"Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose," Anya sang as she worked on upgrading a few processors in the mainframe. She was half in the console and her feet that were sticking out were tapping to the music. Anya was working so of course Janis Joplin was playing. Loudly.
She had been meaning to get to these upgrades, but Ren Tech had been taking up the majority of her time along with her team. A relatively free weekend meant that she flew down to New York to see her family and do these upgrades to the Avengers computer. Dad could have done it, but Anya wanted the chance to do it and come down to New York. She loved Boston, but New York would always be home.
"Hey, feeling good was good enough for me, hmm hmm, good enough for me and my Bobby McGee...."
The music is enough to draw Buck out of the training facilities. He has nothing against Joplin, but its usually not his first choice of workout music. That, and he wasn't expecting anyone here any time soon - so best to know who's about. Probably just Tony, but he never knew.
He comes around a corner to see jeans... and the legs in those jeans are definitely not Tony's.
After just a slight blush at the line of thought, he moves over to the console, crouching down next to it. "How goes the work?"
Anya startled at the sound of a voice and promptly whacked her head on the console.
"Owwww," she said and slid out from the console. She rubbed the spot on her head. It hurt. She looked up and quite surprised to see /that/ face. "Hey. It was going until you made me hit my head."
He smirks. "Doesn't sound like a concussion, anyway. What're you doing in New York? Your new friends not break enough stuff in Boston, so you need to come help us for a while? Or are you sabotaging the computer to make your squad look better?" he teases.
"You know me. I'm not above sabotaging other teams to make mine look better," she said with a smirk. "I came down this weekend to see the family and upgrade some processors in this beast. I'm surprised to see your face haunting this place." Not that it was a bad face to look at.
"Dad is finally relenting some in letting me get more active with the team, so I came in to review some tapes of the team working out, check specs on recent missions, use the local simulator, all of that."
"Oh? Going to join the B-team then?" she teased. "I'd offer you a spot on the A-team, but I don't see you moving to Boston."
Not that it would be a bad thing to be able to look at him every day. Stop that! She scolded herself. Maybe it was time for a night out. She had definitely been working too much.
"Seriously, good for you and it's about time. The Avengers will definitely benefit from you being there."
He hasn't been an Avenger long enough - at all, really - to be too defensive about the teasing. "I might have to come visit, anyway. Might be good to get some distance now and then. Sounded like the Avengers could use some filling out though, and I'm pretty sure joining up here would be one of the conditions for getting to run around in the skintight long underwear at all."
And she just pictured him in a skintight uniform. Yes, definitely time to have a night out. Or a trip out west. Hal would be more than accommodating to satisfying some urges.
"You are always welcome to visit me in Boston." She smiled. "It is good to see you again. How long as it been?"
"Geez, I can't remember. Seven, eight months? I've been working on the early graduation stuff, you've been gone. Definitely good to catch up though... hey, you free for dinner, maybe?"
The offer isn't intended to sound like asking her out. Its just dinner with an old friend. He doesn't show any sign of picking anything up from her expression, and Anya doesn't blush as easy as he does.
"You know me. Workaholic. I came by it honestly, I inherited it," she said with a grin. "Dinner sounds great." She didn't think of it outside of a friend asking another friend out. "If you make it burgers, I'll buy." She would buy either way, but she would always try to get burgers. She also knew he wasn't the type for fancy dinners.
Its true. "Burgers are always good." And one of his favorites. Go figure. "I have a few more things to finish, but you're on for dinner." The workaholic bit, even if they come at it from different directions, was also something they shared.
"A man after my own heard." She smiled brightly. "It's a plan. I have a few more things to finish up here, so take your time." She also needed a little time to change and freshen up. The paparazzi was always around and she wasn't going out unless she looked good.
He nods. "Ok, I'll catch you in two hours." he sets his watch to it. Then he heads back for the training facility at a jog, to try and get enough workout in to feel satisfied for now, before he gets showered and dressed for dinner.
"All set," she said as she fastened an earring. She greeted him with a smile. Anya was of course a few moments late. She blamed that on genetics as well. Mom and Dad were usually fashionably late for things.
"I'm thinking Big Nick's unless you have objections."
He gives her a once over look up and down, followed by a playful whistle. "Well worth waiting for. And... yeah, Big Nick's sounds great. That's your favorite spot, right?"
Anya blushed a little. "Not so bad yourself there handsome," she said. He did look good all cleaned up. Though he looked just as good earlier all sweaty from a workout.
"It is. There's something to be said for a place you know."
He blushes faintly. He was teasing - but its true, she was kind of cute. "I could see that, yeah. And it is good food. Yeah, we can hit there whenever. Who's driving?"
"Me. I love my baby, but I don't get to drive him much," she said. She did drive down from Boston instead of flying via suit. It was a change of pace and the fall foliage along the way was beautiful. It never hurt to slow down for a bit.
"Just no time to work on it?" she asked as they headed toward the garage. "I just converted by Tesla to zero point energy. No recharging and no running out of juice."
"Not a lot. And maybe its just I'm not an expert in cars. I got it as a fixer-upper project though, and its been... well, pretty much what you'd expect for $1500 worth of used car."
"Well if you want some help you can always call and I'll come down," she said. "It's not that long of a flight." Not when you can fly at Mach 8. "I'm always willing to help out a friend."
"I'm okay with them. I could work on mine because it's all electrical, but I'll help. I did manage to build my bike. My brother's the car nut. He even named his."
Previous Next 
![[info]](https://www.scribbld.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small}
