"Probably for good reason." One of the SHIELD agents snapped. It was clear they didn't seem to trust Tony either. They could tell he was not going to tell them either way.
SHIELD normally wanted to know everything. They just hoped that Clint would be able to get it out of him, But they were also aware that Tony didn't tell his friends some things as well.
"Why do you need THor? " Clint asked "I mean hes probably busy in Asgard, He is unlikely to come unless there is danger here on earth?" He shook his head. He had to try and trust what Tony was saying.
He knew that if Tony was found out to be lying, then they would both likely have alot of explaining to do. He didn't like SHIELD alot of the time, but it was hard just to get out when you had been there so many years. He knew leaving always made them even more suspicious of things. He looked around.
Loki was laying there quietly. He didn't want anybody knowing that he was here, He was feeling very weak. The god was lucky he wasn't coughing right now, he was shaking and trying to get warm. Loki only hoped that he wouldn't vomit. He knew that was likley to have somebody notice the sound, he knew it would set him off coughing as well.
The god was looking very weak.
He just wanted his brother to come and comfort him. He knew Thor was good at that. He was thinking quietly to himself. He knew that everything would be ok.
Clint was looking at him, he sighed deeply not wanting to do this "Alright Tony... I believe you," He whispered. He took the drink Tony offered him, he really needed to not be with SHIELD. He knew if anything went wrong it would put a strain on friendship. He also felt more loyal to the Avengers these days then SHIELD.
The other agents seemed unsure but the headed off. Clint didn't leave as he waited to see if Tony would say good bye to him,
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STATUS: May do some rps here maybe. But dunno. 5 yrs ago
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May do some rps here maybe. But dunno.
9 yrs ago
I can take on more rps here, Will still be on tumblr more but yeah
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11 yrs ago
I seriously feel like I lost most the rp parnters I had on here, Which is the reason for tumblr rps more these days
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11 yrs ago
Internet sucks as per usaul. !! I cant stand it
11 yrs ago
Avengers 2 omfg .. Just awesome.. XD
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Hey guys, Its me Magic or Magic223 what ever you want to call me (hate my username XD as it was so five secondy and was too late to change it, but meh XD)
Lol I am still around and stuff. But I tend to be on tumblr more , But I will still rp here, But I wont leave her and do still come back for my rp partners :D
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I rp MXM and MXF
I am mainly a fandom rper, but will occasionally rp OCS
Fandoms I rp
Rules
1 No smut, I am not interested in smut and only fade to black
2 Please don't god mod it gets annoying
3 I prefer a paragragh or more but will still accept a few lines, Just try write a proper sentence but longer replies more fun
4 Please tell me if you want to drop a thread, have issues etc,
5 Be Patient I will try to reply as often as I can but have rps other places too
Hit me up if interested
Lol I am still around and stuff. But I tend to be on tumblr more , But I will still rp here, But I wont leave her and do still come back for my rp partners :D
I rp MXM and MXF
I am mainly a fandom rper, but will occasionally rp OCS
Fandoms I rp
Rules
1 No smut, I am not interested in smut and only fade to black
2 Please don't god mod it gets annoying
3 I prefer a paragragh or more but will still accept a few lines, Just try write a proper sentence but longer replies more fun
4 Please tell me if you want to drop a thread, have issues etc,
5 Be Patient I will try to reply as often as I can but have rps other places too
Hit me up if interested
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hehe aww XD they getting up to trouble
Nearly have a post for you lol gotta go get bus in 40mins but once on bus should be back unless my friend is there, then I normally get on half way or something XD
Nearly have a post for you lol gotta go get bus in 40mins but once on bus should be back unless my friend is there, then I normally get on half way or something XD
yeah lol XD
Last time I wanted to fall asleep. But we had test and that made it harder
Last time I wanted to fall asleep. But we had test and that made it harder
The MAster was sleeping too, he looked weak laying there.
Its fine lol :D
lol ahh i dont wanta go to class today
"I won't collaspe from hunger." Sherlock snapped. He narrowed his eyes. He knew John would force him to eat if she called him. He knew that he couldn't go without food too much longer. He knew he hadn't eaten much in hospital either. But he had been feeling too horrible in hospital to eat. But his body did need it at some point. He was sure he could handle awhile longer without.
He hoped she wouldn't be the type to nag him about his health. John did enough of that. He didn't need it from her too. He knew he would just be as stuborn with her as he was with John or anybody else.
"MMph, " Sherlock grunted, He wasn't going to pretend he liked having her around. He couldn't when he wasn't impressed with her being his parnter for this case. He didn't need the extra help. He knew he was getting tired easier since the accident, but he could push that aside for awhile as well. He wasn't that tired yet. He just headed with her to the morgue. Unlike her he wasn't bothered by dead bodies. It was part of the job and could be quite interesting to him. He also knew it was impossible for people to come back as zombies.
He knew she was bothered by it as he could tell she was uncomfortable, He was able to read her easily there.
When they were let in , he looked around "Alright." He knew that Molly worked at the morgue too. But it was her day off. He was glad of that as he didn't want to deal with her today. He looked at Phillip and grunted "Morning." He mumbled, he didn't sound as friendly towards Phillip. Some people were easily upset by him, some were annoyed and some put up with it. He wondered what type Mae would be.
"Uncomfortable around dead bodies are we.?" He said to Mae. He wasn't sure how she wanted to be a detective if she was bothered by dead bodies. He was looking rather serious as he began to examine the bodies. There was alot going through his head right now.
He hoped she wouldn't be the type to nag him about his health. John did enough of that. He didn't need it from her too. He knew he would just be as stuborn with her as he was with John or anybody else.
"MMph, " Sherlock grunted, He wasn't going to pretend he liked having her around. He couldn't when he wasn't impressed with her being his parnter for this case. He didn't need the extra help. He knew he was getting tired easier since the accident, but he could push that aside for awhile as well. He wasn't that tired yet. He just headed with her to the morgue. Unlike her he wasn't bothered by dead bodies. It was part of the job and could be quite interesting to him. He also knew it was impossible for people to come back as zombies.
He knew she was bothered by it as he could tell she was uncomfortable, He was able to read her easily there.
When they were let in , he looked around "Alright." He knew that Molly worked at the morgue too. But it was her day off. He was glad of that as he didn't want to deal with her today. He looked at Phillip and grunted "Morning." He mumbled, he didn't sound as friendly towards Phillip. Some people were easily upset by him, some were annoyed and some put up with it. He wondered what type Mae would be.
"Uncomfortable around dead bodies are we.?" He said to Mae. He wasn't sure how she wanted to be a detective if she was bothered by dead bodies. He was looking rather serious as he began to examine the bodies. There was alot going through his head right now.
Sherlock was clearly annoyed, He was sure it was going to be struggling to even want to work with her. It was never easy for him to even deal with new people. He had never been good with people.
He was just waiting for Lestrade to get on with explaining the case. He hoped it was something interesting. He was rather bored with normal conversations right now. He leaned on the wall tapping his foot.
"Mmph." The detective muttered. He knew he was never patient with people. He couldn't help that, He was just Sherlock. He was also easily bored if the subject wasn't about cases. His interest sparked when the case was mentioned.
"Ah finally something interesting, " He returned his gaze from the window back to Lestrade.
"There has to be a reason that it was only men." His mind seemed to be working hard. He was trying to see what he could work out from that infomation.He knew he needed to see more of the evidence of the murders.
He knew he always worked it out in the end. Even when it was hard Sherlock could make it look easier than it was.
"Of course I want to see them, " Sherlock rolled his eyes and looked at Lestrade. He needed to, it helped give him clues. He knew he could work out alot from seeing the bodies. He was ingoring the pain that he was in. He could take a painkiller, but he wanted his mind to be clear. He also was to busy worrying about the case to be worried about his own pains. The detective was looking at her "Food slows me down, don't need breakfast."
He knew that wasn't true, he was rather hungry, but he wasn't giving into it, He hardly ever did. John sometimes had to force him, or hunger got too much and he gave in and got food, but he mostly waited until after cases.
Yeah right Sherlock thought, he didn't want to believe her there. Working with another detective wasn't something that could go well in his opinion. "Nobody can be a second John." John was his best friend and nobody else had ever meant that much to him. He was so terrible and making friends, He knew he probably couldn't be friends with Mae so easily.
He huffed "Your stuck with me, I don't have to like it." There was a harshness to his voice. He knew there was no way that he could be ok with this at all. He was looking around . He doubted he even needed the help.
He was just waiting for Lestrade to get on with explaining the case. He hoped it was something interesting. He was rather bored with normal conversations right now. He leaned on the wall tapping his foot.
"Mmph." The detective muttered. He knew he was never patient with people. He couldn't help that, He was just Sherlock. He was also easily bored if the subject wasn't about cases. His interest sparked when the case was mentioned.
"Ah finally something interesting, " He returned his gaze from the window back to Lestrade.
"There has to be a reason that it was only men." His mind seemed to be working hard. He was trying to see what he could work out from that infomation.He knew he needed to see more of the evidence of the murders.
He knew he always worked it out in the end. Even when it was hard Sherlock could make it look easier than it was.
"Of course I want to see them, " Sherlock rolled his eyes and looked at Lestrade. He needed to, it helped give him clues. He knew he could work out alot from seeing the bodies. He was ingoring the pain that he was in. He could take a painkiller, but he wanted his mind to be clear. He also was to busy worrying about the case to be worried about his own pains. The detective was looking at her "Food slows me down, don't need breakfast."
He knew that wasn't true, he was rather hungry, but he wasn't giving into it, He hardly ever did. John sometimes had to force him, or hunger got too much and he gave in and got food, but he mostly waited until after cases.
Yeah right Sherlock thought, he didn't want to believe her there. Working with another detective wasn't something that could go well in his opinion. "Nobody can be a second John." John was his best friend and nobody else had ever meant that much to him. He was so terrible and making friends, He knew he probably couldn't be friends with Mae so easily.
He huffed "Your stuck with me, I don't have to like it." There was a harshness to his voice. He knew there was no way that he could be ok with this at all. He was looking around . He doubted he even needed the help.
Jack seemed relaxed with her rubbing his temples. It seemed to sooth him a bit. He smiled a bit and closed his eyes. "Who needs hospital nurses when I have you." He grinned and smiled weakly.
He tilted his head when he smelt tea "I suppose tea would be good." he knew the Doctor believed it helped alot of the time.
The immortal was weak and shaky.
The Doctor was looking at her "Mmm" He sipped his tea. He had a feeling that things would get worse if the Master was causing trouble, but for now he was just enjoying what peace there was to be had.
He hugged her.
He tilted his head when he smelt tea "I suppose tea would be good." he knew the Doctor believed it helped alot of the time.
The immortal was weak and shaky.
The Doctor was looking at her "Mmm" He sipped his tea. He had a feeling that things would get worse if the Master was causing trouble, but for now he was just enjoying what peace there was to be had.
He hugged her.
Sherlock grunted when Lestrade asked him how he was feeling. In truth Sherlock wasn't feeling that great yet, he didn't want to let Lestrade know that. He was still somewhat sore and in pain. But he had never let that stop him, "I'm fine." He said sharply."Of course I am glad to be out of hospital , I was dying of boredom." He was looking off out the window.
He didn't want to talk about his health. He was finding that rather dull. He just wanted to get to the case.
"Of course I am well enough to work, I'm not dead," The detective said firmly. Even if anybody said anything, nobody could really stop him from wanting to work. He still had awhile before he would be ok, and truth was he was a bit tramuatized from the accident, but he didn't let it show. He also refused to even admit that he had nightmares. He wasn't fully ok, but he would never let anybody know that.
The detective grunted when Lestrade said he had somebody for him to meet.
He didn't need anybody to help him. He only ever really tolerated John. John was his friend, he didn't mind him.
Anybody else Sherlock saw as a threat and another detective was a threat to his job. He eyed her. The male detective was trying to read her. He knew he was pretty good at that.
"Sherlock Holmes. Though suppose you know that." He didn't sound that pleased to be meeting her, He knew he wasn't. Work for me? More like try take over the case he thought bitterly.
He was feeling quite threatened. He glared at Lestarde a bit. He didn't like anybody who he would see as getting in his way. The detective winced and leaned on the wall. He hadn't even had breakfast yet. He knew he was always nagged about the fact he should eat.
To Sherlock though eating just slowed him down. He seemed bored. He looked at Lestrade "So the case?" He asked trying to pretend like Mae wasn't there. He knew he was stuck with her.
Something he wasn't too happy about. He hoped that after this case or sooner than that he could get her out of the way. He was the detective here who did most of the cases, he didn't need her, He didn't seem to have paid attention to Lestrade telling him yo be nice to her, He was trying to ingore the pain from his still healing injures. He was determined to not end up back in hospital.
He didn't want to talk about his health. He was finding that rather dull. He just wanted to get to the case.
"Of course I am well enough to work, I'm not dead," The detective said firmly. Even if anybody said anything, nobody could really stop him from wanting to work. He still had awhile before he would be ok, and truth was he was a bit tramuatized from the accident, but he didn't let it show. He also refused to even admit that he had nightmares. He wasn't fully ok, but he would never let anybody know that.
The detective grunted when Lestrade said he had somebody for him to meet.
He didn't need anybody to help him. He only ever really tolerated John. John was his friend, he didn't mind him.
Anybody else Sherlock saw as a threat and another detective was a threat to his job. He eyed her. The male detective was trying to read her. He knew he was pretty good at that.
"Sherlock Holmes. Though suppose you know that." He didn't sound that pleased to be meeting her, He knew he wasn't. Work for me? More like try take over the case he thought bitterly.
He was feeling quite threatened. He glared at Lestarde a bit. He didn't like anybody who he would see as getting in his way. The detective winced and leaned on the wall. He hadn't even had breakfast yet. He knew he was always nagged about the fact he should eat.
To Sherlock though eating just slowed him down. He seemed bored. He looked at Lestrade "So the case?" He asked trying to pretend like Mae wasn't there. He knew he was stuck with her.
Something he wasn't too happy about. He hoped that after this case or sooner than that he could get her out of the way. He was the detective here who did most of the cases, he didn't need her, He didn't seem to have paid attention to Lestrade telling him yo be nice to her, He was trying to ingore the pain from his still healing injures. He was determined to not end up back in hospital.
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