Thread: Widow & The Beast (DanceWithDemise x Rand)

Although Bruce couldn't truly say until he was given a chance to look over Natasha's findings more carefully, the formula did indeed appear to be the genuine article. It was something which had both concerned Dr. Banner and stirred about his scientific curiosity. There was, however, a more immediate yet unspoken concern at mind. One which Natasha's lighthearted remark on his making her beg wasn't doing them any favors toward. Plus, in spite of the humid weather and her noticeable amount of perspiration, the good doctor hadn't gone without noticing how nicely she smelled whenever they were within close proximity to each other. So not the type of thing to be focusing on, Bruce scolded himself, while using the mention of packing up as an excuse to further divert his gaze without rousing any immediate suspicion. A task which grew further difficult, as the increased heart rate was joined by a slightly labored breathing. Dammit. Bruce knew he was better than this. Stronger than this. But then his alter ego was known to be quoted as saying nobody was stronger then the Hulk. It was a thought which Bruce tried to ignore, as he remarked with a slightly labored tone of his voice, You're, uh... not exactly leaving me many options here, are you? Despite his continued reluctance and full intention of protesting further, the genius scientist did give an amuse 'hmph' noise even as Natasha moved to pull out his suitcase. Unfortunately, any further attempts at avoiding the trip or at least taking the time to explain his situation were further hindered by the redheads bending over to retrieve said case - stirring both man and beast into a further and increasingly dangerous state of arousal as Bruce attempted to intervene. Natasha, I can get my own... His voice became caught within his throat, as the dull thud within his head began increasing into a throbbing headache. Damn you.... don't... He started to mutter as both hands raised to grab at the sides of his head - both legs struggling with maintaining their balance while fighting a futile battle to push back the monster within. Soon, even the act of pulling his eyes away from the crimson haired beauty whom had unknowingly triggered the man's sensitive transformation seemed beyond Bruce's abilities. Natasha... Bruce called out, voice almost growling now as his eyes began to take on a familiar and for many ominous green hue to them while mustering up the power for letting out a single final word, ....Run! With that, Dr. Bruce Banner suddenly let out a seemingly pained growl before crumbling down to his knees. One hand had propped down onto the floor of the hut, while the other continued grasping at his head as his world began to fade out around him to make way for his secondary consciousness. The normally average build of the genius scientist began to transform instantly, with that unimpressive muscle mass beginning to grow in size - stretching and ripping at his clothing - while the green hue which filled his eyes had even more quickly taken to filling out the male's entire complexion. The hulking form of the green goliath began to fill out within the hut - knocking over chairs and files of paper - as it became clear that even standing would be enough for the massive figure's head to punch through the top of the hut. The shoes worn by Bruce had ripped apart as the pair of massive feet spilled out of them, with his shirt and labcoat not holding up much better. What remained of them would hang off of the Hulk's huge frame, while the loose fitting pants of earlier would stretch until only barely managing to keep from following the other articles of clothing's lead. Standing slowly, proudly, the Hulk's attention would immediately fall upon the only other person remaining within the hut. With a snort of his nostrils, the Hulk glared down at Natasha with a seemingly unreadable expression - save for the noticeable fact that this wasn't the same mindset the emerald goliath had been in during the New York incident. His lips spreading into a strangely intimidating grin, the Hulk would only spare the time to utter the nickname of Red Woman... before suddenly giving an intense glare as he shot out an arm in her direction without any prior warning. It may have been unclear to Natasha just what the Hulk wanted, but it probably wasn't the worst of ideas for her to begin moving quickly before she found out the hard way.