nightingalesong (nightingalesong) wrote in marvel_nextgen,
@ 2010-03-08 10:29:00

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Thoughts
Nightingale's conversation with Moon Knight's son has been replaying constantly in his mind.

Khufu sent dreams of Marc Spector, the old Moon Knight. Qamar had been guided to old abandoned lairs. All up to a certain point, and then... nothing.

He researched into what had happened to Marc Spector, but could find nothing. Nothing! He owns a corporation, but Qamar never found a sign of him.

...or did he? Had the information been blocked from his mind by an ancient Egyptian god?

Nightingale almost doesn't feel like... him. Like she's a totally different being.

And then there's that story about the old chosen of Khufu having mental issues. Like... multiple personalities mental issues.

And that's starting to sound really familiar.

He's scared of telling anyone about this. But he's got to.

So he finds himself knocking on Sammy's door in the middle of the night.

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	nightingalesong 2010-03-09 06:50 pm UTC (link)
	"What would I say?" he asks. "'Sorry to hear you're crazy, I think I caught it'?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	sammyfury 2010-03-09 06:56 pm UTC (link)
	"You're not crazy," she said firmly. "You have questions, he might have answers. Or he might suggest a good therapist because he can't be so crazy if he's running a corporation successfully." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nightingalesong 2010-03-09 07:02 pm UTC (link)
	"It would mean trusting him with my identity. I don't even know him." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	sammyfury 2010-03-09 07:09 pm UTC (link)
	"Then we back burner that option for later. How about this? I'll see what I can dig up from the SHIELD files for you, and you try to relax." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nightingalesong 2010-03-09 07:14 pm UTC (link)
	"Sammy, I may have received a spiritual disease from an ancient Egyptian god that will eat away at my sanity. Relaxing may be a bit difficult at the moment." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	sammyfury 2010-03-09 07:21 pm UTC (link)
	"Until you can say you are definitely infected with no chance of a cure, I'm not going to worry until Nightingale starts borrowing my clothes." She patted the mattress next to her. "Come here." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nightingalesong 2010-03-09 07:23 pm UTC (link)
	He releases some of his nervous energy with an exhale of breath, then sits next to her. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	sammyfury 2010-03-09 07:24 pm UTC (link)
	"Take off your shoes." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nightingalesong 2010-03-09 07:29 pm UTC (link)
	He slips off his shoes as requested, a little confused, but willing to do as she says. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	sammyfury 2010-03-09 07:36 pm UTC (link)
	"Stretch out, grab a pillow and pretend to relax. There are no guns lurking in the pillow cases." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nightingalesong 2010-03-09 07:39 pm UTC (link)
	"No, they're in the nightstand," he replies with a smirk, but he does as she suggests. He doesn't care if she has guns -- he trusts her. He stretches out and puts a pillow under his head. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	sammyfury 2010-03-09 07:52 pm UTC (link)
	"Keep that up and people will think you've been in here a time or two," she said with a smile. She rose to spread the comforter over the bed and Qamar, and put in a movie. "Hot chocolate? I can be back from the kitchen before you miss me." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nightingalesong 2010-03-09 07:53 pm UTC (link)
	"I'd miss you instantly," he tells her. He reaches out for her hand. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	sammyfury 2010-03-09 08:01 pm UTC (link)
	"I can be pretty quick. It would even be drinkable." Sammy let her hand be taken and sat down on the bed side. "It's going to be okay, you know." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nightingalesong 2010-03-09 08:03 pm UTC (link)
	He gently pulls, guiding her towards the bed. He slides, making room for her to lie beside him. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	sammyfury 2010-03-09 08:11 pm UTC (link)
	The opening credits to The Maltese Falcon ran as Sammy slipped under the blanket and got comfortable against Qamar's side. "Last chance for any special request from the kitchen," she said. "Once I get warmed up, I'm staying right here." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nightingalesong 2010-03-09 08:17 pm UTC (link)
	"Good," he whispers. He runs his hands through her hair, holds her close, and closes his eyes. His mind is still racing, but he shoves that to a back part of his brain. For a little while, here in Sammy's arms, he can at least fake being relaxed. (Reply to this)(Parent)

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