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Captain America: Civil Whore (Genderbend, IR, D/s MFF, Anime, etc)

BlackestKnight

BlackestKnight

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East Gotham

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Civil Whore
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Stephanie Rogers (Desina)


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T'challa (Myself)


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Rebecca Barnes (ChrisGabriel)
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Content: Rule 63, Threesome, MMF, Rape, dirty talk, blushing, redheads, sexy/slutty clothes, jungle fever, oral, interracial, exhaustion, drugs, interrogation, uncontrolled lust, impregnation, creampie, sweating, body heat, begging, depraved sexual acts, pleading, white slavery, transformation, humiliation, deceit, corruption.
 
The past 24-hours were a nightmare for one Rebecca Barnes, formerly known by her dread-inducing codename, the Winter Soldier. It seemed like hell had frozen over for the Winter Soldier, only to return in ironic vengeance, for now she was prey at the hands of relentlessly hunter. This predator whose moves and motifs were like a great cat, had stalked the soldier of fortune with clever misdirections and feints, gradually wearing her defenses down with each methodic skirmish, his intent was "slow and painful" if anything about his methods were to go by. Clearly, this cat-man spent a great amount of time in preparation for his mark, for he had a counter for everything she had and anything she could think of, he was taking his time with Rebecca almost like he was playing with her before going in for the final engagement.

Now the Winter Soldier had been pursued into an unfamiliar one-way alley in darkness so complete. Injured, fatigued, disoriented, and more than a little unraveled, yet like any soldier, she was willing to fight to the last it seemed. Every sound in that enveloping darkness seemed to leap at her as suspicious, then suddenly she felt a strong presence come down on her unannounced, she was brought down with her face planted firmly against a steel trash lid, she was bent over garbage in a truly vulnerable state, then she felt something truly dreadful press into her backside. Something hard and flesh-like. An impressive size to boot. The man spoke in a low gravelly tone close to her ear."The Winter Soldier to be defiled on top of garbage. What a unremarkable end for white trash. Seems fitting for one such as yourself."
 
Bio-mechanical arm gripping into the steel lid strong enough to leave dents, Becca used her new leverage to try to shake off her attacker. While not as strong, she was still a close quarters combat specialist, so she was not giving up... At least not halfway into garbage.

"Bad Cat! Doesn't know how to seduce a girl, needs to rape! Filthy animal!" she was growling, trying to buck up enough that he lost his stance. When the assailant was in the air, Becca would be better suited to turn them over - or least get both of them sideways instead with her pushed down by his weight.

Kicking her right heel backwards, the tired and grouchy woman tried to sink her attack between his legs, aiming at his tailbone, but also possible to hit his balls... While Becca was accustomed to pain, and this would not be her first rape, she still felt that she was making amends for her past, so she earned some dignity. It was not the words of the possibly black man, nor the being strong armed into the sexual act, it was more of the filthy alley... And that she was too wounded and tired to be at least a little bit interested.

And she always liked females better.
 
It hadn’t been long since Stephanie Rogers had found out about Rebecca; in only a few short hours, Rebecca Barnes, her capable friend and companion, had been fighting for her life against a a capable nemesis. It had seemed that Rebecca had been too proud to call for help directly. This didn’t surprise Stephanie in the least as she more than anyone knew how stubborn and proud Rebecca could be. Within moments she’d stripped out of her clothes and changed into the skintight and form fitting costume, neglecting to wear her mask, and tracking the sightings across town of Rebeccas movements. Taking only a brief moment to double check her equipment, she sucked in a deep breath, clearing her mind before taking off. Luckily, they weren’t far; it seemed that Stephanie had possibly been trying to return to their safehouse.

“Hold on Rebecca.”

A FEW MINUTES LATER

The lone figure of her form on the rooftops was barely noticeable in this deserted part of the city. Her chest heaving and heart pounding, Stephanie had checked alley after alley, street after street, to no avail. She’d lost track of her friend after the last report of her, and now was nearly panicking as she searched fruitlessly. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, she could hear the sounds of commotion below her, and taking her shield off of her back in preparation, Stephanie peeked over the railing to a dark alley several stories down.

Her eyes went wide as she saw that Rebecca was bent over, her gorgeous friends face pressed into a trash lid as while Rebecca struggled against her dark, nearly imperceptible assailant. Deciding not to lose the element of surprise, she eased forward ever so slightly before flinging herself off of the structure, lowering her shield protectively as she collided with the masked man and grabbed onto him, pulling him away from Rebecca. Even with her superior strength, the dull thud and impact of force knocked the wind out of her as she gasped for air, trying to regain her senses as she wrestled with their jet black assailant.
 
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The panther masked vigilant was a bit surprised by the fight in Rebecca. He raised his knee just short of her desperate attack, deflecting the low blow with some ease. The material of his black-cat suit seemed to absorb impact especially well. In the next breath, his hand found her throat, raising her off the ground, the sharp vibranium of his tipped claws came into contact with the reinforced vest she wore, he started at her neckline and trailed down in a linear pattern just shy of her navel, deliberately careful not to puncture pristine flesh, he got an eyeful of the incision he made, bright pink nipples and pale skin so firm displayed in full glory, not counting a certain invisible woman, it wasn't something he was all to use to seeing, so it might have came as a surprise. He found himself lingering--albeit briefly.

Panther's keen animal senses picked up the scent of another within range , he tossed Rebecca into her friend at the last minute before lunging into the wall and rebounding onto a scaffold arranged above. He took the high ground.

"This isn't about me seducing you Winter Soldier, but I do like the thought of you in my arms, breathless and utterly helpless. This is about what you've done and what needs to be done to maintain peace. Don't think that just because you've abandoned your cause that it exempts you of your prior crimes. This is about judgement. and your interloper friend... He directed a scornful look at the interloper. "Don't think you won't suffer the same fate as her. America will burn because of you." A black blur came down ontop of both girls. A flurry of fast swarming strikes followed. It was hard to notice at first but their clothes were rendered tatters.
 
The struggling woman in his hands was already in position to deliver the knife-handed punch on his neck with her bio-mechanical arm - Becca was letting him have his way up until the last moment to get it done with utmost efficiency.

She just hesitated enough - it being a lethal shot - that she was thrown through the air at the interloping
Captain America. Making sure to have her arm slam against the shield instead of any of Stephanie's body parts got Becca arrive a little awkward. Then she was getting off and turning to their assailant.

"Fancy to meet you here." the Winter Soldier got a little reenergized after colliding with her lifelong friend and secret crush, able to accidentally get in a grope or two with her normal hand.

Then she was already moving, pushing everything into an open palmed punch with her left hand, counting on the big black blur coming, but also that he would try to parry it. But this time she had a surprise for him, as she activated the powerful taser in it too. Enough to short out the power grid in a whole block or cook a room full of electronic, she was now using the bioelectronics magnetic pulse generator to just basically taser an animal.

However, she was sure he has something similar in armor as they wore, and it could be protected against normal electrical attacks too... So she was aiming at his crotch with her other hand, to deliver another possible debilitating attack.

And as Becca felt that this was her last shot at him before she was needing to rest, her wounds and previous skirmishes catching up with her reserves, the ex-Russian operative was also head-butting him in the chin, putting herself between her enemy and her tentative friend, giving the famous Captain to get ready to win.
 
Even as Stephanie had inadvertently saved their assailant from being killed by Rebecca, her own body landed heavily against the once Winter Soldiers as hopes for a quick victory were dashed. A gasp left her lips while she composed herself, hoping she hadn’t hurt Rebecca too badly while she twisted in pain; her own body taut while she regained her senses. Beneath her, Rebeccas pale, gorgeous body was nearly completely exposed as her costume had been ripped from her slender throat to her yummy, toned tummy. Luckily, she didn’t appear to be cut or harmed. Their soft, full breasts pressed against each other, separated only by the thin material of Stephanie’s costume before she turned over. Her body tensed and full lips parted instinctively as she felt a soft, smooth hand squeezing her heavy breasts before giggling at Rebecca.

Thankfully, Rebecca’s cute words brought a smile to her face briefly as she looked up. “You’re always getting me into trouble, aren't you Becky?” She teased back playfully before her momentary happiness evaporated she saw their attacker and he began to speak. Adrenaline tuning out the pain, Stephanie quickly realized he was attacking as she reacted. He seemed to be able to overpower them momentarily, shredding not only what remained of Rebbecas armor but nearly removing hers as well; in the cool air she could feel goosebumps forming on her flesh, but his attack had provided Rebecca with the opportunity to fight back while he focused on Stephanie.

Able to put a bit of distance back, she quickly pulled her shield into action, hoping to deliver a devastating uppercut with it into the mans face with the vibranium masterpiece while Rebecca fired her last shot; instinctively, Stephanie knew that Rebecca was giving it her all and might be too exhausted to fight seriously after this attempt.

"Let's finish this!"
 
The panther moved with awing agility, it was hard to believe he was capable of reorienting himself while torpedoing from his finite range , when the open-palm strike came, he was able to instinctively pull back into a sweep, lining his foot up with her punch and kicking off, parrying the strike altogether, however her emp taser still managed to effect him, catching him off kilter and rattling him with its powerful shockwave, she went for another low blow while he was momentarily staggered, down but not out, he returned the favor, launching a foot firmly to her sweet triangle. If he went any deeper, he'd be in her cervix. A few headbutts came his way, but he managed to secure a hold to the back of her neck and hair, tossing her using her own momentum into a reinforced brick wall. With Rebecca out of the way, he turned his focus on the other combatant, who'd by now was working herself into his range, that helmet of his loosened up by Rebecca's headbutts, came off with Stephanie's sudden shield strike, but he was not done, not in the least. He quickly stirred to his feet, gaining his stance. His expression less than amused. Absent of mask, Wakanda's regent ruler stared back at Stephanie Rogers.


Awkwardly, the glare faded from his face, replaced with an aloof smirk. Then it came, a drone bearing a wakandan symbol danced about the space above them, he leaped toward the drone, grabbing an object from the drones possession, before Stephanie had a chance to properly react, he landed behind her. The object in his hand folded out into an elaborate looking spear. Not just any spear, a spear with two ends. A double spear. "In ancient Africa, a weapon existed that allowed man to do battle with more than one opponent at a time, it was not a hunting weapon being designed for war, mara mbili mkuki. You may know this weapon by another name, the double spear. This weapon was considered taboo by some tribes, because it was believed a trained master could slaughter an entire army with this weapon alone." He paused. ...I intended to use this as a countermeasure for Tonya Stark, but your girlfriend can be a pesky sort so I'll start with her. He made a lunge for Rebecca, aiming for her metal arm.
 
It was harder to recognize the danger than to make that hand move and instead of being impaled, it lifted enough to grip on the dangerous spear, just under its head. With its point slammed into the reinforced brick, Becca had a full hold on it. It was something her new arm was superior, it's hold on things and keeping its artificial muscles flexed did not depended on her overall strength or state of pain. At least she could hold it to make the black man a little bit unbalanced... For she was sure that he would be able to lift her when he was trying to pull it back. Not that she would be getting back on her feet any other way.

The kick to her arm was just a little bit disorienting, the inbuilt safeties making it move instead of having her shoulders dislocated or her real bones broken. After all, she was hit by rockets on that arm, and also hit speeding cars with it.

The other between her legs hurt more. Lucky for her, the armor was still covering her there, so the powerful toes did not penetrated... just pushed against her hard enough to lift her off the floor. She was still seeing stars and panting for air from the shock... But she was also exceptionally trained and able to work through pain. Getting plastered to the wall with just time enough to make herself go flat instead of splat hurt her pride the best. She was not some weak girl, but the feared Winter Soldier, on par with Captain America, who only got that way because some wonder drug! ... Not that Becca was not thankful to that drug to make Stephanie tits nicely big and firm, and gave her the knockout body Becca had been lusting after the first sight... in the skintight American Flag catsuit. So she was not giving up now, wanting to protect that suit - and the woman underneath it - from getting pierced, or just staked... Even if it meant that she had to endure the royal black cock herself. So Becca was no longer fighting, just making it harder for him to fight, and would even show him some tits if it got him monologue again.
 
A brief moment of total bliss consumed Stephanie as she felt the blow connect in a devastating impact; expecting that he would be unconscious at the very least as his helmet flew off. The broad smile on her features vanished however, as she saw him pulling himself back to his feet while she placed herself protectively between Rebecca and this attacker. Turning her head back over her shoulder, still squared off with with their assailant as she spoke to Rebecca, “I think you need to go now Becky; I can handle him, but I don’t want to see you getting too hurt in all of this.” Directing her blue eyes forward again, she could see the man now had a double sided spear. Less concerned with his monologue, she could hear that Rebecca hadn’t moved as she hissed back to her, “Come on, if this turns out badly it won’t do anyone any good if we’re both out of the picture.”

Suddenly, she he was behind her; how was he this fast?! Turning, she could see that he was attacking Rebecca, and Stephanie missed her opportunity to defend her friend as she twisted her body to try and sling her shield towards him while pushing past him, wanting more than anything to put herself between him and Rebecca and immediately felt a powerful blow against her toned and taut stomach. The effect of the punch, whatever it was, was increasing as she desperately grabbed out, dropping her shield and her legs buckling and giving out as she fell to her knees. The world was swimming, and she struggled to focus her eyes as she heard his voice and words; she wanted nothing more than to fight, but her body simply wouldn't obey.

As she took shallow breaths, she turned to look back, seeing him come closer as she dazedly coughed, feeling like she'd pass out soon. Her mouth moved, trying to speak but slurring the words before she brought a leg back and tried to push herself up. At his least his attention was on her now, but even as she looked at Rebecca, it seemed that the powerful Winter Soldier wasn’t in any better shape than she was.
 
Panther was about to launch into another of round of attacks, what Rebecca didn't know was that his double spear had a very specific purpose. It was an anti-EMP weapon designed to disrupt EMP-based technology, her robotic arm coming in contact with the spear would have been enough to produce a neutralizing effect, rendering her arm useless and thus a burdensome liability, the fight was over the minute she touched the thing, whenever she'd tried to get her arm moving again, she'd find out just how heavy her paperweight arm was. Grabbing the spear would have been something he expected and planned for, like most of the battle up until that point, but he didn't plan to lose his helmet or for his balls to hurt this much. Things were becoming more unpredictable than he planned for. His nature was to step back in a situation like this and re-evaluate the stage, but his countrymen craved blood, and so he sprung forward obliging their request.

He'd been intercepted by Stephanie before he could manage a second charge, who used her shield to barrier herself between himself and her wounded ally. He stopped himself from skewering the blonde, when he noticed how she fell to her knee. He lined the tip of his spear to her pretty white neck.

"Up close photography doesn't do you justice Captain. you really are a captivating woman. If things were a little different between us, you'd make one hell of a bodyguard bride, same goes for your friend as well" He panned a looked to the Winter Soldier briefly. Even now, it was hard to think such pretty women were capable of horrific assassinations, but their abilities spoke for itself.

"...but I don't think she likes me very much" His eyes finding Stephanie's luscious breasts, thoughts of revenge seemed to wane from his consciousness. why was he getting an erection now of all times? They were cute half-naked girls. He stared into her striking blue eyes before extending a hand in good faith. He couldn't help the reaction he was having as ill-timed as it was. He sighed sharply, lowering himself into a sitting stance.

"As dishonored as I am to mention this, there's a part of me that wants to bend you over and fuck your brains out winter soldier. I'm sure you're aware of this already. I need to get beyond these basal feelings" He clenched his spear once again, rising to his feet.
 
"Ja' think?" The woman hanging from his spear growled out. It was her purpose to get the spear encumbered by her own weight, but she hoped to be able to get some strength behind it too. Never before did she experienced the debilitating effects of having her own cybernetic muscles spasm and curl into an almost caricature of her left arm because the EMP backfired... Or maybe just got her whole arm magnetized somehow.

But at least she still cling to the spear... And got flung around as the panther themed African man kept using it. She was not that heavy... Only an added 150 pounds (~75 kilos). And her armor at least protected her from the pointy end, but got slashed more open... Hanging there, not able to let it go, and not able to move her whole left upper appendage, it being curled up just under her breasts - which had got free, now bobbing with any movement he was making with the weapon.
 
Nearly unable to fight, Stephanie watched as Rebecca had managed to stop the spear as the razor sharp spear pressed against the smooth flesh of her slender throat. Hearing his words, she was more concerned with Becky than herself as she spoke, “I can’t let you hurt Rebecca…even if I can’t beat you.” Her words were let out slowly and carefully, her heavy breasts rising and falling through her torn bodysuit as she felt the sharp blade against her neck. The pink of her nipples bright against the blue of her tattered outfit, she watched, looking for any opportunity to fight back but finding none. Staring back into his eyes, she tilted her face up, trying to appear confident but knowing just how dangerous things really were.

“Given our introductions, I’m not surprised at our animosity.” She tried to sound powerful as she spoke, but her voice was considerably subdued by the point threatening to skewer her. Still, even as he threatened Rebecca the masked man even sat down; it didn’t seem like he wanted to kill them, at least not in this moment. He wasn’t exactly letting them go either. Daring to look over at Becky’s brilliant blue eyes, Stephanie mouthed to her softly, “Don’t get us killed.”

“Don’t hurt her…There has to be some other way to resolve this.” Raising her hands to indicate she wasn’t a threat, Stephanie stood up, hoping that he wouldn’t kill her right there. “I know all of us have done things we regret and question, and things that have hurt others, but I’ve just finally gotten to have Becky after thinking I’d lost her so long…don’t take her away from me, please.”
 
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Nearly unable to fight, Stephanie watched as Rebecca had managed to stop the spear as the razor sharp spear pressed against the smooth flesh of her slender throat. Hearing his words, she was more concerned with Becky than herself as she spoke, “I can’t let you hurt Rebecca…even if I can’t beat you.” Her words were let out slowly and carefully, her heavy breasts rising and falling through her torn bodysuit as she felt the sharp blade against her neck. The pink of her nipples bright against the blue of her tattered outfit, she watched, looking for any opportunity to fight back but finding none. Staring back into his eyes, she tilted her face up, trying to appear confident but knowing just how dangerous things really were.

“Given our introductions, I’m not surprised at our animosity.” She tried to sound powerful as she spoke, but her voice was considerably subdued by the point threatening to skewer her. Still, even as he threatened Rebecca the masked man even sat down; it didn’t seem like he wanted to kill them, at least not in this moment. He wasn’t exactly letting them go either. Daring to look over at Becky’s brilliant blue eyes, Stephanie mouthed to her softly, “Don’t get us killed.”

“Don’t hurt her…There has to be some other way to resolve this.” Raising her hands to indicate she wasn’t a threat, Stephanie stood up, hoping that he wouldn’t kill her right there. “I know all of us have done things we regret and question, and things that have hurt others, but I’ve just finally gotten to have Becky after thinking I’d lost her so long…don’t take her away from me, please.”
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To kill both either or both girls would have been possible given the preparation and knowledge he had to go on. He listened as the Captain made her passionate appeal, she spoke with a submissiveness in her tone, almost stereotypically feminine in approach. She resembled more like a defeated damsel than a proud soldier in his eyes.

Nearing the end of her impromptu. He reached out with a single finger, his dark index coming in contact with Stephanie's exposed bright pink right nipple. His strong striking darkness a perfect compliment to her lily white curves.

An interesting contrast of bodies. He threw a look at Becky's position briefly gauging her reaction to his playful teasing of Stephanie's rippen body. He did this somewhat to humiliate the Winter soldier and to brighten Stephanie's visage . His tone more relaxed as he took a more casual approach to this issue.

"We can make peace right here in this alley, all it involves is you swallowing your pride, and giving into dark carnal pleasures. I'll spare you and your girlfriend in exchange for your unconditional service to the king. Or I can just finish what I already came here do. The choice is yours Captain". He could sense her with his touch. Whether it was unexpected excitement or revulsion was unknown to him. He was leaning towards it being a bit of both.
 
"She was always the good girl, me being the bad... We took it to the extremes as the superhero Captain America, and the Winter Soldier... If she accepts your dirty proposal, then I only ask you this: always give us choice that which one of us does something for your service... Who knows, maybe both of us would do it, and if she does not, then I will."

Oh, Becca was still not liking him at all, but she was hating the situation more. Knowing that it was mainly the PantherMan's technology and access to materials that gave him a chance to win... Or at least, Becca thought that she would be able to fight him to a standstill even without her arm if both of them was naked... And she was sure Stephanie could do it better. So, even if they would get naked soon, she just had to wait for the right moment...

Of course, Rebecca also did not hold a grudge, so, if it was anything good, and Stephanie was not against it, she could be a bodyguard. Seeing the Captain naked, and possibly in the throes of orgasm was already selling the kinky outcome to the ColdWarrior.

"Making peace would mean to swallow some other out-cum too, would it? I also need clarification on what you consider dark carnal pleasures... and anything more about this king... Would we service the rightful ruler of Wakanda, or a King, or maybe You? Any of it independent from each other, or be the same? I can imagine a lot, that could happen..."

Meanwhile she just squirmed a little, staring at the dark finger against the white breast and erect nipple. Licking her lips while speaking, she could imagine being in either's place... Or even between the two...
 
ChrisGabriel said:
"She was always the good girl, me being the bad... We took it to the extremes as the superhero Captain America, and the Winter Soldier... If she accepts your dirty proposal, then I only ask you this: always give us choice that which one of us does something for your service... Who knows, maybe both of us would do it, and if she does not, then I will."

Oh, Becca was still not liking him at all, but she was hating the situation more. Knowing that it was mainly the PantherMan's technology and access to materials that gave him a chance to win... Or at least, Becca thought that she would be able to fight him to a standstill even without her arm if both of them was naked... And she was sure Stephanie could do it better. So, even if they would get naked soon, she just had to wait for the right moment...

Of course, Rebecca also did not hold a grudge, so, if it was anything good, and Stephanie was not against it, she could be a bodyguard. Seeing the Captain naked, and possibly in the throes of orgasm was already selling the kinky outcome to the ColdWarrior.

"Making peace would mean to swallow some other out-cum too, would it? I also need clarification on what you consider dark carnal pleasures... and anything more about this king... Would we service the rightful ruler of Wakanda, or a King, or maybe You? Any of it independent from each other, or be the same? I can imagine a lot, that could happen..."

Meanwhile she just squirmed a little, staring at the dark finger against the white breast and erect nipple. Licking her lips while speaking, she could imagine being in either's place... Or even between the two...
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"My treaty, my conditions...I'll decide who I fuck, when I fuck and how I fuck. You either accept this or perish. I'm giving you an out and all you have to do is give yourself to me on good faith. All my bodyguard brides are committed by divine order to provide special comfort to their king, it's Wakandan custom. You'll be my subjects for an indefinite amount of time." The black man's hands snuggly settled to Stephanie's bounciful rack , feeling her up as he pleased. He talked as if he already owned them. Moving away from the ravishing blonde, he approached Rebecca, reaching into the slit he made earlier with his tip claws, grabbing a handful of her pussy. Unlike with Stephanie, he wasn't nearly as gentle, he grabbed her cunt like she tried to go for his balls.



"You'll be serving me of course." Rubbing her pussy while he made eye contact with her cold blue eyes. "Don't close your legs" He ordered "These dark hand on your milk white body, kinda fucking hot, isn't it? You really want to take my thick black cock and eat her out, don't you? How lewd. " It was almost like he could read her thoughts. He licked his lips engaging her more directly, he kept going at a feverish pace, trying to pull everything out of her into his hand. He withdrew his hand just as it was coated in her slimy clear squirt, holding it up to her eyes, showing her what she produced. "Your dark carnal fantasies"
 
"I would do what it takes... What She asks me to do. If only to recover our lost ... friendship." Becca almost said love, but as it was mainly her lusting after Stephanie. She did not knew if the Captain even realized it, and ever wanted to do something about it. Surely not until they was both lost to each other. Also not so surprising that Becca got the name Winter Soldier - well, next to getting the family name Winter bestowed on her - as she felt cold, and was not thawing out until she got her eyes on Stephanie again at the start of their fight.
 
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