[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]

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?"