One, I am very much in a writing mood, so thank you for the reply. All my other RPs are waiting on the other side at the moment, and I was about to do something drastic.(Go outside and interact with people) Also noticed that the father hadn't had a name yet so he is now Edgar. Unless you have a different name for him and then I can edit it.
Two, went diving in to wiki's to figure out where we are timeline wise and got reminded why comic timelines are so insane and janky.
Three, just noticed that this RP is nearly a year old. Honestly doesn't seem like it has been that long, but 2020 was quite the year so I'm not all that surprised so much time slipped away.
Slade nodded along with Jin’s summary of how school had been for her so far. It wasn’t hard to see why she would assume everything would be the same at the new school, even if she had yet to hear anything about what school it was that he had in mind. “Perhaps” He would allow, it was after all, possible that H.A.E.Y.P. would prove to be no different then any other school in some regards, but he doubted it. “and fair enough we can talk about the school I have in mind later.”
He took a moment to gather his thoughts as he met the determined look on his niece’s face. This conversation had a lot of potential to hurt after all. “I never officially met your father actually” He would answer after a short moment. “We saw each other a handful of times, but never spoke and had never been formally introduced.” He would shrug at that admission. It wasn’t a personal thing, more of a safety thing. That and the fact that Slade was still a hired killer and Edgar was a police detective. Granted he did marry Yumiko, so perhaps they could have gotten along, they would never know now.
“But I did meet your mother on a business trip.” He would go on, a wry smile tugging at his lips. “It was in Russia, years ago. I was after a target for the KGB, a matter of state secrets having gone missing.” He would explain his gaze not leaving Jinny’s as he spoke “Yumiko was doing much the same, though she was looking for a target from the Triad if I remember correctly. Never learned if it was a revenge contract or a retaliation one. But then again I never asked.”
Slade would wait only a beat or two before continuing, he knew what he was saying wouldn’t make much sense without more context but even then, he did not doubt that young Jin’s ability to infer some truths from what he had said already. “Our targets were hold up in the same building, though different floors. The protection around her mark assumed I was after them, and vice versa for my mark’s protection to her. We teamed up because there was no reason not to, and every reason to do so. She saved me from getting shot through the leg, and I stopped her from getting her arm cut off.”
It was nostalgic to think back on those times now that he was. Back when he was younger and foolish. Back before he became a living legend.
“It took some time after that meeting for us to actually exchange names, but we often ran in parallel back then.” Thankfully they also never seemed to run against each other, as it would have been a shame for Slade to have had to kill her back then.
Penny didn’t bother wasting the effort it would have taken to roll her eyes at the hostile replies that were thrown her way. She offered them an easy way out, offered them a chance. There was no promise of her doing it again.
Instead, she leapt forward to meet Reaver a small trail of electricity flowing from her raised fist. At the same time the rest of her hidden limbs would unveil themselves and lash out at the projectiles closing in on her. The sword was battered away and the spear captured.
Just before the fight could begin in earnest Reaver vanished, space warping and whisking him away to places unknown. The action caught Penny of guard, but that didn’t stop her advance, a hard step and a violent pivot had the mechanical monarch turning towards the other active combatant, her intention painfully obvious as she started leveling Seppa’s own spear at her as she charged.
The next surprise was one that Penny had more warning towards. The scream of Metal rang loud and clear to her and there was only so much that she was willing to risk without forewarning. It was because of that she halted her advance as the spear self-destructed a thin cloud of dust rising to obscure the actual damage as Seppa ran off.
The instant Seppa had broken the line of sight the dust cloud would be banished. Revealing Penny practically untouched. The spear, or more accurately it’s fragments never came close to touching the Queen of Penrose. The weapon was contained in a few layers of Reinforcement barriers, the spell she stole from Reaver coming in surprising use to contain it. With a gesture the barrier dropped and the acid fell freely as the fragments would remain in the air suspended by Penny’s magic.
She would then turn to face those that had arrived just before things went sideways. And it was only due to Melisa’s presence that she didn’t assume that they too were enemies, still her spider limbs were poised and ready to strike. Or at least most of them were, one of them quietly dipped its tip into the acid to gauge just how potent the solution was.
“Seems you showed up a bit late for the action” Penny would say after a moment of examining both the mutated tiger and the unknown girl. “Care to explain why you came here?” She would ask as Snoopy disconnected from his dock and took to the skies.
Penny doubted that whatever plan it was that the Mint had they were still going to go along with it seeing as one of their agents ran as soon as Reaver vanished. Which meant that they were a distraction. So she hopped that Snoopy might be able to find some trail of the main squad so that she could try and piece together what the plan was for next time.
Reaver’s phone signal suddenly appearing in close proximity to the Rest of Beacon’s at the Mansion mission was logged by the small portion of Penny still tracking the movement’s of that local, but it wouldn’t be until later that Penny would truly register that, or what it meant.
Honestly had it only been Mariette and her crew showing up to face down with Justine. Aurelio would have been fine with being ignored. Heck even more and more people teleporting into the main room to turn it all in to one giant dust up while ignoring him would have been fine. He just wanted to cast his spell and go home.
It wasn’t a complicated spell, but it was a powerful one. A large scale, self-sustaining, self-reinforcing spell of Hope and Love. He had gone through the build of as he had walked over here all that was left was to set it off. Or at least that had been the plan.
Leena’s fanatical Null Field, kind a made his spell utterly unusable. Or at least it wasn’t capable of being large scale anymore, and he was just a few steps short of either panic or a break down, he wasn’t sure which. Then Jenna showed up and he thankfully took her support, opening his mind as best he could to ease it. He wasn’t a Psychic but Empathy worked in similar circles at times.
The mental support let him get his emotions fully under his control as well, which if he was being entirely honest the Void spell helped with that as well by banishing any lingering emotions in the air away so that he didn’t have to fend them off anymore as well as keep his head.
’You’re a life saver. Dinner is on me next time I swear.’ He would think as he refocused on the chaos in front of him. Three things stood out to him, and in any normal circumstance he would have made a few clones and went to assist at all the locations at once.
First was Alicia, and her rapidly approaching cat problem. Second was watching the spunky sparkster taking a spear for Lily. Lastly, that Justine was, more so than any other moment, vulnerable.
It took less time for him to decide what to do then it did for him to recognize and process everything he had seen.
Turning to Jenna, he ran his hand along his cane the unsettling black glow vanishing and being replaced with a warm white. He then handed her the Cane, now charged to release the entirety of his earlier spell in one go. Two if she was careful. No words were said, but none were needed due to the telepathic link.
It should kill Justine, or turn Alicia into an avenging Angel. Both useful outcomes, but Aurelio had something more important to take care of. After all Kindness had to come first.
After passing off his Final Act he would turn and race towards Sakura, ignoring everything except for the soft shuddering of this dimension. “I hope you’ve still got a trace on us” Aurelio would mutter into his com, hopping that Elora was still on the other side “As it feels like this place is falling apart.” Skidding to a stop he would rub his hands together bringing forth a soft blue glow just under his skin. Without any further ado he set about healing Sakura. Trusting in Jenna and Alicia to be able to handle things in the fight.
Viva for her part had merely stayed quiet and watched the others interact once she was done talking. Noting things that caught her interest, such as Alma’s cup size that coin that Ilmarinen seemed so fond of, and that Seppa liked her things to stay hers.
“I, for one, can hardly think of a reason anyone would stay mad at you for too long” Viva would say with a smirk. “I’m interested in seeming more of Seppa’s toys as well. Especially if they are anything like this one.” She would continue on, hefting the Axe that had been loaned out to her to emphasis her statement.
After that conversation died off for a bit as they all waited for the meat of the mission to be found. Viva spent her time idling staring at everyone there with eyes grown under her hair, wondering how Ilmarinen’s wings would taste.
She was rather annoyed at the change of plans, but didn’t do much more then huff about it, and was readying to leave when she was ensnared by the shadowy tendrils. She struggled against them for a moment before stopping and leveling an unamused glare at Varjo. “Kinky” She would say with a fanged grin that was decidedly more feral then playful. The Axe in her hand would vanish in a small flash of light as her body suddenly melted into a puddle and oozed out of the dark tentacles grip. Just as suddenly Viva would be reforming and jumping away from the three of them.
“But you forgot to set a safe word.” Viva would say as her revolver materialized in her right hand, as a few vials filled with green liquid appeared in between the fingers of her left. “Mind explaining the sudden, but supposedly inevitable, betrayal?” She would ask leveling her gun at Varjo.
Slade took a moment to observe his niece as she worked off her excess energy. They had never gotten it confirmed, but the man had always assumed that it was a byproduct of Jinyah being a Metahuman. In the end it never bothered him, and if anything, it helped get her though some of the more rigorous parts of training. Which now more then ever he could see the type of figure she would grow into.
Untested she might be at the moment, Slade was confident that there were few other children across the world that were as well trained, and of those that were a threat to her only one was trained to kill. Yet it wasn’t the other children that he was most worried about, it was his associates.
“Jinayah” He would greet in return at last. Still cataloging her stance and movements. They were good, but there was always room for improvement. “I wanted to talk to you about schooling, and in a larger sense what direction you wanted to take your life in.” Absently in the back of his mind he toyed around with teaching her more directly in the art of knife combat. “That and answer more directly some of your questions that I’ve been dancing around”
He would pull a stool over to the edge of the training area as he spoke. It would be up to Jinayah if she wanted to keep working out while they talked.
No one really knows the inner workings of the Hive academy, or much about it at all, at least as far as I am aware. What we do know is that it started as a school to train up and coming villains/mercenaries and at some point was taken over by a psychic cult leader and turned into his personal army. Lots of room for things to go all sorts of ways.
Regardless glad that I was able to bring the hype.
Okay, got thoughts in order and figured out at least a frame work for the next arc. Time to start the Hive academy.
Was a but vague on how many years have passed, so you can pick the exact amount of time, but I was thinking between two and four. Placing Jinny between seven and nine. Reason is I'm acting under the assumption that the Hive Academy is a multi year school, and this gives us plenty of room to extend or shrink it's time as needed.
This will also give us access to some minor toons for us both to take control of with the Hive five and other students as well as Teachers and the Headmistress as this will be before Brother Blood takes over.
Other ideas within this arc are shadowing other villain's and running into other sidekicks, and witnessing the Teen Titans getting put together.
Slade is also going to be going to Hive academy, but he's going there as a teacher, as from what I remember Hive is a boarding school on paper.
Slade could appreciate the logic behind his young niece reasoning. It wasn’t quite true, after all there was no age limit on when someone could use a firearm, just an age limit on when one could own one. But it was more that there was going to be associations to guns. While they weren’t the weapons used to end Yumiko, there was plenty of evidence that they had been used at the assault on the house.
Never the less he would let out a small chuckle “With some things, learning how it works is more important then learning how to use it.” He would say cryptically, because the truth of the matter was it didn’t matter if she asked how to use it. He had already thought her enough of the basics she that she could use one entirely without his help if she tried.
“This is a Colt M1911.” He would go on to explain as he pulled all of the parts of one of the guns in front of him and smoothly put it together. He would go on to dismantle it once again, explaining everything as he went. For as much as he was slightly wary of how close they were to his Job, he was never one to teach half-heartedly.
Time continued to move ever onward as it was want to do, and years would pass by. Different schools were attended, both of public and private, but never boarding. Training and teaching continued, the Summers used for more intensive regimes. With martial art’s being added in slowly. Slade was fully aware that she would be viewed as his protégé and successor when she started to gain more notoriety. Something that was getting harder and harder to avoid as his growing distance from the underworld was becoming more pronounced as time passed and more people started to wonder why.
He still performed jobs, still maintained his lethal excellence, but he was accepting less, or turning down more lucrative ones. Because he didn’t trust anyone else to watch out for his Niece. Money wasn’t a concern, he was too well invested for that to ever be the case, but the increasing scrutiny was starting to becoming a hassle.
But at his desk he was staring at a webpage that might be able to solve that issue. Grated it would solve it by pronouncing the reason to the underworld, but at the same time it would help protect Jinny, as well as further her training. Because on his desktop was the home page for the H.A.E.Y.P. Institute.
It would mean that he would need to actually give an answer to some of the more, pointed questions that Jinayah had asked him over the years. He had never lied to her, but that also didn’t mean he was fully honest with her. But it might be time for her to see a bit beyond the curtain as it were. At least before it was ripped away entirely.
With a nod to himself he would send the page to he phone before standing up to go seek out his niece. It was time for a discussion about her future once more. This time with an option he hadn’t brought up before.
Not sure if I want to do a kidnapping at the moment, though it would be funny to set it up as a noodle incident to reference back too. Originally I wanted something to happen so that we didn't have too many time skips back to back, but that does seem to be the only avenue open at the moment.
Eh, if that's what's needed to get this moving again I'll stop worrying about it. Any preference for how long of a skip this time?
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