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With the snap of the fingers, his gaze rose from the table. The Sentry was many things. A persona amongst a trio, whose host whose troubles would forever be understated. A hero that the Earth's mightiest turned to for inspiration. A walking supernova.
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Replying to @HerDeadlyTouch
She could work with that, though.
''My name is 𝐒𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐞 and it is a pleasure to finally meet you.''
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A gaze once hazed in tears and tireless sorrow now sparked and illuminated the room in vibrant, intense gold. As if starlight itself bled forth from behind his eyelids. A warning. A gathering of power, should he need it.
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His gaze did not simply turn to her, as it did fall atop of her. Eyes heavily lidded, pupils dilated. Dark circles wreathing the bottoms of either lid as if he'd not slept in days. He turned to her, and at first there was gratitude.
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Replying to @peskypussy
Her hand reached out , taking his arm . It looked like he was about to 𝘗𝘈𝘚𝘚 𝘖𝘜𝘛 .ᐟ
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The voice rang through his brain, loud enough to cause a strain upon his face. He tensed. Even if he wanted to run, wanted to burst into flight and get himself as far away from the kindness of those who did not deserve the pain he wrought, his body fought him.
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A modicum of surprise crossed his expression, only to be replaced by a smile.
" That is kind of you, Yelena. But I
do not need to eat. The company
will be appreciated, though. "
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And soon enough, his soles were on solid ground. Apologetic, despite the lack of having done anything worth one.
" Is something the matter . . . ? "
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" I'm not too unfamiliar with the
screaming of angry supernatural
entities, Doctor. May we talk? "
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Acknowledging the truth of a
person is one thing.
Being acquaintances with them
is another, Miss.
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He saw the way she looked at him. Buried beneath the confidence of her own station was the look that everyone gave him. Caution. Even with the modicum of truth they knew, they were always so cautious of him...
He took an intake of breath, as if to steady himself.
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The look on his face was . . . Dark. A man lost in a forest without a flashlight. Drowning . . . He snapped out of it. Took another slow, easing breath.
" I've had some thoughts about
what I might need to do. To
make sure he stays satiated. "
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