we'd hold on tight for our lives to each other

[pursuitofcappiness]

Who Bruce Banner, Clint Barton, Peggy Carter, Phil Coulson, Steve Rogers, Tony Stark (somehow these ended up both alphabetical by first AND last name wtf)
What Synergyyyyyyy, shitting on Deborah's desk... j/k, they're just having a little get-together.
Where Somewhere inside, by the cornucopia
When Sometime week 1
Warnings/Notes None I can think of.

Steve takes a good look around before going into the room and shutting the door behind him, grabbing a piece of furniture and handing one to Peggy as well, in case they need it for defense. His plan? Wait for the others to arrive, hope no one crashes the party.

He makes sure to stand in front, in case there's a miscommunication. Yeah, not a solid plan, but it'll be better once everyone arrives.

Comments

[onthedot]

"Evening the field then." Good and bad news there. She couldn't fathom the ability to strip people of power without being aware of it while happening. It begged so many questions, the least being what else could they do, if they could rip what made people special straight from their veins.

"Small favors for some."

She could concede that it would be a problem for many others. "I wonder how it fell so far."

Because even at war America had been a land of determination and hope. It was kind of ridiculous, actually, how very intense the American people could be. Something massive must have happened. Something no one had seen before to bring things so low as this.

[hasacondition]

He does an awkward little half-smile of acknowledgement before eagerly latching on to the new subject. "I've tried poking around a little, but the most I know is that these... games have something to do with a rebellion. Punishment for a rebellion."

And his little attempts to poke around at more than that didn't go over so well, not when the most historical stuff he could find was recordings of the previous fights. Lots of them, back when people died for real. He hadn't watched long.