Major Carol Danvers//Warbird (skyguardian) wrote in marvel_united, @ 2010-02-15 21:37:00 |
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Entry tags: | angel, black cat |
Who: Warren, Felicia
NPCs: n/a
When: 02/15/10
Where: Warren's apartment, NYC
What: After the world does not end, Warren and Felicia try to sort out what they're going to do with themselves.
Rating: PG
Distantly, Warren knew that everything was fine; the combined forces who'd fought Galactus had won, and the earth was safe again. More immediately, he knew that he'd somehow managed to get home in one piece, and that he had collapsed into bed...he was also fairly sure, given the warmth at his side, that Felicia had come home as well. But mostly, he just knew that his back was one big ache, and it would be worse in the morning. Benefits of working for Worthington Industries was definitely the free drugs - he patiently waited for them to kick in, but until then, he tried to lie still, and tried not to think of how his wings felt at all: he'd preen later, when they weren't just lying limp about him.
So now they could go back to their normal life...well, what passed for one, anyways. He couldn't help but smile slightly at the thought of it; he doubted very strenuously that even with Felicia free of Fisk and the Black Cat that their lives would count as "normal."
Well, mostly, anyways. "So long as you're back there," he murmured, "Could you see your way to rubbing my shoulders?" Wait, were they still fighting? Did their babbled apologies when they heard the world was ending still count since the world hadn't ended? Or was he just bound to give himself a headache while he was at it?