nextgen_baddie:

He'd just gotten into New York yesterday -- after a little more Balkan agitation; couldn't let it settle -- and things were already going so well.

It took a bit of care slipping into the Stark Inc building as Scott Lang, disabling the cameras in Lang's office -- thank you, Mr. Dillon -- and thoroughly trashing the place before slipping out, but T'g'rt managed.

Before the fallout could come from that, he left the following voice message from a payphone in Queens, just a stone's throw from Riker's.

" 'Awesome Andrea'? Really? Not even an attempt to be subtle? Or are you trying to fit in better by being as obvious as possible? What must people think, if they think at all? Speaking of thinking, how do you feel about family reunions? Be seeing you."

Now to sit back and let things simmer for a while.

_tsunami_:

Cait was practicing with her powers out on the lake. She stood on the surface of the lake and moved water all around her. Columns shot up into the air to crash back down, whips shot out and struck targets on the shore, tall waves rose from the surface only to disappear as quickly as they formed and small spheres rose from the surface before turning into ice daggers and went flying at the targets on the shore.

In her book there was no such thing as too much practice.

anyastark:

Since Sarah and Rose's departure, Anya alternated between periods of lying on her bed and crying and working on a project in a manic state. She was like a pendulum swinging from one to the other with no middle ground. Food was forgotten about and sleep only came for a few hours after she cried herself to sleep.

She lost track of what day it was and how long exactly it had been since Sarah and Rose left.

In a short year Sarah had become a big part of Anya's life and part of the small inner circle of Anya's best friends. Sarah was like Captain America to her Iron Maiden, like Toni was her Rhodey and...well she still had to find a Pepper.

And Rose...gods. Anya practically grew up with Rose. Another one of her best friends was gone. Probably never to come back.

Anya buried her face in her pillow and cried more.