in the process of apping to thoughtformed ; shenanigans unrelated

[stretchy_pants]

[blah blah glowstick, blah blah drunken lab partner.
long story short, there is a hairy green guy in headspace who has calmed down somewhat but is still not happy with his mun.]


mun.... hulk going to game?


[a long silent moment as he stares at this tiny woman typing his words.]





no.

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[vdova]

[ She does her best not to look terrified. She knows the Hulk doesn't mean harm -- at least he doesn't look it at the moment. But he still frightens her, to her core.

Even so, Natasha takes a deep breath, and watches him carefully. ] But we'd like to have you there.

[stretchy_pants]

[red-haired lady. natasha.]

[he does feel vaguely sorry for almost killing her when banner lost control on the helicarrier. whenever banner loses control, hulk loses it in an even bigger way... which is why he cooperated with the team when the change was more of a voluntary decision on banner's part. (or at least, that is his mun's explanation for why he didn't just go on a rampage and fight the other avengers in new york. it's all about control.)]

no. [he huffs, watching her as she watches him.] you want banner.

[vdova]

[ She does her best not to flinch, not to show that fear that's eating away at her inside. Natasha takes a careful breath, and shakes her head slowly. ] That's not true. All of us -- muns, team members -- all of us want you both.

[stretchy_pants]

[he's looking skeptical, but not as if he's going to start smashing things. yet.]

there fighting in game? danger?

[vdova]

There has been. And I'm sure there will be more.

[stretchy_pants]

[he seems to be thinking it over.]

...hulk protect new friends?

[vdova]

We'd all like that.

[stretchy_pants]

[he rumbles a little, and flops down onto the floor to sit cross-legged. also, he slowly seems to be getting a little smaller. less green, even.]

...maybe.

[vdova]

[ Natasha pauses, and then moves to sit across from him, crossing her own legs. ] Even me.

[stretchy_pants]

[even hulk is surprised that she comes so close. he's used to running off to the woods somewhere to calm down and... un-hulk; not hanging out in a public forum where there are people.]

[another rumble. when he turns to look at her, his eyes are brown. he continues to shrink slowly.] hulk sorry.

/now distracted by Ruffalo quotes o.o

[gammabruce]

[He's just... going to stare.] Huh. Another me. I'm actually surprised.

he is a fabulous man.

[stretchy_pants]

[hulk stares back. he's a bit... confused, to say the least.]

why you look like banner?

forever +1

[gammabruce]

Because I am... he. Er, I mean I'm him. Myself.

[So. Confused.]

[stretchy_pants]

[eyeing him a bit suspiciously.]

how? banner here. [hulk taps the broad expanse of his own chest.]