Chapter 39 Day of rest

Chapter 39 Day of rest

I woke up in my room and heard the sounds of dishes clattering in the main room. I checked both bathrooms and they were locked. The system in place is you share two bathrooms with two separate families. Each had to walk through the bathroom and lock the door every time they used it but it was better than only having access to one.

Well. Even still I had to pee and both were occupied. Holding it in I check to see what Stephanie is doing. A set of flapjacks laid on a plate and I got an idea. “Any chance I can go get Cass and maybe use one of your bathrooms before I come back over?” She flipped the pancake she was cooking before saying. “Sure. She’s probably eavesdropping so she should unlock the door before you get there."

I walked through the adjacent kitchen and cut across to their room. Opening the door Cass practically throws herself at me as I do so, kissing me hard and biting my lower lip hard enough to draw blood. She licks the blood and says. “Go pee. We’ll continue when you’re done.” Using the bathroom with a missing hand is weird.

I was confused as I came out of the bathroom and she gave me a bear hug lifting me off my feet. “Got full story from Steph. Hope you can. Heal Alfred.” I smile and hug her back before whispering in her ear. “If you figured out what I want to do then you should give me a reward tonight?” She put my feet on the ground after hugging before jumping up and wrapping her legs around me. I spun her around and carried her through the kitchen with her still attached kissing me.

I set her down near the door. I think she’s still too shy to show that type of affection in front of anyone else. We head inside and eat then I get to work just walking the streets and asking anyone if they’d like to lose some weight. After four hours of some extremely rude people followed by thankful people I saved up one-hundred spare pounds of biomass. I would rather not have to sacrifice my hand again.

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Natasha wasn’t sure he had anything to do with the body they found in the park. Danny seemed too indifferent about the death but the bullet. That bullet came from an especially big handgun. He was either a serial killer or a veteran of war but the one line everyone picked up on in their first meeting made them think he was young in his past life as well.

“I guess bullying a kid is something Captain America wouldn’t agree with so that’s why he’s not here.” Most people don’t view themselves as a kid especially when they’re angry. He was either a very good actor who caught on that they were trying to build a psychological profile on him or he was in fact between sixteen and twenty four like they had guessed.

He moved like a veteran though. Unconsciously checking angles when he entered rooms, sitting in chairs facing the door, palming weapons when meeting people including her . There were a few other ways she could determine he had seen real combat. The relationship he had with director Fury was another way they could tell he could keep people off tilt.

She was happy at her new magical abilities but hadn’t had much time to read through the book Danny had given her. The logomancy he explained was interesting but her low number of circles severely limited what she could pull off. Using shields as platforms was another method described in the book but she could only conjure one at a time. She started to think about her future.

Natasha often had daydreams of raising children. It was one thing she truly wished for and was devastated when her womb was taken from her. She unconsciously placed her hand on her stomach. Those thoughts had slowly started including Danny as the father raising the child. A soft smile popped on her face as she got back to dismantling the corpse.