//havenโt had muse in a while, iโm honestly in a rough spot mentally but iโm doing my best to get through it. not leaving this verse or anything, just please donโt expect replies immediately since i need to deal with my rl shit first. i appreciate everyone who is writing with me.
yeah, i think you might be right about that, things donโt ever seem to go right.
oh i will, and honestly? i hope thatโs the case, i love when someone i underestimate provides me with a challenge.
donโt gotta tell me twice. pretty sure itโs all just one fuckinโ trainwreck after another til you die.
better remember you said that. might regret it one day.
itโs a long story, heโs basically trying to rid the multiverse of villains.
peter was happy to accept the tea, lifting it up and blowing on it, before taking a small sip.
โitโs very good, thank you.โ there is a small nod of acknowledgment from the man.
โthe nameโs peter.โ
. . .
Yes. He can.
Brewing him some strong gree tea with added honey, Narya would present him with the cup containing it shortly after, setting it down on the saucer placed before him.
โ I hope it is to your taste. โ
well thatโs fair, he typically doesnโt go out of way to make people laugh so peter is a bit out of practice.
heโs sure her sense of humor is just fine!
probably good, getting your hopes up in life is generally a bad move.
i appreciate the warning, and if we do fight one day, i hope you donโt hold back.
wonโt get my hopes up, but iโll be there if you decide to call.
feel like i should warn you, iโm tougher than i look and i throw a hell of a punch.
me stronger, faster, more agile and he improves my reflexes. i can also transform into his form, though he is a bit psychotic, so i have to be careful and not let him take over. i have to be the one in control, and i usually am.โ
peter nodded slowly, taking their information in, even if the rattlers were gone, it was worth it to see for himself.
โiโll just double-check, canโt be too careful.โ
the man tilted his head after their question, scratching it with his fingers.
โheโs like an alien, he makes+
A quiet morning; it is not nearly as cold as she'd like it to be.
Nevertheless, a cup of tea is in order. It was time to ๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ซ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ฒ.
@feroxobscura to my hotel room. unless of course, thatโs not fancy enough for you.โ peterโs tone on the last sentence was that of playful teasing, he was starting to feel more comfortable around her, and that was how he showed it.
good, his goal of sending a message is working.
โno, i donโt work for those assholesโ.โ head tilt, followed by a brow raise.
โโi can handle myself just fine, i donโt need any of you half measures getting in my way.โ yeah, she irked him a little.
right . . that description is definitely ringing a bell now.
"you're not working for vought, are you? not to cross a line here but .. shouldn't you then leave the 'villian hunting' to actual superheroes? I mean . . . . โโ it's literally my job."
@feroxobscura complicated and quite frankly, a conversation that could take up an entire day.
when the blonde floated her question, peter took a moment to think about it. both had their risks, but going to hers seemed far more dangerous.
โgiven that youโre a celebrity, we should probably go+