Repulsors dim as the last of the gunfire rings out. His helmet turns toward the crumpled body behind him, then toward Yelena.
“You know,” He starts as the faceplate hisses upward. “I had him. But, nice shot, Baby Widow. Couldn’t have done it without you.”
He could’ve.
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shooting past the [ 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 ] with the bullet barely hitting them and neutralizing the threat .
“ don’t look at me like that . i just saved your life , you’d think you’d be more grateful for it . ”
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Starter for @EXHEALR.
The restaurant wasn’t particularly expensive. Yes, he’d accrued a portion of his wealth back, but it was nowhere near how he used to have it. Part of him 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚𝙙 the quaint nature of everything. No paparazzi outside of his workshop when he left.
@EXHEALR “Friends. Places that don’t exist here for whatever reason.” A small laugh escapes him. Not because it’s funny, but because there isn’t really another response.
“Home is about fourteen billion light years away. And a universe to the left.” He shrugs. “But, for all intents
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@EXHEALR her expression. “Hey, I’d like to think of myself as 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙙 of a genius. Despite what Reed Richards says, I’m pretty sure I’m still 3rd on the list.”
He thinks back to the Reed Richards of his universe and grins for a bit at the fond memory. The grin fades after a bit
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@EXHEALR restaurant, but Tony liked the view outside. Ever since the cave all those years ago, being 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚 unsettled him unless it was his workshop.
His brows raise as he looks toward the tablet now, watching as it shows a bit more data. “So, how’ve things been since the
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