Before any arrived a chime sounded in the room he was in which indicated a flagged email had just come through. “Sir, you have an email with a name you flagged this morning. Shall I read it out to you?” Athena asked in her slightly robotic voice, Oberon made a mental note to go through the Stark A.I. files that were confiscated by Pepper Potts and S.H.I.E.L.D. [color=00aeef] “Yes Athena please do so.”[/color] Oberon said as he was reading and scrolling through the files that James sent over. As she began to read his eyes landed on the image James had taken of Wildheart. Memories then began to play in his head of the night before as Athena read and a look of shock rapidly took over his face. [color=00aeef] “No, no, no…this can’t be her. Can it?”[/color]  

[color=00aeef] “Athena, please call Miss Blackwood. Encrypt the line, place a digital track on her phone, and record the call.”[/color]  Oberon stood as the office he was in began to ring out. He then clicked a button on the panel beside the door which locked the room down from surveillance and tampering outside of his own devices. 

Ash was stalking across a rooftop when she felt the earpiece she wore chime in her ear. She wasn't one for gadgets but her brother had insisted that he and certain others would have a way to reach her. She crouched on the edge of the roof watching the men below as she tapped her ear. 

[color=green]"Adrian, I'm in the middle of something here."[/color] She said quietly. [color=green]"What is it?"[/color]

Oberon’s eyes quirked up as Ashlyn answered and he was almost jealous if the next part of the file hadn’t mentioned her brother. Then for half a second Oberon checked himself and cleared his throat. [color=00aeef] “I ummm no Miss Blackwood this is Oberon Price from the Gala. I just received your email after my meeting. I’d look to discuss more fundraising opportunities as well as…umm well other future endeavors but unfortunately I can't really discuss those propositions over the phone. Sadly there isn't any telling who might be listening these days. I'd love to discuss things with you in person. Either today or tonight, I leave it to you to decide if you'd like lunch or dinner?”[/color]  It had all come out sounding more business-like than he intended but then again if she was who his brain was thinking then their meeting might not have been by chance though he hoped it had been.

Ash nearly cursed aloud when she realized her mistake and then promptly blushed. She hadn't really expected him to call, not after how she had left things at the Gala. But she was ridiculously pleased that he had. Keeping an eye on the men below, grateful that tonight she'd decided to do some recon before taking down this particular gang hideout. 

[color=green]"Oh Oberon...I-I mean Mr Price."[/color] She wanted to sink into the floor, [i]get ahold of yourself Ash[/i]

[color=green]"I'm glad you called."[/color] She said after a deep breath.
[color=green]"I agree there are too many ways to listen in with technology these days. I'm available for lunch or I could come to dinner."[/color] She blushed again. [i]oh this is ridiculous, could you have sounded any more desperate?[/i] 

[color=green]"Do you have a preference?"[/color] She asked, apparently unable to make the decision herself. 

Oberon made an effort to keep the huge smile he had on his face out of his voice. [color=00aeef] “Well now that you mention dinner might be better. I have a few other meetings today that might run long and I wouldn’t want to miss the chance to talk to you face to face…again.”[/color]  He said it with a bit more glee than he was used to displaying but he hoped he managed not to be off putting. 

[color=00aeef] “Dinner around say seven thirty? If you are comfortable with it I can host you in the penthouse here. Nothing more secure and I assure your safety as well.”[/color]  He hid his face in his hands. Smooth move there buddy, again if she was her then he knew she was capable of handling herself. [color=00aeef] “I can 
cook anything you like as my kitchen is fully stocked.” [/color] 

Yup this just got better. Make yourself sound like a businessman in the beginning then a dork and then to put the cherry on top come off as a smug asshole with your fully stocked kitchen. [color=00aeef] “What do you say?”[/color]  He totally expected her to say no and prepared himself for it.

Ash smiled as he offered dinner at his place. It would give her time to finish her recon and she liked the idea of dinner with him. She found herself remembering his smell and blushed again. She really needed to work on that.

[color=green]"I would like that. Should I meet you there?"[/color]

Oberon almost gasped as he had been holding his breath for the answer of no until she said she would like that. LIKE THAT. His brain repeated it over and over forgetting who she might be but focusing on who she was. [color=00aeef] “Yes, that would be perfect. What shall I prepare for you?”[/color]  He smiled and without really realizing it he was biting his lower lip.

Ash suddenly felt the need to jump up and dance like a love sick teenager. She did not forget where she was thankfully and settled for a wide smile instead. 

[color=green]"Surprise me."[/color] She said, then after a moment she added.
[color=green]"As long as it's not vegetarian I'm sure I'll enjoy it. So I will see you this evening then."[/color] 

This time he couldn’t keep the smile out of his voice. [color=00aeef] “Great! I'll certainly surprise you with whatever I come up with! Oh and just wear something you are comfy in. No need to dress up if you don’t wanna, I'll be wearing an apron anyway.”[/color]  He paused, then corrected himself. [color=00aeef] “Well not only an apron but anyway.”[/color]  He chuckled lightly and smiled again. [color=00aeef] “I'll see you tonight Ashlyn.”[/color]  With that he hung up the phone just as giddy as he was with his first girlfriend in highschool. 

With that flash of memory though his eyes suddenly flashed blue and in his head he heard the scream then the voice that had accompanied these memories since the final battle of what was now known as the Infinity War. With a slight hiss the voice grew louder, [color=00aeef][b][i] “You know you'll just hurt this one too. You can’t get too close to anyone with your cold touch. No one is warm enough to unthaw that frozen heart of yours. In the end it’ll be just you…and me.”[/i][/b][/color] 

The last word then echoed in his mind and the un-natural light in his eyes dimmed and died. Oberon shook his head and sighed as he put his hands over his eyes and pressed them there. 
[color=00aeef] “One day you'll be out of my head. Until then I'll just keep suppressing you.”[/color]  He stepped over to the bar and made himself a drink while waiting for the two men to arrive.