4- abuse : tony/brucesaveitforwhatMay 18 2012, 07:15:58 UTC
The other guy just won't grant him any semblance of peace, not even one, was it so hard to ask? just...please, make everything stop. Bruce didn't know what the hulk's problem was this time, but his constant presence in his mind is so overburdening him that he decides to try to release the stress. if he's lucky, maybe he could kill himself and have a brief moment of silence that consisted of nothingness. Bruce had taken tony's very kind offer to stay with him at stark tower, though he needed alot of convincing in doing so, but today he figured stark was out. so this was the perfect opportunity to make another attempt at offing himself, maybe there was something he missed that he hadn't seen before. so going to the kitchen, he took a small knife and started dragging the blade across his arm in a straight, horizontal line. one line, two, three and then four.
Pardon the OMG YAY!starkingenuityMay 18 2012, 10:01:28 UTC
Scratching his belly under a black tank top, Tony nods a greeting to Bruce with eyes half closed and heads right to the liquor cabinet. It's like he's got one in every damned room, a place to self medicate. "Want a--"
Cut short by nearly breaking his neck slipping on something, Tony glances down at one bare foot and sees red. Curious and still not quite following, his eyes make their way up to Bruce. To the knife in his hand. And then the slashes on his arm. He blinks slowly before he drops the glass.
He had been there when someone he could only say now was a friend mentioned trying to eat a bullet. And what happened after that. "No no no! I just remodeled!"
And more than that? Well he said it already. Bruce is a friend. And his friend is bleeding out in his kitchen. He jumps over broken glass and snaps his hands on his forearms. "JARVIS. I need medical help!"
Lol i love these two to death.saveitforwhatMay 18 2012, 14:00:35 UTC
He could just hear the other guys taunting roar of laughter, maybe thinking him dumb enough to have ever thunk he could possibly rid himself of the beast. And it was fucked up of him to have even considered slicing his arm, but when depressed he would practically do anything for one peaceful moment. Bruce rests a hand, the one holding the knife, atop his head as if trying to figure out how he should cope but then his eyes flicker up at tony and a pang of worry and guilt, hits him. But he doesn't do anything because it would take away too much energy- for the shorter male had managed to get a very dangerous blood flow running and he was pretty sure he hit a main artery. With the way he had been going, it was much more than just a few slashes to the arm. Expressionless, banner states, "you weren't supposed to be here. To witness this..."
7! Hope Secret Avengers is ok!irredeemed_antMay 20 2012, 12:38:17 UTC
[Well Carter might have wanted Steve to save her from the big monster but fate gave her Eric O'Grady so live with it. Cue one painful ant-sized punch to the eye by Eric there before he zips down to Sharon side, landing on her shoulder.]
Yep. Everyone's favourite Superperv. ;)irredeemed_antMay 20 2012, 20:45:02 UTC
[To which Eric would have said that if she's gonna be like like he'd rather rescue Sin. No wait, she isn't hot anymore. Madame Hydra then.]
Of course I do... biggie! Heesh, even Tash would have been grateful... That way!
[He clutches onto her shoulder as she runs, prepared to ditch her for the air just in case.] Rhodes said he'd try and blast that things if we lured it round the building!
Re: Blaine W Anderson/Glee/gaynot2becrossedMay 18 2012, 13:41:05 UTC
Lukaas had finally gotten settled. New apartment, new country, and new job and he was already stuck in a meeting. He was bored, a little jet lagged still and he had already read all of this in the packet in front of him. He looked over and saw the dark haired man across from him and damn if he wasn't cute. He smiled and gave him a little nod.
Blaine smiled back, holding his face up on his palm, needing some fresh air before he up and fell asleep. He mimed the motion for talking on the phone, then held out his hand, pulling his own phone out at the same time.
7 Them run on sentences.suewnsongMay 19 2012, 00:22:42 UTC
See, she knows eventually he'll figure out that companions are good for more than just moral compasses and loneliness teddy bears. Eventually he'll start bringing in back up just in case his cleverness ends up with him dangling over an open volcano, about to be sacrificed to quell an angry group of volcanic parasites.
Unfortunately, when most of her life seems to be composed of dealing with him before he learned that lesson. So, that's really no consolation every time she finds herself dressed up in heavy woolen robes, frizzing out her curls and drying out her skin in unforgivable ways.
What is consolation? The satisfaction of striking a dramatic pose drawling out her most smug 'Hello Sweetie' along with her requisite heroics of the day. Like flipping the counter balance just right so the Doctor and the wooden arm holding him out over the molten rock swings into the people who might be otherwise inclined to push him back out over the volcano
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Cut short by nearly breaking his neck slipping on something, Tony glances down at one bare foot and sees red. Curious and still not quite following, his eyes make their way up to Bruce. To the knife in his hand. And then the slashes on his arm. He blinks slowly before he drops the glass.
He had been there when someone he could only say now was a friend mentioned trying to eat a bullet. And what happened after that. "No no no! I just remodeled!"
And more than that? Well he said it already. Bruce is a friend. And his friend is bleeding out in his kitchen. He jumps over broken glass and snaps his hands on his forearms. "JARVIS. I need medical help!"
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Sharon, it's Eric, he's down, now run!
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You think, bug?
[And she's taking off now, racing up an upturned car, and ducks into a building.]
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Of course I do... biggie! Heesh, even Tash would have been grateful... That way!
[He clutches onto her shoulder as she runs, prepared to ditch her for the air just in case.] Rhodes said he'd try and blast that things if we lured it round the building!
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Unfortunately, when most of her life seems to be composed of dealing with him before he learned that lesson. So, that's really no consolation every time she finds herself dressed up in heavy woolen robes, frizzing out her curls and drying out her skin in unforgivable ways.
What is consolation? The satisfaction of striking a dramatic pose drawling out her most smug 'Hello Sweetie' along with her requisite heroics of the day. Like flipping the counter balance just right so the Doctor and the wooden arm holding him out over the molten rock swings into the people who might be otherwise inclined to push him back out over the volcano ( ... )
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