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Pinstriped suit? Converse? Coat? ... Another curse day.

I need someone to spar with. And drinks.

Wha--

Oh no. Nonono. Hell no. Someone tell me this isn't happening.



Tony, can I borrow some clothes?

Everyone's still here. Great. For all those of you who're currently swarming Tony Stark, I got news for you: He's taken.

Drinks. Who's with me?

(ooc; I don't think anyone knows her canon, but if you do, er, feel free to know everything about her, just don't tell her she's in a book series.)

This feels a bit like --

I don't feel so well. Dizzy, weak. This is ridiculous. I know there's a bug going 'round, but I don't get sick.

If you're happy and you know it,
Clap your hands

If you're happy and you know it,
Clap your hands

If you're happy and you know it,
Then your face will surely show it
If you're happy and you know it,
Clap your hands.


[The singing is, in fact, done in the style of an operaic piece, even though it's a children's song.]

Truth or dare?

(  private | unhackable  )

Tony's not in the City anymore.

They deserved it.

... Doesn't make it any easier, does it?

I-- This. Oh God.

Mildmay's gone. Niko's forgotten me. What next? Thank you very much, City. Really.

I'm going to stay in my room today.

(ooc; Not a happy camper. And also, dressed in this lovely outfit.)

[A dimly lit room. There are two persons slowly swaying to soft music. A man with dark hair and an even darker, impeccable tux and a young woman, her bright red hair falling over her back which the black dress she's wearing leaves naked.

She leans in, her arms around his neck and their cheeks brushing.]

I'm not talking of a hurried night
A frantic tumble then a shy goodbye
Creeping home before it gets too light
That's not the reason that I caught your eye
Which has to imply, I'd be good for you
I'd be surprisingly good for you.

[The man's got both hands on her hips and when he sings, his lips brush over her skin.]

Please go on, you enthrall me
I can understand you perfectly
And I like what I hear, what I see, and knowing me
I would be good for you too

[They kiss. The man's hands leave her hips and wander lower, settling on her backside. The video feed cuts off.]


(ooc; Tony Stark and Cat. Cursed. Singing I'd be surprisingly good for you from Evita.)

What the hell. I'm not that cheerful. If the weather above our heads is supposed to represent our mood, I think someone made a technical error.

Tony? 'm sorry about the other day. I didn't mean to slap you.

Oh, this is just ridiculous. Monsters and villagers and crazy scientists? Really? The next person who thinks they're a scientist and comes near me is getting kicked in the face.

So who's uncursed?

At least none of those crazy villager-types have figured out I'm not entirely human yet. God, I hate curses.

[ooc; unaffected, but she had a little run-in with NPC scientists earlier ♥ ]

You know... Despite the curses and being away from my team, I haven't been this happy in a long time. The City isn't all bad.

[ ooc; Refers to this. Strikes are perfectly hackable ♥ ]

[ voice post]

[silence, some panting and a low, pained groan.]

H-hell. Ow.

[the sound of someone sitting down heavily] Oh, fuck, I-- might need a bit of help here.

[ ooc; Got hurt fighting BloodRayne, she's still near the cemetary. P-pretend this was posted a good while after Rayne's post, please?! ]

God, I did not need that curse. Or the reminder of how I felt about Bones... It's... With Tony, it's...

Tony-- I don't appreciate being manipulated like that Thank you for keeping me out of trouble. Hell, I should have known you could be that cold.

So, I'm myself again. How's everyone else doing? Who's up for drinks later?

Bones? Bones, where are you? And where am I? If you dragged me off somewhere while I was asleep and then left to go find someone to nibble on, I'm so kicking your ass when you're back. You coulda left a note. Sunrise soon. He better get back here before that.

Fuck, I hope there's not too much police around here.

[ ooc; What if she hadn't left Bones and taken the job offer from the FBI? On the run from the police, wanted for murder ♥ ]

(  Private | Very Hard To Hack  )

You know, there are some days when I wish I could actually get drunk on all those Gin and Tonics I down.

[ ooc; Freaking out about sleeping with Tony again. ]

Okay, so. This is great. Just great.

When I went to sleep last night I didn't actually intent to wake up cuffed to Tony, just so that we're clear on that. How am I supposed to get anything done like this?

Tony, could you... Damn, just-- Help me close this dress, will you? Can we go for drinks later? Anyone else coming?


[ police filter | unhackable ]Not coming into work today. I wouldn't be of much use, anyway. Limited freedom of movement and all.

[ ooc; Handcuffed to Tony Stark. Small font is mumbled and hard to understand ♥ ]

(  Private | Hard To Hack  )

Yesterday never happened, got that? I need a drink.

[ Private | So Hackable It Hurts ]

The letter arrived two weeks and since I cannot find rest. That I inherited my father's estate - can I say father, when I never knew his name, nor of his existence here?

It was because he left mother that we lived in disgrace, that she had to come crawling back to my grandparents, carrying me. Oh, the shame she felt. Even on her deathbed she lamented--

But no more of that, it has never been my ways. The lands are mine now and shall give me enough allowance to find a husband of my choosing, not one that pleases my grandparents.

[ / private ]

My name is Catherine Kathleen of Crawfield. I have come to this City to claim my father's lands.


[ ooc; So, who wants to be knight in shining armor? Who wants to be the uncle/aunt/other trying to get her away from her Daddy's estate before she can take over? ]

[ the sound of rustling clothes, kicks and punches and a few manly grunts of pain ]

You make such a good punching bag, Tony. [ said with humour ] So, what do you say to some---

[ INSERT LOUD AND GIRLY SCREAM HERE, then muffled silence ]

Oh God. What. Why am I naked? And why is Tony naked?
... I can deal with this. I can. Breathe. Training. If I can deal with vampires talking dirty to me while I'm dressed as the town's slut without blushing, I can deal with this. Fuck you, City, why me? Why so soon after the last curse?

Tony. Stop laughing!

( ooc; small font is small muffled/her talking to herself. Sparring with Tony Stark ♥

P-pretend this was posted at midnight, city time. I would've posted it on time, oooonly that was five in the morning for me and I'm not that dedicated.. )