#325 - Rebuild

Mar 16, 2010 23:27

[For Pietro?]Forge was raised on the reservation, in this present mockery of old traditions, where they are all neither one thing nor another; he understands a life lived on the edges of things, in the between places, how the natural and the unnatural can -- must! -- intersect at the boundaries, forcing adaptation, evolution. He himself has been a ( Read more... )

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semihero_pietro March 17 2010, 05:03:35 UTC
[i can work with it...]

Running in the desert is never fun. It's hot, sand gets into your clothes, and for a speed mutant, it meant that his trail was visible to all as the sand flew up into the air like a dust cloud.

Pietro had to stop though because it was hot and he needed to get a drink of water, so he went looking for anyone who might be able to provide it to him.

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shaman_x March 17 2010, 13:06:19 UTC
Even in the shade, even with the breeze coming off the gulf, it's close to thirty degrees here. Maybe a mile out from the more modern town, where forts a thousand years old poke up smoothly through the sand, a small souk comes together; and it's here that Forge and Clarice, buying food and drink first spot the trail. Clarice immediately ducks back, but Forge stares out, ocular implant working to pick the running blur out of the trailing clouds. He grins, waving his arms and yelling.

"Quicksilver!"

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semihero_pietro March 17 2010, 14:55:40 UTC
Pietro skidded to a stop as he heard his name. It wasn't Mike, which was a disappointment. He had been hoping to find his friend quickly and get him back to Emma and Scott for help.

But Forge was waving his arms wildly like a maniac and he resisted rolling his eyes and he changed directions and went over to the man.

"I didn't know you were out this way, Forge." He shook the sand out of his white hair a moment, then noticed the pair of eyes hiding behind his back.

"Hello," he said softly, his soft daddy voice slipping easily in to ease the fear of the girl.

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shaman_x March 17 2010, 21:03:21 UTC
"I'm helping with the project too," Forge explained, turning to nudge Clarice forward a little. "This is Quicksilver, Clarice; he's Magneto's son. He's with us."

"Hello," Clarice said in a very small voice.

"Clarice is a little shy," Forge added, smiling affectionately at her. "She can kick ass with the best of them, though."

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OOC this_iz_so_lame March 18 2010, 03:19:58 UTC
Morph is yelling at me to let him play with Clarice.
I keep telling him that neither of them are Exiles verse and therefor wouldn't know each other but he doesn't seem to care.....

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Re: OOC shaman_x March 18 2010, 11:52:35 UTC
Someone should really pick Blink up.

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Re: OOC this_iz_so_lame March 18 2010, 15:10:01 UTC
I agree, she was always one of my favorite Marvel ladies. :)

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