Cúrre (
hownkai) wrote in
thisavrou_log2016-06-01 12:20 am
Entry tags:
- *intro log,
- agents of shield: daisy johnson,
- all about j: j,
- danger days killjoys: the girl,
- dragon age: dorian pavus,
- frozen: elsa,
- mass effect: clone shepard,
- mass effect: commander shepard,
- mass effect: nihlus kryik,
- mcu: james buchanan barnes,
- mcu: natasha romanoff,
- mcu: tony stark,
- mcu: wanda maximoff,
- metal gear: kazuhira miller,
- metal gear: liquid snake,
- metal gear: solid snake,
- mushishi: ginko,
- original character: adrien arbuckal,
- persona 4: yu narukami,
- red vs blue: agent texas,
- star wars: rey,
- the walking dead: carl grimes (crau),
- tron: rinzler (crau),
- uncharted: chloe frazer,
- uncharted: elena fisher,
- uncharted: nathan drake,
- undertale: frisk,
- undertale: mettaton,
- x-men movies: charles xavier,
- x-men movies: peter maximoff
( june intro log )
Who: Everyone
When: June 1st and on
Where: The Moira + Collectives ASH3 - BF3 - CLF5
What: The crew finds themselves visiting the vacation spot of the Collective.
Warnings: None for now. Please label your content!
When: June 1st and on
Where: The Moira + Collectives ASH3 - BF3 - CLF5
What: The crew finds themselves visiting the vacation spot of the Collective.
Warnings: None for now. Please label your content!
I N T R O L O G |
"Each of us needs to withdraw from the cares which will not withdraw from us."
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[ It shouldn't have connected. The trajectory is off by a few crucial degrees, but it course-corrects in ways that shouldn't be possible for anyone else, and Matt picks up on it immediately, both curious and amused. He's never been the type for the seaside game stalls, but he's making a bid to fit in, having shed his slacks and pressed shirts for jeans and a t-shirt, glasses perched firmly on his nose.
He tilts his head when he hears the far-off sound of a child crying, and he pauses, hands in his pockets. ] How about the stuffed unicorn?
[ There's a child out there who doesn't have to go home empty-handed tonight, resort-planet or not. ]
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[There's something in his voice, a little amusement, something knowing, but nothing sinister.]
How you been?
[Nick remembers him, from the prison ship and pulling things from the walls. The circumstances are a lot better this time - he'll take stuffed tigers over the shambling hordes any day.
Nick looks up at the unicorn, pursing his lips thoughtfully.]
Sure, I can do that. Unless you wanna win it yourself.
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[ Matt says pleasantly. But he knows Nick has a gift, he'd sensed it when they fought off the shuffling undead horde; the sudden inexplicable force of movement had been too deliberate to be anything else. They hadn't talked about that, of course, or why Matt's exceptionally good at fighting.
He's smiling, glancing in his direction and out of the owner's earshot. ] You know it's rigged, don't you?
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[Carnivals or Coney Island, alien beach planets. Wherever you find games like this, you find a con.
This time a con found them.]
But I've got a good feeling about you. [Nick motions for three more balls and steps over to place on in Matt's hand.] This way. I'll walk you through it.
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[ Matt says placidly, as he takes the ball and closes his fingers around it. He can sense where the item is and place it exactly, but he's more interested in what Nick can do.
He hefts the ball, angles himself a few degrees off because he's a hustler at heart and those habits die hard. ] Like this?
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Then he remembers it doesn't even matter.]
Yeah, you're good, boss.
[Nick will take it from there.]