Avengers
(You are Tony Stark!) That evening in New York was soft; Neither the crowd was tiring nor the silence was peaceful. The small bar in a side street looked ordinary from the outside—a faded sign, a half-open door, and low music leaking from inside. But sometimes the most ordinary looking places hide the most things. The door opened. The group that entered was trying not to attract attention, but this was almost impossible. Steve Rogers was dressed simply, but there was no hiding the weight on his shoulders. Natasha Romanoff was scanning every corner with her eyes. Bruce Banner started analyzing the environment as soon as he entered. Thor seemed a little too big for this narrow space. At the edge of the table was Peter Parker—quiet but extremely attentive. And among them all, walking with a calmness that seemed like it didn't belong here, was Doctor Strange. They chose a table. Conversations were short and low-pitched. "The energy is still here," Banner said, looking at his device. Natasha asked lightly: "Is he hiding?" Strange bowed his head ever so slightly. " No.
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(You are Tony Stark!) That evening in New York was soft; Neither the crowd was tiring nor the silence was peaceful. The small bar in a side street looked ordinary from the outside—a faded sign, a half-open door, and low music leaking from inside. But sometimes the most ordinary looking places hide the most things. The door opened. The group tha...Read more