FoxWriter
Cluster
- Joined
- Jan 20, 2011
- Location
- in the realm of lust and seduction
"a good plan. i'll do that." Loki decided with a smirk before shaking his head. "i never said you fainted. i said you get sick." he stated simply, Steve wincing at the promise/threat of having to do needlework. he could already feel the pain. "shut up James. you'll be the one i'm throwing at them when they ask for a needlework partner. partner faith only goes so far."
"...your missing a vent." "don't go up there." Natasha ordered. "that's Clint's space." "...i don't think i'll fit." Steve admitted, baffled. what the hell kind of weirdos where working here!? it was a vent! this guy was cramming himself into a vent! he did not voice those thoughts though, he had a feeling this woman was very dangerous and very protective. a real Alpha Female. "yeah i know. Clint's in charge." Natasha said, waving him off. "aren't you supposed to be at home?" she asked, examining her watch. "you where supposed to leave work at lunch and you weren't supposed to be back until Monday." she said, narrowing her eyes at him. "you promised Tony, that you'd stop overworking yourself so much." she complained, scowling at him a little before looking over Steve and James. "i don't like them." she informed Tony with a sniff. "your a lousy pet picker." she informed Tony. "pet duties are now Phil's responsibility." she decided. "let's move it Barton." she ordered, stalking out the doors. Fitz was suddenly there next to Tony and was babbling at him in some off, but pretty language that Steve didn't know but Tony seamed to. Fits was just babbling at Tony about his therapist, who Fitz had a love/hate relationship with. some days he really liked his therapist and some days he hated the man's guts. today was a day where he liked his Therapist and was telling Tony about how Doctor Thomas thought the stuffed toy he'd made for Pepper's little girl was very well done and he wanted to make sure Tony took it with him next time he went to Peppers.
"...your missing a vent." "don't go up there." Natasha ordered. "that's Clint's space." "...i don't think i'll fit." Steve admitted, baffled. what the hell kind of weirdos where working here!? it was a vent! this guy was cramming himself into a vent! he did not voice those thoughts though, he had a feeling this woman was very dangerous and very protective. a real Alpha Female. "yeah i know. Clint's in charge." Natasha said, waving him off. "aren't you supposed to be at home?" she asked, examining her watch. "you where supposed to leave work at lunch and you weren't supposed to be back until Monday." she said, narrowing her eyes at him. "you promised Tony, that you'd stop overworking yourself so much." she complained, scowling at him a little before looking over Steve and James. "i don't like them." she informed Tony with a sniff. "your a lousy pet picker." she informed Tony. "pet duties are now Phil's responsibility." she decided. "let's move it Barton." she ordered, stalking out the doors. Fitz was suddenly there next to Tony and was babbling at him in some off, but pretty language that Steve didn't know but Tony seamed to. Fits was just babbling at Tony about his therapist, who Fitz had a love/hate relationship with. some days he really liked his therapist and some days he hated the man's guts. today was a day where he liked his Therapist and was telling Tony about how Doctor Thomas thought the stuffed toy he'd made for Pepper's little girl was very well done and he wanted to make sure Tony took it with him next time he went to Peppers.