Bad Ass Lil' Lady

-Sudden smooch!- - 19

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"Oh, he's been gone for- for months! Lyssa and some others took him down, reported back that he was out of commission." She smiled and stood back, hands on her hips.

She stood up, looking at him curiously. She let out a laugh as she looked him over. He was still such a huge goof-ball, no matter how different he looked.

"I know!" he said, squeezing her tight. "I’ve been away for such a long time, but I’m back to stay. For good this time!" With a small grunt, he lifted her off the ground and spun her around before setting her back down as gently as he could.

She squealed and laughed nervously as she was spun in the air and settled down. She liked the ground. The ground was good. "That's great, Nox! I'm so glad you're back for good! Especially with Atros gone and more villains on the loose."

19 paused before she sighed again, a little puzzled. The voice was very familiar. She looked up at the newcomer who tripped over past her and sat up. The voice didn’t match the look though. He looked… mostly the same but different in many regards.

Nodding his head enthusiastically, he practically danced in place, anxious to throw his arms around her. He was so relieved that she was still here. Grinning from ear to ear, he spread his arms wide, inviting her in for a big hug.

She stood up, looking at him curiously. She let out a laugh as she looked him over. He was still such a huge goof-ball, no matter how different he looked.

"Robbie!" he gasped, his whole face lighting up. He’d recognize those chocolate curls anywhere. Dashing closer, he caught a small look at himself in the mirror. He had changed. His razor-sharp teeth had become flat. Normal. His skinny frame had bulked up some and his hands didn’t look so monstrous. In fact, he looked normal.

19 paused before she sighed again, a little puzzled. The voice was very familiar. She looked up at the newcomer who tripped over past her and sat up. The voice didn't match the look though. He looked... mostly the same but different in many regards.

It had been months since he had been to the tower. After his fight with Scarecrow-turned-nightmare, he had needed time to think and grow. For so long he had been a mindless lackey, a servant, then a guardian and a friend. His grand plans of becoming a super villain seemed less enticing once he had gained friends. Then… memories of his past life had come back to him. He didn’t want to be a villain. He wanted to be just like his hero, Captain America.

Yoga. Yoga would help. That is what Agent 19 had told herself. Nothing like the clearing of one's mind and the practice of stretching yourself out, to distract from other things. Like the quiet of the tower or the supervillains waiting somewhere in NYC or somewhere else in the world. Who eve knew where!

"You belong to me."

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