Winter & Vision's (not so) Excellent Adventure

[reconstitution]

Who: Winter, Vision, & You
Broadcast: n/a
Action: Forest, planetside
When: July 9th

[ This thread is going to serve both as a canon update to post Captain America: Civil War for Winter and Vision, but also be used as a monthly catch-all with prompts. ]

[ It's been a few weeks since they've landed, so Winter's finally gotten over most of his initial uneasiness. Enough to finally venture into the forest for a hike and get the lay of the land. He's familiar with the beach and the markets, and he's heard things about the forest and a certain tree, so he needs to see for himself if the rumors are true.

It's relatively peaceful, and he hasn't come across anyone else yet. He's making his way around a fallen tree when an animal jumps out of a nearby bush and startles him. Winter stumbles back, and his immediate reaction is to reach out with his left hand to steady himself. Unfortunately it's still broken, so it doesn't cooperate like it's meant to. Which means that he trips and falls. Down a steep hill. Only having one functioning arm means he raises his right to shield his head until he can manage to slow down or run into something. Which is exactly what he does before his head smacks solidly against a hard surface. ]

[Meanwhile, the Vision is similarly engaged in heading toward the tree to investigate it. He’s heard you need someone’s hand to hold in order for the magic to work, but his curiosity has the better of him and he’d like to observe it in action first. A scuffle down below his flight path catches his attention, and he swoops into the forest to see what’s going on just in time to see Winter, of all people, taking a tumble down a steep hillside. He rushes over to try and intercept the man before he seriously hurts himself, and in his rush he miscalculates his own density and slams down hard enough that Winter smacks his head against the Vision instead of catching himself safely.

Oops.

The impact is enough to snap the Vision’s head back and hit it against the tree he’d been trying to prevent Winter from hitting. So now there are two enhanced individuals knocked out on the forest floor. How very impressive.]

Comments

[notmutantbutmiracle]

[As they break away from their kiss, her eyes gaze into his own, holding the electricity of the movement. Almost as if looking away would end everything. When she feels his hand against her cheek, she leans into it slightly. She smiles warmly up at him. Yet, after he speaks, she can't help but raise her hand. She attempts in vain to hide a giggle behind the back of her hand, as she finally breaks eye contact with him in her laughter. Her hand then touches his chest, lightly resting over his heart. She feels its beating for a moment. It's tempo just as fast as her own, and it makes her smile even more. She looks back up at him, giving him a playful wink. Her tone is teasing yet sweet.]

The tree might have helped a little bit.

[The aura and magic of this place was undeniable. Even if it was not the tree's doing that finally broke the remaining barriers between them, the wonder of this place certainly suited the intimacy of the moment.]

[unbearablynaive]

As a catalyst, perhaps.

[Because it would be foolish to deny the power in this place, even if this isn't quite what he'd imagined when told the tree could grant a gift. Though it's not like he has much in the way of important material possessions back home, so maybe--

And then he blinks, startled, at the pulse of energy. Something had just changed, and if that's what the tree's power feels like in action, it definitely didn't happen before. A thought he recognizes as having an external origin prompts him to wonder if the energy meant a change to his ship. And what's that in front of Wanda?]

[notmutantbutmiracle]

[At first, Wanda is equally startled. First, by Vision's sudden reaction, but then to her own experience of something sparking in her head. Some pulse or signal to tell her that something has happened, as if she knows she's about to receive a reward of some kind. She looks up, something in her head telling her to do so.]

[Fluttering down from above is what appears to be a leaf at first, however, it quickly becomes apparent from its square shape and thick, card stock-like texture that it's a photo. Wanda reaches up and effortlessly catches it out of the air. No powers needed. It's a Polaroid picture. She turns it over, and the image captured takes her breath away and immediately brings tears to her eyes. It's the picture of her family from when she was little, when they had all gone camping in the woods outside of Sokovia. The lake... she could still remember how crystal clear and calm it had been in the mornings--like glass.]

[She studies the picture for some time, tears begin to roll slowly down her cheeks. She eventually looks back up at Vision. She knows that she has him to thank for this gift, just as much as the magic of the tree. A look of pure, genuine love and gratitude graces her face. She struggles to find words to thank him, to say how much this moment means to her, to tell him how truly happy she is right here and right now. So instead, she simply says nothing. Instead, she is content to gaze up at him with that lingering look of sincere affection on her face.]

[unbearablynaive]

[It's easy enough to move into a real embrace at that, now that their hands don't strictly have to be held together. He's careful not to let the picture be crushed, of course. He speaks in a low tone.]

It's beautiful.

[He remembers a board in her room at the compound, full of pictures and feathers and other precious things, but there had been so little from her previous life. What hadn't already been lost by the time she and Pietro had gained their powers was surely destroyed in the battle the followed.]

[notmutantbutmiracle]

[She wraps her arms around him and rests her head against his chest. She clutches the picture tightly in one of her hands behind his back and holds him close. She's content to just stay there for a bit, not saying anything and simply letting a few more tears trickle down. Finally, she does speak. Her voice is hushed, almost a murmur.]

Thank you.

[It doesn't feel like enough. So she adds, a little bit louder:]

I love you.

we could wrap this here if you want....

[unbearablynaive]

[He makes some noises meant to be comforting and strokes her hair. While he realizes she's not crying because she's upset, per se, it's still a good idea to offer comfort.]

I'm glad of it.

[And he leans in to kiss her again.]

Works for me :3 (I believe the maximum cuteness level has been attained)

[notmutantbutmiracle]

[She can feel him shift to lean in, and she reciprocates without hesitation. Their lips lock once again in a kiss. Her hand holding the photograph drifts up to wrap loosely around the back of his neck. The gift held tightly between two fingers. Her other hand softly touches his face, returning his caress from earlier. She closes her eyes, and the tears stop their falling.]