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Ree Victors ([personal profile] alegacyofchaos) wrote in [community profile] nextgenerationmarvel2013-08-12 09:47 pm

After the War Games (Avengers or related parties)

Ree had the car drive the block around the Avengers Mansion for almost an hour before she instructed her driver to pull over just in front. It had taken her the full measure of the hour to work up her courage and her nerve as well as to understand just how detail-exact everything was from memory. The overlap of memory and reality was probably the most confusing and difficult part. Most difficult if she didn't consider how weak her reason for visiting the Avengers was or just how much she resembled a former one of their own--the Scarlet Witch. The resemblance was why she'd chosen to wear blue and keep her hair pulled tightly back, the severity of her look almost enough to make one guess if she was somehow related to the Atlanteans she represented. Ree did kind of look a little like everyone.

Namor himself had given her her reason for visiting the Avengers and it was his endorsement that let her open the door of the car, step out, and instruct her driver to return in an hour unless otherwise called. That she was genuinely a representative of Trident utterly unrelated to Oracle gave her the nerve to ring the bell. Everything else was pure determination. After all there was no reason for her to be intimidated. She was, in a matter of speaking, home.
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[personal profile] lil_hulk 2013-08-14 07:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Jarvis usually answered the door. Except Jarvis was making a massive lunch for a very big, green teen. Jay couldn't hold off on Hulking out much longer and had gone big and green this morning. Unlike the previous greening, Jay was his relatively sedate green self. He answered the door since Jarvis was busy.

"You rang," he said in his deepest, rumbly voice as he opened the door. He squinted down at the woman standing there. She looked familiar somehow.
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[personal profile] lil_hulk 2013-08-14 08:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Jay couldn't quite place how she looked familiar, but she didn't look like a redheaded telepath that could take him down. So, he categorized her as harmless to a Hulk.

"Jarvis is busy making a lunch, but c'mon in." He shuffled his eight-foot frame out of the way from blocking the door. He glanced down at his massive hand holding the tiny doorknob. "I call it the Kermit shade. Mom calls it hereditary."
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[personal profile] lil_hulk 2013-08-14 08:43 pm (UTC)(link)
He arched a dark green eyebrow at the eagerness to get at his lunch. "It is the stuff of legends. Or so Thor has proclaimed. But Jarvis should be making enough to feed a me."

He pointed to himself. More accurately to his belly.

"I could share. If you're friend and not trying to steal his recipe..."

He started to lead her toward the kitchen. "You lost me at stylish and accent."

He did get in trouble for wearing purple shorts with his green skin, after all.
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[personal profile] lil_hulk 2013-08-14 09:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, good. On the not being covert. You can have some." Jay shrugged to himself. If they walked into the kitchen and Jarvis seemed shocked, the big, green teen thought he could handle the problem. Or make a big mess out of the kitchen if he couldn't.

"Hmm. Fashion. Not my thing." It was also hard to be fashionable at eight foot tall and half as wide.

He did squint a bit at the familiarity with the path. "I think people are out doing their thing or hiding from me. Hey, Jarvis, we have a Trident-ially Ree Victors here to see you."
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[personal profile] ngm_adults 2013-08-14 09:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Every bit of counter space in the massive kitchen was covered with hot, steaming food. Jarvis knew whatever young Jay Walters-Wingfoot did not eat himself would be snapped up by Avengers young and old alike.

Jarvis had an apron on and was putting the last tray of pizza pasta up on the last bit of space on the counter. If there was a serene way to blink, Jarvis had mastered it.

"Thank you, Mr. Wingfoot. Your lunch is ready." He untied his apron and took it off before approaching the visitor. "Ms. Victors."
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[personal profile] lil_hulk 2013-08-21 08:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Jay went over the kitchen cabinets and carefully (with his pink out and everything)got a plate out for the visitor. He got a big spoon to put on a small amount (for him) on the plate for the oddly familiar lady. He grabbed one of the trays of pizza pasta for himself and set the loaded plate in its place.

Jay waved a hand at Ree to get her attention and then pointed at the plate for her. Then he went over to the small table to eat. He pulled a chair way out...

... and sat on the floor. He was not getting billed from one of those not reinforced chairs.
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[personal profile] ngm_adults 2013-08-21 09:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Jarvis turned his head ever so slightly. Like he was making sure the massive Hulk teen was not messing up his kitchen. Though he did manage a polite smile.

"It never does stick around once I make it. More so with ravenous teenagers around. Now, what can we do for you today?"
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[personal profile] ngm_adults 2013-09-03 04:06 am (UTC)(link)
"That is very good information to know," Jarvis agreed. "I will make sure all necessary parties know. Please, enjoy the pizza pasta."

He glanced over the young Hulk and young lady seated at or near the table. They seemed comfortable enough. He turned to head out the kitchen to make sure the Avengers proper were notified about the Atlantean celebrations.
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[personal profile] lil_hulk 2013-09-03 04:08 am (UTC)(link)
Jay waited until he swallowed his food. The green teen squinted momentarily at Ree. He vaguely gestured with his utensil.

"You remind me of someone, but I can't think of who." He shrugged and dug back into his food. "You been to the mansion before?"
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[personal profile] lil_hulk 2013-09-15 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
"Not exactly? You're not one of those weird super-fans who makes a 1/8 realistic dioramas and then paints your Barbies green, are you?" He squinted suspiciously. For a moment. Then he shifted slightly so one butt cheek was slightly farther away and thus safe if there was a weird destructo ray coming toward him and his glorious food.

He also tried not to sound too familiar with those people but failed in that department.
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[personal profile] lil_hulk 2013-09-15 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
"They're everywhere," he confided in a stage whisper. He ate another large mouthful of food. He was polite enough to not speak until after he swallowed.

"I've seen realistic-looking Baxter Building models made out of mashed potatoes. I've never figured how the gravy worked in there. I think they carved a lima bean to have Mom sunning on the top of it."
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[personal profile] lil_hulk 2013-09-15 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
He blinked and considered that construction as he chewed some more pizza pasta.

"I'll have to take your word on it," he said slowly. She didn't look the crafty sort. No random glitter or glue anywhere. Crazy eyes. Smell of yarn.

"Pizza pasta hitting the spot?"
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[personal profile] lil_hulk 2013-09-15 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
"So... you've had this before?" Something was still niggling at him. He couldn't place it. He figured one last question and then he'd let someone like Bruce or Marcus worry about it.

He scraped around the tray to get the last bit of pizza pasta on it. He would be needing another tray soon.
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[personal profile] lil_hulk 2013-09-15 04:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Jay was about to pick up his empty tray from the table and go get another one when a conversational bomb exploded on his head. He blinked and carefully settled back down.

"Bzuh?" He shook his head and rubbed his eyes. "Wait a sec."

He blinked again. Yep. She was still there. Nope. This wasn't gamma radiated psychosis. "That... explains how you look familiar yet not."

He took a moment to boggle at Iron Pants Von Doom hooking up with the Scarlet Witch.
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[personal profile] lil_hulk 2013-09-15 05:44 pm (UTC)(link)
He scratched his cheek with his fingers. "No, crazy would be saying you're my daughter. I've had that happen before."

His brow furrowed as he considered the implications. "So, since you didn't come to the door saying you needed Ben Kenobi, the intercepting is supposed to be done on the down low?"
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[personal profile] lil_hulk 2013-09-17 05:42 am (UTC)(link)
"I wouldn't be the craziest thing we've heard. See also: my daughter." Boy, that had not been fun explaining to May. Though that future had been avoided. He thought. He shrugged to himself and got to his feet.

"But best not mention being a kid of Dr. Doom. The last one we had around is not welcome until he gets his ego in check and learns the fundamentals of trying not to kill his teammates through incompetence." Big green had less inhibitions on his mouth than he normally did. He would reveal his mother's secret recipe for chocolate chip charcoal is asked. He did take a step or two to switch out a tray for one heaped with pizza pasta.
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[personal profile] lil_hulk 2013-09-26 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
"Well Doomspawn is from another dimension. Not sure what Dr. Doom was like on whatever world of origin for Vinnie." Which also could explain why Jay was almost X-Men like in his acceptance of 'hey I'm from another dimension.' He settled back down at the table with his heaping tray. He carefully dug in.

"I don't think the bad Doctor has any biological kids in this dimension. Or if he does, I was sleeping during that tidbit of info being passed around."
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[personal profile] lil_hulk 2013-10-12 05:01 pm (UTC)(link)
The heavily pizza pasta laden serving spoon hovered halfway between the tray and Jay's mouth. He blinked a couple times.

"... DoomBunny? With sharp, pointy teeth?"