Marvel Teen Avengers - Avengers Tower: Fluid Time Thread
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				Title: <strong>Marvel Teen Avengers - Avengers Tower: Fluid Time Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LunarSage</strong> on <strong>01-02-2012, 17:08:22</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lunch before Meeting</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dark Deception</strong> on <strong>02-02-2012, 22:18:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v252/HlySd/HotMenChart_Michael_Churchill_11-1-1-1.jpg)</div><strong>Name/Alias</strong>: John Aaron / Ares<br><strong>Origin</strong>: Olympus<br><strong>Location</strong>: Kitchen<br><strong>Tagged</strong>: Carol<br><hr><br>The burger was inserted into his mouth, and John tore a quarter of meat, bun, and cheese free. His right cheek was plump as though he had a baseball shoved into it and he was feeding fries into his other cheek, until both cheeks were swollen with food. He eased his head back, grinding it all down until his throat expanded and sank, the muscles of his neck and esophagus forcing it all down into his stomach. They had quite a motley banquet on their table: a steaming pepperoni pizza, a plateful of burgers, and basket of fries. Jarvis was at the stove preparing more.<br><br>John returned to the burger, pressing it to his face as he ground away at it until it was gone. His cheeks were inflated again and he was popping open a can of Mountain Dew to wash it down with.<br><br><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: impact;" class="bbc_font"><em>Slrrrp!</em></span></span><br><br>"Aaah," John gasped in satisfaction before he openly belched, the gas roaring from his throat and ringing throughout the kitchen and vibrating some loose glasses, drying in the dish rack until they popped. With a proud grin, John announced to Carol and Jarvis, "Behold! The bellow of a god!" Before he broke into laughter (probably the only one that thought it was humorous). His expression then became stern as he picked up the empty basket of fries and fanned it at the butler.<br><br>"Old Man! More straws!" he demanded. He hadn't known what they were called, but they tasted like potatoes, were crispy, and salty. They didn't look like potatoes and were gold like straw, thus straws was their name. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marvel Teen Avengers - Avengers Tower: Fluid Time Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Josietta</strong> on <strong>03-02-2012, 23:53:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/9d/CarolSunny.jpg)</div> <br><br><br><hr><br>&nbsp;<strong>Name/Alias:</strong> Carol Danvers / Ms Marvel<br>&nbsp;<strong>Origin:</strong> Altered Human<br>&nbsp;<strong>Location:</strong> Avengers Tower - Common Room/Kitchen<br>&nbsp;<strong>Tagged:</strong> Ares/John<br>&nbsp;<br><hr><br><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">Carol had led the way down to the common room past all the other heroes as she and John were on a mission to get some food. Hopefully the time it took for them to gather everyone from the school and what not would give some leeway for a quick stop by for lunch. The young avenger knew that Ares hadn't eaten the night before or even at their lunch date. She had to wonder if he even got up that morning and got something while she was at school. Somehow she doubted it. <br><br>Finally settling into a seat next to him, she watched as Jarvis kept the grill hot and his plate full. Her own plate was meager in comparison. A simple chicken sandwich lay with a cup of strawberry chunked greek yogurt and a banana for after. A bottle of water was settled in next to the plate as she ate and watched with amusement at Ares' scarfing of food. It was as she had thought, he ate in such a ravenous mode that it made one think he hadn't eaten in days -- which could be likely. The fries he ate were pretty much shoveled in as poor Jarvis tried to keep up. The older man just shook his head and muttered every now and again a <br><br><em>"Yes, Master Aaron." .... "Soon, Master Aaron." ... "One moment, Master Aaron."</em><br><br>Carol waited for the old butler to go off on the impatience of the war god but she'd not say anything. She was quite sure that Jarvis was used to it, having served Tony Stark for so long. The sandwich was soon finished as she just sat there for a moment and watched the second burger slide down. Carol had decided to opt out of the pizza as she had some the previous night and a burger just wasn't something she was feeling up to. A few fries found their way into her mouth but for the most part she left those to Ares as they seemed to be his favorite of the lot.<br>&nbsp;<br><strong>"They're called fries, or french fries to some. Have you not eaten much in the way of mortal food?"</strong><br><br>She pushed back her empty plate and settled to get a better watch of him. Looking over his features, she grinned some at a smear across his cheek and fought the urge to lean over and wipe it for him. He just might chomp on her if she put her hand in the lions mouth, so to speak.<br><br><br><br></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marvel Teen Avengers - Avengers Tower: Fluid Time Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dark Deception</strong> on <strong>04-02-2012, 00:38:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v252/HlySd/HotMenChart_Michael_Churchill_11-1-1-1.jpg)</div><strong>Name/Alias</strong>: John Aaron / Ares<br><strong>Origin</strong>: Olympus<br><strong>Location</strong>: Kitchen<br><strong>Tagged</strong>: Carol<br><hr><br><br>John turned his head and regarded Carol with an arched brow when she told him the name of the straws. She had first said fries, then French fries.<br><br>“French?” John queried. “How in Gaia are the French involved with this food? The cowards couldn’t win a war much fry potatoes!”<br><br>John then frowned, thinking over his last exclamation. He had to sink deep into his memory, combing through the wars he had fought for several centuries. “Eh…there was that Bonaparte fellow…” He then grabbed a slice of pizza, the cheese making a shoestring bridge from the silver platter to his mouth.<br><br>The pizza was whittled away, disappearing into his mouth like paper in a paper shredder. He swallowed his food and took a gulp from the Dew can before answering Carol’s question. “The gods do not eat the way mortals do unless you’re a clown like Dionysus…”<br><br>John’s lips parted in a partial grin as he recalled his half-brother. “As a god, you don’t need to eat, but at times, the worshippers will sacrifice goats, cows, pigs, or the fruit of their harvest to you, and you’d consume their offerings. There is also ambrosia, the nectar of the gods. It is what makes us immortal. It’ll have you in a drunken stupor on first sip, and you must finish it or forfeit your immortality.”<br><br>He chuckled at the memory. “We tend to have a celebration whenever it’s time to drink, and everyone gets drunk off their asses.”<br><br>Those were his most favorite memories of home. There was a warm smile brightening his features. It might have been the happiest she’d ever see him, but it was short-lived as he recalled where he was and what had brought him here. His dark brows lowered back over his eyes in another scowl as he grabbed a second slice of pizza.<br><br>“What of you, Carol?” he questioned. He took a bite from the pizza and turned in his chair to face her. He rested his arm upon the backrest and clarified, “What of your family? Are they like you?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marvel Teen Avengers - Avengers Tower: Fluid Time Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Josietta</strong> on <strong>04-02-2012, 02:21:12</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/9d/CarolSunny.jpg)</div> <br><br><br><hr><br>&nbsp;<strong>Name/Alias:</strong> Carol Danvers / Ms Marvel<br>&nbsp;<strong>Origin:</strong> Altered Human<br>&nbsp;<strong>Location:</strong> Avengers Tower - Common Room/Kitchen<br>&nbsp;<strong>Tagged:</strong> Ares/John<br>&nbsp;<br><hr><br><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">A chuckle slipped from her pale pink lips and she almost corrected him on the terminology of the fried food. As she thought it over, the blonde decided to forgo it and watched as the pie was inhaled. Impressive. He can out eat the clawed runty one. Her eyes shimmered in amusement and then her expression shifted as his did.<br><br>The pure happiness was evident as it spread all the way to his eyes and back again. He truly did love his home and the memories it wrought. Carol was suddenly aware how he had turned the tables to have her tell more about herself. Shifting somein her seat, she tucked one slender long leg beneath her and leaned on the table.<br><br><strong>"My family and home?"</strong><br><br>She hadn't really thought of her family the past few days and she did feel guilty for it. The Danvers family had always been close but after Steve died things became more stressed at home. Carol looked to her napkin and folded it thrice in neat corners as she began to talk.<br><br><strong>"My mother is a traditional housewife, having raised three kids and all that. My father is a contractor. He works hard, always has. We grew up in Boston, where they still reside. I came to New York to, well, save the world, one mugger at a time. Kinda silly huh? Especially now that I'm on a super team fighting super villains."</strong><br><br>Pushing her fingers back through her hair she sighed a little and gave him a small smile. The bit of cheese on his chin made her giggle and she leaned over to wipe it off.<br><br><strong>"Hungry huh? Saving this bit of cheese for later?"</strong></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marvel Teen Avengers - Avengers Tower: Fluid Time Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dark Deception</strong> on <strong>04-02-2012, 17:09:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v252/HlySd/HotMenChart_Michael_Churchill_11-1-1-1.jpg)</div><strong>Name/Alias</strong>: John Aaron / Ares<br><strong>Origin</strong>: Olympus<br><strong>Location</strong>: Kitchen<br><strong>Tagged</strong>: Carol<br><hr><br><br>“Is that what this is?” John questioned in regards to the Avengers. He wasn’t exactly looking for an answer to that question. Team or not, Ares worked alone. He was removed from his thoughts when Carol reached out to take a string of mozzarella from his chin. His cheeks flushed a gentle red and he turned his head to hide his face from her as he usually did whenever he showed signs of weakness. He found a napkin and began wiping ketchup, mustard, or any more remnants that could have been on his face.<br><br>“Quite unpleasant I’m sure. Forgive me; the twilight hour of yesterday was when I had last indulged. Although I do not starve, John does, and though normally I care not for manners, I will be civil before you Carol.”<br><br>It had been a good excuse. John had made him feel embarrassment once again.<br><br>“How is it that your strength and beauty rivals that of a goddess yet you say your mother is a simple housewife and father a mere hard-working man? I find it unusual for there to be so many powerful mortals now. They hadn’t existed before, not unless they were the offspring of gods, but the mortals parents aren’t gods…” John frowned irritably. “What is happening?”<br><br>It bothered him to find beings stronger than him, and they weren’t even like his brother. He watched as Jarvis dumped more fries into the basket, and instead of grasping a handful as he had the impulse to do, he took a single straw and slipped it between his teeth like a cigarette as he sat there scowling at the battle with Hydroman that played before his eyes.<br><br>“I should have been able to kill him,” John thought angrily.<br><br>He continued to scowl at the basket of fries before he decided to confess one of his fears to the blonde. “How am I supposed to be the God of War if I succumb to such a humiliating defeat? It haunts me Carol. How I had nearly died to a mortal…the battle wasn’t even glorious. A mortal killing a god? The gods would laugh at me.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marvel Teen Avengers - Avengers Tower: Fluid Time Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Josietta</strong> on <strong>06-02-2012, 20:38:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/9d/CarolSunny.jpg)</div> <br><br><br><hr><br>&nbsp;<strong>Name/Alias:</strong> Carol Danvers / Ms Marvel<br>&nbsp;<strong>Origin:</strong> Altered Human<br>&nbsp;<strong>Location:</strong> Avengers Tower - Common Room/Kitchen<br>&nbsp;<strong>Tagged:</strong> Ares/John<br>&nbsp;<br><hr><br><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><em>“Quite unpleasant I’m sure. Forgive me; the twilight hour of yesterday was when I had last indulged. Although I do not starve, John does, and though normally I care not for manners, I will be civil before you Carol.”</em><br><br>She chuckled a little and watched as he wiped his mouth. Picking up her drink she sipped from the plastic bottled water before looking back to him, it made a slight popping noise before she sat it back down.<br><br><strong>"It's quite alright, I have brothers..."</strong><br><br>The explanation of manners and her brothers was instinctive though she wouldn't mention that her mother used a wooden spoon on them each time they didn't say excuse me or thank you. Carol had also briefly forgotten the simple fact that she no longer had two brothers, but one and she hadn't seen him in a good while. As he shifted the topic she was glad of it somewhat. It took her mind off of her family and what she had missed when she had lived at home. It was true she was no goddess, she was no Aphrodite and her parents were not gods either. His understandings of superpowered beings seemed to only be stemmed from the simple facts of god and mortal. <br><br>It took a lot of willpower not to go into the logistics and scientific details of the happenings when she started to explain how she had come about getting her own powers. Carol knew it was hard for Ares to understand how something of science could influence a mortal life to a point that they could rival a God's power. Even though this particular God, was slightly depowered because of his collar. <br><br><strong>"Some heroes are born due to science, purposeful or accidental. Some are born that way due to genetics. Mutants are super powered mortals because of something in their genetic make up that changes their DNA. It makes them stronger or tougher or in some cases able to control elements, like Ororo. Some humans submitted themselves to science as an experiment to gain powers to help man kind, like Steve. He is what they called a Super Soldier. If the text I read is true to form, then he was much weaker as a younger child in the forties and was given a serum to make him a lot tougher, more agile, and a good bit stronger. He's not as impervious as say, I am, but he's still superior to most humans as far as abilities go. You also have humans like me, who were victims of accidents or circumstance. The Fantastic Four were given their powers by a cosmic ray in outer space. It caused their DNA to shift and change making them super human. As for me... well.. I was kidnapped by an alien race and during an accident with their machines my genetic structure was altered, effectively making me a half-Kree superhuman."</strong><br><br>She looked to her bottle of water and twisted it around some before looking back at John again. Her bright blue eyes unsure of how he would handle her story or the fact that she wasn't human but more of a half alien sort of thing. It had taken Carol a while to come to terms with it herself and she still had yet to tell her family. They just knew she was in an accident that made her superhuman. She never told them the details of it all.<br><br><strong>"So...yeah.. I'm not really human, but I am mortal in a way.. I can still die. It just takes a bit more to kill me. And my parents are still mortal. As for the Hydro man, well I'm not sure you would have died. See the way I see it... you're a god John... God's don't die. I don't know what would have happened, who knows maybe you'd be sent to Hades or some such. But its not likely you'd have died. Everyone has their weaknesses. Lord, knows I do. But our weaknesses are what make us who we are. They make us unique. If you were perfect in every way... I'm not sure I could stand you. Faults are attractive. Perfection is annoying. With your faults you can grow stronger and overcome obstacles. If you were perfect you'd never have a challenge."</strong><br><br>The blonde heroine smiled at him and reached over to brush the back of her hand over his cheek lightly. She slipped up from her seat and leaned over to kiss him after he had finished the bit of food he shoveled in. Her lips just pressed against his lightly and she pulled them back to whisper against them.<br><br><strong>"We have a mission. We have to get to the war room. I do want to spend more time talking with you soon. Don't let your anger drive you too hard, John. Use the passion, yes. But the anger can blind you. I need your eyes on my back and if you are blind, it makes things harder."</strong><br><br>Looking down into his eyes she stared with her own liquid blue pools before she kissed him again lightly and moved to grab her yogurt, spoon, and banana. The team waited and the briefing would begin soon.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Concluded</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dark Deception</strong> on <strong>07-02-2012, 19:23:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v252/HlySd/HotMenChart_Michael_Churchill_11-1-1-1.jpg)</div><strong>Name/Alias</strong>: John Aaron / Ares<br><strong>Origin</strong>: Olympus<br><strong>Location</strong>: Kitchen<br><strong>Tagged</strong>: Carol and Jarvis<br><hr><br><br>John listened as Carol explained why powerful beings existed on earth and not just in the celestial realms. It was confusing how she talked about mutations and accidents. To think a human who happened to get into a car accident could just magically become a god or gain powers that rival a god. John frowned in his difficulty to understand the mere happenstance. When Carol confessed to being half-Kree; half-alien, he stared at her hard, trying to gaze past her blonde hair, blue eyes, and human resemblance. He had seen aliens before and they were all green, but she <em>wasn’t</em> green.<br><br><strong>As for the Hydro man, well I'm not sure you would have died. See the way I see it... you're a god John... God's don't die. I don't know what would have happened, who knows maybe you'd be sent to Hades or some such. But its not likely you'd have died. Everyone has their weaknesses. Lord, knows I do. But our weaknesses are what make us who we are. They make us unique. If you were perfect in every way... I'm not sure I could stand you. Faults are attractive. Perfection is annoying. With your faults you can grow stronger and overcome obstacles. If you were perfect you'd never have a challenge.</strong><br><br>There she went again with her wisdom that always cheered him up. He loved challenges, and she had a point. If he was perfect, then there would be no challenges; no wars.<br><br>“Are you certain you’re not a goddess?” John asked in jest. His hand rose, cupping the hand she had rested against his cheek and he drank the affection from her lips.<br><br>“I won’t let Thanatos touch you Carol,” he vowed. He cherished her second kiss and allowed her to leave to the meeting. He still had a meal to finish. The blonde had always left him in a dreamy, love-struck state, but she also made him feel strong. He had stared across the table at the far wall with a soft smile, but seeing as how his burgers hadn’t arrived yet, John’s fist struck the table, causing the plates, pizza tray, and fry basket to jump.<br><br>Jarvis replied on an exasperated breath, “Any minute now, Master Aaron.”
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