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Stellan had just finished checking and re assembling his gear when the lights went out. He sat there for a minute in silence before heaving a heavy sigh. "Typical." He muttered. The flashlight Akame pulled out gave him the light he needed to get out his own flashlight and he nodded to her in thanks. He then turned to his armour and patted it fondly on the arm.
"c'mon old girl, time for some more action." He pulled the armour on with quick efficiency having had to don it quickly many times before. So many times, in fact, that he had lost count. There was always some emergency that had to be dealt with and usually it happened when he had a mouthful of food. He thanked his lucky stars that at least this time he hadn't ended up choking on his sandwich. He quickly fastened the various pieces into place and attached the rocket launcher to its specially designed holder at his side. It was designed for easy access and he checked that he could reach it easily with no obstructions. He then placed his grenades on their belt and fastened it over the armour. Lastly he picked up his assault rifle, slinging the strap over his shoulder, and he was ready to roll out.
He moved quickly from the shuttle bay, his armour making his footsteps sound loud and full of echos in the ship corridor. He moved unerringly to the bridge not stopping to check the rest of the ship. He was sure the crew knew what they were doing and had reacted properly to the emergency. He reached the bridge and moved up beside Akame.
"Ready when you are Ma'am."
"c'mon old girl, time for some more action." He pulled the armour on with quick efficiency having had to don it quickly many times before. So many times, in fact, that he had lost count. There was always some emergency that had to be dealt with and usually it happened when he had a mouthful of food. He thanked his lucky stars that at least this time he hadn't ended up choking on his sandwich. He quickly fastened the various pieces into place and attached the rocket launcher to its specially designed holder at his side. It was designed for easy access and he checked that he could reach it easily with no obstructions. He then placed his grenades on their belt and fastened it over the armour. Lastly he picked up his assault rifle, slinging the strap over his shoulder, and he was ready to roll out.
He moved quickly from the shuttle bay, his armour making his footsteps sound loud and full of echos in the ship corridor. He moved unerringly to the bridge not stopping to check the rest of the ship. He was sure the crew knew what they were doing and had reacted properly to the emergency. He reached the bridge and moved up beside Akame.
"Ready when you are Ma'am."
Cora Dubois and Henry Olin
Written in collaboration with @UrbanEvolution
Cora hesitated for a brief moment before reaching out and shaking hands with Henry, his skin felt dry and not at all unpleasant. She had never come across a meta with Reptilian features before and didn't know what to expect. But thus far apart from his size, Henry, seemed genuinely friendly and a little awkward. It made her feel a little better knowing that she wasn't the only one who struggled in these situations.
She shook his hand firmly before releasing his hand and resting both of her hands on the bar, she took several deep breaths in an attempt to help calm her instincts. Her senses were working overdrive taking in every little thing around her in an effort to spot any potential threats. But at the same time her instincts were insisting that the big man next to her was her most immidiate threat.
Determined not to allow those instincts to win she continued breathing in and out, in and out, the breaths slow and even. Gradually she felt her heart begin to calm and smiled, pleased with her efforts. She turned so that she faced Henry and smiled again.
"Well Henry, it's nice to meet you. I'ma struggling a little being around all these people, so I apologise if I'ma little distracted. But it is real nice to meet someone else like me."
She looked Henry up and down and then grinned her playful side showing itself a little. She gestured to her skin and then at his.
"Well sorta like me anyhow."
She turned and caught the eye of the bartender, he walked over and smiled politely. She asked for a glass of juice before turning back to Henry. Jack had just gotten drinks for him and Elise and as she glanced at him he nodded in approval. Obviously trusting her to handle herself he and her aunt wandered away to mingle amongst the other guests. Cora told herself they were not abandoning her and pushed the re surfacing anxiety to the back of her mind.
"So you here to raise money for us 'special people' too?"
Henry sucked in a breath, contemplating his response.
This person didn't know him, which was probably good- considering NEST's reputation.
In one hand he could say he was here to raise money and a reputation. In the other he could lie, and just pretend that he was a civilian. He doubted Lihua would say anything to blow his cover. His eyes shifted to her free hand- instinctively looking for a weapon of some sort. A habit he had learned the hard way. He'd taken a bullet to the gut and while he had come out of it just fine afterward- the nickel sized scar was the source of many 'belly button' jokes onward.
Henry coughed, and finaly spoke up.
"Yeah, yeah. Just... trying to do my part, you know?"
He was glad he wasn't carrying any weapons on him right now. Honestly he was glad he didn't really use weapons to begin with. Weapons were messy. And hard to cover fup. Claws and fists? You can hide those. Well, you can hide them better than you can hide weapons.
"I take it you're here for the same reason?"
Cora took a sip of her juice and then nodded in response .
"Yes, though honestly I didn't want to come. I'm not exactly a people person and this is a lotta people."
She paused , wondering what he thought of NEST and all of the recent press it had received. Many Metahumans were angry about what had come to light and Cora could understand why. Yet she believed in NEST, believed that they were needed. If a Meta like her went on a Rampage they were the best people to deal with it. It gave her comfort knowing that and she chose to believe that not all of the organisation was corrupt, just a few bad apples.
"But my family was right to convince me to come. NEST needs our support if it's ever gonna rebuild its reputation."
"I feel the people person part." Henry said, resisting the urge to call over more wine. He wanted to get drunk right now. Like, really badly. But then Lihua or Sonya or both would have to lug him home and that would be bad.
This NEST conversation though... Probably wasn't good. Conversations like this would inevitably lead to him messing up if he continued down the road. He was good, really good. But he'd met people that were better. Especially at picking up lies or deception. One mistake could lead to some bad stuff like distrust or something. So it'd probably be best to play it smart and reveal his occupation later. If he would even need to reveal it at all.
"That an accent I detect?" Henry questioned, turning and leaning back against the bar, which groaned against his weight once again. "I'm from Boston. Where're you from?"
Cora heard the bar complain when Henry leaned on it and smiled slightly.
"You ever break stuff accidentally? "She gestured at the bar which, though solid, definitely looked to be bowing slightly under his weight.
"I do all the time. I'm always having to replace my rugs and furniture."
She realised then that he had asked her a question.
"Louisiana, New Orleans to be exact. I grew up in the Bayou's. Never been to Boston, do you miss it?"
"Constantly. I constantly break things. I spend more money replacing things than I do on appartment annually." Henry said, looking down and glaring at the bar as if doing so would whip it into shape. He picked up his wine glass and held it at hey eye level. "See this? Think of it as an egg. You know what? Just think of everything as an egg."
Henry snorted. "God no. Boston's a great place to be from. Not a good place to grow up. Do you have any idea how many 'New York Sewer Gator' jokes I got down there before I moved? Way too many." He said, his brow furrowing.
"So why'd you move to California? And why Verthaven of all places?"
Cora almost choked on her juice as an impromptu chuckle escaped her throat. She tried to imagine everything being as delicate to her as an egg and the ensuing image was enough to cause more laughter to escape.
"I guess that makes you an interesting house guest. Me, I'm always ripping things." She raised her hand and extended her nails briefly to emphasise her point. "My aunt's given up on expensive carpets."
Her smile faded as she remembered what had led her to come to Verthaven. Memories flashed before her eyes and she unconsciously hunched her shoulders trying to become a smaller target. Though the human part of her scolded her for her reaction. But the animal part remembered, and feared, her time in her parents lab.
She clenched her glass and was not aware that her nails had extended again.
"I...have family here and after my parents had finished they sent me to live with my Aunt and Uncle who live here."
Needing to talk of something else, feeling how unstable she was, she said too brightly.
"I'm a freelance photographer, you might have seen some of my work with Metahumans. I'd love to photograph you at some point. You have a fascinating and oddly attractive appearance."
She looked away realizing what she had said. "Im sorry, I hope I didn't offend you."
She clutched her glass tighter unaware of her nails scratching the glass.
"I'm so bad at this." She muttered in frustration.
Written in collaboration with @UrbanEvolution
Cora hesitated for a brief moment before reaching out and shaking hands with Henry, his skin felt dry and not at all unpleasant. She had never come across a meta with Reptilian features before and didn't know what to expect. But thus far apart from his size, Henry, seemed genuinely friendly and a little awkward. It made her feel a little better knowing that she wasn't the only one who struggled in these situations.
She shook his hand firmly before releasing his hand and resting both of her hands on the bar, she took several deep breaths in an attempt to help calm her instincts. Her senses were working overdrive taking in every little thing around her in an effort to spot any potential threats. But at the same time her instincts were insisting that the big man next to her was her most immidiate threat.
Determined not to allow those instincts to win she continued breathing in and out, in and out, the breaths slow and even. Gradually she felt her heart begin to calm and smiled, pleased with her efforts. She turned so that she faced Henry and smiled again.
"Well Henry, it's nice to meet you. I'ma struggling a little being around all these people, so I apologise if I'ma little distracted. But it is real nice to meet someone else like me."
She looked Henry up and down and then grinned her playful side showing itself a little. She gestured to her skin and then at his.
"Well sorta like me anyhow."
She turned and caught the eye of the bartender, he walked over and smiled politely. She asked for a glass of juice before turning back to Henry. Jack had just gotten drinks for him and Elise and as she glanced at him he nodded in approval. Obviously trusting her to handle herself he and her aunt wandered away to mingle amongst the other guests. Cora told herself they were not abandoning her and pushed the re surfacing anxiety to the back of her mind.
"So you here to raise money for us 'special people' too?"
Henry sucked in a breath, contemplating his response.
This person didn't know him, which was probably good- considering NEST's reputation.
In one hand he could say he was here to raise money and a reputation. In the other he could lie, and just pretend that he was a civilian. He doubted Lihua would say anything to blow his cover. His eyes shifted to her free hand- instinctively looking for a weapon of some sort. A habit he had learned the hard way. He'd taken a bullet to the gut and while he had come out of it just fine afterward- the nickel sized scar was the source of many 'belly button' jokes onward.
Henry coughed, and finaly spoke up.
"Yeah, yeah. Just... trying to do my part, you know?"
He was glad he wasn't carrying any weapons on him right now. Honestly he was glad he didn't really use weapons to begin with. Weapons were messy. And hard to cover fup. Claws and fists? You can hide those. Well, you can hide them better than you can hide weapons.
"I take it you're here for the same reason?"
Cora took a sip of her juice and then nodded in response .
"Yes, though honestly I didn't want to come. I'm not exactly a people person and this is a lotta people."
She paused , wondering what he thought of NEST and all of the recent press it had received. Many Metahumans were angry about what had come to light and Cora could understand why. Yet she believed in NEST, believed that they were needed. If a Meta like her went on a Rampage they were the best people to deal with it. It gave her comfort knowing that and she chose to believe that not all of the organisation was corrupt, just a few bad apples.
"But my family was right to convince me to come. NEST needs our support if it's ever gonna rebuild its reputation."
"I feel the people person part." Henry said, resisting the urge to call over more wine. He wanted to get drunk right now. Like, really badly. But then Lihua or Sonya or both would have to lug him home and that would be bad.
This NEST conversation though... Probably wasn't good. Conversations like this would inevitably lead to him messing up if he continued down the road. He was good, really good. But he'd met people that were better. Especially at picking up lies or deception. One mistake could lead to some bad stuff like distrust or something. So it'd probably be best to play it smart and reveal his occupation later. If he would even need to reveal it at all.
"That an accent I detect?" Henry questioned, turning and leaning back against the bar, which groaned against his weight once again. "I'm from Boston. Where're you from?"
Cora heard the bar complain when Henry leaned on it and smiled slightly.
"You ever break stuff accidentally? "She gestured at the bar which, though solid, definitely looked to be bowing slightly under his weight.
"I do all the time. I'm always having to replace my rugs and furniture."
She realised then that he had asked her a question.
"Louisiana, New Orleans to be exact. I grew up in the Bayou's. Never been to Boston, do you miss it?"
"Constantly. I constantly break things. I spend more money replacing things than I do on appartment annually." Henry said, looking down and glaring at the bar as if doing so would whip it into shape. He picked up his wine glass and held it at hey eye level. "See this? Think of it as an egg. You know what? Just think of everything as an egg."
Henry snorted. "God no. Boston's a great place to be from. Not a good place to grow up. Do you have any idea how many 'New York Sewer Gator' jokes I got down there before I moved? Way too many." He said, his brow furrowing.
"So why'd you move to California? And why Verthaven of all places?"
Cora almost choked on her juice as an impromptu chuckle escaped her throat. She tried to imagine everything being as delicate to her as an egg and the ensuing image was enough to cause more laughter to escape.
"I guess that makes you an interesting house guest. Me, I'm always ripping things." She raised her hand and extended her nails briefly to emphasise her point. "My aunt's given up on expensive carpets."
Her smile faded as she remembered what had led her to come to Verthaven. Memories flashed before her eyes and she unconsciously hunched her shoulders trying to become a smaller target. Though the human part of her scolded her for her reaction. But the animal part remembered, and feared, her time in her parents lab.
She clenched her glass and was not aware that her nails had extended again.
"I...have family here and after my parents had finished they sent me to live with my Aunt and Uncle who live here."
Needing to talk of something else, feeling how unstable she was, she said too brightly.
"I'm a freelance photographer, you might have seen some of my work with Metahumans. I'd love to photograph you at some point. You have a fascinating and oddly attractive appearance."
She looked away realizing what she had said. "Im sorry, I hope I didn't offend you."
She clutched her glass tighter unaware of her nails scratching the glass.
"I'm so bad at this." She muttered in frustration.
@Mr Allen JI'm assuming you're joking? I'm currently working on a post with Urban for Cora and Henry.
And posted
And posted
I'm still here and will have a post up tomorrow.
Working on a post at the moment, hopefully collabing with Urban.
Stellan couldn't help but laugh at Akame's antics, if she was like this all of the time then this mission was certainly going to be interesting. Though he hoped that she knew when to get serious, he couldn't afford to have someone at his back who didn't as that was a surefire to get him and the rest of them killed. But that was in the future and for now he had no problem with keeping things lighthearted though clearly the Santerian did not agree with him. Stellan wondered if the Alien had any sense of humour at all, especially given his words on humans, obviously he was going to take a lot of work to loosen him up. The Santerian motioned him over to a desk covered in electronic components and then made it obvious what he thought of the human race.
Stellan merely chuckled at the Alien's words. "Boring? Humans? Never been called that before but I reckon you'll change your mind soon enough. We humans are pretty good at surprising people."
He glanced down at the equipment and lifted his shoulders in a shrug. "No idea but I'm guessing from your scowl that they're expensive? Though Akame clearly thinks otherwise. Don't worry I'm not going to break anything, I might be a big human suitable for manual labor but I respect someone else's equipment. Speaking of which I need to check my gear, commander's orders."
He nodded to the Alien and then turned towards the lockers where Akame and Janos were already checking their gear and talking, he strode up to them and nodded at both. He opened his locker and pulled out the plain, serviceable one piece suit checking it for damage and nodded in satisfaction. It was undamaged, though well worn, and still able to serve its purpose. He then went to the area where his weapons were stowed and lifted each weapon off its cradle and onto a nearby table. He then began to take them apart, check each piece before reassembling the assault rifle, and rocket launcher. He also laid out his grenades and checked them as well.
"So Xan huh? Never been there, at least it'll be interesting." He said to the others conversationally, continuing to check his gear as he did so.
Stellan merely chuckled at the Alien's words. "Boring? Humans? Never been called that before but I reckon you'll change your mind soon enough. We humans are pretty good at surprising people."
He glanced down at the equipment and lifted his shoulders in a shrug. "No idea but I'm guessing from your scowl that they're expensive? Though Akame clearly thinks otherwise. Don't worry I'm not going to break anything, I might be a big human suitable for manual labor but I respect someone else's equipment. Speaking of which I need to check my gear, commander's orders."
He nodded to the Alien and then turned towards the lockers where Akame and Janos were already checking their gear and talking, he strode up to them and nodded at both. He opened his locker and pulled out the plain, serviceable one piece suit checking it for damage and nodded in satisfaction. It was undamaged, though well worn, and still able to serve its purpose. He then went to the area where his weapons were stowed and lifted each weapon off its cradle and onto a nearby table. He then began to take them apart, check each piece before reassembling the assault rifle, and rocket launcher. He also laid out his grenades and checked them as well.
"So Xan huh? Never been there, at least it'll be interesting." He said to the others conversationally, continuing to check his gear as he did so.
Stellan took a minute to look over their commanding officer and decided he liked what he saw. She was clearly experienced and knew what she was doing. Plus she wasn't bad looking either which was always a bonus.
Most of his teammates,he, saw were Human with the exception of one. Not that it mattered to him, aliens or humans they still had a sense of humour, usually and he generally got along with either fine.
As people began to disperse to prep for their mission. Xan,of all places, he took a moment to check out Akaka. They would most likely be spending a good amount of time together and so he wanted to get an idea of who he would be working with.
Though smaller than him, who wasn't?, she still looked like she could handle herself. Plus she was clearly a happy person which Stellan thought would go well with his demeanour.
"Looks like you and me." He said with a grin. "Shall we go see what toys they have for us?"
He walked out of the room heading for the Shuttle Bay. He hoped she's follow him but he didn't wait to check as he had work to do.
Most of his teammates,he, saw were Human with the exception of one. Not that it mattered to him, aliens or humans they still had a sense of humour, usually and he generally got along with either fine.
As people began to disperse to prep for their mission. Xan,of all places, he took a moment to check out Akaka. They would most likely be spending a good amount of time together and so he wanted to get an idea of who he would be working with.
Though smaller than him, who wasn't?, she still looked like she could handle herself. Plus she was clearly a happy person which Stellan thought would go well with his demeanour.
"Looks like you and me." He said with a grin. "Shall we go see what toys they have for us?"
He walked out of the room heading for the Shuttle Bay. He hoped she's follow him but he didn't wait to check as he had work to do.
I'll have a post up tomorrow.
Cora could do with a little action! Lol
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