Steve Barton (swashbuckler) wrote in marvel_nextgen,
@ 2010-08-16 22:51:00

Entry tags:

anya stark, inactive - swashbuckler, plot-"avenging angel"

Not Exactly the Day Envisioned
Occasional doubts about his relationship aside--a small part of her would have preferred things be, well, smaller, really, but hey, Starks did things big--Steve truly loved his girlfriend. Which meant that he absolutely had to make her birthday as special as he possibly could. He had scrimped and saved from his Avengers salary for several months in order to be able to take her out to dinner at what he had hoped was a nice enough restaurant. Not his usual world, but hers. A way to show her world was something he could at least try to operate in.

He studied the menu thoughtfully for a moment, before looking over to her. "You look beautiful."

(Read comments) - (Post a new comment)

	swashbuckler 2010-08-17 04:23 am UTC (link)
	Steve's grin was a silly one. "Dhat's wat yer muther said, Trebek." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	anyastark 2010-08-17 04:26 am UTC (link)
	Anya giggled. "Mom is a Bond movie nut. Her, Misha and I would curl up on the couch when Mom was home and watch movies. I've seen every Bond flick and Casablanca too many times to count." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	swashbuckler 2010-08-17 04:32 am UTC (link)
	"I've seen the ones with Pierce Brosnan," Steve said. "Those were good." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	anyastark 2010-08-17 04:37 am UTC (link)
	"They were, but the Connery ones are the best. Maybe one night we can have a Connery Bond marathon." Anya looked at him and smiled. Life couldn't get more perfect than this. She had a great family, was in a great school and most of all she had a great boyfriend. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	swashbuckler 2010-08-19 01:32 am UTC (link)
	Steve smiled, but his eyes quickly narrowed. "That table behind you is watching us," he said, in a whisper. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	anyastark 2010-08-19 10:12 am UTC (link)
	"Hrm," Anya said as she casually looked behind her. She turned back to Steve. "Either paparazzi, fans or even babysitters. Should be nothing to worry about." People staring was a fact of life when she was out in public. Most of the time she didn't notice. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	swashbuckler 2010-08-20 12:22 am UTC (link)
	He shook his head. "I don't think so. This is different." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	anyastark 2010-08-20 12:27 am UTC (link)
	Anya sighed. "Don't worry about it. Just enjoy dinner and don't think about them." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nextgen_shield 2010-08-20 12:40 am UTC (link)
	As Steve pretended not to watch, the two men situated at the table behind them got up and started to approach. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	swashbuckler 2010-08-20 12:41 am UTC (link)
	Steve locked eyes with Anya. "When I say move, move," he whispered quickly. "I need you to trust me on this." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	anyastark 2010-08-20 12:46 am UTC (link)
	"Is one night out with you too much to ask?" she asked as she put her napkin on the table and wrapped her hand around her steak knife. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nextgen_shield 2010-08-20 01:13 am UTC (link)
	The men drew up to the table. It was quite clear they were armed and both looked like they meant business. "Mr. Barton?" one said. "You need to come with us." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	swashbuckler 2010-08-20 01:16 am UTC (link)
	"Yeah, I'm going with no here," Steve said. "Move!" He acted quickly with his own knife, grabbing the nearest guy's arm and pinning his jacket to the table with it, before giving the table a quick kick and dragging the man along with it... right into the other guy. "Let's go!" he shouted to Anya, already in motion. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	anyastark 2010-08-20 01:19 am UTC (link)
	Steve's actions meant that Anya didn't have to use the knife on either of the men. She did however take a second to grab one of the men's weapon before running after Steve. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	swashbuckler 2010-08-20 01:32 am UTC (link)
	Out the front door was probably not the best option, but it also had the clearest path to the exit and Anya's car. Which had their stuff in the trunk. Which he really hoped they weren't going to need. Steve stopped as he got closer to it, instincts honed in a thousand training sessions and in the field kicking in. "Oh... crap." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nextgen_shield 2010-08-20 01:35 am UTC (link)
	It had been more than just two guys. It was, in fact, a whole team of people. SHIELD agents, as a matter of fact. They had the car and most of the parking lot covered. "Hands in the air," one barked. "Stand down, hands in the air!" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	anyastark 2010-08-20 02:07 am UTC (link)
	Shit. They were completely outnumbered and outgunned. Anya held the gun up by the grip, the end of the barrel pointed down at the ground. She put her arms up. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	swashbuckler 2010-08-20 02:24 am UTC (link)
	Steve put his hands up, behind his head. He really didn't like the odds here. But then again, ever since SHIELD had been co-opted a while back (even if they'd settled that), he'd had a greater measure of dislike for the organization. "Okay," he said. "We surrender." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nextgen_shield 2010-08-20 02:31 am UTC (link)
	The two were quickly cuffed and herded into a transport. (Reply to this)(Parent)

(Read comments) -

scribbld is part of the horse.13 network
Design by Jimmy B.
Logo created by hitsuzen.
Scribbld System Status