Shoot your gun, baby, I come undone.

Jan 31, 2012 21:22

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[ The Avengers are on site, scattered around the area, with the bad guys quickly dwindling down in numbers, and leaving minimum destruction in their wake. Nick Fury, at least, will be pleased about that.

But as soon as Steve starts to think that the coast is clear, a powerful blast knocks him off his feet and sends him flying through the air, eventually hitting the ground hard as he's dragged along, and when he does finally stop it's with a knock to the back of the head from the truck that's blocking his path. The owner of which, typically, is yelling at him about the dint in the side that only adds to the deafening ringing in his ears and the distorted vision. ]

What the hell was that? [ Looking around, he can make out the figures of the others clambering to their feet, all except... ] Tony.

[ Heaving himself up, apologising with a wince for the damage, Steve stumbles around the street in search of her, but she's no where to be found. He calls out her name and keeps on going. ]

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