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Anya Antonovna Romanova Stark ([info]anyastark) wrote in [info]marvel_nextgen,
@ 2010-05-23 06:57:00


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Entry tags:anya stark, inactive - beetle, inactive - elise von strucker, inactive - jay macendale, inactive - molly hayes, inactive - rok lu, inactive - victor mancha, npc team - hydra, team - thunderbolts

There Goes the Neighborhood
The move to Cambridge had gone surprisingly smoothly. Anya had her two suits packed into shipping containers and packed onto a truck. Along with other various pieces of equipment, mainly computers and screens, and a trunk or two of her clothes. The ride up was uneventful as Anya followed the truck in her car.

The renovations to the old firehouse were almost done. There was still a little bit of work left to be done, but the place was liveable now and ready for the new team. It was an old firehouse with four floors for living space, a garage at the bottom and a expansive basement. Anya was claiming the basement area for her lab. It was the most open space in the building and could be secured better than the rest.

The ground floor was for vehicles. So far there was only her car, but she was sure there were more to come. The first floor was the kitchen and living area, the second a gym and a game room, and the other two floors were bedrooms. Each member would be able to have their own room along with an extra room for a guest room. It had come along quite nicely.

Moving day had arrived and one by one the members she had invited to join the team had arrived. Rooms where claimed and they put away belongings.

By the time dinner time rolled around, everyone was tired and no one wanted to cook. In Anya's case it was lack of skills which prevented her from cooking. So it was dinner out on Anya. They headed down the block to Cinderella's. It was Italian food and she was sure everyone could find something to eat.

They sat around the table and talked while they ate.



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[info]anyastark
2010-05-27 02:10 am UTC (link)
Anya arrived back at the table to catch the last bit. She turned to look at the woman who had just come in. "What's going on?" she asked quietly.

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[info]neogoblin
2010-05-27 02:15 am UTC (link)
Jay quirks an eyebrow and looks towards the mentioned woman. He checks her out and lets out a little noise of approval. "Somethin' wrong with her?" he asks.

When Anya comes back, Jay shrugs. "No clue."

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[info]onearmofhydra
2010-05-27 02:17 am UTC (link)
Sergei sits on a rooftop across the street, grumbling to himself. He isn't fond of using tranquilizer rounds, but he's getting paid to bring the girl in unharmed so that's what he'll do. She goes toward the restaurant, but Sergei's not worried.

Either she'll come out, or they'll go in and get her.

He loads his rifle, takes a deep breath, and lines up his sights on the door. The moment she comes out, they'll be ready for her.

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[info]einszweidrei
2010-05-27 06:59 am UTC (link)
Elise notices when restaurant patrons seem to notice her entrance. She doesn't openly acknowledge them but her eyebrow does rise a bit. It's all the confirmation she needs to accept the weird feeling she has as fact. She sits, gets a menu, and though she has no intention of ordering anything she lifts it as though reading it over. In truth, she's using it to shield her eyes as she looks around. It was certain that her grandfather would send Sergei after her--he'd done it before but it was also certain that wherever he was set up, she wasn't going to see him. The question was who else was after her and how quickly could she get away from the restaurant before the brawl started this time?

She sat the menu back down on the table and then lay her hands, palms down. There was a slight rumble that passed through the table. Whatever she was going to be facing out there, there were other people to consider. Concussive force blasts it would be. She didn't know how much time she had to formulate an escape plan before they came after her...

"Damn it," she whispered to herself though it was possibly audible to those nearby. All she had wanted was a cup of coffee.

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[info]dont_bug_me
2010-05-27 05:19 pm UTC (link)
"I know that look," Sydney said. "She's running from something. Or someone."

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[info]neogoblin
2010-05-27 05:33 pm UTC (link)
Jay frowns. "Yeah," he says quietly. "Question is, what?" he pauses and looks towards Anya. "And is it our problem?"

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[info]anyastark
2010-05-28 11:22 am UTC (link)
"She needs help," Anya said. "That makes it our problem."

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[info]neogoblin
2010-05-28 05:09 pm UTC (link)
Jay sighs and cracks his neck. "Well then," he begins, glancing at the others. "Guess I'll go get changed. See ya in a few," he offers, standing and stretching.

"Catch ya later," he offers, heading for the exit and stuffing his hands in his pockets. The goblin turns and heads away from the restaurant once outside, keeping an eye open for anything or anyone that looks like they might be trouble as he moves away from the area to find a place to call his glider to bring his gear so he can get changed.

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[info]dont_bug_me
2010-05-28 06:21 pm UTC (link)
Sydney fought the urge to roll her eyes. "Sure. Just lure the bad guys over here and I'll roll over their feet."

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[info]onearmofhydra
2010-05-28 10:09 pm UTC (link)
Sandor stayed outside near the door while Krimmler went in. He was backup in case the girl tried to flee.

Krimmler entered the restaurant and sat down at an empty table. He grabbed a menu and pretended to read it.

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[info]anyastark
2010-05-29 12:36 am UTC (link)
Anya nudged the suitcase at her feet into position in case she needed her armor.

"Let's just be patient and wait to see what happens."

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[info]einszweidrei
2010-05-29 09:20 am UTC (link)
Krimmler. Well shit. That answered her question about who else was after her. Sergei, Krimmler, and she would bet money (if she had any) on Sandor. It was all rapidly becoming one ugly equation. If she went out the front, Sergei would shoot her with something. If she went out the back, Sandor would mess her up. There didn't appear to be a side door or a handy skylight she could fly out of.

Double shit. Well. The only way out is through...

Rising, Elise took a scant few steps to where Krimmler sat.

"Wir haben zu Treffen wie diesem zu stoppen!" She flashed a fake smile at the man as she made the crack about them having to stop meeting quite like this. And then she did something either extraordinarily brilliant or exceptionally stupid.

Elise punched Krimmler in the face, less with her fist and more with a conncussive blast.

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[info]dont_bug_me
2010-05-29 10:59 pm UTC (link)
A smirk worked its way across Sydney's face. "Starting to look like the lady knows how to take care of herself."

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[info]onearmofhydra
2010-05-29 11:32 pm UTC (link)
Krimmler hadn't been expecting that. He went flying backward and into a wall. He climbed to his feet.

"Your family misses you, Elise," he said. "They want you to come home."

Hearing the disturbance, Sandor entered the restaurant.

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[info]anyastark
2010-05-30 12:00 am UTC (link)
"We can't let this get out of hand," Anya said as she stood up and grabbed the suitcase armor. "I'm going to go change." Anya headed for the restroom.

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[info]dont_bug_me
2010-05-30 01:06 am UTC (link)
"And I'll... keep watch and scream real loud if something else happens," Sydney said.

She had to figure out how to get the suit worked down enough that she could take it places. Desperately. Because this was just sad.

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[info]neogoblin
2010-05-30 08:29 am UTC (link)
A nice distance away and in a secluded little alley, Jay meets his glider and gets changed into his gear. He really needs to find a way to carry it around with him more. Maybe he can get Anya to get him some of those Pym Particle things he heard so much about. Either way, it's not long till the Hobgoblin is flying back towards the restaurant.

Seeing a man on a rooftop with a gun across the street from said place catching the goblin's attention though. And since it's no one Jay recognizes, he smirks behind his mask.

With a little laugh, the man on the glider points a finger at Sergi and lets an electrical blasts fly at the man with the intention of knocking him out.

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[info]onearmofhydra
2010-05-30 03:32 pm UTC (link)
"What the bloody hell is taking so long in there?" Sergei murmurs to himself.

He's focused on the door when he hears the sound of a plane. He tunes it out, focused on his goal, until he hears that laugh. He spares a glance from the door and sees what can only be described as a psycho on a glider.

Sergei rolls away from the blast, losing grip on his rifle. He reaches for his other gun, draws, and opens fire on this newcomer.

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[info]neogoblin
2010-05-30 06:52 pm UTC (link)
With a grin showing the fangs the mask made him appear to have, Hobgoblin keeps moving to avoid the shots. He's got no problem if people think he's a psycho in costume. That tends to help sometimes.

"Sorry, but you'll need to try harder if you want to hit me!" he calls, taking a pumpkin bomb out. He sends it flying but aims for the area around Sergi instead of right for him. The reason why becomes obvious on impact. It's a regurgitant gas bomb, Hobgoblin trying to make his enemy sick enough to lose his lunch. He's a jerk like that sometimes.

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[info]einszweidrei
2010-05-31 04:09 am UTC (link)
"My family disgusts me. Wouldn't it disgust you to know that you were born from deliberate, sanctioned, ENCOURAGED incest? Take your bruises and your cronies and go tell my grandfather to sit and spin."

Her left hand glowed. Flight was NOT going to be a power selection this evening.

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[info]anyastark
2010-05-31 04:12 am UTC (link)
Iron Girl came out of the back. She noticed the big man bearing down the girl and the man she was talking to. Wanting to keep damage to a minimum, she opted to not use repulsors and headed right for the man.

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[info]onearmofhydra
2010-05-31 04:14 am UTC (link)
Krimmler pulled a small pistol and shot it. It was only tranq darts.

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[info]onearmofhydra
2010-05-31 04:34 pm UTC (link)
Sergei sees the bomb explode and realizes it's gas. All right, so this one has tricks. No problem.

Sergei takes one last breath of fresh air, fires off two more shots, and heads for the rooftop access door thirty feet away. He doesn't beeline for it, as he doesn't want to give this freak a clear shot.

If he can get inside the building he's in, he can at least change his game plan and warn the others.

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[info]dont_bug_me
2010-05-31 09:27 pm UTC (link)
Sydney hadn't felt so helpless in a long time. Dammit. Damn it all...

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[info]neogoblin
2010-06-01 01:07 am UTC (link)
With one shot ricocheting off his glider and the other striking his armor, Hobgoblin curses. Taking out another bomb, he scowls when he sees where his enemy is going.

"Bombs away!" he calls, tossing a bomb that'll spread into an oil slick on impact to trip Sergi up.

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