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elseworldexilesThe rebel lair's outer door opens, revealing a black sillouette of a figure.
Mystique pulls two guns, instantly levelling them at the sillouette's chest. "Is he with you?" It's too tall and lean to be James, but she's still pushed the remaining grenade out of her chest and into her lap. Just in case.
Mystique pulls two guns, instantly levelling them at the sillouette's chest. "Is he with you?" It's too tall and lean to be James, but she's still pushed the remaining grenade out of her chest and into her lap. Just in case.
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Date: 2006-09-07 04:55 pm (UTC)The figure staggers forward. Once the light is behind him, he's still nothing more than a black sillouette.
"Stephen...he's still alive."
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Date: 2006-09-07 04:59 pm (UTC)Peter springs to support Sunspot. "What the hell happened?"
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Date: 2006-09-07 05:03 pm (UTC)"They tried to turn Sooraya, but with her powers...being made out of dust...it was," his eyes clench shut. "I only thought I'd seen horror."
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Date: 2006-09-07 05:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-09-07 05:12 pm (UTC)The entire room dims as his skin brightens to a nearly painful glow.
"I am Roberto DaCosta. They killed my father. They took my wife. And now, I am ready to lay down my life to kill them all."
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Date: 2006-09-07 05:15 pm (UTC)Silver comes into the room quickly, a genuine look of worry and relief mingled into the deepest expression any of them has seen from her yet. "Roberto... what happened?"
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Date: 2006-09-07 05:21 pm (UTC)The room returns to normal ambience as his skin settles into the rich carmel of a Brazilian. "I thought I'd go blind. I've never absorbed that much light in my entire life. It was enough to burn the first wave before they came close. The goggles, they weren't strong enough. Dani and Sooraya and Stephen, they really were blinded. I tried. Oh, God, Silver. I tried!"
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Date: 2006-09-07 05:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-09-07 05:26 pm (UTC)"They have Stephen?"
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Date: 2006-09-07 05:28 pm (UTC)"More refugees?" He looks past her to the doughy man. "I pray you made love to your wife one last time before boarding that ship, because you will never see her again. You will never feel your mother's kiss on your cheek or your daughter's tiny hand within your own...wait. Did you say another version of me."
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Date: 2006-09-07 05:29 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-09-07 05:34 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-09-07 05:36 pm (UTC)"We're here to help. Don't go worrying about crazy philanthropists. We've been roped into it against our will. We fix your problem, we get to go home." Eventually. "We don't, we're just as screwed as you."
She lowers the guns, but doesn't put them away.
"So who the hell is Stephen?"
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Date: 2006-09-07 05:37 pm (UTC)The loss of the others is something she'll deal with on her own time. Right now, she can't afford it, as much as she feels it tugging at her.
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Date: 2006-09-07 05:46 pm (UTC)"And he was a vital link in our efforts here.."
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Date: 2006-09-07 05:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-09-07 05:50 pm (UTC)"The Queen. She and the barons are keeping that fine, upstanding man alive until they get what they want out of him. Or until she gets bored. I hope for his sake he bores her to tears, but knowing Stephen..." He shakes his head. "The last I saw - well, heard really - he was still alive."
He's still holding on to Silver, as though she can make everything right through sheer force of will. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. We're going to have to move before nightfall. I...I didn't know where else to go."
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Date: 2006-09-07 05:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-09-07 06:01 pm (UTC)"I don't know what Stephen Strange you knew, but the one I know is a man I would die to save and count it more than a fair trade."
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Date: 2006-09-07 06:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-09-07 06:42 pm (UTC)"Goddammit... let me guess, he's the Sorcerer Supreme. And we have to deal with magic again."
He rubs his face.
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Date: 2006-09-07 06:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-09-07 06:51 pm (UTC)Without him.
Don't think about that.
"I know we planned on taking the Mb..." he pauses, not sure how much information to give out in front of these strangers. "I remember our next probable location. But please, listen to me. We are so few. He will come for us, and at nightfall the Barons will come for us, and any surivors will be whittled down to too few for a real strike. We must attack now."
He leans back, cupping Silver's face in one hand. "We must go to the palace."