thexhook:
iamthefirechild:
n0x0ne:
“Oh,” He rolled his eyes, but forced a short smile on his lips in that same second. “I know, she’s quite beautiful.”
Summer’s mouth twisted. The same. Always the same, always people complained of being read the most when they were most transparent. She pressed her lips together briefly, then said, “I was looking for a ship. And a ship’s captain.”
“And for what exactly you need a ship, my ship?” it seemed like the mysterious woman was testing the captain’s patience. A foolish thing to do, because Killian didn’t have his best days anyway.
“I’m looking for someone to take me to Avalon.” Let him figure out from there why it was /his/ ship. He didn’t look stupid; it shouldn’t be hard. And maybe the fact that she was looking for him, for his ship, would smooth some of those prickles.
theengineer-fitz:
iamthefirechild:
theengineer-fitz:
Fitz froze on the path before his first step, frowning. “Ah…” he circled around one way awkwardly and then back the other. Finally he wound up kneeling down on the middle step and nudging her once. “Ahm, S-Summer? Hey, ah…you’re blocking my door.”
She frowned and stretched a little, blinking up at him. “Fitz … ? I was waiting for you … “
“Ah, yeah…yeah, I can see tha’…” he extended a hand in an offer to help her up. “Why exactly are you doing tha’?”
Uncurling a little more, she showed him the jumbled pieces of a little robot in her lap. “Can you fix him?”
magicisinmyblood-deactivated201:
“Kiss?” Mordred’s eyes widened, while heat was flaming in his face, “Forgive me, my lady, but we barely know each other. Why would you want me to kiss you?”
Was it possible that this woman tried to tease him?
Summer huffed. “I’m under an enchantment, I have to ask until someone is willing.”
narcissisttonystark:
Tony could smell it in the air, something interesting was about to happen. Anything would be welcome to break the monotony of the recent days in which he had been too busy to even think about visiting his lab. Tony perched uneasily behind his desk, too restless to fully relax. Someone knocked on his closed office door.
“Come in.”
Summer pushed the door open, slipping inside and closing it behind her. “Mr Stark? Do you have a moment? I’d like to talk to you about your company’s website.”
Just another Firechild Sites site