[ Pietro is the fastest man alive. It's too bad Isha's annoyance cannot be quantified, that shit is like 12 parsecs fast. Hella fast.
Pietro gets smacked upside the head and the surprise immediately gives way to shock, like he'd just been smacked by an old lady at church instead of a super hot robot arm thief lady. His precious shoes are now on the floor, thanks a fucking lot, Isha. ]
Do you want clean shoes not in your possession, or do you want shoes you can use? Besides, there's more than one way to store them. Wrap them in cloth, or put them in a cloth bag.
Do you happen to have fifty cloth bags on hand? [ The sarcasm is deep, his brows raised in the perfectly patronizing way he's mastered. He's ignoring the loved by all comment because it's definitely true there. ]
[ Wow, Isha, you're almost as much of a little shit as Pietro. let's be real it's probably a tie. Pietro's this close to sticking his tongue out man. ]
I was going to say thank you.
[ He'll clamour in anyway, boxes and boxes balanced, still. ]
[ the dog appreciates him more than you do isha. He treats him like a real dog, like one of the feral ones on the streets of Sokovia, and scratches behind the metal ears. ]
How did you even get this little one? Did you make him?
Did you program him to act like a dog? Or did it just...happen?
[ It's a strange thing, programming versus naturally progressing. Especially for Pietro, though he tries not to think about it. About how different he'd be if Strucker hadn't loomed towards them and he hadn't signed up so willingly.
Besides, this is about shoes and mechanical dogs. ]
With the right materials and enough time, I'm sure I could. Q took me years, on and off. I could build one half his size in several months, I think, if I really dedicate myself to it.
[She should honestly get paid for this kind of work, huh?]
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need a fav
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This better be important.
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He's only slightly out of breath. It's an improvement from his time in cryo and then the Runoff. ]
They want me to get rid of these. Hold on to them?
[ yup thats it that's literally it. ]
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Pietro thinks he's fast?
Watch her be faster when he's not paying attention.
Watch her deliver a rapid smack across the head with her flesh and bone hand.]
You bloody idiot, you had me thinking this was an emergency!
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Pietro gets smacked upside the head and the surprise immediately gives way to shock, like he'd just been smacked by an old lady at church instead of a super hot robot arm thief lady. His precious shoes are now on the floor, thanks a fucking lot, Isha. ]
I never said it was an emergency!
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Do you understand that we are currently working at half power at best and most people here know how to kill a man six different ways?
[She does actually glance down at the boxes.]
Why are you keeping the boxes? There's barely any space left in these rooms.
[Q pushes a box and gently opens it with a paw. Oh God, it's the toed shoes...]
And those are not going anywhere near my things. You can do better.
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No no no no--first of all, no one would want to kill me, I am loved by all. Secondly, the boxes make them cleaner.
[ TAKE THE TOE-SHOES ISHA TAKE IT ]
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Do you want clean shoes not in your possession, or do you want shoes you can use? Besides, there's more than one way to store them. Wrap them in cloth, or put them in a cloth bag.
[A beat.]
Loved by all. How very cocky of you.
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[The sarcasm is just as brutal on her end, at least.
Finally, though, she just sighs shortly.]
Get the hell inside before I decide to throw you out of the airlock. You are going to figure out where to put them because they are your shoes.
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I was going to say thank you.
[ He'll clamour in anyway, boxes and boxes balanced, still. ]
How's the dog?
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[At the sight of Pietro, Q barks a few times, wagging his tail, glowing blue briefly.]
Always happy for more company, it seems.
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How did you even get this little one? Did you make him?
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Q leans in a little. More pets please.]
He's been a work in progress since I was 16. He's changed a lot since then, but at the end of everything, he's always been Q.
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[ It's a strange thing, programming versus naturally progressing. Especially for Pietro, though he tries not to think about it. About how different he'd be if Strucker hadn't loomed towards them and he hadn't signed up so willingly.
Besides, this is about shoes and mechanical dogs. ]
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[It's actually far more complicated than that, and it took weeks of trial and error before she got just the right combination of AI programming.
Back when she used to marathon endless nights, of course. She's gotten brutally efficient with her time.]
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Instead, he looks up at Isha, curious: ]
Could you make another one?
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[She should honestly get paid for this kind of work, huh?]
Why?