I've learned that bad news and the Avengers tend to be synonymous.
( he doesn't say it with any particular malice. it's just a thing that tends to happen. something wants to invade new york or some other place, the avengers are there and while things tends to end well, it's not without some collateral damage.
he shrugs a shoulder. )
I'm getting used to it.
( not that he's looking forward to it, though. but, he'll deal with that just like he's dealt with everything else. )
It's surprising to see when someone tells me there's good news in the future.
[ronan and kylo, what a crew. wanda stops to think momentarily, of her conversations prior with ronan—of how befuddled they were, concerting with the idea of magic and dreams becoming reality; of how he insisted she come to thorne. things have changed, but she wonders if he holds any of those thoughts, still.
her thoughts on the matter dissipate in time to matt very rightly calling out the avengers. it may not be without malice, but she knows how particular he feels about them.
she gives stephen A Look.]
And you wanted to get me back on the lunchbox. [—a small gesture of something, wanda's not quite sure what. friendliness, the ability to offer humor over a shared experience that's otherwise too traumatic to want to envision entirely.] Perhaps the good news is that The Avengers are no more, in the future. As far as I'm concerned.
[she brings the cup of tea to her lips, and before taking a sip, adds in something of a sardonic tone,]
Terrible news back home, on the verge of war here. We've got much to look forward to.
[Well. Stephen can’t find it in himself to argue the point. This is easier when he technically was never an Avenger, per se, just the sorcerer that worked with them when a certain Mad Titan thought about playing genocidal utilitarian on a universal scale.]
The lunchbox is the highest status for any superhero. I don’t see why you wouldn’t have found that tempting.
[That is a safe, mostly unopinionated assessment, and a humorous one, too. At least Stephen can try to offer a bit of positivity where Wanda can dredge up the pessimism.]
We got through that mess back home. We can get through it here, too.
If she ever does end up on a lunchbox, please snag one of those for me. I'll pay double what it's worth.
( and display it in his office or something just to be a butthead. he grins widely. )
Never been a really optimistic person myself. But I've heard things have steadily been getting...more tense here over the last while. There was always tension and all but now bombing other regions?
[ready as she was to say something about her status as a 'superhero', it is matt's comment that catches her off guard. she knows he's joking, trying to make a point with her, but wanda still feels flustered by it.
before she can even think of keeping to this quiet, strained and tight-muscled posture in front of stephen, she reflexively grabs at a cushion and tosses it at matt—a friendly, comfortable gesture.
shut up, no lunchboxes for you, blind man.
and so, completely derailed, she centers herself and turns her gaze to stephen. we can trust him, is what she tries to say with her eyes.]
We think there's another unknown party trying to tip things towards war breaking out. I think if the Free Cities had thought of making a move to proclaim war, they wouldn't have done it so ambiguously, and I think they would have been more prepared for any retaliation. They seemed... unprepared? I would have expected measures of at least evacuating the main city areas as a precaution.
[and from what she understands, from what she's read and heard, that wasn't quite the case. in any case, wanda would know—when you're not expecting bombs to fall from the sky, you don't go looking for them; you don't hide, you think you'll be safe at home, four walls and a roof above your head. but when you know what to expect, you stay away from areas that could potentially be targeted, you start thinking strategically of your every move and dreading the silence.
her shoulders slump a little, remembering those years of her life, and her eyes drag down as she sets her cup down on the table, eyes locked on her hands, voice quiet.]
[He watches as the couch pillow goes flying at Matt, not even bothering to hide how his brow quirks higher and his amusement seems to spill over the edges of his expression. Stephen clears his throat, skewing back into the more somber tone this conversation deserves.
The war. Right.]
This reeks of “unprepared” on all sides, which makes me agree; I don’t think it’s too much of a conspiracy theory to suggest there’s a fourth player in this.
[It might as well be a foregone conclusion at this point, as far as he’s concerned.]
The real million dollar question is this: what do they stand to gain from war? Distraction? A shift of power?
[Or, as the idea was floated over the network, real, actual power from the lives lost?]
I've known people who don't mind using others as pawns in their game, to start a war and come in as the hero only to slowly undermine everything from the inside.
( he doesn't miss you, fisk. )
But, there's power to be gained here. There's land, there's people, armies. the Singularity even if it can't be controlled by people that are from here. It's still a powerful item and if someone can make the three regions blow themselves to the bring of destruction and then come in and save the day? People will throw their support there.
[the fact that matt was able to discern this much despite just being a few months really speaks a lot to the nature of this place—to the nature of how much he thinks about this, perhaps of how people like the three of them aren't without these considerations of the places they end up in.
wanda hates having to think about war, for all that it has taken from her—from all that it could potentially take from her again.
'to undermine everything from the inside' feels like a plausible tactic people from this world and every other world would use. that much is fair, but wanda also wonders— how they all fit into these plans, if they are part of them at all? they are clearly separate from those native to abraxas, after all.]
The majority of the Summoned are really powerful. Wouldn't we pose a threat to whoever is trying to do that? We haven't been targeted outside of what happened in Nocwich.
[where do we fit in all this?]
And they could have gotten to us at any other time while there, but instead they only went for the three delegates.
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( he doesn't say it with any particular malice. it's just a thing that tends to happen. something wants to invade new york or some other place, the avengers are there and while things tends to end well, it's not without some collateral damage.
he shrugs a shoulder. )
I'm getting used to it.
( not that he's looking forward to it, though. but, he'll deal with that just like he's dealt with everything else. )
It's surprising to see when someone tells me there's good news in the future.
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her thoughts on the matter dissipate in time to matt very rightly calling out the avengers. it may not be without malice, but she knows how particular he feels about them.
she gives stephen A Look.]
And you wanted to get me back on the lunchbox. [—a small gesture of something, wanda's not quite sure what. friendliness, the ability to offer humor over a shared experience that's otherwise too traumatic to want to envision entirely.] Perhaps the good news is that The Avengers are no more, in the future. As far as I'm concerned.
[she brings the cup of tea to her lips, and before taking a sip, adds in something of a sardonic tone,]
Terrible news back home, on the verge of war here. We've got much to look forward to.
[sorry matt, you won't find good news with her.]
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The lunchbox is the highest status for any superhero. I don’t see why you wouldn’t have found that tempting.
[That is a safe, mostly unopinionated assessment, and a humorous one, too. At least Stephen can try to offer a bit of positivity where Wanda can dredge up the pessimism.]
We got through that mess back home. We can get through it here, too.
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( and display it in his office or something just to be a butthead. he grins widely. )
Never been a really optimistic person myself. But I've heard things have steadily been getting...more tense here over the last while. There was always tension and all but now bombing other regions?
( sounds like a nasty precursor. )
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before she can even think of keeping to this quiet, strained and tight-muscled posture in front of stephen, she reflexively grabs at a cushion and tosses it at matt—a friendly, comfortable gesture.
shut up, no lunchboxes for you, blind man.
and so, completely derailed, she centers herself and turns her gaze to stephen. we can trust him, is what she tries to say with her eyes.]
We think there's another unknown party trying to tip things towards war breaking out. I think if the Free Cities had thought of making a move to proclaim war, they wouldn't have done it so ambiguously, and I think they would have been more prepared for any retaliation. They seemed... unprepared? I would have expected measures of at least evacuating the main city areas as a precaution.
[and from what she understands, from what she's read and heard, that wasn't quite the case. in any case, wanda would know—when you're not expecting bombs to fall from the sky, you don't go looking for them; you don't hide, you think you'll be safe at home, four walls and a roof above your head. but when you know what to expect, you stay away from areas that could potentially be targeted, you start thinking strategically of your every move and dreading the silence.
her shoulders slump a little, remembering those years of her life, and her eyes drag down as she sets her cup down on the table, eyes locked on her hands, voice quiet.]
It's just a theory, though.
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The war. Right.]
This reeks of “unprepared” on all sides, which makes me agree; I don’t think it’s too much of a conspiracy theory to suggest there’s a fourth player in this.
[It might as well be a foregone conclusion at this point, as far as he’s concerned.]
The real million dollar question is this: what do they stand to gain from war? Distraction? A shift of power?
[Or, as the idea was floated over the network, real, actual power from the lives lost?]
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( he shrugs a shoulder. )
I've known people who don't mind using others as pawns in their game, to start a war and come in as the hero only to slowly undermine everything from the inside.
( he doesn't miss you, fisk. )
But, there's power to be gained here. There's land, there's people, armies. the Singularity even if it can't be controlled by people that are from here. It's still a powerful item and if someone can make the three regions blow themselves to the bring of destruction and then come in and save the day? People will throw their support there.
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wanda hates having to think about war, for all that it has taken from her—from all that it could potentially take from her again.
'to undermine everything from the inside' feels like a plausible tactic people from this world and every other world would use. that much is fair, but wanda also wonders— how they all fit into these plans, if they are part of them at all? they are clearly separate from those native to abraxas, after all.]
The majority of the Summoned are really powerful. Wouldn't we pose a threat to whoever is trying to do that? We haven't been targeted outside of what happened in Nocwich.
[where do we fit in all this?]
And they could have gotten to us at any other time while there, but instead they only went for the three delegates.
[she loathes to think it, but—]
Are we... helping make it worse?