Robert Reynolds
@brightguardian.bsky.social
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brightguardian.bsky.social
❝ ʀɪɢʜᴛᴇᴏᴜꜱɴᴇꜱꜱ 𝓦ɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ 𝓟ᴏᴡᴇʀ ɪꜱ 𝓙ᴜꜱᴛ ᴀɴ ᴏᴘɪɴɪᴏɴ. ❞

𓆰 ☼ 𓆪
brightguardian.bsky.social
there were a dozen other things he could say. things that would make her rethink standing this close to him. but she didn’t need to know all that. Not after the wallet incident. And honestly, it always sounded like bragging… or threatening.

he gave a small, boyish nod.

“Yeah... I can fly.”
sorrowofhunt.bsky.social
She didn't expect that. She raised her eyebrows in surprise and looked at Bob curiously. She stared at his face for a few seconds.

“Fly? Just 'fly'?”
brightguardian.bsky.social
“Uh… power?”

Bob blinked, caught off guard by the question.

“Yeah, I… have some. Sort of. Well… I can, uh… you know--”

He made a vague upward gesture with his hand.

“Fly.”
brightguardian.bsky.social
The realization hit him that he didn’t know the first thing about gardening.

Sure, he’d mowed lawns as a teenager... Old Mrs. Beck’s yard every Sunday for a lemonade. But that was it.

“...so… what exactly do we do first?"
toxiclips.bsky.social
ivy nodded, leading him to the back space of her greenhouse. showing an empty growing box she had built and plant seeds.
brightguardian.bsky.social
"Great! Just point me the direction."
brightguardian.bsky.social
I guess... but it doesn’t have any knobs. this thing’s got… buttons.
brightguardian.bsky.social
“Uh… power?”

Bob blinked, caught off guard by the question.

“Yeah, I… have some. Sort of. Well… I can, uh… you know--”

He made a vague upward gesture with his hand.

“Fly.”
sorrowofhunt.bsky.social
“Sentry...”

She mumbled his name; she couldn't remember if she had heard it before. Perhaps in news reports; perhaps on a page sharing Avengers news. She licked her lips as she kept her eyes on him.

“So, what is your power? Are you here to spread good in the world?”
brightguardian.bsky.social
“Well, uh-- I mean… Ant-Man can control ants, so I thought maybe you can… you know... ”

He trailed off mid-sentence, wincing as the words came out. Yeah, that sounded way dumber out loud. So he decided to stop there.

“... The Sentry. That's what they call me. ”
brightguardian.bsky.social
"Great! Just point me the direction."
toxiclips.bsky.social
“ i’d actually love that! ”
brightguardian.bsky.social
"Oh... That sounds great. Do you need any help in your garden? "
brightguardian.bsky.social
letting her guide his head, like it was a natural thing. Some old instinct left over from the sterile years in Project Sentry’s labs. It kept him still whenever someone inspected him. Compliance, habit, whatever it was, it hadn’t left him.

“I…I’d like to think I have some friends.”
whoismaneater.bsky.social
“Really?” She looked at him in surprise. The red-haired woman reached out, cupping his face and turning it gently from side to side.

“You look like a good boy—I mean, a good person. You must have a lot of friends.”
brightguardian.bsky.social
That didn't sound right... She seemed so effortlessly social, confident. How could someone like her not have friends? He scratched the back of his neck, searching for the right words.

“Uh … I’m sorry to hear that. I mean… I wouldn’t say I’m exactly great with friends either. "
brightguardian.bsky.social
“Well, uh-- I mean… Ant-Man can control ants, so I thought maybe you can… you know... ”

He trailed off mid-sentence, wincing as the words came out. Yeah, that sounded way dumber out loud. So he decided to stop there.

“... The Sentry. That's what they call me. ”
sorrowofhunt.bsky.social
"No... Why would I control cats?"

She grimaced. This was... ridiculous. She shook her head and folded her arms across her chest. She turned her eyes to Bob.

"Don't you have a superhero name?"
brightguardian.bsky.social
His eyes lit up, curiosity breaking through the awkward reserve that usually covered his face.

“That’s… that’s a cool name. Can you... Can you control cats? ”
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natasharomanoffbw.bsky.social
❝ 𝐀𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭, 𝐰𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 ❞

♡ + ⇄
brightguardian.bsky.social
His eyes lit up, curiosity breaking through the awkward reserve that usually covered his face.

“That’s… that’s a cool name. Can you... Can you control cats? ”
sorrowofhunt.bsky.social
Another chuckle escaped her lips, and she nodded her head in agreement.

“Yes, honey, I like them too. That’s why I go by 'Black Cat'.”
brightguardian.bsky.social
Blinking slowly as he processed her words. It took him a few seconds longer than most people might to decipher if it was an insult or not.

“... I love kittens.”
brightguardian.bsky.social
Blinking slowly as he processed her words. It took him a few seconds longer than most people might to decipher if it was an insult or not.

“... I love kittens.”
sorrowofhunt.bsky.social
“I'm sorry, but... You look more like their little kittens.”

She grimaced; she didn't mean to hurt his feelings, but she wasn't going to be kind either. She licked her lips as she looked at the building shining magnificently ahead.
brightguardian.bsky.social
Steve Rogers, the one person everyone seemed to measure heroism by. He would love to meet him of course.

To his luck, life decided to throw John Walker on his way. That had been enough “Captain America” for a lifetime.

“I’m... not sure. I just… try to help them. When I can.”
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illyanarasputinn.bsky.social
❝ 𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚙 𝚖𝚢 𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 ❞

⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀◤ ♡ + ⇄ ◥
brightguardian.bsky.social
That didn't sound right... She seemed so effortlessly social, confident. How could someone like her not have friends? He scratched the back of his neck, searching for the right words.

“Uh … I’m sorry to hear that. I mean… I wouldn’t say I’m exactly great with friends either. "
whoismaneater.bsky.social
“Oh— that’s great that you have a friend.”

“But I don’t have any friends...” she said, sighing and pretending to be sad.
brightguardian.bsky.social
“Uh… thank you. You're too kind.”

His face went a little pink. Unsure what to do with the compliment.

“Yeah, actually. It’s… uh… me and my friend’s turn to pick up some groceries.”

Shifting again, eyes darting around as if he expected Walker to materialize.

“..He’s probably ditched me again."
brightguardian.bsky.social
“Uh… thank you. You're too kind.”

His face went a little pink. Unsure what to do with the compliment.

“Yeah, actually. It’s… uh… me and my friend’s turn to pick up some groceries.”

Shifting again, eyes darting around as if he expected Walker to materialize.

“..He’s probably ditched me again."
whoismaneater.bsky.social
“Nice to meet you, Bob. Such a cute name for its owner.”

Caelina flirted a little in her own way. She was trying not to pounce on him… not just yet.

“Are you waiting for someone?”
brightguardian.bsky.social
He blinked, caught off guard by the directness of her gaze. He opened his mouth, then closed it again. Words felt clumsy as always.

“ I—I’m Bob... Uh... Pleased to meet you. ”
brightguardian.bsky.social
"Oh... That sounds great. Do you need any help in your garden? "
toxiclips.bsky.social
a warm smile as she nodded.

“ oh, yes. my marigolds are blooming so i’m very happy. ”
brightguardian.bsky.social
He glances at her with stilted movements of his neck.

"Y-yes... you?"
brightguardian.bsky.social
Steve Rogers, the one person everyone seemed to measure heroism by. He would love to meet him of course.

To his luck, life decided to throw John Walker on his way. That had been enough “Captain America” for a lifetime.

“I’m... not sure. I just… try to help them. When I can.”
sorrowofhunt.bsky.social
“I’m a thief, not an Avenger. If you want someone with morals, find Steve Rogers.”

She shrugged, which was quite normal for her. After keeping her eyes on the man, she looked at the building ahead. That building reminded her of Peter.+
brightguardian.bsky.social
“No… not exactly. More like… a temp. Sort of an on-call… thing. Definitely not the full-time hero type.”

He couldn’t process the fact that his own wallet was literally in her hand. He even reached to his own pocket to double check. To make sure it wasn’t also there... and, of course, it wasn’t. +
brightguardian.bsky.social
He glances at her with stilted movements of his neck.

"Y-yes... you?"
toxiclips.bsky.social
her head tilted a bit.

“ you alright? ”
brightguardian.bsky.social
He sheepishly glances around. Rocks forward and backward on his feet.
brightguardian.bsky.social
He blinked, caught off guard by the directness of her gaze. He opened his mouth, then closed it again. Words felt clumsy as always.

“ I—I’m Bob... Uh... Pleased to meet you. ”
whoismaneater.bsky.social
Her emerald green eyes locked onto his as she leaned in closer, as if trying to see something deep within him.

“I’ve never seen you before… What’s your name?”

“I’m Caelina.”
brightguardian.bsky.social
He turned, startled, to see a woman smiling down at him, as if she had just materialized from the air itself. His voice came out small, almost apologetic.

“Uh… hi.”
brightguardian.bsky.social
+With a quick step forward, he plucked the wallet back from her fingers.Clearly annoyed. Also at a total loss for words.

“I… I never said I was a hero, for one thing. And you just stole my wallet? That’s not… something you do to someone--who've literally just met you. ”
brightguardian.bsky.social
“No… not exactly. More like… a temp. Sort of an on-call… thing. Definitely not the full-time hero type.”

He couldn’t process the fact that his own wallet was literally in her hand. He even reached to his own pocket to double check. To make sure it wasn’t also there... and, of course, it wasn’t. +
sorrowofhunt.bsky.social
“Are you an Avenger?”

A small chuckle escaped her lips. She didn’t believe her luck, of course. She scanned Bob with her eyes and licked her lips.

“All right, Bob. Here’s some advice.”

As she pulled out his wallet, she handed it to him.+
brightguardian.bsky.social
“I… I’m not really famous. Not like that. people just... see me sometimes. Maybe in the news... I’d rather not be recognized, actually.”

He gave a vague gesture toward the skyline, toward the new Avengers Tower.

“I live around there. I guess you can call it a club.”