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“I wonder why that is. … How are you, Vision?”
“Hᴏᴡ... ᴀᴍ I...? Wᴇʟʟ,” his brow line furrows slightly as he ponders over the question as if it were the most difficult one he’d ever been asked. “I sᴜᴘᴘᴏsᴇ I ᴀᴍ ᴡᴇʟʟ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ. Aɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟғ?”
“This conflict, ‘tis mortal against mortal– My purpose is to ensure the balance of life of this realm is not in danger of beings beyond it… My involvement has been such since my arrival here… But this, I cannot meddle in.”
“Wʜɪʟᴇ I ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴅɪsᴀɢʀᴇᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ... ᴇɴsᴜʀɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀʟᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴍᴇᴀɴs ᴘʀᴇᴠᴇɴᴛɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴡᴀʀ ᴏғ ᴛʜɪs sɪᴢᴇ ғʀᴏᴍ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴏᴜᴛ. Wʜɪʟᴇ I ᴅᴏ sᴜsᴘᴇᴄᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ Dʀ. Bᴀɴɴᴇʀ ᴡɪʟʟ sᴜʀʀᴇɴᴅᴇʀ ʜɪᴍsᴇʟғ ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴛᴜʀɴ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀsᴛ, I ᴄᴀɴɴᴏᴛ sᴀʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ Mʀ. Sᴛᴀʀᴋ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴀʟʟᴏᴡ ғᴏʀ ʜɪᴍ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ᴘᴇᴀᴄᴇғᴜʟʟʏ.”
“Ah– Indeed, I have been informed of this. Queen Sif had spoken to the Wakandan prince. These matters are of mortals, yet I fear what could be in store for Asgardia.”
“Wʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴs ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇʀᴏᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴠɪʟʟᴀɪɴs ᴏғ ᴛʜɪs ʀᴇᴀʟᴍ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴀғғᴇᴄᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇs ʙᴇʏᴏɴᴅ ɪᴛ. Tʜᴇʏ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀʟɪɢɴᴇᴅ ɴᴏᴡ... ᴛʜᴜs ᴀ ᴅᴏᴍɪɴᴏ ᴀғғᴇᴄᴛ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ɪᴍᴍɪɴᴇɴᴛ ɪғ ᴀ ᴡᴀʀ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ.”
“How do you mean, friend?”
“Hᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴏᴛ ʜᴇᴀʀᴅ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀs ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴᴇᴅ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ Dʀ. Bᴀɴɴᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ᴏғ Wᴀᴋᴀɴᴅᴀ﹖”
“I ᴄᴀɴɴᴏᴛ sᴀʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴇɴᴛɪʀᴇʟʏ ᴜɴᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ...”
Even that option has it’s limits. It’s fragile.
Not as fragile as some would assume...
Flattery gets my foot in the door.
And then what will you do?
Well, technically correct is good enough for me, really. {Peter sticks out a hand, initial wariness apparently all but gone} Star-lord, Guardian of the Galaxy at your service, bro. You can call me Peter, if you want.
It’s nice to finally make your acquaintance. [He accepts Peter’s offer and shakes his hand] I’ve heard a great many things.
Not one of us can do it w i t h o u t t h e o t h e r s .
Remains to be seen. You are a hard bunch to get rid of.
For some, it is the only option. A place to belong in an otherwise unwelcoming world.
Or have I spoken too soon...?
You think I aim to manipulate? I am just… making everyone h a p p y.
Deceit brings happiness to no one. I believe your intentions to be pure, but I do not think that flattery is necessary to gain true friendship.
I see that you have found your way back.
Heh… I don’t know what you are talking about.
If your intention is to manipulate, you may want to try to be a bit more... discreet.
She thought she would be happier with their victory. On some level she is, but Wanda is still the outsider looking in. So she keeps her distance and her walls particularly high. Until she sees the Vision. Somehow, he manages to see her despite the wall, looking at her like he’s looking into her soul. "—Destruction I caused. Sokovia fell because of me.“ If only she had stayed by her post… You would not have come for me, and I would have died. But these stay thoughts as she sips her drink, too macabre for celebration.
Vision’s expression changes, worry and confusion slowly seeping into his features. At first, he isn’t sure what to make of her words. He thinks on them silently before the realization takes hold and he steps forward. “You... blame yourself for what happened...?” He’s not sure why, but he finds this difficult to understand. “You are not solely responsible for what took place. Many individuals played part in the events leading up to the battle of Sokovia. You were never able to read Ultron as I did. His will was set. He would have found a way to see his dreams become reality with or without you. And had you not been there... the outcome could have proved far more d e v a s t a t i n g.”
