SapphireDaemon

“Groan.”  Creak, clunk!  Tony Stark rolled over onto his back after they had stopped moving. He heard some rustled movement near by, “Ms. Potts?” he called out weakly. “I'm here, Mr. Stark,” she called out quietly, “But I don't know where 'here' is.” It was dark and a light drizzle had begun to fall on them.  Some where to their left a faint light buzzed and glowed.  Where there was light there had to be . . . something. Pepper slowly made her way to Tony who didn't seem much inclined to movement. “Jarvis?” he asked in a strained voice. “Yes, sir?” the system asked

Lance Corporal Levi managed to settle the dispute between Mr. Warden and Commander Erwin.  It seemed to Reiner that Warden had acquiesced, accepting what had originally been agreed upon.  Especially after Corporal Levi refused to fight on the grounds of being forbidden to do so by Erwin. Reiner was feeling a great deal of confusion as the match came closer.  He wanted to show off how good he was, but was sorely aware he was likely to be having his funeral after the match ended.  As he watched 'her', knowing he didn't want to hurt her, a warm feeling spread through his chest.  It was strangely comforting, calming him down.  But Corporal Levi

K eventually retrieved the abandoned laundry while Bucky quietly moped on the couch feeling like a heel.  He couldn't get back into the book he was reading, he was feeling so bad about everything that had happened so far. K entered the apartment with the towels as he paced from one end of the living room to the other behind the couch. “You're going to wear a hole in the carpet if you keep that up,” she told him. He stopped, head down.  He couldn't keep the self deprecating thoughts out of his head.  He'd already spent a great deal of time as a homeless person debasing himself for what he believed he'd let Hydra do to him.  Now

K woke suddenly.  Something had dragged her from sleep and she couldn't help, but feel a deep foreboding presence.  A noise came from the other side of her bedroom door.  She slipped towards it, listening.  A couple heavy thuds and low deep curses in a foreign language.  It was still the middle of the night and she was leery of turning on lights.  As quietly as she could she unlocked the door and slid down the short hall. Waiting for her eyes to adjust she watched Bucky's dark form thrash about as he tried to un-entagle himself from the blankets.  He had fallen to the floor, striking the coffee table repeatedly as he fought.  Again she heard

Bucky – Post Winter Soldier/Pre Civil War She walked through the park on her way home from work that evening, not worrying about the kind of people that were there at that hour.  She knew she should worry, but she didn't.  Her boss and coworkers didn't' like the idea of her walking home in the dark hours without protection, but it was something she had chosen and come to terms with months earlier. The fall weather was turning cold, frost promising to appear at any moment.  She wasn't bundled against the cold the way she should have been, but she didn't mind the briskness in the air.  She watched the handful of people in the park as sh

K spoke to Hanji who agreed her idea was a great one.  Just after lunch, when a particular short, raven haired man made his way to his office, Cadet Shentere followed on her crutches.  “Cadet Shentere, here on professional business of a personal nature, sir.” Levi raised an eyebrow at her response.  Did she talk that way to him on purpose or did she talk like that to everyone?  “Enter.”  Contemplating her situation he added, “Have a seat.” She again found him filing and his desk was an indication of his current status on the war against paperwork.  There were stacks all over it, barely giving him enough r

K woke suddenly.  Something had dragged her from sleep and she couldn't help, but feel a deep foreboding presence.  A noise came from the other side of her bedroom door.  She slipped towards the door, listening.  A couple heavy thuds and low deep curses in a foreign language.  It was still the middle of the night and she was leery of turning on lights.  As quietly as she could she unlocked the door and slid down the short hall. Waiting for her eyes to adjust she watched Bucky's dark form thrash about as he tried to un-entagle himself from the blankets.  He had fallen to the floor, striking the coffee table repeatedly as he fought.  Again she

The tension was mounting every second as the last two matches came closer.  Reiner and Annie stayed close to the edge of the arena certain they would be the last two soldiers called to pair up with Dax's students.  Bertholdt came to stand by his friends.  Though he was quiet and shy he was a great balance to the two more aggressive soldiers.  His presence could calm them down simply by being near them. They talked idlely between themselves waiting for the next match to be called.  At this point Ymir made her way up to their side feeling a bit groggy from the KO, but managing just fine all things considered.  She spouted a colorful stream of