nextgen_baddie:

( It was peaceful until... )

aerosmithette:

Akilah held the paper in her hands, flabbergasted by the news it brought.  She was being summoned back to Wakanda to attend a trial against her mother.  Apparently, Ororo Munroe had attacked the Wakandan capitol relentlessly for almos two hours, destroying much of the city and killing many innocents.  She couldn't believe it.  She absolutely could not believe it.  However, Akilah knew she had to return home as quickly as possible.  She immediatly started gathering clothes and supplies for the trip home.  She also intended on telling her teammates that she was leaving for awhile.  However, she was not one to strike up conversation so easily.  Akilah made it apparent that she was going somewhere by gathering her things at the door. 

"Just a few more things to check," she muttered as she slid her things to the wall.

brit_sorcerer:

"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Quinn screamed and sat up. It took him a few seconds to realize that it had been a dream. His breathing was quick and a little labored. Sweat beaded on his body and a chill passed over him from the cooler air.

What the bloody hell?

Quinn rubbed his face with both hands.

nextgen_adult:

Margaret Donovan-Stark sat at the conference table and looked at the men across the table. The were weaklings and the perfect type for her to control. Kintotech was a small tech company with bad management and not much ambition by the men running the show. It was perfect for Margaret to take over and build up to something to be respected. She had the perfect way to do it too.

"So gentlemen is the deal agreeable to you or should I go somewhere else? I'm sure there are a dozen tech companies out there who could really benefit from the technology I have to offer."

The men looked at one another and then across the table at Margaret. She gave them a small smile. "Of course Ms. Stark. We would be fools to pass up such a deal."

Maggie gave them a bigger smile. "Gentlemen, this is the start of a beautiful friendship."

iron_hide:

Justin arrives at the Manhattan apartment, checking over the address that Mom gave him one more time. He probably should have called to see if she'd be home, but he'd rather she not find a reason not to see him. Of all his "family", Toni is probably the most affected by his appearance, and the person he's spoken to the least of his immediate family. She's checked on him while he was asleep, and helped him out here and there, but they haven't really bonded or anything. He's not sure she wants to, and if it turns out he'll be leaving soon, he could be wasting his time.

But he's never had a sister before, and there's a part of him that needs to know what that's like. This is one of the few upsides to Tina being out of town on business for work; if she was here, Justin might make an excuse to leave and go see her so that he doesn't have to confront this.

Anya says she's cool, so she's cool. he thinks.


Justin knocks on the door and waits for an answer....and hoping he doesn't run into Rhodey's wife.

anyastark:

Anya looked at the clock and blinked. It was nine am. More importantly, what day was it? Since getting her new toy she had been one busy Stark and had lost track of what day it was. She would probably get a lecture from someone, but hey shiny new toy.

While she wouldn't get her license back for another week, she could work on her new car. Sure it was nice and shiny and was a nice machine, but it could always be improved. She tore it apart the second after she had gotten it in the garage. Well, she tore the power system apart. The batteries were going to be replaced by the new nifty zero point energy module she and Justin had invented.

The problem she had run into and had been trying to solve for awhile now was keeping the car's power systems from overloading from the new power source. Power systems were not her strong point. Dad and Justin were better with them. She could always ask one of them, but she really wanted to figure this out on her own.

Anya rubbed her eyes. Maybe some fresh air would help. Sleep would probably be best, but since the nightmare the other night she didn't want to sleep. Not unless she really had to.

She had thought she was past Temujin and the nightmares. Apparently she wasn't quite yet. Lucas's help did a lot of good getting him out of her mind, but one couldn't control dreams. Though she did admit that this had been the first one in a few months.

She sent an email to Lyta. There was planning and plotting that needed to be done and they only had a week. Anya had an idea of what they should do, but she wanted to run it by Lyta and see if it would work with her. Then she sent another email. This one was a special request and Anya didn't think she'd be allowed access, but it never hurt to ask.

Back to work until she got a reply to her inquiry.