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Pooling Right Along
Date of Scene: 30 September 2022
Location: Avengers Mansion - Rooftop Pool
Synopsis: Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanoff, and Bruce Banner catchup on the latest series of weirds going on in the world of superheroes.
Cast of Characters: Natasha Romanoff, Steve Rogers, Bruce Banner




Natasha Romanoff has posed:
It's a bright day in the fall. Warm enough to enjoy the pool. The joys of modern conveniences and heating. Natasha Romanoff is in 'work clothes' having just come off a shift of monitor duty. She has a few datapadds in front of her with some various files spread out. Among them if one were to be tracking her reading materials would be what were no doubt the skimpy to nonexistant files on the TVA, and likely even more minimal to nonexistant, the Time Gem.
    Reviewing things once more, Natasha would look pensive - a sign that by Natasha standards was annoyance, and go to shut down the data-padds, encrypting them once more and automatically wiping their retrieved contents.

Steve Rogers has posed:
Steve Rogers emerges from the stairwell door and out into the warm sunshine. He's wearing swim trunks and sandals, and has a towel about his shoulders, but otherwise is bare-chested. The man's well-muscled form is marred by a few large bruises, still visible though they are fading already.

As he spots Natasha there, Steve nods his head her way. "Natasha," he says. The sandals are slipped off over by a lounge chair, and his towel set on it as well before Steve walks over to the little attached hot tub area of the pool.

He wades down into it slowly, especially as the water comes up over the bruise, and just the slightest grimace as it does. But once he's down in the water fully and settles on a seat, he lets out a sigh as if the warm water is soothing.

Natasha Romanoff has posed:
Natasha Romanoff would glance over at Steve, "Steven, I hope that all is well. I haven't read anything of immediate concern as of the last few weeks. Or am I behind in the reports?" All she'd had to deal with was an alien hive dug underneath the city. Nothing particularly exotic.
    Her reading materials pushed to the side, she would lean back. "I'm sure if Janet were here she would be making sure both of us were drinking. So shall I in her stead?"

Bruce Banner has posed:
Coming out from the stairwell door is the one person who spends the most time in the Avengers laboratory, shunning all manner of light coming in from the sun: Bruce Banner! Does the sun make him mad? Apparently not! Though he's not nearly as muscle-bound as Captain America or as perfectly designed as Natasha, he's somewhere between the athletic and unathletic category. He's got some muscle, mostly from running away. A lithe runner's build as a result of meditative practices and lots and lots of yoga.

Maybe some Pilates.

"H-hi." Bruce gives a little wave, shy. He's wearing a white lab coat, a purple shirt, and black dress pants. He's always trying to look for that cure. Always trying for one more step...but he's also trying to be social.

Social science is good science.

Natasha Romanoff has posed:
Natasha Romanoff would turn over to Bruce, "Doctor Banner. I hope that everything's going well for you." Natasha would muse over, glancing over at Steve. "We were just discussing some socializing, if you might care to join us." She had been getting up to go get some alcohol for herself, heading towards one of the small tiki bars setup that looked quite tacky.

Natasha goes to start grabbing the ingredients to make a margarita for herself. "Would you care to join us?"

Bruce Banner has posed:
Bruce turns to look at Natasha as she regards him, and the scientists wriggles his hand out of nervousness. "W-well, I'm doing okay." Banner rubs the back of his neck. "Just...working. I think I'm doing too much work, I think I was gonna find a way to get a tan, but...well, being social is healthy." He takes a breath. "And I get /way/ into my own head." he comments, offering Natasha a friendly smile.

"I'd love to join you both." He steps forward, closer to the pair of his fellow Avengers. "Though uh, I don't know if I'll drink." He gulps. "Does that make me lame?"

/god/ it's been too long.

Natasha Romanoff has posed:
Natasha Romanoff would nod, "Yes, fair enough. It might not be the best weather.. But better late than never." Natasha's definition of 'sunny weather' was from Siberia, so she probbaly wasn't the best to bring up standards. She would glance over at him.

"Well enough." she would finish mixing up her martini over and go to sit down. "No, if we're going to be delegating that responsibility to anyone it will be Barton." Who isn't there to defend himself, so bonus.

Bruce Banner has posed:
"Well, that depends on your definition of the 'best weather'." Bruce comments to Natasha as he walks over to her, his hands entering the pockets of his lab coat after he adjusted his glasses. Hours and hours of looking at code and microscopes have damaged his eyes to such an extent that a visit with an optometrist would likely be wise.

As Natasha sits, Bruce looks around for a spot to sit down next to her, though he hums. "He's not really here though...so I guess I should count myself lucky." He clears his throat. "So what's new with you?"

Natasha Romanoff has posed:
Natasha Romanoff would shrug, "Oh, nothing particularly up. I have my assignments from SHIELD, occasional active duty with the team though I've been more on monitor duty lately." She would fold her hands together. "I could go more into business but you seem like you're here more to relax and taalk with the rest of us so no need to do so."

Bruce Banner has posed:
"W-well."

Bruce blushes a little bit, running his hands along each other. "Has anything come up on monitor duty?" He asks, though he shakes his head. "I'm notoriously bad at relaxing. Just ask Tony. Though the last time we talked I think he thought I was a therapist." An attempt at a joke.

He's bad at them.

"I don't mind it if you talk about business."

Natasha Romanoff has posed:
Natasha Romanoff would nod, "All right. And you should consider whether you feel it's appropriate for you to speka to one. I'm sure that wiht the resources of the team if you feel like it would be of some benefit you could find one that would be able to help you."

Natasha would go on, "A number of individuals, including myself, were temporarily abducted by a bureaucratic organization called the Temporal Variance Authority that says those of us that they abducted may or may not have yet come into contact with something called the Time Stone and to let them know if we did. They then had us fill out a great amount of paperwork."

Bruce Banner has posed:
"....what?"

That's....quite the bomb to drop. "But, I thought time travel was-" not real? incredibly unrealistic? "..extremely dangerous. You're telling me there's an entire organization dedicated to time travel? Looking for a..a time stone?" He looks at her. "...or am I wrong, and they're just...using the word Temporal very liberally?" He questions, looking /extremely/ interested in this.

Natasha Romanoff has posed:
Natasha Romanoff would shrug, "There's enough recorded incidents of them on various files to at least present some sort of probability to it. I would not put it past them to merely have some sort of extremely, highly evolved simacrilum however. Regardless, thier abilty to take a wide variety of individuals from Earth casually and then return us without timelapse and significant memories of the experience.."

Steve Rogers has posed:
Steve Rogers was distracted by his phone going off and a call. He probably misses the day you had to be by a landline or even a pay phone, rather than be caught at any time someone wants to call him.

Hanging up he looks up. "Hello Dr. Banner," he says with a smile for Bruce. "Sorry about that," he says of the call. He glances between Natasha and Bruce, not sure what the topic is they are talking about. Steve settles back into the water of the attached hot tub, giving another pleased sigh at what the warm water is doing to what looked to Natasha probably like as sore body.

Bruce Banner has posed:
"Uh...." He frowns a moment, looking at the ground before he looks back at her. "So they could kidnap you and Steve, and I wouldn't even know?" He could feel a pang, somewhere deep in his soul. The Other Guy. He knocks at the door, like a silent prayer or a whispered word.

'Hulk never forget.'

Bruce gulps. "Ah....huh."

Now he has to discover anti-time reset technology. He might have to refer to Reed Richard's expertise. Though he turns his attention to Steve. "H-hi Steve."

Natasha Romanoff has posed:
Natasha Romanoff would fold her hands together, "It's complicated. And annoying. I've talked tO Nadia over it and I'm sure that she'll talk to Valeria." And she'll probably wish very much that she told Nadia to not talk to Valeria on it because the two of them cooperating tends to turn very bad.

"But, what would you care to have me prepare, Steven?"

Steve Rogers has posed:
Steve isn't quite up on the topic but it obviously sounds a serious one. "I'm sorry, Nat? What would I care to have you prepare about what?" he asks, still not really grasping what the topic is of what is being asked.

"I've been over at the Triskelion of late, so not quite as up on some of the happenings, it seems," he comments, mentioning the SHIELD facility outside of the city to the north up on Westchester County. "Is this something related to what Thor is doing?"

Bruce Banner has posed:
Bruce tilts his head at Natasha. "Are you offering to prepare food?" Bruce seems as much confused, though he seems to widen his eyes. "Nadia? I remember her. She's smart. Smarter than most. And Valeria....?" He tilts his head. "As in, the daughter of Reed Richards Valeria?" He questions of Natasha. "That might be...disasterous." Bruce hums, though he looks at Steve.

"I have no idea what Thor has been doing."

Natasha Romanoff has posed:
Natasha Romanoff would shrug over, "Thor has his.. Own issues. That reminds me, I do need to update some other files associated with him." She would note in chastisement to herself. "I'm sure that Thor will regale some tales on the matter which may or may not have any degree of accuracy and then we'll need someone else present ot properly edit them."

Steve Rogers has posed:
He is far from the best person to describe things dealing with Asgardian magic, but Steve says, "It has to do with trying to manage beings traveling between the different realms. Have a safe place where such travels can arrive to help avoid the kind of misunderstandings that can happen," Steve says. "And, the how of that I probably cannot do justice," he offers.

Steve Rogers settles back into the water again, just his neck and head out of it and leaning back against the edge of the hot tub. "We could have used you up at the dam that collapsed, Dr. Banner. There wasn't much notice to get people up there, unfortunately."

Bruce Banner has posed:
"Thor is off doing Thor-things?" Bruce looks at the ground then looks at his fellows. "Strange." though he looks at Nat. "What files need updating?" he questions curiously.

But he frowns at Steve. "A dam collapsed?" he then watches as Steve makes his departure, leaving him alone with Nat.

Natasha Romanoff has posed:
Natasha Romanoff would shrug over, "Some things on Odin. I need some levels of verification for them before I forward the proposal over to WAND for it. As the Captain said.. Things with magic are rather complicated. And I'ms ure that Thor's latest adventure is even more confusing."

Bruce Banner has posed:
"I can't really do magic. it's a science I don't really understand, but one day maybe? I have no ideas on Odin. I can ask the other guy to beat him up if he becomes a problem?"

Bruce shrugs "Knowing Thor, he's hitting something with his hammer."