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Independent roleplay blog for a Marvel OC. Can adapt to any Marvel Universe or other fandom.

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winterxsoldierxbarnes:

"I don’t have to. Back in the war…I fought along side a kid I grew up with against impossible odds. I watched him go from Steve Rogers the scrawny brat into Captain America. He taught me then that you don’t fight because it’s convenient. You fight because it’s the right thing to do. Protecting you is the right thing to do."

Alex was too confused to ask for explanations of the things he said. If he’d grown up with Captain America, he must have somehow been frozen too. But she didn’t care. “But, you- you don’t understand,” she mumbled, trying, and failing, to get to her feet so she could sit on the couch. “You d- don’t know who’s after me, what he’ll do to me, and I c- can’t tell you, I can’t, he’ll hu- hurt me if I tell…”

The thing that looked like Sarah stared unblinkingly at Alex and Norman. It sat quietly, cross-legged on Norman's desk, hands clasped. "I think you should let go of Alex now, Osborne." She said. It was almost Sarah's voice, except the pitch was off. Just like everything else about her. (Sorry I suddenly had Angel!Sarah muse)
alex-andxrson alex-andxrson Said:

thedemonhunterscousin:

alex-andxrson:

thedemonhunterscousin

Norman Osborn looked over at the woman sat on his desk. He narrowed his eyes at her, his grip on the snivelling girl’s throat tightening. “And give me one good reason why I should do that?” he snarled, lifting Alex up to his eye level so that her feet were dangling above the floor.

"Harry…" The blue in Sarah’s eyes faded to their regular colour, her voice back to her natural pitch. "Harry, Alex, it’s me, it’s Sarah. Sadriel’s given me control, but I don’t know for how long. So I need you to listen very carefully, alright?" She looked at Alex, gently pushing some of the hair from her face. "Does it hurt less now?" she asked quietly, knowing Sadriel’s last act had been to heal Alex.

As she heard Sarah’s real voice again, Alex looked up slightly. She still clung tightly to Harry, and peered up at Sarah. “… Y- Yes,” she whispered, the word muffled against Harry’s shirt.

Harry softly ran one hand through Alex’s hair, stroking it gently to comfort her. He looked at Sarah. “We need to know why Alex is important. If I don’t know, I won’t know how best to protect her.”

winterxsoldierxbarnes:

He gave her hand a reassuring squeeze. “No. I’m one of the good guys.” For once. For once he could help instead of hurt. It would be what Steve would want of him.

"But… But wh- why?" she asked timidly, still gripping his hand, even if she didn’t move otherwise. "I m- mean, you don’t even know m- my name. You d- don’t know what you’re pr- protecting me from, wh- what you’re up against."

"By your side till you heal..."
alex-andxrson alex-andxrson Said:

iwascapsrighthandman:

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iwascapsrighthandman:

iwascapsrighthandman:

Bucky woke up, eyes barely even open. When he saw the medical supplies he sat up quickly with clenched fists and regretted it. A small wince appeared on his face and he laid back down, only now noticing Alex. “A-alex? what happened?”

Bucky nodded as he moved the brick to reveal the old key

Alex sighed in relief, still staying close to Bucky. “Thank God…”

He held her hands as unlocked the door

Giving Bucky’s hand a slight squeeze, Alex peered around the door as it opened, anxious to see where they would be living.

The thing that looked like Sarah stared unblinkingly at Alex and Norman. It sat quietly, cross-legged on Norman's desk, hands clasped. "I think you should let go of Alex now, Osborne." She said. It was almost Sarah's voice, except the pitch was off. Just like everything else about her. (Sorry I suddenly had Angel!Sarah muse)
alex-andxrson alex-andxrson Said:

thedemonhunterscousin:

alex-andxrson:

thedemonhunterscousin

Norman Osborn looked over at the woman sat on his desk. He narrowed his eyes at her, his grip on the snivelling girl’s throat tightening. “And give me one good reason why I should do that?” he snarled, lifting Alex up to his eye level so that her feet were dangling above the floor.

"I am afraid I don’t know." Sadriel said quietly. "My father is cryptic. He did not give his reasons as to why you two are important, only that you were - and that you were to be protected."

She’s in pain idiot, help her! Sarah’s voice rang through it’s head. It blinked. “Of course, I’m sorry,” Sadriel apologized, standing up and walking over to the pair, brushing it’s hand over Alex’s forehead to heal her wounds.

"If this is some freaking angel shit, or whatever," Harry replied, not even trying to keep the bitterness out of his voice, "We can’t be important. We’re just freaking kids." He held Alex tighter as Sabriel approached, not wanting her to hurt or frighten Alex any more. "Hey, wait, what the hell are you doing?"

"By your side till you heal..."
alex-andxrson alex-andxrson Said:

iwascapsrighthandman:

iwascapsrighthandman:

Bucky woke up, eyes barely even open. When he saw the medical supplies he sat up quickly with clenched fists and regretted it. A small wince appeared on his face and he laid back down, only now noticing Alex. “A-alex? what happened?”

Bucky nodded as he moved the brick to reveal the old key

Alex sighed in relief, still staying close to Bucky. “Thank God…”

winterxsoldierxbarnes:

Bucky walked over to her and knelt down in front of her. He offered Alex his real hand. “Hey. I’m not going to let him hurt you. I am Sgt. James Buchanan Barnes of the United States Army. I’m a sniper and a damn good one. Im not going to let anyone in to hurt you.”

Alex was quiet for a while, still curled up on the carpet. But, eventually, she began to uncurl, to relax slightly. She lifted her head, and blinked up him. There were still clear tear trails on her cheeks. “Y- You’re not working with him?” she whispered. “You w- won’t let him h- hurt me?” Slowly, cautiously, she reached out to take his hand.

winterxsoldierxbarnes:

"I’ve no idea what you’re talking about." He said shortly and went to inspect her window. Bucky set up his rifle on the window ledge, far away from her and checked the sights. "Gonna need a better window."

Having fallen to the floor when she’d tripped, Alex curled into a defensive ball, her arms covering her head, her body shaking with fear and sobs. “P- Please, no… Don’t let him h- ha- have me… I c- can’t, I can’t do what he wants me t- to…”