August 2011
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Bailey, Colorado
callmecap: gammapulsed: callmecap: The bell on the door jingled when it opened, letting in some of the noise from the road outside. Steve took a look around the diner, ignoring the looks he was getting from the nearby patrons.  Doctor Banner was easy enough to spot in the small crowd of afternoon eaters and Steve had never been one to forget a face.  Especially not after he spent the entire...
Aug 28th
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Bailey, Colorado
callmecap: The bell on the door jingled when it opened, letting in some of the noise from the road outside. Steve took a look around the diner, ignoring the looks he was getting from the nearby patrons.  Doctor Banner was easy enough to spot in the small crowd of afternoon eaters and Steve had never been one to forget a face.  Especially not after he spent the entire flight pouring over the...
Aug 28th
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Bailey, Colorado
Another two weeks and several hundred miles found Bruce near Bailey, Colorado. He had no particular business there, other than it was where his current ride had shaken him awake and told him to ‘git goin’, son’. Bruce thanked the man, a grizzled, bearded fellow, and had walked into town.  Bailey was a tiny town which appeared suddenly, on a bend in the road and disappeared just...
Aug 27th
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Bruce wakes up back in Brazil, spends several weeks trekking to Canada to get a grip on his alter ego. A trip southeast finds Bruce in Tsaile, Arizona where he is awakened by a severe thunderstorm to the east; he is unaware that this is a brawl between Loki and Thor (as well as Iron Man and Captain America). Further east, he encounters a young Rick Jones, who has wandered away from his family....
Aug 23rd
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The Edge of the Forest
The past few days and nights had been trying for Bruce, psychologically. It wasn’t Rick’s fault, however. He liked kids- they were the future, as they saying went. He and Betty had talked, briefly, about having children and Bruce, complicated even before the procedure, had always waffled and changed the subject. It wasn’t that he didn’t want them, he did. It was just he had...
Aug 14th
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Near Alamogordo, NM pt 3
“David?” Bruce shifted to look at Rick, who was sitting near the fire pit they had built a few hours ago. “Rick?” He answered from his position, reclined against a tree. It had taking some coaxing, but the kid had finally dropped the ‘mister’ when he addressed Bruce; it didn’t seem right, given the situation. Rick averted his eyes and didn’t say...
Aug 9th
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Alamogordo, NM. pt 2
Part one | ”..what’s that sound?” Bruce looked down at Rick. The little boy had his eyes shielded as he looked up towards the canopy of the trees, trying to discern where the cacophony of noise emanated. “Cicadas.” He said, after a moment. It took a while to realize that they had been listening to them for hours, by that point. Bruce was so used to the sounds of...
Aug 7th
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Anonymous asked: BRUCE HOW IS THE YEAST INFECTION IS IT STILL ITCHY AND FISHY THE WORLD DEMANDS TO KNOW
Aug 6th
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Near Alamogordo, NM. Pt 1
“Hey, kid-” Crap. Bruce crouched down and waited for the child to stop crying and notice him; it wouldn’t due to scare him any more than he already was. It had taken him several minutes to just convince himself that it was perfectly fine to approach the kid, anyway. There was no telling why he was crying, how he had gotten into this remote section of New Mexico Forest or why he was even here....
Aug 6th
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Tsaile, Az
Bruce awoke suddenly and with no time to transition between deep sleep and wakefulness. Everything was quiet. He rubbed at his eyes and sighed, deeply, before lying back against his backpack-turned-pillow.The adrenaline which had poured into his bloodstream had started to ebb and it left his limbs jerky and numb. Had he been dreaming? Bruce started to shiver a little. The night was cold and he...
Aug 3rd
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