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Talking Makes It Better"Do you want to talk about it?"
"Talking will make it better."
"You know that it doesn't with me."
Tony sighed, getting frustrated. How the hell did Bruce stay so calm? Especially now, after what had been done to him? "Bruce, I know this stuff. I've been there. If you tell me exactly what happened, we can put his ass in jail!"
Bruce shut his eyes tightly, and Tony knew that he just didn't want to relive it. Tony understood. He understood, but didn't approve.
"You've been locked up in here for days, Bruce. You need to tell us what happened, or at least tell Fury! We saw your situation when we ran in there, it was bad! You were shaking and- and twitching, you couldn't stand on your own! But if you want those guys locked up, you have to tell us exactly what happened."
"Why the hell not?" Tony demanded. Bruce was silent. The other man just held his head. "Just...will you at least take a shower, or something? You're filthy!"
Water, just water, up to his waist, making him
The Avengers: Making Him LaughTony walked into the lab. It wasn't a surprise to see Bruce in there, working his butt off.
"This really isn't a good time," the frustration was evident on Bruce's face. Tony considered leaving.
"Please," Bruce almost pleaded and looked at Tony directly in his eyes.
"Fine. I'll come back later... hopefully when you're in a better mood."
Tony left the room without another word coming from Bruce or himself. He decided to skip the kitchen and the 'hanging out' room of the heli-carrier, and instead head to the target range.
Tony grabbed his repulsor arm from a case inside one of the vaults of the ship and headed back upstairs to go test his armor. Tony wasn't very surprised to see Hawkeye also practicing in the room.
"Good evening, Barton," Tony acknowledged the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent.
"Hello," Clint looked at Tony and shot his arrow at the same time, still getting a perfect bullseye. Tony smirked, hooking up his armored a
dead dog julyI.
the summer heat lays limp in the city’s lap,
breathing long oppressive breaths.
it does not even lift its lolling head
to bark out hoarse indignancy
when a strange man brings the mail.
there might be heavy rain today,
brought by some swollen, murmuring cloud.
the world will whirl and howl,
then settle down,
to die a little more.
o, quickly, love,
press your back against the wall in fear
as the universe spreads her arms and
shuts her eyes
and starts to summon the end of all things.
come with me
to the place of windows full of speechless afternoon
hot windy whispers of half-formed solutions and resolutions,
sweltering sunlit meadows we’ll wander and then forget.
o quickly, love,
let’s to the season of forgetting
and unwind all of our harshest memories
and fill the universe’s mouth
with mute cotton.
i’ll whisper these words to you some evening
with all my exigency in the hand i rest on your arm—
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