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"Okay so we get some wigs and dresses and we work are way into S.H.I.E.L.D as Lab techs!"
"Do any of you have any ideas that do not involve crossdressing..."
"I could turn Lucas into a bloodhound and-"
"I dare you to finish that sentence."
Righ the conversation was at a standstill so far the only two things they can at least agree on was it was imperative to track down Loki and the tesseract.
"okay so you're right about the whole crossdressing lab techs things that's kind of a dumb idea but you gotta admit the Bloodhound one is somewhat of a good idea right?"
" I will not allow you to turn me into a slobbering bloodhound Vladimir!" what was he supposed to do run around till he could pick up Loki's trail maybe he can roll over and play dead when Loki found him in the form of a defenseless dog...
"ok number one those are both idiotic ideas Vladimir and number two can you please hurry up I'm getting the feeling someone's watching us..." all arguments ceased as Vladimir and Lucas turned to face Arthur nervously.
"what are you talking about Arthur were in a basement that is unless someone's in the vents..." all three turn their heads up to look at the vent just above the table Lucas remained stoic as ever Vladimir on the other hand was quickly pulling a dagger from his boots as Arthur quickly set up a telepathic link.
'if there is someone really in the vents then we can't communicate out loud about it everyone use telepathy alright? just continue on like we didn't notice it.'
Vladimir reluctantly slowly placed his dagger back in his boot as Lucas quietly reached for random book shooting quick glances at the vent once in awhile. Thanks to his heightened hearing Vladimir was able to hear breathing and the muffled sound of a heart beating though everything was quite faint whoever was up there was working very hard to conceal their presence or they were sleeping
'Arthur I think we're going to need to part ways for a while'
The blonde in question gave the Romanian a quizzical look. shutting his book and giving his full attention quickly wrote something on a paper the Englishman pushed it too the strawberry blonde making it look like he was signing off on something.
'You take Lucas and run I think I'm just going to let them capture me.'
'wait you want to purposely get captured there's no way in hell I'm dragging Lucas with me on some Adventure just to get you back?! Why do you want to get caught in first place?' it's quite hard to have an argument in your head while pretending to write something it tends to lead to snapping of pencils.
"Shit..."
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