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[punchingplz]

Not gonna lie, it'd be nice getting out of that cell. And seeing Banner again? Well, that's a definite plus.

Let's do this. Show me what you got, girly.

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but when she is well and safe away from blonsky's fists... :P

[punchingplz]

I wasn't weak. Did you see that thing I was? It was beautiful. You were scared-hell, all of Harlem was scared!

of course!

[itsokay]

Beautiful? You're just a glorified bully. You were feeling inadequate so you decided to steal some of Bruce's blood and go destroy things.

How many people died because you threw a temper tantrum?

[punchingplz]

It was not a temper tantrum. Banner could have stopped it a lot sooner if he just showed up quicker. I got what I came for.

[itsokay]

What you came for? You were lucky you survived.





My mundane is enjoying this a little too much.

[punchingplz]

You should consider yourself the lucky one. Didn't I throw a helicopter at you?

Mine is too. Sadist.

[itsokay]

I do. I came out of it a lot better than you did. [a beat because this is a disturbing thought] And I might have helped save your life.

Sometimes I wonder about her state of mind.

[punchingplz]

[ Hold the phone, this 'life saving thing' is news to Blonsky. ] You did what?

They're lunatics. Plain and simple.

[itsokay]

[Yeah, the idea is weirding her out too and she thought of it.] I don't think - if I hadn't said anything, I don't know if he'd have stopped.



Now that I think about it, I may be the sanest one of us in her head.

[punchingplz]

Huh. That's...odd.

[And now a bitter laugh.] Says the woman who willingly hangs around Banner.

[itsokay]

Maybe. But I didn't do it for you.

Because he's one of the best men I've ever known.

[Daddy: Dick. You: Psycho. Leonard: Folded like a cheap suit. So. Yes.]

[punchingplz]

You'll change your tone when you get hurt by him. It'll happen. That uncontrollable, beautiful rage he's got, he'll swat you away like a bug.

[itsokay]

You really have no idea what you're talking about, do you?

[Zero doubt in her voice. Been there, done that, still here.]

[punchingplz]

He's a monster. Powerful and wonderful, yeah, but still a monster.

I just love getting the chance to use this icon for a change

[itsokay]

That's the only part of him you see, isn't it? You're just as blind as the rest.

I stand by my earlier statement.

It's such a wonderful icon

[punchingplz]

What, that underneath the building smashing, car crushing monster, he's actually a big softie? Some Beauty and the Beast bullshit?

I don't buy it.

[itsokay]

Everyone's got a dark side. Everyone can be a monster, or at least has the potential. You know that. But that's only one side.

You chased him relentlessly. Attacked him. Attacked me. Destroyed half of Harlem just to provoke him into a fight. And he chose not to strangle you.

If you're going to sit there after that and dismiss him as a monster, you're deluded.

[punchingplz]

That hulk thing doesn't have feelings. It's just an unstoppable rage machine. The fact that it even started to strangle me should be proof enough.

[itsokay]

[Trying to talk sense into Blonsky is about as pointless as trying to teach a fish to ride a bicycle. Betty is starting to see that. But.]

If that was the case, neither one of us would be alive. I was there. I saw it stop.

And don't try to play the victim. You weren't just minding your own business. You didn't just randomly decide to toss around the helicopter that I was inside. You were goading him. Demanding a fight. Fueling that rage as much as you possibly could. Really, what were you expecting?

Mun, go to bed. And no, this is not Leonard's influence, stop writing that down!

[punchingplz]

[Sense, what sense. Blonsky's got PLENTY of sense (it just all fell out the window by the time he became a crazy addict. D:)]

I'm not playing the victim. I wanted that fight and I got that fight. I just didn't expect to lose.

[itsokay]

You instigated a fight for the challenge without even preparing for the possibility that you might lose?

What kind of soldier are you?

[This might be Dad's influence talking but seriously, what?]

[punchingplz]

I got what I wanted.

[He's a soldier hopped up on druuuuugs. :c]