captaindanger
Peter Parker
Katie wasn't much of one for meting new people, but with the Avengers being her family, it was becoming more and more normal that everyday she were surrounded by multiple faces. Had she had it her way, she would've just gone cross country living in her old RV, but because they were technically always working these days, she had no choice but to stay in the new compound with the rest of the group. It didn't make it easier knowing they were her sort of friends, and that she was only there for business, but she was determined to not go out of her way to run into anyone. It was a large compound, you'd think it be easy. And you'd be wrong.
It had only been a week since the snap that took away millions of people, and that meant a lot of chaos everywhere. The government struggled to come up with answers for what had happened or policies about how to move forward, because, what do you do in that sort of situation? Do you clean out the now abandoned houses and let others buy them? Do you wait for those people to come back, or do you help the ones still on Earth and deal with the consequences later? What would those consequences be? What other horrible things could happen now that the Avengers had failed? Some even went so far as to question the legitimacy of SHIELD and the Avengers themselves, beginning awful conspiracy theories about how Tony was probably working alongside Thanos and was using the rest of the Avengers as his minions. That one, specifically, was the joke repeated often around the halls of what Katie thought was an absurdly large building. And to her amusement, it pissed off the wealthy Stark to no ends.
The redhead shook her head in response to Tony's words and straightened up. She had been leaned over on his work table, watching him work and study on the glove that Thanos had made with the Infinity Stones. He had gone onto a tangent about his research and what he was trying to accomplish, which she thought she had done a good job of tuning out, until she tuned back in and suddenly Tony was complaining about the rumors about him again.
Katie stared back with a blank expression and crossed her arms, straightening up to meet his gaze.
In unison, both people in the room wrinkled their nose in disapproval.
Tony fixed a hard stare in Katie's direction, though she ignored it completely.
This, Katie cracked a small smile at.
Katie had never been down here before, but she'd also only been there four or five days. She wasn't one for socializing, and save for when Natasha would invite her to dinner or for them to go running and spar together, the beautiful redhead had decided it best if she stayed in her room. Though now, she was realizing that Tony wasn't so bad. She could see why he would get under other people's skin, but that personality trait made him good company for her. She wasn't much of a fan favorite either. Partially by choice, partially because she had the socialization skills of a fork. Tony didn't force her to talk, and was fine with the complete silence that would sometimes fall over them. Whether it was because he didn't care to talk or because he knew she didn't want to, Katie had no clue, but was thankful for it either way.
It had only been a week since the snap that took away millions of people, and that meant a lot of chaos everywhere. The government struggled to come up with answers for what had happened or policies about how to move forward, because, what do you do in that sort of situation? Do you clean out the now abandoned houses and let others buy them? Do you wait for those people to come back, or do you help the ones still on Earth and deal with the consequences later? What would those consequences be? What other horrible things could happen now that the Avengers had failed? Some even went so far as to question the legitimacy of SHIELD and the Avengers themselves, beginning awful conspiracy theories about how Tony was probably working alongside Thanos and was using the rest of the Avengers as his minions. That one, specifically, was the joke repeated often around the halls of what Katie thought was an absurdly large building. And to her amusement, it pissed off the wealthy Stark to no ends.
"I mean, how does that even work?"
the brunette retorted, pausing from his work at his workbench, looking up at Katie with what was nothing short of a sleep deprived and delirious man. Ever since the snap, Tony had been quick to anger and awake at all hours. Katie and the rest of the Avengers knew that it had to do with a certain web slinging boy having gone in the wind with the rest of the currently missing humans, but it was evident in not just his appearance, but his words too. Somehow, the around the clock annoyance had a new level of stressed that had never been reached before, and through his fast irritation it was plain as day to hear the panic and regret in his voice. It was noticed by all, but also mentioned by nobody. It was a bear nobody felt like poking."Do they think that I bought out Steve and the others to listen to me? There are people that think us arguing years ago was a front for this whole mess!"
Katie couldn't be bothered to pretend to flinch as Tony suddenly stood up and slammed his hands down on his table in frustration. Though she'd only met him recently, she found herself liking him the most out of everyone else. Steve was too polite, Thor was always in and out, and Carol hadn't been spotted since the snap happened. As her luck would have it, when Katie had been wandering the halls trying to find the kitchen, she'd hit the wrong button on the elevator and found her way into Tony and Bruce's labs. They were both on the same floor underground, and she'd had the fortunate timing to have run into Tony instead of the occasional green giant. They got along well, for two people who had been labeled as 'doesn't play nice with others'. While the playboy was more inclined to be social even just for the sake of being the center of attention, Katie much preferred to be both out of sight and mind of those she didn't know well. Hell, even to those she did know. If her family were still around she probably wouldn't talk to them much either. She liked her space.The redhead shook her head in response to Tony's words and straightened up. She had been leaned over on his work table, watching him work and study on the glove that Thanos had made with the Infinity Stones. He had gone onto a tangent about his research and what he was trying to accomplish, which she thought she had done a good job of tuning out, until she tuned back in and suddenly Tony was complaining about the rumors about him again.
"It's stupid, I don't even care."
he scoffed, turning around from his table and walking to his desk. "I just wish that if people were going to waste their breath talking about me, they'd say something more interesting."
As if he could hear Katie roll her eyes, Tony whipped back around and pointed a finger at the girl. "You think I'm being ridiculous."
Katie stared back with a blank expression and crossed her arms, straightening up to meet his gaze.
"I think you need to sleep. And maybe take a shower, you're starting to smell like whatever Natasha made last night."
Whatever the girl had made, Katie thought it smelled horrible. She wasn't even sure what it was supposed to be when it was done - fish, beef, chicken - it could've been anything and she wouldn't have cared at all. The scent of it hung over the entire building like the weight of those lost in the snap. It was atrocious. Katie had woken up from a nap thinking the house was burning down because of all the smoke, and then she watched Natasha and Steve running around in the kitchen, throwing things off the balcony and then jumping over the balcony to 'properly dispose' of...whatever had been made. As to what that meant, Katie had no idea.In unison, both people in the room wrinkled their nose in disapproval.
"That's not a nice thing to say to me."
Tony said, with his eyes narrowing. Katie knew he was joking, though the pain in his eyes was very real. She had no doubt in her mind that he'd wished the teasing was coming from someone who was instead a high school aged boy. "I could make you homeless, you know."
"But who would tell you when you look like shit?"
"Everyone. Whereas, who would you freeload off of if I weren't here?"
"Natasha would kill you."
Tony fixed a hard stare in Katie's direction, though she ignored it completely.
"She can get in line. Apparently everyone wants to kill me."
This, Katie cracked a small smile at.
"You're just so popular."
She drummed her hands on his desk quietly before straightening back up and began walking slowly around the room. Behind her, she heard the turning of wheels, and knew that Tony had sat back down on his barstool to continue working. Rather than care to ask why he was still continuing on instead of taking a nap or swiping some deodorant on, she chose to instead look around.Katie had never been down here before, but she'd also only been there four or five days. She wasn't one for socializing, and save for when Natasha would invite her to dinner or for them to go running and spar together, the beautiful redhead had decided it best if she stayed in her room. Though now, she was realizing that Tony wasn't so bad. She could see why he would get under other people's skin, but that personality trait made him good company for her. She wasn't much of a fan favorite either. Partially by choice, partially because she had the socialization skills of a fork. Tony didn't force her to talk, and was fine with the complete silence that would sometimes fall over them. Whether it was because he didn't care to talk or because he knew she didn't want to, Katie had no clue, but was thankful for it either way.
the fighter
katie
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