open + closed.

[propulsion]

WHO: Tony Stark, Loxley, Marcus Rowntree, Florent Vascarelle
WHAT: Various activities!
WHEN: Throughout Guardian and Drakonis
WHERE: All around. Training spaces, griffon eyrie, late night kitchen, Kirkwall streets, and so on.
NOTES: Open prompts for all four in comment headers below, also a place for me to just stash some closed stuff. If you want to RP with me any which way, hit me up here or in plork.

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rainy day.

[portalling]

“Please.”

Stephen had been standing at the edge of the courtyard, looking a little forlorn and reluctant to start walking into the chilly pouring rain. Once upon a time, he’d held back the entire lake next to the Avengers compound, so shaping this rain so it avoided his head should have been nothing, but he couldn’t get the magic working delicately enough. He never thought he’d be so relieved simply to see their working umbrella prototype. He needs to start wearing a cloak of sealskin or something, like a barbarian.

So. He wedges himself beside Tony and ducks his head under the canvas, and falls into step beside the other man. It’s oddly comfortable, this camaraderie; the more that the weeks have been inching on after the Crossroads, he’s discovered that they’re settling into some kind of working normal. Colleagues. Days whiling away doing research, heatedly debating some base magical concepts, Stephen grilling Tony about the ins-and-outs of the thaumoscopes and the ARRIVED system, and then, even being trusted to wrangle a particular nun without being shunted off to Hightown detention.

And herein lies the one bright side of being out in this interminable downpour: most people in their right minds are staying indoors, Mother Pleasance included.

With that thought, he says, apropos of nothing: “Have you noticed that that woman always seems to appear out of nowhere? She’s like a jump scare.”