Rooms

[It was a bad few weeks, to say the least, so the chance to go to the Citadel again already took a heavy weight off his shoulders. For a short time they would be absorbed into the futuristic world full of exciting advantages and advanced species. So after giving them a head's up, Bruce packed his backpack with notebooks and a change of clothes just in case, but they weren't going to be there long. He was sporting a full beard again these days, but it was reasonably groomed. He led the other two to the door he used to know like the back of his hand, and stepped into it without any hesitation.

The Citadel had a very specific feel to it, since it was a space station and had a controlled atmosphere. They stepped out of the hotel and into the Lower Wards, in a corridor not far from Chora's Den. It wasn't the nicest part of the Citadel to start in, but it was the least likely place for strangers to get questioned. Throbbing music came out of the Den, in true nightclub fashion, and Bruce gestured for them to follow him past it.] This is the seedy part, sorry. We're going to head into the Lower Markets and make our way up. Prepare yourself because this area's busy. [He smiled at them, because no time like the present to throw themselves head first into the culture. The Lower Markets were full of busy energy and the various alien species bartering and selling their wares.]

[Locked to Martha Jones and Jane Foster]

How about planning a trip to the Citadel? I promise advanced technology you wouldn't believe and amazing alien races.


[Locked to Selina K]

[Started and stopped a million times, but finally.] Still okay?

[Locked to Tony S]

I miss Kids understand technology from birth these days. I'm old. [After this, new message.] Tony. Help.

[Locked to Pepper P]

Hey Pepper, how are you?

[Locked to Jane F]

How are you at distractions?

[Locked to Gwen S]

Where are y [Deleted]

[Locked to Selina K and Jason T together]

are you o When Cursor blink so I know you're alive and kicking?

Lets play a game of what's worse. I'll start.

What's worse:

1. Swiping left when you should have swiped right?

OR

2. Swiping right when you should have DEFINITELY swiped left?

(separately locked)
[LOCKED: JANE F/DARCY L, BRUCE B]
Hi. Are you at or near the lab?


[LOCKED: JANE F/PEPPER P]
I haven’t checked in with you. How are doing? And before you ask, no poker.

Martha Jones. You still want to see what I'm working on?

[The memories weren't pleasant, but if Martha were getting a deeper friendship out of it, maybe it wasn't so bad overall. The anonymity of the event maybe had helped her even be more open, not that Martha generally needed a lot of help in that area. She tried to keep her demons to herself, a lot of her hopes and dreams, too, that fervent desire to do everything...but she wasn't shy and she was always genuinely curious about other people. The Hotel simply nudged certain topics of conversation that might not have come up otherwise.

[But dressed in her jeans and blazer, Martha didn't look at all dressed up like she had the other night. She felt more like herself overall, and was all too happy to find her way out of her home and back into the hotel, which also didn't look like it had been the other night. It looked like it looked when she had met Tesla. How did it do that?

[Without a clue where Jane's door was, Martha headed into the lobby to wait there, taking notes while she waited. As long as she was there, she might as well write down the observations about the doors and how they looked now. There had to be some pattern.]

To the nice woman I sat in the booth with discussing the feelings of first loves, it was nice to talk. When in Rome, it's nice to not be wandering alone.

Doctor, Clara, Rose--you all better be well!

[Individually locked to Darcy L, Jane F, Loki and Torunn]

Are you well?

[Public]

I'm looking for the woman who spent all evening on a lumpy mattress.

[Locked to Gwen]

Marco.


[Locked to Jason]

You make it through?


[Locked to Jane Foster]

Did you get the welcome mat from the hotel?

[Locked to Selina Kyle]

[After much reluctance, but necessary.]

Cursor blink?

[Locked: Stark Tower & all who reside in her]

So long, all. Don't kill each other. (Please?)

[See Pepper he listens.]

[Locked to Carol Danvers, Jessica Drew, Wanda Maximoff]

Hey. I saw the post awhile back about the mansion and that you had a training simulation room of some kind. I'd be interested in learning how it works, if that's okay. And if you needed any repairs or updates, I might not be as good as Tony in that field, but I have basic knowledge.

[Locked to Thor]

[Not sure how to start.] Hi Thor. How are you?

[Locked to Natasha R]

I heard you took a SHIELD hiatus.

[Locked to Jane Foster]

Hello Dr. Foster, how are you today?

[Locked to Selina Kyle]

I'm attempting to speak to at least six people right now. Be proud.

[Public, as John B.]

[Several cursor blinks. John is not great at the whole small talk thing.] So. Door travel? How does that work?

[Jim G./John B.]

Sir.

[Steve R]

That was one hell of an interview, Captain.

[Bruce B]

Please tell me you now have appropriate groceries.

[Jane F]

So how did the plan work itself out? There was a plan. Somewhere underneath the wine.

[Mary Jane W]

Holding up?

[Public]

If we could avoid all explosions, lack of provision of power or glass shattering in the building between two and four, I'd appreciate it.

Who: Jane Foster & Pepper Potts
What: Drunken gabbing
When: Fuzzy timelines but backdated
Where: Stark Tower
Warnings: Awful, awful metaphors

( Multiple universes locked behind actual closed doors is somehow more manageable than wondering if my boyfriend, or whatever he-is-slash-we-are, still wants me or has moved on in the five-minutes-slash-two-years we’ve seen each other )

Who: Jane Foster & Pepper Potts
What: Chinese food, drinking, talking.
When: Fuzzy-timelines! Backdated to juuust after Jane arrived.
Where: Stark Tower
Warnings: Nada. Some awful metaphors.

( Multiple universes and a hotel smack in the middle of it, it shouldn’t have been too hard to grasp after going on an impromptu trip to Asgard. )

Hey people, Stark Tower power is going to go down for five minutes.

[And that's all the warning they get! Everything goes dark without so much of a flicker.

Addendum: Fifteen minutes later, power is back on.]

"This work contains adult content. Do you wish to proceed?"

Why do you think I'm here, Ao3? Come on.

EDIT: THIS IS NOT WHY I AM HERE Ao3

"im so sorry, i'm a fuck up, forgive me, 12k words of FILTH, they dont even kiss, im sorry b ye (One Direction)"

One thing's for sure, this still smells like New York.

Is this another stupid simulation?

Can y'all just tell me what I need to do to get to the kill simulation or level up? Because this is more boring than what I'm used to and while I shouldn't complain I'm tired of the mind games.