rogue_star (rogue_star) wrote in exiles,
@ 2010-08-24 12:58:00

Entry tags:

"with great power...", black knight, bullseye, crusader, danielle cage, iron dragon, iron widow, kevin kinross

With Great Power Comes... Shiny Faux Gold Belts, pt. 1
The Exiles disappear from the asteroid in the midst of massed armadas after the fight with Thanos, down two of their number. After the grandeur of space and sweeping cosmic nature of their last mission, its kind of a shock to the system to end up in a dusty parking lot outside a massive arena. Currently the place is empty, though signboards flash up some of the current events planned to take place there in the near future.
Just as pressing, of course, there's a couple new faces in their midst.

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	better_now 2010-09-16 05:21 am UTC (link)
	"Och, that just doesn' seem fair. Money's just money, no one cares once y'get to this point of things. Even Mum doesn't, and she isn' near so rich as Stark. But art and suchlike'll maybe be sentimental and you can't replace it easy." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	iron_widow 2010-09-16 05:28 am UTC (link)
	"Tony Stark isn't the sentimental type," she said. "Any Tony Stark I would wager. He has these because...well because it's the thing to do." Natasha searched a bookcase for any levers or buttons to press to release a latch or something. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	better_now 2010-09-18 02:24 am UTC (link)
	And then Kev spots it. "Och. Clever. False wood panels. Here's the safe, and... oh. Well, I think this is just a whisky stash." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	iron_widow 2010-09-18 02:56 am UTC (link)
	Natasha walked over and peered into the compartment. "Damn. No vodka. But when in Rome," she said and pulled a bottle out and put it in her shoulder bag. "You want to have a go at the safe first?" she asked with a smile. She grabbed another bottle just for good measure. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	better_now 2010-09-18 03:04 am UTC (link)
	"The lock's not much like any of the kinds I've worked with," Kev admits, reaching into his coat. "But it is one of the kinds one can use one of these on, I think." He pulls his stethoscope out with a grin. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	iron_widow 2010-09-18 03:09 am UTC (link)
	"Go for it," Natasha said. She may have just pulled a bottle out and took a short drink from it. She recapped it and put it back in the bag. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	better_now 2010-09-18 03:17 am UTC (link)
	Kev gives it a go, listening carefully and drawing on several of Jamie's memories. And eventually, voila! (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	iron_widow 2010-09-18 03:21 am UTC (link)
	Natasha kissed his cheek and grabbed the stacks of cash in the safe. She tossed them in the bag and went after more. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	better_now 2010-09-18 03:35 am UTC (link)
	Kev hast to take a moment after being kissed on the cheek by a non-relative. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	iron_widow 2010-09-18 07:41 pm UTC (link)
	Natasha chuckled, finished her task and locked the safe back up. "Let's go. I would kill for a hot shower and a relatively comfortable bed." She led the way out of the penthouse with the bag of cash and booze. (Reply to this)(Parent)

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