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Post by dakota on May 14, 2019 15:24:18 GMT -5
Felicia was far from happy with the intrusion. " Hello Peter, MJ. Steve, I never would have guessed we know some of the same people."
"It's a small city." Mary Jane replied with cold smile.
Peter gulped, and then with a nervous smile, stepped slightly in front of Mary Jane, "Uh hi, Felicia. Didn't realize you were in this neighbourhood now." He rubbed the back of his head.
"Give it a break Parker." Felicia retorted, " you just happen to walk by as Steve and I are about to go up to my apartment?"
"What? No.. I.." Peter stammered
"Give it up Felicia. Peter is nowhere that petty." MJ snapped.
Just as things seemed to be heating up, Steve's cell phone began to ring, but the heavy metal riff screaming from his pocket was not his ringtone. Only one person was brazen enough to hack his phone, and they would likely gloat about later.
"Umm, you have Black Sabbath for your ringtone?" Felicia stopped and looked at him. "I never would have guessed that one."
The display, when he looked, read Tony 911 call
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Post by doc on May 15, 2019 21:53:36 GMT -5
Steve gulped. "Ladies? I'm not sure what this about, but we're all adults, certainly we can be reasonable?" He tried to smile.
This night has not gone well. Is it because I haven't dated in a while? I keep trying to have a private life as Steve Rogers, to have some semblance of a normal life - but maybe that's not possible anymore? Maybe I'm just not built for it? And if not, what kind of life will I live? Will anyone ever see me as anything other than Captain America? Can I live with that? I'm...not sure. All I know is that I don't think this night can get any worse?
Then the phone rang. Steve's shoulders sank and his eyes pinched close.
I had to ask.
"A...friend of mine programmed my phone - he thought it was funny." He picked up the phone and spoke through gritted teeth. "Rogers here. Go."
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Post by dakota on May 18, 2019 22:35:59 GMT -5
"Hey buddy, how's it going?" Replied a familiar voice, distorted slightly from inside his helmet as Steve had heard countless times. There was something else going on in the background, but it wasn't clear what it was. " I tried to reach you at the mansion, but Jarvis said you had the night off and were unreachable, so of course that made me curious. Then I find out Clint has that new bunch of kids of yours scrapping with a bunch of our Atlantean friends, so naturally I had to call..., hang on." There was a muffled sound that might have been an explosion, followed by a grunt from Tony. "Anyways, long story short, I got a message for you from of all people, Frank Castle. He claims you beat him to the punch on a bunch of neo-nazis tonight with help from Magneto. Never one to miss an opportunity, Frank was tracking , crap,"(grunt), "Mags and before he got jumped by what he called a bunch of armoured nazis and he nearly got tagged trying to intervene. He's wants to meet you, if you'll trust him." Again, Tony let out a wheeze as there was another muffled explosion.
As he listened to Tony, Steve could see a very guilty looking Peter trying to separate MJ and Felicia before things got too ugly. As it was, insults were beginning to fly, and neither were being very lady like. Whatever the reason, the two definitely did not like each other, and the look on Peters face made it clear he knew why.
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Post by doc on May 20, 2019 10:51:38 GMT -5
"Go ahead and get a time and place. Call me back when you have that." Steve hung up the phone. He debated turning it off for a moment, but then just put it back in his pocket.
He placed himself between MJ and Felicia. "Ladies, this has already been an unusual evening for everyone, and we shouldn't let ourselves get caught up in all of that? We can all be friends, right?" He tried to flash a smile and looked to Peter. "Peter, my friend, can you do me a favor? I don't have a decent picture with my date to put up on my profile on...actually, now that I think of it, I don't even know what social media I should get on these days - MJ, you're a model, do you have any recommendations?" He handed his phone to Peter, turning on the camera application.
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Post by dakota on May 28, 2019 8:16:58 GMT -5
"Got it. So just who's more impo...," Tony was cut off as Steve hung up.
Felicia scoffed before Peter's eyes went wide as Steve drew him into the thick of things. He took the phone despite the disapproving look from both women. He held the phone up and said, " Smile."
Mary Jane folded her arms in disgust, but kept things civil, "most people have Instagram, Twitter or Facebook , or a combination of them."
"I like Twitter." Felicia butted in.
"Fitting." MJ rebutted.
"Felicia, you are supposed to look like you are enjoying yourself." Peter said, as he tried to get a good angle.
"I was." Felicia said, then made a bold move to turn and kiss Steve.
Peter quickly began snapping pictures.
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Post by doc on May 28, 2019 17:20:14 GMT -5
Steve is surprised by the kiss, but pleased by it and offered no resistance. Well, this is an unexpected reaction! I admit, this is not how I pictured this going.
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Post by dakota on Jun 4, 2019 8:38:30 GMT -5
"You are encouraging her, Peter." Mary Jane scowled, her hands moving to rest fists on her hips.
"I only did what Steve asked." Peter said defensively, offering the phone back to Cap
"Mary Jane, would you give it a rest," Felicia smiled as she pulled back from the kiss. "Move on, like I have."
The jab only infuriated MJ even more, and she began to stomp off. Peter blushed and thumbed over his shoulder, " I .. uh, have a good night." He said before hurrying to catch up.
Steve's phone chimed a text as Felicia turned to him, giggling. "So..., that was fun. You want to come up for a bit?" She asked, a coy look in her eyes.
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Post by doc on Jun 5, 2019 20:14:44 GMT -5
Steve gives a big dopey grin. "That does sound nice, but I just got a call - client wants an early meeting tomorrow. Joys of working freelance - the gig economy and all that. So can I take a raincheck?"
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Post by dakota on Jun 11, 2019 11:27:24 GMT -5
Felicia pouted until Steve offered a rain check. "I'd love to go out with you again, but do you think you could come up with something far less exciting? Killer dinoskeletons and close calls with an ex we can do without. Maybe dinner and a movie instead?" She smiled, folding he hands folded in front of her as if in anticipation.
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Post by doc on Jun 12, 2019 22:17:04 GMT -5
"I'd like that." Steve smiled back. "I hear there's a film festival next weekend - Rob Reiner? I hear his movies are pretty good."
He took a moment to take in a breath and put his hand on her cheek. "I am sorry about calling it off early, but I really did enjoy tonight. I...don't get nearly as much time to be social as I should, but I will make time for you." He leans in and kisses her. "I hope that's alright?"
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Post by dakota on Jun 13, 2019 21:46:18 GMT -5
“That sounds like fun. Reiner has had some good movies.” Felicia replied, before she skipped a breath as he caught her by surprise. “Steve, it’s not your fault. How could you possibly think we would get caught between neonazis to and an obvious mutant? If nothing else, it could be hard to...,” she was cut off as she met his kiss .
Once he pulled away, she nodded, “That’s wonderful. Call me, but I’ll definitely keep my schedule open.” She smiled
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Post by doc on Jun 14, 2019 21:38:36 GMT -5
"You'll hear from me soon." He waited for her to go up to her apartment before he went back to his motorcycle, his communicard at the ready.
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Post by dakota on Jun 17, 2019 21:19:41 GMT -5
When Steve checked his card, there was two unchecked messages from Tony. The first was an address that his communicard identified as Rufus King Park in Queens.
The second was more personal,
“A DATE? SERIOUSLY?”
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Post by doc on Jun 18, 2019 6:14:12 GMT -5
Steve texted back. You've been is similar situations, with multiple women. At the same time. Not all of us have a satellite array to mindwipe the planet if we want to keep a secret identity. I'm on my way.
He drove a distance away before changing into his uniform and proceeding on motorcycle to the park.
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Post by dakota on Jun 24, 2019 15:42:10 GMT -5
The reply came back before Steve could start his bike, as if Tony had anticipated the reply. Yes, but I'm not Mister Squeaky Clean Boy Scout either  When Cap got to the park, it took a few minutes looking around before he saw Frank Castle. At first glance, there was nothing that gave away who he was. To a casual glance, he was just another park visitor seated at a picnic table, except he had secluded himself from everyone else in the area. Were it not for his violent tendencies, it would be rather comical to see him patiently waiting for someone while picking at an ice cream from the vendor down the block. Parked behind him was a battered Harley. He did not look up, but clearly heard Cap approach. |
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