"How do you feel staying here all the time?"

missions. Your previous attempts and failures. And when you've done that, tell yourself if there is improvement. Life isn't steady, so you don't have to pretend it is."

"Experience will show you how ready you are." He looked down for a moment, thinking. He understand what she was saying very well. There were countless times he felt the same way.

"When I was younger...my teacher taught me how to measure myself. Look at your past experiences, examine your past ++

"Ah~" he was surprised to say the least. "I wouldn't know.."

He closed his eyes, trying to restrain himself from something thst screamed at him to keep pushing even more. "Tigra-" he whispered, unsure what to say.

@illyanarasputinn.bsky.social

"You're really starting to scare me like this, 'Yana."

"It wasn't right. I got him out of there but got pretty banged up in the process. Didn't want to use my powers and I-" he had to be better. He was better. "I was careless, I suppose."

"Good." He groaned, trying to readjust himself. He didn't want to talk about it, but also knew there was no point in avoiding it.

"Was just walking down the street. Saw these guys...trying to kidnap this little boy. This little boy with big yellow eyes and scales." He kept his eyes closed, resting.

"Nothing much to talk abo-" he whined, muscles contracting as he felt the needle pierce his skin.

"To talk about." He finished his sentence. "Sorry. Keep going. I don't want to distract you."

He took off his visor, eyes closed. He needed them to rest. He raised his hand in front of them. Tight.

"I get that." He leaned in for a moment, unsure if he even should have. "We are...okay. as good as you can be when you live every day on the edge. But I don't have to explain that to you, do I?"

He gazed for a moment, through ruby lenses. "Can I do anything?"

He sat down, crossing his arms. He understood the assignment.

"Okay." He began, lowering his guard and leaning in closer. "Tell me everything. Nothing leaves this room."

" yeah, yeah." Hd confirmed immediately, sitting down, body stretched and resting. No stiffness in his muscles or contractions, just laying down entirely.

"Cut on my side." He instructed, pointing to what looked like a sword slash.

"Everyone's fine. Just me."

He caught himself right afterm "I-" he covered his mouth. "Sorry, I meant-"

There wss little time for him to speak before dhe got closer. Real close. His heart beat faster, his face turned red.

Instinctively, Scott's arm wrapped around her waist.

@uncannyspiderman.bsky.social

"That suit look ridiculous." He lied, he did actually appreciate it. The texture, the way the symbol popped out and extenuating Kurt's silhouette. It was good craftsmanship. But it wasn't Kurt. At least not in Scott's eyes.

"When are you going back to classic?"

"I hear that." He nodded, approving the sentiment. He knew the weight of abilities, of knowledge and gifts. He knew they could be used for evil, but also to prevent hardship.

"Then let's both do our best to ensure a better future for those who come after us."

@madisonstark.bsky.social

He handed her a mug with hot coffee and creamer. Since she'd stopped by the mansion, he might as well show some hospitality.

"Doing okay?"