Cassie had meant to talk to her mother today- she really had, but after a half hour of staring out one of the windows looking for her, when Peggy Burdick had finally walked up to the building Cassie shot out of the room, looking for a place to hide. She had found a nice place to hide, before, just for this kind of situation, but on the way there she'd bumped into Captain America, so that was no longer a possibility. And that was when she had the idea.
It took Cassie a while to find a way to get onto the roof, and once she did she was so pleased with having evaded the Avengers and her mother that she hadn't noticed she wasn't alone at first. She started. Was she seeing things right? The Vision on a roof- this didn't make sense, unless fate had it in for her, which she was beginning to think it did. "Ah... hi." What's a nice android like you doing in a place like this?
“[Hello Cassie.]” The Vision said. He furrowed his brow. “[Nothing has gone wrong or anything, has it?]”
Well, of course nothing had gone wrong, he would have heard something. But Cassie did look as if she had been running.
“[Did you come up here to think too?]” the Vision hedged. He would have been surprised at her appearance just at the moment he had been thinking of her, but he had been thinking of her a great deal lately, and there wasn’t anything to suggest that there was a connection between thinking of Cassie and her arrival on the scene.
That didn’t mean that it wasn’t an awkward situation, however.
"Actually I came up here to get away from my mom. You met her yesterday so I think you know why." Cassie hovered around the door, not sure if she should just go ahead and sit or if she'd be leaving soon. "I didn't mean to interrupt you. I could probably get Kate to hide me under her bed if you wanted to be alone." She wondered if her mother would think her friends were having another bad affect on her if that was the case, since Billy and Teddy had come out to the media. Maybe she should pretend that she was, that would keep her mother distracted from this superhero stuff.
"[Oh, no, you weren't interrupting anything. I was just sitting. This is a good place. For sitting.]" the Vision winced at his own babbling. "[You don't have to leave. There's plenty of space. If you want to stay?]" The Vision scooted over a little to make room against the vents.
"[I, err, hope that I didn't make your conversation with your mother worse yesterday.]" he added. He hadn't remembered any more shouting after he'd exited Cassie's room, but that didn't really mean anything when it came to arguing. Sometimes, the quiet ones were the worst.
Cassie bit her lip. She was not going to cry. She cried too much all ready. And she wasn't going to cry in front of Vision. Hadn't they just been talking about dancing? She should focus on that, and not her dad. Dancing. All those things she'd learned and then forgotten in ballet. Her dad had given her roses after one of her recitals and told her she did wonderfully, even though she'd forgotten all the steps. And then it was too late; she was crying. She hadn't even meant to talk about her dad. She opened her mouth to apologize but she didn't trust her voice so she simply closed it again.
The Vision wasn't exactly sure what to do with a crying Cassie Lang. So he went with his instincts.
"[It's okay, Cassie.]" he said soothingly, reaching out to rub her back. She had flinched the last time he'd made a move to touch her, but it really looked as if she needed some physical anchor to the moment. "[I know it hurts. But it's okay.]"
He unclasped his cloak and tucked it around her shoulders. "[I'm sorry, Cassie. I'm so very sorry that you had to lose him.]"
For a moment, the Vision wanted nothing more than to have the Scarlet Witch in front of him so that he could scream at her for doing this to Cassie. It wasn't fair that this should happen to her.
He's right, it is O.K. Cassie told herself. It's O.K. Life goes on. Get a grip. Cassie Lang may not be well practiced in the art of restraining herself from crying, but she was when it came to stopping. She wiped the tears from her face. It was going to take forever for her eyes to stop feeling odd and dry.
"Thanks." She turned to look at Vision. Without his cape, he looked like Iron Lad again. Cassie wondered just how different the two really were. She had hardly even known Iron Lad, but they say you can tell someone's true character by how they act under extreme circumstances, and that included being tracked down and attacked by Kang the Conquerer. It also included saving your friends from a crazy bug-woman who wanted to experiment on them. Maybe Vision and Iron Lad really weren't that different. They weren't the same person, but-
But she had to stop thinking that right now.
Cassie cleared her throat. She searched her mind for something to say. "Thanks." She repeated. "I guess I did need to talk about it."
"[Anytime.]" the Vision said with a smile that he hoped was reassuring. "[Any time you need to talk - or even want to talk, or to just sit with someone - I'll be happy to help.]"
Uggh, could he possibly sound any cheesier?
"[Feel better?]" he asked. His instincts hadn't started leading him wrong quite yet, hopefully that state of affairs would continue.
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It took Cassie a while to find a way to get onto the roof, and once she did she was so pleased with having evaded the Avengers and her mother that she hadn't noticed she wasn't alone at first. She started. Was she seeing things right? The Vision on a roof- this didn't make sense, unless fate had it in for her, which she was beginning to think it did. "Ah... hi." What's a nice android like you doing in a place like this?
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Well, of course nothing had gone wrong, he would have heard something. But Cassie did look as if she had been running.
“[Did you come up here to think too?]” the Vision hedged. He would have been surprised at her appearance just at the moment he had been thinking of her, but he had been thinking of her a great deal lately, and there wasn’t anything to suggest that there was a connection between thinking of Cassie and her arrival on the scene.
That didn’t mean that it wasn’t an awkward situation, however.
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"[I, err, hope that I didn't make your conversation with your mother worse yesterday.]" he added. He hadn't remembered any more shouting after he'd exited Cassie's room, but that didn't really mean anything when it came to arguing. Sometimes, the quiet ones were the worst.
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"[It's okay, Cassie.]" he said soothingly, reaching out to rub her back. She had flinched the last time he'd made a move to touch her, but it really looked as if she needed some physical anchor to the moment. "[I know it hurts. But it's okay.]"
He unclasped his cloak and tucked it around her shoulders. "[I'm sorry, Cassie. I'm so very sorry that you had to lose him.]"
For a moment, the Vision wanted nothing more than to have the Scarlet Witch in front of him so that he could scream at her for doing this to Cassie. It wasn't fair that this should happen to her.
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"Thanks." She turned to look at Vision. Without his cape, he looked like Iron Lad again. Cassie wondered just how different the two really were. She had hardly even known Iron Lad, but they say you can tell someone's true character by how they act under extreme circumstances, and that included being tracked down and attacked by Kang the Conquerer. It also included saving your friends from a crazy bug-woman who wanted to experiment on them. Maybe Vision and Iron Lad really weren't that different. They weren't the same person, but-
But she had to stop thinking that right now.
Cassie cleared her throat. She searched her mind for something to say. "Thanks." She repeated. "I guess I did need to talk about it."
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Uggh, could he possibly sound any cheesier?
"[Feel better?]" he asked. His instincts hadn't started leading him wrong quite yet, hopefully that state of affairs would continue.
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