Helicopter over Maryland, Thursday

( In a helicopter headed toward NYC.... )

[OOC: Preplayed with spring_lost and not_ironmaiden. NFB, NFI. Follows this.]

Still Soaring Through the Air...

Ross's men were everywhere. Bruce was faintly aware of Betty, somewhere, begging her father for something-- his freedom, no doubt. The loud chopping noises the helicopter made, the lights, the voices.

It all seemed dimmed. Muted. His mind was a mess, focused on just the one thing, like it had been for three years now, and everything else blurred at the edges. Except now, it came with something else, something like defeat that tasted a lot like he imagined relief would, something very, very quiet.

They led him into the helicopter. He searched for his seat.

( And something very, very strange punched ever gently through the haze, and he stared. 'What...?' )

[OOC: Preplayed with spring_lost and not_ironmaiden. NFB, NFI. Follows this and this.]

After Hulk Leaves...

( A vacant lot, NYC, Thursday )

[OOC: Preplayed with spring_lost and not_ironmaiden. NFB, NFI. Follows this, this, and this.]