Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations
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				Title: <strong>Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Veluux</strong> on <strong>27-06-2012, 07:40:40</strong>
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				<hr><br><div align="center">(http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/jotunusmc/outer-space-lights-planets-earth-satellite-new-york-city-international-space-station-soyuz-new-jersey-north-america-long-island.jpg)</div><br><div align="center">(http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/jotunusmc/931870_70514555-1.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font">EARTH - ALL OTHER LOCATIONS</span></span></div><br><hr>
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				Post by: <strong>ambrosial</strong> on <strong>30-06-2012, 02:16:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/jotunusmc/MAN-18279.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jane Foster<br><strong>Title:</strong> (future) Stark Industries Consultant<br><strong>Locale:</strong> Ontario, Canada<br><strong>Time:</strong> 10:00 pm, Wednesday<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Everyone<br><br><hr><br>Sometimes, she thought she was really crazy. <em>Actually</em> crazy. That she’d dreamed it all up in some delusional&nbsp; fit - the bridge theory, inter-stellar travel in ancient times, other worlds, Thor, all of it.<br><br>But Jane Foster still had her notebook, proof that she <em>wasn’t</em> insane. Her research had basis in scientific reality, and Thor and the rest of the Asgardians were real as well. She wasn’t as certain about the status of her “relationship” with the demigod, if you could call it that. Put a whole new twist on “long-distance,” for sure, but with barely any communication between them except for a few rare visits in the years since they’d met…Jane had to wonder if she was confusing her conflicting emotions for love. <br><br>What mattered, though, was her research. And now she was able to continue doing what she loved (without any government influence breathing down her neck) and felt closer every day to finding real evidence.<br><br>Tonight, she was in another cramped camper converted into a lab and living quarters, poring over her notes from earlier in the day. She’d come to northern Ontario to follow up a new lead. Anthropology certainly wasn’t her field of expertise (though she'd loved indigenous cultures since she was a girl), but she still thought she might be onto something with the Ojibwe, and she hoped her interviews with tribal elders who still remembered the old oral histories might unearth some truths. <br><br>They were reluctant to speak openly to her, but what she’d learned so far was that one of their tribal legends bared some resemblance to other ancient people’s tales that might correlate with extraterrestrial visitors. According to legend, at the tribe’s origins, seven great <em>miigis</em> - radiant or iridescent beings - appeared to them to teach them the <em>mide</em>, spiritual medicine or magic.&nbsp; But one of the beings was too powerful and killed the humans in its presence. The remaining six, however, remained long enough to establish the six clans - <em>doodem</em> - of the tribes before disappearing again. <br><br><em>Sounded like a pretty familiar story.</em> In the next few weeks, she’d arrange a visit to view some of the oldest <em>wiigwaasabak</em> and hoped she could find recorded evidence of her theories in those birch-bark scrolls.<br><br>Jane <em>knew</em> she was right. She just had to prove it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>blakel</strong> on <strong>02-07-2012, 22:46:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b52/jotunusmc/the-avengers-image09.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">&nbsp; <strong>Name:</strong> Captain Steve Rogers<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong> Captain America<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong> Brooklyn, NY<br>&nbsp; <strong>Time:</strong> 6:30 AM EST, Friday<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong> N/A<br><br><br></span></span><hr><br><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">He was at the recruitment center for the U.S. armed forces. For the third time. His application was being denied. For the third time. He was being injected with the serum, giving him superhuman strength and stamina. He was in Germany, leading a specialized team to stop Hydra from harnessing the Tesseract's power to make weapons. He had been on the aircraft set out for bombing the United States. And he was piloting the plane when it crashed into an ice field.<br><br>Steve Rogers awoke with a start. He realized that he had passed out sometime last night while training in the underground gym that S.H.E.I.L.D. had provided for him. Not that he was worried that anyone would find him there. Director Fury had been the only one who knew about the place, and seeing as he was in hot water with the powers above him, no one was aware of where Steve had been at the present time. Not that he minded at all. In fact, he generally preferred to train without any distractions. He was able to train better when he was concentrated on what it was he was doing.<br><br>He thought back to his dreams. It hadn't been since before the Chitari invasion that he had flashbacks. A long time had passed since he had fought Hydra, even from his own perspective. He had other duties now, specifically to S.H.E.I.L.D. and the Avengers.&nbsp; He got up and and stretched, and then proceeded to check the cellphone that S.H.E.I.L.D. had issued him. He had missed calls from both Maria and Tony, as well as messages from both wanting to know where he was. He ignored the calls, knowing that they were really in a power struggle. He disliked both of their agendas. He knew that Tony was trying to control the Avengers as much as possible to inflate his already massively-sized ego. He didn't know Maria as much, but he did know that S.H.E.I.L.D. had been putting funding into using the Tesseract to make weaponry, making him not trust them in general. Either way, the two of them had been focussing too much energy into obtaining power, without emphasis on getting things done. But that wasn't what was important.<br><br>What was important was training for the next time that the Avengers were called on. He took a punching bag from a line, and hung it on a chain suspended from the ceiling. He realized since the Chitari invasion that even with his superhuman strength and stamina, he knew that he was the least powerful of all members of the team. His shield helped him a lot, but without it he would be nowhere near as powerful as Thor or Tony, let alone Bruce. Even the 'weaker' members, Natasha and Clint, had skill sets which he couldn't hope to match. Which placed him as the weakest link in the chain. He was the most vulnerable, and thus in need of the most training. If the team was to do better, then he would have to improve. All the while while rethinking the training's impetus, he was punching the bag harder and harder until the chain snapped. Breathing heavily, he picked up another bag, hanging it up. He didn't have time to rest.</span></span></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Golden Touch</strong> on <strong>07-07-2012, 06:48:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.briggsphoto.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/liv-tyler-wallpapers.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Elizabeth 'Betty' Ross<br><strong>Title:</strong> <em>Soon-to-be</em> Director of Communications of SHIELD<br><strong>Location:</strong> Somewhere over the United States<br><strong>Time:</strong> 4:00 pm Thursday<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Iron Man</span></span><br><hr><hr><br>The brunette crossed and uncrossed her legs, only partially uncomfortable on this flight. The private jet was powering across the States, carrying her to SHIELD to become the newest Director of Communications. The old position was recently emptied since Maria Hill had taken on the head honcho job. She had not been paying much attention to anything outside her school work, her exams still fresh in her mind. To be offered this job meant Maria Hill was either foolish or up to something. Considering what she knew intimately about her father's cunning and dominant personality- she suspected being 'up to something' was highly more likely. <br><br>Elizabeth glanced out the window, watching the land below and the clouds that laced across her vision. She pulled out her Ipad to distract herself, pressing an earbud into the delicate channel of her ear. Her music crooned to life, her blue eyes fixed on the images and diagrams she began to fiddle with. There was definitely something to said about her intelligence as she pieced together whatever was glowing across the screen. However much time passed between the puzzles, she eventually looked up- glancing out the window again. <br><br>She thought of him with a heart-stopping lurch, realizing how little she had had time to do so until now. Bruce Banner, her on again off again sweetie had disappeared for a while. He was a slippery fish when you were actually looking but he liked to show up without much notice. She scrubbed her face, and tried to focus again. It seemed impossible then, since now the whether to's or why for's were bouncing around in her head. Bruce was inflicted with Gamma Radiation, which lead him to have was she had fondly dubbed, 'Going Shrek.' It was a little more around the bush so to speak and no one really questioned after that.&nbsp; <br><br>Missing him was hard sometimes, but she had to come to terms with it. Her 'loving' relationships were few and far between lately. Her father had never been anything but a guardian since her mother had passed on... And losing Bruce again was disappointing. She may have to take matters into her own hands at some point. Perhaps this job could help her. The curve of her lips turned smug, thoughtful and downright evil. Personal gain to find Bruce... Perhaps. Mollified in the thought, she settled into her chair. No more waiting for her Knight in Shining Armor... Perhaps it was time to make sure she wasn't the damsel in distress.<br><br>Maybe?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Veluux</strong> on <strong>07-07-2012, 12:03:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k9pcZkVuAoI/SD4aWWspnYI/AAAAAAAABw0/FZ3jRJNro8A/s400/ironman_l.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Tony Stark<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong> Iron Man<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong> In-flight somewhere above the U.S.<br>&nbsp; <strong>Time:</strong> 4:18pm Thursday<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong> <strong>Elizabeth Ross</strong></span></span><br><br><br><hr><br><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Tony was cruising along at a brisk pace, quickly gaining ground on the private jet - that was actually heading in his direction. His HUD telescoped forward several miles into the distance at the small aircraft bearing down on him. He grinned slightly, they were heading straight for each other. He wasn't sure if the pilots had even seen him coming or not, so he rolled out of the way in an agile spin right as the plane closed in. Tony banked hard, curving back around to trail the aircraft as it continued on its course. He pressed his toes down a little further - the in-flight control for increasing his acceleration. His boots flared and he quickly caught up.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;He maneuvered himself in close, flying not more than ten feet from the side of the aircraft. Through one of the middle windows he could see Elizabeth sitting in one of the comfortable leather chairs browsing on her tablet. Jarvis - practically an extension of Tony's own mind - hacked into the Bluetooth of her tablet and a small window opened in the center of her screen with a picture of Tony. Through her speakers he spoke, waving to her from the outside of the plane.<strong> "Hello Betty. Congratulations on the new job."</strong> He figured that Elizabeth had some hunch about Maria's plans for her - she was too smart not to at least wonder about it. The fact that she was on the plane heading to SHIELD meant that she'd accepted the job, which also meant that she cared too much about seeing Bruce to worry too much about Maria's ulterior motives. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;That made his offer easy to make. <strong>"I thought I'd catch you before you wasted your time with SHIELD and Hill. With Stark Industries expanding, and the Avengers moving in... we're going to need someone to handle the PR for the team, as well as help Ms. Potts handle the communications and management of Stark Industries."</strong> Tony hated beating around the bush - unless he was bored and wanted to irritate the receiving party. He left only a moment of silence before he continued. <strong>"Look. You and I both know why Maria is bringing you to SHIELD. Why not fulfill the same role with us, closer to Bruce - and without the politics? You'll be free to come and go as you please, without Maria forcing you on to Bruce."</strong> The last part was the key. He didn't have much more to offer Betty than SHIELD did. True she would be closer to Bruce - but did he even want that? He knew Betty had kept her distance, at the request of Banner; maybe he was ready to have her back in his life - and maybe he wasn't. Either way, he knew that Betty would want to be in control of that. She would be much more comfortable knowing that she wouldn't be invading Bruce's life on orders from SHIELD when he didn't want her there.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>"So what do you say?"</strong><br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br></span></span></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Golden Touch</strong> on <strong>12-07-2012, 08:02:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.briggsphoto.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/liv-tyler-wallpapers.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Elizabeth 'Betty' Ross<br><strong>Title:</strong> Director of Communications- Stark Industries<br><strong>Location:</strong> Somewhere over the United States<br><strong>Time:</strong> 4:20 pm Thursday<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Iron Man</span></span><br><hr><hr><br>Lost in her calculations and figures, she was a bit startled when her screen popped up a window with an image of the face of Tony Stark. The voice in her ear was familiar, and her lips curved in a wry smile. <strong>"Thank you, Tony. I did not know that information was public yet..."</strong> The woman teased, knowing full well he loved to stick his nose where it did not belong. Not only was Stark the brilliant mind behind Stark Industries, but Iron Man as well. It was hard to ignore the flashy suit, which the light glinting off the red and gold caught her peripherals and she gasped. Knight in Shining Armor indeed. The man had balls. Elizabeth lifted her hand, waving in a distracted sort of manner. <br><br><em>"I thought I'd catch you before you wasted your time with SHIELD and Hill. With Stark Industries expanding, and the Avengers moving in... we're going to need someone to handle the PR for the team, as well as help Ms. Potts handle the communications and management of Stark Industries. Look. You and I both know why Maria is bringing you to SHIELD. Why not fulfill the same role with us, closer to Bruce - and without the politics? You'll be free to come and go as you please, without Maria forcing you on to Bruce."</em><br><br>He proposed an alternative plan that had a few holes, and honestly- she was not sure she had completely made up her mind! <strong>"How do you know that I want to see Bruce? Or that he even wants to see me? And for the love of God, you had to come in person... Er, well suit,"</strong> Betty amended and shook her head as she watching him fly along side the private jet. She rubbed away at her temple again and could not help the smile. <strong>"I accept your job offer, Tony."</strong> This had to be the weirdest thing to happen to her lately.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Veluux</strong> on <strong>12-07-2012, 08:54:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k9pcZkVuAoI/SD4aWWspnYI/AAAAAAAABw0/FZ3jRJNro8A/s400/ironman_l.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Tony Stark<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong> Iron Man<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong> In-flight somewhere above the U.S.<br>&nbsp; <strong>Time:</strong> 4:21pm Thursday<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong> <strong>Elizabeth Ross</strong> Maria Hill, Pepper Potts, Black Widow</span></span><br><br><br><hr><br><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Tony laughed lightly at Betty's responses to his pressing offer - and also the way in which he had done so. She was quite savvy indeed. Tony didn't expect others to be as amazingly brilliant as himself, but he always enjoyed it when someone could be at least partially competitive for a moment. It was a battle that few won with Tony, he always had a quip sitting on the end of his tongue, and when he didn't... his mind was quick to formulate one on the fly. <strong>"Wonderful. However, Thor and I's relationship is strictly business, so you'll have to look elsewhere for your superhero man on man fantasy."</strong> He chuckled at his own play on her choice of wording, even if she didn't find it funny - he <em>always</em> found his own jokes to be right on the mark.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>"If this baby had room for two I'd offer you a ride back to Avengers HQ"</strong> he said, and she could probably hear the grin in his voice. <strong>"Oh well... I'll ring up Happy and have a car waiting for you at JFK. Look forward to working with you Miss Ross."</strong> And with that Tony ended the call and spun off to the left; all Betty could see was the flare of his palms and feet as the Iron Man suit rocketed off ahead of the private jet. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Tony was beaming to himself - obviously proud of his accomplishment.<strong> "All in a day's work... Jarvis,"</strong> he paused, <strong>"hack into the SHIELD flight schedule and redirect that plane to New York. Post the flight change order with Natasha's authorization code. And then send me the coordinates for SHIELD's Helicarrier.</strong>" Tony had every angle covered. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Jarvis voice chimed in through his speakers again, "I'm impressed sir. After Natasha gets lectured for that move, you'll have managed to anger three women within the span of an hour."<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>"Is that a new record?"</strong> Tony replied.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;"And not just any three women," Jarvis continued, "but the three women in your personal life that have the power to make you pay dearly, I might add."<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>"Jarvis have you never heard the term 'Shoot first, ask questions later'?"</strong><br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;"Indeed I have sir. I believe I've heard Miss Romanov use that phrase on several occasions..."<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Tony's eyes narrowed. <strong>"Touché."</strong> Pepper would be livid, but she would get over it, especially once she sees the importance of having Betty working in house rather than with SHIELD. Maria, well, Tony's existence alone angered her... so that was nothing new. He was, however, slightly worried about using the Black Widow in his scheme. He mentally winced at the thought of the next sparring match the two would have together. He'd requested Natasha train him in hand to hand combat - in the event that his suit failed - which it occasionally did after enough wear and tear. He was absolutely positive she used the lessons to work out her revenge for each and every comment he made that got under her skin - if it was even possible for anyone to do so. Yes. He contemplated taking some pain killers before that match even started. She was devilishly good at what she did, and had no qualms about sending him on a trip to the medical bay. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;At least he was learning though.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;When Jarvis uploaded the coordinates to his HUD, Tony adjusted his course for SHIELD HQ. He didn't <em>have</em> to tell Maria about Betty's new job... but he <strong>wanted</strong> to. And he'd been wondering where Director Fury had disappeared to as well. He could go find out while he's there anyways. He didn't yet have any idea as to Agent Hill's promotion, but that was probably just some built up karma Stark had coming anyways.</span></span></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kaiser Maverick</strong> on <strong>14-07-2012, 01:57:40</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://i1148.photobucket.com/albums/o566/thenightisnear/Fave%20Characters/cb2.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Clint Barton<br><strong>Title:</strong> Hawkeye<br><strong>Location:</strong> Somalia, eliminating a drug lord.<br><strong>Time:</strong> 12:00 PM<br><strong>Tags:</strong> None</span></span><br><hr><br>Even with his advanced eyesight, he didn't see how such a mix up. He ordered for at LEAST ten guards but S.H.I.E.L.D only sent him two...great. There was a bright side to this as these agents were some of the best in the business. One dealt in explosive ordinance and the other was really good at close to mid range combat. This left Hawkeye on his sniping roost where he kept a firm eye on his targets jeep. He rarely used his binoculars and if he needed a better view, he'd just squint. From there, the first agent set a small visible piece of C4 on the front tire while the other was busy taking out the guards on guard duty. She was especially nimble as well and this guy definitely knew his ordinance. He would definitely ask for them in the near future.<br><br>The made it clear out of site once they finished their jobs and that is when the sirens for the compound rang. A guard found two others dead in a broom closet. Everyone was scrambling around and getting ready to deal with the enemy but Hawkeye was already on that. Three guards hit down instant and fire broke out everywhere. He hit the button on the shaft of the bow and it switched to the explosive time and he aimed it just right. It was aimed as soon as the drug lord went into the jeep along with three other armed soldiers. The engine started and Clint released, firing the arrow and sending the jeep into a massive fireball. With that, the signal was set and a army of S.H.I.E.L.D agents came in with tank and jets, ready to arrest or kill any once who resisted. Yeah, just another day at the office. After all this would be taken care of, Clint dreamed of a nice warm shower aboard the helicarrier.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JDrew Spider</strong> on <strong>20-07-2012, 09:56:54</strong>
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				&nbsp;<div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ec5.pinterest.com/upload/172051648234862965_MIFvdWaM_b.jpg)</div><br><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Natasha Romanoff<br><strong>Code Name:</strong> <span class="bbc_u">Black Widow</span><br><strong>Location:</strong> Russia<br><strong>Time:</strong> 10:00 AM<br></span><br></div><hr><hr><hr>Looking at her watch she approached the ticket master who asked <strong>“Как Вас зовут?”</strong>*<br><br><strong>“Natalia Natasha Alianovna Romanova.”<br></strong><br><strong>“Наслаждайтесь вашей поездкой.”</strong> * he uttered under his breath.<br><br><strong>“Я буду благодарить Вас.” </strong><br><br>The Black Widow an Avenger, but did she really have something to avenge or was she just following orders. Natasha had been a good agent, she still is and to this day there was nothing else she would rather do- well maybe a few things. However she had grabbed the chance to be a part of something much better than anything she could of hoped. However in the back of her mind Loki’s words still echoed.<br><br><br><em>YOU LIE AND KILL…YOU PRETEND TO BE SELFLESS AND HAVE YOUR OWN CODE, SOMETHING THAT MAKES UP FOR THE HORRORS, BUT THEY ARE PART OF YOU AND THEY WILL NEVER GO AWAY</em><br><br>However sometimes just taking the order was all that mattered. She didn’t care who it was from or for what she just did it. It was that simple, never asking questions, never having that doubt or fear to just pull the trigger before walking away. Her biggest fear was failure of completion, she had never failed to complete-Never. In her life she had played so many roles so many characters, and her body? Her body was a machine that could bleed, that’s all. Her will had been built up quickly over time along with her various abilities. If she didn’t want to be seen she wouldn’t, but if she did she had already thought five steps ahead as to why one would have noticed her.<br><br>She had been a faithful servant of her country in a time when American continuity had been her target, but now? Now she was working for them, with them for the time being.<br><br>Bart had been the closest thing to a person she could trust. Unlike that undermining Tony Stark who believed he could hack into anything and pluck apart people secrets like berries, which was kind of amusing she had to admit. She had worked with Bart on several missions before the Avengers Initiative became active and it was honestly the best fun she had in her life as far as she remembered.&nbsp; On the field she and Bart were complete opposites yet one and the same. Even in most relationships it was hard to find that kind of chemistry. especially when each moment meant your ass. He had spared her a fate that most spies couldn’t escape and from then on she would always be a faithful comrade.<br><br>Boarding the train she took a seat next to a window before pulling out a piece of paper with several names on it, all the names were crossed out but two. Taking a pen from her purse she crossed out the second to last name before smiling and placing the contents back in her bag and closing her eyes. Pretty soon all the red would be gone.<br><br>Как Вас зовут= what’s your name?<br>“Наслаждайтесь вашей поездкой”= enjoy your trip.<br>Я буду благодарить Вас= I will thank you.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>20-07-2012, 20:17:35</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatright">(http://media.comicvine.com/uploads/5/59088/1882802-thor_2011_wallpaper_movie_wallpaper_15.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Thor Odinson<br><strong>Title:</strong> God of Thunder<br><strong>Location:</strong> Earth, above Hawaiian Islands; Mount Mauna Loa<br><strong>Time:</strong> 11:51 AM Western Time<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Several very frightened tourists</span></span><br><br>Thor's body had suffered some due to the uncomfortable experience of traveling through a dark energy wormhole, the only possible means of transportation from one realm to another, and when he arrived on Earth, he was ejected in mid-air. Normally this would not have been a problem but the conditions inside the wormhole had been such that he was extremely disoriented and weakened, to the point where his sudden arrival in a more tolerable environment did not help him recover, but instead finally caused him to faint. His lifeless body plummeted at terminal velocity toward an island in the middle of a large body of water. It was only because Thor's body began to react to the radical mixture of heat and cold from his descent that shook him from his stupor, but even that did not enable him to take immediate action. Thor's vision was blurred and it took him a few moments to process the fact that he was in fact still falling. In fact, he was still so disoriented that it was only seconds before he plunged head-first into a boiling pool of molten rock that he was able to react in time to save himself. Giving the weakest thrust of Mjolnir he had ever done, he barely managed to avert his course in time, being pulled to the side in the nick of time, bursting out of the volcano's side and being dragged down by the rubble that followed.<br><br>Thor skidded down the side of the mountain like a human rockslide, dragging a trail of dust and debris down with him as his impact speed slowly lost momentum, and at last he came to a complete halt at the base of the volcano, when he very violently collided with an empty jeep that flipped completely over as he bounced back and lay face-down in the sand, not unconscious, but just so shook up and confused, he didn't move for several minutes.<br><br>The tour group to which the jeep belonged were in awe of what they saw. At first they thought it might have been a volcanic rock ejected by the force of an eruption, but when Thor slowed down enough for them to see it was a man, they were even more shocked. So when he crashed into the vehicle they were going to take up to the top was knocked over, it was no surprise that they thought the poor, strangely-dressed man was quite dead. A sandal-ed foot belonging to an intrepid grandfather gently tapped Thor's ribs as if there could have been any way for a person to survive such a thing. Thor simply clutched a handful of sand and waved the old man away, who promptly screamed and ran back to hide behind his five-year-old granddaughter.<br><br>Thor shakily made his way up on one knee and looked around. His damp, sweaty hair was caked with dirt, rocks and sand, as were his face and arms. He looked a fright, and felt like it too. Wiping the mud from his eyes, he looked around at the mortals gaping at him and thought of something to say. He needed information, after all. Not being a native, he couldn't just intuit where where the man called Fury was. Of course, these people looked horrified so he decided to alter his appearance to become more personable before he communicated with them. He walked past them towards the surf and dropped Mjolnir at the water's edge. The cape and armor he wore about his torso and arms vanished in an electrical surge, and he disappeared under the water for a minute, washing away the remnants of his catastrophic arrival.<br><br>Emerging from the sea moments later, he approached the still stunned tourists and hoped that they spoke the same language as Jane Foster. <strong>"I require your assistance."</strong> he announced loudly as he competed with the crashing waves for the dominant sound. <strong>"I seek the location of the Man of Iron, the one called Stark. Where can I find Stark, the Man of Iron?"</strong> he asked them, eying each of them in turn, including the five-year-old. The tour guide, who appeared to be of native Hawaiian descent, pointed to the East. <br><br><strong>"Uh...that direction. About 2000 miles in that direction."</strong> he guessed, too scared to find his iPhone and check his accuracy.<br><br>Thor smiled and took the man's pointing hand, shaking it. <strong>"My thanks to you, my friend. Farewell."</strong> Letting go of the man's hand, Thor cast his arm back towards the water, where Mjolnir lay. It rocketed up from the sand and into his hand before Thor thrust it in the direction the man had pointed, and flew off before their very eyes.<br><br><strong>"Grampa, I don't want to see the volcano anymore, that guy's cooler!"</strong> the five-year-old tugged on her grandfather's shirt and pointed after the flying Asgardian.<br><br>Thor raced towards New York, not knowing exactly how long the 2000 mile journey would take, and debating whether it might be better to perhaps summon an unnatural thunderstorm to draw the attention of SHIELD to him rather than seeking them out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ambrosial</strong> on <strong>06-08-2012, 16:35:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://data.whicdn.com/images/12895752/Natalie-Portman_mid_large.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jane Foster<br><strong>Title:</strong> (future) Stark Industries Consultant<br><strong>Locale:</strong> Ontario, Canada<br><strong>Time:</strong> 4:00 pm, Eastern Time<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Everyone, <strong>Thor</strong><br><br><hr><br>Jane slammed the door of her trailer shut behind her with a sigh, tossing her notebook onto the already crowded table - if the tiny space of mica countertop could be <em>called</em> a table. She’d been trying all day to transcribe a few interviews she’d held with the Ojibwe, but they were still (perhaps rightfully so) reluctant to speak to her, and what progress she did make in conversation was impeded by her own halting command of the language.<br><br><em>Maybe she was going about this the wrong way.</em><br><br>She dolefully dug out a can of beans from the cabinet but decided against heating them on the stove. Her work had spilled over into the “kitchen,” and moving all of it would take more energy than she had. Jane leaned against the stove and ate her beans cold, straight from the can.<br><br><em>God, she really needed to clean this place up. It was a complete mess.</em> Her eyes roamed over the chaos that was her living and research space, mentally playing a game of Tetris to try, in vain, to decide where to put things in the cramped confines, when something caught her eye.<br><br>A blip. On one of her monitors. <br><br>Her heart skipped a beat. That could only mean one thing. Jane shoved the can of beans aside and hurried over to the equipment, studying the signature pattern reflected on its screen. Her new gear was hardly as good as her old stuff, and she was missing a lot of basic components, but there was no mistaking it. A wormhole.<br><br>Jane couldn’t tell exactly <em>where</em> though with her current set-up (and cursed SHIELD under her breath for that), but by the looks of it, the wormhole had appeared almost an hour ago and had vanished in the same time frame. So, it could be either very good news or very bad news. And there was one easy way to find out.<br><br>She flipped open her laptop, grateful for the camper’s wifi. It didn’t take her long to find what she was looking for. Twitter was already all abuzz with a pic some teenager from Kansas had snapped of a blonde man, wielding a hammer and looking very, <em>very</em> out of place with the Hawaiian scenery in the background.<br><br>Jane giggled through her nose, unable to hold back her elation and mirth. <em>He always has to make an entrance, huh?</em><br><br>There was no way to tell where Thor was <em>now</em> though, but Jane had a few good ideas of where to look. Tomorrow morning, she had an new job to do.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>06-08-2012, 21:59:30</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatright">(http://img2.timeinc.net/ew/dynamic/imgs/110503/Thor_320.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Thor Odinson<br><strong>Title:</strong> God of Thunder<br><strong>Location:</strong> Flying over Western United States: California - en route to New York (Stark Tower)<br><strong>Time:</strong> 1:47 PM Western Time<br><strong>Tags:</strong>A Wendy's restaurant full of people</span></span><br><br>As Thor departed from Hawaii towards the West, he felt his energy waning and realized that the dark energy tunnel had taken more out of him than he had realized. He was still seeing nothing but water underneath him as he soared to the California coastline, and wondered if this was such a good idea after all. If he could try to call Stark, or SHIELD, to him, then that would probably be better than just flying aimlessly across the plains and hoping to find them. They would never be able to exceed his traveling speed and efficiency of course but if he could at least speak with them, inform them of his grave revelation, then that could help get the other Avengers organized before Loki had a chance to start causing any major damage.<br><br>This idea was helped along by a ravenous hunger developing in Thor and as he passed unknowingly over Tony's old home in Malibu, he decided he needed to stop somewhere and get something to eat. In this era of Midgard's history, their ability to communicate on a global scale was exactly what he needed and even the poorest simpleton had access to such things, so he could ask anybody to help him while he satiated his appetite. A large sign with a friendly-looking girl smiling on it, apparently named Wendy, caught his eye. He swooped down and landed neatly in the parking lot where every space was taken. Looking up to see people wide-mouthed and staring at him through the plate-glass windows, he tried to act naturally, like he hadn't just fallen out of the sky and landed as gently as a feather.<br><br>Walking inside the establishment, hammer still in hand, he couldn't continue not noticing the numerous camera phones recording his entrance. He was just glad he wasn't wearing his signature cape and armor or that might have really freaked them out. A friendly-looking blond woman who was sitting closest to him and recording him started to tremble as he approached her. <strong>"Pardon me, my good lady, but might I ask you to show me how to use this device?"</strong> he asked her politely, tapping the top of her phone gently. <strong>"It is rather urgent, I assure you. I must get into contact with the Man of Iron, Stark. Him, or the other Avengers, Captain America or the man called Fury. Do you know of them?"</strong> he inquired. The fast-food restaurant was now filled with chatter. Thor's stomach growled loudly and broke the near-silence. <strong>"Excuse me..."</strong> Thor blushed, turning back towards the counter where the smell of cooking food was the strongest. <strong>"Bring me your largest serving of meat."</strong> he called over to the person at the register.<br><br>As Thor downed his third triple cheeseburger and demanded another, the blond woman sat beside him surfing the internet on her iPhone, trying to find a phone number for Tony Stark that didn't get redirected to an automated directory, and failing that, trying to look up Nick Fury and SHIELD, though of course such things were classified to the public. Thor didn't seem to notice as he downed a large Frosty, although he scared the shit out of everyone in the restaurant when he experience brain freeze for the first time by drinking it too fast and dropped Mjolnir, creating a minor tremor. <strong>"My apologies! That was an accident."</strong> he stood up to reassure everyone, though he let Mjolnir rest, not wanting any more mishaps to occur. No one but he could lift it anyway.<br><br>By the time Thor finished off 40 spicy chicken nuggets and the entire tank of lemonade from the front counter, they had made no progress in reaching anyone of any importance. Luckily the blond wasn't a stereotypical 'dumb blond' and decided to just get Mapquest directions to Stark Tower. Thor would have to fly low and pay attention to freeway signs but it would be the fastest way to get where he needed. He thanked the restaurant patrons and employees and departed, not realizing that because he mentioned Tony Stark's name, they were planning on billing him for the food and the hole in the floor he had created.<br><br>Thor took to the air once more, soaring over the interstate and heading back toward New York, hoping he would not be too late. It would take him roughly six hours at his current rate of travel, meaning it would be dark by the time he arrived. He hoped Stark Tower was lit up brightly enough for him to see from afar.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Madriv</strong> on <strong>07-08-2012, 16:31:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m8dw35dh6K1qlm4z8o1_500.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Loki Laufeyson<br><strong>Title:</strong> God of Mischief<br><strong>Location:</strong> Ontario, Canada, on the shore of Lake Superior<br><strong>Time:</strong> 2:00 PM EST<br><strong>Tags:</strong> None </span></span><br><hr><br>Moving through space and time via Tesseract was nothing like the violent rush of traveling the Bifrost. It was more like... stepping through a veil. One moment in Asgard, in Midgard the next. Such a&nbsp; civilized method of travel.<br><br>It took a bit longer to locate one tiny human mind on a globe packed with millions. Recalling the images and impressions from Solvig's mind he teased out the strands that stank of <em>her</em>. That woman. A visit to his brother's mortal whore was long overdue. He some some idea, now, of her general geographic location, but it would take some time to find her nestled in this rugged land. <br><br>Loki settled himself on a rocky outcrop overlooking a vast, dark lake. The place appealed to him greatly; ley lines ran thick and full beneath the icy waters. Knowing what he did about Jane and her feeble search for ways to walk the universe, she would likely be attracted to points of such power. Humans loved their stories about visits from more advanced creatures than themselves. With so much concentrated energy surging below, there had to be many such stories in this corner of Midgard.<br><br>Casting his thoughts along the ribbons of power, he hunted for her. He would find her. Then he would know how she spun that cloying web of softness he'd seen in his brother's eyes.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ambrosial</strong> on <strong>07-08-2012, 17:44:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://data.whicdn.com/images/12895752/Natalie-Portman_mid_large.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jane Foster<br><strong>Title:</strong> (future) Stark Industries Consultant<br><strong>Locale:</strong> Ontario, Canada<br><strong>Time:</strong> 4:30 pm, Eastern Time <br><strong>Tags:</strong> Everyone, <strong>Thor</strong>, <strong>Loki</strong><br><br><hr><br><em>Was he coming for her?</em> <br><br>Jane chewed on the end of a lock of brown hair, staring at her laptop. She was piled up in the small bed in the camper, hair pulled into a loose pony tail. From the newest social media updates, Thor certainly was headed east, and maybe her way.&nbsp; (The pictures from the unsuspecting Wendy's crowd had sent her into a rather undignified gigglefit). <br><br>She had to remind herself that the demi-god could have more...important matters to deal with than visiting his sometimes, maybe girlfriend. After all, last time, when the Chitauri attacked, he'd had to deal with that first, so...<br><br>So, yeah, she shouldn't be getting herself all worked up waiting for him. Jane had even considered changing out of her comfy camisole into something sexier, but she had to chastise herself for the thought. She was a reasonable, logical woman. She wouldn't wait around for some man to come find her. (Even if being around Thor made her feel like a giddy schoolgirl).<br><br>Besides, she didn't own any sexy lingerie <em>anyway</em>.<br><br>Reassured with these down-to-earth encouragements, Jane grabbed her notebook and started typing the transcript she'd made of her interviews and notes into a more organized, legible digital form. She lost track of time in her work, thoughts sometimes drifting to Thor, and would have no idea that some <em>other</em> Asgardian was searching for her isolated trailer for more nefarious purposes. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Madriv</strong> on <strong>11-08-2012, 17:40:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m8l9kt4YrT1r9f2g6o1_500.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Loki, disguised as Thor<br><strong>Title:</strong> God of Mischief<br><strong>Location:</strong> Ontario, Canada<br><strong>Time:</strong> 5:17 PM EST<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Jane </span></span><br><hr><br>It was hours later when he finally located the shadow of her mind. Solvig believed her smart as a whip and so her thoughts seemed neatly crafted with facts and figures. But there was that nasty golden snarl in her otherwise orderly flow, reeking of his brother. She could hardly wait to see him. Ah, there was nothing quite like making dramatic little mortal dreams come true.<br><br>Loki rose slowly and stretched out his hand in the direction of the girl. Forest and cities and stone fell away as the Tesseract's energy opened the tiny rift that he needed. In the next moment he was standing in a clearing, staring at the strangest little bean-shaped hut he'd ever laid eyes on. Really? That was her home? Thor was in love with some kind of human snail or hermit crab. That was a bit much, even for the thunder god's great empty skull.<br><br>Nevertheless. Loki's features rippled as he shifted shape. His frame stretched and towered, muscles swelled, hair paled to sun-yellow. He became the image of Thor, down to the ostentatious crimson cape that swept the ground at his heels. His fingers cautiously explored the winged helm. It was like wearing a chicken on his head. Loki rolled his eyes, took a deep breath, and crossed the clearing in three strides.<br><br>He pounded on the door of the hut hard enough to leave a dent but not stove the whole flimsy thing in. “Jane! Jane are you here?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ambrosial</strong> on <strong>12-08-2012, 04:59:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://data.whicdn.com/images/12895752/Natalie-Portman_mid_large.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jane Foster<br><strong>Title:</strong> (future) Stark Industries Consultant<br><strong>Locale:</strong> Ontario, Canada<br><strong>Time:</strong>5:18 pm, Eastern<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Loki<br><br><hr><br><em>“Jane! Jane are you here?”</em><br><br>The voice, a little too loud and booming, as always, shook Jane out of her thoughtful reverie, and she dropped the pen whose cap she’d been idly chewing. It was him; he was here!<br><br>She stumbled from the bed, heart beating nervously in her chest, and she cursed herself for feeling like such a giddy teenage girl. Jane ran a hand through her ponytail, though little would smooth its loose wisps now, and opened the door, standing there in a gray camisole and pajama bottoms that clung low on her hips. <br><br>“Yeah, uhm…hi!” Jane said brightly, feeling both immensely relieved to see Thor and incredibly awkward all at once. “I haven’t seen you in a while,” she blurted out the obvious with a faint blush.<br><br>“Do you…wanna come in? I…Of course you do. That’s stupid.” Jane stepped out of the way of the door, giving Thor - or Loki in Thor’s likeness, that is - space to enter, as much space as she could make in the tiny camper. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Madriv</strong> on <strong>15-08-2012, 00:49:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m8l9kt4YrT1r9f2g6o1_500.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Loki, disguised as Thor<br><strong>Title:</strong> God of Mischief<br><strong>Location:</strong> Ontario, Canada<br><strong>Time:</strong> 5:19 PM EST<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Jane </span></span><br><hr><br>Loki was pleasantly surprised, for a change, when the door opened. The girl was truly beautiful for a mortal. Even dressed in rags she had a dark-eyed, smoldering appeal that could not be denied. Apparently even his brother was capable of demonstrating a taste for the finer things in existence once in a great while, and that made his visit all the more delightful indeed.<br><br>He allowed himself to stare at her a moment, blue eyes bright and a wide smile threatening to break his furry jaw in two. As she attempted to back away he reached into the hut, gripped her by her arms, and pulled her into a great bear hug that swept the little thing off her feet. Spinning her in a circle around the clearing, he relished the warmth of her delicate curves pressed against him.<br><br>“Jane, I have missed you! Every moment you have not been in my arms has been an eternity.” He stopped at the doorway. “A cold and lonely eternity.” Reluctantly, he loosened his hold and let her slide down his chest until she stood on the bent metal step, her face almost level with his.<br><br>“And you?” the tall and golden god asked, glancing at his boots as if suddenly unsure. “Have you missed me as well... Jane?” His eyes met hers, shining and full of hope, as he reached for her hand.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ambrosial</strong> on <strong>15-08-2012, 03:09:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://data.whicdn.com/images/12895752/Natalie-Portman_mid_large.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jane Foster<br><strong>Title:</strong> (future) Stark Industries Consultant<br><strong>Locale:</strong> Ontario, Canada<br><strong>Time:</strong>5:20 pm, Eastern<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Loki<br><br><hr><br>Loki was skilled at his craft of illusion, and he must have studied his “adopted” brother’s mannerisms well. For the time being, Jane was blissfully unaware that the Thor before her was anything other than what he appeared to be.<br><br>She was swept into his arms and spun about the clearing in the woods, twinkling stars in the dark night above them. It reminded Jane of one of their first nights together, and she couldn’t hold back the broad smile that brightened her face. <br><br>Her breath came out in a charming giggle as Loki put her back on her feet. “Woo, now I’m a little dizzy.” Jane pressed her palms against his chest, as if to balance herself against his solid weight. “But, of - of <em>course</em> I missed you. I thought I was going crazy, you know, wondering if I’d dreamed it all up.”<br><br>Jane looked up, eyes meeting Loki’s own. “And now here you are!” Her tone mingled into a medley of elation and disbelief, and she swatted in vain again at a few loose strands of hair, freed from her pony tail, before reaching her own hand out to accept his offered palm.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Madriv</strong> on <strong>16-08-2012, 17:08:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m8l9kt4YrT1r9f2g6o1_500.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Loki Laufeyson<br><strong>Title:</strong> God of Mischief<br><strong>Location:</strong> Ontario, Canada<br><strong>Time:</strong> 5:21 PM EST<br><strong>Tags:</strong> None </span></span><br><hr><br>"Thor's" blue eyes glinted green for an instant, illuminated by the feeble light from the hut.<br><br>"A dream? No, 'tis all quite real. I found a way to return to Midgard at last, because you were ever foremost in my mind.” There was a veneer of bitterness in his words as he took her hand and squeezed it, stopping just short of causing her pain. “I longed to see you. I burned with hunger to hold you.”<br><br>The winged helm fell to the ground with a clang as he pushed it off, followed by his spaulders and the heavy crimson cloak. Golden hair framed his face as he leaned close to brush his lips against Jane's. “Now we are together and nothing will part us again.”<br><br>His free hand slid over the curve of her hip. “Do you understand what it means to be the mate of a god?” Loki's brother's voice took on a husky tone. “I have made my choice. You will be my wife, my vessel, recipient of my love and my eternal devotion and-” his powerful hand covered her belly in a possessive caress “-my seed. Does that thrill you, Jane? Are you prepared to receive me?”<br><br>No longer smiling in his usual guileless fashion, “Thor” pulled Jane's hand to his mouth and kissed the inside of her wrist, where the blood beat so strong.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ambrosial</strong> on <strong>16-08-2012, 17:50:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://data.whicdn.com/images/12895752/Natalie-Portman_mid_large.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jane Foster<br><strong>Title:</strong> (future) Stark Industries Consultant<br><strong>Locale:</strong> Ontario, Canada<br><strong>Time:</strong>5:22 pm, Eastern<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Loki<br><br><hr><br>A sense of wrongness prickled at Jane's scalp, at the base of her neck. She couldn't put her finger on it, but something subtle changed in the demi-god's demeanor, and it just didn't seem <em>right.</em> His grip was too strong on her wrist, and she winced.<br>&nbsp;<br>But as parts of Thor's armor fell away and his lips hovered so near to hers, Jane told herself that she was just being critical, overly picky. It had been so long since she'd last seen him; she hardly had any right to complain about him being here <em>now</em>. "I've wanted you too," she reassured him, the disguised Loki's hand sliding down to her hip making her shiver and lean into his touch.<br>&nbsp;<br>The blond's next words though sent a ripple of alarm and confusion through her, and she withdrew a little. Jane stared down at Loki's hand claiming her stomach and then back up to his face, shock clearly on her face.<br>&nbsp;<br>"Wait...<em>what?</em>" They hadn't thought about, hadn't talked about anything more serious than...whatever it was they were now, and "Thor's" sudden turn of mood stung Jane as sharply as a slap across the cheek.<br>&nbsp;<br>"We - Thor, hold up. I'm sure that's how you do things back home, but <em>here</em> you can't just claim a woman as your wife, your - your <em>mate</em>!" The idea of the physical act of "receiving him," as Loki phrased it, had her heart beating with want, but Jane's rational mind told her all of this was way too fast and just...weird.<br>&nbsp;<br>The brunette watched his lips press to her wrist, her own forming a thin line; she gave a tug of her arm, trying to free it from his hold. "Come on, now, Thor, let's...talk about this or something. Don't get all weird on me."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Madriv</strong> on <strong>16-08-2012, 22:00:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m8l9kt4YrT1r9f2g6o1_500.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Loki, disguised as Thor<br><strong>Title:</strong> God of Mischief<br><strong>Location:</strong> Ontario, Canada<br><strong>Time:</strong> 5:24 PM Western Time<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Jane </span></span><br><hr><br>He dropped her wrist as if struck by a serpent. “What? You... you refuse me? After all I've done for this realm? For you?” The thunder god's volume rose as storms gathered in those blue eyes.<br><br>“I shattered the Bifröst to protect Midgard! Defeated both the Destroyer and the Chitauri army to save your people! Imprisoned my own brother,” his voice cracked with emotion, “and defied my father once again just to be with you. Yet after all these trials, you would still deny me...?”<br><br>He took a step back, fists clenched, and stared up at the azure sky. “I sacrificed everything, risked everything, even my immortality, for you. A mortal woman.” He looked back at Jane, his tone growing cold and reproachful. “But to you it means nothing. You would deny me even the slight comfort of your body. You would break my heart without a care. How cruel you mortals can be, Jane Foster.” <br><br>Apparently overcome by pathos, Thor covered his brow with one hand and fell silent. He was half inclined to bawl like a lost child but decided that might be crossing the line at this delicate juncture. It was difficult enough to keep the smile wiped from his face.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ambrosial</strong> on <strong>16-08-2012, 22:47:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://data.whicdn.com/images/12895752/Natalie-Portman_mid_large.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jane Foster<br><strong>Title:</strong> (future) Stark Industries Consultant<br><strong>Locale:</strong> Ontario, Canada<br><strong>Time:</strong>5:25 pm, Eastern<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Loki<br><br><hr><br>For just a moment, something like fear settled in the pit of Jane's stomach at "Thor's" angry outburst. She'd been wary of him before, sure - especially when first encountering the Asgardian in the middle of the desert - but she'd never really been afraid <em>of</em> him. She didn't enjoy the novel sensation.<br>&nbsp;<br>Jane remained quiet throughout Loki's monologue, jaw in a firm line and face pink with some held-back emotion. Her eyes were bright, but she certainly didn't explode into a crying fit just because her lover raised his voice at her (even if said man could crush her like a bug in an instant if he'd wanted to). Not Jane Foster.<br>&nbsp;<br>"Well, I'm certainly <em>flattered</em> you risked your godly status and performed all of those mighty feats for a mere mortal woman," she spat, arms crossed over her chest. "But I didn't ask you to do any of those things! Not one. And I won't be treated like a reward for some 'manly conquest' you think you deserve. I won't." Jane stared at him with that silent fuming glare that only a woman wronged can manage, and then her expression softened, followed by a sigh.<br>&nbsp;<br>"I'm sorry you're hurt, Thor, I am." Her voice was sincere and calm but tinged with a hint of earlier anger. "But I'm not rejecting you. I just don't think it's fair to ask me to just.." Jane gestured hopelessly at the air for the right words. "To just spread my legs for you because you came back." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>17-08-2012, 19:27:03</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatright">(http://filmcreature.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2011/08/MTV_Thor.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-size: 13pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Thor Odinson<br><strong>Title:</strong> God of Thunder<br><strong>Location:</strong> Manhattan - Approaching Stark Tower<br><strong>Time:</strong> 5: 26 PM Eastern Time<br><strong>Tags:</strong>Everyone in Stark Tower</span></span><br><br>Thor had sneezed several times on his way to Stark Tower-unfamiliar with the human superstition that such a thing happens when one is spoken about, he thought nothing of it and simply continued his rapid flight across the Central and Eastern United States as he followed the directions given to him and traveled according to the freeway signs he passed. It had been several hours getting from one end of the country to the other but he was finally getting close, and it was only just barely starting to get dark, for which he was thankful. Their great battle against the Chitauri forces had been during daylight and based on his observation of the terrain around there, flying at his speeds around those enormous edifices with only minimal lighting would have been extremely problematic. Luckily he could still see their outlines glinting as he soared above the rooftops and peeled his eyes for that distinctive font that Stark Tower had its insignia printed in.<br><br>Thor couldn't hide a grin as he finally spotted it, eager not only to sound the alarm that his brother was back up to no good, but also to see his comrades again. It was interesting that in the short time he'd known them, he'd felt as deep a camaraderie with them as he had with the Warriors Three and Sif. Perhaps because they'd been his allies in the fiercest battle he'd ever been a part of. He wondered how they would react to his presence there, knowing it could only mean bad news-and being right about it. Still, there was no time to lose.<br><br>He landed gently on the roof, knowing that anyone he would actually recognize had to be on one of the upper floors, not the bottom level. He didn't understand elevators so he tried a door up there. The knob wouldn't turn so he tried to rip it off. Instead he felt a tiny jolt of electricity that would have fried a normal person if they didn't let go immediately. <strong>"Is this some kind of joke, Stark?"</strong> Thor shouted, feeling insulted that the God of Thunder was being mocked with such a pathetic imitation of his power. Now feeling impatient and a bit jet-lagged after hours of non-stop flying, Thor bashed the door down with Mjolnir and heard a terrible din; the security alarm had gone off. Thor understood the meaning of the situation but did not expect this as he was supposed to be the ally of these people. And who but he or someone with a flying suit like Stark himself would be able to get up on the roof in the first place?<br><br>Unafraid of whatever else might be put in his path, Thor marched down the stairs, his sense of urgency only heightened by the sound of the alarms. He only hoped some mortal security guard like those SHIELD agents he had beaten the crap out of trying to get Mjolnir back during his exile wouldn't get too careless and attack him, or they might get hurt worse now that Thor wasn't lacking his demigod-like strength. <strong>"Stark! Fury! Can anybody hear me?! I must speak to you urgently!"</strong> he called as he heard his own voice echo off the walls of the stairwell, not reaching anywhere due to the acoustics. He broke down the next door standing in his way, not knowing where in the Tower he was, but now able to shout and have his voice heard loud and clear by anyone on that floor.<br><strong><br>"The Mighty Thor demands your attention!"</strong> he was now starting to resent the lack of greeting he received. <strong>"Answer me, someone, damn it all!"</strong> he raised Mjolnir above his head and, in a controlled burst, managed to strike the floor in such a way that the entire tower would feel it, but no structural damage would be caused. There was no way anyone could ignore his presence any longer.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Madriv</strong> on <strong>20-08-2012, 16:12:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m8l9kt4YrT1r9f2g6o1_500.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Loki, disguised as Thor<br><strong>Title:</strong> God of Mischief<br><strong>Location:</strong> Ontario, Canada<br><strong>Time:</strong> 5:27 PM EST<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Jane </span></span><br><hr><br>Recovering from his amusement over putting heartsick words in his brother's mouth, Loki took a moment to reflect. This mortal was a strange one. More cunning than he would have given her kind credit for. While eager to see him, she was in no hurry to bed him. In fact, she was willing to withhold that intimacy as if he were not yet worthy of it. She was not moved by his offer of genuine power -&nbsp; that of becoming a god's wife - but continued to brandish her chastity like some sort of inviolate shield. And his mad brother, for some unfathomable reason, honored it. All the things Thor had done, all the pain he'd felt at being parted from her, was all because... he needed her to <em>welcome</em> him between her legs?<br><br><em><strong>Why?</strong></em><br><br>“I tire of this confusion between us, Jane.” He moved quickly. In barely the blink of an eye he was inches from her face once more, his hands flat on either side of the flimsy doorway. “What is it you want from me? I have made so many sacrifices with you, always you, in my mind. Protecting you, even if you didn't request it. Defending you, and the rest of your world. Why have I done these things? Why do you hold my heart so tightly there is no room for anyone else, not even my own... past?” The truth was bitter on his tongue. “Tell me why you alone, in all the nine realms, are so dear to me! Why?!”<br><br>His palms slammed against the walls of the hut, buckling the plastic and metal into twin hand-shaped dents. Frustration with this riddle fueled his anger and it was becoming difficult to show proper restraint. But he must have the answer.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ambrosial</strong> on <strong>20-08-2012, 19:33:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://data.whicdn.com/images/12895752/Natalie-Portman_mid_large.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jane Foster<br><strong>Title:</strong> (future) Stark Industries Consultant<br><strong>Locale:</strong> Ontario, Canada<br><strong>Time:</strong>5:29 pm, Eastern<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Loki<br><br><hr><br>Jane Foster did not consider herself a romantic at heart. She was much too pragmatic to believe in the stuff of rom-coms and fairy tales. Which was partially why she'd been so shocked by how easily Thor had been able to sweep her off her feet - she hadn't even been expecting it. Totally blindsided.<br>&nbsp;<br>Just as unexpected was "Thor's" next question. She'd braced herself for any other sort of reaction the demi-god might give: rage, hurt, anything. Except this mingle of desperation, frustration, and confusion that brought him before her, handsome face scant inches away from her own. The look in his eye made Jane's knees buckle a little, but she wouldn't let herself swoon. Definitely not the time.<br>&nbsp;<br>She jumped, startled, as his too-strong hands left dents in the flimsy walls of the trailer, and with a swallow, Jane squirmed out from the cage of "Thor's" arms, wriggling her way around him and down the steps to the clearing.<br>&nbsp;<br>"Let's just go over here before you break the - " Her voice trailed over her shoulder, and then Jane turned in place. "Never mind. Look, Thor, I really don't know what to tell you. I'd like to keep this...whatever kind of relationship we have going, but..." Jane's face fell a little as did her voice, as if she were admitting defeat. "If you don't know why you care for me, then....I certainly can't tell you."<br>&nbsp;<br>She suddenly felt small and cold. This was why she didn't really do relationships. Work got in the way as it was, and now that her boyfriend was some kind of alien god, it was just...too much, really. Too much to deal with.<br>&nbsp;<br>"I'm really glad you're back. Really, <em>really</em> glad. But maybe we should...see each other again in a bit? Just give this some breathing space?"<br>&nbsp;<br><em>God, it really did sound like she was giving up.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Madriv</strong> on <strong>20-08-2012, 23:46:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m8l9kt4YrT1r9f2g6o1_500.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Loki, disguised as Thor<br><strong>Title:</strong> God of Mischief<br><strong>Location:</strong> Ontario, Canada<br><strong>Time:</strong> 5:30 PM EST<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Jane </span></span><br><hr><br>She slipped away from him, skirting him as if he were something she was afraid to touch. His blue eyes followed her, marked that change in expression that signaled something had shifted in the bond between them. Whatever bright, golden future she had wished or hoped for had cracked just enough to allow doubt to creep in and tarnish his brother's perfect image. He had succeeded in his initial goal.<br><br>This moment should have been far more satisfying than it actually was.<br><br>Thor's face wore a baffled frown. Loki felt no closer to understanding why his brother had feelings for this woman, out of all the millions in all the realms, mortal or immortal. And she wouldn't – no, couldn't – tell him. She didn't know why, herself. The answer to this mystery remained locked inside Thor's shaggy skull: the only place he could never intrude, the only mind he could never see. It was enough to drive a rational soul to madness. <em>Madness!</em><br><br>His frown twisted into an empty smile. “I do not know what space for breath you are talking about, Jane, but your meaning is clear. You wish me to leave. You do not want to lie with me this night. You do not want to be my wife or bear our children. Perhaps you would rather not look on my face, year after year unchanging, while your own withers before my eyes. Why did either of us imagine it would be so simple...?”<br><br>The tall Æsir sagged a little as he turned away, as if shouldering a heavy burden. “I will honor your choice, Jane Foster. But have a care...” He held out a hand and the shadow of a hammer flew into his clenched fist. “If you treat this as some mortal game, if you turn your affections to any lesser man, I will know. And you will incur the wrath of a god.”<br><br>The hammer flickered with streaks of electricity, sharp blue flashes in the darkness.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ambrosial</strong> on <strong>21-08-2012, 01:40:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://data.whicdn.com/images/12895752/Natalie-Portman_mid_large.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jane Foster<br><strong>Title:</strong> (future) Stark Industries Consultant<br><strong>Locale:</strong> Ontario, Canada<br><strong>Time:</strong> 5:32 pm, Eastern Time<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Loki<br><br><hr><br>“<em>What?</em>” Jane’s confusion was so clear on her features, it was almost comical. It seemed “Thor” had misunderstood exactly what she’d meant, and while every couple could expect to have some communication issues, theirs gave a whole new meaning to “lost in translation.” <br><br><em>Talk about a cultural barrier.</em><br><br>“No, Thor, wait! That’s not -” Jane started to protest, but it was a little late now to try to save face or the conversation, and she just threw her hands up in surrender. “Ok, <em>fine.</em> Go,” she said, a little more loudly and with a little more spite than she’d meant, ignoring his flashy display of power with a roll of her eyes.<br><br><em>He didn’t mean he’d leave forever - did he?</em><br><br>"I'm not your <em>property</em>, by the way. You have no claim on me, and I'll do whatever I damn well please." She struck her sauciest pose, anger flaring again and fueling a sassy turn of her hip. "I never asked for you to show up and just land in the middle of my life, which, was <em>perfectly</em> fine without you." She almost sounded like she was trying to convince herself.<br><br>"So just...just go. Before I get old and wrinkly and all disgustingly mortal," Jane spat out, bringing her rambling retort to an end.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Madriv</strong> on <strong>22-08-2012, 02:24:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m8l9kt4YrT1r9f2g6o1_500.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Loki, disguised as Thor<br><strong>Title:</strong> God of Mischief<br><strong>Location:</strong> Ontario, Canada<br><strong>Time:</strong> 5:33 PM EST<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Jane </span></span><br><hr><br><em>Ah, <strong>there </strong>it was!</em><br><br>Thankfully his back was turned so she could not see the wicked amusement that crept over his face. There was the fire that would attract a god of thunder. Her stubborn willfulness and inflated sense of self-importance... why, it must have been like looking in a mirror for Thor. He had not seen this facet of her temperament through Solvig's mind and it certainly added to her primitive appeal. She was so deliciously angry when hurt. How enticing would she look dripping with fear instead?<br><br>“Jane, you are right.” He turned, no longer smiling, and gazed at the half-dressed woman. “You did not ask for me.” His eyes moved slowly down her body and even more slowly back up to her face. “And at last I see my error in all of this has been waiting for you to do so.”<br><br>Rolling his shoulders, he took one step in her direction. “When I have wanted something in my life, I have taken it. That is who I truly am, Jane.” Another step, hefting the image of the hammer in his hands. “I do not wait for permission. I seize the moment.” One more and he was almost within arm's reach of her. “So in this moment, while you are yet young and fair, I must ask myself, 'Why should I - a god - suffer from your fleeting mortal tantrum? Why should I not simply <em>take </em>what I want?'”<br><br>In a blur of motion he hurled the hammer viciously at the hut to emphasize his threat, sending it smashing through a tiny window. There was a shower of broken glass and the shriek of metal as it exited though the opposite wall. Then he did smile at her but it was all wrong. Thor's face darkened with a lascivious hunger that Loki had never seen in his brother, though it was familiar enough in his own reflection.<br><br>“If I choose not to obey your commands... how will you stop me from taking what I desire, Jane?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ambrosial</strong> on <strong>23-08-2012, 19:40:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://data.whicdn.com/images/12895752/Natalie-Portman_mid_large.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jane Foster<br><strong>Title:</strong> (future) Stark Industries Consultant<br><strong>Locale:</strong> Ontario, Canada<br><strong>Time:</strong> 5:37 pm, Eastern Time<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Loki, Thor<br><br><hr><br><em>“Jane, you are right,"</em> Thor said, and Jane breathed a quiet sigh of relief. She didn't enjoy drama, didn't like to fight, and that he would so easily admit the error of his ways and come to senses was a miracle she was thankful for. <br><br>"Good." Her face softened with relief, but then Jane's eyes widened again with alarm. Thor was approaching her with an almost predatory gleam in his eyes, and warning bells were ringing in her ears. Something was wrong, horribly wrong. <br><br>Thor had always been so gentle with her, too much a gentleman. He'd never force himself on her, never willingly hurt her! <em>Or so you thought, Jane. Stupid, stupid.</em> <br><br>Jane backed up a few paces from the advancing demi-god, the almost feral smile on his face an expression she'd never before seen in him. <em>What happened to him while he was gone?! Why is he doing this?</em> Panicked thoughts raced through her mind, and she held up her hands instinctively in a defensive gesture that she knew would do her no good.<br><br>She jumped at the image of the flying hammer, letting out a little cry of fright. The sound was enough to snap her out of her scared daze, and words started to fumble from her lips chaotically.<br><br>"Thor! Stop this! This isn't you. It's just wrong, and you <em>wouldn't</em> I know." <em>But did she, really? Everything he'd done tonight was -</em><br><br><em><strong>Ring, ring, ring....</strong></em> <br><br>The sharp sound of telephone bells rang out from inside her trailer, interrupting her thoughts, and relief flooded through Jane's veins. Maybe it would buy her time. <br><br>"Someone's calling. Let me answer." And with that, Jane rushed into the camper, though she was too slow to reach the receiver in time. The answering machine picked up, the message crackling through cheap speakers into the room:<br>&nbsp;<br><em>"Jane, you must answer me quickly, this is Thor! Please, I must find you immediately, it is important! I came back to Earth to defend it but if I can't save you, then it will be meaningless! I have to know where you are so I can come get you before something terrible happens! If my brother finds you before I do it will be too late! Please, answer me, Jane!"</em><br>&nbsp;<br>Jane just stood dumbstruck in silence. She knew that voice beyond a doubt, and its message was more than a little alarming. But if Thor was calling her, then who...?<br>&nbsp;<br>In a panic, the brunette whirled in place, hands fumbling on the kitchen counter behind her for any sort of weapon. Logic told her that nothing would help her much now, but instinct cried out for a defense, even a measly one.<br>&nbsp;<br>"Who are you?" she demanded of "Thor," voice shaking with fear she couldn't hide.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Madriv</strong> on <strong>23-08-2012, 21:38:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3ii20CiYJ1rqn69fo1_500.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Loki<br><strong>Title:</strong> God of Mischief<br><strong>Location:</strong> Ontario, Canada<br><strong>Time:</strong> 5:37 PM EST<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Jane </span></span><br><hr><br>Her fear was tantalizing. He'd always preferred it to gratitude or sentiment.<br><br>In the instant before the bells chimed, something plucked at his mind. A soft, familiar whisper wrapped in the gold of Asgard and sharp with desire. Amora. In this world... in the heart of his enemies' lair... with Thor. Damn Odin to Hel! Loki frowned as Jane slipped away and rushed to answer the call. He crossed his arms and turned towards the door of the hut as that eternally irritating voice filled the air. “Ever more pieces in the game,” he muttered to himself, pondering the abundance of new barriers and opportunities laid before him.<br><br><em>"Who are you?"</em> <br><br>Jane's trembling voice drew his attention back to the matter at hand. His brother would be here as quickly as Mjolnir would carry him. There was no time to savor that woman the way he wanted. Taking apart his brother's toy would be a lengthy, thoughtful, pleasurable process for another day. It was enough for now that he'd plied her with doubts and fears. Well, almost enough.<br><br>He looked up at Jane and laughed, letting his shape shift before her eyes, returning to his own pale and dark-haired visage, resplendent in black and green leather. “That's my brother for you. The Mighty Thor, slayer of intimate moments.” The fallen cloak and helm melted into serpentine shadows that writhed away into dust. “I am Loki, rightful King of Asgard, future King of Midgard, and very nearly the conqueror of your mortal cunt.”<br><br>Still smiling, his boots rang on the metal steps as he entered her tiny home. “Alas, our time together is short and I am in no mood for a family reunion. Not yet.” He loomed over the girl, tensed to seize her by the arm. “But I must leave you with something special to remember me by...”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ambrosial</strong> on <strong>24-08-2012, 02:27:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://data.whicdn.com/images/12895752/Natalie-Portman_mid_large.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jane Foster<br><strong>Title:</strong> (future) Stark Industries Consultant<br><strong>Locale:</strong> Ontario, Canada<br><strong>Time:</strong> 5:38 pm, Eastern Time<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Loki, Thor<br><br><hr><br>The phone. If she could get a chance, she could call the recent number back and Thor would answer and he would come to her and everything would be ok. Wouldn’t it?<br><br><em>As soon as she got the chance…</em><br><br>Jane’s fingers closed around a meat mallet - <em>Why did she have a meat tenderizer anyway? She rarely cooked</em> - with a trembling grip. It was a feable grasp at power, and she knew it. <br><br>Loki’s form shifted before her eyes, revealing his true appearance. Jane swallowed. <em>What the hell do you say when someone does that?</em> He was attractive, in a way, but menacing too, so different from his brother. Jane’s heart beat wildly in terror, and she idly wished for Darcy’s taser, though she’d bet a year’s salary it wouldn’t do much damage against the Asgardian.<br><br>“A clever trick, Loki. Well-played,” she said, forcing sass she didn’t really feel into her tone. “But you didn’t almost conquer <em>anything.</em>” Jane made herself maintain eye contact with the God of Mischief, though her instincts were screaming at her to do nothing more than run as fast as she could.<br><br>She cried out in surprise when his hand seized her arm, and she dropped her impromptu, worthless weapon. “Just wait till Thor gets here. The <em>real</em> King of Asgard,” Jane taunted through gritted teeth, tugging in vain to free her arm.<br><br>It was probably a really stupid thing to say, but Jane was feeling spiteful and wanted to strike back at Loki with the only weapon she really had.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Madriv</strong> on <strong>24-08-2012, 16:27:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3ii20CiYJ1rqn69fo1_500.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Loki<br><strong>Title:</strong> God of Mischief<br><strong>Location:</strong> Ontario, Canada<br><strong>Time:</strong> 5:40 PM EST<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Jane </span></span><br><hr><br>The girl had picked up something, something she dropped as his fingers closed around her forearm. His emerald gaze flicked to the object for half a second: a tiny metal hammer. The symbolism was not lost on Loki.<br><br>With a snarl, he slammed Jane against the wall with the full length of his body, pressing into her soft curves. "Thor is no king," he said in an icy tone. "He is the guard dog of this miserable little realm and I will run him to the end of his chain over and over and over -" he drove himself against her with each word "-until he is broken by his devotion to it."<br><br>Staring into her earth-brown eyes, so full of defiance, he forced her wrist to his mouth. Repeating the motion he'd made just a few minutes ago, he kissed the smooth skin there gently, hungrily. Then his tongue caressed her flesh and the pain began. Cold as ice, colder, his silver tongue left a narrow, blue-black frost burn on Jane's skin as he licked, twisting her arm to make a full circle around her left wrist. He ended with a final, tender kiss on the back of her hand before he released her and stepped back.<br><br>"I must take my leave.&nbsp; Give Thor my regards... and remember, while he consoles you, that that&nbsp; he is no more human than I. You have yet to see either of us at our worst."<br><br>Loki turned away, opening another tiny rift in reality, and vanished.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ambrosial</strong> on <strong>24-08-2012, 19:28:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://data.whicdn.com/images/12895752/Natalie-Portman_mid_large.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jane Foster<br><strong>Title:</strong> (future) Stark Industries Consultant<br><strong>Locale:</strong> Ontario, Canada<br><strong>Time:</strong> 5:42 pm, Eastern<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Loki, Thor<br><hr> <br>Loki drew closer to her, in a terrible mockery of the fake intimacy she and "Thor" had earlier shared. The full realization of how completely and utterly she'd been taken in by the God of Mischief's illusion, how easily she'd been deceived, stung greater than a physical blow. <em>She'd been such a fool...</em><br>&nbsp;<br>His words wormed their way into her ears and heart, stealing any more clever retorts she might have had to offer from her lips. Jane's defiance was reduced to a glare and ineffective "Let me <em>go.</em>" She recoiled away from Loki's touch, letting out a quiet whimper as his tongue traced a frigid burn around her wrist. She'd welcomed his lips earlier against her hand, and now she could barely contain her fear and her disgust (partially at herself). The knowledge that she'd been so goddamn <em>eager</em> before almost hurt more than the freezing blue mark itself. Almost.<br>&nbsp;<br>"Let go of me!" Jane cried out, futilely, and jerked her arm away as soon as Loki released her. She just stared at him with angry tears in the corners of her eyes as he left and didn't move from her spot for a full minute or two after he'd gone.<br>&nbsp;<br>She rubbed the mark on her wrist, though the burning cold sensation lingered still, and snatched the phone off its crook. Jane redialed the most recent call, praying that Thor or someone, <em>anyone</em> would answer.<br><br><hr><br>The phone rang, but a female voice answered. “This is Jane Foster. I need -” She began urgently, but the woman on the other end of the phone interrupted: <em>“Wrong number.” </em>And then there was silence on the line.<br><br>Jane sighed in frustration. She could call back, but something told her it would just be a goose chase trying to contact Thor that way. The brunette chewed her bottom lip in thought. <em>But there</em> was <em>someone else she could call. Maybe he’d help her, especially if she took him up on his standing offer.</em><br><br>Flipping through her address book, Jane found the number she was looking for and dialed the digits in. Now all she had to do was hope Tony Stark would actually <em>answer</em> his personal cell phone. <br><br><hr><br>Jane exhaled deeply, nervously waiting for Tony to pick up. Relief flooded her every limb when his familiar voice came through the phone speaker. She chuckled, relief and surprise both mingling in her laugh. “Mr. Stark. I was going to ask you the same thing! If you’re talking about Thor, I…I’m not sure. He called me a few minutes ago from a Stark R&amp;D line.” Jane swallowed, glancing to the mark on her wrist. <br><br>“Tony, Loki was here,” her voice was a quiet breath, tinged with fear. The frost burn encircling wrist taunted her quietly, reminding her of what she’d almost stupidly done, how she’d not only endangered herself but possibly - <br><br><em>No, can’t think like that.</em> Jane wrapped her right palm around her other wrist, hiding Loki’s mark from sight. “He’s…gone now, went through some kind of…portable wormhole. I don’t know,” she confessed with a sigh, volunteering information Tony hadn’t requested. She needed to tell <em>someone.</em> <br><br>“I’m in Ontario, doing some personal research.” Jane recited her geographic coordinates to Tony. She had them memorized, after all. “Yes. He just…vanished, in an instant.” Jane’s eyes darted to her equipment, her notebooks, as though the figures there could grant her some reassurance. “You know how much sheer energy the other wormholes required? Massive, obvious.” Some of her normal scientific excitement crept into her voice, and she sounded more like the Jane Foster most people knew.<br><br>“This was…” She whistled low, under her breath. “It was fast, and it was impressive. He’s got something new, Tony.” Jane left the other half of her sentence unsaid: <em>Something bad.</em><br><br>“Ok, ok.” Jane nodded into the phone, a smile coming to her face despite herself. She’d be safe and finally <em>with Thor.</em> The real one.<br><br>“I guess that means I’m finally taking you up on your offer. Jane Foster, official consultant.” Another relieved chuckle came from her throat, and she glanced around her small camper, taking a mental inventory of what she’d need.<br><br>“I’ll be ready, and see you then.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Veluux</strong> on <strong>03-09-2012, 07:27:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k9pcZkVuAoI/SD4aWWspnYI/AAAAAAAABw0/FZ3jRJNro8A/s400/ironman_l.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Tony Stark<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong> Iron Man<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong> Leaving SHIELD, heading North into Ontario<br>&nbsp; <strong>Time:</strong> 5:50PM EST Thursday<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong> <strong>Everyone in the vicinity of the Avengers in Stark Tower</strong></span></span><br><br><br><hr><br><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Stark's hotrod-red boots nearly scorched the hull of the Helicarrier as the boosters on the heels fired as soon as he'd left the narrow door built specifically for his Iron Man suits to come and go. He would waste no time getting over to Jane. Loki had apparently left her for the time being, but he didn't trust the lunatic's mind not to change on the flip of an asgardian coin. After a brief moment of being airborne he'd already accelerated to his maximum cruising speed. It had put enough G's on his body to get a reaction out of him - but instead his face was set in a grim and determined frown. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;He didn't like where things were heading. They hadn't even recovered yet from Loki's last attack and already he was loose? It was too early. He still had so much work to do. That meant he'd need to rush the prototype he'd been working on right before he left to recruit Ross. As soon as he brought Jane safely back to Stark Tower he'd lock himself away in his lab and crank himself into overdrive. <strong>"Jarvis, patch me into the PA for whatever rooms the Avengers are in."</strong> Jarvis didn't respond, he tended to keep his dry advice to a minimum when Tony was in a bad mood - and he was. Perhaps Maria had gotten under his skin somewhat - or maybe it was just the unfolding situation alone. Either way, it meant bantering lightly with his billionaire creator was off-limits. The inside of the helmet beeped and crackled slightly as the two-way communication line connected. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>"Hey - It's Tony. Loki's been sighted, by Jane. I'm going to pick her up and bring her back to home base, I'm only a few minutes from her - somewhere up in Canada. We'll be there shortly."</strong> His words were brief and straight to the point. It was a flip-side of Tony's way of communicating; and it was probably the reason his random pokes and unnecessary comments stuck out so much. They were such a contrast to his direct words and serious tone.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;As Tony was connected to the Tower communication line, it automatically refreshed the data updates from the Tower Security Systems. A small transparent image of the top of the tower showed up in the bottom of his HUD with the peak of the building flashing in red for a security breach - among other red sensors that were flashing in other parts of the building. Tony was quick to add on to his previous sentence before anyone else could respond to his first words, <strong>"You kiddies try not to wreck the place until I get back." </strong><br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Stark often worried that someday Bruce would lose it inside the tower and roid-rage multiple levels of the complex into wrecked glimpses of their former selves. It was a risk he was willing to take though, as the information and data was backed up in multiple safe locations. The hardware could get destroyed, but it wasn't too terrible to rebuild as long as the schematics could be pulled up. Banner was far to intelligent and helpful to worry about the costs of cleaning up one of his green alter ego's messes. Besides, he'd seemed to get quite a handle on the other form.<br></span></span></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ambrosial</strong> on <strong>04-09-2012, 00:07:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://data.whicdn.com/images/12895752/Natalie-Portman_mid_large.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jane Foster<br><strong>Title:</strong> (future) Stark Industries Consultant<br><strong>Locale:</strong> Ontario, Canada<br><strong>Time:</strong> 5:55&nbsp;pm, Eastern Time<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Tony Stark<br><br><hr><br>Still in a half daze after Loki's departure, Jane wandered around the small square footage of her trailer, zipping a jacket over her camisole, the sleeves long enough to hide the dark ring around her wrist. She tugged a pair of slim jeans on and boots, and that was the extent of her wardrobe preparations. Jane didn't bother with makeup or fancy clothes for anyone, billionaire playboys or otherwise.<br><br>Expecting Stark to show up in a private helicopter or something (<em>He probably had a fleet of them - who knew?</em>), Jane threw some things in a small duffel bag: clothes, her laptop, her research notes, and her most portable equipment. The essentials. She could do without anything else, and besides, Stark was bound to have plenty of lab space for whatever else she'd need.&nbsp;<br><br>What Jane <em>should</em> have prepared for was Tony's typical dramatic entrance and unconventional mode of transportation.&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Veluux</strong> on <strong>08-09-2012, 23:46:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k9pcZkVuAoI/SD4aWWspnYI/AAAAAAAABw0/FZ3jRJNro8A/s400/ironman_l.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Tony Stark<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong> Iron Man<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong> Ontario Canada, Jane's Trailer<br>&nbsp; <strong>Time:</strong> 5:57PM EST Thursday<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong> <strong>Jane Foster</strong></span></span><br><br><br><hr><br><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;If Jane was looking up, she might have caught a small glimpse of what looked like a falling star as Tony descended in her direction at a rapid pace. He had tracked the specific location and the on-board targeting sensors were able to pick up a heat signature from her trailer once he got close enough. Stark wasted no time and headed straight for the small campsite. He was still traveling above 700 miles per hour for the last couple of miles, and only when he was within a couple hundred yards did he finally flip around and use the full blast of his thruster to bring him to a quick stop. The ground absorbed what was left of his momentum as he cracked lightly to its surface a few meters from her front door in a three-point stance.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;His visor immediately flipped open and Tony spoke up, <strong>"Foster we've gotta move. There's not telling where Loki's headed now."</strong>&nbsp; As Jane acknowledged that he had arrived - which would be impossible not to do as the sonic wave ripped through the air above them right as he finished his sentence Tony glanced around the surrounding treeline looking for anything suspicious. Even as Jane had the chance to respond Tony took a few quick steps forward and hopped on top of her trailer with ease. <strong>"Hop in and buckle up, it might be a rough ride."</strong><br></span></span></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ambrosial</strong> on <strong>10-09-2012, 01:19:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://data.whicdn.com/images/12895752/Natalie-Portman_mid_large.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jane Foster<br><strong>Title:</strong> (future) Stark Industries Consultant<br><strong>Locale:</strong> Ontario, Canada<br><strong>Time:</strong> 5:58 pm,&nbsp;Eastern Time<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Tony Stark<br><br><hr><br>With widened eyes, Jane peered out the open trailer door. <em>Iron Man was on her front step. Of course he was.</em>&nbsp;<br><br>"God, Stark, you certainly like to make an entrance. Could've given a girl some warning first, but..." The shockwave from Tony's landing crashed into her, shaking the thin metal walls of her trailer.<br><br>It apparently spurred Jane into action. "Right, ok. On it." She scrambled inside her impromptu lab and living quarters and closed and locked the door, preparing herself as well as anyone could for such an unconventional ride.&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Veluux</strong> on <strong>11-09-2012, 07:25:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://media.filmschoolrejects.com/images/ironman-flight.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Tony Stark<br>&nbsp; <strong>Title:</strong> Iron Man<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong> Ontario Canada, headed to New York<br>&nbsp; <strong>Time:</strong> 5:59PM EST Thursday<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tags:</strong> <strong>Jane Foster</strong></span></span><br><br><br><hr><br><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Tony's HUD showed a transparent cross-section of Jane's trailer that overlaid the image around the real trailer in front of his eyes. Once he located one of the main support beams he punched through the roof with both hands, one on each side of the bracing beam. He released a cable from the waistline of his suit and quickly wrapped it around the beam and locked it onto itself. <strong>"Ready?"</strong> he warned a few moments after she had scrambled back inside. Stark then drew a few meters of extra slack from his waist and then leapt into the air - his boots and palms flaring to life and keeping him suspended.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; He slowly rose up, bringing tension to the line holding the trailer, which was now about fifteen feet below him. He could see his HUD flashing new numbers as his suit began to take on the weight of the trailer. He would have considered carrying her in his arms, but that would be much more dangerous if a conflict arose, at least he'd have his hands free for maneuvering or returning fire this way. The mobile office began to rise into the air, and after Tony had gotten enough ground clearance he began to lean forward and start some horizontal momentum. It didn't take long for him to get the trailer up well above tree-level and start to get less vertical. His palms were almost pointed straight down, but his boots were almost directly behind him, giving them plenty of forward thrust. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;They had to fly slower than he would have liked - but he was determined to get Jane and all of her equipment to Stark Tower safely. What would have normally been about a twenty minute flight solo stretched out closer to an hour. So when the New York skyline came into view and Tony could see his tower lit-up in it's midst - unharmed - he was quite relieved. He called down to Jane in the trailer - the suit magnifying his voice so she could hear it over his jets and the wind. <strong>"Home sweet home!"</strong></span></span></div><br><div align="center"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><em>Continued in Stark Tower - War Room (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=144299.msg6907968#msg6907968)...</em></strong></span></span></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ambrosial</strong> on <strong>11-09-2012, 19:42:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://data.whicdn.com/images/12895752/Natalie-Portman_mid_large.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp;</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jane Foster<br><strong>Title:</strong> (future) Stark Industries Consultant<br><strong>Locale:</strong> Ontario, Canada<br><strong>Time:</strong> 5:58 pm, Eastern<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Loki, Thor<br><hr> <br><em>He really is crazy. This will never work.</em><br>&nbsp;<br>Jane perched, a little nervously, on the edge of her bed, clutching at the rails for support. A quick mental check of the physics told her that, yes, it <em>was</em> theoretically possible, if Tony's suit could supply the right amount of thrust. <em>He really is crazy,</em> she thought again, but this time she smiled a little, even as her knuckles kept their death grip on stability.<br>&nbsp;<br>"Ready!" Jane shouted back, wincing at the creaking of metal as the hoist slowly but surely tugged her flimsy little trailer free from the ground and skyward. It probably wasn't a good time to tell Tony about her fear of flying, so she kept that little factoid to herself. The view from the window, trees passing by and then nothing but sky and clouds, made her feel a little queasy, and Jane swallowed and closed her eyes. The flight was surprisingly steady and less nauseating than your typical airplane trip (miraculously, none of her equipment had taken a tumble), but she was nevertheless instantly relieved when Stark announced they were close to arriving.<br>&nbsp;<br><div align="center"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><em>Continued in Stark Tower - War Room (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=144299.msg6909264#msg6909264)...</em></strong></span></span></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Madriv</strong> on <strong>13-09-2012, 14:53:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_maad0e40WX1qjj14so2_500.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Loki<br><strong>Title:</strong> God of Mischief<br><strong>Location:</strong> NYC, near Stark Tower<br><strong>Time:</strong> 6:30 PM EST<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Open, Leena </span></span><br><hr><br>Loki sighed, brushing the last of the tiny rose petals from his hand as he looked around the plaza. People streamed out of the buildings and filled the streets, the roadways jammed with vehicles. There were so many of them in such a small space; it really was a wonder most of them didn't go insane. Yet, as it was, humans did an admirable job of slaughtering one another. They were just so slow about it.<br><br><em>Loki... Master.... I am waiting... </em><br><br>Her silent whisper pierced his thoughts and he smiled at her need. It had been too long since he'd last seen her, touched her. The long nights they spent in Nornheim after his fall, after he'd clawed his way back to Asgard and learned to cloak himself from the All-Father's sight, they met in the one place he was still welcomed. He took her and taught her and she was so eager to learn.<br><br>When she let her cloak slip she was easy to spot in the dull sea of humanity. Her aura was gold, shot through with sparks of magic, and he wondered how her radiance could ever be hidden from the mortals. It was truly a crime for such a goddess to go unnoticed in this world.<br><br>He left the plaza and followed her, teasing the edges of her mind.&nbsp; <em>Beauty... power... perfection... how I've missed you...</em><br><br>A familiar alleyway caught his eye and he swept up behind the golden-haired Asgardian, gripping her by the arm and tight around the waist as he steered her forcefully into the shadows. If any mortal noticed his actions in that moment, he didn't care. He was holding her again. “Amora,” he said, lips brushing her ear, as his hands slid over her body and pulled her around to face him..Her eyes were flawless jewels to drown in. Loki drank in her sweet features for half a moment before his first hungry kiss drove them both against the old brick wall.<br><br>“Oh, Amora,” he growled with a wicked smile, “you've been a bad, bad girl, I hope.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bubby</strong> on <strong>14-09-2012, 20:06:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.horror-asylum.com/news/pics/charlize-theron---stunning.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Amora Incantare<br><strong>Title:</strong> The Enchantress<br><strong>Location:</strong> NYC, near Stark Tower<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Loki</span></span><br><hr><hr> <br>As soon as she has walked out of the tower, as soon as the shell of Leena bled from her and she allowed her true self to come to the fore, she felt him. Like hot velvet upon bare flesh she felt his presence, even if she could not readily spot in him the sea of pathetic humanity surrounding her. A long breath was gathered in as the anticipation rose causing every nerve in her needful body to come to life.<br><br>Steps slowly carrying her through the throng, and his murmur swept through her mind. ….... <em>Beauty... power... perfection... how I've missed you...</em> A shudder would follow, plump lips parted to slide her tongue along the lowermost tier. She would not waste her effort looking around for the God of Mischief, for she knew he would come to her. She could practically feel his hands upon her, mere moments before he would sweep up behind her, and urge her into the nearby alley.<br><br>She could not stop the moan that escaped her as his body pressed onto hers, tilting her head into his whisper of her name into her ear. Her hands were lifting already, fingers entwining within his dark hair as his fathomless gaze bore into her own. Then his lips were devouring her own, and she would return the kiss with a deep hunger, digits tightening in his locks. Her back would arch, pressing herself tighter against him, a deep purred laugh of satisfaction when he pulled his lips away long enough to inquire upon her activities in his absence.<br><br>With her strong fingers gripping his hair she would yank his head back, baring his throat for her lips, her tongue, her teeth that would taste his flesh, her mirth rolling across his neck before she released her grip, easing her hands over his strong shoulders, lifting her piercing gaze to his own.<br><br><strong> “ But of course my Master. Seeds have been sown within the Monster, 'tis only a matter of time. I have only begun, there is so much more to do. But I refuse to continue, until I have been rewarded for my efforts.” </strong> A coy curl of her lips, a sly glint in her eyes, yet even for all her coquettish manners, there would be a true urgency. She would not voice it, for Loki was not hers to demand from, nor question is movements. He was the Master, and his end goal was her own. But Amora was not one to be trifled with. It had been she that came to Earth of her own volition to begin this second campaign against the Avengers, and she would remind him of this whenever she deemed it fit.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Madriv</strong> on <strong>19-09-2012, 17:39:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m8wuwejmrA1rclql1o1_500.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Loki<br><strong>Title:</strong> God of Mischief<br><strong>Location:</strong> Alleyway, near Stark Tower <br><strong>Time:</strong> 6:35 PM EST<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Amora </span></span><br><hr><br>Animals. Even gods were animals down deep. His eyes closed and teeth bared in pleasure as Amora boldly pulled his head back. His throat was offered to her as it had never been to any other; well, save perhaps his brother, a lifetime ago, under very different circumstances. While her mouth met his skin his hands slid low, covering the curves of her waist and hip.<br><br>“Oh, it pleases me that you are so progressive with our plans,” he growled in response to her report, letting her playful demand hang in the air between them for a long moment. “And yet, how presumptive you've grown, toying with mortals all this time.” As he spoke, his left hand eased down her thigh, catching the hem of her short skirt and lifting it slowly, steadily. “Is not my presence and the knowledge of my approval reward enough for you, little enchantress?” His eyes never left hers as his fingers slipped between her legs, stroking softness, wetness. “Is there more you would have of me? More than this? Simply being close to one another?” The heel of his hand settled just below her mons and he pressed, lifting and rocking firmly against her sex. His fingers curled around her, cupping, squeezing, but not penetrating.<br><br>Loki nuzzled her cheek affectionately as he leaned into her body, pinned her to the wall, her silken breasts crushed against his broad chest. His hand moved rhythmically, grinding into her heat. “Perhaps you forget... as high as you are set above these mortals, I am set above you. That is the truth of our new world and our immortal reign soon to come.” On the final word he withdrew his left hand from the root of her and set a cold blue dagger against her throat with his right, as fast as a flicker of lightning. He leaned back just enough to bring a wet finger to his lips and lick it before caressing the side of her face.<br><br>“Still, the Norns may smile on us both, for there is assuredly more I would have of you this night.” He drew the flat of the blade across her skin and raised it suddenly, as if to strike. A glint of power sparked in his eyes as he brought the dagger down, plunging it into the brick wall next to Amora's head and drawing it down to the ground. The wall tore like paper, leaving a glowing-edged gap in reality.<br><br>Loki stepped back, flipping the weapon so that he could press the serpentine hilt of it into the lady's hand. “A gift for you,” he smiled mischievously and gestured towards the portal. “Step into my office, Amora, and we will discuss further compensation based on the merit of your... efforts.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bubby</strong> on <strong>26-09-2012, 22:08:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://blog.shesaidbeauty.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/charlize_theron_gold_desktop_1920x1200_wallpaper-418927.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Amora Incantare<br><strong>Title:</strong> The Enchantress<br><strong>Location:</strong> Alleyway, near Stark Tower, (Entering portal to the Fortress of Lokitude)<br><strong>Time:</strong> 6:40 PM EST<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Loki</span></span><br><hr><hr> <br><br>Amora knew very well&nbsp; what would spark within Loki's breast as she made demands upon him. She was very aware that if any other besides she, or Thor spoke to the God of Mischief in such a manner they would be removed from existence, though truly not swiftly. Loki so very much liked to toy with his prey. <br><br>Amora knew the reaction she would gain, and she reveled in it. As his growled words filled her senses, his hand wandered, and her own dropped from his chest. Leaning her head back against the brick wall, her gasp would echo down the alley as his hand slipped between her thighs, her legs parting, hips lifting faintly against the tease of his palm. Orbs of emerald would take on a lustful glow, as his words did just as much to awaken her lust as his hand did. <br><br><em>“Is there more you would have of me? More than this? Simply being close to one another?”</em><br><br>And she would smile again, lids fluttering closed, golden lashes brushing against rosed cheeks as his face met her own, nails digging into the bricks behind her as she shuddered in delight. <strong> “ Ah but my own Master, is this not why you chose me? I always want... more...”</strong> She would hiss sharply as her eyes whipped open, the sensation of cold steel upon her slender throat replaced that of flesh. Her still needful gaze followed every move of the fingers that slipped between his lips, tasting her, only to caress her flushed cheek adoringly again. She did not flinch in the slightest as the icy metal was slid across her neck, nor when he drove the blade into the wall next to her head. All her attention was focused on his desire for her continued company.<br><br>Slender yet strong digits would wrap around the hilt of the blade as he pressed it into her palm, her smile wide with delight, her eyes holding eagerness for the games to come. Pushing off the wall she would dip her head towards Loki before turning to the portal and with her hands behind her back, gripping the 'gift' tight, she would practically skip within, ready and willing for anything he was wont to do.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lithium</strong> on <strong>02-10-2012, 02:38:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/6VJ3T.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Natasha Romanoff<br><strong>Title:</strong> Black Widow<br><strong>Locale:</strong> Streets around Stark Tower<br><strong>Time:</strong> 7:19 pm, Eastern<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Steve, Clint (both briefly mentioned)<br><hr><br>Normally, a good little run on a brisk evening did wonders to make Natasha feel re-energized and to help her clear her head, but tonight it was just not working out. Everywhere she went there was some bumbling idiot getting in her way, walking as if the whole sidewalk belonged to him. The tag on the back of her top kept making her itch and her underwear kept obstinately riding up. Even her skin felt weird, as if the air was somehow clinging to it, crawling over it...but there was clearly nothing.<br><br>She'd tried to shrug everything off at first, picking up the pace a bit to distract herself, but no matter what it just didn't feel right. At some point Natasha started to feel as if she had a pair of spurs painfully digging into her sides, causing her to accelerate more and more until pretty soon she was sprinting ahead as fast as she could. Anyone who was unlucky enough to get in her way was shoved aside roughly, a couple of them taking some pretty nasty spills, but by then Natasha was already too far ahead to notice or care.<br><br>She carried on at that desperate pace for several hundred feet until her body finally gave out, her legs burning and cramping up while she doubled over, gasping for air as she placed her hands right above her knees. Feeling like she might throw up, Natasha rushed into the Starbucks that she'd happened to stop in front of and made a bee line for the ladies' room. Lowering her face into the nearest sink, she turned the handle to the left and used one hand to splash cold water into her face while holding on to the side of the counter with the other.<br><br>She finally pulled away with a gasp, her mouth partially agape as she continued to breathe through it heavily, although at least it didn't seem like she was going to be sick anymore. Natasha was met with her own reflection when she looked ahead. Her face was flushed and covered with beads of water, her hair unevenly wet and matted. <em>What the hell are you even doing in New York? You're not one of them, you never will be. What, did you think that you could just play the selfless hero and suddenly erase your past and transform into a while new person?</em><br><br><em>Come on, Natasha, leave the naive bullshit to fools like Rogers and wake up to reality. You're not a hero or a soldier or an Avenger, you're a killer, pure and simple. You made your name off of murdering strangers for money. You have no allies, much less friends. They just want to control you and change you to serve their own goals; to tear you away from your very nature. But they can't, no more than you can do it yourself by keeping up this charade of turning over a new leaf. You've been broken for a long time. Don't give up the small fraction of your true self that you still possess, or else then what will you be?</em><br><br>Natasha wiped her face with her forearm and shook her head, avoiding to look back into the mirror after that. She'd just seen a ghost, and she wasn't sure whether she was more frightened or tempted, but it was definitely a combination of the two. Lost in the middle of an extremely uncharacteristic meltdown, Natasha practically shoved another woman into the wall as she stormed out of the bathroom and through the narrow hallway leading away from it.<br><br>She wasn't sure why it had taken her so long to see clearly, but she saw the invisible cage that surrounded her now. If she tried to run, SHIELD would hunt her down to the ends of the Earth, and this time they wouldn't make the mistake of sending a weakling like Clint who couldn't finish the job. No, running wasn't a viable option at the present time, but Natasha promised herself that she'd find some way of putting an end to her imprisonment as she made her way back to Stark Tower, <em>no matter the cost</em>.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Avengers Assembled: Earth - All Other Locations</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Photo</strong> on <strong>06-10-2012, 23:28:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.papaya.pe/imagenes/noticias/2/230/cobie-smulders614-15369.jpg)</div><br><br><hr><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Maria Hill<br><strong>Title:</strong> Director of S.H.E.I.L.D. <br><strong>Location:</strong> Personal Helicopter, New York<br><strong>Time:</strong> 9:35 PM EST<br><strong>Tags:</strong> N/A </span></span><br><hr><br>A high priority United States Air force bird had been requisitioned for SHIELD use, and re-painted appropriately. Maria had been jarred by Loki, but she hadn't been destroyed. Her agenda had shifted. she expected the worst from now on. She wanted to share her knowledge with the world, her mysterious council, the Avengers, and her assistant Rutherford. But, she was embarrassed, and she was working with him now, not against him. She was in a strange place. In just one day as the Director of the entire world's defence program, she had been forced to align with the enemy. 'It's only temporary.' She repeated those words to herself over and over again, but she couldn't hide the pain and degradation in her eyes.<br><br>Still thousands of feet above New York, Maria was latched onto the exposed landing field of the helicarrier with an oxygen mask on, and a bungee cord, anchoring her hip to the flight deck. Rutherford was anchored to the vessel as well, beside her. He was hunched over his knees, hiding from the wind and the cold. Director Hill was dressed in more black than she had been wearing in the armoury.<br><br>The helicopter picked the two of them up. The doors closed behind them, and the interior was mostly quiet, even warm. Rutherford was still getting over the chill, Maria had only said one thing to him, "you need to learn how to fly a helicopter", He had laughed at first, then he realized that she was serious. He absently took a note on a piece of paper in his hands. Maria rolled her eyes as the helicopter descended into the New York skyline, a storm was coming in from the East, and her eyes were locked on the horizon. She wasn't looking for portals any more, she was looking for Stark. 
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