[For Eric] Mission Objective: Rescue the Damsel

[happyfalcon]

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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[irredeemed_ant]

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."

[happyfalcon]

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.

[irredeemed_ant]

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.

[happyfalcon]

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.

[irredeemed_ant]

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."

[happyfalcon]

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?"

[irredeemed_ant]

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."

[happyfalcon]

Anne's blush darkened even as he came to full size again. She wasted no time in throwing her arms around his neck and kissing him hard. Even when she broke the kiss she leaned into him, pressing her forehead against his chest. It only just now hit her how terrified she'd been when Doom had kidnapped her. "...I was so scared..." she whispered.

[irredeemed_ant]

She was definitely adorable when embarrassed, though her kiss was definitely worth all the trouble getting here. Eric kept her close to his body as they hugged, the armour still comfortably allowing his body heat to warm her up as she pressed up against it.

"I was scared too, for both of us, but I didn't know what Doom was going to do to you and that scared me most. But we're both here now, ok?"

[happyfalcon]

Anne leaned back a bit to look up to him and nodded. She almost had a sheepish expression on her face.

"Yes, we're both here. So then, how are we to escape, love?" she tilted her head a bit.

[irredeemed_ant]

"Well I had it in mind that if you wore your own size changing suit, we could shrink down together and escape. It's probably the easiest means of getting out detected, tempting as it would be to try and blow this place up for what Doom tried to do to you." Eric extracted a box from inside a pocket and extracted a small Wasp suit. "This can grow to your own height independently and you stick it on, then we can escape."

[happyfalcon]

Anne nodded, understanding his plan. It was a good plan. Just one thing...

"How does it work?" She felt embarrassed, that she didn't know, like she should know, after so much time with him. But she didn't. Proper damsel mode was kicking in now.

[irredeemed_ant]

She didn't need to feel embarrassed, even Eric had to learn the ins and outs of the suit when he'd started, though it had seemed that he was a natural at it. Given that Anne's background wasn't entirely tech based he figured she'd need some helpful encouragement. But he still totally trusted in her.

"It's fairly straight forwards, but we'll take it slow. First thing's to get it on you. The suit is form fitting so you should be able to wear it no problem."

[happyfalcon]

Anne smirked playfully as she took her suit in hand. With a snap of her fingers, the dress she was wearing disappeared. "And I'm certain you aren't lamenting the tight nature of the suit." She teased him. "Care to help me dress?"