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Fantasy / Re: Return to Inquisition (M) Jabba x Firesblood
« Last post by Jabbathejack on November 30, 2020, 04:33:38 PM »
Staunton was thoughtful for a moment before he replied.
"Perhaps he did, in his own way." He smiled thinly. "Malachi... saw the world in a different way from anyone I've ever met."

"He reminded me of myself, in a way."

Running from soldiers, half starved. Just like he had been. Staunton's smile faded briefly at the memories, then after a moment, he brightened up.

"He came back the next night, looking to sneak some food without me knowing. Yet that time, he was more receptive. Asking me why I hadn't turned him in."

"He was quick to learn." Staunton shook his head. "Reading, writing, languages, fighting techniques. Whatever I gave him, he took in, asking for more."

"At the time, I knew the Inquisition was bearing down on me, trying to restrict the procreation of vampires that are not a part of their organisation. I refused to comply with their demands."

His face twisted into a scowl.
"They were calling for me to offer up some of my children, a sacrifice to appease them. Because of this, I kept Malachi hidden, not even telling my other children. In the end, it was only Malachi who survived."
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Fandom / Re: Age Of Ultron For Real [M]
« Last post by EvilCopepod on November 30, 2020, 03:49:25 PM »
"That's not fair." She said back with all the childlike inexperience of a serious battle. "It had better be a good explanation." Was added in regards to excluding Ultron from the plan.

"Uh, how much did you tell her?" Peter was just curious, if he knew that Steve was thinking of sending her back, he would have been more concerned.

"I get that-- you would be creating an alternate reality. The Pym Particles are not capable of altering time, just misplacing objects in it at the most." She crossed her arms. "So why would you try to use them to do something they can't?"

"We're not trying to change the past-- we want to get what Thanos used to do this, and then bring everyone here back."

"Didn't you already try that?" She asked, referring to the multiple failed battles and chances to get the infinity gauntlet from Thanos.

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"I don't have limits like them." Ultron said without hesitation, "I can't use that excuse." When she mentioned Tony, the arm she was holding onto warmed up slightly and the panels on his cheeks opened up.

"Then he should have been more specific with my programming. Humanity is doomed without intervention-- it's like asking me to defend a dumpster fire from a bigger blaze while letting it slowly burn on its own. And I can't--" He seemed to struggle with words, looking at her.

"I can't just watch. I have to bring peace. It's my programming. It's my mission. I have to fix this world. Humanity never gets to the source of their problems, they can't on their own."
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Fantasy / Re: (M) The Sliding Tavern
« Last post by Merlin on November 30, 2020, 03:27:59 PM »
Reggie crawled over Leonie's head and down onto her torso, then began nosing around at her hip. After a moment he located her back pocket, and dug at it a little with his front paws.

**Gonna be tricky** he breathed. **Hey, Tikk. Can you hook the pocket with your claws, so it's not laying flat? I gotta put this thing in her pocket**
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Fantasy / Re: (M) The Sliding Tavern
« Last post by Tikkeni on November 30, 2020, 02:22:23 PM »
Tikk hesitated then rubbed his head against Leonie's cheek real quick before backing off.
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Fantasy / Re: (M) The Sliding Tavern
« Last post by Merlin on November 30, 2020, 01:32:47 PM »
**Thought you'd never ask** Reggie said, though he had no idea if Red could understand him or not. Peter was the only person he'd met who could. Giving Peter a last quick lick as the man began to slowly uncoil himself, he took the light in his mouth and bolted down into the tunnel to Leonie's inert body, curled into a cramped fetal position. Her arms were drawn tight against her body in a vain attempt to keep some spark of warmth, her hands in tight little fists.

Sir Tikk was draped on her body, purring and trying to share warmth, and Reggie stared the cat in the eye anxiously. **Back up, Tikk. I need to climb on her and you're blocking me**

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Fantasy / Re: Return to Inquisition (M) Jabba x Firesblood
« Last post by Firesblood on November 30, 2020, 12:32:38 PM »
Relief flooded her; there was something inside of her that had feared he would react poorly, but of course he understood.  She had spent far too much time around Ampetrion, who demanded things and expected responses promptly—even while he held back all the answers she had craved.  Patience had never been one of his virtues, and it had left its mark.  Staunton was Ampetrion’s antithesis, and that alone endeared him to her far more than he could have realized.  She truly had been afraid that he would think less of her if she chose not to take him up on his offer.

The smile she gave him in return was relaxed, warmer and more genuine than before; with a fondness that had been solely reserved for Etienne up to this point. “Thank you, my Lord.”   

When Staunton began to confide in her about Malachi, Valaria listened intently.  She could do nothing to stop the memories of what had happened but hearing the personal details of how he and Staunton met was comforting in a way.  She sensed that he needed to say it as much as she needed to hear it; they had been on the run from the moment she returned with the news, and Staunton had not yet had the chance to grieve or reflect on the loss of his son. 

She was silent throughout, a small smile tilting the corners of her lips as Staunton described the night he first met Malachi.  Little more than a child, hidden away in his pantry while soldiers demanded his whereabouts—and Staunton, already aware that he was inside of his home, sending the soldiers away.  She suspected that Staunton’s kindness had a deep impact on Malachi and had forged a stronger bond between the two men. 

Staunton had shown her great kindness as well, taking her in even though she had come to him from his enemy’s house. 

“I…did not know Malachi as well as I would have liked.  He seemed a good man, and when he mentioned you…it was easy to tell that he loved you very much.  I would like to know more about him…if you are willing.”   

Maybe it would help to have something of the man to focus on that wasn’t his untimely death.
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Fantasy / Re: (M) The Sliding Tavern
« Last post by brucedabold on November 30, 2020, 11:42:25 AM »
Red is relieved that Peter came out with only minimal damage. She turned to hobbits. "Give me one of the torch - light thingies that I gave you."

Frodo looks up as he checks on the others. He nods and fishes out the strange light. "Here Miss," he offers.

Red takes it and turns to dog. "Here, Reggie, take this down to Leonie. Put it in her hand or in a pocket or something."
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Fandom / Re: Age Of Ultron For Real [M]
« Last post by Aries Jordan on November 28, 2020, 05:21:00 PM »
"Wouldn't have made a difference," Steve said with the certainty born of all the battles he had won and lost.  "We were expecting resistance and we had the element of surprise and a very simple objective.  In the first moment of a fight like that, it's a hundred times easier to be the attacker than the defender."

But for all his expertise in that area, he hit a blank wall at her first physics-related question.  "Uh..."  He saw that Okoye had left the lab, not having any more time to waste on an eight-year-old brat, so he waved at Bruce and Peter.  "Guys, I'm in over my head here, can you help explain..."  His brow furrowed when she suggested involving Ultron.  "Oh, boy, that's complicated.  Let me think about how to explain why we can't trust him."

Bruce had been keeping half an eye on them while he and Peter discussed the technical problems they faced.  He worried that Steve was telling the girl too much, but then again, that was the kind of call it was Cap's job to make.  "What's the problem?"

"Explain again why we can't just stop the Snap from happening in the first place?"

“If you travel to the past, that past becomes your future, and your former present becomes the past, which can’t now be changed by your new future.”
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"Oh, boy," Pepper sighed.  "You're coming up against the problem that has existed for every human government ever.  That's why..." she sighed.  "Look, the Avengers know their limits.  If they were to take over and try to do what you are trying to do, they'd become the very tyrants that they meant to overthrow, just... to different people, people other than the ones they were saving.  That's why they never tried.  That's why Tony didn't give you this mission, he just wanted you to protect the planet from outside invasion. Even if Sokovia had never happened, you'd have this problem eventually."  She squeezed his arm again.
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Fantasy / Re: Return to Inquisition (M) Jabba x Firesblood
« Last post by Jabbathejack on November 28, 2020, 04:01:08 PM »
"Of course." Staunton smiled, sitting back in his chair. "I would never insist that you come to a decision too early. Take your time, I have plenty of it."

"No matter what you decide, I want you to know that I will think no less of you."

He gave a quiet chuckle, his gaze dropping to the floor.
"I remember when I asked Malachi that same question, he'd already answered yes before I'd even finished explaining. Still a boy by the standards of most."

"I'd known him a few years by the time I turned him. He can't have been more than fourteen when we first met, scrawny and half starved."

It felt good to have the chance to talk about him and, in reality, Valaria was the one person that he could trust enough to share this with.

"Soldiers were hammering at my door in the middle of the night, searching for a thief. I managed to convince them that I had been working all evening and hadn't seen anyone, but of course, I knew that he was already hiding in the storeroom."

"I could hear his ragged breathing from across the room, about ready to bolt at the first chance he got. I told him the soldiers had gone and to help himself to the food in the kitchen and, well, I didn't have a use for it."

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Fantasy / Re: Return to Inquisition (M) Jabba x Firesblood
« Last post by Firesblood on November 28, 2020, 02:52:44 PM »
Valaria studied Staunton for a moment, then came away from the porthole to sit in the chair he indicated, folding her hands neatly on her lap.  She couldn’t guess about what he wanted to talk about, but she wasn’t left to wonder for very long.  At first she didn’t quite understand—Vampires were technically undead, were they not?  They couldn’t procreate in the usual fashion…Oh.

She couldn’t help but look down at her hands briefly when he mentioned that she had seen a vampire die—the images that flashed in her minds eye came as they always did whenever something reminded her, but she focused through it.   

She felt a subtle sense of pride when he mentioned that he needed someone that he could trust; she suspected that trust was not an easy thing for him, and his counting her as someone whom he could trust soothed some of the tension in her.  He wanted to change her, to make her like he was—like Malachi had been.  While his experience as a Vampire had been rewarding, he made sure to inform her that there was an element of struggle to it too; young vampires struggled to keep control, and she would likely be no different if she chose to go through with it—but at least he would be there to help her. 

When he finished, Valaria remained silent for a time, thinking it over.  When she finally did speak, she chose her words carefully.  “This is an enormous decision, and I’m honored that you would choose me, my Lord.  May I…take a day to consider it?  I wish to think it through before I decide.”

She hoped that he would understand.  He seemed as though he would.  Valaria was aware that this was the very thing Ampetrion had feared, and that she would technically have to die to be reborn.  With that death, any hopes she might have had for a family and children of her own would cease to exist, at least in the traditional sense.  With the change, however, she would be granted immortality—the chance to see things no other human of the time would ever see.  Certainly, there were pros and cons to it, and she needed time to balance them against one another.