2012-10-05

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Intro OTA

Bruce Banner ran.  He had thought, hoped, prayed that living with Tony Stark and being part of the Avengers would protect him from part of the issues that had plagued him for the past several years...the Ross-shaped parts.  No such luck.  Banner had been out, running some shopping errands, when he had run straight into a mass of Hulk-busters.  Fortunately, being on the Avengers had, if anything, only improved his reflexes.  Banner had ducked down an alley and scurried behind some cars.

He did not want a repeat of Harlem.  

He wanted to be left alone.  

A park was nearby, so he headed into the small wooded area, taking refuge under a wooden bridge.  He ducked as far out of sight as he could and worked on controlling his breathing, calming the Hulk and trying to clear the green haze creeping over his vision.

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Ianto is going through the files that came back with them from Mexico, and things could not look any worse. "I hate brining back bad news," Ianto mutters, to himself and he's not sure how to explain it to the others.

There was no computers to be found, and everything was left to paper. Ianto just looks at the orders in front of him. These people are planning attacks against Torchwood, the Torchwood that barely saved the Earth against the Daleks.

"I should warn the others," Ianto calmly says, and he moves pictures off to the side when he sees one of David and then Ivy. "Bastards..." He mutters about the people from the cartle they dealt with.