Avengers in Ketterdam

What Business?

Bucky snarled and grabbed his arm, he recalibrated it with one swing. Just as swiftly pulling a knife out and brandishing it at Dirtyhands.

Tony nearly shrieked. WAS HE TRYING TO GET THEM ALL KILLED??

"Answers," Bucky said simply, his voice low and dangerously close to the Winter Soldier's. "I want answers."

Nat kept forward and slowly put a hand on Bucky's shoulder, backing him up. "Now now boys, Let's all be civilized here. Just start with names. Who are you all?"

The sharpshooter shot Dirtyhands a look and rolled his eyes when the latter glared.

"Alright, well I am the wonderful fabulous sharpshooter extraordinaire Jesper Fahey. I also answer to sweetheart, sugar bear, honey, darling, etc. But only that one," he looked at the rich looking boy with a wink."gets to call me at night."

The rich boy was completely crimson in complexion and quickly muttered.

"I'm Wylan. Hendricks. I'm a merchant and you'd be better to know my name for dire times."

The beautiful woman in the chair motioned to her face importantly.

"I am the great saint goddess Nina Zenik and you will address me as her majesty, your highness-"

The man behind her sighed and interrupted her. "Nina darling we talked about this."

She paid him no attention and gave the gathered Avengers a smile.

"And this lump of muscle that's as stupidly sweet as he is tall is Matthias."

Matthias just rolled his eyes and muttered in a language foreign to Tony's ears something he couldn't understand.

(In Fjerdan)
Matthias: I am a skilled druskelle little red bird
Nina: and I am a grish witch you giant oaf

Matthias and Nina continue to mutter at each in the foreign language, Tony would bet money they were insulting each other.

Nearly giving Tony a heart attack, the woman they called the Wraith materialized out of the shadows as if she'd been there the whole time. Though he lost sight of her he had no idea she'd been there, that's how quiet the woman was.

"My name is Captain Ghafa, of the Wraith. You probably saw it in the harbor. If you deal in slaves you'll learn my name quick and well. You may also call me the Wraith if you're truly unlucky. Inej if you are lucky after all."

Dirtyhands didn't speak. Silence swarmed over the group like vultures to a corpse.

Tony finally had enough of this man.

"And you are?" The billionaire insisted.

Dirtyhands paused and wrapped his hands around his cane he'd laid on the desk. Leather gloves stretched on his hands, Tony noticed them finally. What was with his hands then? Burns? Wounds? Embarrassing growths?

"You may call me Dirtyhands."

Tony paused and pretended to catch on.

"Oh!! Are we doing superhero names? Nice, I'm Iron man this is Pigeon," he pointed to an offended Clint.

Dirtyhands simply raised his eyebrow, unamused.

"Tony Stark, if you want to know my name, why don't you go ask around on the streets?"

Tony stood slightly affronted by the man. What did he expect him to just go walking on the streets of a city he didn't know??

Nina threw her hands up annoyed.

"Oh for Saint's sake Kaz quit the edge lord act," she gave an apologetic smile at the gathered Avengers. "Ignore him darlings that's Kaz."

Dirtyhands shot her a cold and murderous glare, Matthias seemed to shoot one right back.

"Careful demjin." Matthias grumbled.

"Try me druskelle." Kaz fired back with a growl.

"ALRIGHT. That's enough. Both of you. Go fight on the streets if you're so eager. Listen, I don't have time for this. Why are you here??" Inej interjected slamming her hands on Kaz's desk. Tony couldn't help but think of how Pepper used to do the same thing when Steve and himself had gotten in mock arguments.

Strange stepped forward again.

"We're looking for a man they call 'the Darkling."

Tony reaaaaalllyyyyy wished they had some sort of dramatic thunderclap or something when Strange said it. Gods it would've been kool, or maybe some ✨dramatic music✨.

A burst of laughter came from Nina. Her enchanting features were lit up with amusement at the statement.

"I'm sorry- I'm sorry it's just," she delved into another laughing fit. "You're looking for the Darkling? Oh saints that's hilarious, really funny there."

She wiped tears out of her eyes as she laughed even harder.

Strange looked at her...well strangely. Tony couldn't help but do the same. What was so funny?

Nina sighed, "I'm sorry Doctor, but it's hard to look for somebody when they're dead."

Strange stopped and pursed his lips confused.

"Excuse me what?"

Nina wiped a tear from her eyes. "Oh, oh sir the Darkling is dead."

Tony did a double take for a second then.

Excuse me what?