Morose

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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@BlueSky44@Kirah@Nallore@Natsu@Andromedai

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EARTH 257 - 5:20 AM Nov. 14th, 2021 - S.W.O.R.D. HQ, the Iron

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Tree Cover - Niah and Celestine -

"Bloody fucking hell it's freezing!" Amelia exclaimed, her teeth chattering. She held a hand in front of her eyes to keep herself from being blinded by the lights of the plane Celestine had brought down. Unfortunately for duo, the plane had also brought a small legion of friends - seven other planes were approaching, three of them landing to cut off their escape options. The only place they could run to was over the cliff.

"Uh, any chance you can control all of these, mate? Or Oliver, you're coming back... right?" Amelia said tentatively.

"WE HAVE YOU SURROUNDED, PUT YOUR HANDS BEHIND YOUR HEAD AND GET DOWN ON YOUR KNEES OR WE WILL TERMINATE YOU!" a voice boomed from the speaker system of one of the planes.

Amelia took a hesitant step backwards. If they could just stall for time, then Oliver could come and grab them - or Celestine would have a chance to take over the planes. Amelia took another step. And another. And then, she moved her left foot back, expecting to feel solid purchase - only for her foot to meet air. She lost her balance and her eyes widened. "Shit..." she whispered, before falling over the edge, plummeting rapidly through the air.

Outside Interrogation Room B9 - Sparky, Cass, Amelia, Oliver, Bonnie -

"Oof, friendly fire? That's rough, buddy," Darcy said sympathetically to Sparky. "Maybe you all should be more careful with your bullets, just saying."

Bonnie's eyes narrowed slightly as Sparky pushed her away, insisting that she was fine. "You have a child depending on you coming back alive in one piece, so shut up, and let me save your life," Bonnie told Sparky sharply. Usually her bedside manner was better than that, but her patience felt very thin. Sparky was on the brink of death and insisting on being left alone, as if just bleeding out was an acceptable option at the moment. Oliver re-appeared, asking Amelia if she wanted to help steal a plane, and then the two of them vanished. A few beats later, Oliver showed up with a medical kit.

"I'll take that, thank you," Bonnie said, grabbing the medical kit and opening it up. She arched an eyebrow - it wasn't what she was expecting. There were glowing red vials with EXTREMIS written on them, in addition to what looked like a gun and some standard medical supplies. Bonnie studied the contents of the container, before picking up the gun. It wasn't a gun at all - it looked like it contained some sort of serum. IN CASE OF EMERGENCY was written on the side of the gun.

Bonnie hesitated for a moment, before taking a leap of faith. They didn't have the proper surgical equipment for Sparky anyways. She took the gun and aimed it at Sparky, pulling the trigger. A needle shot out and hit Sparky in the upper left forearm, injecting its serum. Miraculously, Sparky's wound would then begin to heal rapidly, the blood clotting together, the skin knitting back together, until it was entirely healed.

"Did you know that would work?" Darcy asked Bonnie.

Interrogation Room Z11 - Matt, Maria, Raynor, Flynn -

Folly's eyes snapped open and she took a sharp breath of oxygen, as she stood back up to her feet. "That was fucking rude," she complained. She hadn't had a chance to reply to what Flynn had said before Maria had more or less attempted to kill her, and with more SWORD agents beginning to swarm the area, she didn't have a chance for a lengthy conversation about Raynor's love life.

"We're going to get overrun, anyone have any ideas?" Raynor asked, deciding to ignore Maria's momentary lapse in sanity - maybe her wife was finally rubbing off on her or it was due to lack of sleep from the baby, whatever it was, Raynor decided he wasn't going to worry about it at the moment. Someone else could worry about it. Right now he was sending blasts upon blasts of light out into the hallway, knocking down a good portion of the agents, but more of them were coming. They couldn't stay in the small room they were in forever.

Folly darted out into the hallway, slashing throats and whatnot while cartwheeling to avoid bullets that were flying. She really hated it when bullets were brought into play - they took more of a toll on her healing factor than the typical Iron repulsor blasts did.

Raynor then got an idea. There was a chance it was incredibly stupid, but they were running out of options. He stopped firing light blasts off into the hallway and instead retreated back inside the room, picking the opposite wall... and just firing off blasts at it. The wall was stupidly durable, the blasts hardly doing anything to it. But after a while, Raynor managed to wear it down, creating a gigantic hole in the wall, large enough for them to move through. It led to another hallway, not outside, but it was at least something.

The Gifted - Concluded

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@Nallore@BlueSky44@Achronum@Trainerblue192@Kirah

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Genosha: July 31st, 2021 - 6:50 AM

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Veil & Casper & Sunshine

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Location: Hellfire Manor
Skills: Mediumship

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Basement...

"... What?" Veil said, endlessly confused as to how Callie had gotten a bee in her ear. It was such a bizarre yet simultaneously mundane problem - Veil couldn't remember the last time they had had one of those. It felt so long since they had had to struggle to survive, hiding in abandoned buildings, picking themselves up each day and trying to save mutants in trouble while barely able to even save themselves. A sense of shame then trickled inside of Veil. Were they like the X-Men now, too caught up in the big picture to help mutants?

"Hold still," Veil said, thinking through what she was going to do before she did it. She concentrated and made a miniature force field inside of Spark Plug's ear, encapsulating the bee. And then slowly, Veil pulled the force field out, the bubble-bee harmlessly leaving Spark Plug's ear. Veil then released the force field and the bee, clearly angry and scared at the entire experience, buzzed off. "Better?" Veil asked. Her eyes felt tired and dry. At least this had been a little problem she could solve - something she could fix...

She knew that she'd have to go speak to Sinister - to bring them back...

Meanwhile, Pixie didn't understand how Kristina was being so... calm? "Don't you want to be alive?" Pixie asked her, her eyes darting around as she tried to figure out what was going on with Kristina. Why wasn't she upset or angry - why was she so peaceful? Where had all her energy gone? Her wings fluttered a little faster, thinking on about what James said - that they just needed a way to jumpstart Kristina's body... She was happy to know that Max apparently had a plan.

"Who do you need for this?" Casper asked Max, still successfully channeling Kristina's spirit. "Is this one of your secret meetings with Doctor Strange? We all know he's your sugar daddy, you don't need to pretend it's only magic lessons he's been giving you!" Casper pointed out. He knew it was possible to bring back the dead, a lot of his stupid father's students tended to come back from the dead like the afterlife was a revolving door, but Casper had never paid enough attention to really know how.

Inside the panic room, Reeva let out a bitter laugh at James' comment. "I thought I had taken care of them, when we handled their scout... Desiree... But they don't stop..." There were tears in Reeva's eyes. "This is my fault, James..." Even though he had healed her, the weight of the grief and guilt was crushing - she was tired. They had founded a mutant homeland, only for the Children of the Vault to come try to destroy it.

Esme opened her eyes. As the realization dawned on her, as everything clicked into place, her body began to shake. She closed her eyes again. "We... we lost 198" Esme Frost said. "Sophie and Phoebe, they made it - they're up here," she then tapped the side of her head. "With Mum and Celeste and Mindee." She was one person with five other minds inside of her.

"198?!" Polaris exclaimed, her grief roaring into anger. Anger at the loss of her child. Anger at the Children of the Vault. Anger at herself for not being enough. And above all else, the horrific realization of what had transpired.

"I'm so sorry, Esme..." Reeva said quietly. She didn't know what to do in this somber moment. She hadn't planned for this. No one had.

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Basement - A Few Hallways Over ...

"You can control your hands, can you not?" Magneto reminded Maria sharply. He was clearly incredibly angry with her, having not consented to her stealing his powers and some of his life force. He would've been angry even if she had only sampled his control over magnetism.

Selene cackled, seeing Valkyrie rip the head off of the cyborg. "Oh, I see why you like her, darling," Selene said, purposefully using English, but not being clear as to who she was talking to. "That's positively wicked."

"... You disturb me, Selene," Magneto muttered. "I do not know, child. But I intend to find out." Magneto swooshed his cloak behind him as he headed back the way they had come from, intending to go seek out the others and see if Reeva and the Three-in-One had been located. His helmet prevented any telepaths from reaching him, so the Three-in-One couldn't have reached him anyways.

"... What the fuck..." Sunshine muttered, staring at Zarina. The girl had been a little odd, a little funny, but this? That was downright barbaric - and whatever the cyborg had been, she had been the one who killed Kristina and was part of the invaders who massacred their island. But even that was a bridge too far for Sunshine. She grabbed Marrow's hand and headed in the same direction as Magneto.

"Don't listen to them, I think it's artistry," Selene said again to Zarina.

🌳 Hotel Valhalla: & the Gods of Asgard 🌳

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Runa Johansson

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Location: Loki's Cavern
Skills: Staff Fighting, Agility,

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Runa felt a mixture of joy and dismay as she heard Dalisay's voice in the darkness. She didn't want to be picky, but she would have loved for it to have been Nadia or Klara she had heard... or Astrid. She felt some heat in her cheeks at the thought of holding hands with Astrid in the dark. It would never happen, of course - Astrid was a Valkyrie and Runa was... Runa. She'd never had any sort of romantic relationship in her life, she didn't think that would change with her death. "Oh... Okay," Runa said, blushing deeply as she felt Dalisay's hand clasp around hers. Dalisay's hand was warm and strong - nothing like her abrasive personality.

Runa followed Dalisay's guidance, doing her best to step carefully, afraid that she'd trip and fall into some sort of ravine. Eventually though, her sight returned to her - things began to appear again in front of her and relief spread throughout her body. She didn't want to be blind ever again, to feel so exposed and vulnerable, like a damsel in distress. She hated that feeling.

There was some sort of godly, mythic looking woman here... and Loki. Runa's blood went cold as she saw him. He seemed to be nearly out of his bonds too. Runa rushed on over, her staff growing rapidly in her hand, as Runa swung, attempting to hit Loki in the head - anything to keep him from trying to escape. Her first swing he blocked, but the second she hit him in the head, leaving a nasty gash. She went for another swing, only for Loki to grab a hold of her staff.

What If?

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Jade Cornish

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Jade considered the information that Thalia had brought to them and the choice seemed rather obvious. Yes, they had handled these three, but they weren't going to be enough against Magneto - not yet. Their best chance was to stick with the plan and attempt to rally other resistance forces. Even if those forces likely wouldn't be able to stop Magneto, they'd at least make decent cannon fodder and distractions, allowing them to hopefully take Magneto by surprise. They were all going to die in this mission, but it didn't matter. Jade wasn't doing this for herself - she was doing it for the children, the ones terrified and scared and feeling trapped inside this dead city. She was doing it for the kids elsewhere in the world too, ones whose future could be jeopardized if the government handed Magneto a few nukes for free.

"Agreed. Going straight after Magneto would be a suicide mission right now - we can save the martyrdom for later, hopefully with more allies," Jade said. Edus had a good head on his shoulders, as he had come to more or less the same conclusion she had. There was strength in numbers and they weren't going to have more than just one shot, maybe two if they were lucky, at getting this job done. Time was running out and they needed to act fast.

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Guinevere Stark

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Guin bit her lip, hearing Lance explain that he couldn't move his legs - she felt like she had jinxed him. Maybe she shouldn't have asked him. Maybe it was all just in his head or he was in shock or something entirely reasonable like that. It really sucked that it was Lance that was injured though, as he was their main/only healer - and Guin didn't think he'd appreciate her shouting physician, heal thyself! at him. "Okay, don't panic, we'll get you out of this," Guin promised him. She couldn't lose him - she had already lost so much. She'd rather switch places with him and find out what happened when she died while in someone else's form - hopefully he would just live on as her.

Guin's eyes darted around, spotting an abandoned shopping cart, the sort people pushed around grocery stores. Guin sprinted on over to it and grabbed the buggy, running with it back over to Lance. "Okay, we're putting you inside the cart, it'll be easier to move you until you can heal yourself, kay?" Guin said, not really waiting to see how he felt about this plan before she knelt down and tried to lift him up, doing her best not to think about Sabretooth rampaging maybe ten feet away from them. She managed to start lifting Lance though, until her grip slipped and he fell from her grasp, hitting the ground. "... At least you can't feel that, right?" She tried again, only to get the same result.

🌠 Once Upon A Time 🌠(Concluded)

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Megan Pendragon

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Location: Atlantica
Skills: N/A

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Megan nodded slightly at Arthur's apology, trying to will herself to feel more comfortable and at ease, but she was still unbelievably tense. She didn't know how to talk to this person. She had never considered the fact that she'd ever meet her biological parents and while she had some time to warm up to the idea that her father was King Arthur... This was all still sudden. Megan thought she would've had a small heads-up that they were about to meet King Arthur, that was what happened in movies, it was all announced, all prepared for, she would've been able to breathe. "My.... You mean Lady Guinevere," Megan asked, although it wasn't really a question.

What did she even know about Lady Guinevere? Megan ordinarily wasn't the type to really blurt out her thoughts as they happened, usually doing some more careful selection, but she was incredibly thrown by everything going on here. "Did you ever get a paternity test?" Megan asked. "Because of, you know, Lancelot - I'm guessing he's real too, right? Be a bit odd if he wasn't." She then realized she was still brandishing a sword so Megan, somewhat awkwardly, returned excalibur to its sheath.

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Runa Baldurdattir

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Location: the Woods
Skills: History of the Nine Realms, Asgardian Magic

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It had been a while since the horribly tragic events with her brother. Runa had decided to continue journeying with the X-Men, hoping that it would take her mind off of things. Her brother's trial had concluded on Asgard and he had been sentenced - it wasn't life imprisonment thankfully, as otherwise Runa might've done something reckless. Asgardians were long lived. She just had to be patient. But she couldn't bear seeing him imprisoned and with her parents' blessing, she left with the X-Men once more. The month or so on Asgard had been.... not nice, more of strange really.

But so was the odd rips and tears in the fabric of reality - especially the one that they were all pulled on through. Runa recalled a blinding flash of red light, the ship vanishing around her, and then suddenly, she hit the ground in the woods. Runa took a moment, taking in the scenery around her. It looked like Midgard - scenery like this was unlikely to occur on other planets in the Nine Realms, but not impossible. Of course, they could be in some other portion of the universe entirely - there were hundreds of planets out there and Midgard was not entirely unique. Still, the fact that Pietro seemed able to breathe was promising - Midgardian lungs could be a bit picky about oxygen.

"It may be Midgard," Runa said softly, standing up to her feet. She reached into her bag of runes and pulled the mannaz rune, and twirled her finger in a circle around it, concentrating on Lance. A flash of insight then came into her mind. "Lance is several miles north from here." She then twirled her finger in the opposite direction, focusing on Edus. "And Edus is an even greater distance north."

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Guin Stark

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Location: New York City Alleyway
Skills: Telepathy

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Sure, Guin was a little homesick having not seen her dad, Pepper, and Happy in what felt like fifteen years, but it was SPACE! How often was she going to have the chance to go on a fun space adventure? Didn't everyone go traveling crazy places in their 20s anyways? It was a rite of passage, an experience that she deserved to have. She was already married pretty young, there was no reason to forgo the rest of the fun 20s life experiences ahead of her. Besides, Guin adored space. She had wanted to be Princess Leia ever since she was a little kid, of course, Princess Leia as a Jedi - lightsabers were just way too cool to pass up. And hanging around Asgard had been nice, 1) as it was a cool alien civilization and 2) she and Pietro got some much needed privacy. The little ship hadn't exactly been soundproof.

"What the fuuuuck?!" Guin screamed, as the universe decided to swallow them whole, engulfing them in strange red light, making their ship disappear, and then spitting Guin out. The next thing she knew, she was inside of a dumpster, Amidala clinging to her head in terror. "Owww... I think we ought to sue for that one, do you think the universe can be sued?" Guin grumbled, debating just taking a few minutes with her eyes closed in the dumpster, but the smell was awful. She slowly pulled herself out, finding herself in... New York City?

Home! Her heart soared and she teared up slightly, not having realized how much she had missed this place. The skyline was so gorgeous and beautiful, she could even see her home from here, Stark Tower. But then she realized it wasn't what she saw, it was what she didn't hear - the city was quiet, dead, and it was the middle of the day. "Umm... Did we miss something? Why's it so... dead? It looks like a club at opening on a Wednesday night out there...." She then noticed that the only people with her were Lance and Annie. Where were the others?! Babe? You there? I think we're in the fucking zombie apocalypse here, it's freaking me out. Babe? Baaaaabe?!

Where exactly did you end up? I'm in a wooded area with the Asgardians.

In a dumpster in New York City, somehow? The city's like fucking dead - there's hardly anyone out on the streets, it's trippy. Did something happen while we were gone?

We would have heard something though right? We weren't exactly gone for too long, it was like what, 5 or 6 months or something? Things can't go that much to hell right?

I mean it's not like super villains have a cooldown window between attacks or even coordinate to make sure it's a good time... It's possible that... Something happened... Guin bit her lip and tugged on her hair, dislodging Amidala ever so slightly. She really wanted to check on her family now, make sure that everyone was okay.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

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☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️

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Location: Camp Half-blood: Arena
Skills: N/A

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Nancy arched an eyebrow as her new co-praetor asked if she was alright or if there was anything she needed - she was about to open her mouth and make a remark that Danielle was a praetor, not a waitress when no sound came out. Nancy didn't panic though. She had been screaming a lot and unintentionally used her control over sound - she probably had just killed her voice in the process. Was she going to communicate that she couldn't speak? Of course not. Even if she didn't want Danielle acting like a waitress, Nancy wasn't going to let herself look weak or incapable around her - and certainly not in front of the others of Rome. The Greeks should couldn't care less about - they could all eat her shorts.

She caught Mads' smile and Nancy nodded in return, standing up. It was time to go. She motioned for Danielle to follow her, figuring that Niah would be busy with quest business. Nancy hoped her voice would return soon, that way she could explain to Danielle that they needed to convene the Senate again to figure out what poor soul was going to have to chill with the Greeks during whatever sort of chaotic fiasco they passed off as meetings. She did a double take though as a harpy grabbed one of the campers, only for the girl to hack herself free. And then the horrible Bacchus kid started tangling the harpy up with vines. Nancy felt a bit bad for the creature.

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🌈 Leda Storm 🌈

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Location: Camp Half-blood: Arena
Skills: N/A

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Leda didn't really want to stop by the camp store again, since they had already been there, but her girlfriend was probably right - Arthur might need some help. He was such a tiny thing anyways, the backpacks were probably about the same size as him. And hopefully she could make sure things were quick so they weren't stuck in there while a half dozen other demigods were also fighting over who could get the best water bottle and who could grab that spare compass. It just sounded like a madhouse to her, like a mini version of a Black Friday shopping trip.

"I don't think he heard ya, luv," Leda commented to her girlfriend. Arthur seemed to be busy running around with Andy and Madalyne, the praetor. She debated whether or not to just ditch Arthur here and head back to Kiera's cabin, but at least one of the harpies had decided to be moderately entertaining. "Oi, don't hurt her!" Leda shouted at the Dionysus kid. "Harpies are friendly, mate. Probably just another weird ghost possession thing."

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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@BlueSky44@Kirah@Nallore@Natsu@Andromedai

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EARTH 257 - 5:10 AM Nov. 14th, 2021 - S.W.O.R.D. HQ, the Iron

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Tree Cover - Niah and Celestine -

~paused until Andromedai returns~

Interrogation Room A1 - Oliver and Bonnie -

"... Okay, that's good to know, so we're still on the east coast," Bonnie surmised from Oliver's description. The Appalachian mountains covered a large amount of land, but at least they knew what mountain range they were in. The new, added memories didn't tell her the geography of the Iron - it was more memories of people and places, not encyclopedic knowledge, as much as that would've been helpful. They could try fleeing North into Canada - if Canada existed here and the Iron hadn't taken land from them. That could be their best bet.

Oliver sped off to search, returning seconds later with news that he had found some of the others. "Are they okay?" Bonnie asked, before Oliver took a hold of her and sped off.

Outside Interrogation Room B9 - Sparky, Cass, Amelia, Oliver, Bonnie -

"Well, it's complicated - there's ways out, but it's more of how do you get out once you're out," Darcy explained. "That's confusing. Uh, well, we're in a mountain - so if you get outside, you can't really go much of anywhere, so you'd need to get a craft to fly down from the mountain." Darcy then blinked, taking the leg from Sparky. "A... what the fuck?" She shook the leg a little bit, expecting to see something happen, but it just remained a leg. "Where were you... were you hiding this in your vaj?!"

"It's our friend's leg," Amelia explained, which didn't really help Darcy at all. "If we can get outside and snatch a craft, I can fly it. I can fly just about anything." It was her special skill on the team - no one else was born to fly, no one else spoke planes more than they did English. Plus, she was pretty certain that whatever the aircraft were like here, it would be something new and exciting - and it would mark off fly a plane in an alternate world from her bucket list.

"Wait, shit, you're bleeding!" Darcy exclaimed, dropping the leg accidentally as she stared at Sparky. "You shouldn't be moving! Is that a bullet wound?" If Cass' crash hadn't been loud enough to draw attention, Darcy's voice definitely was. Then suddenly, Oliver appeared, disappeared, and then returned with Bonnie.

"Where did you come from?!"

"Bloody hell, it's good to see you two! Oliver, any chance you got some medical stuff on you? The leg fell out," Amelia requested.

Bonnie's eyes widened, taking Sparky in. Sparky's injury looked to her like it had healed some, but she was petrified of what would happen if Sparky moved too much or aggravated it - it was still bleeding even. Bonnie hurried forward and took Sparky's hand, placing it on the wound and then Bonnie put her hand on top. "Oliver, I need you to get me a medical kit and get Sparky to a secure location as soon as possible, or she'll die. Cass, Sparky, why'd the leg come out?"

Interrogation Room Z11 - Matt, Maria, Raynor, Flynn -

"Don't worry, I'll drop you," Raynor promised Matt. He raised an eyebrow seeing Maria go down the hallway and then double back quickly. He figured she must have seen something. The main issue was that a group of ten agents then appeared from the direction the sound of the boots had come from, all of them armed with guns. Flynn would be able to see them coming, allowing him to drag Maria out of the line of sight.

"You, absorb my healing factor," Folly whispered to Maria, having ducked back into the room. "It's just me here - I was only hired to get him, the rest of you aren't part of the job, but I'm feeling nice."

Raynor put Matt down, tilting his head from side to side as he stretched his neck. He then stuck his hands outside of the door, creating a blast of light designed to blind the agents - but the bullets kept on coming. "... Don't tell me these assholes are wearing sunglasses indoors," Raynor grumbled. He then held out his hand, calling his dagger Lyting to him, but it didn't come - something was stopping it.

"They're containing Ragnarok, they know your tricks," Folly pointed out.

🌳 Hotel Valhalla: & the Gods of Asgard 🌳

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Runa Johansson

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Location: Outside Loki's Cavern
Skills: N/A

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Runa took the apple from Nadia, staring in confusion at the words written on its side - for the fairest. She had no idea at all what that meant. Had Loki put those words there? Had someone else? She hadn't ever heard of anything about writing messages like that on apples either. Maybe it was something normal, although Nadia seemed equally confused about it. Setting the apple back down on the ground felt wrong and a little bit silly, so Runa held onto it - maybe someone would be able to figure out something by the handwriting... if apple handwriting was something to be analyzed? She shook her head slightly, before suddenly, everything went dark.

Runa assumed that the cavern must have somehow lost light, but she didn't hear anyone saying anything about it. "...Guys?" Runa called out tentatively. "I can't see..." She hoped the others would say similar things, that they were just so used to things suddenly going completely dark that they didn't bother to freak out about it, but she had a deep sense of dread that it was just her. "...Hello?" Runa called out. She didn't know that the others had already gone down the rest of the tunnel. "... Is anyone there?"

🌠 Once Upon A Time 🌠(Concluded)

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Megan Pendragon

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Location: Atlantica
Skills: N/A

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Megan's eyes went wide as King Arthur approached her. Her heart was beating insanely fast, so fast that she was certain it would burst. But then he hugged her - and Megan's body felt like it was screaming. She stiffened up and froze, not making any sort of movement. She didn't like it. She didn't know him. She didn't even hug her brother - she couldn't remember the last time she had hugged anyone. And having basically a stranger hug her... Megan didn't know why she was so violently opposed to it, but she would've rather taken a swig of arsenic. When he released her, Megan gradually relaxed her muscles bit by bit, but she was still tense. She wasn't a touchy feely sort of person.

"The... the sword?" Megan asked. She didn't really need to ask - there wasn't anything else King Arthur would've wanted to see. "You can look at it, but if you want it back, you'll need to win it fair and square." She didn't say it to be mean or anything - but the sword was hers. She wasn't going to give it back to a man even if he was her father without a fair duel first. Megan unsheathed excalibur slowly and held it up in front of herself, not offering the hilt to Arthur, but still allowing him to see the sword.