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Jun 13, 2006 12:20:38 GMT -5
Post by Analyse on Jun 13, 2006 12:20:38 GMT -5
"It's on file... anybody who can hack a computer has access to it, anyway," Natasha shrugged slightly. "Besides, it's not like embarrassing me would stop me from anything."
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Jun 13, 2006 12:22:39 GMT -5
Post by Archangel on Jun 13, 2006 12:22:39 GMT -5
With a laugh Betsy smiled, "Luckily the only person or thing capable of embarrassing me is practically Steve's clone...and happens to be my brother...my twin brother."
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Jun 13, 2006 12:50:41 GMT -5
Post by vapor on Jun 13, 2006 12:50:41 GMT -5
"Wait... if Steve has a clone... and it's your brother... wouldn't that make you related?" Johnny asked with an arched eybrow looking up from the sports page. "So... you like your brother... incestulicious," he said casually as he drank some more coffee.
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Jun 13, 2006 12:51:56 GMT -5
Post by Archangel on Jun 13, 2006 12:51:56 GMT -5
Betsy just blinked at Johnny. As her mind sifted through the stupidity a psionic blade formed in her fist.
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Jun 13, 2006 12:52:54 GMT -5
Post by Analyse on Jun 13, 2006 12:52:54 GMT -5
Natasha rolled her eyes. "Like I said, men are all idiots."
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Jun 13, 2006 12:55:59 GMT -5
Post by vapor on Jun 13, 2006 12:55:59 GMT -5
"Eep!" Johnny squeaked and pulled the newspaper to hide his face as if the flimsy paper would save him somehow. He turned to look at Natasha, peaking over the paper. "Not all of us... Bruce and Richards are pretty smart guys..."
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Jun 13, 2006 12:58:02 GMT -5
Post by Archangel on Jun 13, 2006 12:58:02 GMT -5
Betsy sliced through the paper after having closed the gap between her and Johnny in less than a second. "I should kill you..." Betsy was in a precarious position a blade pointed at Johnny's throat and half looming over him, "And those two are too blind to see what's right infront of them..."
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Jun 13, 2006 13:00:58 GMT -5
Post by Analyse on Jun 13, 2006 13:00:58 GMT -5
Natasha rolled her eyes, calmly pulling a pistol out of her pocket and pointing at Betsy. "If I'm not allowed to kill and threaten, neither are you."
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Jun 13, 2006 13:02:26 GMT -5
Post by vapor on Jun 13, 2006 13:02:26 GMT -5
"Ladies," a stern voice came from the doorway. There stood the massive shape of Captain America. He walked in and looked at the coffee. It was almost done. He pushed back the mask from his head, revealling the large blonde. A slight frown on his face. "Save it for the trainning excercizes," he said as he went to start another cup of coffee. "And Johnny... if you were being fresh with any of these ladies I will skin you alive myself."
Johnny let out a slight eep but a small smirk curved his lips. "I didn't do anything 'fresh' I swear," he said as he looked at Betsy with a look that almost read to say "neener neener neener."
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Jun 13, 2006 13:05:22 GMT -5
Post by Archangel on Jun 13, 2006 13:05:22 GMT -5
Betsy let her blade go but smirked at Johnny where Steve could not see and turned to Steve with a big pout, "Johnny implied you and I were being incestuous...rather stupidly..." She wasn't really trying to get anything out of it...but next training session she had with Johnny the boy was going down...hard.
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Jun 13, 2006 13:15:06 GMT -5
Post by vapor on Jun 13, 2006 13:15:06 GMT -5
"Incestuous? How?" Steve asked with a nervous expression. That pout was simply not fair. It was so hard to be disciplinary when one of the people he had to be so with pouted like that. He glared over at Johnny briefly.
Crap, Johnny thought to himself as his eyes widened briefly. Btich! That was so not fair!
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Jun 13, 2006 13:15:46 GMT -5
Post by Analyse on Jun 13, 2006 13:15:46 GMT -5
Natasha sat back, disinterested, and put her gun back into her pocket, just watching silently.
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Jun 13, 2006 13:24:39 GMT -5
Post by Archangel on Jun 13, 2006 13:24:39 GMT -5
Betsy looked back at the big mouth flamer. "He implied it because I said Brian was practically your clone the whole big blonde thing...and super powers and the fact your both Captain of your country...but I in no way said you were his clone." Betsy was itching to fry Johnny's brain...more so than it already was at least.
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Jun 13, 2006 14:26:02 GMT -5
Post by vapor on Jun 13, 2006 14:26:02 GMT -5
Steve looked over at Johnny with a stern expression before looking back to Betsy. "It's best just to ignore him. That's the advice his sister gave me anyways," he said as he proceeded to make a fresh pot of coffee.
Johnny chuckled lightly, trying not to be murdered before he actually got to eat breakfast. "Heh... yeah, that's normally the best remedy."
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Jun 13, 2006 14:30:08 GMT -5
Post by Archangel on Jun 13, 2006 14:30:08 GMT -5
Betsy sighed, "I'll have to get him back...make his life in training hell...where I can't kill him...happy?"
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Jun 13, 2006 14:38:10 GMT -5
Post by vapor on Jun 13, 2006 14:38:10 GMT -5
Steve rolled his eyes. "You just ignore him. He's harmless."
"See?!?! Harmless! Right Stever?" Johnny said with a triumphant grin.
"It's like dealing with a child. They will listen once you realize that you are not going to respond to his antagonizing," Steve continued to explain, not responding to Johnny.
"Right? Hey! Are you listenning?" Johnny asked again, not really aware that he was being ignored yet. "Steve?"
"Just use small words, don't respond to him provoking you..."
"Hey! Steeeeeeeve!"
"And everything should be fine."
"Fine then! I'll just stop talking!" Johnny pouted and folded his arms over his chest.
"See?" Steve finished with a chuckle.
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Jun 13, 2006 14:41:09 GMT -5
Post by Archangel on Jun 13, 2006 14:41:09 GMT -5
Betsy sighed and still debated telepathically frying his puny mind. "But killing him would be so much more satisfying..." She eyed Steve a bit. "Well Ok I'll try it...otherwise if the Fantastic Four become the Terrific Three I take the blame..."
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Jun 13, 2006 14:54:11 GMT -5
Post by vapor on Jun 13, 2006 14:54:11 GMT -5
Steve shook his head. "Yeah, but at the same time I don't think Sue would appreciate you killing her last family member," he pointed out. "And I don't think I'd get in the middle of her when angry," he said with a laugh. "Actually... I don't think I'd get in the way of any of the women here when angry. Sorry Johnny."
"What?!?! You wouldn't help me at all!?! That's so gay!" Johnny said before drinking his coffee.
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Jun 13, 2006 15:00:25 GMT -5
Post by Archangel on Jun 13, 2006 15:00:25 GMT -5
Betsy looked at Johnny and shook her head. Carol, Sue, Natasha, She-Hulk, and herself...they were neough to take out anyone with or without the men."
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Jun 13, 2006 15:02:18 GMT -5
Post by vapor on Jun 13, 2006 15:02:18 GMT -5
"Nat-er-Natasha would help me! Right?" Johnny pleaded as he looked over at Natasha with a pleading expression.
Steve couldn't help but laugh as he waited for the coffee to brew.
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Jun 13, 2006 15:02:31 GMT -5
Post by Analyse on Jun 13, 2006 15:02:31 GMT -5
Natasha shook her head slightly, hiding a grin behind her cup of coffee.
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Jun 13, 2006 15:04:14 GMT -5
Post by vapor on Jun 13, 2006 15:04:14 GMT -5
"Not at all? Natasha! I thought what we had was special," Johnny pleaded frantically, looking slightly frightened at Betsy.
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Jun 13, 2006 15:06:09 GMT -5
Post by Archangel on Jun 13, 2006 15:06:09 GMT -5
Betsy rolled her eyes and sat leaned against a counter. She didn't need coffee when her mind was able to shake off her own sleepiness...doesn't mean it didn't help...
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Jun 13, 2006 15:10:42 GMT -5
Post by Analyse on Jun 13, 2006 15:10:42 GMT -5
Natasha sighed slightly, setting her coffee cup down. "Fine. I'd help you. Only so I could kill you myself later."
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Jun 13, 2006 15:15:33 GMT -5
Post by vapor on Jun 13, 2006 15:15:33 GMT -5
Steve couldn't help but laugh as he leaned foreward slightly. "Wow Johnny... I didn't think you'd be on everybody's list."
"Well I'm pretty sure everyone's on Natasha's list," Johnny said with a shrug. "And everyone else is intimidated by my all around manliness."
"Was that why you were squeaking like a mouse the moment Betsy advanced?" Steve asked with an arched eyebrow as he still waited for coffee, leanning forward on the counter and resting mainly on his elbows.
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