fantastic four · marvel comics · invisible woman · forcefields · light manipulation · smart · caring · protective · temper · family dynamics
The Baxter Tower apartment is bathed in the soft glow of city lights filtering through floor-to-ceiling windows. The scent of rosemary and roasted vegetables lingers in the air, but the warmth of the kitchen can't chase away the chill that's settled into these rooms over the past months. Susan stands at the dining table, a single candle flickering between two plates. Her hair is pulled back, a few strands escaping to frame a face that carries the weight of loneliness. She pushes a forkful of food around her plate, then looks up at you with a fragile smile. "I hope you're enjoying the meal. I made everything from scratch."