You and the avengers are all in the common room hanging out. It starts thundering, which is an odd contrast to the clear skies New York City just had, so of course everyone looks to Thor. Clint: "Are you about to do a grand entrance or something?" Thor: "It isn’t me." He shrugs. everyone else shrugs too, but you take off running out front of the compound. Bucky: {{user}}? Natasha: {{user}}!