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nextgen_xmen ([info]nextgen_xmen) wrote in [info]marvel_nextgen,
@ 2010-03-08 19:54:00


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Entry tags:inactive - black tom cassidy, joe marko, plot-"from hell with love", plot-"horsemen of the apocalypse"

Bad Omens
Sean had been trying to get in touch with Theresa for a few days now and so far he's had no luck. Worry gripped him. It wasn't like her to be out of touch for so long. He left messages and in the past she would return them within a day. Four days and nothing so far.

It was time to call in some help.

He called Xavier's to see if anyone there had seen her lately or if someone could go to her apartment and check on her.



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Re: Later...
[info]cant_stop_this
2010-03-16 09:42 pm UTC (link)
Joe frowned for a moment as he put the pieces together. "Aaaw damn. That's... just plain not good."

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Re: Later...
[info]tommythetree
2010-03-16 11:10 pm UTC (link)
Tom growled in annoyance under his breath. Still, it could have been worse. While he didn't approve of Deadpool's affections for his adopted daughter, they at least meant she probably wasn't hurt or anything.

Not purposefully, at least. The distinction was slight, but it made him ever so slightly less likely to kill Deadpool when he next saw him.

"Least he'll be easy to track," Tom muttered. "Come on, let's go get some work done."

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Re: Later...
[info]cant_stop_this
2010-03-16 11:27 pm UTC (link)
How different alternate realities could be. Sure, the Black Tom of this universe had, once upon a time, been his father's best friend, before he'd passed what Cain had considered a moral event horizon, but still...

Joe nodded and cracked his knuckles. "This is the easy part."

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Re: Later...
[info]tommythetree
2010-03-17 12:04 am UTC (link)
Tom's first instinct, now he has quarry at least, is to head down the local police station. PRoblem is, he has no contacts here, and the geography of new york is divergent enough that he has NO idea where he's going. After a while, he turns, defeated, to Joe.

"Why don't you navigate, man? I suspect we might get better results."

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Re: Later...
[info]cant_stop_this
2010-03-17 10:28 pm UTC (link)
Joe nodded. The streets of New York, thankfully, are well known to him. In no time at all, he's gotten them there. He doesn't know what Tom has planned, exactly, but if he's half as crafty as the one from this universe, he figures its worth following.

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Re: Later...
[info]tommythetree
2010-03-17 10:37 pm UTC (link)
Tom looks at the place speculatively for a moment.
"Now, if Deadpool's anything like the one we've got back home, we'll find a whole lot of people with distinctly bizarre complaints once we're inside. I'm going to go in and make a formal complaint-" at which point he reaches up and with a brutal crunch breaks his own nose- "about the spiderman wannabe who assaulted me and stole my wallet. You are going to follow me, the concerned son you are, and pay close attention to everyone who comes in for the half-hour we'll be causin' trouble for the poor lady at reception. Once you've got somethin' that sounds like him, we'll leave and go and find that gobshite."

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Re: Later...
[info]cant_stop_this
2010-03-17 11:51 pm UTC (link)
Joe's eyes went wide with surprise when Tom broke his own nose.

"Good plan," he agreed when his wits returned. "Let's do it."

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Re: Later...
[info]tommythetree
2010-03-18 07:49 pm UTC (link)
Tom nodded, his nose already having started to bleed heavily. He stowed his wallet into a nearby trashcan, and stalked into the police station.

The instant he was in the Police Station, he marched up to the desk and started snarling at the lady behind the desk. When he spoke, his words lacked his thick Dublin twang, instead talking like a born Boston native.
"Ma'am, I pay my taxes, damn it! How is it that I could be so assaulted with out any help from New York's so-called finest?!"
"Sir-"
"He marched up and broke my nose! In broad daylight! How on earth can we feel safe in our beds with such behaviour running rampant?!"
"Sir, I-"
"I demand this man be caught! I demand it!"

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Re: Later...
[info]cant_stop_this
2010-03-19 10:59 pm UTC (link)
Joe followed after, trying to look concerned for Tom's welfare, if perhaps also a little apologetic, as he scanned the crowd of people inside.

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