/Invite Only/ Reassembly Point

[hotnoodle101]

((Oh my gods! Best wishes to all of you!))

[~Thor's Gurl<3~]

(Oh my gosh, hope everything goes okay! Good luck!)

[hawkeye.]

Natasha Romanoff

I've got the upper hand now
And your're losing ground
You never had to fight back
Never lost a round
You see the gloves are coming off
Tell me when you've had enough.

Natasha took one hand of the steering wheel and dug in her pocket until she pulled out the cellphone and tossed it to Barton without a word. Quite frankly she didn't care anymore about the Avengers. Her thoughts were snapped away from the band of superheros when lights appeared in the distace. "We will stop here for the night to fix that wound. I need to think of were we can go after this." she said pulling up outside a little inn. She let the engine die and sat in silence staring out of the front window with her bandaged hands still gripping the steering wheel. She shook her head and got out the car. The inn was a shabby run down place but it was still open and luckily after a short argument with the owner Natasha was now holding the key to room five.

.Clinton Francis "Clint" Barton.

If I miss, it means I'm just another dude with a bow. It means I've been fooling myself this whole time. And that's why I never miss.

Clint didn't bother argue with her. He was too exhausted to try and dissuade her from something she definitely wouldn't budge from. Trying to act as normal as he could with a bullet graze, he followed Nat through the lobby and entered their rented room. Without even bothering to secure the perimeters, he put his weapons on the ground and threw himself on the broken down bed. Taking Natasha's cellphone out of his pocket, he dialed Julia's number. "Phone before the graze," he told Natasha as the phone rang.

[VanWen]

Natasha Romanoff

I've got the upper hand now
And your're losing ground
You never had to fight back
Never lost a round
You see the gloves are coming off
Tell me when you've had enough.

Natasha tried her best to ignore the feeling of unjust jealousy at the fact that Clint knew Julia's number off by heart. It was foolish and she didn't know why. She took the phone and shrugged. "Fine but then your going to do as your told so that I can fix that wound. Starting with, why don't you go take a shower and clean yourself up so that I can see the wound properly." she said holding the phone to her ear and listening to the mechanical ringing in her ear. Her hands ached from the lovely holes in them but they had already been felt with and as far as Natasha was concerned she had bigger problems to focus on right now.

[Kryptonite]

"Mr. Rorty- We have a disturbance at the headquarters in New York."
"What do you MEAN by disturbance?"
"Sir...the Avengers..."

•

Julia pulled her suitcase up to the Stark tower's door, looking up at the looming glass building. It was certainly intimidating.
She waved a thanks to the cab driver as he made a u-turn and pulled away. She pulled the sleeves of her baggy, tan knitted sweater over her knuckles and pressed a palm on the large door of the tower.
Julia pushed the door open cautiously, walking into the rather dim building. "H-hello?" she muttered, looking around, noting the modern decor, but also the silence. No one was home.
She wandered the lobby for a while, jumping when her phone vibrated in her pocket. She pulled out the sparkly-cased iPhone and answered it. "...hello?" she spoke in a timid voice, twisting her face a little - she had no idea who it was/

•

Eli listened to the commotion outside - bombs going off, lasers and loud rock music. At least whoever was attacking the base had taste, and a sense of humor.
"Mr.Rorty." an Agent said, suddenly knocking frantically on the door. "Mr. Rorty?"
Eli wanted to roll his eyes and ignore him, but could read his thoughts easier than falling off a log. He extended his hand lazily, not bothering to put down his cigarette or even get off his bed. An aqua-green haze made the area a little foggy, Eli flicked his hand sideways, and the door flung open to reveal the government worker in his green and black uniform. "Sir. President Rorty requests that you assist the government in fighting off the attackers. He says he wants you to-"
"Apply myself and help him out a little for a greater cause, because I was blessed with a gift to help beautiful America, yada yada..." Eli said, already getting off his bed, running hand through his head and putting out his cigarette with the other. "I'll get to it, thanks." he said, flicking his hand to gesture the man to go back to his duties. The agent flinched, thinking Eli was going to use some sort of voodoo on him. "Voodoo? Really?" he asked, lazily arching an eyebrow and rolling his eyes before turning back to his rugged, matte combat boots, which he was slipping on. The man stared in awe and shock, then hurried out.
Eli sighed, leaning back a little and pausing for a moment, before getting up and strutting down the hallway.

[sicksadworld.]

♈ L I S B E T H ~ H E L L I O N ♈
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Lisbeth watched as Loki appeared right infront of her, he was going to take Emerald and there was no way Lisbeth was going to let him. She found herself sprinting forwards and throwing herself into him, a wail came from her as she did so, gritted teeth and shutting her eyes, diverting the pain into strength as she gripped her staff tightly to consume as much strength as she could, Stark needed to get out of here and fast, they all did.

-For Loki :3 -

[hotnoodle101]

He couldn't let Loki get Emerald; she was one of his high-ups, and she'd make an excellent bargaining chip. So when Loki took his wrist, he ignored the keen of metal tearing and opened his fist, shooting a blast at him. And now Lisbeth was on him too and they really needed to get out of here.

[~Thor's Gurl<3~]

-Thor Odinson-
Thor's eyes went wide as he watched the action unfold before him. He pulled mjolnir from his belt and jumped between Tony and Loki, who was being attacked by Lisbeth. "Go, Tony. I'll help Lisbeth."

[hawkeye.]

.Clinton Francis "Clint" Barton.

If I miss, it means I'm just another dude with a bow. It means I've been fooling myself this whole time. And that's why I never miss.

Clint rolled his eyes at Natasha, but he let her take the phone anyways. Taking off his shirt off and throwing it on the bed, he craned his neck to look at the bullet graze again. A dart of pain ran down his spine, so he gave up and headed for the shower. The hot water felt soothing against his bruised skin, even though it stung his wound. When he was done, he dressed and hung up the towel to dry. His hair was still slightly damp as he sat down on the bed, shirtless. "[size=85]Let me talk to Julia after you're done."[/size]

[VanWen]

Natasha Romanoff

I've got the upper hand now
And your're losing ground
You never had to fight back
Never lost a round
You see the gloves are coming off
Tell me when you've had enough.

Natasha wondered what to say, if anything. "Julia. This is Natasha Romanoff." she said and paused when Clint came in but only for a second. She knew that Julia would only be expected back at Stark towers about now and she was most likely there even if the place was half burnt down. There wasn't any real point in talking to her right now so she just handed the phone to Barton before getting off the bed and grabbing a back pack that she had brought with. She pulled out a small medical aid bag that she had bought in town and sat down on the bed behind Barton. She examined the wound and ran her hand very lightly over it to feel for bullet fragments. Ashe then pulled out a pair of tweezers and gently began pulling the bullet fragment's out of Barton's shoulder.