o1;; You didn't see that coming?

[silvercast]

Who: Pietro & You!
Broadcast: yes
Action: SS Bloodsport
When: Right now

[ Video;; ]
[ The video feed shakes, the audio cracking as the communicator is moved around. The broadcasting image so far is the floor, covered in multicolored confetti, and a pair of black and grey running sneakers in view. The left foot taps impatiently before the video swings again to the bridge of the Bloodsport. ]

[ There is a sigh before heavily accented voice accompanies the shoddy cameraman-ship. ] If this is someone's idea of a prank, it lacks humor.

[ The communicator finally turns around, and Pietro is very firmly not happy with this situation. ]

I have complaints.


[ SS Bloodsport;; ]
[ Pietro can be found in various places throughout the Bloodsport. In the kitchen, trying to figure out what the deal with protein paste is. The bridge offers a bit of a distraction with the endless sea of stars or the array of broadcast settings, and how can he resist settling into the bunks? It's been a very long time since he's had his own room. ]

Comments

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[noprophecies]

[well . . . that, at least, was confirmation that he wasn't who she expected him to be. Which is honestly a relief, she was enjoying her time away from that bastard.

Even so, his face is still offensive. Sorry, Pietro]

I do not know how fast a bullet can travel, so that particular descriptor is a bit lost on me.

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[silvercast]

Much faster than the human eye can see, certainly.

[ So rude, so rude. You'll love his face eventually. ]

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[noprophecies]

Ohh? And what about those who are not human?

[now she's just being contrary to be contrary.

And she never will!!]

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[silvercast]

I have not run into many of those, so I cannot say. I am quite fast.

[ He flashes her a grin. ]

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[noprophecies]

[her nose wrinkles at the grin]

My, how cocky.

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[silvercast]

I am certain in my capabilities.

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[noprophecies]

Yes, that much is obvious.

[ugh, Tempest, be nice. It isn't his fault he has that face]

What is your name?

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[silvercast]

Pietro Maximoff. Do you have a name, or do I have to make up one?

[ Pietro, no. Pietro, stop. ]

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[noprophecies]

[Pietro no!!]

I have plenty of names without you adding another, thank you. [huff!!]

It's Tempest. I will not bore you with the list.

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[silvercast]

[ Only, Pietro yes ]

Tempest is quite the fitting name.

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[noprophecies]

[. . . Pietro no, so much no]

Oh, you have no idea.

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[silvercast]

I'm certain I can use my imagination.

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[noprophecies]

Mmhmm, I'm sure you can.

[at least he isn't as bad as the man who shares his face, small mercies]

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[silvercast]

I sure can- I'm doing it right now.

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[noprophecies]

[. . .]

What exactly are you imagining?

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[silvercast]

Nothing terrible.

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[noprophecies]

[her eyes narrow, suspicious]

It better be nothing dirty, either.

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[silvercast]

Why would I have dirty thoughts about a woman I've only seen across a video screen?

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[noprophecies]

How should I know? You are the one saying you are imagining things.

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[silvercast]

Truthfully, I was imagining some sort of dragon. Though now...

[ He's not thinking anything untoward, though he can't resist the urge to tease. ]

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[noprophecies]

. . . [she's trying very hard not to look amused, but her lips do twitch]

Dragon is a bit ironic, but I'm afraid I am not one. Just a half-elf.

However, I suggest you keep imagining dragons and nothing more, unless you wish for me to come find you and see if you are faster than my spells.

[it's less of a serious threat and more her way of attempting to tease back, at least?]

[silvercast]

Ah, but it's still impressive in any case! I have only heard of elves in stories, so it's pleasing to know it's not just a tale.

[ He grins, and it's all mischief. ]

I certainly hope for my sake that I am.

[noprophecies]

["impressive", "pleasing" . . . if she had any doubts before, they're gone now. That isn't how Maias would speak about anyone not human. She finds herself grinning back, and if she looks relieved, well]

You would be surprise by what is not a tale to some people here.

[her grin widens, just a touch]

I hope for your sake you are, too. You have a face that is just asking me to try anyway.

[silvercast]

[ Ah, well, he's not really human anymore, either. Superhuman, sure. ]

I'm certain I will see that for myself.

[ An eyebrow raises. ] Is that so? I have it on good authority that my face is quite handsome.

[noprophecies]

[. . . bite your tongue, Tempest]

It is very similar to a man I know, and he is not nearly as pleasant as you are.