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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
2010-06-01 02:22 am UTC (link)
Hello Sandor. Meet power armor punch.

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[info]man_of_energy
2010-06-01 02:41 am UTC (link)
The men's bathroom door flies open off it's hinges, Rok glowing green and with his radiation mask on (and just his suit and tie beyond that). So it's not the best secret identity, who cares? Reed Richards never needed one.

It takes time for Man of Energy to build up strength. Unlike his father, he actually CARES if people could get caught in the fallout of gathering up radiation into his muscles. So he had to build up slow, to not let anyone suddenly throw up or get cancer.

And whoever that chunzhu was that locked the door to the men's room was getting a punch to the jaw too.

Seeing Anya punching Sandor in the face just got Rok ready to fight more.

This team is about redemption. But right now, I want to try things my father's way. The minute Miss Anya is out of the way, I'm going to think like Rutherford and Gatling experimented together.

For most people, that means a lot of concussion blasts in rapid succession.

Radioactive Concussion Blasts that make you vomit. Yep. That may get messy.

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[info]onearmofhydra
2010-06-01 03:24 am UTC (link)
"Mission abort; unknowns on field." Sergei says into his comm, mildly annoyed.

The brat wasn't supposed to have back up, and now they had freaks coming out of the woodwork. He stops short of the oil slick bomb, but the blast at his head forces him to turn around see who his attackers are.

"Oh, really? Well, forgive me if your advice is taken with a grain of salt or two. You all must feel pretty tough with a three on one going, eh?" he says. He hasn't put down his gun.

When he sees the purple-eyed girl, he smirks.

"Really? What is the midget here gonna do? Bite my ankles until I say uncle?"

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[info]onearmofhydra
2010-06-01 03:25 am UTC (link)
Dammit. The Boss was not going to be happy at all. Krimmler made a break for the door.

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[info]nextgenrunaways
2010-06-01 03:28 am UTC (link)
Victor just smiles. "Molly... sic 'im."

He turns his own attention to the next figure breaking out the front door. Energy crackles around one hand as he readies himself. "Hola."

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[info]onearmofhydra
2010-06-01 03:47 am UTC (link)
Sandor didn't like the little armored person's way of saying hello and he was not happy he wouldn't get to say hello back, but the retreat call was not to be ignored.

He makes a fast exit.

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