House Calls, Part III
Aug. 30th, 2012 04:39 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_wasp"This is ridiculous," Jan groans. Tony lives off the beaten path, but at least there's a path and a mansion to direct visitors the right way. But Bruce? No. Bruce has to go hiding in the middle of nowhere. Not just the middle of nowhere, but the middle of nowhere on an island in the middle of, pretty literally, nowhere. If there's a path, Jan hasn't seen it. And she's been looking. Her feet ache and there's bugs everywhere and if it weren't Bruce Banner at the end of this trek, she would turn back.
For the millionth time this hour, Jan misses her wings. She's not made for hiking anymore. It's not the physical strain. Yeah, she's sweating and getting a good workout, but she's in shape. It's that walking is so slow. Every obstacle needs to be stepped over or around or under. She can't see beyond the trees in front of her. She needs to be flying, passing over every trial and knowing exactly where she's going.
When she sees the hut that must be Bruce's, Jan nearly weeps.
"Finally!" she cries out to the sky she can see, fringed by tree tops. Who cares if he hears her before she knocks on the door? He deserves this, especially if he's meditating.
"I know you like to go all Walden, Bruce," Jan calls out as she strides up to his front door. "Zen and the art of whatever, but this is ridiculous."
For the millionth time this hour, Jan misses her wings. She's not made for hiking anymore. It's not the physical strain. Yeah, she's sweating and getting a good workout, but she's in shape. It's that walking is so slow. Every obstacle needs to be stepped over or around or under. She can't see beyond the trees in front of her. She needs to be flying, passing over every trial and knowing exactly where she's going.
When she sees the hut that must be Bruce's, Jan nearly weeps.
"Finally!" she cries out to the sky she can see, fringed by tree tops. Who cares if he hears her before she knocks on the door? He deserves this, especially if he's meditating.
"I know you like to go all Walden, Bruce," Jan calls out as she strides up to his front door. "Zen and the art of whatever, but this is ridiculous."