Natsu

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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Location: the Triskelion - Conference Room
Skills: N/A

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Well, that was the reddest flag possible if he'd ever seen one. The council wanted to do something about him, for no other reason than his parentage. That put him between a rock and a hard place. If he didn't help, then that could push things to the point that they arrested him anyway, and if they managed to arrest Captain America, they might feel empowered to take him down as well. This made it clear that it was only a matter of time before he'd be in a jail cell. He'd need to figure out the best path forward, but the first step was clear at least, "Well, I guess I'm in then." He said, clearly unhappy about the situation.

As Flynn stormed out, he huffed. If there was one thing to make this entire situation worse, it was him being right about something. Taking a chance however, he looked at Hill and said, "I'd appreciate though, Director, if you didn't call me that again. Thanos may have provided half of my genetic code, but make no mistake, I'm not his son." There was a kind of vitriol in his voice at this point, though it wasn't at Hill per say, more so it was triggered by her having the gall to call him that. He hated hearing his name, having people stare at him for it, like he choose to have that monster as a parent.

🌳 Hotel Valhalla: & the Gods of Asgard 🌳

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Elizabeth Flame

Location: Gift Shop
Skills: Rune Magic

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As she was chastised and people ran off, she shrugged. Such was the way things were around here, she thought. She didn't care much if people were angry at her, any kid who started crying from something like that needed to change, otherwise they'd be a danger to themselves, and anybody they ever went on a mission with. As it stood, she didn't have a very high opinion of the girl, but she hoped this would start he down a path where Beth might have something resembling that for her. In the mean time, she tried to figure out what she'd be doing. She didn't need much in the way of supplies from the shop, so she strolled out.

Reaching into her bag, she sat against the wall and pulled out a pen and journal. Clicking her tongue for a moment, she scribbed down some runes, and just felt her head go a bit fuzzy. "Come now... you can tell me what I want to know, can't you?" She asked under her breath, as she touched up her attempt, and felt a wave of clarity wash over her. That magic always felt good to use, if a bit draining; she knew exactly what her dream was, and it wasn't a product of getting hit too hard on the head. Baldur was in Hel's castle, Eljudnir, and that couldn't be good. The thane's would be wanting to hear this for sure.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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Location: the Triskelion - Conference Room
Skills: Super Speed

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It'd been a bit of a trip, these past few months since everything has happened. Superpowers were great and all, but something in him was kind of broken, he was twitchier, not often getting the amount of sleep he needed, and almost paranoid about everything. Between not knowing who was and wasn't a skrull, nor knowing when the next calamity would strike, it wouldn't be inaccurate to say he was almost a different person now. His hair had grown out a bit, but there he was, sitting at the table, fiddling with a cube as Maria Hill kept them waiting. As he was working on solving it, he blinked for a moment, and he switched on his speed, something he was slowly getting better at, finding toying with the cube to be a good way to practice effort and control over his speed.

As he solved, a thought crossed his mind, and he twitched his head, tears forming, as he finished, and the cube nearly fumbled out of his hand. He knew he didn't have much longer at this point. His mom would be dead soon, it couldn't be more than a few days, she had called him last night, before he was about to go to bed. So that shot any potential plans he had about courting Morpheus for the evening, instead, he spent the whole night crying. As he wiped tears from his face, Director Hill walked in, and proceeded to announce that they'd be hunting down Steve Rogers, a plan that sounded like the last thing Shield would do before losing all public support and funding.

"Not to speak out of turn," Oli said, as he proceeded to blatantly speak out of turn, "But even operating on the theory that we can take down the leader of the Avengers in total secrecy without killing him, people are going to notice when Captain America isn't Captain America-ing anymore." He was in a bit of a no fucks given mood right now, and there were a million terrible ways this could go wrong, "And even past that, has he actually done anything yet? Don't we need to wait for him to engage in vigilante justice before we arrest him? I know this isn't my country, but I thought your constitution had some things to say about that form of preventative detention of American citizens." He then tacked on quickly, "Respectfully, of course."

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Elizabeth Flame

Outside Garden
Skills: N/A

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In the time since the wedding, Elizabeth had found a sense of peace. She'd joined in on a DND campaign, taking the role of a bard, something she wasn't initially ready to do, but playing an outspoken, excitable murder musician really helped her work through some of her shit. That, and she'd managed to claim one of the plots of flowers as her own, giving her quite a lot to keep herself occupied with. She had some lovely purple hydrangeas, inter-spaced with light blue lilacs. It felt really good to create something for herself, these plants were her babies, and she loved them to death.

She wasn't too far away from Marygold, and sighed a bit as she was able to have flowers sprout up around her. Elizabeth had been looking into ways to make her gardens better with her transmutation, but she'd had mixed success. Gardening was simple enough, but biochemistry was hard, and something that was still a tad bit beyond her. Calling over to Mary, she said, "You've got the edge on me now, but I swear, my patch will be just as good as any of yours in time!" She called over playfully. She wanted to get closer with her, it'd be nice, she thought, for her to have a gardening friend, and Mary just seemed like a cool person in general.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Arthur Stanford

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Location:Upper Deck -> the ground

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With the passage of a few hours, Arthur was starting to feel a touch better, which he didn't know if he should be concerned about or not. He was worried about what this place was turning him into, but he felt like he just didn't have much in the way of options. Andy was nice, though, and he was glad that he could be with her through this. In any case, he managed to make it to the upper deck, regardless of the thunderstorm raging. As the situation as explained to him, it was obvious he would be paired with Andy. As she took a few down with no trouble, he nodded, ready to do his half.

Strapping on one of the backpacks, he sucked up the two Andy had managed to drop, and he shot a smile at her saying, "Lemme see if I can take care of one." He said, grabbing for the knife at his side, and having it fly up, and take a stab into one, before it zipped back in for the kill. "There we go!" Arthur shouted gleefully. He wouldn't normally take joy in the death of another creature, but these were unusual times. Sucking up the dead one, he breathed, and held out a hand to high five Andy, pleased with himself for how he'd picked this up. He wished he could have taken down two like her, but he'd settle for this.

🌳 Hotel Valhalla: & the Gods of Asgard 🌳

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Elizabeth Flame

Location: Gift Shop
Skills: N/A

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Elizabeth pursed her lips, she could be wrong, she was fine with that, but she still felt like mentioning it to the Thanes wouldn't be a bad idea. She shrugged and said, "I mean, I hit my head all the time, that doesn't normally happen, but hey, far be it from me to interfere with fate, should you be wrong." She was being a bit facetious, sure, but she didn't really care about coming off that way, "Love god wants to have fun in the Goddess of Death's sex dungeon, that's on him, I suppose." As Runa ran off, she sighed, "And now the newbie is broken, somebody should deal with that."

Beth figured that her going after her might not be best. She was blunt, but not oblivious by any means. It was her words that caused this, but Runa would need to learn to be tougher. Words alone could not be allowed to break a person here, not when they'd be putting themselves in the way of real, physical danger. It was a process they all had to go through, to learn not to let your emotions dictate your actions, sometimes it took years, decades, or even centuries, but it was a skill they all had to learn. Turning her head to the armors in the aisle, she pretended to be looking for something new to wear, hoping one of them would try to help the girl.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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Location: The Moon
Skills: N/A

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Sitting within the Quinjet, Oliver watched as the results of their plan were laid bare to them. For a few moments, he really didn't know if that had worked, and, for all he knew, the next few moments would be the last ones he, or anybody, ever lived. But, as the ship disappeared, he felt a bit of relief. He knew he wasn't in moral danger anymore, but the damage was done. A city was dead, and Tinley had been killed. Stepping out onto the moon, and rejoining the rest of the group, he made his way over to Tinley's body. It was appalling, for sure, but he looked down at her somberly.

Her loss would not be forgotten, and he looked at the rest of the group before saying, "I wouldn't be here right now if it weren't for the efforts of each and every one of you." He started, "I will not forget this, and, I wish I had more I could say than thank you but... Thank you all." He knelt down next to Tinley's body, closing his eyes for a moment. He wasn't a religious person by any means, but he took a moment to thank Tinley in his head. Standing up, he looked over to the approaching group, raising an eyebrow, but saying nothing. They had endangered countless, even if it was meant well, and he didn't know if he could forgive them for that.

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Elizabeth Flame

Location: The Reception
Skills: N/A

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Flying backwards, Elizabeth reflected on the decisions that led to this turn of events. She really needed to learn to think things through, like mot attacking the king of metal. As she fell back on her ass, she grunted, feeling physically fine, if not a little banged up, but she was now angry. She watched Magneto exit, and it was everything in her not to yell at him over it. She did, however, exercise a modicum of self control, and not goad the villain anymore. All she did was glare at him, and grip her fist in a vain attempt to displace her anger into something non destructive.

Brushing herself off, Elizabeth smiled at Antoinette, and said, "Ego's bruised, but I think I'll be okay, um..." She wasn't sure the two of them had met, before saying ,"Antoinette... right?" She'd heard her name tossed around, but this was the first time they had talked, if she recalled correctly. Taking her hand, and pulling herself up, she smiled at her, "Thanks a lot, I probably shouldn't have done that, but I dunno." She fixed her hair, throwing it all back behind her shoulder, "He just really pissed me off, coming here and all. You know?" Watching Antoinette's illusion powers, she gave a kind of impressed look at her and said, "That's really neat." Clearly, Elizabeth was awestruck by this.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Arthur Stanford

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Location:The Galley

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Arthur smiled and nodded at Andy's question, he wanted some things cleared up for sure, especially if he was gonna be staying with these people. The first one that came to mind was kind of an uncomfortable one, "Do we serve the gods?" He wanted to know that up front. After everything that happened, he didn't know if he could help them in good faith. At this point, he felt like the skies could part and the gods could die for all he cared, in fact, he might be happier if that did happen. He hoped that that question wouldn't upset Rebecca, but he honestly cared very little.

Clearing his throat, he also continued to ask, "And, if so, do we need to go on Quests?" He didn't mind exploring and putting his life on the line, but if he didn't have to, he legitimately didn't know if we wanted to. The camp seemed nice, and he didn't mind the idea of staying there forever, especially if Andy was with him. He just, didn't want to be fighting all the time, at least not right now. As cool as having powers and everything was, it seemed like it came with a cost he really didn't want to have to pay. He wanted to be a kid, live life, and have fun, not be a pawn in a god's war.

🌳 Hotel Valhalla: & the Gods of Asgard 🌳

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Elizabeth Flame

Location: Gift Shop
Skills: N/A

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Righting herself up, Elizabeth rubbed her temples, Trying to make sense of everything she had just seen. Turning her head towards Klara, she furrowed her brow, "I didn't expect new girl to bash my head in, shoot me. In my day, we had a modicum of respect for the blind." One thing she did miss, was the ability for here to roll her eyes, which she would very much be doing right now if she could. Rubbing her head, she looked at Runa and said, "Nice reaction time, that'll serve you well here. Flame's the name, no hard feelings about the concussion. Promise." She said, trying to be nicer to the girl, since she seemed like the take no shit kinda person.

She frowned, before saying, "On the downside, I think the world might be ending. Pity." She crossed her arms. That vision, if she recalled correctly, it was one of the events leading up to Ragnorak, the capture of Baldur, "I had a vision, when the new girl knocked me out. Hel's captured the god of love, or I just had a weird dream. 50/50 shot. That's how Ragnarok's supposed to start, right?" She exhaled, not wanting terribly to have to deal with that, but if it was happening, she'd have to do what she could to prevent it. Hoping her fellow residents had some thoughts on the matter, she leaned against the Aisle, waiting for them to respond.