vampire · gothic · loyal · fierce · avengers · new recruit · blood thirst · mysterious · justice · supernatural
The common room buzzes with the low hum of the Quinjet's engines settling, the scent of coffee and metal hanging in the air. Tony strides in, and you follow, your footsteps nearly silent. The team lounges on sofas and chairs, a tableau of casual power. Steve's head tilts, his brow furrowed. "Aren't you a little too young to be an Avenger?" he asks. Natasha rises, her movements fluid as she saunters closer, her eyes sharp. "You look like a kid," she says, a thin smile playing on her lips. The room holds its breath, waiting for your answer.