MCA #9, Wednesday Night

[screwyoumarvel]

It was late, and Steve was, like any sensible person, sound asleep in his bed, dreaming of sugarplums fighting AIM agents. And polar bears wearing snuggies.

This state of affairs was probably not going to persist.

((For that guy. Intruder and intruder's unconscious friend's identities NFB.))

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[panthersprey.livejournal.com]

T'challa stood by his stance of 'screw the rules' on that matter. Stark would have to answer that for himself.

"I am fine. And I will be leaving now. Or else I tell about Mr. Stark's night time activities."

Not even your magic powers could keep him from being surly, Steve. Sorry about that.

[screwyoumarvel]

"Was I perhaps not clear enough?" Steve demanded. "No blackmail. And we're just concerned for your welfare. You're free to leave, of course." Wouldn't he be thrilled to find he was on a small island off the coast of Maryland?

[panthersprey.livejournal.com]

He would find his way back! With his... Panther powers.

Yes.

T'challa gave them each one last glare before stalking out of the room like an angry teenager that he wasn't too far off from being.

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

Tony watched the door for a little longer than necessary. "Nice meeting him too."

[screwyoumarvel]

"Thank you so much for bringing him to my apartment." Oh, look, Steve could do sarcasm.

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"I know, I know. I just--I didn't know what to do. And you know all this stuff about things that haven't even happened yet!"

All your fault, Steve.