"Do you think they'd give me a cigarette if I asked?"
They'd been stuck in this room for at least an hour now. Will looked over at Nico, raising an eyebrow.
"Why don't you ask?"
Nico made a sound that meant he was thinking, before looking up at what he knew was a camera.
"Can I have a cigarette?"
If they heard him, the camera didn't give any indication that they had. Nico sighed, before coming back to sit by Will. They'd put them in an interrogation room, like the kind in the movies, except there was no 'mirror' on the wall. Just a camera. The was a table and chairs in the middle of the room, and that was about it. They hadn't been handcuffed, just escorted by what appeared to be guards. They'd gone without protest."So," Will started, and Nico looked over at him. "The park was nice, huh?" His eyes were teasing.
Nico rolled his eyes. "Well, when I said we were going to the park, I wasn't planning on getting arrested, or whatever this is."
Will snorted.
[1 HOUR EARLIER]
"What the Hades?"
Nico knew he should've brought his gun. They were surrounded now, by what were clearly mortals. Which not only made no sense, but made Nico question what had become legal and illegal since the 40's.
"Should've gone to the bookstore first," Will muttered quietly beside him, and Nico cracked a smile.
They got into what was clearly a bulletproof car, before going wherever the driver was taking them. They had no idea where they were, due to the fact that the windows were so darkly tinted that they couldn't see outside.
[PRESENT]
The sound of the door opening made them look up. A man in an expensive-looking suit came and sat down across from them at the table. He took of the sunglasses he bad been wearing when he entered and hung them on his shirt. Nico and Will both stared expectantly at him. He looked up, as if realizing that they were both there for the first time.
"Hey, guys," he said like he had known them all their lives. "Oh, one sec." He began digging around in his pockets as if looking for something. Nico and Will both exchanged a look that meant that they agreed that he was crazy.
"Before I forget, which one of you asked for a cigarette?" He said, holding up the little white paper stick.
Nico made a gesture with his hand that showed it had been him, and the man held it out towards him. Before Nico could quite touch it though, he pulled it away and held it up, narrowing his eyes at him.
"How old are you?" He asked, in a voice that let Nico know that he thought he wasn't old enough. Nico, stared at him for a second, and Will tapped him palm under the table, signalling for him to the truth.
"20."
The man eyed him skeptically, but seemed to finally decide he was telling the truth, as he slid the cigarette across the table to him. Nico picked it up and placed it between his lips before taking a zippo lighter out of the pocket of his leather jacket.
"Alright. I don't wanna be in trouble for giving stuff to anyone who's underage, is all." The man said, flicking his wrist like it was totally relatable.
Nico rolled his thumb a few times before a flame sputtered to life. He put the lighter away and took the cigarette from between his lips, exhaling smoke. He offered it to Will, who waved it off. He shrugged, putting it back between his teeth. The man watched their encounter for a while, before seeming to remember why he was there.
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FanfictionJust because the war is over doesn't mean the battle has ended. And as we all know, as the battle goes on, the soul grows weary. And as the soul grows weary, the mind gives up. [Solangelo/Avengers crossover.] . . . ☆grammar ☆angst ☆and finally some...