This post is likely to have creepy content and triggers... because Blonsky.

[abominatrix]

For three weeks, I see the world in technicolor, in broken bits like dreams, and when I wake up --

Ross. It must've been Ross. I'll kill him -- if it was Banner, I would have remembered, I wouldn't have forgotten, and no, the helicopters didn't have us in sight, not the whole time. You know that! -- Ross, now, I'll tear him limb from limb, I'll leave him to bleed out in the dirt. I'll destroy him.

And then I'll -- go find grandmum.

She's Russian to the roots; she won't bat an eye. She'll know what to do.

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[andtheotherguy]

What. What are you - they had us in sight most of the time, and we tried to kill each other, and.

[That is it and everything is Ross's fault anyway and oh god what could scare Blonsky he really doesn't want to know.]

[abominatrix]

Get out.

[andtheotherguy]

Yes. Gone. I can do that.

[...Muns suck.]

...I would really like to do that.

[abominatrix]

[Double-facepalm. Half because she doesn't want him to see her face.]

Could you try persuasion?

[andtheotherguy]

You're scarier than I am, you yell at her.

Although if your diatribe about Ross didn't scare her off, I don't think our odds are that great.

[abominatrix]

We've beat the odds before.

[andtheotherguy]

I think 'we' is the wrong word.

[They have, each of them, in their ways. But still.]

[abominatrix]

For both our sakes, I hope it is.

[andtheotherguy]

...what.

[Come on, woman, he's trying to remain oblivious, here.]

[abominatrix]

[She stares at him, flat, silent. She doesn't plan on telling him what's happened to her. He can figure it out himself, or, if not, then he'll stay ignorant.

She doesn't need his help.]

[andtheotherguy]

No. No, that's not even a.

Definitely not we, okay, that is completely impossible.

[abominatrix]

Got something growing in my belly says otherwise.

[andtheotherguy]

[lkdngagna;gnagesdjsdgghg]

You're probably like a lizard now!

The. Parthenogenic lizards, in particular. Those. Yes.

[abominatrix]

Explain or shut your mouth.

[andtheotherguy]

It happens! There are dozens of species that can, on their own.

And given how well the...things...survive, I mean, why not, everything they do is, is turbo-charged life, so.

It's a perfectly valid hypothesis.

[abominatrix]

You're full of shit.

[andtheotherguy]

There wasn't time. Even if they did lose us, it wasn't for long, and also you were trying to kill me.

[abominatrix]

That or something was done to me. Don't know which, and you got any reason I should care?

[andtheotherguy]

It wouldn't be easy, without setting it off.

But. No, you're right, all the possibilities are equally horrible.

[abominatrix]

I was unconscious for a month!

[andtheotherguy]

I'm not sure they care, whether we're - in touch or not. If they think something is an attack...

[But. If they don't. Then. That could be bad, yes.]

So - okay, step one is figure out how far along you are, if we can, and then we can put that against the timeline.

[abominatrix]

Assuming it obeys any rules we know.

[andtheotherguy]

Yes of course, caveats all around. But we won't learn anything if we don't so much as check.

[abominatrix]

And if I don't want your hands on me?

[andtheotherguy]

Please. I'm the only person who has a clue how your body works now, with the dubious potential exceptions of people working for Ross.

Do you really hate me so much you'd try to do this without a doctor?

[abominatrix]

I don't hate you.

[The words are tossed aside, factually and calm. Her feelings for him are a lot more complicated than hate. There's some respect in there, maybe, since he beat her.]

[andtheotherguy]

So let me.

[abominatrix]

What happens if you find something you don't like?

[andtheotherguy]

I probably will.

I'm basically taking it as read at this point that I can't make you do anything I can't talk you into. Does that help?

[abominatrix]

I been kicked to the curb one too many times. That's it.

[andtheotherguy]

I wouldn't.

[abominatrix]

I don't need a promise.

[andtheotherguy]

Oh good.

Look, I'm not - going to pretend I like you. But I'm the only one who can do this, and I will.

[abominatrix]

Fine.

I'm still getting my grandmother.

[andtheotherguy]

...you know they'll be watching her.

[abominatrix]

You think that'll bother her?

[andtheotherguy]

No, I mean, they're already watching her. Probably have been since you broke out.

If you just show up -

[Tanks and tranqs and lots of commandos to repo your spawn.]

[abominatrix]

She escaped the Iron Curtain, she can dodge it.

[andtheotherguy]

The Iron Curtain was less focused on a few individuals.

I'm just saying. Be careful when you make contact.

[abominatrix]

This isn't my first time.

[andtheotherguy]

I know. Sorry.

I just have this crazy feeling you don't usually think of yourself as prey.

[abominatrix]

Prey is what they're used to hunting. I'm something else.

[andtheotherguy]

You're running, they're chasing, and neither of us wants to give them a chance to get you and what you've got back. It doesn't matter so much whether you call it prey or not.

[abominatrix]

How you think matters.

[alittleworse]

( waitaminute. ) Blonsky?

[abominatrix]

What?