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『 twenty one. SHOULD I STAY OR SHOULD I GO 』
It had been a long past week.
So much had changed. The world had gone through so much. A country was practically wiped off the map. The extinction of man almost coming. But the Avengers had prevailed, saving the day once again. Perhaps they should've been happy. But nothing felt the same. The team had gained new members, as old ones started to leave, heading to their families or homes or different planets.
Hallie Keener was given a choice. She would still be an Avenger, even if she decided not to stay at the new Avengers Facility. She would still be called in if the world needed saving once again. Or she could stay. Keep her title and battle evil that leaked into the world, day after day. She wouldn't be giving up on MIT, but more so a part of her life that had always remained a constant. Normalcy. And there was always the question of Harley, who she simply could not abandon.
And, like the ever non perfect, one of the worst possible mentors in the world, Tony took it upon himself to give her advice, finding her in the main room, biting on her nail and staring off into space. He watched her for a second, she was clearly deep in thought. Harley had also come, and was sitting in a lab somewhere in the facility, talking avidly to one of the ex-SHIELD scientists. He definitely fit in, adding little things and improvements, coming up with ideas for the man.
Tony finally walked forward. His phone was in his hand, displaying something on the small screen. He sat it done on the table in front of her, snapping her from her thoughts as he pressed a button, displaying a holographic projection of what he had been looking it.
It looked to be an article, a picture of Hallie herself on the front. Her hair was dirty, blood smeared on her. It was clearly taken during Sokovia, only when someone had time to take it when being attacked by robots Hallie had no idea. People were incredibly weird, wanting to get pictures as though their lives weren't at stake. The title read: "The Yellow Dragon, a New Protector?"
"You apparently saved a journalist at some point. Dedicated a whole article to you, as you can see." Tony said to her. "It isn't bad. The original is in Romanian, had to get the rest translated to English. So if you want to read it I can send this to you."
"I speak Romanian." Hallie muttered, still staring at the hologram.
"Of course you do." Tony mumbled under his breath, causing Hallie to glare at him. "The Yellow Dragon, kind of catchy, right? Technically you haven't breathed fire. Yet. But, still. Kind of like who I'm not technically Iron Man. Catchy, but not accurate."
