How Many Warehouses Are Even In Queens Honesty, Early Sunday Morning

[imafuturist]

The problem with waiting for HYDRA to make the first move was that, once they did, it was a scramble to get into action. Especially when Clint's team was occasionally a little hard to find to call for back up. Stupid magic.

Luckily for Tony, he could make sad eyes at a few people on the island to help keep him alive to stop whatever the hell the Red Skull was planning this time.

He took a quick scan of the warehouse (it was always warehouses) to see what sort of opposition they'd be running into and was a little disturbed and distrustful over how few guards they had.

[Expecting two for all the slowplay!]

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Re: Attack! - Red Skull

[manyheaded.livejournal.com]

"Tell that to to the rest of the world, Captain," Schmidt said with a toothy grin. Because lack of normal skin. But also because he was a creepy Nazi. "When I take your counterpart's body as my own, I'll save his death for last."

Re: Attack! - Red Skull

[heroic_jawline]

That was going to earn Red Skull a shield to the face. "You don't touch him."

Re: Attack! - Red Skull

[manyheaded.livejournal.com]

Hey, he was gloating here!

He styled back, trying shake off the blow to the head. "Struck a nerve, Captain?" Schmidt asked, smug look disappearing into something that looked like bit into a lemon as he looked past Steve to the alter.

Re: Attack! - Red Skull

[heroic_jawline]

"It's a little thing called basic respect for the fallen," Steve snapped.

Re: Attack! - Red Skull

[manyheaded.livejournal.com]

"You would know best about the fallen, wouldn't you, Captain," Schmidt said, taking another careful step back as the few remaining soldiers rushed in between them.

Re: Attack! - Red Skull

[heroic_jawline]

Steve tackled them, trying to get to Schmidt. "You coward!" he spat.

Re: Attack! - Red Skull

[manyheaded.livejournal.com]

"Give the boy my regards." Which was threatening no matter how you took it with the status of Bucky Barnes' survival.

But with that he laughed in what could only be described as a maniacal fashion before beating a hasty retreat.

Stay classy, Schmidt. You just stay classy.