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tabula_rasa ([info]tabula_rasa) wrote in [info]marvel_nextgen,
@ 2013-08-24 17:47:00


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Entry tags:jenny woolverton, meme, perenawska, vincent vernard

The night the lights went out in New Orleans (Open to Champions)
Continued from here.

"Oh, I'm sure he's met you and you haven't realized it yet. Yankee Clipper makes himself at home in everyone's room. I think even Nick's if only to rub on his boots a little. He wants to make sure he'll still have somebody to feed him if I don't make it home on time."


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[info]quitethecharmer
2013-09-05 06:24 pm UTC (link)
Vincent looks saddened for a moment, and shakes his head. "It doesn't work like that... it's not about averaging out. It's just a numbers game. Enough people, all hoping for so much, whether success or a good time, it's just a matter of statistics that it doesn't work out for everyone. Those negative emotions build up and can eventually coalesce. It might take a week, it might take a century."

He looks at the bottle, lights dancing angrily within. His eyes settle on the material focus he'd used as bait. "This is probably at least a decade of... I don't know, collapsed summer romances, failed attempts at a music career... even something as banal as not hearing what you want from a fortune teller. All the little crushing blows that are horrible, but still part of what make life worth living."

Reality catches up with him, and he abruptly repositions the bottle to cover himself. "Ah... uhm, anyway. I'd prefer if we can avoid discussing tonight in too much detail." He starts edging back towards his room.

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[info]perenawska
2013-09-05 09:32 pm UTC (link)
"I need quite a few drinks to get this whole thing out of my mind," Irina said and started to head back downstairs. There were a few bottles of vodka down there.

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[info]tabula_rasa
2013-09-06 04:13 pm UTC (link)
"I'm going to find YC and make sure he's okay. We can forget this ever happened." Yeah, seeing a teammate naked, not fun.

Not Argo, either.

Jenny went upstairs to find her cat and reassure him that the creepy thing was gone.

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[info]quitethecharmer
2013-09-06 08:57 pm UTC (link)
Vincent excused himself to his room, putting the bottle into secure storage before finishing cleaning himself and redressing.

That draft was going to be finished, after a drink. Probably several. Possibly enough to kill a cow.

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