#gregwillis

           horns honked and police sirens filled the new york city atmosphere on this late eleven o’ clock evening. bristol posted up on the side of the building with a glass bottle of some sort of juice in her hands. the teen skinny and booted like she owned the place. footsteps approached, and the neck of the bottle left her lips, the raven haired girl waiting for their approach.

Charles had not been there very long so there was little time for his mind to wander into that of the other male's. Instead, he focused on the fact that he was making his rounds for the night. Most everyone else was in bed save for him, Hank and well, Greg.

He wheeled himself closer to the tall windows that led out towards the balcony but for safety reasons, he chose not get too close. He always felt better about being up high when Hank was around to catch him in case of a freak accident. All the same, he wheeled himself into a corner watching from afar. It didn't take psychic powers to know something was wrong but he didn't wish to pry too much. On the other hand, maybe a healthy distraction was what the other male needed.

It had been hell. Yet both of them were here, not undamaged but still alive. Omicron looked over at Gravity and a smile spread across their lips quickly followed by a laugh. 

It was the first thing that they could think to say as they saw Gravity stirring. They were just glad he was alive to be told that. The room around him was surrounded by gadgets, all half finished, in places that would suggest they had been worked on recently, but a layer of dust that told another story. "I saw your face. I deleted the memory, and uh... Iota made you a mask, I think she used swim goggles. I have no idea where she got them though, I mean we are in the middle of a desert... That kid always finds a way though," they said, walking over to the bed and gently resting a hand on Gravity's arm. They were sad looking, and absent-mindedly ran their thumb back and forth.

"I wasn't... I thought you might be dying... Lambda was the nurse, but he's dead, so Rho did his best. He has a lot of the same programming, makes sense I guess... Uhm... This is my family's home. I took you the first place I thought of when I saw how hurt you were." The android looked stressed, not just by the situation but by their surroundings.

But on occasion, she had been known to leave her domain. This had been one of those occasions. She hadn’t gone to Midgard to do anything, rather to do nothing. Figures the one time she was peacefully visiting a realm, she gets stopped by a child in a costume who thought she was there to cause trouble. 

❝I don’t know what hero you are, or what team you belong to, but it would be wise to leave me be and walk away. I do not seek to fight, and I’m sure if you knew who I was, you wouldn’t be either.❞

‘captain america: the winter soldier’ starter prompts Ft. @gregwillis

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              ❛ We can’t... but we have, and we WILL... be patient, we can’t screw this up ❜. Delicate matters ought to be handled with equivalent thoughtfulness. Yes, they were assigned together for surveillance, however, they must not interfere ‘til there is validity in the case and not circumstantial evidence to appoint culpability on others.  ❛ — Oh don’t tell me you are fed up with me already, Mr. Gravity... I’m HURT... Here I thought I had worked the best of my charm to keep you entertained ❜.