Yellow eyes rolled as Liara headed into the warmth of the compound. She could soundly hear the hushed discussion as the pair closed in. Why it was any of their business was the main reason ticking her off. Which was none. This matter was about to be addressed, weather this woman liked it or not.
The She Wolf leaned her right shoulder on the eggshell colored wall which led to the dorms. Waiting on the females to reach her, all the while listening to their constant bickering over the details they each believed to have transpired. Their pace picked up in catching sight of her. Either woman trying to be the first in being able to ask the questions. A need to be the female receiving all the attention.
She closed her eyes while shaking it off. Why any living creature found her clearly dysfunctional, drama for more than a dozen people's lifetime, sorry excuse of a life, even remotely interesting was beyond her. An almond shaped, black glittered, fingernail rocked side to side pointing toward the incoming company. "Before either one of you begin, I knew you were prying in my mind. My thing is, why you would want to help her and to even do it to begin with."
"Okay, so she blackmailed me into it. Like I could even sit through watching you get it in with anyone. Even though we could never determine exactly what he looked like, just what was that again?" A light-skinned, snow white haired, beyond beautiful petite woman began.
Yellow eyes narrowed, "this is exactly why I controlled myself. My life is none of your concern. What he looked like, far less. Remember, it's just like you said, I only go for the disgusting ones, guys no one wants, because someone as fat and disgusting as me could never get the attention of someone that is actually to die for."
The fire haired woman standing in front of Liara, only snapped her neck to take in the woman with whom she shared similar body details, aside from the color of eyes, hair and lip shade. "Please tell me you never said anything as horrible as this to her."
"I said all that and some to the bitch, and hey hey hey, get this. The kicker, in your skin. Perfect right." A cocky, self-absorbed smile.
A huff from the woman at least six inches taller than the other two.
An upset furrow of the brow. "Phe, you are about the worst person in this world."
"Nope, I'm not a person, so try again. That would be that!" A square, ice blue painted fingernail pointed toward Liara.
"Nope, I'm not a person, so try again." Liara mocked. "Anyhow, I felt the two of you. Lingering in the shadows. Hovering over everything, inspecting every little detail. You provoked me to remember a happy thought. Yay, it worked. Congratulations. Alana, you did this for the best. You whore, did it of course to be nosy. Plain and simple. I refused to let you see more than needed. I've experienced this in my life, and there's no need to relive it. Let's see you saw his color, okay, you saw his hair, his height. You never saw him nor me for that matter. Only selected details through my eyes. This is how I wanted it. Just like me, huh, always with the lucid dreams. And this is how it shall remain, so bye."
Alana began. "So, you knew we were there, how?"
A slow release. "Alana, this isn't the first time you've mingled in my mind. Remember the last time was when Phe thought it oh so cute to…"
"Oh my god he was amazing to boot. Hey, even Alana loved it. I mean every bit of it. The fact I stole him from you was the best thing ever. Oh, how he had that dominating personality, those tattoos, running my fingers through his long hair, ugh just yas. Too sexy. Which is why we all understand why the mutt bitch here wanted him to pet her vagina. That personality was what won you over Alana. You remember." Phe, with a smirk, cutting the Wolf woman off. Trying her best to have the words sting as she delivered them.
A shake as the taller woman pushed off the wall, seeming unfazed. "Which is why my mind, well most of it, is off limits. You may be able to erase some memory, but you'll never be able to fully see it again. Funny thing, your new state is your disability. Alana, I love you, but never do that again. Your friend I can understand the why's. But you. You're better than that. I'm glad the two of you are separated, now you can distance yourself from the negativity."
Phe nodded with the statement. "Yes. That means I can protect you better from filthy mange ridden animals which need to be laid down."
A husky moan. "I really do."
" .Lord, see, now it begins." Alana pushed Phe in the arm, trying to catch up to her friend, before her celestial twin pulled her back, feeling a need to hold her own conversation with her.
Liara lowered her head in taking a corner. Smelling the man approaching. He was too nervous, his smell radiated with it. The second he caught sight of her, he walked up. Pulled her by her arm, into a vacant room. The room was dim, and dank. A singular cough as Liara winced in distaste.
"Look, I don't know what in the hell you were thinking, but this is the last place I'd want to talk to you. Jesus. It smells as if you and your scientist have done some things various times all up in here." Liara now covered each nostril with a seperate finger.
A cross of the arms as the man covered his goatee with a curled finger. "Look, Lassie. I pulled you in here because I had a question, but you can completely forget it now."
Liara turned for the door, "thank god."
A hand reached past hers, holding back Liara from opening the door any further. "You know their date was only a mission."
A lower of a blue mane as she shook her head, a release of a chuckle while clicking the exit closed. "I wondered why you were all nervous when you saw me. Look. Radioactive man and the gnat can do as they damn well please. He and I are not a thing. If he likes her, then I hope she makes him happy. She won't but I hope she at least tries. Wait no, I hope he tries." Liara turned to face the man who stood just an inch taller. She leaned back until her shoulders came flush with the door.
Hazel eyes furrowed as he tried to make out a facial expression. Liara was even that much harder to figure out since her return.
Liara only lengthy blinked and flatly stared. "Look Buzz Lightyear. I told your friend there was noo way he and I could get back together. Plain and simple. He knows this, and he really needs to keep it moving. Like I have. Can't dwell in the past you know."
"Even though he wants you." Stark began.
A smirk, "he can want all day. He ain't the only one you know. Funny, I have you all up in a dark room. I remember the last time something just like this happened."
"I have no idea what you mean." Tony slowly began.
A chuckle as a playful left brow raised, "no seasoning then nor now. Let's see, you just had this need to show me that your science was somehow bigger than my science. It was cute actually."
The manner in which the breath was released, delighted the woman in the slightly lit room. Her coy intake was more than indicative of her joy.
"My thing is, why the actual fuck would she leave you for Happy? I mean, okay he can pick her up, and god knows we woman love that shit. But with her poor ass, I mean who can't. But you. You can do the grown folk in the air." Liara slid down the door, crossing her legs as she made herself comfortable as soon as she was seated.
"He can turn green." Iron Man's only retort, trying his best not to bite back too much. Knowing this woman ate off people's emotions.
A smirk paired with a lifted left brow. "And it matches the size of that him."
"So, you do know." A narrow of lips and a cross of his arms as he sternly looked down upon the mutated Wolf woman. As if he a judging father.
A shrug as her eyes glistened while reflecting every bit of the dim lights within this unused dormitory. Big yellow eyes, looking past Stark, taking in the room in its entirety. "You would better than me. Basic anatomy."
"You control him." A huff.
"Cause I'm the baddest." A dimple nestled into her cheeks as she pulled her lips in. "Simple Chemistry."
"Yas." His voice sheer delight. As the seated woman walked right into the opening.
A left brow raised in return to his tone. "Like when I showed you that yours might have been slightly bigger, but I have always had the bigger balls."
"So exactly besides me, Fury and Bruce…" Yellow eyes closed as she lifted her head to rest on the wooden door behind her. She knew his smugness was going to bring him to this question.
With an emotionless glance, she answered. "Steven, strictly for the fact of that ass, oh and of course he's never seen what you have. Oh, never forget the always sexy James. The fly boy, take your pick on which of those. Oh hmm, then there was Phil, never your boy Thor. Maria, she was the best, fyi."
"Liara." Tony gave her a look.
A cocky smile. "You always did say my name astoundingly. That tone, boy those were the days, young and careless. I'm glad you weren't a prude back then. Then I'd never know just how horrible you are. Oh, and I meant that in only way that matters."
"I recall there were no complaints." A cocky smirk was returned as he took in her playful eyes.
A deep smirk, remembering just how this man could match her own level of sarcasm. And how he was nearly just as quick. "Of course not, I was trying to get my itch scratched. I would never mess any of that up. Not stupid yet. And lucky you right, the only one here to have even gotten that esteemed honor."
"I'm done with this conversation." Tony ran his hand through his hair. Somehow, unbelievably uneasy around the lax female.
"Dawww, now I've hurt your little scientific feelings. You didn't care then, why the certain interest now." A narrow of her lips, followed by a careless tease of blue hair. Knowing there was more to this conversation than Tony was letting on.
Stark becoming instantly serious, completely changing his tone. "Because my best friend and this weird ass dog are involved in this even weirder relationship, which the two of them refuse to partake in. I am so tired of seeing the both of them tiptoe around what is really going on."
"From where I sit, he and the woman you so carelessly insult, are doing good. They are right now out on the balcony, two stories up, flirting. So, tell me again just how they are tiptoeing? He is doing him. I'm so proud of our baby boy, he's growing up." There was added emphases on her last words, to seem the overly emotional mother.
"Is he really?" Tony seemed truly attentive as his voice peeked.
Liara bust out laughing, "not really."
Tony ran his hand roughly down his face.
A slow wet of her lips. "He needs daddy to show him a thing or two."
The black-haired man in a gray Black Sabbath t-shirt puffed his chest. "Just remember you called me daddy."
"Just this one time, remember that. Only because you are his daddy, now aren't you Science Bros?" Liara lifted to her feet, turned to unlatch the door, as a soft hand clasped her right shoulder.
Stark reached for the one woman he became to care for immensely over the years, "so you are okay." A soft kiss on her temple.
Liara huffed as she stared at the threshold. "Look, if there is one thing I know about Jekyll, it's he'll hurt her. He doesn't love himself enough to love anyone else. I just hope she isn't as infatuated with him as I know she is. There is only one true love of his life, and that woman ain't here. This is something you should all too well understand. So, with that I leave you to touch yourself, or whatever else it is that you do when you are alone. Oh, and Anthony, just remember sexy, I can hear everything."
Liara's hand was pulled from the entrance. She turned, watching Stark enlace his fingers with hers. "Sucks."
A chuckle as Liara changed her sigh for the man's eyes. A left brow high on her face. "That my body don't work like that for you anymore. I have a new owner, boo boo. I told you. Besides you got it in with that asshole Phe. With her freaky ass, you probably did literally, reason enough this room smells the way it does."
The smirk on the man's face only matched the She wolf's "I forgot to tell you before, but you look good woman. The blue really suits you. I like it."
Liara returned her gaze to her hand, as she watched Tony place her earbuds within her palm. "Yes, those years away were quite therapeutic. I got better, physically and mentally. It was difficult, but yeah. I'm a lot better… these. They won't help me any longer. I have to make myself a new pair. Because believe me, listening to all there is going on here, I could get all you into some serious trouble with each other. But since I could care less in all your drama. I leave to get some sanity and come back."
"Is that what you're doing? I could have sworn you were into stealing tech." A smirk as he reached his hand toward blue hair.
Liara batted his hand away. "I wish you would old man. It wasn't cute then, still ain't. Look, be there for your friend. He's going to need someone like you there for him."
A finger to the air. "Cause I love him."
"No, cause you a hoe, and he needs to know what not to do." A smirk given over her right shoulder as she left Stark standing in the pale lit room alone.
As the woman turned a right corner leading to her dorm, she ran into a familiar frame. She peeked into his soft chocolate eyes, before lowering herself to retrieve the glasses which fell to the floor during the impact. "I wasn't paying attention, my bad. Here."
Banner lowered himself to her level. "Can we have a moment."
"I thought that was what this was." A shrug as Liara now righted herself.
Bruce accepted the frames the woman offered. "I need to ask you something."
"When don't you, fine. You walk me to my door and you can ask away. Quick though, I wouldn't want anyone thinking there is something where there isn't." The woman pushed off.
"Natasha told me, well she told me the mission has been changed." The scientist slowly and nervously began.
An amused chuckle. Yellow eyes peeked to the left. "Look who's in charge, of course they have."
"Indeed. She commented to me, well. Well, you'll be on the Hellicarrier, tapped into us as we carry out the mission."
A roll of yellow eyes. "You mean them. You'll be all ascared to let big and sexy out. So once again the scary little scientist will be locked in a Quinjet. Nothing new. Okay Jekyll, we're here. Thank you for letting me in on this bit of info."
When she looked at him, Bruce could tell the woman was in need of something. Just what, he was unsure of. "Liara, allow me to help."
"What? I have no idea what you are talking about." A furrow.
A hand found her soft shoulder. "Liara."
A coy smirk, "besides loving when men say my name, you can't. I mean unless of course you know how to keep Alana and her crazed sidekick out of my mind. That'd be a huge help. Exactly what I thought. Goodnight Mad Scientist."
"Goodnight." Was whispered to the closed door, Liara had disappeared behind.