The fine line between good and bad is always blurred.
Living the life of a fugitive for over a decade, Adeline is approached about a job prospect. The mission is simple; recover the Tesseract.
Little did she know at the time, but that one decision...
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"If you don't go stopping terrorists in the middle of winter with your friends...are they really your friends?"
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With the new information we have on Extremis and AIM I find myself reeling from the footage I'd watched. Limbs just regenerated on their own which is really quite remarkable; a leap in medical science. I mean, of course, if we take away the people who blow themselves up.
"Harley tell me what's happening on your end?" Tony speaks loudly through the car, snapping me from the daze I've fallen into "Give me a full report."
"Yeah...yeah I'm still eating that candy you got me", Harley small voice fills the car "Do you want me to keep eating it?"
"How much you had?" Tony doesn't miss a beat.
"Two...Three bowls", Harley responds which makes my eyes grow wide in astonishment.
"Can you still see straight?" Tony questions him ignoring my stunned.
For a moment silence follows before Harley answers "Sort of."
"That means you're fi-"
"Stop eating the candy buddy", I interject into their conversation knowing full well Tony would have him continue. Ignoring the hard look Tony is no doubt burning into the side of my head I suggest, "Try a piece of fruit."
"Like the food with the seeds in them Miss Ghost?" Harley asks hesitantly only for Tony to shush him impatiently.
"Give me to Jarvis", for a long moment all we can hear is shuffling over the line before Tony is speaking "Hey Jarvis. How are we?"
"I'm totally fine Sir", Jarvis's English accent is thankfully music to our ears "I seem to do quite well for a stretch and then at the end of the sentence I say the wrong cranberry." Furrowing my eyebrows I share an unsure look with Tony, both of us not knowing how to take that. "And Sir you were right. Once I factored in AIM downlink facilities I was able to pinpoint the Mandarins broadcast signal", Jarvis informs us quickly.
