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It was as Vision feared. Admirable as her desire was to be of help to those in certain need, therein lay a number of potential complications that the android had calculated within moments of her answering his question. No doubt the seeming social necessity of prompt and weighed responses had...

Vision considered this for a moment. A slight crease formed in his brow. His fingers drummed against the gold stone on his forehead, an idle thing he'd come to do when carefully running over something. It was one thing to tour the city 'neath veils of illusion and disguise, but finding her a...

A small smile tugged at the corners of his mouth when she laughed. "You are right of course," he nodded. "There are more archaeological wonders out there." It somewhat sadly occurred to him that Sokovia might've been preserved as one in the future, rebuilt even, had the destruction not been so...

The Android knew a wide variety of subjects across the spectrum of knowledge, and Pompeii was no different. An archaeological ruin located in the Campania region of southern Italy. The site was ancient and weathered; mounds of history had been buried under a volcanic eruption dating back to 79...

"I did," said Vision, regarding her admittance in earnest. The android tapped the gold mind stone against his forehead, which was undoubtedly hidden beneath the psionic barrier. "Or perhaps, it did. I suspect that the divide between it and my calculations are often muddled. Whatever the case, it...

"Yes, I agree," said Vision, allowing a pleased smile to tug at the corners of his mouth. "I'd imagine hes employing a disguise similar to that of Mister Barnes, though I suppose lying low has also helped matters." Disguise or not, it would not do well for the Captain to roam about in public...

-Chapter Two: Lounging About London It had been a whole week and a half since Vision and Wanda had departed Sokovia and arrived in London, and the city's contrast to the barren, lifeless ruins of the failing nation couldn't have been any starker (not even if Tony Stark himself had made the...

Vision slightly angled his head to the side in mild consideration of his lie, brows (or rather, ridge) creasing. He hadn't let it particularly trouble him till now, but it now occurred to him in an unusual way. Little to no shame or guilt set in his stomach. He'd already resolved to aid Wanda in...

(Really good post. Descriptions and everything is on point). All the while, as a thick layer of dust and dirt began to spread among him like a gaseous tide, Vision has brought two fingers to his synthetic audio receptors (known to the common man as ears), in which a coms link had been...

Vision inwardly sighed. This was precisely what he'd hoped she wouldn't propose, and though the android's mind raced with alternative possibilities and propositions, she'd left little way of escape besides telling her a lie that would no doubt rebound on him if she ever discovered that he wasn't...

"Don't punish yourself further for this," said Vision firmly, knitting his brows (or whatever they were) in considering of what she was proposing. He was beyond familiar with the Sokovia Accords and the catalysts, and in recent weeks had come to of know the actions of one Helmut Zemo, the true...

Her emotions swept over him like a telepathic tidal wave, a surge of suffering that left him even sadder than before. Most would've buckled under the weight of her guilt. Were it not for his synthetic brain, Vision thought he too would've struggled to see and feel the burden of her guilt. But...

His approach was steady as to not inspire any alarm as he neared her. Dust settled about his steps; tiny bits of rubbish fell at his heels, and to enter the center hall, he had to glide over a slab of fallen stone. Vision paused the moment he saw her eyes glimmer a faint scarlet through the...

-Ruins of Sokovia- Vision arrived in the gloomy light of day, descending as a caped streak of red, green, and gold from the cold grey canvas of the sky. The wind rushed past his ears, flowing cape beating harder at his heels with every passing moment. His cool, sanguine features betrayed the...

@ElvishHearts His entry into the providence was met with a comfortable blast of heat. Warmth rose in his fingertips, filling him and granting him mercy from the cold outside. He eyed his surroundings with a small grin, drinking it all in. Someone's been busy, he mused, raising his eyebrows...

@ElvishHearts --Days Before--

"Dunno, honestly..." Ron's brows furrowed into a curious frown, though out of contemplation than annoyance. "Been thinking about becoming an auror, seems like the best choice after all the stuff with You-Know-Who. I'd consider joining up with a quidditch league if I was any good at playing...

Comfortably sliding into the spot next to Hermionie at her indications, Ron answered, "Suppose my lessons are pretty much the same as they were in our 6th year. N.E.W.T level, so there bound to get difficult later in the term." Subtly detecting the opportunity, Ron's left arm had tenderly snaked...

"Lethifold," Ron said, the Fat Lady recognizing and accepting the password. His relaxed inflection underlined with heightening anticipation as the door to the common room immediately swung open. His walk was but a contented stride, his radiant satisfaction deepened at the seeming emptiness of...

"Oh... right, forgot," Ron murmured moderately disappointedly, immediately recovering at he felt Hermionie's warm, gentle hand take hold of his own. An unmistakably fond glint alit within Ron's cerulean eyes, he stood, as Harry chuckled at his instantaneous expression shift. "Haven't heard that...