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heirtotheshield) wrote2019-08-18 09:20 pm
heirtotheshield) wrote2019-08-18 09:20 pm
Francis, begins
The fight in Ultra City isn't over, not yet. Ultron is gone, for now, thanks to Torrun, but there's still that worry in the back of his mind, that Ultron will be back, and they still won't be ready for him.
Tonight, he's taken a fire away from the others. Pym and Azari are off doing something that looks like a complicated game of tag. Torrun is praying to her father again. Or actually talking to him, for all James knows. Tony is working on Vision's body that they'd fetched from the Arctic.
He just needs a moment to get this all straightened out in his head. Thor is real. Clint Barton had been real. That meant....
A soft voice, singing in Russian, the smell of sweat and metal, the feel of the shield under his tiny hands. All that could have been real too.
He pokes his fire a bit, eating the rations that Tony had found for them. He's not sure what he's brooding about tonight, but this is far more than just not wanting to listen to Tony. This is his wanting to know where they go from here.
He hears the scrape of a shoe and has a moment to brace himself before Francis joins him at the fire. He doesn't say anything, just uses his stick to poke the flames again.
Tonight, he's taken a fire away from the others. Pym and Azari are off doing something that looks like a complicated game of tag. Torrun is praying to her father again. Or actually talking to him, for all James knows. Tony is working on Vision's body that they'd fetched from the Arctic.
He just needs a moment to get this all straightened out in his head. Thor is real. Clint Barton had been real. That meant....
A soft voice, singing in Russian, the smell of sweat and metal, the feel of the shield under his tiny hands. All that could have been real too.
He pokes his fire a bit, eating the rations that Tony had found for them. He's not sure what he's brooding about tonight, but this is far more than just not wanting to listen to Tony. This is his wanting to know where they go from here.
He hears the scrape of a shoe and has a moment to brace himself before Francis joins him at the fire. He doesn't say anything, just uses his stick to poke the flames again.