Natsu

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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Location: Quinjet
Skills: Superspeed

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As his teammates were reasonable upset with him, Oli's cocoons shuttered, and then cracked open, revealing, for a moment, oliver, and then in the next, just a blur. Running away from the shell that enclosed him, a shocked Oli was going fast, much faster than he ever could have considered running before. He had no idea what was going on, and he was surprised that he could move as fast as as he was right now. The world, slowed around him, as he looked back at the woman he'd initially gone to talk to. Turning back around on the spot, he rocketed back into the Quinjet, before stopping short, and slipping down against the internal wall of the ship. Panting, more from the exhilaration than any kind of exhaustion, he looked at the group that was very cross with him.

Standing up straight, and clearing his throat for a moment, "That was stupid of me, I'm sorry. I should be better than that." Opening the Air lock was beyond stupid of him, and looking back he didn't know what he was thinking. These last few weeks had left him sparse on sleep, between that and the generally high levels of stress, he supposed he understood that he could've done something like that, but he was ashamed of it. "I... still have no idea why that just happened though, if anybody has any theories they want to float." This was insane, literally too much for him to quite handle at the moment. Taking a breath, he looked to make sure his team wasn't hurt by his foolishness.

Harry Potter and the Alchemist's Quest - Discontinued

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Elizabeth Flame

Location: Train Hallway
Magic: N/A

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Flame bristled as the trolly witch turned her attention away from them. "Well fine then," She muttered. "Murk, go and sod off, why don't ya'? Yer not worth my time right now, you know where to find me if you grow a spine." She shot a glare at her, before she was interrupted by Fae's eruption. A grin broke out on her face, before laughing. She had no idea how that had happened, but she was glad it did. Disappointed that Murk wasn't intimidated, she patted her friend on the shoulder, saying, "That was fuckin' awesome. Good show!" Giving a look at Maddy, she said, "Ain't nothin' to talk about, Murk's a bleedin' racist, and I'm not gonna apologize fer respondin' in kind with mean words o' my own."

Sticking her tounge out a bit at Fae she said, "Now now, who ever said I was good?" She asked playfully. She thought, of course, that she was a perfectly good person, but her having a tendency to exact her own form of justice and being a general troublemaker left many to disagree, "Ya can't go and ruin my reputation like that Fae! People'll stop taking me seriously!" She likes to think that she had, at least, a bit of a "don't fuck with me" reputation, but clearly Murk and her kind didn't agree. It almost disappointed her, but at the same time, it gave her an excuse to kick their ass from time to time. "Now, yer Maddy right? Good to see ya! I don't recall seein' you much before, would you like to spend some time with Fae and I and fix that up?" Flame offered, figuring having a prefect in her pocket was always a good thing.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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Location: Quinjet -> Just Outside
Skills:

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Oliver grasped the edge of his seat, trying to stay seated and safe. Never a dull moment, it seemed. He kept his eyes forced shut, trying to keep himself from hurling from the g-forces he was experiencing. As the plane slowed down and landed safely, he composed himself and straightened out. As he figured out what the hell was going on, he ran through some of the possible scenarios. If the people had decided to flood the atmosphere with terrigen, there had to be a serious threat to them. He couldn't have any idea about what kind of invading force would require turning your population into powered individuals. They were coming to fight something scary, if there was a threat here.

Standing up, Oliver made his way to the Quinjet doors, and pushed a button to open the doors, intending to go and talk to the couple. "Let's see what all this is-" He started to say, stepping off the jet, as a wave a nausea overcame him and stopped him dead in his tracks. Something felt wrong. Really really wrong. "Guys, I don't feel so good." He started to say, as a cocoon started to wrap around his body. While the it began to cover his head, a look of panic crossed his face, "H-help me! Somebody hel-" He started to cry out, as the cocoon covered his mouth, covering him totally.

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Elizabeth Flame

Location: Galactus' Ship (team 2)
Skills:

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Lance without a suit was something that should be fixed ASAP, as it stood now, if they had to get off this ship, Lance could be in trouble. "I'll give a call down to Earth, we'll see if there's anyway we can get a suit replacement, one minute." With that, she started a call, hoping to connect with Tony Stark, and luckily, it she got through to him. "Mr. Stark? It's Eli- I mean Alchemy." Eliza said, getting used to using her call sign, though it did feel a bit silly, "Lancey hulked out and trashed the suit you made, leaving us in a bit of a pickle. I don't know if there's anything you can do, but I figure if anybody could, it'd be you."

"...Wait did you just say that Lance hulked out?" Tony responded to her.
In the background, she'd be able to hear someone who sounded like Bruce Banner, "WHAT?!"
Eliza paused for a moment, but said, "That's right, it surprised all of us too, but we dealt with the situation well enough, he's back to normal now. Everybody is fine though, more or less."
"Okay, well that definitely is a good thing, hold on one second," Tony said, before she would be able to hear him essentially repeat those words to someone else (probably Banner in an attempt to calm him down).
Eliza thought for a moment, hoping Banner wasn't about to freak out back on Earth. "If you - Do you want me to put Lance on? I'm sure we'd all appreciate him learning a thing or two about this, hulks and pressurized cabins don't mix well, and I'm sure Doctor Banner might appreciate hearing about it directly from him."
"Uh no. The ship first of all is way too big for that sort of thing for him to be able to destroy it... Umm... Not sure what you guys can really do about that sort of thing now anyway..."
Eliza had been more concerned about the prospect of eventually getting Lance home, and him hulking out on the way back, but in any case, it sounded like there wasn't much that could be done. "That's about what I figured, yeah. Well, if there's nothing that can be done, we'll have to see what we can do with the resources we have. Thanks Mr. Stark."
"No problem."
And with that, Eliza ended the call. "We're on our own for finding a suit, Lance you uh, might wanna talk to talk to your dad sometime." She said awkwardly. She didn't mean to break to break to news to Doctor Banner on his behalf, but it seems like she did. "It was my bad, honestly, I didn't think he'd be right there next to Mr.Stark, I'm sorry." She flashed an apologetic smile, and run her hand through her hair, giving it a little bit of a twirl.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Arthur Stanford

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Location:Dining Pavilion

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"I guess I kinda have to be." Arthur found himself saying to Mona, forcing a small, sad smile. He couldn't stay here, wallowing wouldn't get him anywhere. Hopefully practicing and honing his abilities would get this all off his mind, and push him forward. "What about you?" He said, almost mechanically. This all felt wrong, they had to be entitled to some kind of time to grieve, no? Was this really how things were to be? It was a tumultuous haze of feeling inside him in this way, wanting to move forward, but scared to at the same time. All he could really do, would be pretend he was okay, until he was.

It was at this point he followed Andy's gaze, and looked up at the ship in the air, and was visibly taken aback. He genuinely hadn't noticed it until now, and all he could said was, "How- how did that get here? Is that what we're riding to get to Camp Jupiter?" He was stunned, to say the least, having never seen anything like this before. Every moment at this camp seemed to be one of shock and awe, and part of him wondered if that would ever subside. Was it possible for the extraordinary to become ordinary? Or would he just keep on seeing more and more things that would shock him to his core?

Harry Potter and the Alchemist's Quest - Discontinued

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Elizabeth Flame

Location: Train Hallway
Magic: N/A

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"Oi, what kinda shite is that?" Elizabeth found herself saying, quickly rising to anger at the Trolley Witch wanting to write her and her friend up for standing up to Ismelda's blatant racism, "Respectfully miss, o' course." She cleared her throat, trying to maintain her temper, "But in what world should the two of us get in trouble fer callin' out a bully? I dunno if you know what it's like, but anybody who'd call a fellow witch a mudblood deserves far worse than a shove and some mean words." Nevertheless, she knew lying about her name wouldn't get her anywhere, "Shout it fro' the towers, name's Elizabeth Flame, and I ain't ashamed of what I, or what me friend here just did." Her eyes were burning at this point, ready to get into a full on argument here and now.

She found her brow furrowing at the Trolley witch, it was safe to say the Flame was fuming. "And more than any o' that, she" Elizabeth jabbed a finger over at Fae, "has an amazin' point. If yer even thinki' about tryin' to get 'er in trouble for doin' her job, yer just as bad as Murk." At this point, half of what she was saying was out of pure anger, and half in the hope that she'd be getting the Trolley Witch angry, or ashamed enough to forget about about Fae. Mintfree certainly didn't deserve to go down for acting in defense of her, and she'd do whatever she could to keep that from happening, even if it meant making things worse for herself. That was just the witch she was, at least when it came to Fae. She knew she'd do that same for her, at least for something like this.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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Location: Quinjet
Skills: Hacking

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Oli never much minded flying, but this was something else. They were going to space, and his little nerd heart was flipping out over it. People dreamed of this, and now he got to actually do it! Looking at Earth from the stars above, he grinned, taking in the view for what it was. The problem of M-pox worried him, as did the looming threat of Skrull invasion, but for now? He was enjoying the moment. His eyes were glued to the windows, taking full advantage of the lack of atmosphere around him, giving him a rare unobscured glance at the stars in the sky.

That was, of course, until they made their way into the protective bubble around Attilan. At first, he was looking forward to seeing the city sheltered away on the moon, but upon seeing the carnage, his face fell. "I'll try to signal to the ground, hang tight." He said, and cracked into his laptop, scanning for any kind of comm signals he could find. Alas, there was nothing, which worried him, "Radio silence, either nobody's down there to broadcast a signal, or Attilan uses different communication protocols than on Earth. Let's hope for the latter." That wasn't an unreasonable idea to him, but with the bombed wreckage beneath him, it felt like the less likely if the two options.

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Elizabeth Flame

Location: Galactus' Ship (team 2)
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A wave of relief crashed through Elisha as Lance collapsed. She didn't totally understand what had happened, but one less raging hulk was exactly what she needed in her life right about now. As he shrank back down to being a regular person, she finally let go of the last bit of tension, Things it seemed, were back on track.

"Let's go then." She said, clapping her hands together. She was mostly doing that because for the for the first time in a long while, she could. "Tracker says go that way," She pointed, "So let's do it." Focusing on the mission, for her, would be the easiest thing. She didn't know any of these people particularly well, but the spaceship of an silent monster didn't seem like the time to fix that.

Harry Potter and the Alchemist's Quest - Discontinued

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Elizabeth Flame

Location: Train Hallway
Magic: N/A

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Elizabeth playfully rolled her eyes, "As if I was already gonna do anythin' else." Truth is, the thought of death eaters running free and escaping from Azakaban struck a touch of fear into her. She'd never admit it, but those are the people who'd kill her if they had the chance, and that was something that she wanted locked away, forever. She wished Hogwarts was a place free of that kind of hatred, but she knew that wasn't true, as the girl approaching was about to demonstrate.

Not for a moment did she think that this interaction might be something close to civil, Snyde's crew was far past that. No, it was a question of how horrible is was about to be. Answer, very, but not as bad as it could have been. As the words slipped from the bitch's mouth, a fire lit in Flame's eyes. "How thick can a girl be?" Elizabeth asked herself quietly, and closing the distance between her and Ismelda, walking along Fae's outstretched arm, "Tell yer boss, and pass it all along the chain. My blood's red as ever." And as she said that, she came down with a quiet, but forceful stomp on Ismelda's foot, "But I reckon that foot of yours'll be a bright purple sometime soon. Best tend to that, love." There was a deep, cold hatred in her voice. Anybody who'd call her that would pay, that was something she'd resolved to long ago.

With a dramatic hair flip, she turned her attention toward Artie, and flashed a lovely smile his way, "Artie, sweetheart! It's been too long!" She grinned, seeing the badge straight away, "And a prefect too? I always knew ye had it in you, you know!" She gave a gentle tug on Fae, and offered, "We were just about to feck off and watch some Ravenclaws blast their digits off, wanna join?"

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Arthur Stanford

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Location:Dining Pavilion

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Arthur did not care for being assaulted with questions right now. He didn't expect the world to cater to him, but he would have thought it obvious that, after the funeral of his sister, he might not be the most talkative person in the world. He pointedly didn't say anything to the two of them, and stayed quiet, giving it everything not to glare at them. This, was a kind of rudeness and unmindfulness he couldn't appreciate. When he was in a right state, he would be doing something about this.

Putting food in his mouth, he was thankful that Andy would take this conversational bullet for him. He'd owe her one for this, for sure. Truthfully, he didn't have any packing to do this morning, that was taken care of when he moved into the Jupiter cabin. He wouldn't be going back to Hades any time soon, so anything he knew he needed from there, he packed with him. Something good had come out of Ash's death after all, Arthur morbidly considered. Huffing, he looked to Andy and waited for the two of them to give a rundown on what to expect from on this journey.