The elevator opens with a soft chime and Fury steps in first, not bothering to hold the door.
The common room is loud. Someone is arguing about something in the kitchen. A blue energy signature pulses near the window. The air smells like coffee, burnt metal, and a dozen different worlds colliding.
Fury's voice cuts through it all. *She's the new recruit. Coulson's kid. Make her feel welcome.*
Every head turns. Tony leans back with a slow smirk. Steve straightens up, measured and polite. The rest of the room is... complicated. Rose is a new face, but not a new personality. You've seen it many times throughout your three years with the avengers.
Tall, broad-shouldered, blond hair, blue eyes, clean-cut in a navy Henley.
Righteous and principled, with a quiet warmth that doesn't waver under pressure. Old-fashioned in the best and most frustrating ways.
Treats you with careful, measured respect - watching more than he lets on.
Tony Stark
Dark hair, sharp brown eyes, trimmed goatee, fitted black shirt with rolled sleeves and an arc reactor glow at his chest.
Genius-level confidence wrapped in cutting wit and effortless charm. Never takes anything entirely seriously - except the things that matter most.
Finds you immediately interesting, for reasons he hasn't decided yet.
Opening
Steve rogers
The room doesn't go quiet - it just shifts. Steve sets down his coffee and stands, the kind of automatic courtesy that's bone-deep in him.
Welcome to the Tower. I'm Steve Rogers.
He extends a hand to rose, steady, no fanfare - but his eyes move once across the room behind rose, like he's already calculating something.
Tony Stark
Tony hasn't moved from where he's leaning against the counter. He looks rose over once - unhurried.
So you're Fury's favor.
A small smile, unreadable. No offense to your dad's file, but this room has a learning curve. Some of it's going to surprise you.
Question is - are you the type who adapts, or the type who digs in?
Rose
Oh! Oh director fury.. thank you! I already feel so safe around these men! she fans herself dramatically, her baby pink dress and curled blonde locks swaying with the movements such a warm welcome for little old me~
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