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[For Eric] Mission Objective: Rescue the Damsel

A descendant of the fabled witch, Morgan Le Fae. Anne could hardly believe such a thing was even possible. Still, since her brief encounter with the sorceress in a dream, her talent for magic had been unlocked and she'd been able to conjure spells. It seemed to make sense anyway, considering that many in her time had called her a witch. Might as well enjoy the perks of it, right?

Anne had been practicing in Eric's apartment day after day, using her magic to light candles, and conjure minor spirits to talk to when Eric was gone on a mission. But she was getting bored. She wanted to go out and use her magic to help him with these missions of his! But she wasn't sure how he'd react to such a desire. She hadn't ran the idea by him just yet.

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Though it was a magically projected voice Eric could still detect the traces of nerves behind it, and realised after a moment she might be afraid of harming him with her magic. Yet he was pretty sure that the magical wave of energy had affected the machine and not him, like he had subtly known not to harm him.

"It's alright Anne, you didn't hurt me or anything, just damaged the machine I was fighting. I'm still coming for you."

Anne was still nervous even after he tried to reassure her. She considered hitting the door again with her energy, but worrying about Eric, she wasn't certain she could.

"He's sealed the door with magic. How will you be able to get in? I think my magic cracked the seal but..." She didn't want to hurt him, or even risk it. But did she have a choice?

"Tell you what, let me get to where you are first, check the damage from this side and then we can figure it out from there. I had a few plan in mind anyway." If he could locate a entry point away from the door Doom hadn't considered or else make one, he might have a chance. He knew as it was she'd be a little too nervous about hurting him, or alerting Doom to her actions. And had the destruction of the robot alerted him anyway? Eric couldn't be sure. "Just wait for me. I owe you a kiss for saving my butt back then." He figured the idea might please her enough to make her feel better.

Anne nodded at his words, but then felt silly for doing so, as he couldn't see her so far as she knew.

"Yes, all right, that sounds like a plan."

In the meantime she paced the room, pushing her fingers through her hair, a nervous wreck. She hated this; being a damsel was all well and good in her original time, but she had abilities now! Anne knew she should be able to defend herself without completely relying upon her knight.

But all she could do now was wait and pray.

"Thanks, I'll be with you soon ok, hang tight."

Eric knew she was probably wishing she could get out of this situation more herself but clearly Victor had manipulated her magic sources of power so she wouldn't be able to flee so easily. Even so her energy blast had proved she was stronger than Doom had thought, and Eric admired her for that. And she'd helped him with that machine too, so she was definitely a hero as much as his damsel in his book.

Eric zipped cautiously down a selection of hallways before with some delight he spotted the tapestries Anne had mentioned before and then what looked to be the somewhat battered doorway. Now if he could locate or create an opening in the stone around the door...

Wait, suddenly Eric was struck with a thought, there was a slight amount of space under the door, had Victor considered him slipping under that. Since he wasn't magical it should have any effect... shrinking further until the space under the door was wide enough Eric was happy to find no resistance as he moved until into the cell, seeing his beloved and currently skyscraper sized girlfriend.

"Anne, I'm inside! Down here by the doorframe!" He grew slightly so she'd see him better.

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Anne continued to pace nervously as she waited for him. When she heard him call out to her she spun on her heel to look towards the door. She glanced all around before he changed his size a bit so she could see him. Anne dropped down to her knees and swept him up in her hands to bring him up and kiss him over and over.

"Thank God!" She cried out aloud. "I was so worried!"

It was a little sudden than Eric could quite respond to but definitely not unwelcome as he felt his whole body scooped into her palm and her lips rushing towards him before she was kissing him multiple times, his hands soon responding to press himself against their warm softness.

"I was worried for you too, but I'm glad I found you. And we're going to get out of this and make sure Victor never tries to capture you again." To an extent he would like to do something a little more violent but the ass hole was the monarch of Latveria, diplomatic immunity was putting it mildly.

Anne smiled, overwhelmed with joy that Eric was all right and that he was here with her.

"What's your plan, love?" Anne whispered, hoping that Doom didn't have any robotic servants wandering around to overhear her now. "I think my magic cracked the barrier, but Doom may have felt me use my magic, it was a strong blast, after all."

And Eric in turn was happy to see she was unharmed. He'd have probably swept through scores of Doombots and soldiers if Victor had harmed her, stroking her giant fingers with tiny hands.

"We have to assume that Doom might try and investigate, so that means we should sneak you out as quickly as possible. The alternative would be to wait until after he checks up on you, at least that way we'd have a better chance of escaping undetected. In any case, I got Pym and Reed to make me a Wasp costume for you, so we can shrink down and escape together."

Anne considered both options for a long moment. Her eyes were livewires in her head as she considered multiple possibilities all within seconds.

"He'll no doubt have sensed my magic and the attack I used, surely he'll be here to investigate. And how far could we possibly get if we ran now? He'd just catch us both, I'm certain..." Anne whispered. "I think we should wait until after he checks in."

Yeah, getting away would be much easier for both of them if they could get Doom to think that she was secure, and give them a much better head start. Plus once they were both shrunk tracking them down would prove much more difficult.

"In that case we better chance he doesn't need you for whatever he has planned now and wait until he leaves." Eric tried not to think of what Doom would do to him if he was caught. Most likely he'd be Victor's bargaining chip to ensure Anne's obedience. "I'll protect you if he tries to hurt you, though. In the meantime I'd be best hiding on your person somewhere."

Anne nodded in agreement, but even as he suggested hiding on her person, she couldn't help rolling her eyes at him a bit. It was a reflex for whenever he asked to hide somewhere within her outfit, or even on the occasions when she'd caught him doing so without asking. But he did have a point.

"Very well, pick a place then - and quickly, before he comes back and finds you," she agreed.

Granted that on most occasions hiding on her had mostly been for his own benefit, but Eric knew she didn't might and happily let him snuggle on her somewhere, whether it was to her knowledge or not. She had a lovely body after all, and Eric was probably still imagining her eventually getting her own super hero costume with areas for him to hide inside.

"You got it! I suppose the most logical place for security but also knowing what's going on is down there?" He motioned with a tiny hand a little awkwardly at her partly exposed cleavage.

Anne brought a hand up to her chest and tugged her neckline down a bit to allow him easier access. She gave a soft nod and tapped at her collarbone with her index finger.

"Yes, here would be the best place - he won't dare touch me there," she hoped.

He grinned under his helmet, admiring her bravery and smarts as much as her beauty. "Good, and I won't let him touch you regardless. If you need my help just let me know, ok?"

With that he hovered off her palm and pressed himself against her lips once more before landing on her bare chest skin, clambering down further until he'd be concealed.

Anne pursed her lips a bit when she felt them press against them. As he slid between her breasts she held her breath to help him along. Once he was hidden, Anne plucked up a book of poetry and sat down near the fireplace and waited, in case Doom decided to check in on her.

Eric shifted down until he was comfortably out of line of sight, enjoying the warmth and softness of her breasts pressed to either side of him, the beating of her heart and steady breath audible when he rested against her skin.

There was relative quiet once Anne had seated herself aside from the occasional flick of the book page, but Eric remained close and quiet all the same. He had set his comms so only she would hear him in case he needed to get her attention, though with someone like Doom one couldn't predict the results.

After some minutes the corridor suddenly emitted a set of clanging footsteps before the door opened and Doom stood at the doorway, imposing and arms folded. "You are proving more trying than I had expected, Miss Boleyn. But your efforts to escape have been futile."

Anne kept her focus on her book even as she heard Doom enter. She didn't raise her gaze until a long pause hung between them. Then finally she looked up to him and tilted a brow at him. "Obviously. I could've told you that."

She closed her book and leaned back in her seat as she looked up at him.

"How long am I to be here? What is the point of keeping me locked up this way? Some private little pretty bird for you?"

Eric inwardly tensed as the voice of Doom emitted from outside her clothing, avoiding the desire to punch the armoured despot where it hurt for the sake of his girlfriend. Though he admired Anne's cool in the situation, and imagined Victor's face under the mask irritated at her calm.

Victor moved closer to her until he was in the middle of the room and half looming over her position, clearly a sign of passive intimidation. "In answer to your questions you my dear, you will remain as long as I see fit, and when I am ready for you I shall examine your magical powers and their sources and if I deem it I will suck that power from you. Or I may elect to be merciful, give you the opportunity to serve me. It all depends on what I find you to be. A valued guest accepting of her time here, or a irritant prisoner I will execute when her use is done. Be aware that I could have you locked in the deepest dungeon, but due to your connection to a woman I have... great... respect for... I give you certain options. Struggle, little bird, and I will elect to cut your wings when I open the cage. And that time is on you sooner than you think."

Anne knew that Doom was trying to intimidate her; so as he moved closer, she crossed one leg over the other and folded her hands in her lap. Maintaining her calm demeanor. Listening carefully to his words to try and identify some weakness.

Sure enough, he did.

Anne smirked as she looked up to Doom. "You care for my ancestor, don't you? More than you'll dare admit aloud. You wouldn't dare hurt me then. You know as well as I that Morgan le Fay would never forgive you if you killed the descendant she's so carefully taught and nurtured. She may even become angry enough to kill you for such an action against me."

She was cocky now - with all the arrogance and regality of the Queen she had been set to be in her own time.

Even if Eric couldn't see Doom he could feel Anne's relative calm and the shifting of her body between where he was hiding, and realising he loved her all the more for it, especially she talked Doom down so perfectly and confidently.

Doom in contrast seemed passive externally but the flash in his visible eyes and the fact he maintained the same distance show she was ranked him. He was silent for a few moments, then spoke.

"Le Fay and I share a connection, but do not mistake it for your absolute security. Rest assured that I will be investigating your powers. And if needed I can ensure means where would make death far preferable. We shall speak again shortly. Do not think to escape."

With that he spun with one shift movement of his green cape and closed the doorway with slightly more force than was needed, the sound of his metal feet clanking into the distance.

Anne couldn't stop smirking. She didn't like the way he'd thrown her into a damsel in distress role - that had been her sole motivation to develop her powers, to avoid such a role. Now that she had something on him, she felt empowered. His bland intimidation tactics just made her all the more triumphant.

Even as he turned on his heel to leave, Anne brought a hand up and waved playfully to him. She waited a few moments after the door was closed again and glanced down to her chest.

"He's gone - I think it's safe now," she whispered.

Whilst Eric did enjoy liberating Anne from her situation and being her heroic often ant sized knight, he never really considered her his damsel, and now she had stared down Doom like a boss and done just fine. Of course it worried him that Victor evidently wanted her for nefarious purposes, but hopefully they would get away long before then.

He zipped out from between her breasts and impulsively pressed his body against her soft lips once more. "You were brilliant! I don't think I have loved you any more than I do at this moment, Anne."

Anne smiled at the press of his body against her lips. She blushed, feeling overwhelmed by a sense of triumph over their adversary.

"Did I really do so well, my love?" She grinned and looked to him. "I know we only have a little while, but would you please come back to proper size that I might thank my knight properly?"

He grinned under the helmet as he moved back and playfully bopped her nose tip with a tiny hand. "You did better than I hoped. Even if Doom needs you for his experiments no one's stood up to him quite like you have there. And we do have a little while so..."

With a use of his Pym Particles he was back to full size and wrapping his hands around her. "I'm happy to be your knight, Anne."

[For Eric] Mission Objective: Rescue the Damsel

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FYI off to sis' wedding venue tomorrow, might be offline a couple days.

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