RP with Kwan: Tangling with the Sues

[goravens]

Dash shuffled his feet as he waited for Kwan to show up. He tried thinking about anything but the umpteen other dozen things they could be talking about instead of that damned gear mark on his shoulder. Oh, right, like spells and Kwan dating Danny. Right. The usual topics. He scowled and hunched his shoulders. School wouldn't be out soon enough.

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[jockofalltrades]

Kwan yawned, covering his mouth with a hand as he walked toward the park. He knew he was late. Really late. He had overslept by accident. Shoving his hands into his pockets, he strolled into the park and searched for Dash. Gear mark. This was bound to be an interesting conversation, he thought, spotting Dash.

"Hey, dude," he greeted as he approached Dash.

[goravens]

"Hey, man," Dash said. He scuffed at a rock with his sneaker. "Uh. So. How's things?"

[jockofalltrades]

Kwan shrugged and winced. He rubbed his shoulder. The ectoblast bruise still hurt a little if he moved just the wrong way. "Thing's are okay. How about with you?"

[goravens]

Oh, yeah. This wasn't awkward at all. "Not bad. Family's driving me nuts, but usual." Dash tugged at the collar of his shirt. Well. Small talk was gonna kill him. "That mark thing."

[striking_fear]

He'd ordered everyone out of his office, and for once, it seemed like he might actually get done with the blasted paper work. Among other things. He set aside a pair of wire-rimmed reading glasses, folding them neatly atop a pile of paper. The numbers were bad enough, but by the time he got to deciphering the runes! After a while, it seemed the business charts and ancient spell scrolls would blur into the same amorphic mass. But eventually he would find a way to balance both the nagging details of the corporate world and the more subtle matters of controlling artifacts of great power.

But now, at least, it was time for a break.

[futuredark]

Dan strode into Plasmius's lair and stood before Plasmius's looming desk of evil. He ignored the paperwork full of evil plots and planted his hands on his hips before declaring, "Devilish mother of diabolical doings! I come baring warnings of a fiend even fiendisher then you!"

[striking_fear]

After all his long dealings with the other ghost, all Vlad could manage was a weak groan. "To what do I owe this dubious pleasure?" he said, pinching the bridge of his nose.

[futuredark]

"Atrocious creatures of feminine creation are lurking about using their men controlling powers on us males to become their zombie slave of doom! I only escaped by taking the first order to places she did not want it to go," Dan said pointing a finger at Vlad and wagging it in a no no fashion, "Despite your extra large capacity for evil, even you don't deserve to have your free will stripped. Thus I am here to warn you. Their Queen is on her way here."