nextgen_parent (nextgen_parent) wrote in marvel_nextgen,
@ 2012-03-08 15:05:00

Entry tags:

anya stark, guardian, martin baum, plot-"the cutting edge", team - thunderbolts

--In a Brand-New Wrapper
"Anya, remind me to send over Christina with my credit cards for the two of you to go on a shopping trip on me. These are beautiful." The floating image of Dr Henry Pym states over holo-conference with Anya. "The fabric sheets are nano-thin solar paneling and batteries in one, and unless I'm somehow horribly mistaken, they're borrowing some Shi'ar-tech principles for molecular suspension.

Wear this suit, and get enough daylight, and you won't need to eat, drink, sleep, breathe, or even expel waste." He pauses, then pokes his finger through a bullet-hole. "Unless it gets ruptured, of course. Haven't run the tests on high pressure or vacuum conditions yet.

It actually reminds me a little of some ideas your father and I threw around, ages ago, before he set up the first generation of the current line of waste disposal systems for his suits."

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	magic_hands 2012-03-18 11:21 pm UTC (link)
	Martin shoots the guy an odd look. Whatever was causing his odd behaviour wasn't magic, and that meant it didn't concern him but still, it was weird. He breathes a sigh of relief, glad someone else was going to tell the guy straight out the problem with his costume. It had to be said. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

no_relation
2012-03-18 11:30 pm UTC (link)

"What costume?" He looks over himself.

"This is my... wait..." He holds his head again. "...this doesn't make sense..."

Where did his costume come from? He can't remember ever taking it off. His face starts to exchange places with the mask again.

"...I... no... how long have you seen me on tv?" Against the mounting migraine, a question is starting to form in his mind.

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	anyastark 2012-03-18 11:37 pm UTC (link)
	Something wasn't right here. He was acting quite strange. "Why don't you come back with us? You don't seem well." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	magic_hands 2012-03-18 11:41 pm UTC (link)
	Martin glances at Anya for direction. What was the procedure when superheroes turned weird? He conjures up a new disc under the Guardian, ready to take them all back to HQ when given permission. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	no_relation 2012-03-20 09:20 pm UTC (link)
	"I'm not supposed to need help..." Another wince, before he can clear his head. "I... that would be... good... thank you." He seems to focus, and the mask slides back into place. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	anyastark 2012-03-20 11:50 pm UTC (link)
	"Alright," Anya said. "Martin if you would do the honors of taking us back to headquarters?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	magic_hands 2012-03-20 11:53 pm UTC (link)
	"Right." He glances warily at the other guy but the blue flames come up and they're all teleported back to the Thunderbolts HQ. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	no_relation 2012-03-24 02:51 pm UTC (link)
	Guardian looks around as they arrive, apparently not too fazed by the mode of transport. "Hm. Nice place. What's your rent like?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	anyastark 2012-03-24 05:39 pm UTC (link)
	"Alright," Anya said after they arrived. She led them into the kitchen. "Have a seat and we'll talk." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	magic_hands 2012-03-24 06:28 pm UTC (link)
	Martin follows them into the kitchen and wonders if he should stick around in case the guy went a little crazy. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	no_relation 2012-03-25 05:53 pm UTC (link)
	He briefly looks toward the ceiling, and almost says he'd prefer to hang, but he follows along and has a seat. "So... you guys are superheroes too?" The mask starts to recede a bit, framing his face rather than revealing his entire head. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	anyastark 2012-03-25 06:18 pm UTC (link)
	"The Thunderbolts are," Anya said. She wasn't about to let her identity slip to anyone outside of the team. "Can I ask you your name?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	magic_hands 2012-03-25 06:21 pm UTC (link)
	"I'm not a superhero, I'm a sorcerer," he corrects. Sorcerer in-training but that was a detail that the other guy didn't need to know. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

no_relation
2012-03-25 07:45 pm UTC (link)

"I already told you my name, Guardian." He grins, as the mask slips back on.

He pauses. "No... you mean... civilian name.." He puts a hand to his head again. "I... I have a name.

John... Smith... is my name.

Call me Jack."

The mask fades again, slipping down to his neck. He seems lightly fatigued by the strain of the various things he normally doesn't think about.

How long constitutes 'normally' anyway?

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	anyastark 2012-03-25 09:29 pm UTC (link)
	"Do you have a headache or something? Is there anyone I can call for you? A family member? A close friend?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	magic_hands 2012-03-25 11:48 pm UTC (link)
	Martin looks skeptical. John Smith? He hopes this isn't a joke. But his experience doesn't lie with dealing with these things so he stays quite, standing off to the side as Anya deals with this. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

no_relation
2012-03-28 10:04 pm UTC (link)

"Family... A friend." He says the words to himself, then starts holding his head.

"Think... think, dammit! Sunday, Saturday, Friday, Thursday, Wednesday, Tuesday, Monday, Sunday--" He drones on, mapping back a few weeks, before he lets out another groan of pain.

"NO!" The mask snaps back into place as he lets out a snarl of anger, pounding a fist down into the floor as he drops to his knees. "Doesn't make any damn sense!"

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	anyastark 2012-03-28 10:14 pm UTC (link)
	"Okay. Calm down. Please. I'm going to call someone to take a look at you and maybe help you. Please, just stay calm." Anya grabbed her phone from a pocket and called Hank Pym. Hopefully he can come to Boston. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	magic_hands 2012-03-28 10:19 pm UTC (link)
	The moment the anger comes out Martin snaps to attention and already has his hand out, fingers crackling with magic. The air feels charged as he's already prepped spells in case and tenses up, ready at a moment's notice to cast the time freeze spell on the other guy should he be given the order. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	no_relation 2012-03-29 12:34 am UTC (link)
	//I'm sorry. The Scientist Supreme you're attempting to reach is currently having science adventures in the Microverse. Please leave a message.// "I am calm... I'm in control. I'm a superhero. I'm the next... big..." He puts a hand to his forehead. "Why can't I think straight?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	anyastark 2012-03-29 05:22 am UTC (link)
	Anya swore and then left a message. "Looks like he's not there." Anya rubbed her head. "I guess you can stay here if you don't have anywhere else to go." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	magic_hands 2012-03-29 11:51 am UTC (link)
	Martin lowers his hand slightly, but doesn't relax much otherwise. He glances at Anya, clearly worried. This guy seemed rather...unstable. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	no_relation 2012-03-29 11:53 am UTC (link)
	Jack lifts his head, the mask receding again as something occurs to him. "It... would be nice to sleep, I guess. I actually don't remember the last time I did that..." Another hand settles on his stomach. "I should probably eat, too..." He talks about these concepts as if they were incredibly foreign. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	anyastark 2012-03-30 12:29 pm UTC (link)
	"Martin, will you stay here with him while I go get a room ready? I think there's leftovers from last night in the fridge." Anya asked. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	magic_hands 2012-03-30 01:35 pm UTC (link)
	His hand lowers but the charged feeling in the air remains. "Alright." Sitting down, he wonders what to do but decides he'll try and be hospitable. Anya said he was staying and Martin trusted she knew what she was doing. The fridge door swings open by itself to offer up food to Jack. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)