(ISSIES NEW NEW SUIT YALL^^^ ITS NOT FINISHED BUT THE DESIGNS ALL THERE)"- No absolutely not, how many times have I already said no, Steve?" Tony folded his arms with pursed lips and a stern expression. "Eight times already." Vision piped in, although not exactly the right time to be his typical know it all self, given the heated argument that has been bouncing back and forth between Tony and Steve. "Thank you Vis - see he gets it, I'm not going to say it again - she's not going to Africa with you."
"Nigeria - Rumlow's in Nigeria Tony." Natasha corrected, no it wasn't that Tony didn't know where they were going he just didn't care. But he cared enough once Steve mentioned the idea of allowing Isabelle to tag along for the ride. "Right - and that's supposed to make me feel better about sending a teenage girl off to fight a Hydra agent - who, by the way almost killed you and Steve." For some time Tony remained stubborn on the prospect of Isabelle going with them, and it most definitely had something to do with his guilt on Pietrov Maximoff's death.
Wanda leaned over to side, entering Isabelle's peripheral vision and making the girl turn. "How long has he been at this?" She wondered, Wanda tended to tune out when Tony opened his mouth knowing that most of it, if not all of it, was bullshit. "Eight minutes and counting." Vision replied to the question, once again answering even though the question wasn't at all directed at him. "She wouldn't be going alone, Tony. Sam, Nat, Wanda and I are experts on Rumlow we know his motives and how he thinks."
Tony scoffed, "Oh is that right? Last time I recall, Rumlow tried to kill all three of you and how many thousands of others out there with superhuman abilities - probably Isabelle, actually - and Rumlow had Wanda and Pietrov locked up for god knows how long. She's not going." Isabelle listened to the strain in Tony's voice, not from exhaustion, not from frustration or anger. It was a strain of worry.
He was worried about sending her away, and the probability of her not returning was too much for him.
"At some point, she's going to have to learn to fight against other people, she's used to all of our techniques now Tony, she knows our patterns, where we like to hit first, what leg we prefer to use to kick, right down to preempting the slightest of details... She has us four to help her, it's not like we're asking her to go in alone." Steve leveled with Tony, he could understand how Tony felt about sending her away but it only made sense to ask the girl to join them on a mission that exceeds her training regime.
Tony's face scrunched in annoyance, typically he only pulled this face if he was bested in an argument. While he'd never verbally admit he was wrong, the way his nose twitched and scrunched was a good indicator he was admitting defeat. "So help me god, if you don't bring her back alive -."
Steve put his hands up in defense, "I got it - I got it, you'll kill me, heard it before. Thank you, Tony. This'll be good for her, I can tell." Tony rolled his eyes and grumbled to himself incoherently, his gaze flickered over to the teenage girl who seemed to pay no attention to the argument beside her. He clicked his fingers furiously, "earth to Issie -- where are you?"
Her attention snapped from the drapes that hung from the window sills and over to Tony, she raised a brow at him and stared questioningly, "huh?" Tony and Steve shared a glance, "Are you with us?" Steve folded his arms as silence passed through the room of Avengers. Isabelle raised a hand and looked around the room in immense thought, her foot bounced in its place as if physically jogging her brain as she connected pieces of information together.
"Rumlow's been off the grid for how long? a year? Two years?" She questioned, her brows furrowing in frustration as she forced her brain to go into overdrive as she pieced things to make some sense. "Sounds about right. Why?" Natasha tilted her head slightly, peering at the girl as she thought to herself. "And in the entirety of two years, no one has found him?" Isabelle waved her hand around as she spoke, gesturing to also help her brain process the information.
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Idiosyncratic || Peter Parker ||
Fanfiction[Pre Civil War] She was exceptional, extraordinary and peculiar in her own way when Tony Stark found her. He saw potential in Isabelle Jones. She could be an Avenger. However, Tony had his sights on Queens' latest humble 'hero'. In an attempt to dis...