[identity profile] hulksmashed.livejournal.com posting in [community profile] elseworldexiles
That's the headline people are trying to avoid.

The Hulk doesn't care. His gait brings him ever closer to the populated city, and so far, nothing seems to stop it.

There's hope that the sandstorm that just kicked up might buy them more time. A sandstorm that's the doing of Crusader, the new girl carrying Thor's hammer and Captain America's shield, who's crazy enough to try to face the Hulk without the help of her team, who have been held up by dealing with some other U.S. agent.

The storm doesn't stop him. It only slows him.

Slightly.

Date: 2007-02-27 03:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cap-a.livejournal.com
"What might that be?" he replies, a snarl on his face, looking at her hands on his lapels.

Date: 2007-02-27 03:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rogue-starsr.livejournal.com
She steps forward, both feet planted on the toes of his boots, and as if he were a small child, less than nothing to her, she lifts him out of his boots and holds him up with one hand.
"Those shoes you're trying to fill are much too big for you." she states flatly, before throwing John Walker for distance.

Date: 2007-02-27 03:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wwii-hero.livejournal.com
Patriot smiles and claps a hand on her shoulder.

Date: 2007-02-27 03:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cap-a.livejournal.com
Cap scrambles to his feet in the dusty ground, but he holds his hand out, stopping his team before they attack.

"All this posturing doesn't change the fact that our side won today, Barnes. We were right."

He turns, letting one of his teammates retrieve his boots. His teammates follow.

Date: 2007-02-27 03:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rogue-starsr.livejournal.com
Sarah turns away to look back to her team, having pretty well declared what she thinks about his version of the Avengers. She walks with a limp, and her words are still slurred, but she's moving.

Date: 2007-02-27 03:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] uneasy-rider.livejournal.com
Meanwhile, the Ghostrider has gotten off her bike, the struggle with Moondragon over.

It...He...Was innocent. How she knows this, she can't say, but it makes the arguing feel futile. Something went wrong.

She enters the crater to collect the body.

Date: 2007-02-27 04:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] uneasy-rider.livejournal.com
The Ghostrider wants to lash out at someone. Anyone. But nothing is clear here. Nothing makes sense in it all.

The only thing she can do is emit an unearthly wail which belows canyon to canyon. It is a sound that will haunt nightmares - a cry of a banshee.

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