was seeing a ghost from the past. āHow?ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Needless to say, working for SHIELD was not the strangest thing sheād ever done. In fact, it didnāt even make aĀ ātop tenā list if sheād ever sit down to make one, though she does keep track of them in her head. Rather, it feels normal ā not quite as normal as being a teacher, though that was simply too normal and a life she couldnāt return to anymore, not after acquiring a taste ( it was more along the lines of a craving, an addiction, though she hadnāt the mind to admit that to anyone, even to herself ) for the strange and unnatural.
The inklings of a laugh escaped her ā how could it not? Clara didnāt take the question in the way that it was meant; no, she lacked the proper context. There was a feeling somewhere in the back of her mind, one that only ever seemed to appear when she saw someone familiar up-close, only not familiar to her as she was now. Yet, the feeling was also to be confused with nervousness, and meeting someone such as Captain America was sure to make anyone a little nervous; Clara, in all her confidence and cool composure, was hardly an exception. It also explained why she hadnāt noticed that he was looking at her strangely, as if she was a ghost standing there just with the purpose of haunting him.
āHow, what? Just pushed the button, really itās not that difficult.ā She made a haphazard gesture to the coffee machine, pretending as if she were pushing a button mid-air. There was still a smile to her face, crooked a bit to one side, though it still reached her eyes.Ā āAnd thatās not what you were askinā about, was it?ā
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Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā WELCOME TO TELEPATHICS ANONYMOUS; Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā DONāT BOTHER INTRODUCING YOURSELF.

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we only speak of a world in pieces. letās make a map of what matters most: where every fracture is a running river. leading us back to our golden coast.
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Ā Ā Ā āThatāsā what I used to think, yeah,ā said David with the air of someone REMINISCING. āTelepathyās anā invasion, itāsā itās RUDE and I should have more respect for peopleās mentalā mental whateverā privacy, right?ā The easy excuse would be to harp on how much TIME an act now, beg for forgiveness later approach to mind reading saved, but David had a sense that wouldnāt gain him much headway. He wasnāt used to dealing with fellow nonlinears.Ā āBut itāsā Iāve sorta found itās BETTER if I donāt ask. Easier, at least. Likeā now I justā I donāt have to wonder about you, orā this. I can focus on your questions.ā
Palms out in half a surrender, David started in on an introduction.Ā āMy nameās David. Iāmā David Haller, and Iāmā well, Iām DEAD, sorta. So we have that in common.ā An ill-timed joke, maybe, but David muscled past any regret the way heād apparently muscled past the TARDISās defenses.Ā āIām notā sure how I got in here, but IMPOSSIBLE is kinda myā my entire resume nowadays.ā He couldnāt help the smile that broke across his face as he listened to Claraās thoughts catch.Ā āSomething ELSE we have in common, I guess.ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āWell, itās rude, yeah.ā For emphasis, index finger pointed at her temple and then towards him, just for the clarification that her own thoughts were just that āā hers, and not for him to go poking around in there.Ā āConsider aĀ āno trespassingā sign sittinā just outside my brain.āĀ Not to say she hadnāt dealt with telepathic races before, though that was different as it was their custom and they couldnāt speak aloud, and werenāt intrusive.
āHow are you sort of dead?ā She couldnāt help but ask, but also imagined to be owed the answer, given his venture into her own head, while also finding herself feeling substantially more vulnerable at the added comment... something they had in common. It wasnāt something that Clara hid, per say, just something she didnāt tell people, or talk about anymore; bringing it up almost always came with a story of how it happened, and those memories still ached, like a wound her body outright refused to heal. Arms crossed over her chest, expression deepening, āIād like to think Iām sort of alive, thanks.ā At least for now; still, Clara felt as though sheād been at Deathās door, hand lifted and poised to knock āā until heād appeared.

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cleaning up my laptop and I find a bunch of things about a marvel oc i almost made a little bit ago and even a list of urls i thought of for her and oh my do i want to kind of make her /:
friendly reminder that in a comic story clara was given telekinetic abilities w/ a neural enhancer and promptly dropped a chandelier on/at the alien dude that grabbed her by the neck. told herĀ ākill or be killed without mercyā and she smirks and goesĀ ācheers for the tipā and fuckin drops a fancy chandelier on that mf without hesitation.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā LIKE FOR A STARTER! Iāve got nothing going on tomorrow, so Iād really like to reach out to new people, write new things, and also write more with the partners I already have. liking this, youāll either get a starter, or a message asking to brainstorm! Or! I would implore anyone with an idea to reach out and tell me, and maybe we can make something of it!
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Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā is there any better url to have than one thatās a pun??? i think not.
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EYEBROWS RAISE, brown eyes narrow as he considers her words. Time travel? well that oneās new.Ā āEmperor of where?ā curiosity blossoms and the mechanic can already feel an overwhelming amount of questions forming in that brain of his.Ā āYouāre a hundred p e r c e n t serious arenāt you? which makes you either Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā a fantasist Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā or capable of doing something that should be IMPOSSIBLE.ā He wants to b e l i e v e in the latter, the thought of such technology made Tonyās heart almost skip a beat.Ā āWhat was Leo like?ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āSpace. All of it,ā she said with a quick and wild grin.Ā Her eyes practically lit up as she gave a nod; Clara loved what she was able to do, though to not be able to share it was almost heartbreaking, and caught her in a mass of tangled lies. Of course, though, she came so alive in the moments where she could share it, no need to separate the different lives she was forced to lead.Ā āSerious as can be. Maybe Iām both.ā
A shrug appeared on her shoulders, nonchalant,Ā āA bit strange, and now he was a fantasist, more so than me, loads of ideas. But nice, real good painter obviously.ā
I donāt know where I am. Itās like Iām breaking into a million pieces and there is only one thing I remember: I have to save the Doctor. He always looks different. I always know itās him. Sometimes I think Iām everywhere at once, running every second just to find him. Just to save him. But he never hears me. Almost never. I blew into this world on a leaf. Iām still blowing. I donāt think Iāll ever land. Iām Clara Oswald. Iām the impossible girl.Ā