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  • Captain America's Daughter

    ~~What should the other kids be named? Joshua for the Hulk's son cuz it seams to fit in my mind but I don't know about the others~~



    I waited outside the conference room for my father. When he arrived he gave me a slight smile before I fell into step with him as we entered the room. He walked in as if he was a man on a mission. It could quite possibly be that he was on a mission. One in which I was unaware of. I followed him to our seats. Sat diagonally from me was Hawkeye's son. He smiled and winked at me when my father wasn't looking. Natasha gave him a confused glance and he shrugged but flashed my his pearly whites when she looked away. I smiled back but tired my hardest not to respond to his silly smile with a laugh. I suppressed the girly giggle that made it's way into my throat.


    But not entirely.


    I weird gurgley, hiccupy laugh sound bubbled up from my throat.


    My father looked at me with a bit of a sideways glance. Confusion, concern, and a bit of disappointment filled his eyes. Confusion because he, along with everyone else (my self included), had no idea what sound just came out of my mouth or why. Concern, for my well being. What if it had chocked on something. Disappointment because I couldn't behave myself for even a few minutes. Something I hadn't done in years.


    He placed a hand on my knee. "Are you alright," my father asked me. The disappointment left and was replaced with concern.


    I nodded, "I'm alright."


    "Good," he patted my knee a few times before removing his hand. He leaned into a comfortable Poisson his head rested on his right hand and the other resting on his leg, which was resting on his knee. He looked over at me a sweet smile on his lips. "I'll take you out to dinner tonight, some father - daughter time, how does that sound."


    "You don't have to do that dad, I'm fine. Some time at the gym would be just fine."


    "No, no." my father started. "I insist, it's about time we went out anyway."


    "Okay,dad." I said with a smile.He reached over and grabbed my hand and lifted it to his mouth. He left a soft kiss on the back of my hand.


    "You know I love you, right?"


    I nodded, looking down at my lap and then up at my dad. "I know you love me dad, I know how much you care about my brother and I. And how much you love mom. I know that when you punish me it's for my own good. And I know you're weary of technology and I respect that. It can be dangerous but it's also helpful. I know these things because you're my dad, and I love you." I said with a smile. Never able to look my father in the eye as I spoke.


    He smiled and leaned down to kiss me on the top of the head. He rubbed my back a bit before settling into a comfortable position. By now everyone had gotten settled and the conversation was starting again. I took the chance to look over at the boy with the dimples. He smiled at me and I returned it before turning my attention back to the discussion.

  • Captain America's Daughter


    ~~It does and it doesn't. I was thinking that maybe there could be something going on with Stefan and Hawkeye's son with Caroline and then I was thinking later on Caroline could get captured by the villain or something. I kind of want to see where it goes. I think we just kind of make it up as we go and it just comes together nicely.
    I really hope you decide to join us. I'm always welcome to more players :)


    Oh Btw I was thinking this could be Hawkeye and Black widow's son,let me know if you think he should be different

  • -Mountain Pack- Sign Ups

    Username:
    UrSoMainstream


    Name:Faolán (means little wolf in Gaelic)


    Age: One year and two months


    History: Faolán was born to an outcast of the pack, banish for having pups. What made it worse was that Faolán's mother had not only mated even though she was not in the right to mate, but she had gone to the mountains and mated with a lone wolf. The consequence was banishment and the pups to be deprived of life. Only by Faolán's great will to live his life was spared, only to be given the lowest of ranks in the pack.


    Family:Of loner and outcast origin


    Rank wanted: Omega


    Back up rank:


    Personality: He's determined when he sets his mind to something. He finds it hard to bow down and accept the harsh remarks of others. He knows he wasn't meant to be bullied and he keeps it to himself. He obeys commands even if he knows it would be better not to because he knows what happens when he disobeys. He is strong and brave and has a good aspect on life. He stays positive and doesn't disrespect his superiors. He is valued for that.


    Description: [img width=312 height=510]http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs7…ur_pain_by_pontesrocs.jpg[/img]
    Bright amber eyes that always hold a spark, wether its curiosity, anger or curiosity. His fur is a bright greyish brown and his ears tend to stay in a submissive posture.

    Other:

  • Captain America's Daughter

    ~~Perfect! If you can, get some more people to come roleplay as Thor and the Hulk's children.


    I looked over at Dilan. He had straightened up in his chair a bit now that his sister was back. Though I had seen him give her a few faces before his dad told him to stop. He looked over at me now and I realized I had been staring for quite a while. He flashed me a smile that I returned. He didn't seem to notice that I was staring. If Dilan hadn't hopefully no one else had.


    That hope was short lived though, because seconds later Dilan nodded up. I looked up and over to find my father giving me an agitated glance. He'd certainly bring it up later. For now he just brushed it aside and continue to listen to Mr. Banner as he spoke. I couldn't say I wasn't worried about what my father would say. I pushed the thoughts out of my mind though and continued to listen to Mr. Banner speak.


    Mr. Banner was an intelligent man, I have to give him that, but I was weary of his anger. I had seen the videos. The things he does when he turns into the Hulk. Let's just say I didn't want to be on the receiving end of that wrath. I could just imagine what would happen if he and his son got into a horrible fight. Not a sight I'd want to see.


    Soon enough the meeting was adjured until the fallowing morning. Everyone in the room was to report back to the conference room by 8:15 am. I wasn't sure why everyone had to be back, but I wasn't one to argue. My father and I stood up from our positions. He escorted me out of the stuffy room and into the kitchen where everyone was saying their goodbyes. The ones among the adults were silent. As if they could communicate telepathically. For the rest of the kids, however, it was a different story. They talked much louder. I decided to stay beside my father.


    As the adults started talking my father looked down at me. "Caroline why don't you go talk with the other children, I have a few things to wrap up here and then we can go." I nodded before walking over to the group of teens. Stefan's sister was sitting alone in the corner, tapping away on a tablet. I sat down awkwardly on one of the sofa's, letting my body relax into the soft fibers. I smiled over at Dilan, who returned it with a bigger one. I listened to their conversation, never once did they mention the meeting or question why we all had to be their. Something that was constantly crossing my mind.

  • Captain America's Daughter

    "Sorry, I just have a lot going through my mind," I said kindly, turning my body slightly towards him. He sat beside me with his arm over the back of the couch and his body angled towards mine. I wouldn't have noticed it if this had been a normal conversation on a normal day, but his eyes had held a spark of disappointment when I hadn't spoken. I wondered why.


    He gave me a worried look, one that instigated me to keep talking. "It's just that I don't understand why we all have to be back tomorrow. I thought maybe since they postponed the meeting until tomorrow, they wouldn't be bringing us back. It doesn't add up. Then when I was over with my dad and they started talking he sent me over here." I rambled. "It just doesn't make sense." I looked back up at him. "Sorry, I was rambling wasn't I." I sighed. "I shouldn't have said anything, I'm sorry."


    I slouched back down into the sofa. My mind clouded with thoughts. Of embarrassment, confusion, and worry. I look back over at Dilan to see his expression soften. I smiled up at him.