Orlen Strange (strangeson) wrote in marvel_nextgen,
@ 2012-07-24 04:23:00

Entry tags:

frances barton, martin baum, orlen strange

Who: Orlen Strange and martin others as well OTA.
What: messing his place up
Where: new york.
Rating: pg
Status: Incomplete.

He was getting ready after closing his magic shop and heading home. Avengers stuff was quit and slow so he headed back home hot coffee in hand. That was until he felt a shimmer on magical plain. Something dark and dreadful. "Oh not here...NOT HERE!" He side as he placed the cup on the counter. "its so damn hard to get a place in the village!"He charged up a ward prepping himself for another attack not sure what was going. "Damn it all to hell!" He was scratched on the arm. "Yea this is going to be fun!"

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	strangeson 2012-08-23 12:30 am UTC (link)
	He had no idea why Martin was so perky with the silly questions but he just simply ignored it. "The we scorch them up!" he smirked as he chanted sending them off to the surface of the sun. "Ok well welcome to my place guys." he moved in kicking over the burned carpet. "makes yourself as much at home as possible." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

hotshot_hawkeye
2012-08-23 08:11 pm UTC (link)

It's because Frances is just that awesome. She glanced over at Orlen, not sure if this was some inside joke or a DO NOT LET HIM HAVE GUNS trick question, but looked back at the shortest of them. Also, he's unfairly cute and wound up about this. "Sure? No harm in trying, though not everyone likes them for the same reasons."

Looking around at the slight destruction, Frances feels bad for the mess. "Well, I'll grab a drink. Any potions or newt's eyes in the fridge I should watch out for? It'd suck to get turned into a couch or alpaca from a Coke," she pointed out and worked on navigating to the kitchen, keeping an eye out for devil traps or something.

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magic_hands
2012-08-23 10:35 pm UTC (link)

These aren't silly questions to him, they're serious! One should know their teammates, and two of his were former mercenaries. And he just couldn't understand the gun craze at all. Magic was so much better. But...he wanted to make an attempt to try and get it, so no harm in asking this girl. He wasn't quite sure if he'd be allowed to learn this stuff on his team (okay, Kelly might be fine with it but even he wasn't sure about learning from her). "Yes! You promised so you have to show me another time."

Almost immediately he claims the armchair in the room as his, having visited Orlen before, and plops down in it. "No, potions don't go in the fridge usually. And who keeps newt eyes there? That's weird." Everyone knew those went in cool and dry places. But the fridge door opens, though nobody had touched it, to prove his point. Martin watches as she carefully steps around things and makes her way to the fridge. How odd, why would she walk that way? If she was avoiding magic booby traps then clearly she didn't know much about how they worked. He looks over at his brother and sends him a thought, not voicing it out loud though.

She's not used to magic places is she?

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	strangeson 2012-08-31 04:23 pm UTC (link)
	"I don't know about any rifts, I mean where the hell did they come from. Probably just answered my own question. "Don't worry I use the fridge for regular stuff just don't go in my cabinets." He picked up a toppled over chair and leaned in. "mmm the smell of brimstone one my stuff!" He complained. "None of you guys spotted anything weird a all lately?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

hotshot_hawkeye
2012-09-04 12:07 pm UTC (link)

Frances peered into the fridge, only slightly reassured by the two responses before finding a sode bottle to palm open. "Hey, there's half a block of C4 in mine, just to keep it stable."

She lifted an eyebrow and waved her hand around to the comment 'seen anything weird?', like how'd she know what's weird around here what isn't? "Please, Magic Dance, sulphur isn't as bad as decomp, or as juicy. Silver or steel'd help with the smell too, a little." Finding a trunk to perch on, she sat and waited for the two magicians to suss this out.

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magic_hands
2012-09-04 09:09 pm UTC (link)

Martin just gives his brother an odd look. 'Anything weird'? What a silly question, with their lives it was weird if they didn't see anything weird. Case in point: C4 in the fridge? Not odd at all. Especially when you had a teammate with a buzz saw in her room at the same time.

"It doesn't help too much. I once had my shoes smelling like brimstone for months after one dimension hopping adventure," he explains as a soda bottle floats out of the fridge before Frances closes it and comes towards him.

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	strangeson 2012-09-05 07:50 am UTC (link)
	Its a damn nightmare as he took a seat and opening a thick book. "Ok...so lets see if we can figure out whats going on here what fabric of a dimensional gate is weakening wile you two are sitting and drinking...I need to figure this out. Oh and Frances did you really say C4?" He looked at his brother smirking to clear it up. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

hotshot_hawkeye
2012-09-05 03:45 pm UTC (link)

Frances leaned back on her spot and waved. "Go ahead and solve this, oh great and powerful Wizard. The human will sit and wait to become useful." Martin is either showing off his control of levitation or has a touching-things thing. Which is good to know before going off into danger.

She shrugged innocently about the explosives, rolling the bottle's edge along idly. "Best place to keep it until I need it for ops. It's in the butter dish in the back, so no one messes with it."

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magic_hands
2012-09-05 10:31 pm UTC (link)

Martin just shrugs, relatively uninterested. He didn't see the big deal, demons and weird stuff attacked all the time. Sometimes, Orlen took things too seriously. The soda bottle floats over and sits itself in Martin's hat, which is placed between his knees. That he telekinetically takes off the cap and the bottle floats up for him to take a sip, before he seems to remember that Frances was a stranger and steal a glance before letting the bottle down and not drinking, imply that it's the touching-things thing. He wasn't comfortable eating or drinking around people he didn't know well. His TK work wasn't always that precise and could lead to embarrassment.

"Okay, you can do the detective stuff. And then when you figure out if it's the guy who's head you set on fire or not, we can go on an adventure and have some fun!" The adventure was clearly the important part.

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strangeson
2012-09-08 04:02 pm UTC (link)

He sat down on one knee and putting his palm on the floor. "Yea...I'm feeling somthing and he or she or it's in the fourth level of hell..." He sighed as he got up and laid down on a cot in the living room. "I'n the dark demension we never got this much trouble damn it all!" he sighed as he rubbed his temples. "Wait the butter dish really frances?" he asked her perking a brow. "Well once we figure out which demon lord it is we can head out." He looked over at martin.

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hotshot_hawkeye
2012-09-08 09:02 pm UTC (link)

She gave a small squawk and waved her hands in defeat. "Yes, the butter dish. Are you really going to judge me on my housekeeping habits when there's a Prince of Darkness sending you hate-grams?" There was a look between the two magicians, so Frances figured it was time to shut up and let them do their thing. Wasn't like she could lend a hand. She turned to watch out the window, keeping an eye out there and not prying into what happened in here.

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magic_hands
2012-09-10 02:08 am UTC (link)

Martin sits back and lets his legs dangle off arm of his armchair while he waits. He does shoot Frances a smug smile that conveys rather clearly: 'See? He does the detective work and I get to sit back and wait for the adventure to start.' When Frances turns away, he checks to make sure she isn't looking, then telekinetically directs his bottle to levitate up to his mouth so he can take a sip. He didn't like many people seeing him eat or drink.

But Orlen's look gets him a slow grin back from Martin. Demon lord? That was big. And it was one of the multitude of things Dr. Strange disapproved of. You had to keep in mind that he also disapproved of wanton use of magic for fun. Which only meant that this must be fun.

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