((Open to those in and around the Avengers Mansion))

[lil_hulk]

After Jay turned into a regular human guy in a pair of shorts hugging Aether's neck (with maybe a bit of help from Sara), he went directly back to the Avengers' mansion. Having Hulked out this badly before, the sometimes green teen followed the precedent set and became reclusive. He locked himself (and Boo) in his large room and refused to come out.

Jarvis had seen him the most and had gotten concerned about the diminishing size of the amount of food Jay had been eating. Jay's mother had come back to New York immediately after hearing her son had rampaged through the city. She currently was back on the Keewazi rez to get his father and bring Wyatt Wingfoot to New York to help with Jay.

Today, the teen was getting a little stir crazy in his room. Though he had Boo and Keewazi tech for entertainment, he thought he could maybe take a small walk around the mansion. If he was moving around, maybe less people would knock on his door to try to get him to come out. Also, he could avoid them easier if he wasn't in one spot.

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[poorgirlsarcee]

He'd find Mira sitting in one of the rooms her guitar in her lap as she sat on the floor, a notebook next to her with a pen on it. Humming softly she strummed the guitar, the singing was soft. She paused having heard footsteps.

"So he lives." She gave a small smile. There was no way she''d blame him for the incident, it was clear he hadn't been in his right mind. "Or you in the mood to be ghosting at the moment?" Hey if that was the case if asked she'd say she hadn't seen him.

[lil_hulk]

Jay almost facepalmed. He stopped himself and managed to turn it into an odd arm wiggle. He was good at this skulking thing. Just walked into the first room with a person in it.

He cleared his throat softly. "I'm not dead yet."

Though with Dr. Green still on the loose, he could be any time he set foot outside.

[poorgirlsarcee]

"So ghost for now, no problem." She didn't get up yet.

"Take it you don't want to talk about it with the probie either do you?" She'd understand, but also knew it might help. "Though I'll admit, I don't want to deal with being on his bad side." At least within throwing distance of any body of water.

[lil_hulk]

He shook his head, making his bangs fall into his eyes.

"Don't want to talk about it with anyone." Jay brushed his hair out of his eyes. He knew someone would make him talk about it. If not on the team, then his parents. And a locked solid core door was no match for his Dad let alone his Mom.

"He's me," Jay admitted softly with a shrug. "Sorry."

[poorgirlsarcee]

"It's cool, don't worry about it I won't press the issue. And really I'm okay, just hope I didn't hurt you too bad trying to stop you." She shifted moving her guitar to lean it against the wall behind her.

"And kinda figured he was, don't worry I got the gist from the others that it wasn't the norm. I would have been making more noise if I was really worried."

[lil_hulk]

"Hulks have a regenerative healing factor. No harm done." The only person who had done harm was somewhere out there still. It was one of the reasons he was hiding out inside the mansion.

"Noise doesn't scare. We mostly want quiet." He nodded toward the guitar. "What kind of music do you play?"

[poorgirlsarcee]

She nodded again.

When asked about her music she shrugged. "Little of everything. I like rock a little hard, but I've been toying with something a little softer. You play?"

[lil_hulk]

He shook his head. "I'm a better listener. I like the blues. Particularly Indigenous."

He slipped his hands into his jeans pockets. His arms were a little stiff, so it pushed his shoulders up.

[poorgirlsarcee]

"Blues is good to play, first songs I learned to play were B.B. King and love good Jazz if I'm listening."

[the4thblackknight]

Marcus had decided to give Jay some space and time to recover from the rampage. He knew his friend took it badly whenever his green side got out of control. He'd taken to slipping notes with terrible puns and limericks under Jay's door every day, just to remind him he was still being thought of.

Today, he was in the spacious back yard of the Avenger's mansion, laying in the lawn with his ankles crossed and eyes closed, enjoying some unseasonably warm weather while Aether munched on grass nearby. Maybe he'd take a flight later.

[lil_hulk]

Jay had hedged on Bruce and Jarvis not being out in the yard. And the yard was protected by tall walls to not let in the Dr. Green's. So it was relatively safe. Relative to whomever the Avengers had angered this week.

He hadn't expected Marcus and Aether to be there. So he pulled up a little short. Then he paused to figure out if he should retreat back inside to give them some peace. Even if petting Aether was extremely tempting.

[the4thblackknight]

Aether raised his head from the grass when he heard footsteps, even Jay's quiet ones. He gave a whinny of greeting, flicking his tail.

Marcus opened his eyes and turned to look, smirking a little when he saw his friend making a hasty retreat. "What's the hurry?"

[lil_hulk]

Jay stood extremely still for a moment. He got caught. By the horse. He did not want to contemplate the implications of that too hard.

"Uh, hi. Didn't think anyone would be out here."

[the4thblackknight]

"Just us lawn ornaments." Marcus answered and chuckled when Aether huffed indignantly. The horse knew who the valuable party was in this duo. "Feel free to stay if you like. I'm just taking in some sun while we have some."

[lil_hulk]

Jay scratched his slightly stubbly chin. He was normally clean-shaved and had a tough time even growing stubble. Though he had avoided looking at himself in the mirror; shaving went along with that avoidance.

"I should..." He swallowed and moved a little closer. "I should thank the lawn ornaments then. Seen any pink flamingos around?"

[the4thblackknight]

"The lawn ornaments were pleased to be of assistance. 'Fraid the flamingos have migrated to the front lawn." Of course, now that he'd said that, he wondered how difficult it would be to find a flock of said flamingos and place them on the Avenger's lawn. Marcus filed that thought away for later. "Stick around and I'm sure a garden gnome will traipse by at any moment."

[lil_hulk]

"Is his name David? And does he have a pointy hat?" Despite his general quiet mood, those were important questions. Ones that had to be asked.

He moved closer still until pausing an arm's length away from Marcus. Then he settled down to sit on the ground.

[comic_awareness]

And Bruce too, would go looking for his friend. Because this definitely required a conversation. And as leader-type-guy, he was required to have it.

[lil_hulk]

Jay had been avoiding Jarvis and Bruce, which was harder than he first thought. Well, the ever-present butler more than Bruce. Though he did slow down enough to get caught looking into the gym.

He hadn't worked out since before being captured. His current plans included not working out ever again. It would help him lose muscle and not be so strong if he ever rampaged again.

[comic_awareness]

"Hey, bro," Bruce said, when he saw him.

He pointedly did not ask how Jay was doing. That would be pretty stupid.

[lil_hulk]

Jay jumped slightly. He had been spacing off, thinking about a BBQ, Bacon & Cheddar from smashburger. He kind of missed food.

He blinked at Bruce. "Hey."

He tried to not look like he was calculating the best means of escape. Maybe he could find the attacking treadmill for some help...

[comic_awareness]

Bruce did his best to seem non-threatening.

"You had lunch yet?"

[lil_hulk]

"No. Not hungry." Though once he said it, his stomach made a loud grumble. Jay could not believe his own body would make a liar out of him, but there it was.

He put a hand to his stomach and gave a small, rueful smile.

[comic_awareness]

"Well, I've got an delivery order from smashburger coming," Bruce said. "And you know me, I always order too much food..."

[lil_hulk]

He grimaced slightly. Mostly because his stomach made a long rumble at the mention of smashburger.

"Dammit, Bruce." He scrubbed his face with his hands.