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Re: What if...? DoFP

Post by Svartfreja » Sun Jul 21, 2019 11:54 pm

<Viper> Viper had been working for she didn't know how long. She glanced up at the clock and decided it was time to go to bed before the sun came up. She saved her work and shut down her station, pushing her chair out and getting to her feet. She pushed her chair back in and stretched then headed for the isolation room to check on Warren.

<Warren> Warren looked up when he heard someone coming into the room. "Hi Viper... Did you need me?" He looked around a little, wondering what time it was. He hadn't been doing really anything since getting to the safe house.

<Viper> She shook her head, "No... I was just about to go to bed so I thought I'd look in on you.... I wasn't expecting you to be awake."

<Warren> "Oh uhmm okay. I just couldn't sleep." He frowned. "It's not as bad as the cells... but I just can't get to sleep."

<Viper> "I did warn you the bed would be uncomfortable," she replied, "The offer to use my bed remains open."

<Warren> "The bed's okay..." He shrugged a little. "It's better than the cells."

<Viper> "Alright... is there anything I can get for you before I go?" She leaned against the doorframe, lifting a hand to pull the pins from her hair.

<Warren> "I uhmm don't think so..." He chewed his lip a little. Part of him did not want her to leave. Warren was feeling more alone now than when he was in the cell. It was like he was a fish in a completely empty ocean.

<Viper> "Alright." She straightened up. "You know where I am if you change your mind." She offered him a small smile before she turned to leave the lab.

<Warren> "V....viper. Don't... nevermind." He curled back up in the fetal position just sitting up and staring at his feet.

<Viper> She paused, "What's the matter?"

<Warren> "I...uhmm, nevermind it's nothing." Warren hid his face from her. He knew the fear was probably visible on his face.

<Viper> She raised an eyebrow, going over to him and placing a hand on his shoulder, "There is something wrong...."

<Warren> "I... don't want to be alone." He squeezed himself tighter.

<Viper> She sighed, sitting down beside him. "There is no reason for you to be..."

<Warren> "I've felt more alone since we left the prison..." Warren took a heavy gulp.

<Viper> "Why?" she shifted to try and see his face.

<Warren> "Dunno... Just feels like I'm all alone in the dark." He made sure to keep his face hidden.

<Viper> "Then don't be alone..." she moved to get off the bed, offering her hand.

<Warren> Warren shook his head. "I know there's people here... but it doesn't help."

<Viper> "I'm not suggesting you sleep in the living area with all of them but come with me and be somewhere comfortable and less far away. In a room that doesn't look like a laboratory."

<Warren> "I..." He fell silent. Warren didn't want to be alone but he felt like he was being a burden. He didn't want to be a burden.

<Viper> "Come on." She took his hand and pulled.

<Warren> Warren let her pull him off the bed and almost fell because he wasn't expecting it. "Wh...what?"

<Viper> She pretty much dragged him back through the lab and to her bedroom where she quietly closed the door and released his hand.

<Warren> Warren just stood at the door. He felt more awkward than when he first lost his virginity. "I... uhmm... uhhh."

<Viper> "Make yourself comfortable," she told him, moving to her closet to find something to wear in bed. She had very limited options here because she hadn't really been expecting to have guests that would object to bare skin.

<Warren> Warren stayed in his position not knowing what he wanted to do. He wasn't sure about anything anymore. The more time drug on the less he felt like himself.

<Viper> Finally locating something to wear, Viper happily stripped off and pulled the nightdress on then turned to find Warren stood right where she'd left him. She raised an eyebrow.

<Warren> Warren looked away blushing bright red when she started to strip. He was not used to naked women anymore, especially not attractive ones.

<Viper> "Have you changed your mind about sleeping?" she asked, "Or would you rather go back to the lab? I'm afraid I don't consider that bed suitable for two people."

<Warren> Warren shook his head a little. He didn't want to be rude but he also didn't know what to do now. His body and mind were clashing for what to do. "I uhmm no..."

<Viper> "Well, then..." she gestured to the bed, moving to climb under the sheets herself.

<Warren> Warren chewed his lip, moving towards the bed slowly. He was hesitant to join her. "O...okay."

<Viper> "I won't bite," she assured him, peeling back the sheets on his side before she settled down.

<Warren> "Alright..." Warren moved to sit on the bed, not getting into it yet. "Y...you sure?"

<Viper> "Have I been unsure of anything since you met me?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

<Warren> Warren shrugged a little. "Dunno..."

<Viper> "Then get in and go to sleep," she gave him a smile, "It's fine."

<Warren> Warren finally got into the bed with her. "O...okay." But he still kept his distance, assuming his usual fetal position.

<Viper> Viper sighed, turning off the light and rolling over to put an arm around him.

<Warren> Warren jumped a little when she put her arm around him. "P... n...nevermind." He let her hold onto him wondering what he should do now.

<Viper> She closed her eyes, intending to just go to sleep and figuring he'd relax enough at some point to do the same.

<Warren> He quietly cuddled back into her out of old habits he'd thought were gone. It was actually nice, he felt safer in her embrace. "V...viper?"

<Viper> "Mmhmm," she shifted so he could hear her but didn't open her eyes.

<Warren> "Thank you. This is... uhmm nice." He hugged her arm.

<Viper> "You're welcome," she replied, giving him a small squeeze and pressing a kiss to the top of one of his shoulders. "Now go to sleep. You need your rest."

<Warren> Warren's heart thumped a little. "N...not really tired."

<Viper> "Would you like something to read?" she offered softly.

<Warren> "I wouldn't want to keep you up..." He didn't want to move either.

<Viper> "You won't," she promised, "I don't mind." She shifted a little to look down at him, "I can't promise I have anything in english..."

<Warren> Warren turned a little to look up at her and then instantly blushed red. "Uhmm... th... that's okay."

<Viper> She offered him another smile, even though it was hard to tell in the dark, "Well, good night then. I hope you manage to sleep eventually."

<Warren> "I uhmm y...yeah." Warren hesitated for a moment but his body reacted on it's own. A soft kiss was planted on her cheek mostly in thanks, but also because he was hesitating.

<Viper> That was the first time he'd volunteered contact and it made her pause.

<Warren> Warren retreated back when she didn't react. He returned to his fetal position to act like he was sleeping.

<Viper> The retreat afterward confused her. "Didn't I tell you I won't bite?"

<Warren> "I uhmm... y...yeah." He chewed his lip.

<Viper> "Then why are you afraid?" She leaned further over him to see his face.

<Warren> "I uhmm d...dunno." He bit his lip.

<Viper> "There is no reason to hide from me," she assured him, "I have no intention of hurting you."

<Warren> "O...okay." He turned back to her. Warren still didn't know what to do though.

<Viper> "Just relax. You are safe here." She lifted a hand and gently stroked his cheek.

<Warren> Warren turned his head into her hand, enjoying the stroking. "Y...yeah."

<Viper> "No one is coming here to harm you. You will get more than enough to eat. Time to rest. There is nothing to worry about now." She bent lower over him to press a kiss to his cheek.

<Warren> Warren let her kiss him and kissed her cheek back. "O...okay."

<Viper> She shifted a little beside him to be a little closer then moved to lie back down.

<Warren> Warren cautiously moved to place an arm around her. "Th...thank you Viper."

<Viper> "There's no need to thank me," she told him, "It's always better to sleep with company."

<Warren> "I....it's been a uhmm really long time." Warren bit his lip.

<Viper> "There is no judgement here," she replied, "I'm sure it's been a long time for everyone."

<Warren> Warren took a little more courage this time and moved to kiss her directly. It was short lived though as he quickly retreated further away from her in the bed.

<Viper> She was surprised by that too and had been a moment away from returning it when he pulled away. It was very confusing. "Warren... would you like something from me?"

<Warren> "I uhmm dunno." Warren blushed more even though she couldn't see his face.

<Viper> "Yes you do." She studied him in the dark, "Just tell me what you want."

<Warren> "I...I don't know." He hesitantly moved closer to her.

<Viper> "Yes you do," she said again, "You needn't tell me... you could just show me."

<Warren> "I... uhmm..." Warren just leaned in to kiss her again, not really controlling his actions.

<Viper> She returned the kiss this time, lifting her arms around him.

<Warren> Warren kissed her again. His arm moving back around her.

<Viper> Viper shifted beneath him to lie in a more comfortable position as she returned the kiss and deepened it.
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Re: What if...? DoFP

Post by Svartfreja » Mon Jul 22, 2019 12:09 am

<Carol> Carol sat in the sand, not really caring about the seaspray that was soaking her hair and jeans. Her jacket was at a safe distance, protected from the salt, but she was in her element. Setting up fishing rods in the sand took her back to her childhood.

<Christopher> Chris sighed a little. Carol hadn't been the same since Sebastian told them about Jess. He knew something was going on between them but had done his best to ignore it. "You okay goldilocks?" Chris came up behind her and pulled her into a firm hug. It didn't matter. She was still his best friend and he would be there for her.

<Carol> She leaned back into the hug, pressing her cheek against his, "I'm great," she held up the fishing hook where he could see it. "We're gonna stay here til we catch dinner."

<Christopher> "Fine by me." Chris gave her another tight squeeze trying to squeeze the love into her. "We might be here a while - I suck at this. I'm better at hunting."

<Carol> "Fishing is easy. You just have to wait a long time." She gave him a smile, "I feel like I have an unfair advantage sometimes... but it means we can catch stuff faster."

<Christopher> "How's that?" He gave her a little tickle.

<Carol> "You need a lot of strength to get a fish in... have you never done this before?" She set the rod down and shifted to look at him.

<Christopher> "Yes and I've never noticed. Enhanced strength too ya know." He stuck his tongue out at her before moving to sit by his rod. "I usually don't ever get to the catching part."

<Carol> "Then what's the point of fishing?" She raised an eyebrow. "All that and no reward?"

<Christopher> "I never said I didn't catch them on purpose." He laughed.

<Carol> "If you can't sit on your ass long enough to reel one in, that's on purpose."

<Christopher> "I've sat for hours on campouts and never caught a thing." He laughed a little before poking her calf.

<Carol> "Then you're doing it wrong... or there wasn't any fish in there in the first place." She laughed and gave him a shove, standing up to cast the line into the sea.

<Christopher> "No clue." He gave her a shove back. "Don't make me come over there." Chris gave her a little wink, before getting up to do the same.

<Carol> "Pfft. I can take you." She poked her tongue out at him. This was so much easier than trying to be normal back at their hideout.

<Christopher> "Take me where? Beaches get a little messy. Sand gets everywhere ya know." He gave her tongue a poke before casting himself.

<Carol> She gave him another shove, "How about a mile off the coast where I can drop you and watch you swim back?"

<Christopher> "I thought you were the one who was supposed to get wet?" Chris gave her a little smirk.

<Carol> "Oh you're so going in the ocean."

<Christopher> "Please don't." Chris laughed a little. "I don't mind a swim but I don't want to have to dry my clothes."

<Carol> "Then keep the conversation out of the gutter, okay?"

<Christopher> "I don't think I know how to do that. I mean... you've known me for how long? Have I ever gotten out of that deep gutter I fell in?"

<Carol> "Well... yeah sometimes... not always when you're talking to me but sometimes... you at least come up for air."

<Christopher> "I guess since you requested so nicely I can be good." Chris gave her a little smile.

<Carol> She returned the smile, "Thanks...." she set the rod in the sand then sat down, waiting for a bite. "So... you've never caught a fish for dinner?"

<Christopher> Chris did the same sitting down next to her. "Nope. Never managed to even catch one."

<Carol> "Then this'll be an interesting experience for you," she leaned back on her hands.

<Christopher> Chris played a little in the sand while they waited. "Guess so. Maybe I'll finally get lucky."

<Carol> She turned her head slowly to look at him for that one.

<Christopher> Chris stared at her for a second. "What?" It took him a second to figure it out. "Oh uhmm... sorry." He laughed a little.

<Carol> She laughed, "I was trying to figure out if you did that on purpose."

<Christopher> "I so didn't." Chris laughed a bit more.

<Carol> "You really can't help it, huh?" she giggled, lying down in the sand to watch the clouds while they waited for fish to bite.

<Christopher> "Nope absolutely can't. But you know it's one of the reasons you love me." He gave her a little poke.

<Carol> "I guess it makes conversation interesting," she admitted, turning her head briefly to return the poke.

<Christopher> Chris poked her again. "Mhmm."

<Carol> "Hey, what's with all the poking?" she flailed at hand at him.

<Christopher> "Maybe I like touching you." He stuck his tongue out at her.

<Carol> "Put that away before I throw sand at it."

<Christopher> "Meeeeeeaaaaan." Chris blew a raspberry at her before closing his mouth.

<Carol> She laughed and gave a quiet cheer, "Finally something that works!"

<Christopher> Chris just pouted a little. "So mean."

<Carol> She laughed again then fell into silence for a while which unfortunately made her brain wander back to the news. She sighed and turned her head to look at Chris, "So... do you think they made contact yet?"

<Christopher> "No clue." Chris shrugged as best he could. "I've kinda lost hope of finding more friends in all this shit storm..."

<Carol> "Yeah...." she looked back up at the sky, "I've been feeling that way too...."

<Christopher> Chris gave her hand a squeeze. "It'll be okay babe."

<Carol> "Yeah..." she wasn't so sure, "I just miss my family... you know that."

<Christopher> "Yeah... I do too Carol. I'm sorry." He held her hand gently.

<Carol> She rolled onto her side, raising the back of his hand to her cheek, "I just want to know they're okay.... I know exactly where they are.... I just can't see them...."

<Christopher> Chris rubbed her cheek gently. "I know Carol... I'm sure they're okay."

<Carol> "Thinking they are and knowing they are... are two different things...."

<Christopher> "I know Carol." He gave her a soft look. "I'm sorry babe."

<Carol> "I hate to think they've suffered... because of what I am...."

<Christopher> "I can't imagine what's happened to Greer or Thomas..." Chris took a heavy swallow.

<Carol> "They're probably on some mountain somewhere climbing trees... living the dream," she gave him a small smile.

<Christopher> "Hopefully... I can't imagine how their ferals will deal with this..."

<Carol> "Probably just fine... they're all about survival..."

<Christopher> "Yeah..." He sighed.

<Carol> "How's Beth doing? You've been hanging out with her a lot lately... Gotta say it's nice to have you and Sebastian around more...."

<Christopher> "Stressed... She needs a break." Chris frowned a little. "I feel bad for her working so hard for us. I've been trying to find her some extra treats."

<Carol> "Yeah... we rely on her a lot.... But we don't really have another option...."

<Christopher> "I know. I wish I was a bit more useful..."

<Carol> "Hey, I'm sure she appreciates the stuff and the company... that's all we can do really...."

<Christopher> "Mhmm just no stealing her twinkies. Those are hard as hell to get."

<Carol> "I promise. As long as no one steals my scotch stash I will respect the twinkies."

<Christopher> "I'll do my best but I can't vouch for anyone else. You know Miriam, that lush."

<Carol> She laughed, "Oh yeah. She's got a problem for sure." She nodded.

<Christopher> "I mean sheesh bigger drunk than I ever was!" Chris laughed.

<Carol> "Next thing you know she'll be saving up all that peach syrup for schnapps."

<Christopher> "Or fermenting any fruit we get for moonshine."

<Carol> "With a bug-juice chaser." She nodded along again.

<Christopher> "I'll have to keep my pot locked up in case she tries her hand at harder things!"

<Carol> She laughed, "Sebastian would be so ashamed... or proud... it's hard to know with him."

<Christopher> "Yeah no clue." Chris gave her a little poke.

<Carol> She sighed, looking away again as she rolled onto her back once more. And she'd been trying so hard not to think about Sebastian and Miriam.

<Christopher> Chris moved over and gave her another hug. "No sad face come on."

<Carol> She hugged back tightly, "Sorry.... I can't help it...."

<Christopher> "It's okay Carol. I'm here for you." He didn't let go of her.

<Carol> She nodded, sniffing, "I know..."

<Christopher> He gave her another squeeze. "So smile or I'm going to tickle."

<Carol> She shook her head, holding him tight, "Don't tickle... just hug..."

<Christopher> "Yes ma'am." Chris held her close, enjoying the hug.

<Carol> She closed her eyes and burrowed her face into his neck, stroking a hand over his hair.

<Christopher> Chris snuggled up into her, putting his face against her neck as well. "I'll always be your friend Carol and here for you."

<Carol> "I know...." she nodded, "Thank you...." she gave him a squeeze.

<Christopher> Chris gave her a squeeze back. "You too Carol."

<Carol> "You know I'll always be here for you too..." she assured him, "I'll do whatever I can to make all this less shit...."

<Christopher> "Same Carol. Just want to try and make you happy however I can." He cuddled her.

<Carol> "Hugs are good," she snuggled a little, "I'm fine though... really...."

<Christopher> "Well then all the hugs for you." He hugged her more.

<Carol> She turned her head to press a kiss to his jaw, "Save some for Beth too. I'm sure she needs them... and Miriam."

<Christopher> "If you want I can share." Chris shuddered a little at the kiss.

<Carol> "Well obviously you have to share because they can't have all of them...."

<Christopher> "I meant I'll share all the hugs for you with them too." He gave her another squeeze.

<Carol> "Oh okay... how many do I get a day because I might have to ask you to ration them...."

<Christopher> "As many as you want." Chris laughed a little. "You know I can't ever tell you no."

<Carol> "Because you're afraid I'll beat you up?"

<Christopher> "Nope. You know I like getting hit." He squeezed her again.

<Carol> "Mmhmm, yeah you do." She returned the squeeze and hid her face back against his neck.

<Christopher> "You like it. It makes me shiny!" He kept cuddling her, his face against her neck too.

<Carol> She laughed, "Glitter would make you shinier."

<Christopher> "That it would. Good thing we don't have any glitter!"

<Carol> "I don't know... I bet if we looked hard enough we could find some in one of those cabins up there...." she guestured vaguely to the empty buildings even though neither of them could see the buildings or her gesture at the moment.

<Christopher> "I'd rather just stay here." Chris laughed. "I'm not a fan of glitter."

<Carol> She laughed, "I know.... what if it's edible?"

<Christopher> "I guess that depends on where I'm licking it off?" He laughed more.

<Carol> "I was thinking cake but.... I know you were thinking something rude."

<Christopher> "Oh come on you couldn't set me up like that." He leaned back and stuck his tongue out at her.

<Carol> She lifted her head off the sand and gave his cheek a slow lick.

<Christopher> Chris laughed a little before doing the same back to her. "What was that?"

<Carol> "Well I figured throwing sand at you would be a bad idea in this position...."

<Christopher> "So you lick me?" Chris laughed a little.

<Carol> She shrugged a shoulder, "Seemed like a good idea at the time...."

<Christopher> "And now?" He smirked before going to lick her cheek again and then hugging her.

<Carol> She laughed, hugging back, "I don't know."

<Christopher> Chris gave her another squeeze. "You're a doofus."

<Carol> "So are you," she nuzzled him, "But it's okay, it's endearing."

<Christopher> "I try to be." He smiled against her neck, just enjoying the cuddling.

<Carol> She shook her head which made her burrow in further, "You don't have to try."

<Christopher> He loved her nuzzling his neck. "Nope still do. It's fun."

<Carol> "Well don't try too hard. There is such a thing as too cute."

<Christopher> "Oh so you think I'm cute huh?" He teased her before giving her another squeeze.

<Carol> She found a spot of bare skin where his shirt had ridden up and pinched it, "Ass."

<Christopher> "That's not my ass." He laughed and squirmed a little.

<Carol> "Oh you're going to play that game, huh?" She smacked his ass with her other hand.

<Christopher> "Mmm hi there. That is." He leaned back and smirked at her.

<Carol> "See. I know where my hands are."

<Christopher> "Still on my butt." He stuck his tongue out at her agian.

<Carol> She gave his ass a sharp squeeze and laughed before picking up a handful of sand and smushing it into his face.

<Christopher> "Aaaaaagh! Hey!" Chis tried to shake any that stuck off him and spit out any that got into his mouth. "Meeeeeeeeaaaaaaan!!!"

<Carol> She cackled with glee and rolled them over so she was on top of him, "That'll teach you to be a brat."

<Christopher> "So mean!" He gave her a spank for it now that he could.

<Carol> She laughed again, "I gave you fair warning!"

<Christopher> "It's still mean!" He laughed with her before giving her another spank. "Meany butt."

<Carol> "It's pronounced 'sexy'," she corrected, wiggling her ass.

<Christopher> Chris gave her butt a squeeze out of instinct. "It can be mean and sexy."

<Carol> "You think so?" She twisted to look at his hand on her ass then looked back at him with a raised eyebrow.

<Christopher> "Yup, cuz you just smashed sand in my face!" He stuck his tongue out at her.

<Carol> "My ass didn't do that!" she protested.

<Christopher> "Still makes it a mean ass." He spanked it again.

<Carol> "Hey!" She caught his hand, "I can still smush more sand in your face."

<Christopher> "That'd just be mean." He laughed.

<Carol> "So stop being mean to my ass and I won't be mean to your face."

<Christopher> "Alright, alright, I'll be good." He shook his head still laughing a little.

<Carol> "Pfft. You're never good," she got up so he could get the sand off himself properly and checked the fishing gear.

<Christopher> Chris mumbled under his breath, "brat." He sat up, hiding a problem he was having. "Anything yet?"

<Carol> She shook her head, reeling in the line to recast it. "It's fine. It's not like we have anywhere better to be...."

<Christopher> "True." He shrugged. Chris got up and did the same with his pole. "Guess we should have brought some books or beers."

<Carol> "There's probably something in one of the cabins.... wanna go check them out? Found some good scotch when I was here with Sebastian."

<Christopher> "I guess." He shrugged. "Worth a shot." Chris needed some time to cool down anyways, so he headed towards the cabin.

<Carol> Carol dusted her hands off and collected her jacket before she followed him, jumping on him from behind. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and her legs around his hips, "Forward!"

<Christopher> "Ack!" Chris almost fell forward not expecting that. "Trying to take me to the ground?"

<Carol> "Maybe?" she laughed, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

<Christopher> Chris shook her a little on his back, but moved his arms to support her. "Doofus."

<Carol> "Oh, come on. You love it," she rested her chin on his shoulder.

<Christopher> "Maybe. Maybe not. You'll never know." He kept going to the cabins.

<Carol> "If you hated it you wouldn't put up with it," she pointed out.

<Christopher> "Maybe I'm just nice. Ms. Meany butt."

<Carol> "There you go insulting my ass again..."

<Christopher> "Hey it's a sexy ass. Not saying it's not."

<Carol> "It's not mean though...." she pointed out, "So now you should apologise."

<Christopher> "Hmmm I'll think about it. And how am I supposed to apologize to your ass hmm?"

<Carol> "I'm sure you'll think of something." She hopped off her ride when they reached the cabin she and Sebastian had scouted earlier and headed inside.

<Christopher> Chris followed her in. "Nope no ideas." He smirked.

<Carol> "Then I guess I'm not sharing the alcoholic treasure I find..."

<Christopher> "Alright alright. I'm sorry Carol's sexy ass! Please forgive me."

<Carol> "Thinking about it." She reached into a cupboard and extracted a bottle.

<Christopher> "Well tell me then. How should I apologize to your sexy ass?" He looked around for anything else.

<Carol> "Use your imagination," she suggested, pulling out a second bottle for him because she knew he wasn't overly keen on scotch.

<Christopher> Chris smirked a little before moving over to her and planting a kiss on her butt. "There better?"

<Carol> "Your reward," she offered him the bottle with a laugh.

<Christopher> Chris took the bottle with a laugh. "Thank you m'lady."

<Carol> "No problem," she gave him a smile then headed to the sofa she'd checked her treasure on before and plonked herself down on it.

<Christopher> Chris went to the couch to sit with her. "You enjoyed that didn't you?" He smirked.

<Carol> She offered him a grin in response before she had a mouthful of scotch.

<Christopher> "That's a yes." He took a drink of the alcohol she gave him.

<Carol> "Of course it is." She bumped his shoulder with hers.

<Christopher> He bumped her back. "Anything else I should apologize to?"

<Carol> "Depends if you insult something else, doesn't it?" She settled back into the cushions.

<Christopher> "Now you're just teasing me. With those naughty lips." He smirked.

<Carol> "Ooooh I see what you did there."

<Christopher> "You like it." He stuck his tongue out at her before going to take another big swig.

<Carol> "There's that tongue again and me without any sand."

<Christopher> "Hah I win." Chris blew a raspberry at her.

<Carol> She gave him a strong shove for that but that was all she could do really.

<Christopher> Chris shoved her back. "I have a brain sometimes."

<Carol> "Sometimes," she agreed, "But I don't think I can let you do that."

<Christopher> Chris took another drink. "Sad story."

<Carol> She sighed, "Yeah...." It was tempting to just drink too much and make some bad choices but she was sure she'd regret it.

<Christopher> He leaned over and gave her a hug. "I was just teasing you, Carol. Promise."

<Carol> She returned the hug, leaning against him, "Okay."

<Christopher> Chris cuddled her. "Love ya Carol."

<Carol> She turned her head to press a loud wet kiss to his cheek, "Love you too."
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Re: What if...? DoFP

Post by Svartfreja » Mon Jul 22, 2019 12:18 am

<Shaw> "I can't describe it, but I know it was her," he explained, giving Beth a frustrated look. They were back in the waiting room of the stronger telepath's mind, with Sebastian feeling - once again - ridiculously inadequate in his telepathy. In the waking world, Miriam stirred in his lap and Sebastian moved his fingers through her hair, soothing her until she resettled.

<Beth> Beth nodded, "Okay well I'll see if I can follow it again," she gave him a smile, "You know better than me if it was her." She concentrated for a moment or so, the purple butterfly-shaped aura around her face intensifying.

<Shaw> Sebastian nodded and tried to relax, opening his mind to her further and sharing what he'd experienced while he was with Carol. Of course, he lacked the skill to block out what he'd been doing with Carol... but he assumed everyone already knew. For her part, Carol had fled with Nord. Not that he could blame her.

<Beth> Beth felt herself blush as the other details bled through but tried to ignore her embarrassment and focus on the task at hand. There was something there in the distance and she followed it, giving the mind at the other end a few experimental pokes.

<Shaw> "Perhaps... we were closer to her, where we were?" He brushed his fingers through Miriam's hair, looking down and seeing a hazy, shimmering outline of his sleeping daughter.

<Beth> Beth shook her head, "No... there's just... shielding... not much but enough..." she frowned and prodded a little harder.

<Jessica> Jess hadn't been sure what she was feeling at first. It had been so long since she'd felt another presence in her mind and she was distracted with Thomas trying to get everywhere he wasn't supposed to be but now.... "Is someone there....?"

<Shaw> He could follow what Beth was doing, more or less, but when he felt the flare of a response he gaped. "Jessie..."

<Jessica> She lost her grip on Thomas at the response and he crashed into a bookshelf, causing an avalanche of foreign literature. She cringed. "Sebastian...?" she could hardly believe it but that presence was so familiar... even though there was something else there too.

<Shaw> Sebastian nodded, too stunned to respond properly at first. It was her and this time she could feel him. "It's me, love..." His eyes squeezed closed and he fought to stay in control.

<Jessica> On her end, her hands went up to cover her mouth and she sank down into the nearest chair. "Oh thank God... tell me you're okay... and Miriam too...."

<Shaw> "She's with me," he said, wiping at his cheeks impatiently. "She's sleeping. We're fine. Where are you?" Sebastian tried to concentrate, to use Beth to extend his reach and let Jessica see them, or at least to sense them both.

<Jessica> "I'm with Viper.... she has some safe houses and brought us to one... Michael's here with me... and Warren, Thomas - Chris and Greer's kid... and some guy called Daken that Viper picked up in the camp... he drinks a lot. We're all fine and safe..." She was so relieved to know that he and Miriam were safe.

<Shaw> Sebastian blinked. "Daken? He... is a mercenary. Take care." The rest, it took him a moment to process. "Michael, but not Hope?" And Nord's child?

<Jessica> "They had to separate... he doesn't know where she or Tony are... but Viper says there's nothing in the press about them and she's looking into government files as we speak so...."

<Shaw> He took this in, then looked at Beth. "We're with Elisabeth Braddock - she is boosting my abilities. Also Christopher Nord... and Carol Danvers."

<Jessica> She nodded to herself, staring into space in the physical world, "Where are you? We'll come to you when we're ready to leave.... Viper's working on something at the moment...."

<Shaw> Sebastian met Beth's eyes, and told her their hiding place. "I assume, as you get closer, I will not need Beth's assistance to reach you."

<Jessica> "You've never needed help before," her mental voice was warm, "I'm so glad you're okay... I've been so worried..."

<Shaw> "I assume it's because we're too far apart." He smiled and closed his eyes. "I've missed you so, love."

<Jessica> "I've missed you too... I still miss you... I don't know when we'll be leaving... Viper's concerned that everyone needs to eat more before we go anywhere.... they didn't feed us very well so I suppose she has a point..."

<Shaw> His disappointment turned to concern. "You escaped, yes? I... saw it. Felt it, somehow. Maybe if I just concentrate enough we can stay in contact..."

<Jessica> "Yeah we escaped... Viper had a plan... stole a car and everything... many cars actually. She's been through hell keeping us all safe..." images of the various states she'd seen Viper in over their time in the camp flashed over the link. "But we're safe now."

<Shaw> "I am entirely in her debt." He could see what she showed him, but just in fits and starts, and so he worked harder, trying to stabilize their link from his side.

<Jessica> "I'm sure she won't hear anything about it... she's been.... I don't know... weird." She startled as Thomas bounced into her lap and curled up, "But everyone's healed up now... phsysically anyway..."

<Beth> Beth could sense what he was doing and tried to help but Jessica was almost at the limit of her range and the shielding was making the job tricky.

<Shaw> "Then I will thank her in person." He caught her qualifier and sent her a mental caress. "Take care, love." Sebastian could feel Beth in their link and could only hope she was able to help. "We are safe enough, and now that I know you're - we'll be fine. I miss you. We both do."

<Jessica> "Hopefully we'll see you soon... check in in a couple of days and I'll see if I have more information for you... I'm sure Michael will be glad to know you and Miriam are safe too."

<Shaw> "Yes, give him my regards." He didn't want to let her go again, clenching his fists in his lap. "We will see you soon."

<Jessica> "You will, I promise. Let's do this again in two days.... at the same time so I know to be ready... then we can talk about it properly..." she cuddled Thomas on her lap, "Be careful until then..."

<Shaw> "Of course." He closed his eyes again. "I love you, Jessie."

<Jessica> "I love you too... Give Miriam a kiss from me... and tell Beth thank you...."

<Shaw> Sebastian smiled at Beth. "She knows," he said, uncurling his fingers to pet his daughter's hair. "I will." He sent her his farewell, hoping she could feel him.

<Beth> Beth returned the smile and reluctantly closed the connection between them. It had put a hell of a strain on her already over taxed abilities and in the physical world, she swiped absently at her nose. At least she had a couple of days to recover.

<Shaw> Shaking his head, it took him a moment to feel properly anchored in the real world. Miriam was still asleep and he bent to kiss her head, looking up at Beth in time to see the glint of red. "Beth..."

<Beth> "I'm fine," she assured him, holding up her other hand, "Nothing a lie down can't fix." She offered him another smile, "Hopefully if they know to expect us that shielding'll go away and it'll be easier next time."

<Shaw> "I had that as well," he said, gesturing to his face. "I assume mine had more to do with my abysmal range."

<Beth> "They are pretty far away," she nodded, "Seems like they were heading further away because they're pretty well at the edge of my range too. It's okay though... at least they're safe." She pulled a tissue from her pocket and dabbed at her nose.

<Shaw> Sebastian blinked several times, trying to push down his alarm. "Well, then let's hope they don't move any further out of range." He watched her, biting at his lower lip. "I didn't ask her where they were," he realized.

<Beth> "The main thing is that they're safe. But just add that to the 'to do' list for a couple of days. And they know where we are so I doubt they'll move further away... that'd be silly."

<Shaw> Still, it nagged at him. "Right, of course," he nodded.

<Beth> "Don't worry. Seems like this Viper person's on the ball so..." she shrugged a shoulder, "It's all hunkydory."

<Shaw> All hunkydory. Sebastian no more believed that than that he could sprout wings and fly. Speaking of, didn't Jessica say the winged boy was with them? "Thank you, Beth. I am forever grateful," he said, forcing himself to smile at her. "I should let you rest."

<Beth> Beth returned the smile again, "It's fine," she told him, "Anything for some good news." She stretched a little once she was sure her nose had stopped bleeding then lay down.

<Shaw> "Still. Thank you." He carefully stood, resettling Miriam in his arms. "Are you sure you don't need anything?"

<Beth> "Just a small nap and I'll be alright... maybe a post nap sugar hit... I'll see how I feel," she pulled the blankets tight around herself, "Don't worry."

<Shaw> "I will check on you later then." He watched her for a second longer, then went to move Miriam to their shared corner. He had some thinking to do.
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Re: What if...? DoFP

Post by Svartfreja » Mon Jul 22, 2019 12:32 am

<Christopher> Chris drug Carol into their safe house trying to get her to bed, they were beyond wasted. He was going to get her to bed then go to bed himself. "Uuuugh why are you so drunk?!"

<Shaw> Sebastian already knew who it was, but Nord's slurred voice and the crashing, thudding down the stairs and up the hall got him away from his chair and over to them.

<Shaw> "Shhhh, keep your voice down, Nord," he hissed, taking Carol's other arm without asking. The woman looked barely conscious and he would be lying if he said he wasn't concerned.

<Christopher> "Yeeeees ma'am." He broke into a fit of giggles as Sebastian took Carol from him to do God knew what. But his drunk brain couldn't process that.

<Shaw> Rolling his eyes, he shifted and swept Carol up in his arms. Sebastian started down the hall, leaving Nord behind, then paused and turned his head. "Can you walk?"

<Christopher> "Pffffft." He smirked. "Better than you, prissy pants."

<Shaw> At that, he raised a brow and carried her down to their sleeping area, ignoring her mutterings and the alcohol fumes. "What am I going to do with you, love?" he said quietly, lying her down and carefully covering her with a blanket.

<Christopher> Chris went to his chair to sit down and keep drinking. Drunk was a state he had missed. He had been sober for far too long.

<Shaw> Sebastian stroked her hair back from her face, fairly certain that despite her muttering and occasionally looking up at him she had no idea who he was. "I'm sorry," he whispered, then straightened up and went to deal with Nord.

<Christopher> Chris just sat in his favorite chair nursing his bottle of alcohol until Sebastian came back. "You're a fuck face! You know that, sea bass?"

<Shaw> "Pardon-" He cut himself off when he realized the insult wasn't directed at him. Or, at least, he didn't think so. "Did the fish question your honor?" Sebastian spun the other chair and straddled it, just out of Nord's reach.

<Christopher> "You're sea bass, dumbass..." He just blew an attempt at a raspberry at him. "You think you some big hot shot can do whatever he wants, who ever he wants. You're married, fuck face. Now you've got Carol all fucked up cuz you couldn't keep it in your pants and wait till we found your wife. So she has to deal with losing you too."

<Shaw> "How does that make me a sea bass?" Nonetheless, Nord struck closer to his conscience than he liked. Sebastian looked toward the sleeping area with a slight wince. A drunken Nord was a loud Nord.

<Christopher> "I thought you were smart, fuck face... but then again you are a cheater. They're usually dumber than they think they are." He took another swig from the bottle, keeping his drunk up.

<Shaw> He closed his eyes and sighed. "I..." As stupid as it was to try to reason with the man while he was drunk, he had to know. "She is truly upset over this?"

<Christopher> "Does she ever get this drunk when she isn't. Fucking dumb fish..." He leaned back, which was a bad idea because the whole room started spinning.

<Shaw> The drunk idiot had a point and he looked over to the blanket fort again. "It was meant... to be simpler. She and I..."

<Carol> Carol muttered something incoherent and flailed a little under the blankets. "No more schnapps, we're cutting you off...." she mumbled as Miriam's foot found her midsection.

<Christopher> "Pfft fuck the hot blonde till you find your wife. Pffffft so simple huh? I never liked you, sea bass, you always assumed I was the fuck up. Look who's the pot now." Chris let out a little burp that almost went south.

<Shaw> He could hear Carol's voice, which didn't help. "There needn't be emotion involved, aside from companionship. I thought we were on the same page with that." Sebastian's lip curled at the juicy burp and he wondered if he should find a trash can, or bag.

<Christopher> Chris just laughed. "Pfft fish brained too."

<Shaw> Rolling his eyes, he looked over to the blanket fort again and chewed his lower lip. "I don't want to cause her pain."

<Christopher> "Too late, dumbass. Plus just wait till Jess gets here. Or whatever." He waved his hands in the air.

<Shaw> He wasn't looking forward to explaining himself, certainly. "Indeed. I did speak to her earlier... she and a group of people you may be familiar with escaped, with Viper's assistance."

<Christopher> "You know... I was starting to think you weren't so bad. But now pfffft you're just another fuck head. Fuckin' up everyone's lives in different ways."

<Shaw> "I may be a fuck head, but I'm the fuck head who located your son," he said, folding both arms against the back of the chair to see if that sunk in.

<Carol> Carol rolled over and mumbled something that may have been loosely translated into 'she's hot' at the mention of Viper.

<Christopher> Chris dropped the bottle at the mention of Thomas. "What'd you say?" He sat straight up too quickly and almost threw up.

<Shaw> Sebastian leaned the chair forward and reached across to grip Nord's shoulder and steady him. "Jessica is taking care of Thomas. He is with her." He leaned, trying to look the other man in the face.

<Christopher> Chris felt his heart skip a beat and he just paused trying to process as his body cleared out the alcohol. "Th..that's amazing." Chris felt a tear come to his eye. "Thanks."

<Shaw> "You're welcome," he said, nodding and sitting back. "She's caring for him, and they plan to come to us, when they can." Sebastian looked down for a moment, allowing Nord a bit of privacy.

<Christopher> "You know that doesn't change you fucked up..." He sighed. Chris still wanted to chew out Sebastian.

<Shaw> "I know." He rubbed at the chair's back supports.

<Christopher> "You should have known better... I mean did you really give up hope your wife was still alive? Now you've completely broken Carol. She's always been afraid of losing people and now you've managed to do that without going anywhere."

<Carol> Carol crawled out of the bed onto the floor and lay there instead.

<Shaw> Sebastian didn't look up. "I did," he said, closing his eyes.

<Christopher> Chris sighed. "Well... you're going to have to figure it out. You fucked up big Sebastian." He got up and moved past him to go get some water.

<Shaw> With the use of his name, he realized Nord must not be as drunk as he once was. "I don't know how to repair it. I don't think it can be done."

<Christopher> "Probably not. Just don't hurt her more. Or I swear to God I'll find a way to beat you to a bloody pulp. I love Carol, she's the best friend I've ever had." He got a bottle of water out of their barely working fridge and opened it.

<Shaw> He frowned, getting up to move closer. "I don't want to hurt her, as much as you may not believe it." Sebastian licked his lips and looked past Nord. "I do care for her."

<Christopher> "Well it's too damn late for that." He rolled his eyes. "Stop giving me reasons to fucking hate you. I was trying hard not to."

<Shaw> "Well, what do you suggest?" he snapped, now meeting his eyes. "Yes, I thought my wife was dead." He swallowed, faltering for a moment. "Yes, I obviously made a tremendous fucking mistake. She is my friend, and I hate being the cause of her pain. So, since I can't just wave my hand and fix it, what do you suggest?"

<Christopher> "You can calm the fuck down first. I didn't fuck up - you did. Don't take the hate you have for yourself out on me. This is your mess figure it out and clean it the fuck up if you can even manage to get over your own ego."

<Shaw> Sebastian narrowed his eyes and sized Nord up. "Yeah, that is exactly what I expected."

<Christopher> "Guess I wasn't wrong not liking you. I'm going out for supplies." He shook his head a little. "They both deserve better than you." Chris headed out the door, no plan, no idea what he was searching for but he needed something to do or he would break something.

<Shaw> He didn't have a response for that, so he turned his head just enough to see Nord leave. Sebastian listened until he left the safehouse, then sighed.
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Re: What if...? DoFP

Post by Svartfreja » Mon Jul 22, 2019 12:51 am

<Shaw> With Nord long out of earshot, Sebastian picked up the nearly empty bottle from the floor and took an experimental sniff. Since beggars couldn't be choosers, he downed the contents, set the bottle aside and went to the blanket fort.

<Shaw> Miriam had managed to kick her way out of her covers, as usual, and he knelt to move her back onto her pallet, tucking her in, then turned to look down at Carol.

<Shaw> Sebastian brushed her hair back again, since she'd managed to wriggle away from Miriam's feet. "Let's get you more comfortable, love," he whispered, working his arms beneath her.

<Carol> Carol blinked her eyes open, her brain struggling to drag itself from dream to reality as she caught sight of the dark hair, "Steven...?" she mumbled, confused as she tried to roll away from him.

<Shaw> She was asking for her brother? He couldn't remember for certain. "You should get in bed, Carol," he tried, leaning to catch her.

<Carol> She shook her head, "I don't wanna..." she flailed an arm at him. Rolling onto her hands and knees, she attempted to find her balance.

<Shaw> Pushed off balance, he flailed a little and then caught her from behind. "Carol," he said, dragging out the name.

<Carol> "Shh..." she flailed a hand at him, again attempting to get up. Where the hell was she?

<Shaw> Sebastian lunged forward and wrapped an arm around her shoulders, then threw himself backwards so she would land on top of him. "Shhh," he echoed, "it's fine."

<Carol> She panicked at being dragged back and tried to escape, all limbs flailing this time.

<Shaw> "Carol!" He tightened his hold and pressed his face into her hair. "Please, it's okay, love."

<Carol> She went limp in his arms and lifted her hands to cover her face, then burst into tears as reality caught up with her.

<Shaw> He winced, but forced himself to relax and roll to his side, still holding her. "Carol....shhh..."

<Carol> She curled up and rolled her head to put her face against the blankets, aware enough that she didn't want to wake anyone now. It wasn't Steven but Sebastian that was trying to help her, "I'm sorry...."

<Shaw> "You've got nothing to be sorry for," he said, face still pressed into her hair by her ear.

<Carol> "I didn't want this..." She turned her head a little toward him.

<Shaw> He shifted onto his elbow, looking down at her. "I never wanted to hurt you."

<Carol> "You didn't..." she rubbed at her cheeks with the back of her hand.

<Shaw> Sebastian snorted, then laid down on his side, his arm still around her waist.

<Carol> "I knew it wouldn't last... I just... hoped for longer I guess...." She shifted to lie on her side, facing him, "It wasn't your fault...."

<Shaw> He smiled at her. "Still... it's an unfortunate... situation." Sebastian raised his hand and smoothed her hair back. "You deserve better."

<Carol> She shook her head, "No I don't... I make stupid choices..."

<Shaw> "Carol... I made the choice as well." He tried to catch her eyes in the almost-dark.

<Carol> "I know... but that doesn't make it all your fault... I could have turned you down... I turned Chris down..."

<Shaw> Which did serve to explain some of the man's rancor. "So we both made... unfair choices." He smiled just a little. "Still, I'm thankful. For... what we did have."

<Carol> "Yeah..." she nodded, "Me too.... and now you're gonna get to see your wife again... so yay..."

<Shaw> He smiled, but it faded. "Yeah..." Sebastian smoothed her hair back.

<Carol> "Are you going to tell her...?"

<Shaw> "I promised her long ago we wouldn't keep secrets between us." He frowned. "I don't want to hurt her, either, but I'm afraid it's unavoidable."

<Carol> "You can shift blame to me as much as you want.... I don't mind... she can zap me as much as she wants until she feels better."

<Shaw> "No. I will not." Sebastian hated the idea she even suggested this. "If anyone deserves zapping it's me. You have done nothing but help care for Miriam and... my reputation precedes me."

<Carol> "What reputation?" She frowned a little, "Sebastian... it's not like there are a lot of options.... and Chris... he's had feelings for me for a long time...."

<Shaw> "I spent a decade at the Hellfire Club," he said, shrugging as if that explained everything.

<Carol> "I know about the Hellfire Club... but that's not you anymore... is it?"

<Shaw> "No, I suppose not..." he frowned. "I haven't - there has been no one else, since Jessica..."

<Carol> "And I shouldn't have asked you to... I put you in this position.... I did this."

<Shaw> "But I agreed to it, so this is not your fault." He chuckled a little. "We should agree to share the blame, yes?"

<Carol> "I guess... but I'd rather have most of it... make it easier for you when she gets here..."

<Shaw> "It would be foolish to say this will be easy, for any of us." He frowned. "She has as much cause to shun me as to forgive me."

<Carol> She sighed, looking away into the darkness for a moment, "Okay... well... maybe if I take myself out of the picture for a while... easier for you.... easier for Miriam..."

<Shaw> "Take yourself..." Sebastian caught her chin to force her to look at him. "You mean leave. No."

<Carol> "Why not? It's not like they can do anything to me... I'll just go hang out on the moon or something... I'll be fine... I wouldn't have to leave leave... just... go out a lot more...." she avoided his gaze.

<Shaw> "Your place is here, Carol," he persisted.

<Carol> She shook her head, "I don't have a place..."

<Shaw> "Yes, you do." Sebastian frowned at himself. He was terrible at this. "Miriam adores you, you yourself said Nord has feelings for you, you help keep this group safe and alive..."

<Carol> "Miriam has a proper mom coming back... Chris is better off without me screwing up his life..." She covered her face with her hands, "Sebastian... I don't do anything... I just.... I sit around all day... and I draw terrible pictures and hide canned peaches... Beth is the one protecting us..."

<Shaw> He closed his eyes and held in a sigh. "Carol, we all play a part, but..." Why was this so difficult? "You would be missed."

<Carol> "But you'll all be fine without me... I'm not needed here... and I'm sure as hell not going to be wanted here when Jess gets back... don't pretend otherwise...."

<Shaw> "Please stay," he finally said, craning his neck to again try to catch her eyes.

<Carol> "Why?" She turned her head to look at him.

<Shaw> "Consider it... a personal request?" The corner of his mouth lifted a bit.

<Carol> "You want me to stay here and be miserable? Is that going to make you feel better?"

<Shaw> "No!" Sebastian shot a glance to the others and lowered his voice. "But how is being completely alone going to make you feel better?"

<Carol> "I won't have to look at everyone else being happy..."

<Shaw> Unfortunately, he couldn't quickly think of a response to this. He sighed.

<Carol> Carol was unhappily sobering up. She sat up and ran a hand through her hair, "I never felt like I belonged anywhere... I'm used to it...."

<Shaw> "Carol," he sighed, pushing himself upright as well and running his hand over his face.

<Carol> "What? I'm not even human... I don't remember most of my life before I was out of High School... I don't fit anywhere... and I break things..."

<Shaw> He gave her an exasperated look and shifted closer. "By the current definition, I'm not human either."

<Carol> "Well mine is by the actual definition." She turned her head to look at him again, "The only time I feel remotely normal is when I'm using my powers to help people..."

<Shaw> "Well," he started, reaching to take her hand. "You need to be with people in order to help them then, correct? I don't want to see you unhappy, of course, but I do believe it would be safest for all of us - you included - if we all stay together."

<Carol> "For now..." she gave his hand a small squeeze. "But you guys don't really need my help... not like people out there...."

<Shaw> "I believe we'll need all the help we can get." He smiled slightly at the squeeze. "Jessica is with Viper, yes, but they're not alone."

<Carol> "Who's with her?" She let go of his hand to take off her jacket, leaning around him to put it over Miriam, the heavy leather and fur lining would keep the heat in better. Once it was settled over her, she gently smoothed Miriam's hair back and touched the name stitched into leather before she got to her feet.

<Shaw> Sebastian watched her with a smile, leaning over to kiss Mirriam's forehead before he too stood, indicating they should go out to the living area.

<Carol> She nodded, putting her hands in her jeans pockets before she flopped into a chair and tipped her head back to stare at the cracked concrete ceiling.

<Shaw> He located his previous chair and carried it closer, hoping this chat would end better than his talk with Nord. "Jessica has been caring for Nord's son, Thomas."

<Carol> She let that sink in for a moment, "What happened to Greer?"

<Shaw> "I don't know. She isn't with them, at any rate." He watched her face. "Warren Worthington is also with them, as is a mercenary I once hired to... observe Xavier's. He's a... unstable element." Sebastian brushed off his shirt. "My son Michael is also with them."

<Carol> She lifted her head to look at him, "We're going to need more blankets... like a lot more..."

<Shaw> He snorted softly. "Yes, to say the least."

<Carol> "Well.... Viper's at least useful... and having Thomas around'll help Chris..." she sighed, "But I don't know what use you think I'm going to be when they get here..."

<Shaw> "I'm unsure about that, because Nord... didn't take the news terribly well." He smirked, cocking his head at her. "Although, perhaps that had something to do with the messenger."

<Carol> "Yeah... or me..." she gave him an apologetic look, "Sorry for that too..."

<Shaw> Sebastian shrugged, his smirk spreading into a crooked grin. "Oh, he's never been a fan of me."

<Carol> "No... but he's been so much better since all this.... I told you I break things...." She ran her fingers through her hair, "I'll talk to him....."

<Shaw> "Carol," he said, shaking his head. "I would rather he be angry with me than you. It's a common reaction between us, after all."

<Carol> "He's not going to be angry with me..." she offered him a small smile, "Don't worry about it... besides.... I can take him."

<Shaw> "Oh, I'm quite certain of that," he chuckled. "So, Nord will have... tremendous responsibility shortly. Thomas will need him, and they both will need you, love."

<Carol> "Sounds like Jess has it covered and can probably help out a lot better than I can... pheromones and empathy and all that... all I have going for me is that I'm scratch proof... but Chris heals so...." she shrugged. "I know you want me to stay around.... I just can't figure out why...."

<Shaw> "Well, as you pointed out, when Jessica returns she will have Miriam to comfort, and less time for Thomas."

<Carol> "Sebastian, you and I both know that she'll do both things... and Miriam has you too... and Beth.... and Michael too... I'm just... I'm finding it hard to see where I fit in all this... and it's not here.... not anymore...."

<Shaw> He sighed and crossed his arms over the back of the chair, resting his chin on his arm. "You seem dead set on that opinion, and that course of action. I can't dissuade you in that case."

<Carol> "I'll stay at least until they get here..." she promised, looking over to where Miriam and Beth lay sleeping, "Maybe for a while after... I don't know..."

<Shaw> "Very well, my dear." He studied her profile for a moment, then looked toward the blanket fort as well.

<Carol> After a while, she got up from her chair and moved behind him, wrapping her arms around him.

<Shaw> He reached for her hand and kissed the back of her knuckles.

<Carol> "It was fun while it lasted," she said softly, leaning to press a kiss to his cheek before letting him go. "I think I might go for a walk...."

<Shaw> "It was," he agreed, holding on to her hand. He twisted in the chair to look up at her. "Enjoy your walk. Be careful." After a moment, he smiled and let her go.
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Post by Svartfreja » Mon Jul 22, 2019 1:39 am

<Viper> Viper was feeling pretty good. They were out of the shithole of the camp, she was back in a lab and able to work, she'd made progress with Warren, and Jessica had made contact with Sebastian. Now it was lunch time and she'd made another offer to Warren that she intended to make good on if he wanted her to so she went to find him.

<Warren> Warren had hidden himself away from everyone. He was trying to avoid their sympathy and prying eyes. After the night he and Viper had there was plenty more to stare at him for, other than his missing wings.

<Viper> She located her quarry in her room and peeled off her lab coat, hanging it up on the back of the door. "Are you hungry?"

<Warren> "Not really." Warren tried to lie but his stomach betrayed him by growling.

<Viper> The corner of her mouth lifted in a smirk, "Would you like to help me make lunch?"

<Warren> "Do I have to leave the room?" He stared down at the floor.

<Viper> "Traditionally, lunch is made in the kitchen," she replied, going over to him and brushing a hand over his hair.

<Warren> "Then no, not really." Warren leaned his head into her hand.

<Viper> "I can keep everyone else out while we cook, if that is the issue." She offered him a smile.

<Warren> "I guess." Warren stretched his legs out a little. "Don't blame me if I burn the place down..."

<Viper> "You won't," she promised, "You can be supervised to prevent that."

<Warren> "Guess I don't have my feathers to burn anymore..." He frowned a little, depressing himself again.

<Viper> "Even if you did, the kitchen is more than large enough," she replied, leaning to press a kiss to his cheek.

<Warren> Warren blushed a little at the kiss. "Feathers are flammable... Very."

<Viper> "So is hair but we all manage," she offered him another smile then her hand, "Come on."

<Warren> Warren took her hand until they got to the door and let go of it. "Yeah... I had more feathers than most people have hair."

<Viper> "Did you style them with hairspray?" She raised an eyebrow, "Because that increases the flammable qualities of hair spectacularly."

<Warren> "No... pretty sure that would make it harder to fly."

<Viper> She laughed, "Then don't complain until they're a fire hazard from two feet away." She opened her door and started for the kitchen.

<Warren> Warren followed her along to the kitchen, a little smile on his face. It would be more incriminating if he wasn't fully dressed.

<Viper> "We're making lunch," she announced, "No one else is to enter the kitchen until we're done." She closed the kitchen door behind them.

<Warren> "That sounds like we're going to do something bad..." Warren whispered to her.

<Viper> Viper replied with a smirk, "I know." She headed over to one of the cupboards to take things out.

<Warren> "I'm not going to be able to look anyone in the eyes ever again, am I?" He followed along with her, trying to give her enough space to work.

<Viper> "Why not? Are you ashamed of what we did?" She glanced over at him.

<Warren> "I... uhmm... no?" He blushed bright red. "Just that everyone knows? And heard?" He chewed his lip.

<Viper> "If you enjoyed it, why feel bad about it? I'm sure they'd have done the same given half the chance." She turned to face him, leaning on the counter, "Or perhaps you'd like to help them feel jealous again?"

<Warren> Warren blushed more and fumbled to speak. "Wh...what?"

<Viper> She straightened up to put herself closer to him, "I think you heard me."

<Warren> Warren backed up a little. "I uhmm d...don't know."

<Viper> She laughed again, leaning close quickly to give him a kiss, "Maybe after lunch."

<Warren> Warren turned bright red and returned the kiss after a second. "Uhmm.... I... okay?"

<Viper> "So... would you like anything in particular for lunch?"

<Warren> "Am I supposed to say you?" He was still cherry red. "Uhmm... anything's good, I guess?"

<Viper> She gave another laugh at his reply, "You can say whatever you want."

<Warren> "S...sure we're still talking about cooking?" Warren tried to find a place to hang out, out of the way.

<Viper> She smirked, "Are you?" She ran a finger along some book spines and pulled one down, offering it to him. "Pick one."

<Warren> Warren took the book and looked through it, just turning the pages slowly. "Maybe?"

<Viper> "The two things aren't necessarily mutually exclusive." She raised an eyebrow at him.

<Warren> Warren tried to ignore the flirting with the cook book, trying to find something. His face giving away that he was a little flustered.

<Viper> She was amused that he was flustered and turned to put some coffee on while he looked through the book.

<Warren> "Tease..." He muttered as he flipped through the book. "Dunno..."

<Viper> She giggled, "It's not teasing if you have every intention of following through on a request."

<Warren> "I... I guess." He chewed his lip and picked something out of the book and showed her.

<Viper> She took the book and read through his selection. "I suppose now is the time I show you the rest of the facility..."

<Warren> "Huh?" Warren blushed more, not sure if that was sexual or not.

<Viper> She put the book down and beckoned him over to the patch of bare wall by the fridge. "I don't know about you, but I much prefer fresh vegetables to frozen." She placed her hand on the wall, activating a bio sensor and opening a concealed door.

<Warren> "Oh uhmm okay." Warren realized she wasn't flirting and followed her to the door.

<Viper> "Have you ever seen anything so beautiful?" She asked, moving aside to reveal the large underground garden that was well tended robotically.

<Warren> "Yes..." He thought about Heather, which made him depressed now. Warren's feelings took a dark spiral as he thought about his best friend and everything that had happened since he saw her last.

<Viper> Viper raised an eyebrow at him at the response, then passed him a basket. "Follow me."

<Warren> Warren took the basket without a word and followed her. He was in his little auto-pilot mode again. "Yeah..."

<Viper> Viper picked the required items from the plants and placed them carefully in the basket, "Are you alright?"

<Warren> "Yeah sorry... Just bad thoughts I guess..." He ran a hand through his hair, still holding the basket for her.

<Viper> "Anything I can do to help?" She paused, turning to look at him and lifting a hand to his cheek.

<Warren> "Dunno..." Warren just shrugged a little. He didn't want to talk about it. "Lets just uhmm cook..."

<Viper> "Alright." She pressed a kiss to his other cheek and led the way back to the kitchen.

<Warren> Warren just received the kiss and went back into the kitchen to set down the produce so she could use it. "Yeah..." He felt worse and worse the more he thought about it. On top of feeling bad about not knowing what had happened to Heather, he felt like he had betrayed his feelings for her by sleeping with Viper.

<Viper> She washed the vegetables in the sink and set them out on the counter. "Now. The first thing we need to do is chop these," she gestured to them, "Do you have any knife skills?"

<Warren> "No... I used to have wings for that." He frowned. Everything was making him feel bad today.

<Viper> "You used wing blades for cooking?" she raised an eyebrow at him.

<Warren> "For cutting..." He shrugged. "They were sharp."

<Viper> "Well they probably weren't hygeinic for food anyway so..." she pulled a knife from the magnetic wall block, "Would you like a demonstration?"

<Warren> "I guess?" He didn't think he would be very good at this.

<Viper> She lined up one of the veggies and got to work, showing him how to slice it - much slower than she would have normally. "If you like to keep your fingers, learn to curl them like this while you chop. Then you can speed up." She showed him that also then dumped the chopped veggies into a pot.

<Warren> "I do like my fingers." He watched her, trying to figure out what she was doing.

<Viper> "Try to keep the tip down," she offered him the knife, handle first, "It'll make it faster."

<Warren> Warren took the knife from her, carefully. "Uhmm okay." He started to make a few chops that were very uneven.

<Viper> While he worked on veggies, Viper went to work on the meat. "Cooking is a valuable skill. Everyone should know how. It's a crime that people aren't taught."

<Warren> "I didn't need to cook until all of this happened..." He kept trying to chop up the vegetables, leaving random slivers from where he messed up.

<Viper> "Everyone needs to cook," she told him, gesturing with her own knife, "If not to survive then to impress someone later."

<Warren> "Didn't need to cook to impress people." Warren smirked a little.

<Viper> She smirked over at him, "Then, perhaps as a precursor to something more interesting."

<Warren> "Huh?" Warren kept chopping the veggies, getting a little better with each one until he was done.

<Viper> "Some women really like a man who can cook," she told him, "Even if you can only make one thing really well."

<Warren> "Ahh." He put the knife down. "Uhmm I'm done."

<Viper> "Good. Now, look in the book and see what else you can add," she instructed.

<Warren> "Uhmm... okay?" Warren looked through the book for what else he needed. "I uhmm don't know where any of this is."

<Viper> "So look for it," she told him, "There is a spice rack over there," she pointed, "Everything else is nearby."

<Warren> "Alright..." Warren grabbed a few spices that were mentioned in the recipe and then went looking for everything else.

<Viper> "This is all cooking really is. You learn like everything else. Follow instructions until you can do without and then you can start making your own. Once you're used to how the flavours interract with each other."

<Warren> "I guess... It doesn't look that good right now." He looked at all the ingredients combined. "If I kill someone, I'm blaming you..."

<Viper> "You're not going to kill anyone with vegetables and dry ingredients." She rolled her eyes, "This is what can kill you if you don't do it properly," she gestured at the meat on the counter.

<Warren> "Ahh... so your turn then?" He started to put away all the extra stuff.

<Viper> "You can watch me for now," she offered him a smile, "Until you learn to tell when the meat is cooked all the way through and safe to eat."

<Warren> "Okay." He moved over to where he could watch her.

<Viper> Viper carefully trimmed the remaining fat from the joint and started to tie it up with string. "Jessica is a very good cook. She used to teach some of the students at the school in her free time... I think more people should have signed up for those classes."

<Warren> "I was usually too busy with classwork. I started a little late." Warren watched her. "Plus I really only knew Jessica as Sebastian's wife... He was kind of my hero..."

<Viper> She rolled her eyes, "He should be no one's hero."

<Warren> Warren raised an eyebrow at that. "Why? He was an amazing business man. Some of the acquisitions he made were just amazing."

<Viper> She shook her head, "None of that matters now." She finished tying up the joint and set it on top of the veggies in the pot then turned the heat on under it.

<Warren> "Yeah... pretty much invalidates all the work I did in college." He sighed.

<Viper> Viper went to wash her hands after she put the lid on the pot and clean up the mess on the counters, "Which is why I have offered to teach you new skills."

<Warren> "Thanks." Warren followed her and washed off the spices and things stuck to his hands. "Now we wait?"

<Viper> "Whilst occasionally stiring and turning the meat to keep it moist and make sure it cooks evenly." She nodded slowly as she spoke.

<Warren> "Sounds boring..." He leaned up against the counter.

<Viper> "Well usually I do something else while I wait... read a book... take a shower... work perhaps..."

<Warren> "Ahh..." Warren wondered what he could do.

<Viper> "Do you have any better ideas?"

<Warren> "No? Not really... at a loss for things to do." He shrugged.

<Viper> "Then you're not being very creative," she chastised, "There were some suggestions before lunch..."

<Warren> "Oh uhmm..." Warren blushed red. "You have something in mind... I guess?"

<Viper> "Well I am in a teaching mood.... what would you like to learn next?" She moved over to him, sliding her hands across his waist.

<Warren> "I uhmm d...dunno." He bit his lip, smiling a little as her arms wrapped around him.

<Viper> "Pick something. Anything you want. I promise not to say no."
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Re: What if...? DoFP

Post by Svartfreja » Tue Jul 30, 2019 9:42 pm

<Carol> Carol stood on the roof watching the skies for trouble while Beth kept her informed on how close the others were to the building. So far everything was clear while Beth guided them in psychicly but it was hard to relax. It wasn't going to be an easy day.

<Shaw> Miriam was excited, so keeping her distracted and calm was taking up much of Sebastian's time. It was also taking his mind off his concerns.

<Christopher> Chris watched from the door of their building, waiting for any signs of something going south so he'd at least be ready. The whole time he just hoped this would all go smoothly.

<Jessica> The link grew stronger the nearer they got. Jess was surprised Viper had allowed Beth into her mind but she supposed it probably helped that she wasn't Sebastian. Thomas had no idea what lay ahead of them and he seemed especially nervous the deeper into the city they ventured. He was currently a small quivering ball buried in a blanket in her arms.

<Shaw> "They're close now," he reassured Miriam, straightening up from his position helping her color a picture for her mother. Sebastian could feel Jessica again, and now she was close enough he could probably... Jessie?

<Jessica> The voice in her mind was a surprise but a nice one, Hello, Stranger.

<Shaw> He had to brush his hand over his face, but then smiled. Hello, love.

<Warren> Warren followed close to Viper. This walking thing had lost it's novelty very quickly.

<Jessica> "We're close..." Jess told the others, "I'm in range of Sebastian...." It's good to have you back in my head...

<Shinobi> "Do you want me to carry him?" Obi nodded at the bundle in Jess' arms, breaking the silence at the same time as she did. His eyebrows shot up. "That close, huh?"

<Jessica> She shook her head, "He's frightened.... I'm trying to keep him calm... don't think he likes the city much." She gave Thomas a cuddle.

<Viper> "I'm sure it smells far worse to him than it does to us."

<Shaw> Yes... I missed this... Miriam was watching him now, her eyes wide. "I'm talking to mommy. Should I tell her hello from you?" At the ear-splitting squeal and enthusiastic hug, he laughed. Someone else missed you, too, he sent, sharing Miriam's excitement with his wife.

<Warren> "Guess beggers can't be choosers?" Warren sighed. Why did they leave the comfort of the safehouse?

<Shinobi> He nodded absently and looked around, hitching the strap of the bag higher on his shoulder. "Speaking of beggars, isn't it weird that it's so... abandoned?"

<Jessica> She smiled to herself, I missed her too. I can't wait to give her lots of cuddles.

<Viper> "No. Not really." Viper had been looking into the situation in the outside world during her time in the safe house. "There have been a lot of clashes between mutants and their hunting groups..."

<Shinobi> That was hardly reassuring. He shifted the bag again and moved between Jess and the street.

<Shaw> Sebastian smirked. I require cuddles too.

<Viper> "Apparently humans are worried we're contagious so when mutants are found living in an area, the area gets abandoned fairly quickly afterward... then more mutants move in and this happens..." she gestured around them.

<Jessica> And you'll get them as soon as we don't have an audience.

<Warren> Warren was basically Viper's shadow. He had his powers back but still didn't feel powerful anymore.

<Shinobi> "Then why are we coming here?" He shot Viper a look. "Isn't it painting a target on our backs?"

<Viper> "We have a target on our backs wherever we go... Would you rather not be reunited with your father and sister?" She raised an eyebrow at him.

<Warren> "I would have rather stayed in the safehouse..." Warren muttered through a frown.

<Shinobi> "That's not what I mean. Couldn't we have had them come to us? Or just... sent a couple of people to assess the situation?"

<Shaw> That's easier said than done here, I'm afraid, but we'll manage. He was still smiling, holding Miriam on his knee. The relief of having Jessica back in his mind again was pushing aside all his worries. Sebastian got up, pacing with Miriam.

<Viper> "And we'll be at another soon enough," she assured Warren before turning to Michael, "Are you suggesting you'd have allowed me to leave for weeks and not complained about it?" She was skeptical.

<Daken> Daken skirted around just a little way from them all. With his powers, scouting came easily to him.

<Jessica> "I think I'd rather we all stay together anyway.... at least then we know everyone is safe... and we're almost there now." She reached to give Michael a one-armed hug as they walked. It was easier said than done in the safe house but that didn't stop Viper.....

<Shinobi> He sighed but kept his thoughts to himself, smiling a little at Jess' hug.

<Shaw> I did not need to know that. His nose wrinkled, and then he did a mental head count. Wait. It wasn't with Michael was it?

<Warren> "Safe.... yeah..." Warren was starting to get skittish. He didn't like being in the open like this.

<Jessica> Jess laughed out loud at that question, Don't be stupid. He trusts her about as much as you do.

<Shinobi> He cast a sideways look at his stepmother. "Sebastian? Tell him hello then, since he's apparently so funny."

<Jessica> She giggled again, Michael says hi.

<Shaw> He's a smart man then. He could sense her amusement and it made him grin, bouncing Miriam.

<Shaw> And hi to him as well.

<Beth> "They're nearly here," Beth announced, "She can see the building."

<Shaw> Miriam clapped and squirmed to get down and finish her drawing.

<Jessica> "He says hi back." She gave Michael a smile.

<Carol> Carol could see them now so she headed back down to the others. Slowly.

<Viper> "We're almost there," she pointed at the building.

<Christopher> Chris finally spotted them and tried to wave for them to show them where the entrance was. "Finally some good news." He was beyond excited to see his son.

<Jessica> Jess sped up a little when Viper pointed out the building, feeling Thomas reorient himself in his mobile blanket fort. "Do you smell someone familiar, hmm?"

<Shaw> Sebastian cast a glance toward the roof, where he knew Carol was watching, and headed for the stairs. Miriam was babbling and drawing frantically so he let her finish. A few moments alone with Jessica would be wonderful.

<Daken> Daken was already in the building scoping it out and seeing just how insecure this place was. "Ugh... how have they survived..."

<Beth> "That'd be me." Beth raised a hand in a wave, rising from her seat.

<Jessica> Thomas' head popped out of the bundle of blanket and he blinked at Chris.

<Daken> "Well, hello there." Daken gave the girl a smirk. "You must be quite skilled."

<Christopher> "Thomas! Hey buddy." Chris' smile grew from ear to ear, tears welling up in his eyes.

<Beth> She shrugged a shoulder, "I guess I am."

<Jessica> Thomas bounded out of the bundle and pounced on Chris, "He's... kind of gone a little feral... I've been trying to help him out...." Jess explained as she caught up, offering Chris the blanket, "He seems to understand most of what's said to him though...."

<Christopher> Chris squeezed his son tightly. "Ugh you've gotten so big buddy!"

<Shaw> Sebastian stopped when he saw Nord, because just beyond him was Jessica, with Nord's son. He heard Beth upstairs, and an unfamiliar male voice, but it didn't process. Jessica was here. She was alive. He couldn't breathe. You're really here...

<Jessica> Passing off the blanket to Chris, Jess looked past him to Sebastian and smiled. Did you think you were imagining it? She stepped around Chris and walked toward her husband.

<Shaw> He just nodded, weakly, moving toward her without remembering how he did it. "Yeah... a little..." Why was his vision blurry?

<Jessica> Closing the distance, Jess wrapped her arms around him tightly, breathing him in. "I missed you."

<Carol> Carol moved past them without a word, going to greet the others and help them with their luggage. It seemed Viper liked to be prepared.

<Shaw> "I missed you... so much." His voice hitched and he clung to her, burying his face between her neck and shoulder. She was really here.

<Shinobi> He looked at his parents and decided to give them their moment. "Carol, hello," he said, smirking a bit.

<Carol> "Hey," she smiled, "Can I help you with that?" She gestured at the bag. "Looks heavy."

<Warren> Warren just kept close to Viper. He didn't want any touching or really any interaction at all with any of them. "D...don't let them touch me. Please..." Warren whispered to Viper.

<Viper> "If that's what you wan't, I'll make sure to get in the way," she promised quietly, shrugging her own bag off her shoulders.

<Shinobi> He wasn't opposed to handing one over, and resettled his other. "How... is it here?"

<Carol> She shrugged, "It's fine, I guess... little chilly but I went out and found some blankets and warm clothes for you guys so that shouldn't be too much of an issue." She shouldered the bag and gestured to the stairs, "Got any canned peaches in here?"

<Christopher> Chris cuddled his son for a little longer before taking him and the blanket up to their shelter. "I missed you so much buddy."
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Re: What if...? DoFP

Post by Svartfreja » Tue Jul 30, 2019 9:43 pm

<Carol> While everyone was getting used to being around each other again, Carol was making herself scarce. She was happy for everyone that had been reunited with their family members but she was still feeling awkward about everything. She stood on the roof, looking out at the ruins of the city, hands in her jacket pockets. It was probably going to snow soon.

<Shinobi> There was only so much family time Obi could take, and Viper and Warren's relationship - or whatever - was just... weird. Either way, Obi was restless and explored their new hideout, finding himself on the roof. The problem was, he wasn't alone up here. Obi stood and watched Carol's back for a moment, debating just going back the way he'd come.

<Carol> Carol turned her head a little, hearing the movement, "Hey..." She pushed a hand through her hair as she turned around, "Did you get lost?"

<Shinobi> "Hey." The wind caught his hair and he tossed it out of his eyes, forced to resort to using his hand to shove it aside. "Nah, I just..." Obi used the hand to wave behind him. "I'm over the love fest."

<Carol> "Oh..." she offered a half smile and an understanding nod, "Can't promise it's better up here... it's probably pretty cold."

<Shinobi> He smirked. "Literally or figuratively?"

<Carol> "Both if you keep up the attitude," she replied, mirroring the expression back at him. "If you're cold, there's a pile of warm clothes and blankets downstairs... or, if you don't want to walk that far..." she gestured at herself, "Walking heater right here."

<Shinobi> "Well, I'm not freezing yet," he said, sliding his hands into his pockets and venturing out further onto the roof. It was cold, but right now he didn't care.

<Carol> "Offer's open if you change your mind..." she offered another smile, turning back toward the city. "So, which bit are you over...?"

<Shinobi> He stopped beside her and hunched his shoulders, blowing out a breath. "I don't know... all of it?"

<Carol> "It's good to know everyone's safe though... even if it's not all the everyones...." She glanced at him.

<Shinobi> Obi looked down at the ledge of the building, jaw tense. "Yeah."

<Carol> "Trying to be thankful for the little things all the time is exhausting though, huh?" She exhaled, sending a visible plume of warm air over the edge of the building.

<Shinobi> He kicked at the loose gravel on the roof.

<Carol> She looked down at the sound, hunching her shoulders and letting the wind toss her hair around, "I'll just... stop talking..."

<Shinobi> After a few moments of tense silence, he looked over at her. "What the fuck happened?"

<Carol> She lifted a hand to brush her hair out of her face so she could raise an eyebrow at him, "You're gonna have to be a little more specific...."

<Shinobi> "You were SHIELD. You worked for the government. How the fuck did things go to shit so fast? How can people change so much?" He was on a roll now, and kicked at the low wall. "Tony was trying to make things better, and now... nobody even knows where he is..."

<Carol> "Oh that... yeah I don't know..." she shook her head, "I mean... it's never really been that hard to stir up trouble against mutants..."

<Shinobi> "How can he just be gone? He was the President! He's rich as fuck! He can't just... disappear."

<Carol> "He's rich as fuck. Of course he can just disappear. That's what they do."

<Shinobi> "Yeah, that worked out for my father, didn't it?"

<Carol> "Pretty sure Jess would refuse to leave... at least until she knew you were safe... family's more important to her than her own safety...."

<Shinobi> "Stupid-" he cut himself off, kicking at the wall again.

<Carol> "Yeah... well...." she shrugged. "Plenty of stupid around here..."

<Shinobi> "Hope was the same way," he blurted. "So worried about us getting Tony in trouble, but didn't want to leave him..."

<Carol> "Wow... epic genius logic right there... stupid geniuses thinking they know everything..."

<Shinobi> "That's how I ended up here. And I have no fucking clue where Hope and Tony are." He looked over at her, then sighed and smiled slightly. "I know I should just be happy I found Jess, and my father and Miriam. And Viper, since she got us out of that hellhole, but..." Obi made a face and looked away.

<Carol> "Kinda finding it hard to see why everyone is so hard on her right now... I mean... she's spent all day making this place a whole lot more deadly to tresspassers..." and she wasn't that bad to look at either but she supposed she should keep that to herself.

<Shinobi> "I... suppose I'm just... wary? But yeah, she's done nothing but help me since she found me at the camp, so..." He shrugged. "I don't have a problem with Viper. Not really."

<Carol> "I get it though... the frustration... the not knowing....."

<Shinobi> "Yeah," he looked up at her. "That's exactly it. I have no idea if Hope is okay, or where she is. She could be in a camp, she could be in the woods in Alaska. I just don't fucking know."

<Carol> "I'd offer to search Alaska but... I might be a while...." She chewed her lip, "I don't know what's worse... knowing where they are and not how they are... or not knowing where they are...."

<Shinobi> "Well, and you have the super telepath here and she couldn't find Jess apparently," he said, pulling a hand free from his pocket to wave. Obi had learned that much during their catch-up yesterday.

<Carol> "Yeah... they probably have telepath defences active at the camps... she had trouble getting through to Jess when you were at Viper's place too... Guess she also has telepath defences."

<Shinobi> "And Hope has her own defenses." He kicked at the rocks again, but this time only half-heartedly. "It's... a big hole in my head."

<Carol> "Yeah..." She wasn't sure what else to say to that.

<Shinobi> It made watching his father and Jess even more galling. He winced, then choked on a sharp laugh and shook his head.

<Carol> "I'm sorry... I'm not great company right now...."

<Shinobi> He looked up at her, surprised. "It's not you."

<Carol> "Promise?"

<Shinobi> "Yeah," he said, laughing a little. "I'm not great company either. I should be happy for... everybody." Obi gestured toward the downstairs. "But..."

<Carol> "Yeah... I get it.... Why do you think I'm up here?"

<Shinobi> "Well that works out," he snorted. "We can both be bitter out in the cold."

<Carol> "Misery does love company..." she agreed, "Speaking of cold.... aren't you?"

<Shinobi> "Yeah, now that I brought it up, of course - it's fucking freezing." Obi shook his head and laughed.

<Carol> She laughed, shrugging off her jacket and offering it out to him, "Here... it's a flight jacket so... well, and I've been wearing it...."

<Shinobi> "I guess I can't turn down a little heat." He took the jacket and slung it over his shoulders. If he had kept his hands in his pockets it wouldn't have been so bad.

<Carol> "If you need any more, I can either hug you or point you to the stairs."

<Shinobi> He made a face at the stairs. "I guess that means we'll be hugging then."

<Carol> She spread her arms a little and gestured for him to come closer. "I'm not opposed to hugs... not mad at them."

<Shinobi> Obi laughed a little to himself and moved over to her. "Nope, nothing wrong with a hug."
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Post by Svartfreja » Tue Jul 30, 2019 9:44 pm

<Shaw> The last day had been a whirlwind. Sebastian happily sat and watched Miriam draw while Jessica helped her. Michael was nearby, though he wasn't sure exactly where. His family was together, finally. Mostly. Hope and Tony... they would figure it out, but for now he was happy.

<Shaw> He smiled to himself and reached over, running his fingers through Jessica's hair, just happy he could touch her again. It's so short...

<Jessica> I think I prefer it this length.... She turned her head and smiled at him, cuddling Miriam on her knee while she drew pictures. It was shorter originally....

<Shaw> They cut it? He shifted closer behind her and leaned in to kiss her temple, lingering there to nuzzle her hair and smiling again. At least it's blonde...

<Jessica> No... I did... self defence.... She leaned into him a little, It was pretty.... horrible in there...

<Shaw> Sebastian moved in behind her to let her rest against his chest. I'm so sorry, love. He slid his arms around her waist, happy to let Miriam chatter to herself and color her latest abstract creation.

<Jessica> It wasn't your fault... and I was lucky because I could defend myself. Once they knew that they mostly left me alone... Viper had it a lot worse. She settled back against him and sighed, She just let it happen... until a few weeks before we escaped anyway.

<Shaw> Mostly? He fixated on that one word, imagining all variety of horrors. It made him swallow and tighten his arms around her.

<Jessica> Well there were new people all the time so... she shrugged a shoulder, They liked to test boundaries.

<Shaw> I tried to find you, love. I'm so sorry I didn't. He nuzzled her, kissing her hair again.

<Jessica> Well I'm okay... I think all the experiences in my life helped... She closed her eyes for a moment, enjoying the feeling of having him there. At least there was heating in there even if the food was beyond terrible.

<Shaw> Well, we have no heat here, but we have canned peaches. Sebastian chuckled to himself. Experiences? That led his mind to all sorts of other terrible scenarios. I don't wish to press you, but if you need to talk about... anything... please don't hesitate, love.

<Jessica> I'm fine, really. I can leave all that where it is and not have to think about it again. She snuggled into him, What about here? Are you all okay? I keep feeling... Carol's not okay... she's hurting a lot... did something happen you're not saying?

<Shaw> Sebastian drew in a surprised breath. He hadn't thought about Carol since Jessica arrived, which made him wince.

<Jessica> Jess shifted to look at him, raising an eyebrow, So there is something?

<Shaw> He caught her gaze and pressed his lips together. It's... my fault. Of course, he'd planned to tell Jessica about Carol and what had happened between them, but... now? Sebastian closed his eyes to gather his thoughts.

<Jessica> Now she was even more confused. She shifted Miriam off her lap and asked Beth if she wouldn't mind watching her for a little while then got up and gestured for Sebastian to follow her.

<Shaw> Forced to scramble back from them, Sebastian could only get up and follow her. He rubbed both hands over his face. This was not how he'd imagined telling her this.

<Jessica> Once they were alone and in a place the sound wouldn't carry to the others, she pulled him into a hug. "What happened?"

<Shaw> He was more than a little afraid this would be the last hug he'd receive, so Sebastian closed his eyes and held her tighter. "I... promised you no secrets between us, yes?"

<Jessica> She nodded, shifting to rest her head on his shoulder, "We both made that promise."

<Shaw> "I know," he nodded. After a moment, he took a deep breath. "I'm... I made a mistake, Jessica," he said, pulling back to see her face.

<Jessica> This didn't lessen her confusion at all and she lifted her head to look at him, "What do you mean?"

<Shaw> Sebastian licked his lips and raised a hand to her face, cupping her cheek and running his thumb over her skin. "I know this should not be an excuse, but... I was... lonely." He paused to swallow and avoided her eyes. "I was afraid, I think..."

<Jessica> "Sebastian... what happened?" She was starting to guess but she wanted to hear it for herself.

<Shaw> "Carol... she helped me so much with Miriam... and I knew..." He cleared his throat. "It was..." Why was this so difficult? Once upon a time he wouldn't have cared about the consequences. "It was only physical," he said, though he knew that wasn't quite accurate either.

<Jessica> Jess blinked at him, "Are you saying you slept with her?"

<Shaw> He met her eyes and nodded. "I'm sorry, love."

<Jessica> "Was it just the once?"

<Shaw> "No." Sebastian looked down. "It was... for a while." He winced, deciding he needed to tell her the whole truth. "I care for her, but I don't love her. I never stopped looking for you, and she knew that."

<Jessica> Jess bowed her head while she absorbed this information. She wasn't sure how she felt about it. Once she could have dismissed without a second thought... but multiple times was something different.

<Shaw> Sebastian swallowed again and looked away. His arm was still around her, his hand still on her shoulder near her neck, and he wondered if he should let her go. He didn't want to let her go. Closing his eyes, he tried to fight down his fear.

<Jessica> The fact that she knew how much Carol was hurting wasn't helping the matter. She bit her lip and looked up at him, also feeling his fear. "I'm not going to just stop loving you..."

<Shaw> He let out a nervous laugh, but choked it off. "I hope not." Brushing back her hair, he rested his hand on her cheek again. "I love you, Jessie, and I'm so very sorry I..." Sebastian took a deep breath, then blew it out. "I lost hope I would find you... for a while, I think. I..." He shook his head.

<Jessica> She nodded, leaning her cheek into his hand, "I understand... I just.... didn't expect to hear that...."

<Shaw> "I didn't expect to do it," he said in a rush of breath, shaking his head.

<Jessica> A small frown creased her brow, "You weren't going to tell me?"

<Shaw> "That's not what I meant." He tilted his head to look at her, thumb brushing her cheekbone. "Of course I was going to tell you. I meant I hadn't intended... to have sex with Carol."

<Jessica> She laughed, shaking her head, "Well I'd hope not..."

<Shaw> "It just... happened. She asked me if I was sure, and I said I wasn't, but..." He sighed. "I also didn't intend to hurt her."

<Jessica> She sighed, turning serious again, "She's hurting a lot... I don't know if it's all your fault... it's like.... there's an emptiness there...."

<Shaw> "She misses her family, and I know she's concerned how you will see her." Sebastian leaned in and kissed her forehead since she hadn't pulled away from him yet.

<Jessica> Jess stepped close to him again, wrapping her arms back around him, "How can I feel anything except sorry for her when I know how much pain she's in?"

<Shaw> Sebastian smiled and slid his fingers into her hair and his other arm around her waist. "She wants to leave. I asked she not."

<Jessica> "Do you think she really wants to leave or it's just a reaction to all this?"

<Shaw> "I don't know. She thinks she isn't needed here. Miriam cares for her as well - she was very good with her." He rested his forehead on her shoulder. "She was there for her when... I'm afraid I wasn't."

<Jessica> Jess frowned again, "Well... then... I suppose we should find some way to let her know she is needed in case she still feels that way... and you should reassure her I'm not angry with her."

<Shaw> "She suggested I should blame it all on her and direct you to her for zapping." He smirked a bit, resting his forehead against Jessica's.

<Jessica> Jess sighed, "Maybe that's why she wants to leave... maybe she feels like she needs to punish herself..."

<Shaw> "Perhaps. She insisted this was all her fault, although I told her I was responsible for my own... indiscretions." He sighed as well, stroking her hair. "And again, I am sorry for that..."

<Jessica> "It's okay... let's not talk about it anymore..." she shifted to give him a proper hug, holding on tight. "The whole world's gone crazy, no use pretending any of this is normal."

<Shaw> "That's... accurate." Sebastian relaxed, burying his face in the crook of her neck for a moment to breathe her in and calm himself. I couldn't get through to Carol when I last talked to her, but I can try again.

<Jessica> Jess nodded, closing her eyes, Well now you have the advantage that you told me and it's okay.

<Shaw> He nodded. I'll talk to her. Although he wasn't sure what to say.
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Post by Svartfreja » Tue Jul 30, 2019 9:45 pm

<Carol> Carol had hardly moved from the roof in the couple of days since the reunion and today was no different. She was sat on the edge of the roof today because it was windier than ever and she rested her hands either side of her watching the clouds gather overhead.

<Shaw> Sebastian layered up and found a jacket to wear while taking his time getting to the roof. While he was thankful Jessica was willing to overlook his error, he still didn't really know what to say to Carol.

<Carol> It was tempting to just go now but she didn't want to leave without saying goodbye somehow and she was still in two minds about how to do that.

<Shaw> Finally he stood in the doorway, watching Carol sit on the wall. Not wishing to startle her, he scuffed his foot against the rough roof and started toward her.

<Carol> Hearing the sound, she turned her head to see who it was and frowned a little, her grip tightening on the wall. She turned her attention back to the clouds.

<Shaw> Sebastian's brows shot up at the crushing grip. The sound of the ledge protesting its treatment drowned out his footsteps. "Carol..."

<Carol> "You want something?" She asked, eyes still on the clouds.

<Shaw> "I wanted to talk to you." He stayed out of her reach, hovering near the edge.

<Carol> "About what?" She dusted her hands off on her jeans and stuck them in her jacket pockets.

<Shaw> Sebastian carefully lowered himself down on the ledge, a respectful distance from her. "You've been... avoiding everyone. I was just... concerned."

<Carol> "Not really feeling very sociable right now...." she hunched her shoulders and dropped her gaze to her knees.

<Shaw> He sighed a little, watching her profile. "Miriam asked if you were okay."

<Carol> She pulled a face. Really? He was going to use the kid against her? "What did you tell her?"

<Shaw> "I said everyone was very busy right now." It was the best non-answer he could give since his ability to spin half-truths to his own benefit seemed to have fled. Dammit.

<Carol> "Figured she'd be too busy hanging out with her family to notice..."

<Shaw> "She wasn't so busy she couldn't notice you were missing." She'd definitely noticed when she wanted to show Carol a drawing and realized she wasn't there.

<Carol> "I'm not missing... I'm just up here... where I spent most of my time with her before it got too cold."

<Shaw> He shifted, tucking his hands into his pockets and studying the clouds. "And cold it certainly is up here..."

<Carol> "Yeah..." she looked up again, "It's probably going to snow soon..."

<Shaw> "Joy of joys." He stared at the sky, thinking.

<Carol> "I'm kind of looking forward to it... I know everyone else'll hate it...."

<Shaw> "Are you?" Sebastian glanced over at her, eyebrow raised.

<Carol> She shrugged a shoulder, "I like snow."

<Shaw> "It's beautiful to look at... but I would prefer to be somewhere better insulated against it when it comes."

<Carol> "Yeah... I don't have to worry about that so much.... But I think I'd probably still like snow... good memories."

<Shaw> "Oh?" He tilted his head to encourage her.

<Carol> She sighed, "I don't really have a lot of memories from before Rogue... most are kind of hazy... but a lot of the good ones involve snow..."

<Shaw> "I suppose I enjoy skiiing, from time to time." He gave her a sharp-toothed grin. "I was made to play hockey, in terms of cold-weather contact sports. Much... faster than football. More interesting bloodsport."

<Carol> "I'm from Boston. I know hockey." She shook her head, "But I like baseball... mostly because it pisses my dad off that I like the Yankees...."

<Shaw> "And I'm from Pittsburgh, we know hockey better," he laughed. "For my adopted second home I can accept the Yankees."

<Carol> "Pfft. Says you. You can't even handle the cold."

<Shaw> "I can handle it, I just don't like it," he clarified.

<Carol> "Whiner." She gave him a shove.

<Shaw> Apparently he hadn't gotten far enough out of her reach. Startled, he rocked, then laughed, his automatic response at the tip of his tongue.

<Carol> "No more snow-hating." It was the only thing she had to look forward to at the moment.

<Shaw> "Yes ma'am," he recovered with a chuckle.

<Shaw> Sebastian tilted his head again at the insight. Carol wasn't shielding very well. He sighed, supposing he should get on with it, but still hesitant.

<Carol> "Don't Ma'am me either. Makes me feel old."

<Shaw> "I'm older than you, if you recall." He grinned. "I'm simply using the manners my mother taught me."

<Carol> "I'd rather you 'sir' me than 'ma'am' me."

<Shaw> "Hardly sir..." His eyebrow quirked and his eyes dropped for just a moment.

<Carol> She laughed, "It's perfectly normal to sir a woman in the military."

<Shaw> "Mmmhmm." Sebastian cleared his throat.

<Carol> She'd noticed the drop of his eyeline and looked away belatedly, "So... anything else? Or did you just come up so you could reassure Miriam I'm not dead?"

<Shaw> He licked his lips and shifted his weight again, balling his fists in the pockets. "I wanted you to know I told Jessica."

<Carol> "Oh..." she took a deep breath, "And...?"

<Shaw> "She isn't angry at you, Carol," he said, looking over at her. "She doesn't blame you."

<Carol> Carol turned her head to look at him, "Why the hell not?"

<Shaw> He raised a brow. "Why do you think she should?"

<Carol> "Because I slept with her husband?"

<Shaw> "My dear, it's not as if you forced me." He sighed. "I am the one at fault."

<Carol> "I thought we agreed we both were."

<Shaw> "We were - we are," he said with a nod. "We were consenting adults." Sebastian shifted again, blowing out a breath. "It's not as if she's pleased by the news, but... she understands."

<Carol> "Understands?" She repeated in disbelief, "Either you're one lucky bastard or she's lying."

<Shaw> He laughed softly. "I am a very lucky bastard indeed." Withdrawing a hand from a pocket, he tapped his temple. "We can't easily lie to one another, not with this." He smiled. "I don't deserve her."

<Carol> "Well... I'm glad I didn't fuck up your marriage.... Good to know..."

<Shaw> "I'm very glad as well," he agreed, rubbing his exposed hand down his thigh and drumming his fingers. "Our link is also... enhanced by her abilities," he started.

<Carol> "Yeah?" She didn't know why he was telling her this. "That's... good?"

<Shaw> He smiled a bit at her obvious confusion - neither of their gifts were necessary to see that. "I have telepathy, of course, and she has empathy..."

<Carol> She nodded, "Mmhmm... I know.... why are you telling me this?"

<Shaw> "Because, she knows you're... upset."

<Carol> "Oh great..." so now she was going to have to deal with pity from everyone on top of how crap she felt? Wonderful.

<Shaw> Sebastian moved just a bit closer. "Carol, it's not pity," he said softly.

<Carol> "The hell it isn't." She looked away as her voice cracked and bit down on her lip.

<Shaw> "It isn't." He moved again and slid his arm around her shoulders. "You're a good friend, and it's concern."

<Carol> "Sure feels like pity..." she sighed and leaned against him.

<Shaw> "Well, it isn't." He relaxed a bit, sending his reassurance to Jessica. "I care for you. Everyone does. It doesn't take empathy or telepathy to see that you're in pain, and to want to help."

<Carol> "Well fine... but I doubt there's a way to fix this so you may as well just give up."

<Shaw> Sebastian rolled his eyes and heaved a sigh.

<Carol> "Well do you have any suggestions? Because I'm all out of ideas."

<Shaw> "I don't, no, but you helped me retain my sanity in so many ways, my dear... allow me to try to repay you?"

<Carol> "How are you intending to do that?" She turned her head, frowning at him, "Because the last way didn't end so well."

<Shaw> "It went quite well for a while," he chuckled, but let his smile fade. "I don't know, but I want to help."

<Carol> She sighed, "Good luck with that."
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Post by Svartfreja » Tue Jul 30, 2019 9:46 pm

<Viper> Though she was minus a connection to the outside world, it didn't mean Viper couldn't continue to work or monitor the basic security she'd installed around the building. If only it wasn't so damned cold. She'd installed herself in one of the least draughty corners with a collection of blankets with her coat on top to block out any sneaky breeze.

<Shinobi> To say Obi wasn't happy to venture into the corner Viper seemed to be sharing with her new pet Warren was the understatement of the year. Their bizarre relationship made him uncomfortable on many levels, and only one of them was the loud sex he and Jess had been forced to listen to in the safe house. That it continued even here was just icing on the shit cake.

<Shinobi> At least he knew Warren wasn't with her at the moment, and that was a rare opportunity. Obi made as much noise as he could, coughing several times before he stopped just short of their corner.

<Viper> Viper looked up as he approached, raising an eyebrow. "Are you unwell?"

<Shinobi> "No, I'm giving you fair warning." He looked down at her. Everything seemed to be in order, and covered.

<Viper> "Warning that you are terrible at stealth? Duly noted." She went back to her work.

<Shinobi> He opened his mouth to respond, then closed it. There was a reason he was here, and getting into an argument wasn't it. "I wanted to see if you'd had any word on Tony... his possible location? Or Hope?"

<Viper> She sighed, "I was wondering if you were going to ask."

<Shinobi> "Why? What happened?"

<Viper> She raised an eyebrow, "Must something have happened for me to wonder? Warren has expressed constant concern about his friends but has asked not to be informed. You have done neither."

<Shinobi> "Well... we've been a little busy..." plus he'd been avoiding everyone as much as possible, which wasn't as much as he would like since Miriam wanted to see him and even his father had wanted to talk. Ugh.

<Viper> "Not that busy.... unless you count all the complaining..." She smiled beningly at him. "I have been extremely busy and yet I found the time to wonder where they were."

<Shinobi> "Okay, fine. Where are they?"

<Viper> "I don't know." She paused, "Actually I'm quite impressed."

<Shinobi> "...all that and you don't know?" Obi glared down at her.

<Viper> "Since you don't seem to care I thought you wouldn't mind waiting a little longer while I pointed that out."

<Shinobi> "Why would I not care! She's my fiancee!" He kicked at the edge of a blanket.

<Viper> Viper shifted her foot incase he did that again and got lucky. She merely raised an eyebrow at his outburst other than that.

<Shinobi> "What do you mean you're impressed?"

<Viper> "You're not? Do you have any idea how difficult it is to hide from me?"

<Shinobi> "So you really have no idea where they are? You can't tell if the government has them, or anything?"

<Viper> "If the government has them and is keeping it a secret they're doing a much better job than they usually do of keeping it."

<Shinobi> He nodded. That was good news, he thought. "So no word on either of them? I know Hope could take a knife and her attitude into the Alaskan wilderness and be fine, but not so much for Tony..."

<Viper> Viper laughed at the idea of Tony Stark living in the wilderness. It was utterly ridiculous.

<Shinobi> Obi stared. "Is this funny?"

<Viper> "Are you saying the idea of Tony stark camping out in the wilderness isn't funny?"

<Shinobi> It was, but he'd be damned if he would admit it. "Is there any chance they're in another country?"

<Viper> She shook her head, "No. That would have required filing a flight plan and I can trace that."

<Shinobi> Not that he trusted either of them to file flight plans, but there was nothing they could do. "Fuck."

<Viper> "When we move from this place, I can continue to look for them but there is little I can do here. Just because I can't find them right now, it doesn't mean I won't be able to in the future. And it certainly doesn't mean the government has them."

<Shinobi> "Yeah..." But if Hope was free, why hadn't she contacted him? Her powers were much stronger than his father's and even he had been able to sense Jess once they were free. "Make sure you tell me if you do find anything out," he added.

<Viper> "Of course. Would you like me to tell you before or after I tell Jessica?"

<Shinobi> "...before." Why would she tell Jess?

<Viper> She gave a nod, "Very well... Anything else?"

<Shinobi> "No." He started to turn to leave, then turned back. "Yeah..."

<Viper> She raised an eyebrow, not looking up from her screen. "Which is it?"

<Shinobi> "Warren," he said with a frown.

<Viper> "What about him?" She still didn't look up.

<Shinobi> "What are you doing with him?"

<Viper> She didn't lift her head but her eyeline shifted up to him, "What do you mean?"

<Shinobi> "He's... fucked up." Obi looked over his shoulder, then back to Viper. "Whatever they did to him, it's fucked him up completely. He was my friend, but he's... not even the same person now."

<Viper> "Yes. I am aware they damaged him. What does this have to do with me?"

<Shinobi> "Don't... make it any worse." He wrinkled his nose.

<Viper> She looked at him directly, an eyebrow raised, "I have no intention of doing that."

<Shinobi> He was never sure how to respond to her weird, deadpan reactions, so Obi just nodded. "Okay, good." After a long, awkward moment, he turned to go.
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Post by Svartfreja » Tue Jul 30, 2019 9:47 pm

<Carol> The first snow had finally arrived and Carol had decided that this would be the time she left. Mostly everyone was sleeping so now was a good time. She moved to check on Miriam one last time, bending to press a kiss to her forehead. "Gonna miss you, kiddo," she whispered before she straightened up.

<Carol> She'd already hidden a bag of items to take with her and written a note to leave for the others on the table with a gift for Miriam for her birthday or christmas, whichever they felt like. Pulling her jacket on and shouldering the backpack, she headed for the stairs.

<Shinobi> Sleeping wasn't something Obi had been doing well in this cold hellhole, so when Carol started moving around he watched her curiously from under his blankets. Kissing Miriam wasn't so strange, but when he heard her moving around in the living area and then clearly leaving he got curious.

<Carol> As it was snowing and she was fond of snow, Carol decided to walk for a while until it was safe to take to the air.

<Shinobi> He realized when he saw her disappear down the stairs instead of up - while wearing a pack - that this was more than a case of insomnia. Obi quietly went back to his bed to layer up and pull on his boots, grabbing a jacket and a blanket since it was fucking snowing.

<Carol> She was in no hurry so she kept her pace slow, her hands in her pockets.

<Shinobi> Obi phased through the building and stayed that way, quickly catching up with Carol. He stayed out of sight, and he stayed phased, which had the added benefit of cutting out the cold.

<Carol> Carol kept walking, the city behind her getting further away. She didn't look back at the building she left in case she changed her mind, not that she thought she would.

<Shinobi> So she was skipping town. He couldn't deny there was an appeal to that idea, although he knew Jess and Miriam would disagree. Sebastian likely would as well.

<Carol> She wasn't sure where she was going to go once she hit the city limits but it probably didn't matter. She could just pick a direction to fly in and if she didn't like it she could just go somewhere else.

<Shinobi> He thought quickly through his options, then stepped out from the shadows of the building. It seemed smarter to stay phased in case she wasn't happy to see him, but he quickly caught up to her. "Sneaking out in the middle of the night? Seems... anticlimactic."

<Carol> His sudden appearance startled her but she managed to stop herself punching him. "Don't sneak up on people!"

<Shinobi> "No?" He laughed, impressed she hadn't even taken a swing at him. It seemed safe, so he solidified, then swore and pulled his blanket tighter. "Fucking snow."

<Carol> "Don't badmouth snow. Snow is magical." She managed to say that with a straight face.

<Shinobi> "Magically awful." He looked up at the flakes and decided he was better off phased after all.

<Carol> "It is not awful." She rolled her eyes, "If you're cold I can warm you up and walk you back..."

<Shinobi> "And then leave again?" He kept walking beside her, although just a few inches above the accumulating snow.

<Carol> "That's the plan. So... yeah..." She stopped walking, "What are you doing?"

<Shinobi> "Where are you going?" He stopped too, turning to face her.

<Carol> "I haven't decided yet..." she sighed, looking around at the street. "Your turn."

<Shinobi> "Following you, of course." He smirked, flipping the blanket back from his head since the snow was now falling through him.

<Carol> "Why are you following me? I'm not going back..."

<Shinobi> "Well... maybe I shouldn't either."

<Carol> "Are you insane? Your family's back there..." she gestured in the direction of the building, "They'll worry about you."

<Shinobi> "Jess will..." He really didn't want to make her worry, but...

<Carol> "And Miriam... and Sebastian too." She frowned at him, "Really... go back...."

<Shinobi> "Why? They have each other." He solidified enough to flick at the snow.

<Carol> "I don't want to be responsible for you.... please don't make me...."

<Shinobi> "Why would you be responsible for me?" It honestly perplexed him, enough to make him look up from the patterns he'd made in the snow to frown at her.

<Carol> "Because you're following me. Would you be out here if I wasn't?"

<Shinobi> Obi shrugged. "I wasn't asleep. It's not like you dragged me out here."

<Carol> "No... but I'm presenting you with the opportunity to leave... and you have family back there..." And she didn't care what Sebastian said; Jess was mad at her.

<Shinobi> "And I'm ignoring that opportunity, because if you don't know where you're going maybe you can help me."

<Carol> "Help you with what?" She ran a hand through her hair.

<Shinobi> "Find Hope."

<Carol> She covered her face with her hands, "And how the hell am I supposed to do that?"

<Shinobi> "I don't know. Your guess is as good as mine." He sighed and looked up at the sky.

<Carol> "Your best chance of finding Hope is right there," She gestured back at the building, "Between Viper and Beth, finding her'll be a lot easier.... all I can do is fly around and hope I see her somewhere...."

<Shinobi> "That's... better than just sitting here waiting around," he said with a shrug.

<Carol> "You won't be waiting around for long... the plan is to move to another safehouse... then you can bug Viper to look for her as much as you like..."

<Shinobi> Obi kicked ineffectually at the piling snow, looking away from her.

<Carol> "You know I'm right...." She moved closer to him, reaching to put a hand on his arm.

<Shinobi> He stopped, looking down at her arm and sighed. "I just... can't."

<Carol> "Why not? I know it's hard being there but... your chances are better..."

<Shinobi> "Because," he blurted, a little too loudly as he looked up at her. "I should be happy for them, but I can't watch Jess and my father anymore. I just... can't."

<Carol> "Because you're jealous?" She was confused and that was the only thing that made sense.

<Shinobi> He supposed he was, in a way. Obi pulled away from her, shaking his head.

<Carol> "Well what is it then? You know expecting this to work is stupid so there has to be something that makes it preferable to the sensible option..."

<Shinobi> "Why do you care? You're taking off too, so-" Obi tensed, looking up.

<Carol> "I don't have family back there that are going to wonder where the fuck I am tomorrow and lose sleep over it for weeks. Your turn."

<Shinobi> "Shhh!" he hissed. Obi held up a hand, tilting his head and turning in a circle to listen for the click and rustle he'd sworn he heard. "Do you hear something?"

<Carol> She paused and looked up, listening past the soft thuds of snowflakes. After a moment, she grabbed Michael and flew him into the nearest building.

<Shinobi> He knew better than to protest, but the sudden flight was startling and he hit the floor inside the building hard, too stunned for an instant to phase.

<Carol> "Stay here... I shouldn't..." She pulled the blanket from him then resettled it to cover him as much as possible.

<Shinobi> "Don't take off!" He solidified enough to grab for her arm, fighting the blanket.

<Carol> "I'm not going that far! I just don't want to have to go back and tell your parents there's a crater in the floor where you used to be because I'm too warm to hide under a blanket!"


<Shinobi> Obi swore and let her go, shooting a glance at the window before scooting further into the building to get out of sight. If she left him here...

<Carol> They were still far too close to the others for her liking so Carol took to the air, firing a shot at the Sentinels to get their attention before heading out of the area fast enough that it looked like she was running but not so fast they couldn't keep up.

<Shinobi> He stifled his reaction to the noise outside, phasing and edging back toward an outer wall to see what was going on.

<Carol> Once she was sure they were following her and had lost interest in where she'd been she took off for the upper atmosphere as fast as she could go.

<Shinobi> Carol's movement was quick, but he suspected she could go faster. She was leading the Sentinels away, he realized, watching them ineffectually blast at her. Soon, she was out of sight and he swore again.

<Carol> Once she was sure she'd lost them and they were far enough away from the others, she headed back. Landing heavily, she ploughed a furrow in the concrete and snow and checked around for signs of reinforcements.

<Shinobi> The minutes stretched on and he sighed, air walking down to the ground level through the building and peeking outside again. The street was clear of everything, including Carol. Obi frowned and tried to orient himself.

<Carol> Satisfied they were all gone, she fixed her hair, readjusted her jacket and climbed out of the crater she'd made.

<Shinobi> It'd probably been a stupid idea, but going with her was tempting. He could continue on his own, but that didn't sound appealing either.

<Carol> She gave a whistle to see if Michael would emerge and put her hands in her pockets.

<Shinobi> Michael was far out of range of hearing, and distracted, muttering to himself as he started back toward the safehouse.

<Carol> There was no sign of him so she took to the air again to see if she could find him or at least the building she'd left him in. Landing on the corner of a roof, she spotted him heading back to the safehouse and contemplated just letting him go back.

<Shinobi> At least if he was with Carol he'd have backup, and she was some good backup to have. Alone he'd need to stay hidden. Back at the safe house, there was Viper, but he was stuck at the mercy of her incomprehensible timetable.

<Carol> Sighing, she dropped from the roof and landed lightly a few feet behind him, "I told you it was my fault..."

<Shinobi> He was completely unable to stop his yelp and Obi had nearly darted completely through the nearest wall before he could turn to see he wasn't under attack. "Fuck!"

<Carol> "Not fun when people creep up on you is it?" She grinned, unable to hide how funny that reaction was to her.

<Shinobi> "Jesus fuck." Obi emerged from the brickwork and frowned, but couldn't help giving her a quick once over. "Bitch."

<Carol> She laughed, "You're just mad because I made you scream like a girl."

<Shinobi> He squinted at her and didn't dignify that with an answer, instead straightening to his full height and sliding his hands into his pockets. "So you're okay?"

<Carol> "Of course I am," she replied, "Why wouldn't I be?"

<Shinobi> "Just... making sure." He glanced around and up into the sky, just in case.

<Carol> "Okay.... well... I'm gonna go...." she thumbed over her shoulder. "You should go back...."

<Shinobi> He cleared his throat and stared at her for a long moment. "Nah. I'm coming with."

<Carol> "It's a stupid decision..."

<Shinobi> "Yeah, well..." Obi shrugged and almost smiled. "Wouldn't be the first time I've made one of those, right?"
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Re: What if...? DoFP

Post by Svartfreja » Tue Jul 30, 2019 9:48 pm

<Jessica> Jess made a small sound of protest as she felt the weight of a small child land on her midsection. It was anyone's guess which small child it was at this point because now it was bouncing. She cracked an eye open and spied her daughter with a determined look on her face. "Okay, I'm awake... but now you have to wake daddy too." Miriam grinned and happily applied the same approach to her father.

<Shaw> The noise had already half-roused him, but he wasn't prepared when Miriam pounced him. "Give me a moment, little love," he laughed, then caught her for a tickle.

<Jessica> Jess rolled onto her side and cuddled into Sebastian now that Miriam was distracted. It was cooooooold.

<Shaw> Happy to have his family so close, Sebastian wriggled his arm around Jessica too. He heaved a contented sigh.

<Jessica> Jess shifted to settle against him, tuning her head to look for the walking heater to see if she was nearby. She couldn't see her anywhere. "Seen Carol this morning?" She asked her daughter, wrapping an arm around her. Miriam shook her head.

<Shaw> Sebastian fought not to stiffen at the mention of Carol's name, but he raised his head to frown at Miriam's response. "Well, she's probably on the roof," he said, keeping his tone light and snuggling around his wife and daughter.

<Jessica> "I think I'll stay here rather than look for her then... would definitely defeat the purpose." She closed her eyes again.

<Shaw> While Sebastian was more than happy to agree, Miriam had other ideas and wriggled free, announcing she'd go check.

<Jessica> "Put a coat on first!" Jess told her, "It's cold!"

<Shaw> Enhanced hearing did nothing to help him decipher Miriam's quick answer as she bolted off. He chuckled and nuzzled Jess' hair.

<Jessica> Jess grumbled a little but snuggled into Sebastian, "Think she'll get distracted and we can go back to sleep?"

<Shaw> "That would be marvelous." He smiled, eyes closed, and breathed her in, wrapping both arms around her now that they were alone.

<Jessica> "It's quiet this morning...." she mumbled against him.

<Shaw> He made a noise of agreement, but otherwise couldn't be bothered to budge from his drowsy fog.

<Jessica> Jess yawned and snuggled some more, trying to get comfortable again.

<Shaw> Shifting to accommodate her, he kissed her through her hair and lingered there.

<Jessica> "Is there another blanket free?" Jess shifted to free arm and grope for one.

<Shaw> Mmm? Had he answered her verbally? And what was the question? "Wha?"

<Jessica> "I'm cold..." she complained.

<Shaw> He smirked and shared with her a few ideas on warming up.

<Jessica> She gave a quiet laugh, "And if Miriam comes back?"

<Shaw> He would never admit to it, but the sound he made was mostly a whine.

<Jessica> She laughed again, "Speak of the devil..." she heard the hurried footsteps approaching.

<Shaw> Sebastian turned his face further and buried it in the crook of Jessica's neck, determined to stay in their little nest as long as possible. Miriam was babbling, but he definitely caught that she hadn't found Carol.

<Jessica> Jess frowned a little, "You really checked everywhere?"

<Shaw> Turning his head just enough to speak, he refused to open his eyes. "She could have gone out on a supply run."

<Jessica> "Maybe..." she frowned a little as Miriam announced that her big brother was also not there. "Can you go find Viper for me, sweetie?"

<Shaw> If Viper was involved, Sebastian definitely wasn't opening his eyes. He made another low noise of protest and tightened his arms around his wife.

<Jessica> Jess laughed softly as Miriam wandered off again, "I just want to know if she knows where they are."

<Shaw> Yes, but she will want to talk. His mental tone made his feelings on that clear.

<Jessica> "She can't answer questions without talking..." Jess pointed out gently.

<Shaw> Sebastian gave her an overly expressive shrug.

<Jessica> Miriam reappeared with Viper in tow. "Have you seen Carol or Michael this morning?" Jess asked without moving.

<Viper> Viper shook her head, "No but I am missing several items."

<Shaw> While he knew none of this boded well, Sebastian didn't really want to deal with it yet.

<Jessica> "What items?" Jess shifted, close to sitting up in worry.

<Viper> "Several supplies, emergency rations and such... knives..." she frowned a little.

<Shaw> He sighed and looked up at Viper. "Well, then she's left us, obviously."

<Viper> "It seems she may have done. And taken Michael with her - there are several blankets missing too."

<Shaw> "She... took Michael with her?" At that, Sebastian struggled out from under the blankets to wince up at Viper. "Why in the world..."

<Viper> "I assume because he wanted to go. She doesn't seem the type to kidnap."

<Shaw> Sebastian gave her a sour look and turned it to Jessica.

<Jessica> "They didn't say anything...."

<Shaw> "Michael wouldn't. Carol, on the other hand..." He sighed and flopped backward, running his hand through his hair. "She... has wanted to leave for some time. She felt... out of place."

<Jessica> "Why didn't you say anything?"

<Shaw> Sebastian raised an eyebrow and gave Jessica a look.

<Jessica> "They should both be here..."

<Shaw> "Well, yes. I suggested the same to Carol, but like Michael, they are not inclined to listen to me."

<Viper> Assuming she wasn't needed anymore, Viper turned and walked away.

<Jessica> "But why would he leave? It doesn't make sense... and he didn't say goodbye....."

<Shaw> He frowned at Viper's retreating back and looked at his wife." Making himself comfortable on his elbows, he sighed. "I don't really know. Frankly, I have barely spoken to him since you arrived."

<Jessica> Jess covered her face with her hands, "How are we supposed to find them again?"

<Shaw> He frowned. "I don't know! I hardly knew he was planning to prance off!"

<Jessica> She rolled over to put her face into the pillow, trying to hide how upset she felt from Miriam who was watching them, trying to work out how she should react.

<Shaw> "Little love, could you ask Aunt Viper if there are any more canned peaches in the stores?" Sebastian gave Miriam a false smile, rubbing Jessica's shoulder blades until the girl ran off.

<Jessica> Jess tried to keep the crying on the quiet side for Miriam's sake regardless, but turned her head to look at Sebastian, "We're never going to see them again, are we?"

<Shaw> "Shhhh." I'm sorry, koibito, I shouldn't have snapped, he sent, still rubbing her back. Considering their abilities, I would think they're both quite capable of getting along on their own, and making their way back to us. Unless and until they moved, at any rate.

<Jessica> "How are they supposed to find us?" She shifted closer to him and burrowed in against him.

<Shaw> He thought for a moment. "Well, if we leave this location we'll have to leave a marker, or keep a check on this spot. I'm certain Sarkissian still has some resources for surveillance."

<Jessica> "We should ask her..." It would help put her mind at ease if they did have some way to get back in contact later.

<Shaw> "Of course. We'll ask her." Sebastian rested his forehead against her shoulder and sighed. "I have no idea what Michael was thinking, but Carol... this is my fault."

<Jessica> "You can't blame yourself... there has to be some other reason for her to leave other than what happened between you two...."

<Shaw> "There are other reasons, yes, but... I did not help her mental state."

<Jessica> "I wish she'd have said something... and Michael too.... God, I hope they'll be okay...." She pressed her face into his chest.

<Shaw> "Physically, she's practically indestructible, love." He shifted to wrap his arm back around her. "And Michael can remain intangible, of course."

<Jessica> "But anything could happen... a Sentinel could disable their powers... and it's so cold... what are they going to do for food?"

<Shaw> I don't know, love...

<Jessica> She gave him a squeeze and nuzzled his chest before deciding it was time to get up, Gonna go interrogate Viper....

<Shaw> Sebastian sighed and let her move away from him, flopping onto his back and covering his eyes with an arm. This day was already off to a terrible start.
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Re: What if...? DoFP

Post by Svartfreja » Tue Jul 30, 2019 9:48 pm

<Christopher> Chris sat in his favorite chair trying just to relax. Stuff was somehow getting better and worse. He stared up at the ceiling and rolled his eyes.

<Jessica> After interrogating Viper about the situation and their options, Jess decided to find Chris to see if he knew anything more about why Carol might have left. On the way to find him, she realised she was being followed and bent to pick Thomas up, cuddling him as she headed toward Chris' usual spot. "Hello...?"

<Christopher> "Hmm?" Chris looked up at Jess and his son. "Hey there."

<Jessica> "Hi," she gave him a smile, "Everyone's up now... I was going to try and make something edible for breakfast if you're interested... and I guess Thomas somehow knew I was looking for you and decided to tag along..." Thomas wiggled until she put him down then climbed into his father's lap.

<Christopher> "Hey buddy." Chris gave his son a little pet. "Sure, I wouldn't mind something."

<Jessica> "Okay, good," she nodded, shifting awkwardly, "Um... I was also wondering if you knew... that Carol and Michael have left..."

<Christopher> "What? Why?" He stopped petting Thomas and looked up at her.

<Jessica> She shrugged helplessly, "I don't know... we woke up this morning and they were gone... neither of them said anything.... I was kind of hoping maybe Carol said something to you....."

<Christopher> Chris sighed. "No... but I'm betting that was the plan." He ran his hands through his hair.

<Jessica> Jess bit her lip, "So... you really have no idea why she'd have just left like that...?"

<Christopher> "If it wasn't for supplies I can only think of one reason why Carol'd leave." He balled up one of his fists.

<Jessica> "Well we don't need supplies... Viper saw to that...." Jess folded her arms in defense against the cold.

<Christopher> "Your husband tell you what he was up to while you were away?" Chris almost spat out.

<Jessica> Jess nodded, "He did... and he already blames himself for her leaving so don't go making it worse... I just don't feel like that's the only reason she left."

<Christopher> "Oh yeah cuz after shacking up with him she'll want to stay around now that you're here? And he should feel bad." Chris carefully picked up Thomas and got up. "I'm not hungry anymore. I'm going out." He gave Thomas a pat and went for the door to head out to break something.

<Jessica> "Chris..." Jess took a step toward him but stopped herself as Thomas scampered after him. She frowned a little and headed back to the others.

[Time Passes]

<Christopher> Chris pounded a fist into a tree, cracking the bark. He noticed Thomas was following him so he didn't just accept the blind rage and break everything. "Like the snow?" Chris picked up a snowball and lobbed it at his son.

<Thomas> Thomas pounced on the snowball in an attempt to catch it but it disintergrated. He shook himself off and blinked confusedly at his dad.

<Christopher> Chris laughed a little before going back to at least go through the motions of his old workout, breaking more of the tree.

<Thomas> Thomas decided he would attack a tree too and dug his claws in to climb on up, startling a squirrel which got his undivided attention for its trouble.

<Christopher> "Hey now, no squirrel chasing. Get back here." He tossed another snowball at him.

<Thomas> Thomas ignored the snowball as it impacted his butt and disappeared into the lower branches of the tree in pursuit.

<Tigra> But Thomas wasn't the only company Chris had. Silently, another predator moved in the trees, circling a little closer.

<Christopher> "Hey get back here, Thomas." He chased after his son.

<Tigra> She knew she was supposed to retreat and summon the rest of the team but something about the scents on the breeze called to her even more than the thrill of the hunt. She risked getting even closer, keeping her steps measured and silent.

<Thomas> Thomas flailed a paw at the squirrel which was now on such a spindly branch it was a miracle it hadn't snapped. He was determined to catch it! But then he stopped and looked down again, cocking his head on one side.

<Christopher> "Thomas, get down here before you hurt yourself. I'll help you make a snowman."

<Thomas> Thomas turned and peered past his father, trying to see what was down on the ground. He sniffed at the air and made a small trilling sound.

<Christopher> "Hey no more hunting, buddy. Come on."

<Tigra> Instinct compelled her to answer the sound and she ventured closer.

<Thomas> At the reply, Thomas jumped without a second thought. He landed briefly on his father's shoulder before dropping into the snow below with a quiet thud.

<Christopher> "What was that...." He raised an eyebrow until his son jumped on his shoulder and took off. "Thomas!" Chris ran off after him.

<Thomas> Thomas stopped in his tracks when he found the source of the familiar scent and crouched uncertainly. Something was different.

<Christopher> "Thomas?" He called out to his son following his tracks. "Come on, get back here."

<Tigra> Tigra stared at the small striped child in front of her. She knew him. Her gaze shifted as Chris yelled and her posture turned defensive. She backed up a little way but the child moved closer to her.

<Christopher> "Thomas?" He finally saw him and looked up where he was going. "G....Greer?" Chris froze for a second. "Greer is that you?"

<Tigra> Her gaze shifted between the child and the adult and she made a decision. With a single leap, she put herself between them, now becoming protective of the child. She hissed at Chris to warn him off.

<Christopher> "Babe it's me. What's going on? Gr...Tigra? Come on that's our son." He kept himself still, watching her.

<Thomas> Thomas was confused and looked back at his dad, making the same trilling sound at his mother. The reply from her was familiar so he approached her again and batted at her tail as it swished.

<Tigra> Tigra kept moving her tail for the child before refocusing her attention on Chris and hissing again.

<Christopher> "Hey calm down... what's going on? Tigra, it's me. I know I probably smell funky but don't you recognize me?"

<Tigra> Tigra was satisfied he wasn't going to try to get any closer so she turned around and made a small sound at the child before heading into the trees again.

<Thomas> Thomas looked between his parents again before hesitantly moving to follow her.

<Christopher> "Thomas, no! Something's wrong." Chris moved to intercept his son.

<Tigra> As the footsteps closed in, Tigra turned and pounced, fangs bared in a snarl as a voice spoke from the collar around her neck. "Tigra, withdraw, we're sending in Sentinels." She made a small sound of annoyance but dutifully abandoned her prey.

<Christopher> "Fuck! Fuck fuck fuck!" Chris grabbed Thomas and ran as fast as he could. He had to find a place to hide. What the hell did they do to Greer?

[Time Passes]

<Christopher> It had taken a lot of effort and he didn't manage to come out of it unscathed but Chris had gotten away and managed to get back to the hideout with Thomas in his arms. "We need to move. Now!" He coughed out.

<Viper> Viper was the only one near the entrance when he arrived and she looked up from taking inventory of the items Carol had taken with her. "Why the urgency?"

<Christopher> "I don't enjoy beating myself up..." He managed to set Thomas down as he tried to make it to a chair. Chris had taken a lot of damage and still hadn't gotten his powers back. "Greer... she's working for them somehow. I don't know how they're controlling her but she found me and Thomas. Sentinels came after. I managed to destroy them and get away but I'm not doing so hot right now."

<Viper> Thomas ran to Viper to see if she had any food and was rewarded with candy. He took his treasure upstairs. Viper frowned a little, opening one of her cases and taking out a vial and a syringe. "You think she will continue to track you now?"

<Christopher> "I'm sure she'll be able to find us again a lot easier now that she has Thomas' and my scent." He slumped into the chair and tried to steady his breathing, it was hard.

<Viper> "I haven't had much time to study the Sentinels but, with your powers, this should give enough of a boost to counteract their effects and start your healing." Viper told him as she approached him with the full syringe. "How far away from here were you?"

<Christopher> "I couldn't resist if I wanted." He sighed. "Few hours walk, I circled around away from here and made it as hard as I could for them to find us."

<Viper> She nodded, "Good. That gives us time." She injected him with the serum then turned to dispose of the syringe. "We will need to leave information for Carol and Michael to find us should they return."

<Christopher> "Yeah." He groaned, so many things hurt. "Fuck I hate not having my powers." Chris waited for the serum to kick in.

<Viper> "Be glad it is only temporary." She closed up the case and put things away. "She will still be able to track you to our new location. But I think I can manage to deal with that."

<Christopher> "Yeah most likely. If they've got Greer then it'll only be a matter of time... What the fuck did they do to her?" He sighed as he felt his body start to knit itself back together.

<Viper> "You know her. What do you think they did?" She folded her arms across her chest.

<Christopher> "I don't know. But all that was there was her animal side... She didn't recognize me at all."

<Viper> "Then they likely have a telepath on staff that has drawn that side of her to the front and locked the other part away. No doubt they have other methods to keep her obedient but that would be my best guess." She did have experience of this kind of thing, after all.

<Christopher> "Alright well we need to get packed up and go." He pulled himself up and went to gather his things up.

<Viper> She reached out and caught his arm before he got too far, "Do you want anything to be done about this?"

<Christopher> "What?" He stopped and turned to her.

<Viper> "Elizabeth is a very powerful telepath. In theory we can undo what they did to her. Do you want me to try?"

<Christopher> "If we can. I'm sure Thomas would like to have his mother back." Chris ran a hand through his hair. "I can ask her about it."

<Viper> She nodded, "There is space enough where we are going to help her if that is what you want. You just have to tell me whether or not you wish me to go ahead."

<Christopher> "Obviously." He rolled his eyes. "We need to save as many people as we can."

<Viper> "Then I'll begin preparations when we arrive," she turned to go with him to the stairs to rejoin the others.
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Post by Svartfreja » Tue Jul 30, 2019 9:49 pm

<Viper> On arriving upstairs, Viper went straight to the corner that she shared with Warren and stepped inside the wall of blankets that shielded them from the cold. "There's been a change of plans."

<Warren> Warren looked up at her from his huddled position. "Oh... uhmm okay?" He played with the blankets a little.

<Viper> "We're going to be leaving as soon as possible," she told him, going to join him on the floor. "Christopher had an encounter today that made it important to leave."

<Warren> "Wh...what happened?" He started to look scared.

<Viper> "He ran into Thomas' mother today. It seems she's in the employ of the government." She reached to take his hand and provide some reassurance.

<Warren> "What?! But... she's a mutant." He instinctively retreated from her touch but did let her take his hand.

<Viper> "Yes... I believe they have done something to her mind to keep her obedient to them. I'm confident we can find a way to reverse it but I need my lab for that. Christopher is letting the others know."

<Warren> "Th...that's good." He squeezed her hand.

<Viper> She returned the squeeze, "We'll be much safer where we're going and there is more space to spread out. You will be able to have your own space if you want it."

<Warren> "Th..this is okay." He bit his lip. He didn't like the big groups but he didn't want to be alone either.

<Viper> "Alright," she offered him a small smile, "You have my company as long as you want it but don't be afraid to ask for your own space."

<Warren> "Mhmm..." He gave her a little smile back.

<Viper> "So now... you can either stay in here while I go and help the others pack things away to move or you can help. It's entirely up to you. I can just as easily come and get you when it's time to go."

<Warren> "I should probably help..." He started to get a little nervous.

<Viper> "If you're not comfortable, no one would mind," she assured him, "There's no pressure."

<Warren> "O...okay if you're sure." He squeezed her hand again.

<Viper> "These people are your friends, Warren," she offered him a smile, "They care about your wellbeing, remember that."

<Warren> "Yeah... I know. I just don't..." He frowned.

<Viper> She leaned forward and pressed a kiss to his forehead, "I know."

<Warren> "I uhmm guess I'll sit here." He took his hand back and rubbed his legs.

<Viper> "Would you like me to stay for a little while? I'm sure they can manage to pack without supervision and I need to leave a message for Carol and Michael anyway."

<Warren> "If you want to... I've just been sitting here."

<Viper> "You know I don't mind spending time with you, Warren." She shifted and settled in beside him properly.

<Warren> "Y...yeah." He gave her a little grin.

<Viper> The grin made her smirk a little. She liked it when he showed a little bit of confidence. It made her feel like she was making progress.

<Warren> Warren bit his lip at the smirk and blushed a little. "Wh...what?"

<Viper> "Oh, nothing," she replied with a small laugh, reaching for her more portable technology to start working on the message.

<Warren> "I... don't believe that." He watched her.

<Viper> The smirk returned, "You don't?"

<Warren> "N...no." He chewed his lip while watching her.

<Viper> "And why not?" she paused in her working and focused on him with another amused smirk.

<Warren> "You're smirking." He kept watching her.

<Viper> She laughed softly, "And why do you think I am?"

<Warren> "Knowing you, probably something naughty..." He bit his lip.

<Viper> "Well, if I am, you started it."

<Warren> "How?" He laughed a little.

<Viper> "You like that I don't mind spending time with you. I made my assumptions about why."

<Warren> "Isn't that you starting it?" He raised an eyebrow at her.

<Viper> "Certainly not. You grinned."

<Warren> "So, maybe I thought of something amusing."

<Viper> "Indeed? And what was that?"

<Warren> "You're more fun than people think you are?"

<Viper> She laughed again, "You think so?"

<Warren> "Mhmm." He stuck his tongue out at her.

<Viper> She laughed at that, "What makes you say that?"

<Warren> "Uhmm." He shrugged. "Just do?"

<Viper> "No reason in particular?" She coaxed, setting her work to one side.

<Warren> "I think you want me to say something particular..." He bit his lip and looked around.

<Viper> "I just want you to be honest," she said, her expression a picture of innocence.

<Warren> "You're fun in bed. Better?" He chewed his lip.

<Viper> She laughed softly, "Much. Why are you so nervous about saying so?"

<Warren> "A blanket fort doesn't make a secure room?"

<Viper> "No one's listening. They're all packing."

<Warren> Warren bit his lip and watched her. "I uhmm, y...yeah, I guess."

<Viper> She settled back into their collection of blankets.

<Warren> "U...uhmm." He chewed his lip. "What're you doing?"

<Viper> "Thinking," she replied, another small smirk crossing her lips.

<Warren> "About." He watched her already knowing what she was thinking.

<Viper> "Several things. Which topic would you like to quiz me on?"

<Warren> "Why would I uhmm quiz you?"

<Viper> "You might get something out of it?" she offered, "Or I could just get back to work..."

<Warren> "Uhmm what're you thinking?" He watched her.

<Viper> "I'm thinking we have all this time and some privacy that we could be doing something with and it would be a shame to waste it...."

<Warren> "It's uhmm not very private." Warren poked at the blankets.

<Viper> "No one comes in here. They're afraid what they'll find," she pointed out with an amused grin.

<Warren> "Why? You naked is pretty awesome." He chewed his lip.

<Viper> She laughed again, "Thank you. But some people have a surprisingly different view of me."

<Warren> "Yeah I've heard. But I can vouch it's a very good view." He smiled.

<Viper> "So do you think we should give them one more chance to come in here and see before we leave this place?"

<Warren> "I'd uhmm rather not have an audience." He rubbed his neck.

<Viper> "Then you can lie here and hide under the blankets," she suggested.

<Warren> "You just like the idea don't you?"

<Viper> "Oh I do. Very much... I should confess, I have an abundance of immunity to shame and other inconveniences."

<Warren> "I uhmm guess I could do it for you." He bit his lip.

<Viper> "It'll be good for you too, I promise," she sat up to take off her coat.

<Warren> Warren watched her remove her coat. "I uhmm h...hope so."

<Viper> "Forget about everyone else and focus on me," she told him, "Like you did before in the kitchen. That was fun, was it not?"

<Warren> "I uhmm y...yeah." He blushed red.

<Viper> "This is no different... except now I'm not cooking and there are no sharp knives around."

<Warren> "Yeah..." He ran his hand through his hair. "So... uhmmm."

<Viper> She crooked a finger and beckoned him to her.

<Warren> Warren moved over closer to her. "Uhmmm h...hi."

<Viper> "That's better," She lifted her arms around him to draw him closer, "Relax."

<Warren> "Yes ma'am." He leaned in and gave her a kiss.
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Re: What if...? DoFP

Post by Svartfreja » Tue Jul 30, 2019 9:51 pm

<Carol> The sound of snow sliding off an evergreen and splattering onto the ground woke Carol. She lay still and listened for any suspicious sounds but when there was nothing she relaxed again and realised she'd actually slept pretty well. Maybe it was because she got to play with Sentinels or maybe it was that she didn't have as much on her mind as usual. Whatever it was, it was nice.

<Shinobi> Obi had not slept well. Even wrapped in his jacket and the blankets he'd brought with him, he was freezing.

<Carol> After a little while of enjoying the feeling of being reasonably well rested, she stretched her legs out and lifted her hands to her face to chase the rest of the sleep away.

<Shinobi> The stretching finally got his attention and he raised his head fractionally to look at her, then up at the tarp over their heads. There seemed to be snow on it, but he didn't want to find out, so he flipped the blanket back over his face.

<Carol> The movement made her look over at him, sitting up and pushing a hand through her hair, "You awake?"

<Shinobi> "Unfortunately," he said after a moment of debating to pretend he was asleep so he could stay in his blanket coccoon.

<Carol> "You sleep okay?" She scanned their surroundings but there was no sign of anyone or anything in the frosty air.

<Shinobi> "I'm not sure I actually slept." His voice was muffled by moth-eaten wool.

<Carol> "Well.... we don't have to worry about getting jumped on by a kid today so I guess you can try to sleep some more if you want."

<Shinobi> He winced. Miriam would wonder where he was, and so would Jess. He should have at least left a note, if he'd thought this through. In fact, if he'd thought this through he would have done a great many things differently, including packing.

<Carol> "Are you warm enough?" She stretched again now that she was sat up and poked the tarp above them to test the weight of the snow.

<Shinobi> He considered saying yes, although he wasn't sure exactly why. "It's cold," he responded instead. "There's no way to be warm enough."

<Carol> "Sure there is." She shifted closer to him, lifting the corner of the blankets to climb under them with him.

<Shinobi> "What-" Of course he knew her powers, but feeling them was another thing after freezing his ass off all night. "Oooooh..."

<Carol> "Better?" she asked, settling on her side and wrapping an arm around him to spread the heat more.

<Shinobi> It certainly was, although it was infinitely more awkward. Obi was unable to help the relaxation of muscles that came with the warmth, however. "Yeah," he finally rasped.

<Carol> "If you want to go back to sleep, go ahead. I'll stay put so you're warm." She gently rubbed his back to get the circulation going again.

<Shinobi> His exhaustion won out and he mumbled a response, dozing off despite himself.

<Carol> Carol closed her eyes and settled in for the wait, not really caring if she fell asleep herself.

<Shinobi> Some time later, Obi jerked awake and blinked. He was warm, which was a novelty lately. Frowning, he tried to gather his wits.

<Carol> The jolt earned him a small grumble of complaint from Carol and she shifted a little but decided she didn't want to move too much now.

<Shinobi> The tiny sound from beside him made him crane his neck, remembering halfway through the motion. Oh. Right. This was... awkward.

<Shinobi> But warm.

<Carol> She opened her eyes a crack, a small frown creasing her brow, "You gonna make me get up now?"

<Shinobi> He took a moment to process this. "No."

<Carol> "Awesome." She gave a small smile then rolled onto her back, "You hungry?"

<Shinobi> "Yeah, I guess so... do we have anything?" He looked up at the snow covered canvas above them.

<Carol> "Yeah I took some stuff to eat in case I couldn't find stuff every day..." She shifted and sat up, reaching for the backpack.

<Shinobi> Her movement brought the cold air back and he tugged the blanket back over his head. "Ugh. I suppose I should do something about my clothing situation."

<Carol> "Yeah, what the hell were you thinking coming outside with only blankets?" She pulled out a selection of ration packs and dropped them between them.

<Shinobi> "Well, obviously, I wasn't." His voice was again muffled under the blanket and he made no move for the food, yet.

<Carol> She sighed, "Well... until we can get you some sensible clothes..." she shrugged her jacket off, "Put this on. It's fur lined so it'll help... but... take care of it, okay? It belonged to my brother."

<Shinobi> Hearing all the shuffling, Obi uncovered himself and struggled upright, the food sliding to his lap as he accepted the jacket and stared at it.

<Carol> She waved a hand in his general direction as a prompt, "Put it on before the cold air steals all the warmth I left in there."

<Shinobi> Nodding, he shrugged it on. "Your brother's, huh?" It made sense, because it seemed to fit him better than it had her. He brushed his fingers over the name on the breast.

<Carol> "Yeah... I kept a lot of his stuff.... my parents have like a shrine but I know what he actually liked so... I have those things... they didn't know him like I did."

<Shinobi> "Thanks." He gave her a slight smirk. "I'll... try not to get shot at while wearing it."

<Carol> "You're lucky you can phase or I'd be keeping it to myself."

<Shinobi> "I am definitely lucky I can phase," he said with a laugh, rearranging the blanket around him and reaching for the rations.

<Carol> "By the way... those rations... I can't promise they'll taste good. I'm used to them because, you know... Air Force... and I don't really care what I eat. They're edible... but don't expect much."

<Shinobi> "That's alright." He started picking the wrapper away, then flashed her a grin. "Remember, I was the honored guest in a SHIELD detention center for a few years."

<Carol> "Pretty sure this is worse than their food," she wrinkled her nose, extracting a water bottle and heating the water enough to melt the ice it had become before she added some to the meal he'd selected, "They're designed to keep you going though... carefully measured calories and everything."

<Shinobi> "Mmm, yay," he chuckled, holding the packet carefully as she added the water. While he waited for the contents to reconstitute, he risked his first look outside of their shelter. "Everything was kind of... chaotic last night. Where are we exactly?"

<Carol> "New Hampshire... I didn't want to go too far but I did want to find somewhere with less people so here we are..." She picked one for herself, adding the water and waiting for it to heat and regain its moisture.

<Shinobi> "Any civilization nearby at all? So I can find some better clothes?"

<Carol> "Nearby is kinda relative...." she shrugged, extracting a spoon from the backpack and offering it to him. "How big of a town do you want?"

<Shinobi> He accepted it with a quiet thanks and started stirring the mess in the packet. "Not too big. I'm intangible, not invisible after all."

<Carol> "Well... I'd suggest we go at night when everywhere is closed so we don't have to worry about that so much. How do you think we got so many blankets and whatnot before? I liberated them from department stores. Figure they have insurance."

<Shinobi> "Well, yeah. Until my...unfortunate encounter with a Sentinel I did manage to survive on my own for..." Obi frowned and stirred a little more vigorously. "I'm not sure how long, actually."

<Carol> "At least you're not alone now, huh?" she offered him a small smile. "Definitely going to cut down on the travel time."

<Shinobi> "Exactly." He gave her a faint smile in return. "I'll do my best not to slow you down," he said, taking a bite of the food. It was terrible, as advertised.

<Carol> "Nothing slows me down," she countered with a more genuine smile as she started on her own food. Terrible or not, it was still better than anything she could make.

<Shinobi> "Good to know," he said between bites, looking out into the snowy landscape as he ate.

<Carol> "Where do you want to go after we dress you for the weather?" She paused, "Or we could skip that and just go to Florida or somewhere."

<Shinobi> Obi nearly choked at the suggestion, but covered it with another bite of the terrible rations. "Well... what were your general plans?"

<Carol> "I didn't really have any... I was just going to roam around and look for people that I could help or trouble I could make." She shrugged, "Figured I'd be useful somehow."

<Shinobi> Perfect. "Well, maybe our interests can coincide?"

<Carol> "I don't see why not. Where do you want to go?"

<Shinobi> He shoveled another bite. "Um... maybe Alaska?"

<Carol> "That's pretty far away you know... and probably a lot colder than here. I doubt you want me to fly all that way in one day, you're not built to break the sound barrier... so we should get you some warm clothes and maybe a tent... or something..." She knew why he wanted to go to Alaska so she wasn't going to say no.

<Shinobi> "I understand." He finished his bite and gave her a slight smile. "We can kind of... work our way there. It's just..." Pausing, he reached for a water bottle only to discover it was frozen. "...my only lead."

<Carol> "Here..." she held out her hand for the bottle, "I get it... If I had someone to look for, I'd be doing that... checking everywhere I could.... so I get it... but damn, you could have picked a smaller state."

<Shinobi> He handed over the water and laughed softly. "Yeah, well... Hope is from Alaska, so I have some ideas to narrow it down, but... well, yeah."

<Carol> "So we should also get a map because it'll make checking off those places a lot easier." She used her powers to gently warm the water and melt the ice, "And I guess I'll be carrying this stuff too?" she smirked, handing the defrosted bottle back.

<Shinobi> "Thanks." He held her gaze and then smirked. "Hey, I'm not completely useless. If weight is a concern I can phase packs or something."

<Carol> She laughed, "It's really not. I can manage. Just more worried about running out of hands... might have to get creative."

<Shinobi> "I can be creative, too." Obi ramped up his smirk to typical Shaw levels.

<Carol> Carol laughed and gave him a shove, "Yeah, I'm sure."

<Shinobi> He laughed and took a drink of water. "Would it be more conspicuous to fly or if we stole a car?"

<Carol> "I guess it'd depend on whether or not the car gets reported stolen... or, you know... if I decide to carry the car for a few hundred miles because we'll run out of gas sooner or later and I don't have any money now. How about you?"

<Shinobi> "Well, we couldn't keep the same car, of course." He cocked a brow at her. "Acquire, drive until it runs out of gas or the pressure is on, then ditch and fly far enough so we don't create a pattern and steal another one."

<Carol> She shrugged, "Sounds like a plan. And at least you'll be warm in a car so that's a bonus."

<Shinobi> "Exactly." He grinned. "Still could use some clothes, then a car." Obi took another bite of the slop and wrinkled his nose. "How much of this do we have?"

<Carol> "I don't know, I didn't count them.... We don't have to eat any more. I was planning on hunting. These were in case I didn't find anything or I just didn't want to bother that day...."

<Shinobi> That made him choke on his bite. "Hunting?"

<Carol> "You sound surprised..."

<Shinobi> "Yeah, I guess..." He took a drink of water to recover, trying not to think of Hope. "Why didn't you try that before?"

<Carol> "In the city? That'd get noticed. Plus I don't think it'd be good for Miriam..." she frowned, "I don't even like kids but there's just some things I don't think they should see."

<Shinobi> "That's... how Hope grew up. One of her foster families survived by hunting, so she knows how to kill and eat... well, just about anything."

<Carol> "I aced my survival training... And we used to fish in the ocean a lot when I was a kid but I don't remember a whole lot of details there... just that it was fun."

<Shinobi> "She was great at all of that. I hated it." He smiled a bit at his water bottle. "She used to drag me camping."

<Carol> "Well... I guess you'll just have to suffer through it until we find her then." She gave him a grin.

<Shinobi> "Yay," he laughed, taking another drink. "I guess we'll see if anything she taught me actually stuck." Obi shook the water bottle at her. "Better eat up, or I might finish yours for you. We have shit to steal."

<Carol> "You really wanna finish it?" She asked, an amused smirk on her face, "That's brave."

<Shinobi> "Gotta fuel up for some grand theft auto, right?"

<Carol> She laughed, offering him the rest, "Go ahead if you want."

<Shinobi> Shrugging one shoulder, he accepted it and dumped the two together. What did he have to lose?
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Re: What if...? DoFP

Post by Svartfreja » Tue Jul 30, 2019 9:52 pm

<Viper> Finally the end of the journey was in sight. Viper's patience was wearing thin and she was looking forward to a hot shower and a door with a lock. However, first there was digging in snow because their snow melter had selfishly left and their telekinetic was paranoid she'd leave a crater in the ground.

<Shaw> Sebastian's patience had long since evaporated, no doubt in part because he couldn't quite feel his fingers and toes anymore as he helped clear this blasted snow.

<Viper> Finally, fingers scraped metal and she followed the shape of the door to the keypad lock. The last thing she wanted to hear was someone telling her to wait. She turned her head slowly to look at Elizabeth.

<Beth> "I think.... there's someone already inside...."

<Shaw> "Who else knows about this place then?" he said, raising his brows at Viper and frowning at the door. Sebastian closed his eyes for a moment and tried to focus his own telepathy, but other than feeling his wife and daughter, he was too exhausted to be of any use.

<Viper> Viper frowned, "No one." Well maybe one but he'd be watching the security feeds and would have opened the damned door. She typed in her code and opened the door, her eyebrows going up at the scene of destruction in the stairway. "Well whoever it is is more than capable of withstanding my defenses." That was going to take a while to fix.

<Shaw> He frowned at the stairs, casting Viper another glance and then looking over his shoulder at Jessica to offer her a wan smile.

<Viper> "I suppose I'm going first, regardless..." Viper rolled her eyes and headed downstairs, picking her way around the debris carefully so she didn't make a sound.

<Shaw> Sebastian sighed, leaning one hand on the lintel and tilting his head to listen to Viper's descent.

<Viper> There was music playing. Loudly. She raised an eyebrow as she paused at the bottom of the stairs and found signs that someone had been making themselves at home.

<Shaw> "Do you hear... Freddy Mercury?" Sebastian looked back at Jessica and the rest of the group, now utterly confused.

<Jessica> Jess nodded, though she couldn't quite believe her ears, superpowered hearing or no.

<Sue> Sue had been merrily dancing and singing as she prepared herself a meal but now she realised there was another person stood in the room behind her. Instantly, she was invisible and then she turned around to see who it was.

<Viper> Viper barely had time to be surprised that the girl had turned invisible when she felt pressure around her throat.

<Shaw> The female voice singing along had stopped suddenly and Sebastian frowned. He couldn't hear anything for a moment, then there was commotion. Swearing, he started down the stairs, sidestepping debris.

<Sue> Sue reappeared now that she had Viper in the grip of her forcefields and her feet off the floor.

<Shaw> He wished he'd had Jess give him a zap before he came in here, not knowing what he could be walking into. It was a bit too late, but he paused to punch the wall twice, speeding up as he rounded a corner.

<Viper> Viper was close to losing consciousness but not so close that she couldn't aim a thought at Sebastian, Get her to stop!

<Shaw> He skidded to a halt inside the room, taking in the scene in shock. "Storm? Sue Storm? ...what in hades are you doing?"

<Sue> She was surprised by the appearance of Shaw but that didn't make her put Viper down. She'd gotten well used to multitasking. "She killed my brother."

<Shaw> "She's done many things, but now is not the time to take vengeance on our own when we have larger concerns at hand!" Sebastian edged closer, holding up both hands. "Please put her down and we'll discuss this."

<Jessica> The familiar voice drew Jess down the steps behind her husband having left Miriam upstairs with Chris and Thomas.

<Sue> "I'll be done in a minute."

<Shaw> Jessie, love, I think someone with better people skills than I possess is required. "Sue," he warned. "Don't do this. No matter what she did, right now she's on our side."

<Jessica> Jess was way ahead of him, projecting nice calm feelings at Sue.

<Sue> Sue scowled at Shaw and his attempt at logic. But, despite herself, she was begining to lose the anger that fueled her. "Fine." She dropped the now unconscious woman to the floor and went back to preparing dinner.

<Shaw> Thank you, he sent, moving toward Viper and crouching to check her pulse and ensure her throat wasn't irreparrably crushed.

<Jessica> Jess hurried to his side, "Is she breathing?!"

<Shaw> "Yes." He moved her into a better position, sparing a glance for Sue Storm, who was back to singing. I wonder if she's quite lost her mind.

<Jessica> Who knows how long she's been on her own? God knows what she's had to do to survive... "I'll go tell the others it's safe to come down...." she got up and headed back for the stairs.

<Shaw> Sebastian took one last look at Viper and got up to join Storm. "It is safe for the others, yes?" He gave her an assessing look down his long nose.

<Sue> She shrugged, "Hiding anymore murderers up there?"

<Shaw> Since Daken had buggered off, he was fairly certain the answer was no. "I think all of us have black marks in our pasts, really. Don't you?"

<Sue> "Some are blacker than others." She turned to face him, leaning against the counter, "I suppose I should put the kettle on or something."

<Shaw> He could only accede to that point, so he smirked with a nod. "Yes, please, since it appears you have made yourself quite at home here."

<Sue> "Nah, not really. This place is fucking massive. I've only explored a little bit of it. Found where the food lives, showers, fresh clothes. You know, basics." She shrugged, "I just wanted somewhere to hide out til winter was done shitting out snow."

<Shaw> Her eloquence made him snort softly. "Understandable. How did you find this place?" Sebastian started to look around himself, opening a cabinet to peer inside at rows of canned and dehydrated food.

<Sue> Sue invisibled the fronts of the other cupboards as a hint, "Just looked for it."

<Shaw> Spotting the kettle, he retrieved it and gave Sue a smile. "Have you found anything else of interest during your... looking?"

<Sue> "In here or out there?" she nodded to the world above.

<Shaw> "Either." Sebastian filled the kettle, watching her from the corner of his eye.

<Sue> "Out there there's just shit on top of shit." She sighed, "In here... there's some weird stuff that way." She pointed, "And some empty greenhouse looking things that way." She nodded to the opposite side. "Lots of separate rooms like a hotel."

<Shaw> Well, that was interesting, and he was certainly checking into weird stuff at the soonest opportunity. "It's just shit? You haven't encountered any others of our kind? No one you know?"

<Sue> She shook her head, "Nope. Just me since I lost my job because I'm a mutant and I went on the run because they wouldn't even deport me."

<Shaw> He huffed, offended on her behalf. "My in-country assets were frozen and Jessica was captured."

<Sue> "I see she's fine now," Sue nodded toward the woman who was setting her daughter down and looking around the new place. "Always lucky."

<Shaw> "Thanks to Viper, actually." Miriam ran to him, babbling away, and he picked her up.

<Sue> "Well good for you. And you still have your kid."

<Shaw> He raised his brow at her tone, soothing Miriam and humming a half-hearted response to her wowed reaction to the bunker. "Not all of them."

<Sue> "The grownups can take care of themselves."

<Shaw> "In theory." Sebastian let Miriam down to go check on her auntie Viper, then followed her.

<Viper> Her healing had finished repairing all the damage from Sue's attack and Viper rolled over to sit up and then get jumped on by Miriam.

<Shaw> "Welcome back to the land of the living," he said, offering her his hand to pull her up.

<Viper> She accepted the help, lifting Miriam with her. "Has she gotten it out of her system or does she intend to do that again?"

<Shaw> "Hope springs eternal that common sense shall prevail." He cast a glance over at Sue, then the others who were milling around the room now.

<Viper> "Just in case, I suppose I should show you where everything is." Viper didn't spare another glance for the kitchen as she shifted Miriam's weight in her arms and approached a bare looking wall and placed her free hand on it. The wall faded into a screen displaying a map of the facility and which areas within it were currently active. Some of the bedrooms had even been preassigned.

<Shaw> Despite himself, Sebastian felt his jaw unhinge slightly at the sheer size of this facility. Fucking massive indeed. His eyebrows lifted when he saw his own name on a set of rooms and he looked at Viper with a blink.

<Viper> "I'm sure you can all read so familiarise yourselves with the map and find your rooms. If your names aren't on here, find a room you like and move in." She raised an eyebrow at Sebastian's look.

<Shaw> He schooled his face into a smirk. "I look forward to having a look around."

<Viper> "I'll give you the full tour after I take a nice hot shower.... I would suggest you use the time to do the same."

<Shaw> "Excellent. I trust you've re-engaged the security Miss Storm managed to circumvent? I can help you tidy up later if you'd like."

<Viper> "The door is secure," she pointed on the map to show where security information was logged, "I'll attend to the rest in a little while. Some help would be appreciated."

<Shaw> He nodded. "I would be happy to help." Looking around to locate his wife, who was obviously inventorying the food, he turned back to Viper with a smirk. "After a shower, as you say. I would imagine I could do with a shave."

<Viper> [Time Passes]

<Viper> Feeling much better and in clean and comfortable clothes, Viper plaited her hair as she walked along the hall back to the entrance area and the mess. Her would-be assassin was nowhere in sight, not that she was afraid but it was good to know. She got a broom and started muttering to herself about people not cleaning up their own mess these days.

<Shaw> Sebastian's mood was much improved as well and he even had coffee. Sipping from his cup, he hummed to himself as he found Viper with a broom. "This is an astounding facility," he observed.

<Viper> "I have been planning for events such as these for some time. I have bunkers in a lot of places but this is the most extensive." She worked her way down from the top step with the broom, "It seemed logical to include your family and close friends in my plans."

<Shaw> "I truly appreciate it," he said, holding out his hand for the broom.

<Viper> She cocked her head on one side, curious at the gesture but handed the broom over. "You seem surprised that I would include you..."

<Shaw> He smirked and set his coffee aside to pick up the sweeping where she left off. "I don't believe I'll ever get over that reaction, Sarkissian."

<Viper> "You may as well try." She turned to one of the walls to pull out panels that needed replacing now that he was taking care of the sweeping. "Certainly as long as you are here. There is lab space for you also."

<Shaw> The sweeping paused. "Is there?" Sebastian studied her as she worked on the panel.

<Viper> "Yes... there's lab space for others should they join us too," she pulled off another panel then slid out the weapons system inside to inspect. "No sense any of us getting bored."

<Shaw> "Despite my mild surprise, I understand why you would include my family in your plans. You've been... more than helpful to Jessica, and myself, over the years." He started sweeping again, but kept watching her. "But why others? What others were you expecting?"

<Viper> "Jessica does have a tendency toward adopting those in need.... and you have an unhealthy connection with Stark and his child."

<Shaw> "Unhealthy?" He chuckled, concentrating on flicking some broken glass from a corner.

<Viper> She paused to glance at him mid removal of one of the weapons systems, "Do I need to repeat myself?"

<Shaw> He sighed. "Tony is the closest thing I have to a brother in this world, so yes, of course I care for him, and Hope. For many reasons."

<Viper> "And so they are included," Viper turned back to her task, lifting out the damaged portion and placing it on the step beside her before she moved on to check another. "There's also more than enough room for extras, be they children or allies of some description. I may be fond of my own company but I do realise when others can be useful to me."

<Shaw> The corner of his mouth twitched. "Ah, there you are... I was starting to think you were slipping."

<Viper> She raised an eyebrow, "What do you mean by that?" She reached into the newest hole in the wall to take some pieces out. It seemed they'd been forced in some how and large portions of metal had been sheered off. She was going to have to have words with her would-be assassin.

<Shaw> "You realize when others can be useful to you. And here I was concerned that altruism may have taken root in your soul." He searched for the dustpan.

<Viper> "Given that I can't even feel empathy, I think that is highly unlikely." She swore then as she sliced her finger on a sharp piece of metal and withdrew her hand to put the finger in her mouth. She may heal but it still hurt.

<Shaw> His snicker was cut off by her exclamation and he looked up from his task. "Are you alright?"

<Viper> She nodded, removing her finger from her mouth to watch the cut heal over. "There's something sharp in there." She bent to open another panel and took out a flashlight so she could peer into the darkness.

<Shaw> He joined her, glancing down at her healing finger and then at the panel. "I suppose you could ask young Worthington to kiss it better," he added with a smirk, eyes on the panel.

<Viper> "Why would I do that?" She turned on the flashlight to locate the sharp piece so she could take it out.

<Shaw> "He might enjoy feeling he's of use." He took the flashlight to assist her. "Most pets do, after all."

<Viper> She moved over to make room for him, "You think he's a pet?"

<Shaw> "What else could he be?" Sebastian gave her a curious glance, shifting to shine the light inside the panel.

<Viper> "He's a project." She spotted the culprit and leaned in to pull it out and add it to the pile of recycling.

<Shaw> "A project?" His tone said it all, and he wasn't certain if he was amused or impressed, or, possibly disconcerted.

<Viper> She nodded, tossing the broken piece onto the pile and leaning into the cavity to inspect the rest of the system, "He is... damaged. I am attempting to fix him."

<Shaw> "Oh, he's most certainly damaged. However, he's not a robot. Aren't you concerned about his, ah, emotional state?"

<Viper> She turned to him, raising an eyebrow, "I am well aware he is not a robot. His emotional state is improving under my care."

<Shaw> "Is it?" He lowered the light to meet her eyes. "I suppose I wouldn't know. He never speaks and I've barely even seen the boy. He shies from everyone, and continued that during our journey here."

<Viper> "He was treated very badly in that prison. When we first met, he wouldn't allow anyone to even touch him. I hope being here will encourage him to venture out and speak to others..."

<Shaw> "He seems to have had no problem in... touching... you." Sebastian gave her a smirk, one eyebrow raised high.

<Viper> He was trying to get a reaction out of her but he was going to be sorely disappointed. Viper was not one bit ashamed. "Indeed. But that was hard work."

<Shaw> And he was. However, her comment made him make an entirely involuntary and embarrassing noise. "Indeed!"

<Viper> "I had to convince him to let me touch him first." She offered him a smirk and leaned past him to yank out some fried wiring.

<Shaw> His nose wrinkled and he re-aimed the flashlight's beam.

<Viper> And now he was the one that was uncomfortable. Ha! "Anything else you want to know while you're in an asking mood?"

<Shaw> "Mmm. I shall consider my options."

<Viper> "Don't take too long, I might get bored of answering and torment you instead."

<Shaw> Sebastian laughed. "Well, in that case... what are our options for locating Carol and Michael?"

<Viper> She paused, "Well... assuming they don't find my message first.... I might be able to find a way to track her unique energy signature."

<Shaw> "I'm rather doubtful they'll return, since... Colonel Danvers has very little reason to wish to."

<Viper> "She may not, but if they locate Hope and Stark, they will want to come back and I very much doubt she'll abandon them to find their way to us alone. It's not in her nature."

<Shaw> "True, but I can't imagine finding them would be an easy endeavor. Hope has experience in hiding, and while it's against Tony's nature to be subtle I'm sure he will."

<Viper> "Then we shall see who finds whom first." She paused to look at him, leaning against the wall, "It almost sounds like you're giving up hope already."

<Shaw> "No... and especially after you returned my Jessica to me I should never give up hope..." Sebastian sighed.

<Viper> "Then why the concern? You realise, relocating them will be fairly low on the priority list, given that we are being tracked. And I already have promised Christopher I will find a way to undo whatever they did to his child's mother. I also intend to continue searching for others and trying to discover why Warren's wings have not grown back. They should have."

<Shaw> Sebastian closed his eyes. "Is there anything I can do to assist then? Obviously, my priority would be relocating them, but if working on any of these other... concerns would speed that, then of course."

<Viper> "You can help me replace these. Your engineering skills are sufficient. I'll show you where the plans are so you can work on this while I make a space for an angry feral mutant to safely occupy."

<Shaw> He narrowed his eyes at the slight. "Very well. I will do what you need."

<Viper> "I'm not entirely sure what to do with a feral mutant the government has modified. I suppose I'll have to see what we're dealing with when she's here... Some suggestions on how to catch her would be appreciated. The quickest solution I can think of is using her child as bait... but I doubt anyone else will agree that is a good idea."

<Shaw> "While it would probably be most effective, I would agree it should be a last resort." He gestured with the flashlight. "Perhaps using Nord as the bait?"

<Viper> She frowned at him and looked pointedly at the flashlight for him to keep it still. "Perhaps... I need to speak to him more about it but I think I will wait until I have somewhere to keep her so he is able to see it."

<Shaw> "Yes." He took the hint and put the flashlight back in the panel. "Still, I doubt he would consent to using the boy as bait. If I were he I would volunteer before that."

<Viper> "And I would rather not put the child through that trauma. He's already been separated from her once in what was undoubtedly traumatic circumstances." She sighed, "Once I have fulfilled all my promises I will put my mind to bringing this administration down."

<Shaw> "Obviously, I would be more than pleased to assist with that task."

<Viper> "And you can help in any way you see fit. I want everyone to help if they have the desire to. I see no reason to turn away man power."

<Shaw> Sebastian pursed his lips in amusement and looked back into the panel. "Of course, locating the previous President could help our cause..."

<Viper> "Then we should hope your boy is as lucky as his father," she replied, pulling out a fried circuit board with a sigh.

<Shaw> He could only sigh at that. "Indeed."

<Viper> "If anyone is going to find Hope and her father, he will. He knows her better than anyone else. Just be patient." She reached in to manually operate the mechanism that would slide out the weapons array.

<Shaw> "And with Carol to help him..." He shook his head. "I shall endeavor to try."

<Viper> She offered him a small smile as she slid the unit forward, the other weapons systems all appearing from their hidden recesses at the same time. "And, in the mean time, I'm sure I can provide you with plenty of distractions."

<Shaw> "Apparently so," he mused, attention turning to the panels sliding away from the wall. Taking a step back, he turned off the light.

<Viper> Viper took off another panel and leaned inside the cavity now that the weapons were out of the way to look for any more debris. "If you get bored of lab work, you could always try your hand at gardening," she offered.

<Shaw> Sebastian couldn't help his laughter. "I doubt you'd like for me to try. Ask Jessica."

<Viper> "I hear it's relaxing," she shrugged a shoulder, "It might be a nice diversion if you run into a problem that's difficult to solve."

<Shaw> "Plants are probably more readily available for that than scotch, true."

<Viper> "I have quite a collection... but I shan't tell you where," she teased, "There's also a wine cellar."

<Shaw> He shook his head with a chuckle. "You never cease to amaze, my dear."

<Viper> "Well I couldn't possibly spend an unknown number of years down here without a suitable supply now, could I?"

<Shaw> "Perish the thought. I may, perhaps, be able to pursuade you as time passes." He flashed her a toothy grin.

<Viper> She shook her head, "I doubt it. But I will make sure I leave a bottle where you can find it every so often."

<Shaw> "How kind," he chuckled, then straightened. "So, now, aside from finishing my sweeping, I would like to get to work."

<Viper> She nodded, stepping past him to go back down the stairs, "Follow me and I'll show you where everything is."
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Re: What if...? DoFP

Post by Svartfreja » Tue Jul 30, 2019 9:53 pm

<Warren> Warren sat on Viper's bed waiting for her. Moving into the bunker had been crazy, especially finding someone already there. "You sure you're okay Viper?"

<Viper> "Of course. Why wouldn't I be?" Viper crossed the room, untieing the plait in her hair now that the cleanup had been finished.

<Warren> "Someone attempted to murder you... I'd think that would cause a little bit of aggravation. Or at least discomfort. I mean it happened to me many times... I never enjoyed it." He shrugged.

<Viper> She shrugged, sitting down on the bed, "It happens all the time. Many have tried. No one has succeeded. There is no sense worrying about it."

<Warren> "If you say so." Warren frowned a little. "Glad she didn't manage to kill you. You made me a promise, remember."

<Viper> "And I intend to keep it. Fortunately I have made many promises so there are several here with a vested interest in keeping me alive." She offered him a smile.

<Warren> "Alright... well I'm glad you've got some reason to stay around." He pulled his legs up onto the bed and sat cross legged watching her.

<Viper> "It's not about reason, Warren. It's about will. I have the will to survive. If I did not I would have certainly found an effective way to stay dead by now."

<Warren> "I don't know, you seem pretty hard to kill. Maybe you're part cat instead and just have a bunch of extra lives?"

<Viper> She laughed, "I heal. Healers are always harder to kill but there is usually a way."

<Warren> "I'd rather not discuss how to kill you if you don't mind." He frowned a little and ran a hand through his hair.

<Viper> "You're not even curious? Most people that meet me are."

<Warren> "I'd rather you not die. And you keep me safe... it's comforting." He gave her a little smile.

<Viper> Viper offered him a smile in return, "I'd rather I not die too. There is still so much I want to learn."

<Warren> "Figured you would have learned enough in all your years. Insatiable aren't you?"

<Viper> "Well everything's always changing. That's the beauty of it." She turned to take off her shoes, "Science and engineering are the only things I've ever really been good at."

<Warren> "Now you're starting to sound like a character from Star Trek. Maybe you should be out exploring space instead of stuck in a bunker with us."

<Viper> "And leave all those that have come to rely on me behind?" She gestured vaguely in the direction of the other rooms in the bunker.

<Warren> "Guess you have too many responsibilities, huh?" He got up and gave her a poke in the side. "If it helps, I appreciate you being around."

<Viper> "There are some that do." She pulled her feet up onto the bed now that she was minus shoes, "Or at least they appreciate what my presence can do for them."

<Warren> Warren paced around the room a little before going to sit back down with her. "Well I appreciate you." He gave her a hug, it felt like she needed one.

<Viper> She returned the hug because she assumed he wanted one. "You said..."

<Warren> "Huh?" Warren laid his head on her shoulder. "Oh uhmm yeah. I'm just trying to cheer you up."

<Viper> "I don't need cheering," she reminded him softly as she ran a hand over his hair, "Perhaps you do?"

<Warren> Warren shrugged a little. "I'm surviving."

<Viper> "Surviving is not the same as living," she replied, "Is there anything else I can do for you now that we are here and safe?"

<Warren> "I think you've already done plenty for me." Warren did enjoy her concern for him though.

<Viper> "I think I could do more if you would let me," she shifted to look at his face.

<Warren> "Like what, Viper? I think I've let you do whatever you want with me." He gave her a little smile.

<Viper> She laughed, "I don't mean that..."

<Warren> "Right, you're just as perverted as most of the students and teachers at Xaviers. You just hide it better." He leaned in and kissed her.

<Viper> She smiled and returned the kiss, "I can go without. I have my work."

<Warren> "Too bad." He gave her a little smirk. "Guess I'll just have to find another way to entertain myself."

<Viper> "I didn't say I would. But if you felt inclined to deny me I would survive," she laughed softly, "But I can do more for you."

<Warren> "You think I could deny such a beautiful maiden?" He gave her another kiss. "What're you thinking?"

<Viper> "I could find more of your friends..."

<Warren> "Y...yeah. I'm just worried what you're going to find... At least this way I don't know if they're dead." He swallowed hard.

<Viper> "So then I won't tell you if they are dead... I will just find those that live and we can bring them here. All you need to do is give me a list."

<Warren> "Alright... I'll try to think about it." He laid his head back on her shoulder. "I'm just worried you... won't find anything." Warren sighed.

<Viper> "I always find what I search for, Warren. It's a gift."

<Warren> "That's not what I meant... I meant you'll find them and not be able to tell me about it." He swallowed hard.

<Viper> "And what of those I could tell you about? Will you abandon them?"

<Warren> "I'd rather not... but there isn't much I can do for them. I would appreciate it if you could help them." He nuzzled her neck.

<Viper> "Of course I can help them," she nuzzled back, "There is never any doubt."

<Warren> "Thank you." He placed a few soft kisses across her neck.

<Viper> "There is no need to thank me. Mutants should help each other."

<Warren> "Mhmm. But still everyone should be thanking you I mean, look at this place. It's better than where everyone else was hiding at. I mean, that place was a dump with no real food. But at least here we can eat and be safe."

<Viper> "Well their plans were made on short notice. Mine have had considerably longer..."

<Warren> "Doesn't change that we should all be grateful to you." He leaned up to kiss her again.

<Viper> She returned the kiss, sliding her arms around his shoulders, "I'm unused to gratitude."

<Warren> Warren gave her another kiss, lingering this time. "Maybe I should help you get used to it?"

<Viper> "Why would you want to do that?" She raised an eyebrow, "Then I would come to expect it."

<Warren> "Isn't that the point?" He gave her a smile.

<Viper> "But then what happens when I don't get it?"

<Warren> "You can come tell me all about it and I'll give it to you." He kissed her neck.

<Viper> She laughed, tilting her head so he could have more of her neck, "Do you have so much to spare?"

<Warren> "Maybe." He nibbled across her neck. His hands moving across her sides.

<Viper> "And what did I do to earn it?" She asked, closing her eyes.

<Warren> "Too much to mention." He kissed up and down her neck, his hands moving under her shirt to feel her skin.

<Viper> She sucked in a breath at his hands on her skin, "Is that so?"

<Warren> "Mhmm." He slowly pushed her shirt up as his hands moved higher up her body. His lips still kissing across her neck.

<Viper> "Maybe I should get you to make a list..."

<Warren> "Or I could just keep you guessing so you'll never know when I'll give up." He moved back so he could remove her shirt and then went for her collar bones, kissing and nipping at them.

<Viper> "Is it a long list or a short list?"

<Warren> "It's getting longer." He kissed across her chest, his hands working to undo her bra.

<Viper> That made her laugh because it sounded like a euphemism, "Good. I shall endevour to keep it growing."

<Warren> "You're making lots of things grow Viper." He got her bra off and leaned lower to kiss at her breasts.

<Viper> "Good," She smiled, stroking her hands over his hair.

<Warren> Warren kissed lower down her body his hands working to get her pants off. "I live to please."

<Viper> She laid back on the bed to make it easier for him, "It's as good a reason as any..."
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Re: What if...? DoFP

Post by Svartfreja » Tue Jul 30, 2019 9:56 pm

<Shinobi> He was willing to admit that this latest car had been a mistake. The aging sedan had only made it about sixty miles before the first sign of trouble, although within five minutes of freeing it from its carport they'd discovered the pea green car had no heat.

<Shinobi> The vibration was just kind of annoying, but when the new and exciting knocking noise started Obi had a sinking feeling. It'd made it another fifteen miles before the engine temperature started to rise.

<Carol> Carol had been trying to get some sleep in the terrible car but had not had much luck so far. She finally glanced over and sighed, "Maybe if we put the blinkers on and I carry the car we can convince people it's a small air craft?" she offered.

<Shinobi> Obi laughed, easing up on the gas and hoping the car would at least wait until he could find a shoulder on this equally terrible country highway to pull off. "I don't think even these natives are that dumb, unfortunately."

<Carol> "Well... maybe we could try an actual plane - we'd go further a lot faster." And she was so sick of driving.

<Shinobi> He laughed again, then looked over at her when he realized she wasn't. "Wait, what?"

<Carol> "You're sitting next to a pilot. It's totally doable."

<Shinobi> "Yeah, but a plane is a little bigger than a car-" He jerked his attention back to the road and then down to the dash when another warning light popped on.

<Carol> "Well we're not going to be driving it up a street so I don't see how that's a problem..."

<Shinobi> "You know what I mean. They can be tracked more easily." Looking for a place to pull over, he weaved a little and slowed down further. Luckily, there wasn't any traffic in the frozen hinterlands.

<Carol> "Not if you ditch the transponder somewhere...." she singsonged, "Come on... it's going to take weeks to get there at this rate...."

<Shinobi> "What about radar?" He shot her another look as the car lurched.

<Carol> "You can avoid that and with the weather and everything it'll be hard enough to spot us. Anyone'd think you wanted it to take us weeks to get there."

<Shinobi> Obi frowned and forced the car over the next hill then let it coast. "No, I just don't want to get caught - again."

<Carol> "You won't get caught. Not with me," she assured him, "Trust me."

<Shinobi> He blew out a breath and let the car roll to a halt on gravel. "I do."

<Carol> "So.... does this mean you're willing to try the plane?"

<Shinobi> "Yeah... I guess so." The car's engine choked and the entire vehicle shuddered. "I think this thing is done." His statement was punctuated by a thin stream of smoke that started to rise from beneath the hood.

<Carol> "... Yep. Looks like it." She sighed, glancing up and down the empty road, "Okay... you sit tight. I'll go find an airfield."

<Shinobi> "Aye-aye, captain." He was dismayed to find that the car kept sputtering. "I'll... have fun here."

<Carol> She paused, half way out of the car, "Later, I'm going to pay you back for verbally demoting me." With that, she stood up and closed the door behind her, taking off straight up.

<Shinobi> Obi snorted, then leaned to look up at her ascent. The car coughed. "Yeah, me too," he agreed.

<Shinobi> He sat until the car coughed again, then got out, popping the hood as he went. Fuck it was cold! Unable to tell where the smoke was coming from, he phased as he leaned over the engine. Yup, it was an engine.

<Shinobi> This is when Sebastian or Hope's mechanical prowess would come in handy. Sighing, he gave up and instead looked around at the woods. His stolen boots creaked in the snow as he turned to survey the area.

<Shinobi> Aside from the sputtering car and his own movements, the woods seemed unnaturally quiet and utterly still. It was creepy.

<Shinobi> Also, he had to pee. It was probably best to do that while Carol was gone, so he took a long look up and down the roadway for any oncoming cars and then back toward the woods.

<Shinobi> While he really didn't want to go in those woods, he also didn't want to get arrested by the only cop within forty miles if he pissed on the car's tire.

<Carol> It took Carol a while to get her bearings above the snowy landscape. And she hated flying in the snow. At least it wasn't heavy right now and it was daylight. Eventually she spotted an airfield and did a fly-by to check out the security. There were cameras but not much in the way of people. Not that either would be particularly helpful to them.

<Shinobi> He closed the hood with a bang that seemed to echo throughout the woods, yet nothing moved in response. Yeah, creepy. After another look around, he adjusted his scarf to cover more of his face and stepped into the frozen grass.

<Shinobi> All he needed to do was get far enough away so he wasn't visible from the road, so he ducked branches and weaved around undergrowth that stabbed his legs through his jeans.

<Carol> Satisfied that they could handle stealing a plane, Carol headed back to the car. On her way in to land, she fired a heated blast at the road to clear the snow so she didn't have to slow down so much or risk landing on her ass.

<Shinobi> Having found a satisfactory tree, Obi was taking care of business when it sounded like the car exploded on the road. The pitch of his scream would have shamed him if he'd actually heard it. "The fuck?!"

<Carol> Carol peered into the car. No Shaw. "Hellooooooo?" she called.

<Shinobi> He couldn't immediately recognize the voice, so he swore under his breath and zipped up. Moving as quietly as he could, he jockeyed to get a look at the car.

<Carol> Carol lifted a little way into the air, turning on the spot to see if she could see signs of him. She spotted footprints and landed again to follow them.

<Shinobi> Spotting a different path, he followed what he hoped was a game trail heading back toward the road. Obi moved through the brush and swore he heard footsteps. He stopped and listened. Crunch, crunch.

<Carol> Well... there was pee. Ew. But still no Shaw. Did he somehow manage to get lost? Was his sense of direction so bad he couldn't follow his own prints to the car? "If you can hear me where you are, stop walking and wait til I get to you...." she called out, pitching her voice to carry.

<Shinobi> He had already stopped walking, mostly because he was starting to wonder if he hadn't imagined all of it... or if there was a sasquatch following him.

<Shinobi> This time, however, he heard her. "Yeah, I'm right here." He turned around, heading back to meet her.

<Carol> She picked up her pace and continued to follow the tracks until she found him, "Hey. So I found an air field..."

<Shinobi> "I found... weirdness." He raised his finger to his lips to shush her and pointed at the snowy trees. "Just listen," he whispered.

<Carol> She frowned but stood still to listen. Raising an eyebrow when she'd waited an appropriate amount of time and didn't hear anything.

<Shinobi> He raised both eyebrows, his eyes on hers.

<Carol> "Either I'm not hearing what you're hearing or... I'm not getting the problem."

<Shinobi> "Exactly! There's nothing!" He wrinkled his nose and looked around again. "It's weird."

<Carol> "It's winter. Most things are sleeping... or hunting the sleeping things." She shrugged a shoulder, "Plus there's all that noise the car made..." She inclined her head toward the road, "Come on."

<Shinobi> His sour expression didn't change. "I hate the woods," he grumbled, following her.

<Carol> "Aww, don't worry. I'll protect you," She laughed, slinging an arm around his shoulders and giving him a squeeze.

<Shinobi> Obi staggered and then nearly flailed when she picked his feet off the snowy forest floor. "Gee, thanks!"

<Carol> She laughed again and ruffled his hair when she set him down, "You're welcome."

<Shinobi> He laughed, trying to resettle his hair, and followed her. Still, he couldn't resist a glance behind him at the snowy woods.

<Carol> "So..." she started again after a moment or two, "I found an airfield we can borrow a plane from."

<Shinobi> "Yeah?" That got his attention. "What kind of plane are you going for, anyway?"

<Carol> "Small private airfield. They have not so good security. So I figure we can just sit in the car til dark somewhere and then go get a plane."

<Shinobi> That didn't exactly answer his question, but it wasn't as if he knew much about planes anyway. "You're the boss in this adventure."

<Carol> "I am the boss. We only need a little plane so a small airfield is good. Aaaand I can absolutely knock out their security cameras. Then we just have to make sure there's enough fuel to get us to Alaska and go."

<Shinobi> Obi nodded. "So once we get there do we need to find another field or..."

<Carol> "I can land on pretty much anything, don't worry about it," She perched on the hood of the car when they returned to it. "It'll probably be a bumpy landing but I haven't lost a passenger yet."

<Shinobi> "Well, that's reassuring," he said with a half-hearted laugh. They reached the car, and he opened the door, which creaked omimously.

<Carol> "Before all this... I was the best pilot they had. Does that make you feel better?" She put her hands in her jacket pockets, cocking her head on one side while she watched him.

<Shinobi> "Well, if the shit hits the fan, I can always phase." He gave her a smirk over the roof of the car.

<Carol> Her expression indicated all on it's own that that was offensive but the shot from her finger-gun just past his left ear said it louder.

<Shinobi> Obi yelped and dodged. When his face popped back over the roof, his nose wrinkled. "Somebody is touchy."

<Carol> "Never insult my piloting skills. Everything else is fair game. But not that."

<Shinobi> "How can I insult when I haven't even seen you fly yet?" He shook his head and got back into the car.

<Carol> "You totally just did!" She got up and opened the other door to climb in beside him. "Acting like you don't think I can land on six feet of snow."

<Shinobi> "Because my expert opinion matters?" He reached into the back seat to find his bag, pausing to wink at her as he did.

<Carol> "Well I don't have any other opinions to listen to right now," she replied, rolling her eyes but offering a smirk in response.

<Shinobi> "Back at you," he chuckled, pulling a pilfered candy bar from his bag and waving it. "Do you need a Snickers?"

<Carol> She gave him a shove but snagged the candy from him anyway. "You know what I miss most since the world went to hell?"

<Shinobi> "Hot water?" He pulled out another candy bar.

<Carol> She shook her head, "Fast food."

<Shinobi> Obi paused in peeling the wrapper and groaned. "Yeaaaah. Carryout Indian food..."

<Carol> "Pizza." She would consider doing just about anything for pizza.

<Shinobi> "Fuck yeah..." He took a bite of slightly stale candy. "Taco Bell... guilty pleasure."

<Carol> "There was a really great place in Boston for cheese burgers...."

<Shinobi> "I could really do with a Philly right now, too..."

<Carol> "Okay we have got to stop talking about food." It was making her hungry. "Wanna find a nicer spot to sit in the car or just stay here?"

<Shinobi> He chewed contemplatively and rolled his head sideways to look in the back seat. "It would probably be more comfortable back there."

<Carol> Carol stared at him for a moment, trying to work out whether he was being silly or stupid. "You know I mean to move the car, right?"

<Shinobi> He returned the stare for a long moment, then laughed. "You're one hell of an optimist if you think this thing will start again!"

<Carol> She gave him another long look, decided he was clearly having a stupid moment and got out of the car, closing the door behind her.

<Shinobi> He rolled his eyes and took another bite. "Subtle is so totally not your thing," he said, cracking the window so she could hear him.

<Carol> "You're only figuring that out now?" After testing the balance of the car by lifting it a little, she picked the best spot to lift it up from to carry it to a better spot.

<Shinobi> Obi grabbed the seat as the car shifted and thought about putting on his seat belt, to be contrary if nothing else.

<Carol> She flew a few miles away to a spot by a mostly frozen river and plonked the car down in the deep snow. It was nice and far from anywhere so they didn't have to worry about being seen.

<Shinobi> The car's suspension rocked and he was fairly certain he'd heard something break when it plopped into the snow, gouts of powder floofing up past the doors. "Whoa!"

<Carol> She melted enough of the snow with her powers to open the door then poked her head inside to see what could be seen through the windows. Not a whole lot. She could fix that. More snow was melted so that he could appreciate the view.

<Shinobi> He waved, then took another bite of the candy bar and gave the back seat a significant look.

<Carol> Mission accomplished she climbed back into the car and sat down. "Isn't this better than the road?"

<Shinobi> He took in the woods and the river, twisting to take in woods all around them. "Lots of trees," he observed.

<Carol> "You have a problem with trees?" she raised an eyebrow at him, shifting in her seat to face him.

<Shinobi> "Creepy, remember?" He grinned, turning toward her as well.

<Carol> "Well, it's okay. I'm fairly sure I can beat up a tree," she assured him.

<Shinobi> "I'm sure," he laughed, shaking his head. Still, he locked the car doors.

<Carol> "Oh yeah because a homicidal tree's gonna use the door," she mocked, laughing too.

<Shinobi> Obi shrugged, completely unbothered, and ate his candy. "You never know," he said, waving it at her.

<Carol> "Okay, okay," she laughed again holding her hands up in surrender, "Do your parents know you're insane or have you managed to hide it all this time?"

<Shinobi> "Am I really insane though? Think about it." He gestured with the candybar. "I'm a clone and you're an alien and we're hunted by giant robots." He smirked.

<Carol> "And rather than giant robots, you're afraid of trees." She pointed out, "Trees that are sleeping because it's winter."

<Shinobi> He made a face. "It's not the trees..."

<Carol> "So what is it?" she rested her head against the seat.

<Shinobi> Settling into the seat and staring at his candy, he sighed. "There are more things in the woods than trees."

<Carol> "What are you scared of? You can phase and I can beat up pretty much anything. Nothing's gonna hurt you."

<Shinobi> "Well, I know that, I suppose, but still sometimes you can get..." Why was he telling her this? "I just don't like the woods, and it doesn't have anything to do with the trees." Obi took a bite of the candy bar.

<Carol> "Well, look... I know I kid a lot but I mean it when I say I'll look after you." She reached over and patted his leg.

<Shinobi> Obi wasn't entirely sure if he should be reassured or offended, but he gave her a tight smile and nod either way.

<Carol> "Okay, well I'm gonna try and get some sleep so I don't fall asleep at the controls later.... wake me up if you get spooked," she offered him a smile.

<Shinobi> Offended, definitely. He narrowed his eyes at her, but without much heat. "Will do, boss."

[Time Passes]

<Carol> Having set the car down a little way away to not draw too much attention, Carol carried the supplies as she led the way to the small airfield.

<Shinobi> Obi carried the rest, after giving the car a farewell kick.

<Carol> She headed to the security office first, concentrating and focusing her energy powers to generate an EMP, taking out the lights and the cheap security cameras.

<Shinobi> Remaining half-phased, Obi stayed in her shadow, scoping out the small field. "Which one?" All the planes frankly looked the same to him.

<Carol> She pointed, "That one. Should have enough in the tank to get us to Alaska." She lifted into the air to hop the fence and crossed to the plane, the darkness keeping them hidden from the security guards as they tried to figure out what happened to the power.

<Shinobi> "Should?" he hissed, phasing through the fence and staying hot on her heels.

<Carol> "What? You're worried? You know I can pick that up too, right?" She replied with a small grin, "You worry too much." She opened the door of the small plane and tossed the luggage inside.

<Shinobi> "Yeah, bu-" He trailed off with a sigh. In some ways, this was just like being with Hope. "I'm never gonna win, am I?" He shook his head with a chuckle and started to load his baggage into the plane as well.

<Carol> "Nope. I have a hard head. It's genetic." She went to pull the blocks away from the wheels.

<Shinobi> Flashlight beams bounced off the snow and a plane to his left and Obi ducked. "We might have company."

<Carol> "So get in. They can't outrun a plane," she smirked and shook her head, "You're so cute."

<Shinobi> He narrowed his eyes at her, but climbed in as told.

<Carol> Blocks removed and wings de-iced courtesy of her powers, Carol climbed in beside him and quickly checked the flight controls after powering the systems on. "Here, put these on," she handed him a set of headphones.

<Shinobi> After glancing at the bouncing flashlight beams once more, he put on the uncomfortable headset. It was greasy. Ugh.

<Carol> Carol put the other one on herself and started the engine. The flashlight beams now had a target but once they were moving they'd have no hope of catching up so she got on that right away, "I learned to fly in one of these." She patted the instrument board fondly.

<Shinobi> He nodded, watching her from the corner of his eye with a smirk. "So it's vintage. Got it."

<Carol> "Hey!" She gave him a shove, "They're built to last!" Once on the runway she increased the speed to take off, and then her brain caught up. "I'm not old!"

<Shinobi> Obi laughed, leaning slightly to look down at the guards. So much for a low profile.

<Carol> "Don't worry about them, we'll ditch the transponder over Canada. They won't find this thing."

<Shinobi> "Okay. I'll have to take your word for it." He flashed her a smile, shifting in the seat in an attempt to get comfortable.

<Carol> "You can do that. I know planes.... or pretty much anything that flies. You can take a nap if you want, I promise not to crash."

<Shinobi> "You don't need me to do anything?" He glanced at the vast black nothingness around them.

<Carol> "Do you know how to fly a plane?" She looked over at him.

<Shinobi> "I'll take a nap then," he sighed, sliding down into the seat. At least they were out of the woods, he supposed.
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Re: What if...? DoFP

Post by Svartfreja » Tue Jul 30, 2019 10:01 pm

<Viper> Viper was fairly sure she'd prepared the lab as best she could. Now came the next part of the plan... but she needed to get it past Chris. After checking the security feeds, she located him in the gardens and headed down there, "Christopher?" she called once she was in there.

<Christopher> Chris looked up from the planter he was working on when he heard his name. "Oh hey there, Viper." He wiped his hands off and went over to wash them off.

<Viper> "I need to speak to you about a plan..." she decided to cut to the chase because there was no easy way to start this conversation even if she was good at tact.

<Christopher> "Oh? Need a little extra muscle for something?" Chris dried his hands off and moved over to her.

<Viper> "Not as such..." she sighed, "I have finished putting together a containment area for Thomas' mother. Now I need to put together a plan to lure and capture her. The obvious would be to use her son but I have been reliably informed that I should consider that only a last resort."

<Christopher> "Yeah, I'd have to agree with that. As much as I'd like to get Greer back, I don't want to endanger Thomas in any way. Have you thought about however they're tracking her while she's tracking down other mutants though? We can't risk everyone here..."

<Viper> "Yes, I have. It should be a simple matter to disable it in the field. I intend to lure her far from this place. The last thing I want is to move again." She sighed, "So. How would you suggest we achieve this?"

<Christopher> "I'd say any mutant would work as bait. So me." He gave her a little shrug.

<Viper> "Are you sure? I will need you to hold her still while I remove the tracking device... which could take some time. If there's anything I can do to make it easier for you...?" She put her hands on her hips.

<Christopher> "I've had to subdue her before... I heal and the more she struggles the stronger it will make me. Just have another set of clothes ready for me."

<Viper> "Would you like me to bring anything else? Or anyone else?" She cocked her head on one side, studying him.

<Christopher> "I mean if you think we need more help. But I'd rather not endanger anyone else." He shrugged.

<Viper> "There shouldn't be any danger... but I understand." She nodded, "I am loathe to endanger anyone at all but I would rather have at least one other set of hands and I thought it only right to ask you... but tell me... if things do not go to plan... what do you hope to happen to your son?"

<Christopher> "I really don't know Viper. I didn't think I'd ever see either of them again. If things go tits up though I'm sure Jess will take good care of him."

<Viper> "Of course she will..." she sighed, "And she will do an excellent job, I am sure... But perhaps you should thank her before hand just to be on the safe side... she takes in strays... that's what she does... but Thomas is not a stray. He has parents that are alive and love him. At least give her your blessing so she knows that is what you want."

<Christopher> "Yeah I'll have a chat with her before we go. Don't need her trying to talk me out of this." Chris ran a hand through his hair.

<Viper> "Just make sure she knows you are set on this. She will know you're serious..." She stepped closer to him, "Are you sure this is what you want?"

<Christopher> "What they're doing to her is wrong. If there's something we can do we need to do it."

<Viper> "I agree..." she frowned a little, "Christopher... you are thinking this through and not just acting on impulse?" She studied him closer, "I am aware it is a concern with you former students of Xavier."

<Christopher> "If I was acting on impulse I would have attempted to capture her on my own already and probably be a prisoner."

<Viper> "I told you I would help her if I could... for all I know you were just waiting for me to have a plan."

<Christopher> "Plans seem to work out better than just running in like an idiot. I used to do that a little too much and just rely on my powers."

<Viper> "Well look at that. One of you grew a brain." She smirked, "I'm sure it will go well. Don't worry." She reached up and patted his cheek.

<Christopher> "I wouldn't say that. It's probably I took so many hits to the head it finally restarted and is working how it was intended now."

<Viper> "Well don't tell that to Sebastian. He might try shooting me in the head again." She gently rubbed his cheek with her thumb, "Just make sure you continue to use that brain. No stupid risks. If we need to abort the plan, you abort the plan. Understand?"

<Christopher> "I'm not in the sharing mood when it comes to that shit head." He rolled his eyes. "I'll do my best."

<Viper> "What did he do to you to make you hate him so much? Did he shoot you in the face too?"

<Christopher> "If I had my list I'd rattle everything off to you. But most recently, fucking up my best friend more than this whole mess had already done."

<Viper> "Being angry with him is not going to fix that," she pointed out, "You're only hurting yourself this way. There are so few of us free and well. We need each other."

<Christopher> "Well for now I'm going to be angry with him. And maybe I'll give him another chance eventually but not now. He doesn't deserve it."

<Viper> Viper cocked her head on one side while she considered that, "Alright..." She nodded, "You can have your angry time. Everyone is allowed some of that. But no wallowing. I reserve the right to nag you relentlessly if I detect any wallowing. Do we have a deal?"

<Christopher> "I don't wallow anymore. And good luck nagging me, I'm immune. Carol has tried it doesn't work."

<Viper> "Carol is not me." She reminded him, "Now. Is there anything else I can do for you until we are ready to set our trap?"

<JackSkulls> "You'll find I'm pretty damn immune to nagging. If they couldn't nag me out of being a druggy then I don't think you'll be able to nag me into much. And I think I'm good. I'll just keep killing time in here."

<Viper> "Are you sure you wouldn't rather do something else? I'm sure I can find you something."

<JackSkulls> "Gardening is fine. I like it. Lets me do something with my hands and passes the time."

<Viper> "Nothing else you'd rather be doing with your hands?" She raised an eyebrow, "This place is well-equipped. I'm almost certain I can provide whatever you might want."

<JackSkulls> Chris rolled his eyes. "I don't want to sleep with you, Viper. And yes I'm happy to work in the garden."

<Viper> The eyebrow remained up, "I wasn't suggesting you sleep with me... though if you wanted to I wouldn't say no. I was suggesting I can find you something else to do if you would rather. I believe you had a forge at one time."

<JackSkulls> "I did, but I haven't done that in a while. For now I'm happy gardening. I'm sure there will be plenty to do once we get Greer."

<Viper> "That depends how easy it is to undo what they did to her. You may wish to take regular breaks. It will, more than likely, be quite frustrating." She cocked her head on one side, "If you would prefer, there are other art supplies... I occasionally like to draw to pass the time."

<JackSkulls> "I appreciate it, Viper and if I feel like picking any of it back up I'll let you know." He was starting to get a little frustrated with her. Did she not know how to take no for an answer?"

<Viper> She gave a nod, "I'll find you when I am ready to go. It should be within the next day or so."

<JackSkulls> "Sounds like a plan. I'll be waiting." He went back over to the plants to start working on them again.
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Re: What if...? DoFP

Post by Svartfreja » Tue Jul 30, 2019 10:01 pm

<Carol> After hours of flying, Carol was bored. Her passenger was still asleep and there was a vast expanse of snow beneath her. She knew they were now over Alaska and she was looking at a suitable place to put down... but it'd be nicer landing in snow with a conscious passenger.

<Carol> She could have leaned over and given him a little shake to wake him up but that would be boring. Instead, she gave the plane a little 360 spin.

<Shinobi> He wasn't quite sure what was wrong, but something had to be. Obi woke all at once with a yell, grabbing the arm rests on the seat.

<Carol> "Welcome to Alaska," Carol grinned over at him.

<Shinobi> Obi looked from the ground below to Carol and around them. Then his glare zeroed back on on the pilot. "Was that necessary?"

<Carol> "I was bored! There's nothing to look at but snow and it's been like that for hours."

<Shinobi> His eyebrow lifted.

<Carol> "Keep looking at me like that and I'll do it again."

<Shinobi> "You better not!" His fingers dug into the arm rests.

<Carol> She laughed, "Oh come on, it's fun!"

<Shinobi> "It's definitely not fun when I'm asleep!"

<Carol> "Wanna see if it's more fun when you're awake?"

<Shinobi> "No!" Well, maybe, but he didn't want to encourage her.

<Carol> She shrugged a shoulder, "Okay. Your loss." She circled a spot that looked like it was free of trees. Probably a frozen river. It'd do. "Landing's gonna be bumpy."

<Shinobi> "Shocker." He was also a little shocked she hadn't spun the plane anyway out of spite. Hope would have. Obi looked out at the landscape, pushing that thought down.

<Carol> She started the descent, keeping the wings level was tricky with the crosswind but she was a seasoned pilot. "Also I have no idea how deep the snow is," she added as the wheels brushed the surface.

<Shinobi> "Oh... well... good." He winced, knuckles turning white against the arm rests.

<Carol> "You don't like to fly, huh?" She glanced over at him as the slowing plane started to plough a furrow in the snow.

<Shinobi> "I didn't used to mind it, but ... I don't know... I guess the murderbots have kind of made me gunshy." He gritted his teeth and half phased into the seat.

<Carol> "You're safe with me, you know that right?" She glanced at him again as the wheels finally settled on something solid and she could apply the brakes.

<Shinobi> "Yes..." He pushed the word out through his teeth, sounding utterly convincing, with his eyes still fixed on the white horizon.

<Carol> With the addition of the pressure from the snow, the stop was quick but relatively gentle. She shut off the engine and pulled off the headset, turning in her seat to face him, "There we go. In one piece."

<Shinobi> Obi gave her a tight smile and pried his fingers from the arm rest to take off his own headset.

<Carol> "Try to relax before you pull something," she laughed, shoving the door of the small aircraft open against the snow.

<Shinobi> He couldn't even protest really, so he opened his mouth, closed it, then unbuckled himself.

<Carol> She packed some snow down on her side so she could open the other door and take out their things. "I hope you got some rest because we'll be hiking from here."

<Shinobi> "How deep is it?" It was hard to tell from his angle.

<Carol> "Few feet. Not so bad." She shrugged, "At least it's not still snowing. The wind's bad enough. It might not be this deep everywhere, you know how snow drifts..."

<Shinobi> He wrinkled his nose and leaned over to look out at the white wasteland she'd exposed. It was certainly cold enough. "I like your optimism that a few feet of snow isn't that bad."

<Carol> "Snow isn't so bad. It's the wind that'll kill ya." She pulled out their luggage, "You wanna get out this side? Or do I have to come around there and get you?"

<Shinobi> "I'll come across." He reached behind the seat for his coat and hoped this wouldn't suck as much as the last time he'd been to Alaska. "Where are we, anyway?"

<Carol> "You want actual geography? Because it kind of doesn't matter... we'll be no closer to finding anyone."

<Shinobi> "Not necessarily. Hope was born in Cooperstown. She kind of lived around at foster homes, but she generally stayed in that area."

<Carol> "You think she'd go back there?" Carol frowned, "Seems like the kind of thing people would check..."

<Shinobi> He sighed. "I have no idea, but it's a starting place?" Obi shrugged, zipping into his coat and rummaging for his pack.

<Carol> "I guess it's as good as any... it's not that far away." She gathered up the items she'd been carrying and arranged them in a comfortable order. "You gonna be okay with all this walking in snow?"

<Shinobi> "Yeah, I'll manage. I can always phase." He jumped out into the snow and immediately sank.

<Carol> She laughed, "It's probably just as well."

<Shinobi> "It's almost as good as flying, only not." He smirked, looking up at her and struggling in the snow for a moment to right himself.

<Carol> She offered him a hand, "We need to walk into the wind... which I prefer so hooray."

<Shinobi> "Hooray," he deadpanned, phasing enough to airwalk to the surface of the snow and look around them. Yep. White and woodsy.

<Carol> "Come on." She inclined her head in the direction they needed to walk, "Things could be worse."

<Shinobi> "Oh, they definitely could." He quickly caught up with her since he didn't need to wade through the snow. Even the cold was blunted in this state.

<Carol> Since he didn't have to wade and neither did she, they made pretty good progress across the terrain until they started to make out shapes in the distance that weren't trees.

<Shinobi> "So you never did answer where we were." Obi had been keeping his attention on the woodline, trying to think like Hope as best as he could.

<Carol> "See those buildings in the distance?" She pointed ahead of them, "That's Cooperstown."

<Shinobi> He did a double take between her and the town. "Really?"

<Carol> "Yep. I'm a psychic ninja. Who knew?"

<Shinobi> That gave him pause. "Things would be a lot more simple if one of us was a psychic."

<Carol> She shrugged, "Lucky is a close second?"

<Shinobi> "Let's hope," he laughed.

<Carol> She gave him a small grin, "So think we should check the town or just the surrounds?"

<Shinobi> "Probably the woods around it, although I can't imagine Tony going Swiss Family Robinson without a fight, so maybe see if there are some abandoned buildings in the town? On the outskirts?"

<Carol> "Okidoki... if you want I can do a quick flyby and see what I find then we'll have a general direction...?"

<Shinobi> "Sounds good." He took a look around. "I suppose we need to find a place to get out of the weather, too."

<Carol> "Yeah... I'll look for somewhere to do that on the way back." She removed everything she was carrying to have a smaller profile and lifted into the air, "Sit tight, I won't be long."

<Shinobi> "Be careful," he warned, watching her rise up.

<Carol> "Don't worry, I'm always careful." Yeah that was a lie but she shot off before he could protest.

<Shinobi> "Yeah, bullshit-" He frowned up at the sky, then sighed.

<Carol> Carol circled the town a few times nice and high, picking out a few locations to try before she headed back, dropping down and stopping just above the surface of the snow.

<Shinobi> Obi started to take a drink of water, annoyed that it'd frozen over, again. After making himself comfortable sitting on one of their packs, he scanned the horizon again, then the skies. Aha, his water heater returns! He held the bottle up in greeting. "Find anything?"

<Carol> Carol took the bottle to defrost it, "Yeah there's a few places on the edge of town that look remote enough to be safe.... well one of them looks like half of it fell down but there's smoke coming out of the chimney so...." she shrugged and passed him back the water.

<Shinobi> "Huh. Might want to check that one out then." He nodded thanks for the water and took a drink. "Although, Hope probably wouldn't let any smoke get out. Too noticeable."

<Carol> "Better than letting it collect in the cabin," she shrugged, "So I guess we'll head that way first? But it'll be dark soon so we should get somewhere more sheltered in case the wind picks up."

<Shinobi> "Spend the night somewhere and then head over there tomorow?" He didn't relish the idea of being outside at night in Alaska.

<Carol> "It's the best option. I don't really want to be walking around at night and drawing attention to ourselves."

<Shinobi> "Sounds good to me." He didn't want to mention that other things might be walking around at night, too.

<Carol> "Let's head into the trees for some shelter and dig a hole in the snow," She picked up her things again.

<Shinobi> That gave him pause and he gave her a flat look. "Isn't there a nice for-sure abandoned shack somewhere around here?"

<Carol> "Nope. But don't worry. Trees are good enough for short-term." She offered him a smile and headed into the trees.

<Shinobi> Sure they were. His lip curled, but he picked up his bags and followed, slogging through the snow.

<Carol> She found a tree with a nice wide base and checked under it. "This'll do." She dropped one of the packs and started to extract things. "You're really not big on the camping thing, huh? I mean... okay, survival camping not so much fun but still...."

<Shinobi> Obi took a look around at the woods, and the rapidly failing light. "No, not really. I mean, why be outdoors if you don't have to be?"

<Carol> "Because you never know when all the skills you learn could come in handy. Case in point," she gestured around them. "At least you don't have to worry about being cold with me around."

<Shinobi> "Yeah..." He kept his eyes on the trees, then turned to look at Carol and smiled faintly. "There is that, at least."

<Carol> She used a spade to dig out an entry point then headed under the boughs of the tree to lay a groundsheet. "You're in good hands, don't worry so much."

<Shinobi> "Well, I do tend to trust you, it's just..." He took one more look around before crouching to look in at her. "Well, it's everything else I don't trust." He smirked. "Can I help you with anything?"

<Carol> "Pass me the bags and I'll stuff them in somewhere," she offered him a smile, "You don't have to worry about the everything else either. Everything else is dinner."

<Shinobi> "Except for the things that would eat us for dinner instead." He said it lightly, though, and started hefting the bags through to her. The entryway seemed big enough that he didn't need to attempt phasing through.

<Carol> "Pfft. Nothing's big enough to eat me for dinner." She put another sheet over the bags then attached one to the underside of the tree in case of drips or surprise snow dumping.

<Shinobi> "Not even a polar bear?" He started digging through a pack, looking for food for them.

<Carol> "Not even," she laughed, "I can throw a tank. A polar bear is not scary." She finished securing their shelter and pulled out some more insulation against the cold for them to sit on.

<Shinobi> He hummed. "What about... something else?"

<Carol> "What? You mean like wolves or something? Also not scary."

<Shinobi> "Nah..." Obi pulled out another bottle of water for Carol and started picking through their rations. "There're stories, you know, especially up here... weird shit lives in the woods."

<Carol> She raised an eyebrow, "... Are you talking about Bigfoot?" She couldn't help it. She laughed. A lot.

<Shinobi> "See...." He half-heartedly lobbed the water at her. "This is why I didn't say anything before!"

<Carol> "I'm sorry," she said, still laughing and holding up a hand to placate him, "It's just... it's so ridiculous."

<Shinobi> "Really? I mean, is it? Really?" He phased his hand and pushed it though their tarp roof and then looked at her. "I'm a mutant clone and you're part alien."

<Carol> She was still laughing, "I'm from New England. It was fun to go looking for Bigfoot with my brothers when we went camping as kids."

<Shinobi> "But you didn't find it, so that means it can't possibly exist?" He sat back against the pack, stretching his legs out. "There were a lot of things I didn't believe in until I started working for Dr. Essex."

<Carol> She managed to stop laughing... mostly, "You're so adorable," she teased, ruffling his hair, "Look. There's two kinds of people in this world. The people that believe this stuff and are afraid of it... and the people that think it's all a pile of crap and go looking for it for fun. I fit into the latter category... and I'm pretty sure the Air Force made it worse."

<Shinobi> Obi smirked at the ruffle, leaning back away from her as far as he could. "I'm not sure I believe in it, but I've had enough fucking unpleasant surprises to keep an open mind."

<Carol> "Well, I'm pretty sure I can beat up a Bigfoot if they actually exist too," she assured him, "So don't worry about it. Not that anything'll be looking under here for us anyway."

<Shinobi> "Technically, I can phase and bigfoot would barrel right through me, but it's just... the idea." He shrugged, looking around their little snowy tomb.

<Carol> "We're not on a game trail so we're safe. Any predator will stick to those to find food, don't worry so much you can't even sleep..."

<Shinobi> "Nah, I won't... it mainly just bothers me out in the open. Or when I'm alone." He gave her a shrug and half smile, not wanting to get too far into his neurosis.

<Carol> "Hopefully that won't be an issue for too much longer," she returned the smile.

<Shinobi> "Unless bigfoot is squatting in one of these old cabins you spotted, hopefully you're right."

<Carol> "If bigfoot is squatting anywhere, we'll apparently smell it looooong before we see it." She patted his leg gently, "And then I'll go punch it."

<Shinobi> He laughed, startled enough for it to be genuine. "Man, hopefully we can find some running water soon or we may not smell him over ourselves." His nose wrinkled and he picked at his stolen jacket.

<Carol> "Well I guess layers have bonus points there too," She offered, "I don't sweat though so... that's all you."

<Shinobi> "...can I be an alien too?" He turned on the sad eyes.

<Carol> "Aww, I think that ship has sailed," she laughed, "But if I ever go to Hala, I'll put in a good word for you."

<Shinobi> His eyebrows lifted. "Where now? Is that where you're from?"

<Carol> She shook her head, "It's where the Kree are from... half of my genetics. But I was born and raised in Boston. That's where I'm from."

<Shinobi> He waved a hand. "Yeah, I can understand that kind of weirdness. I was raised in Omaha, but fuck knows where Dr. Essex got my genes..."

<Carol> "You can bet your ass it wasn't from space, though."

<Shinobi> "Ha! No. Someplace... lower... you know, Hellfire Club." He shook his head.

<Carol> "Yeah... that place has always kind of weirded me out."

<Shinobi> "Yeah, it... has its purposes," he hedged.

<Carol> Her nose wrinkled, "I'm sure it does... but it's still weird."

<Shinobi> He couldn't disagree with that, so he let the silence linger for a moment, then cleared his throat. "So... you got to meet the... other half of the family?"

<Carol> She shook her head, "Nope... and I still don't know how that happened because I absolutely can't see my mom cheating on my dad... I mean, sure it would explain a whole lot of stuff but... I don't know... it just doesn't fit."

<Shinobi> "So... how...?" Obi made a few hand gestures, ending it by waving at her.

<Carol> "I don't know... the only thing I can think of is some weird genetics experiment while she was pregnant... apparently the Kree are known for weird genetic experiments so it's not unheard of," she shrugged a shoulder, "They don't sound like people I'd want to meet."

<Shinobi> His nose wrinkled. "Sounds like Essex took notes from them." Considering this, he snorted. "He may have, at that."

<Carol> "You never know," she frowned for a moment then shook it off, "Let's not think about that."

<Shinobi> He nodded, but his thoughts still lingered.

<Carol> She decided to focus on preparing the food, "Let's just eat and get some sleep."

<Shinobi> "Yeah." Again, he absently nodded. "I did meet my mom's side of the family... probably would have been better if I hadn't..."

<Carol> She nodded, "I heard about that... but, hey, at least you know what kind of people they are? Better than wondering I guess... but there are definitely better ways to find that out."

<Shinobi> "True enough," he said. Snorting, he shook his head, then looked up at her. "Hopefully then you'll never meet your worse half of the genetic soup."

<Carol> "It's okay, apparently they outdid themselves with me and I can easily kick all their asses." She shrugged, "So I guess that means I win."

<Shinobi> Obi snorted, then was immediately horrified by it.

<Carol> She laughed mostly for the look on his face.

<Shinobi> He rocked back on his ass, covering his face. "It wasn't even that funny!"

<Carol> She continued to laugh at the reaction, "It's okay, I won't tell anyone."

<Shinobi> "Like bigfoot?" Now he couldn't stop laughing.

<Carol> "Pfft, Bigfoot won't be conscious long enough for me to tell it shit."

<Shinobi> "Good, I will consider myself reassured!" He decided to stay on his back, still snickering to himself... apparently stress was making him loopy.

<Carol> She reached over to give him another pat and laughed softly. Food and sleep. Then tomorrow more walking... and maybe Bigfoot? Who knew?
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Re: What if...? DoFP

Post by Svartfreja » Tue Jul 30, 2019 10:05 pm

<Viper> Waiting was Viper's least favourite thing at the best of times but waiting for days in the cold and the snow for someone to come and try to kill her was worse. But now it was time to lurk in a tent and pretend to be sleeping, or actually sleep... one of those. She sighed and rolled over, wanting to get up and check the perimeter again.

<Christopher> Chris stared up at the ceiling, almost zoning out as they waited. It was beyond boring just waiting for Greer to show. "I guess we can't make this too obvious should we?"

<Viper> She looked over her shoulder at him, "I find if you're going to try to trap someone it's better if you don't make it obvious or they get suspicious and tend not to show up."

<Christopher> "Yeah, just bored outa my mind. Camping isn't as fun when you have to hide in the tent the whole time. I think I've gotten to used to having things to do again."

<Viper> "Well, you don't have to... but it is night and we should be sleeping... though I was considering checking the perimeter again if you'd like to come with me?" She sat up, shifting to face him and reaching for her coat.

<Christopher> "It'd probably be smart. She has the advantage at night, and trust me she'll use it." He ran a hand through his hair.

<Viper> "So... does that mean you're coming or am I going alone?" Arms in sleeves, she moved out from under the blanket to fetch her boots.

<Christopher> "Yes I'm coming." He rolled his eyes at having to spell everything out for her. "If she shows up, get behind me. Greer can't hurt me." Chris started to get his jacket and boots on to go out with her.

<Viper> "You remember that I heal, yes? If she hurts me I will recover. One way or another she will end up in that containment cell." Boots on, she left the tent so she could stand up and fasten her coat.

<Christopher> "And if she rips your arm off?" Chris followed her out of the tent and zipped it up behind them.

<Viper> "I will pick it up and put it back on again," she replied calmly, "If you are expecting me to be afraid, I have to tell you that you are wasting your time. I don't feel fear."

<Christopher> "And I thought you were the one preaching caution to me." Chris rolled his eyes.

<Viper> "You have a child. You should be cautious. I have no reason to be."

<Christopher> "Like I said, Greer can't hurt me. And if your plan works out I shouldn't have anything else to worry about. So should I worry?"

<Viper> "Only if my plan doesn't work." Sliding her fingers safely into gloves, she was ready to check the area around their camp.

<Christopher> "Lead the way." Chris followed her through the snow. "Keep an eye on the trees, she's a good climber."

<Viper> "Natürlich ist sie..." ("Of course she is...") Viper muttered to herself with a roll of her eyes, glancing up. At least the orange should be easy to see... unless she changed colour in the winter.

<Christopher> "Sie ist ein tiger." ("She's a tiger.") He watched around for movement as they kept going along the path.

<Viper> Huh. He spoke German? "Wie gut jagt sie im Winter?" ("How well does she hunt in Winter?")

<Christopher> "Nun, es gibt diese Dinge, die man Lebensmittelgeschäfte nennt..." ("Well, there are these things called grocery stores...") Chris laughed a little. "Her feral side didn't always have control."

<Viper> "But now it does," she sighed, wishing she'd got more useful powers for this.

<Christopher> "Yeah it does. And I've had to deal with this before. Just not this bad." He ran a hand through his hair.

<Viper> "Perhaps having her child nearby will serve to placate her... my original plan was to use him to lure her but Sebastian informed me that this would not be well received."

<Christopher> "We discussed this, for once the cheater was right." He rolled his eyes.

<Viper> "He is right rather a lot of the time, you know. It's a problem for people with high IQs."

<Christopher> "For someone with a supposedly high IQ he sure does a lot of stupid shit."

<Viper> "Yes. I've told him that often."

<Christopher> "Maybe he's only good at tests and is actually an idiot in disguise." Chris rolled his eyes and went back to looking for Greer in the woods.

<Viper> "If it wasn't for his work, I might agree... but don't tell him I said that. I like him to think I consider it barely acceptable."

<Christopher> "Oh trust me I'd never do anything to boost his already ridiculous ego."

<Viper> "Good. There isn't enough room for it underground. Not with mine already there."

<Christopher> "I'd dare to say yours is more deserved. I didn't see him finding us a safe place to stay."

<Viper> Viper shrugged a shoulder, "I have bunkers all over the place like that one. Hydra is in the business of destabilising governments. It helps to have somewhere to go if they ever actually succeed and why not use their resources to build it?"

<Christopher> "Well it's definitely better than the places we have been staying in. Pretty much all shit holes scavenging for food and trying to keep everyone safe."

<Viper> "And I was in one of the camps getting daily beatings from other prisoners. We're all doing better than we were a couple of months ago."

<Christopher> "Sounds like it. Maybe our little group should start planning for the future. We can't just hide forever."

<Viper> "Oh I have a plan." Viper glanced at him, a smirk on her lips, "I always have a plan."

<Christopher> "Gonna cue anyone else in on this plan?" He quirked an eyebrow at her.

<Viper> "Sebastian knows... you seemed happy to be gardening. Have you changed your mind?"

<Christopher> "Just because I enjoy gardening doesn't mean I want to hide away for the rest of my life. I've been tired of being hunted since day one."

<Viper> "So why turn down my offer to find you something better-" She stopped, turning her head to listen.

<Christopher> "Maybe be less vague about what you're offering. I enjoy gardening."

<Viper> "Shh," she held her hand up, "I heard something." Some snow slid off a tree branch a short distance away and splattered to the ground. The next thing she knew, something heavy had landed on her and pain exploded across her back as several sharp things pierced the layers of clothing she wore.

<Christopher> "Shit!" Chris was right on top of them only a second later, pulling Greer off of Viper. "None of that. If you want to claw someone up give me a try."

<Viper> The cold hit the wounds left by Greer's claws and stung like hell. If the idea was to piss her off, congrats to the crazy cat lady. She pushed herself to her feet and tried to get her bearings after being face first in the snow.

<Tigra> That scent was so familiar it made her angry. She turned and pounced on Chris. The other one could wait. She wouldn't get far.

<Christopher> Chris let Greer hit him, it was only going to make him stronger. "Tigra, calm down! You know me, you know you do." He grabbed her arms to at least try to keep her from scratching the hell out of him.

<Tigra> It wouldn't help. She had claws on her feet too and teeth she could bite him with. She needed to keep them occupied until the rest of the team were in range and could summon Sentinels.

<Christopher> All of the biting and clawing didn't do her much good, Chris' body just kept healing after each attack. "Cut that the fuck out, it hurts like hell but it's not doing you any good." He held her tight and started working at getting her pinned. "Whatever you're going to do, doing it sooner than later would be nice."

<Viper> "Yes, yes, I know!" Viper pulled off her gloves with her teeth, wincing as the wounds healed. She put her hands in her pockets to pull out the neccessary tech to scan Greer for the tracker.

<Christopher> "Tigra just STOP!" He almost growled at her. "We've had this fight before. I'm stronger than you and I won't give up on you!"

<Tigra> She snarled at him. She wasn't giving up either. She was going to win. She always won. If she didn't win there would be punishments.

<Christopher> "Faster, Viper, we're making a lot of noise." Tigra's struggling only fueled his strength making it harder on her. "Just stop I don't want to hurt you! We want to help. Thomas needs his mother back."

<Viper> Viper finally located the tracker and hurried over to her to extract it. "Try to hold her still!"

<Christopher> "That'd be easier if she wasn't squirming but I got it. She's giving me plenty of energy." Chris made sure to lock her down as best he could so Viper could get the tracker out.

<Viper> Viper moved Greer's hair aside, avoiding the attempted bites, she made an incision in the back of her neck which seemed to really piss the woman off. Served her right. She stuck her fingers into the wound because there was too much squirming for delicacy and felt for the device.

<Christopher> Chris just did his best to hold her still, Viper would have to deal with the rest. "I hope you have a way to knock her out so we can get her the hell out of here after you get that out."

<Viper> "That won't be a problem," Viper assured him, finally locating her quarry and pulling it out.

<Christopher> "Good cuz I don't think I can hold her still and carry her back to wherever, even while super charged."

<Viper> Viper threw the tracker aside then clipped a device around the other woman's wrist and pressed a button in it. Greer vanished from Chris' arms in the blink of an eye.

<Christopher> "Uhm... okay I'll ask later. Let's get out of here." Chris looked around hastily to make sure no one else was coming.

<Viper> Viper offered him her hand, "You don't need to wait until later. We'll be joining her shortly."

<Christopher> Chris took her hand. "Okay. We get back, you're showing me more of your toys..."

<Viper> She smirked, "You say the nicest things."

<Christopher> "Not those toys... never those toys, trust me." He rolled his eyes.

<Viper> She laughed, "Never?" She teleported them back to the bunker and into the safety of her lab where Greer was throwing herself at the walls of her cell and attempting to claw her way free. "I refuse to believe that."

<Christopher> "Refuse all you want. But I have no interest in you, Viper." He walked over to the cell and watched his ex-wife thrashing about. "There are more preferable options."

<Viper> "And you wouldn't like some toys to make things interesting with those other options? How unadventurous of you." She removed her coat and several other layers as she crossed her lab, going to swap into a clean shirt that was minus holes.

<Christopher> Chris rolled his eyes. "I have this feeling that none of them would want to share sex toys with you. I would also have to get with them first so, I think I'm good."

<Viper> "You think my room is the only location that contains them in this facility? You don't know who you're talking to. Obviously you haven't explored your own room very well." She finished fastening the buttons on her shirt then sat down at a desk, pulling up her holographic screens to start running full scans on their new guest.

<Christopher> "So you just store sex toys all over the place for your guests pleasure? That's... different." He really wanted to say fucking weird.

<Viper> "Who knows how long we'll be here? No sense anyone getting bored now, is there?" She had several screens active by now with various scans running on each. "This may take some time... you're free to return to the living areas. You don't need to stay here."

<Christopher> "I'll stay here with her for a little while..." He sighed and found a spot to sit near her cell.

<Viper> "Would you like coffee?" She offered, "Or something stronger?"

<Christopher> "I wouldn't say no to some irished up coffee." He gave her a smile.

<Viper> She nodded, going to her coffee machine to fulfill that request, "Anything else I can get for you? A change of clothes, perhaps?"

<Christopher> "I can manage that. There are plenty of clothes in my room. Unless those are off limits."

<Viper> "You said you wished to stay here..." she pointed out, glancing over her shoulder at him as she added whiskey to his coffee.

<Christopher> "I don't plan on staying here forever. I just wanted to see the mother of my child for a little longer... I know me being here isn't actually helping sadly."

<Viper> "You can stay here as long as you like. She can't see us. Or hear us, for that matter." She brought him his coffee, holding the cup out to him.

<Christopher> "Thank you." He took the coffee. "Whatever they did to her, I plan on making them pay for it."

<Viper> "Good." She took a sip of her own coffee, "I intend to make them pay for everything they've done to mutantkind."

<Christopher> "Always one to one-up, huh?" He laughed a little.

<Viper> "I never half finish a job," she smirked, "While you're here, perhaps you'd like to see what I've been working on besides this project for your former wife?"

<Christopher> "I'm all ears." Chris sipped at his coffee.

<Viper> "Follow me," she inclined her head to one of her work stations, "Then you can tell me which part of it you'd like to assist on."
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Re: What if...? DoFP

Post by Svartfreja » Tue Jul 30, 2019 10:07 pm

<Carol> Day.... too many. Cabin number.... whatever. Carol frowned at the mostly fallen down structure. There was no longer smoke coming from the chimney. At least if it was empty they could hang out there over night, there was a storm in the air. She glanced at her companion, "Your turn to knock or mine?"

<Shinobi> "Will it fall over if we knock?" He was phased, standing atop the snow to avoid the cold, and edged closer to the shack with his nose wrinkled.

<Carol> She looked it over, ".... Nah. It'll be fine." She gestured him toward the building.

<Shinobi> His question had mostly been rhetorical, but he nodded anyway and airwalked over to the door. It looked like there had been at least some activity around the cabin, at least before the last snowfall. The surface was ruffled with what could have been footprints.

<Shinobi> Obi set himself down as close to the door as he could, trying to avoid the deepest parts of the snow under the sagging porch roof. His weight made the old, frozen wood creak, and he thought he heard an answering rustle inside.

<Cabinhermit> There were murmurs from inside and some snow slid off the roof as the door rattled a little. After a few choice words, the door opened a crack. This was only brief however as the occupant swore, closed their eyes and shut the door again. Then swore some more when he realised that he now had to open the damned thing once more.

<Carol> Carol raised an eyebrow.

<Shinobi> Since he hadn't even knocked, Obi startled at the sudden appearance and then disappearance of the hermit inside. "Hey... we're... not dangerous, or anything..." He winced and looked back at Carol. That wasn't his best opening.

<Cabinhermit> There was yet more swearing as the door rattled again. This time the occupant was wearing sunglasses. This was much better! Now that he could see, he looked at the people on the doorstep. For a long moment, he simply stared then reached a gloved hand out into the cold air and gave Michael a careful prod on the shoulder. Then he turned his attention to Carol, "Normally I question my hallucinations but today I'll just invite you inside."

<Shinobi> The man was shaggy and bearded but that voice... nooo. Obi's eyes widened at the poke and he gave Carol another look, this one more panicked.

<Carol> Carol shrugged and decided just to follow him inside. It'd be rude to ignore an invitation, right?

<Cabinhermit> He kicked some discarded items of clothing and other debris out of the way so there was a clear path from the door to the interior of the cabin, tossing the sunglasses into the heap. It was dark inside, the remains of a fire glowed dimly and he figured he should probably put wood on it buuuut the inside wood was empty and the outside wood was outside. He threw himself onto the sofa and decided the blankets would do.

<Shinobi> The man hadn't spoken again and the lighting inside was shit, especially after the glare of the snow outside. It was too cold to leave the front door open, and when the man buried himself in a pile of blankets on a ratty sofa, he shook himself. "Um... I can't imagine you get too many visitors way out here..."

<Cabinhermit> "The last visitor was a bear so... no," he looked round at the kid, "So has the world stopped ending?"

<Shinobi> Obi's mouth opened and his brain ground to a shuddering halt. It was - "Tony?!"

<TonyStark> The expression on his face said it all, "Am I really that unrecognisable?" Maybe he should shave... but the beard kept his face warm.

<Carol> Carol went to poke the fire and spied the lack of wood so she decided to go look for some outside.

<Shinobi> "...yes! Holy shit - what happened?" He moved closer to the sofa, then after a moment carefully sat down where he could better see Tony's face.

<TonyStark> "Do you mean in general or to the roof?" he nodded at the collapsed side of the cabin.

<Shinobi> "All of it?" He tugged off his gloves to rub his hands over his face, then looked around the cabin. "Where's Hope?"

<TonyStark> He couldn't help the wince. Of course he'd ask. And he still had no idea how he was supposed to break the news. He looked away.

<Shinobi> His stomach dropped. Oh God. Obi blinked several times, looking around the room again. "Did... you get separated?"

<TonyStark> He shook his head, nodding to the ceiling again, "Same thing that did that."

<Shinobi> He stared at the collapsed end of the cabin, working to speak around the lump forming in his throat. "And what was that?"

<TonyStark> Tony signed, a pained expression crossing his face, "Sentinels."

<Shinobi> "...and?" His voice was shaking now, and he found himself unable to tear his eyes from the wreckage.

<TonyStark> "And there's no one around for miles. No useful powers." He dropped his gaze to his lap, "They killed her."

<Shinobi> Obi looked from the debris to Tony, then back. "They..." He bowed his head, managing to cover his face with his hands to stifle the first sob.

<TonyStark> Tony nodded in understanding and fished a bottle out from between the sofa cushions, offering it to him.

<Shinobi> He didn't even see it, didn't even sense Tony's movement. Hope was gone. She was the strongest woman he'd ever known and she was gone. The tears came and this time he didn't try to stop them.

<TonyStark> The offer was ignored. Tony shrugged and decided to take up his own offer in case the alcohol got offended.

<Carol> Carol returned with several armfulls of wood and sat down in front of the fire to get it going again, only glancing to the sofa briefly. She decided not to talk about what she'd found while looking for the wood shed.

<Shinobi> After a while, he choked out a word: "W-when?"

<TonyStark> Tony shook his head. All the days kind of blurred into one lately. "Weeks...." that was as accurate as he could get.

<Carol> Cheating a little bit to help the fire take to the fresh wood, Carol admired her handiwork for a moment before she was on her feet again and rummaging through their things to organise something resembling food.

<Shinobi> The strongest woman he'd ever met didn't just fall to Sentinels, even without her powers. "You're sure?" His voice caught. "Did they take her? I got captured... for a while..."

<TonyStark> He shook his head, "No... they didn't take her." He had another drink.

<Shinobi> Obi looked up at Tony's tone, watching the older man drink. He would have been his father in law... if things hadn't gone wrong. "I..." had no idea what to say.

<TonyStark> Tony offered the drink again.

<Shinobi> This time, he accepted the bottle with a shudder and took a long, burning drink. Hope... He could see her smile, that day in the field of sunflowers where he'd asked her to marry him... it seemed like a lifetime ago. He took another drink, nearly choking on it.

<Carol> Carol mimed at Tony that he should offer a hug but he didn't move. She sighed and shook her head.

<TonyStark> Tony was offended by the look on her face so he gave the kid a pat on the shoulder. It was a nearly hug.

<Shinobi> He jumped at the contact, then grasped the hand that touched him, holding on.

<TonyStark> Gah! He was trapped. Was she laughing at him?!

<Carol> Carol was totally laughing. On the inside. The look of alarm was kind of hilarious. Right now though she was focused on making coffee. Once the pot was on, she moved to join them, sitting down on the other side of Michael.

<Shinobi> Obi felt the weight beside him and turned to Carol, letting go of Tony to sniff. "...she's gone..."

<Carol> Carol nodded and wrapped her arms around him to show Tony how a hug was supposed to look.

<Shinobi> "W-what am I supposed to do?" He clutched at Carol, not caring that he was a sobbing mess. Hope was gone!

<Carol> "You don't have to figure that out right now," she held him tightly, rubbing his back soothingly.

<Shinobi> Tired of trying to think, the grief washed over him, along with the overwhelming emptiness. He held on to Carol and wept.
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Re: What if...? DoFP

Post by Svartfreja » Tue Jul 30, 2019 10:08 pm

<Carol> Carol waited until late in the night when she could be sure that both Tony and Michael were sleeping then she quietly left the cabin and headed outside. Venturing into one of the outbuildings, she acquired a shovel then set to work on the topmost layer of snow. When she hit ice, she paused to soften it with her powers before shovelling that aside too.

<Shinobi> Obi awoke from a nightmare - scrambling to sit up and casting a wild gaze around the room. It was quiet, with no screaming, no crash of old wood or screech of metal. He rubbed his hands over his face and sighed. His eyes felt swollen and gritty and his mouth was dry. Ugh.

<Carol> Defrosting the solid ground took a lot longer, the glow of her energy powers lit up the surrounding area as she worked systematically.

<Shinobi> The windows were blocked - painted and covered with ratty blankets, but it looked almost like daylight outside. He winced, looking around the room. Tony was snoring, and whether he had fallen asleep or just blacked out from the whiskey was a toss up. He didn't see Carol, and after a couple of moments tossed his own layer of blankets aside to struggle up. "Carol?" he whispered.

<Carol> Being busy outside, Carol didn't hear him. She paused in her thawing to test the soil and see how deep she could get with the shovel.

<Shinobi> He frowned, locating his water bottle and downing half of it before he felt half human again. Rubbing at his eyes again, he sighed and tugged the blanket up over Tony. It was his job to take care of him now, after all. Obi swallowed down the lump in his throat and tried to look out of one of the windows.

<Carol> Not deep enough was the answer. She started thawing again. This might possibly take all night.

<Shinobi> Something lit up outside, but everything was still eerily quiet, other than Tony's soft snores. "The fuck..." Obi popped his head through the window, bracing for the cold and looking for Carol. She was... the fuck?

<Shinobi> Obi pulled back inside and went to look for his coat and boots.

<Carol> She decided to increase the intensity of the heat, risking melting even more of the snow. There needed to be enough left over to make a decent cover of the ground but she figured she could just go get some from somewhere else. Wasn't like there was a shortage anywhere.

<Shinobi> Obi phased through the wall, walking silently over the surface of the snow to see what in holy hell she was... digging. Oh God.

<Carol> Another layer of soil got tossed to one side as she thawed out another foot. It'd probably be a whole lot faster to just blast a hole... but that'd wake people up.

<Shinobi> Obi was unfortunately awake, and now he was shaking. "...where is she?"

<Carol> Carol froze, the energy dimming as she bowed her head. "Over there," she nodded to one of the sheds.

<Shinobi> He turned, stumbling toward the shed when he lost control of his powers.

<Carol> Carol stopped what she was doing to go with him. There was no way he was in any condition to do this alone.

<Shinobi> The door creaked open and he saw a worn blanket, dark with stains he didn't want to think about. It was carefully wrapped and tied around something. "...oh God... no, no..." He didn't realize he'd fallen until he scrambled forward to the rolled blanket.

<Carol> Carol moved in front of him, trying to save him the pain of looking under that blanket, "Don't..."

<Shinobi> "I have to!" He pushed past Carol, fumbling with the layers of old, stiff wool.

<Carol> "No you don't. Don't do that to yourself..." she pulled him away from the blanket, "You don't want to see that..."

<Shinobi> She was far stronger than him, but he regained control of his powers to slip through her arms. "I have to!" He jerked back enough of the blanket to come across a mass of matted hair and stopped. "...it's really her..."

<Shinobi> Realizing he'd jerked some of the hair free with his frantic movements he numbly tucked it back down and stroked it with shaking fingers. "This wasn't supposed to happen..."

<Carol> Carol looked away, she'd already seen what lay under the blanket and it didn't really look like Hope anymore. But the hair was as red as ever.

<Shinobi> "It was supposed to be me." He looked up at Carol, voice cracking. "Why couldn't it be me?"

<Carol> "It wasn't supposed to be either of you," Carol reached to gently cover Hope again with the blanket.

<Shinobi> This time, he let her, but tucked something away in the pocket of his coat, sitting back on his heels. "If I'd been here, she would have had my powers..."

<Carol> "But you weren't here... you were being held in a government prison. This is no one's fault but theirs."

<Shinobi> He nodded, just a little.

<Carol> She sighed, wrapping him into a hug, "I know this feeling, okay? I know what it's like to wish you'd been there... and to lose someone you love to Sentinels... but blaming yourself or anyone else for that matter... it's not going to bring her back."

<Shinobi> After a pause, he returned the hug, his eyes still on the blanket. "I know... I mean, I do... but it doesn't help."

<Carol> "Yeah... I know that too..." She gave him a squeeze, "Trust me... if I got the chance to pound Osborn into a bloody smear on the pavement, I'd do it without hesitation."

<Shinobi> "Get in line," he said, but his tone was flat. Obi closed his eyes.

<Carol> As far as she was concerned, she was at the front of that line but she remained quiet and just held him until he was ready for her to continue her task.
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Re: What if...? DoFP

Post by Svartfreja » Tue Jul 30, 2019 10:09 pm

<Christopher> Chris sat back in his chair sipping at a beer. He couldn't sleep, even if it was Viper, someone making sexual advances after him was something to make his libido rise.

<Viper> Viper had been to check on Greer. She was finally sleeping so at least she seemed to have worn herself out. A glance over the security systems informed her that she wasn't the only one awake so she decided to make a stop on the way back to bed. First to collect a bottle and then to knock on a door.

<Christopher> Chris wandered around his room, beer in hand and boxers the only thing covering his shame. "Is sex toys the only thing she's hiding in here? Maybe I could find some actual music to enjoy."

<Viper> Pausing at the door in question, she shifted the bottle and glasses to one hand so she could raise the other and knock on the door.

<Christopher> "Hmm? Who the hell is coming to check on me this late?" He set the beer down and went over to open the door and see who it was. "Let me guess. Couldn't sleep either?"

<Viper> She shrugged a shoulder, "I often get up in the night." She held up the bottle in offer, "Would you like some company?"

<Christopher> "I guess." Chris went to at least put a shirt on. "Make yourself at home? I'm sure you know the place better than I do."

<Viper> "Almost certainly." She took the invitation to make herself at home, setting the bottle and glasses down on the table. She poured them each a glass then took a seat, crossing her legs which only served to display more of them in the short nightdress she was wearing.

<Christopher> Chris threw his shirt on and sat in the chair next to hers. "That's good. Does it have a sound system?" He looked around. "I like my music."

<Viper> "Of course." She leaned over to put her hand on a clear patch of the wall, a holographic screen appeared. "You're free to listen to anything you wish." She sat up again after picking up her scotch, "You can move the screen around. Call it up from any bare space on the wall."

<Christopher> "Well that's pretty awesome." He picked up one of the glasses and took a sip. "Why do I feel like you're trying to butter me up?"

<Viper> "Because you're paranoid?" She suggested with a raised eyebrow, "Is there anything else I can help with while I'm here?"

<Christopher> "Maybe I am. But it's kept me alive until now." Chris caught his eyes wandering over her body a few times. "Should I make a list for the next time you stop by?"

<Viper> "Why wait until I stop by? I'm not difficult to find." She took a sip from her glass, not missing his wandering eyes. She licked her lips, "Nothing else pressing that I can help with right now?"

<Christopher> "I'm sure you have better things to do than entertain my questions all day." Chris got up to avoid the looks she was giving him, and keep his eyes off her. "I don't know, the music is a pretty awesome. I'm sure that will entertain me for a while."

<Viper> "I'll tell you if I get bored of your questions, rest assured." She cocked her head on one side, watching him. "Ask anything you wish."

<Christopher> "Hmm fine, what kind of stuff do you have around here for someone to entertain themselves?" He sipped his scotch and played around with one of the holographic panels on the wall.

<Viper> "What kind of entertainment are you looking for?"

<Christopher> "Off the top of my head. No idea, suggestions?"

<Viper> "Well there are working distractions... you already tend the gardens..." she gave a half shrug, "I have a rather large library... there is access to a substantial collection of games... I can provide you with art supplies. What do you wish to do?"

<Christopher> "Well those all sound pretty awesome actually. If I ever feel some inspiration striking again I'll take you up on the art supplies."

<Viper> "Anything else? There are movies too... I wanted to try and make this place as normal as possible... I realise I should have given you all a proper tour...."

<Christopher> "That probably would have been helpful." He went back to the chair to sit with her. "Thank you though, for all of this."

<Viper> She shook her head, "There is no need to thank me. I saw a need and I fulfilled it. Capitalists have been doing the same for centuries."

<Christopher> "Yes but there is a difference between seeing and doing. For all the money I had, there was nothing I could do when mutants became illegal." He sighed.

<Viper> "Because your school taught you to be reactionary. I was taught to be proactive. There's no shame in it. That's just how things are." She reached to top up her glass and offered to do the same with his.

<Christopher> "I'm sure my dad loves it. He and my mother were the final benefactors on my will, and last I checked I was marked as deceased. And I'm sure none of the money went to Greer and Thomas."

<Viper> "If you worry for your financial stability when all this is over, you needn't."

<Christopher> "I would appreciate that. Not that I can't start my own business, I have before. But it's easier when you have seed money."

<Viper> "None of you will be left wanting. You have my word."

<Christopher> "That is very gracious of you." He sipped at the scotch. Was she always this nice?

<Viper> "Not at all. It is in my own interests to help you all."

<Christopher> "Oh? Why's that?" He was curious now.

<Viper> "There is... security in numbers... and I am a great believer in collecting favours."

<Christopher> "I can't fault you there. I guess I'm in your debt until you call it in." He gave her a little smile before he took a longer sip of his scotch.

<Viper> "I may never do that... but the option is appealing," she returned the smile, raising her glass in silent toast before she took another sip.

<Christopher> Chris raised his to hers as well. "Well feel free to. I don't like owing people too much. A little here and there is fine though."

<Viper> "I don't add sexual favours to the tally... unless you'd like me to." She couldn't resist the tease, knowing his opinion on the idea and seeing the looks he was giving her, it was too fun to poke that particular bear.

<Christopher> Chris laughed a little. "How many do you think it would take to pay you back?"

<Viper> "I suppose that would depend how much you think my help is worth," she raised an eyebrow at him, smirking over the rim of her glass.

<Christopher> Chris finished his scotch and poured himself more. "Or how much I find my sexual prowess is worth I guess."

<Viper> "You don't think you're good enough to impress me?"

<Christopher> "Well I meant how much I'd charge so you could take it off what I owe you." He smirked.

<Viper> "Oh you think you get to decide how much it is worth?" She laughed and shook her head, "No no no, that is not how I operate."

<Christopher> Chris laughed a little more. "I guess you are right there."

<Viper> "I usually am," She set her glass down, "It's a blessing and a curse."

<Christopher> "I bet, a lot of people don't enjoy being proved wrong."

<Viper> "I would venture to guess no one enjoys it," She uncrossed her legs, shifting in her seat to get more comfortable and causing the already short nightdress to ride even higher. "Fortunately, I find I care very little for the opinion of others."

<Christopher> Chris caught himself staring at her legs this time and took a longer sip of the scotch to distract himself. "Some of us don't mind it. I usually need to be told I'm wrong, if you ask Carol that is."

<Viper> "I have no trouble telling people when they are wrong. I can do that for you if you wish," she offered, picking up the bottle to top up her glass. "I promise to try not to take too much pleasure in it."

<Christopher> "Maybe wait till we get to know each other better. Carol got away with it because she was my best friend."

<Viper> "How well do you need to know me before it's acceptable?" Setting the bottle down, she didn't pick up her glass but watched him curiously, "Are there any questions I can answer that would help?"

<Christopher> "Uhmm that's a good question." He gave her a puzzled look. "No idea really. I've never thought about what it takes."

<Viper> She got up from her seat, moving to perch on the arm of his chair instead, "How do you know I haven't already reached the threshold?"

<Christopher> "Because I barely know you?" He laughed a little.

<Viper> "How much do you really think there is to know about me? You know I worked for Hydra, you know I have a connection to the Shaws and you know I am helping you. That is all there is."

<Christopher> "Don't have any hobbies. Favorite books? Music? Dunno." He smiled over at her. Chris was getting pleasantly buzzed.

<Viper> "I work for fun," she told him, "But.... sometimes if I have to wait for a while... I will sketch things... occasionally I paint them. I suppose that can be considered a hobby. I've always drawn since I was a child."

<Christopher> "Art and Marine biology were my majors in college. But it's been a while since I've done anything."

<Viper> "You could take up art again. There are plenty of supplies here," she reached out to lightly touch his cheek with the backs of her fingers, "There's no reason to deny ourselves the simple joys in life."

<Christopher> "Maybe eventually. I've been trying to get more comfortable here though. But something tells me you're speaking of a different joy." He smirked.

<Viper> "Must I choose one or the other?" she replied, "That hardly seems fair."

<Christopher> "Hmm I don't know. Maybe you could give me a better idea of the joys you're talking about." He took another long drink of his scotch.

<Viper> Was that an invitation? She smirked, turning in her seat before sliding into his lap and settling astride him. "Unfortunately, I have no art supplies to hand..."

<Christopher> "Maybe a different joy of life I guess?" He smirked across his glass.

<Viper> "I'm sure I can think of something with what I have available..." She shifted in his lap so her nightdress rode up to the top of her legs.

<Christopher> "I think I'm getting a good idea." He finished the glass again and set it down. Chris' body was already starting to show off that it was enjoying her attention.

<Viper> "It might be a good way to get to know me better," she suggested, trailing her fingers up his chest lightly before settling her forearms on his shoulders.

<Christopher> "In a more biblical way most likely." He smirked, his now free hands moving to her legs, rubbing them gently.

<Viper> "And what's so wrong with that?" she asked, cocking her head on one side and mirroring his smirk, "Learning what somebody likes in bed is a good way to learn about them."

<Christopher> "I don't believe I said there was anything wrong with it." He moved his hands up her inner thighs, rubbing and squeezing gently. "I'm sure it is very enlightening." Chris leaned in to kiss her.

<Viper> She smiled, shifting to meet his lips with her own and sliding her arms around his shoulders.
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