[OPEN RP POST]

[suddenlydinosaurs]

[Her motives were practical from the start. She and Pietro would join S.H.I.E.L.D. in exchange for safety and potentially the release of political prisoners. Other mutants. In exchange they would work for Director Fury in whatever capacity they were assigned.

They weren't to be trusted right away, however. Both she and Pietro were former terrorists. They had worked under their father, the head of the Brotherhood of Mutants and while perhaps the blood wasn't directly on her hands as it was on Pietro's, they were both culpable for their actions. Wanda understood Fury's attempt to keep them out of sight for the time being. They had much to make up for before he'd risk associating their names with the Avengers.

But they had eventually proven themselves, just as the others had before that, in their unfailing support of the team. She, with her hexes, and Pietro, with his speed, had turned the tides of battle time and again and proven themselves to be heroes, equals of the Avengers and deserving of public recognition as part of the team.

Wanda had always had her pride, as a mutant, as someone who was supposed to be better than mere humans, but it had been a cold thing compared to what she felt as an active member of the Avengers. They were a different kind of people from those she and her brother had worked with before. There was true teamwork there, intent to work toward a greater good rather than personal gain or glory. They put themselves on the line, their lives on the line for it, and Wanda couldn't help but secretly be moved by their dedication to good.]


[OOC: Feel free to pick up a thread anywhere, in headquarters, Avengers tower, pre or post movie, whatever you like. o7]

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[arches]

<sub>( Clint shrugs at her as Wanda walks in. It is a reply to what she's said, a greeting, or something else entirely? She can figure that out.

He likes her, and her brother, more that he's willing to admit. Maybe he's not ready for sleepovers, but he doesn't leave the kitchen when she enters, so that's something. He hopes she appreciates it.

He drains his orange juice and then nods at her again, this time with more of a smile--a small, ironic one, but a smile nonetheless. )</sub>

I hope I didn't wake you.

_{( He doesn't sound like he'd be sorry if that was the case. )}

[suddenlydinosaurs]

[Yes, she does appreciate that he's not one of the people who gets awkwardly silent when she walks into a room, or leaves entirely out of fear or disgust.

What she appreciates more is that despite Pietro's temperament, Clint seems to get along rather well with her brother. Well, as much as can be expected.

Wanda puts the filled kettle on the stove, turns the heat on high, and then leans back against the counter next to the stove, hands braced on the edge.]

No, not at all. I woke myself and it seemed best to simply get up than fight it. Are any of the others awake?

[arches]

Are you kidding? With the pack of divas we've got around here, I'm surprised anyone ever gets up.

_{( Clint has not high opinion of people who were just handed powers and abilities and then decide to be lazy asses because of that. In fact, his early morning regime was born out of defiance of that more than anything else, even if it built off his natural tendencies. )}

[suddenlydinosaurs]

[The comment earns a small smile from Wanda. It hadn't taken long for her to notice that Tony slept whenever he pleased, usually after long nights out doing god knows what, Bruce worked late into the night on projects when he was around, Thor slept as much as any demigod pleased...

Pietro was exempt from the list as far as she was concerned because Wanda was well aware that he slept little and was always restless by everyone's perception.]

Some do appear to enjoy their beauty sleep more than a more disciplined schedule.

[Her tone implied favor toward neither side. She would have liked some more sleep herself but she could handle an early morning if necessary.]

[arches]

Well, what kind of superheroes would we be if we didn't look good?

_{( He laughs at is own joke, even as he rubs the towel over his face and hair. He's not really concerned with how he looks, but hey, he's seen what people are saying on the internet. )}

[suddenlydinosaurs]

[She's seen what they've said, not only about him, but her as well. They're entirely flattering of course, but also rather more intrusive into her private life than she prefers.

To his comment, Wanda chuckles.]

Ones who are still frighteningly effective in protecting the world?

[arches]

I don't know about that.

_{( He speaks frankly, as though he is actually thinking this out when he speaks to her. )}

But then, I've always found that beautiful things can be the most frightening.

[suddenlydinosaurs]

[Wanda raises an eyebrow, and just as she opens her mouth to speak, the kettle at the stove starts to whistle. She turns to take it off the burner and pulls down teabags, a cup and honey down from the cupboard.]

Frightening with their beauty or more frightening from some sort of contrast?

[arches]

Both, maybe?

_{( Because most of the women he works with these days are frighteningly beautiful, but also frighteningly beautiful. It's enough to keep a guy honest, and on his toes. But he can't say he dislikes it. )}

Present company not excepted.

[suddenlydinosaurs]

[A smirk plays over her lips as she squeezes honey into the cup and starts to prepare her tea.]

And yet you've never seemed to be intimidated.

[She would accept the compliment, and even the assessment of being frightening. It wasn't as if she hadn't been an active member of the Brotherhood, or didn't wield some considerable power still for the forces of good.]

[arches]

<sub>( Wow one of those "beautifuls" should have been a "brutal."

Clint inclines his head, smirking. )</sub>

Well, since we're on the same side, I feel like I'm pretty safe, for now.

[suddenlydinosaurs]

[Wanda was so beautiful she caused you to accidentally the tag. Clearly.

Wanda laughs quietly. For now, hm?]

True, but that wouldn't be enough for some people.

[arches]

Well, I'm not one to complain about being surrounded by beautiful women.

[suddenlydinosaurs]

Well you're less foolish than other men.

[arches]

Aww, you flatter me. _{( He just. Takes a sip of his orange juice. )}

Now say you like me better than Cap and you'll make my day.

[suddenlydinosaurs]

Are you asking me to play favorites, Clint?

[Amused, she mocks a shocked reaction.]

That might cost you.

[arches]

Well, name the price.

...he looks like he's looking at her chest in that picture.

[suddenlydinosaurs]

[That's a risky thing to say, Clint.

The look she gives him is mischievous.]

Breakfast. Cooked or treated.

i'm pretty sure that's exactly what's going down

[arches]

_{( Clint grins, at that, and heads for the cupboard. Before Wanda can blink, he'll have ingredients out on the counter, for omelets and pancakes and whatever else he can get his hands on. )}

That's not such a hard request.

...can't blame him

[suddenlydinosaurs]

[She could have asked for more but this is enough for what he wants. He earns extra points for choosing to cook himself rather than call in for food or have someone else at a restaurant do the breakfast-making.

With her tea prepared, she moves her cup out of the way and leans against the counter to watch and sip at it.]

If you want I can throw hexes at you to dodge while you cook.

[arches]

Well, you could, but I can't guarantee the quality of the meal, in that case.

[suddenlydinosaurs]

You might have a point there. Maybe another time.

[She crosses her arms over her chest and drinks from her cup.]

What's on the menu?

[arches]

Well, that depends. What're you in the mood for--sweet or savory?

[suddenlydinosaurs]

Mm, savory I think.

[Her tea is sweet enough.]

[arches]

Omelets it is, then. _{( And he begins a strange hodge-podge of motions, cracking eggs and chopping ingredients. )}