PEPPER P. (saltedand) wrote in rooms, @ 2015-02-13 16:57:00 |
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Entry tags: | !marvel comics, *log, bruce banner, pepper potts |
Bruce B and Pepper P: quicklog, Stark Tower
[The revolving door of the hotel ushered in those she knew, and swept out those she didn't, people who were familiar without bonds forged with the chemical strength of shared experiences. Pepper hated it. She hated ungoverned and unexpected change, the tide-sweep smoothing over sand and leaving only the very traces of the people she had known. But there was enough: a strand, its tensile strength slack with the absence of someone on the other end, but a strand. There was enough she recognized of the assistant she had liked and admired in the new Mary-Jane. And then there was Doctor Banner.
The sharp clip of stiletto heels over uncarpeted floor signaled her entry, even before the scent of warm, fragrant steam and the redolent smell of coffee indicated the reason for her presence. Pepper was used to the layout of the building, familiar enough to find the lab that would be the kernel cradling the scientist who was as predictably the same as he was different.
She found the nearest side, and set down what looked like take-out from the nearest Thai place and two cardboard cups of coffee and withdrew her own, fingers laced through one another around its sleeve.]
Hello, Doctor Banner.