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WHAT what you want
WHERE where you want
WHEN Day ""135""

[The rain has cleared, but it appears to have left some people with a case of the sniffles! The magic sniffles. Even if you've never been sick a day in your life, you might not find yourself immune. Then again, maybe you have a terrible immune system and you're fine. I'm not the magic sniffles police.

Symptoms May Include:

- runny nose
- sore throat
- fever
- thinking you're going to cough or sneeze but actually what comes out is A BURST OF THE TRUTH
- waking up in someone else's bed
- joint aches

At least the sketchy pop-up pharmacy at the mall has a special on tissues and nyquil?]

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You know, I would be a lot more inclined to do something about it without the threat.

It's not a threat. It's just how it is. But, cool, won't warn you anymore.

The warning would only be necessary if I weren't already extremely aware of the situation.

Are you, though? Because I think he's missing you with more details than just break-ins, princess. —I don't wanna fight with him. For now, I'm done throwing down.

...

What else do I need to chide him about?

Like I said, starting shit.

Humor me with specifics.

Pulling me aside for a fight, tazing me—[giving her a big Look for that]— Kissing me, fucking twice.

[puts her hands up like "yeah ok fair" at that look, although she doesn't look remotely contrite.]

You're right, I didn't know about that first one.

[making a face when she doesn't include the third one in there]

. . . You two talk about me too damn much. Don't y'all have something else to do. Especially you, tinker tech.

[haha!]

What, you think I can't multitask?

[sniffling, rubbing his nose with the back of his hand]

Multitask getting this dust shit worked out and how to wreck the star-crossing colossus dude. Not gossip about me.

Believe me, I would love for T'Challa to be less fixated on you.

[oh my god, that word]

So, what? I'm stuck with this? Aw, hell naw.

I'll talk to him about the kissing and mugging and break-ins, but he's definitely not going to just ignore you forever.

Why can't this man catch the message? Aaagh!

[the cry was more frustration but he inhales immediately, ready to sneeze and—]

Besides, I like you better!

[instantly low grumbling]

...would you like me to ignore that...

[growling]

Yes!

Okay, okay. It's not like it's a high bar anyway.

What were we talking about?

[grunting, annoyed still]

Not your brother.

So, how to wrest all the powers of creation from a big purple alien, then?

Yeah, that. You should be running how to get all that done.

Working on it.

And? You getting anywhere?

We need a way out and a way to find Thanos before a coordinated effort comes into play, so those are my first projects. Finding Thanos might be the easier part! I don't have anything concrete yet, but we're hardly out of options.