nightingalesong (nightingalesong) wrote in marvel_nextgen,
@ 2009-09-28 00:00:00

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inactive - emily banner, inactive - qamar, team - avengers

Bath time
It's been a long day.

It's clear that something's wrong with SHIELD. And clear that something needs to be done.

Nightingale needs some help. That much is clear. And Qamar is particularly disturbed about Sammy's behavior.

To think he had almost opened up to her... to tell her the real secret about Nightingale. But now... he's sure he'll never be able to. It wouldn't be safe... for either of them.

Assuming she wouldn't have been weirded out anyway.

It's probably better if he keeps the secret anyway, now that he thinks about it. She probably wouldn't understand.

He needs to think. Nightingale will need him later, but for now, he needs to think.

He steps into his apartment's tiny bathtub, filling the water with warm water. He puts on music and strips, sinking down to his nose in the warm water.

Some quiet time will help him focus and think.

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This scene takes place before Rallying the Troops.

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	emmysmash 2009-09-28 07:01 pm UTC (link)
	Emily hisses and tries not to squirm as the alcohol stings the cut on her forehead. Head wounds being what they are she's bleeding alot but the actual cut is small and not really anything to fuss too much about. "//Where are we?//" she asks as he tapes gauze to her forehead. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nightingalesong 2009-09-28 07:16 pm UTC (link)
	"//My apartment in New York,//" he tells her. "//Your glasses appear damaged. Let me see what I can do.//" He offers her a towel and takes the glasses, moving to the sink where he has space to move -- and watch her in the mirror in case she tries anything. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

emmysmash
2009-09-28 07:24 pm UTC (link)

Emily is loathe to surrender her glasses becuase her up close vision is wretched without them, but she doesn't see herself as having my room to argue with this man after she fell on him in the midst of his bath. He's clearly suspicious and has every right to be, honestly. Best to be cooperative.

"//New York?//" she lets out a strangled little squawk. "//I was in Paris before I got here!//"

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	nightingalesong 2009-09-28 07:27 pm UTC (link)
	"//What were you doing in Paris before you arrived?//" he asks, still working on the glasses. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	emmysmash 2009-09-29 02:43 am UTC (link)
	"//New York? I was BORN in New York...//" Emily wrung a bit of the water out of her skirt, starting to shiver and making a face as she shifted her legs and felt her little ballet slipper shoes squelch messily under the soles of her feet. "//I was working. I'm a translator and archivist at the Sainte-Geneviève library.//" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nightingalesong 2009-09-29 03:19 am UTC (link)
	"//Not... what I meant. What specifically were you doing that caused you to end up in my bathtub?//" He turns around and provides the glasses. "//There. Good as new.//" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	emmysmash 2009-09-29 07:43 pm UTC (link)
	Emily tucked her glassed back into place, nodding in thanks, and looking over at the towel on the floor by the tub. Getting up again she padded back over and reached into the water again, fishing out another cluster of gold discs. "//I was working on translating the symbols on THIS, but now it's ruined.//" she said mournfully. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nightingalesong 2009-09-29 07:56 pm UTC (link)
	"//Do you have any idea what it was?//" he asks, taking a closer look at the disks. Some sort of artifact could explain it, after all. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

emmysmash
2009-10-02 05:05 am UTC (link)

"//No idea. I hadn't managed to translate it. The symbols on the rings, it all used to be stacked in a cylinder you see - on top of each other like this.//" Emily picks up two of the peices and lays them on top of each other so that the characters line up, speaking now with the earnest interest of a woman who could go on about a topic for HOURS if you let her.

"//They were all disorganized and it's an ancient dialect of Mandarin so even the parts I could get in order I couldn't read that well. I thought maybe it was a word game for travelling with because the sentences I COULD form were all mentioning paths or roads somehow.//" she sighs expansively. "//It's probably magical isn't it? All the bad things that happen to me start out with magic...//"

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	nightingalesong 2009-10-02 06:05 am UTC (link)
	"//I suppose it's possible.//" And it would explain some things. After all, Nightingale's... sort of magical. Kind of. It could be random chance after all. "//It would make sense if it was a teleportation device of some sort,//" he admits. "//...do you have someone you can call? To help you get home?//" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	emmysmash 2009-10-02 06:37 am UTC (link)
	"//Of course. I'll just contact the other Avengers. I just need to use a phone, please?//" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nightingalesong 2009-10-02 06:39 am UTC (link)
	"//Of course.//" He pauses. "//...the other Avengers? You are one of the Avengers?//" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	emmysmash 2009-10-02 06:49 am UTC (link)
	Emily hesitates, realizing what she's just said and wincing. "//Er, yes. I-I really just need a phone. I'll call my friend James and he can pick me up.//" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nightingalesong 2009-10-02 07:42 am UTC (link)
	"//I know James. You may have difficulty reaching him.//" He leads her out of the bathroom, past a small alcove with a statue of a white masked figure, and into the living room, where he shows her to a phone. "//Go ahead and try, though...//" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

emmysmash
2009-10-02 07:47 am UTC (link)

"//What?//" she looks at him like he's lost his head, even as she's picking up the reciever. "//You know James? He's never mentioned you.//"

She dials James's cell phone number anyway... and gets a 'this number has been dissconnected' message.

"//What? Changed his number? But I texted him two days ago!//" Emily frowns, trying to think of who else to call. She tries her mother and gets another disconnected number, tries her father at work and gets a pizza place, then his cell and gets a confused old lady with cats meowing in the background.

"//...I... can't reach anyone. I... maybe I'll try Mrs. Stark...//"

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	nightingalesong 2009-10-02 07:49 am UTC (link)
	"//Don't you mean Romanov? I don't believe she took Mr. Stark's last name...//" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	emmysmash 2009-10-02 07:56 am UTC (link)
	Emily drops the phone receiver, staring at him slack jawed. "Mister Stark?" She starts to hyperventilate, eyes big as dinnerplates and all of her starting to tremble. "Ohmygod...ohmygod I thought Auntie Toni was kidding...." She grabs at the front of Qamar's shirt but her grip is weak and needing rather than threatening. "//What year is this...?//" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nightingalesong 2009-10-02 08:34 am UTC (link)
	"//2009...?// He frowns, confused. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	emmysmash 2009-10-02 08:36 am UTC (link)
	Emily's eyes go wider for just a second.... then they roll up into her head and she drops like a sack of bricks. (Reply to this)(Parent)

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