So, I notice I’ve been kind of flaky as an RPer, in all of my accounts. It’s just my senior year, and as easy as everyone says it’s going to be, it’s really not. I’ve had a lot of shit happen and I’ve been getting really bad anxiety, but those are different stories for different days. I just wanted you guys to know why I haven’t been around.
The point here is that I’m going to try and be a more active RPer so I was hoping some of you would be willing to interact with me again? I would love you forever.
It’s. Christ. Mas. Eve.
It’s more of an interrogation if I’m honest, but don’t worry I won’t bring you into a darkened room with a single light and tether you to a lie detector. I can’t say the same for Barton though. Hi Ted, Tony Stark. Drink?
Yeah, Carter warned me about that. Said I might want to watch out considering you vou could break me like a twig. At first I was offended but then I kind of realized I’m dating a girl who’s the daughter of one of the Avengers so I’m probably screwed if I ever hurt her, correct? Is that a test? Or were you genuinely offering? Either way, thanks but no.
I don’t really have that much power over what your dad does and doesn’t do - unless it wrecks any part of the tower. Then I wouldn’t be amused, at all. Perhaps bribe him with some birdseed and honey and an assortment of fruits, you know, like what all birds like.
You just want a good show. Eh, I’ll use the puppy dog pout and Lilah; that usually works way better than birdseed actually.
“Oh okay. Daddy and mommy have a doctor appointment.”
“Oh, well that’s cool I guess…” Carter smiled awkwardly. “What’s your name little man?”
So…you’re Carter’s dad then?
No problem. I’ve… Missed you too kid. I really have.
Good, uhm…I thought you might want to meet someone.
This is Delilah Marie Barton.
Isn’t she precious daddy?
And get arrows flying at me? I don’t think so - ha. Don’t worry, I’m sure your dad’ll still let him breathe just a little. He’ll be fine, think of it as an Avengers welcoming.
He’s an animal trainer and a handyman for the circus; he doesn’t need an Avengers welcoming, it’s too dangerous. I really do hope dad goes easy on him.
“Oh, sorry sweetie, I was holding my little girl and I thought I saw a girl with you, I didn’t see you little guy,” she said, crouching down next to him. “My bad hunn. I’m Carter by the way. Where are your parents and what are you doing bud?”