#m;starter

he was displaced. he’d remember he was displaced, but when those depressing thoughts would come, he’d reflect on his present. everything post frozen on ice. his new family the avengers, and learning his old one, bucky, was still alive. fury, his work with shield, and reuniting with the amazon diana prince, made him hopeful. made him want to stay alive. to keep living. then, was he level again. he was one hundred and two today, but it felt like any other day.

he was on guard duty, he was working. dressed to the nines, suited up in his uniform. steve hadn’t planned on stepping away from duty, he just wanted to do this and get it over with. but as he watched the summer fair unfold, he couldn’t help but remember bucky trying to win a stuffed bear for a redhead. dolores, he remembered. or the fact that steve threw up on a ride. he’s definitely not doing that again.

he stepped away for a moment, wanting to reminisce in the past, for just a moment. he hadn’t played these kinds of carnival games in decades. he was a little rough. he approached a booth where it looked like you had to throw a ball and hit the targets, in order to win a prize. “SOME people might say i should get out more,” he started, adjusting his earpiece to shut it off, “-guess this is me trying.”

“how many times can someone get ice cream before it’s just too much?” she posed the question as she took a glance to someone approaching. “because this is like the fifth time i just happened to wander to an ice cream stand. i don’t think i’m capable of resisting.”

The first thing you notice after being dead for two decades is the technological advancements that have been made. Jean had been lucky enough to have help from some of her new students since she’d come back from the dead a few months ago, but she still wasn’t used to the huge change. Dying took a toll on you and one of those was feeling like you were out of your time.

Cell phones were the hardest thing to get used to, but she still pretended she was used to them as she went with the kids to the fair to make sure nothing happened to them. It’d been a long time since she’d had any kind of fun, and she found herself drifting among the vendors and food stands, keeping an eye on the younger kids from afar. After ordering some ice cream and thanking the vendor, she felt someone staring at her, and had to wonder if it was someone who felt like they were looking at a ghost. They were, she supposed. She should be dead. Still, she kept her powers to herself, not poking unless she felt they were a threat, "its been a long time since I’ve been to a fair and watched fireworks. Enjoying yourself?”

It started as another mission. This time Miles was doing the closer approach. He would get close to him and when the time’s right -- Eliminate him. Things just.. took a different turn. Miles liked him. He had asked from the person who hired him, why they wanted Tommy dead. Pfftt. It was just something extremely petty -- In Miles’ opinion. He was still hired to do a job, but he was conflicted.

He brought Tommy home with him, after a night of drinks at a bar. And Tommy wanted to take things further between them. After a heated make-out session, Miles pulled back, as Tommy was tugging at his shirt. “I should probably tell you something.. And it’s not going to be easy to hear.” 

Miles was back at the ER. Again. He always went there, if he got a cut, or shot at a job. Which wasn’t too often, but often enough that he had made friends with one of the nurses, Jacob. This time he was shot to the shoulder, the bullet still inside. He was holding his shoulder, putting pressure on it, while waiting for his turn. When he saw Jacob, he flashed him a grin. “Evening.”

Mike was having some drinks at the local bar, already tipsy and feeling a bit flirtatious. He looked around the bar, when he spotted a good looking guy not far from him. Why not give it a shot, he thought. He sipped his beer, before got up from his seat and walked over to him. He cleared his throat, deciding to go for his usual funny pick up line. “I usually Han Solo.. But I'd let you turn on my light saber.” He grinned at the guy, throwing another one. “So how ‘bout we go back to my Ewok village and yub nub all night?”