Satin McKay (knightinwhite) wrote in marvel_nextgen,
@ 2014-01-05 23:11:00

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A Little Too Quiet (for Martin)
Mimes were swarming outside Harrod's. Well, that was odd, but people could get hurt. Satin pulled out the swords and sliced the pavement in front of one, then testing the Blades of Zz'ria on him with a tentative prick towards the shoulder. Nope. An innocent. ... An innocent part of a silent mob that was knocking people over trying to get inside the store.

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magic_hands
2014-01-06 03:40 am UTC (link)

He didn't have many clothes, too many enchantments needed on the few he had, but he'd outgrown a lot of his older ones, late growth spurts tended to do that. On a visit to Britain to see some magic sites, he dropped by London (it was far too crowded for his tastes but he found the place fascinating) and decided to maybe invisibly window shop to see if he could drag someone along to help him buy vests another time.

What he hadn't expected were...mimes? Were those mimes? Well that seemed mildly interesting, so Martin with his invisibility spell, swooped on his magic disc to see for himself.

He'd like to say he'd helped right away, but there was nearly a full minute of staring at the girl with the swords. Okay no, he wasn't staring at the girl at all. Just her swords. And as he let the invisibility spell slip off him, she'd see a youthful teen just staring with eyes that were absolutely shining with fanboyish glee.

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	knightinwhite 2014-01-06 03:45 am UTC (link)
	Satin will blink slightly at the lad as with a flick of the wrist, she slices the man's clothes, thus getting the mime to trip on the broken concrete. Kid's still staring as she ties the man's hands behind his back with his own torn clothes, trying to decrease the problem, at least. "...You all right, then?" she asks cheerily (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	magic_hands 2014-01-06 03:49 am UTC (link)
	When she speaks a giant smile appears and he looks even moore like a kid. And it looks like the fanboyish glee is just threatening to burst out. "Are those...." He then speaks the next words with a sort of reverence reserved for the really rare finds. "The Blades of Zz'ria?" He couldn't believe that he just ran into them if so! What were the odds?! (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	knightinwhite 2014-01-06 04:24 am UTC (link)
	"Aye!" She grins, getting up to deal with the next one. "Didn' think anybody but Da could pronounce it that well!" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	magic_hands 2014-01-06 07:52 am UTC (link)
	It looked like his birthday had come early, and his smile got even bigger (it seemed impossible but it did). "Could I see them?" He almost bounced in excitement on his magic disc, so completely distracted by the awesome magical artefacts that he really was ignoring the mimes. They were not anywhere near as interesting. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	knightinwhite 2014-01-06 08:01 pm UTC (link)
	"In a wee bit. Got this mob of mimes and all, y'ken." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

magic_hands
2014-01-06 11:57 pm UTC (link)

He just beamed and floated closer to her. "Oh mimes, they're not too interesting," he said, with a dismissive wave that summoned one of his discs to push back a group of them. Then all at once the dam broke and the fanboy chattering came through in a stream of questions. "So where did you get them? And could I try them? I won't touch them I swear! Just with tk. And oooh, if you tried stabbing me would it work? Or no? Can you try? Lightly maybe? Have you ever killed a demon with them? If not I can take you to one and you can try. I want to see it! I saw your swords in books they look so much cooler in person. Have you had them long?" He finally glanced at the mob of mimes, and considered them. But only because they were being rude and taking all the attention of the cool lady with the magic cutting swords.

A few of his discs appeared under some and lifted them into the air. "Where do you want to put these guys? They're interrupting."

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knightinwhite
2014-01-07 12:16 am UTC (link)

"Well, they are innocents, so we just need to get them where they won't hurt themselves, maybe figure out who's doing this to them in a bit. As to your questions, I got them from Me Da!" Satin said cheerfully. "I never killed a demon with them, but he has. He led the resistance against Necrom, Sorceror Supreme of Ee'rath. Why is it Dr. And Mrs. Strange seem to be the only nice sorcerers supreme of anywhere? Anyway, if you're real careful --" she holds out the blade.

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magic_hands
2014-01-07 12:29 am UTC (link)

"Do you know where that is? I can teleport them off somewhere I just don't know where," he admitted as his magic discs began chasing the mimes around, trying to herd them into groups to allow for easier teleporting off.

"Oooh, I heard about that! That's really awesome! Can I meet him? And the sorcerer supreme thing is because Dr. Strange is the Best. The best Best. And you really should try it on a demon! Demon hunting is a ton of fun." He paused and blinked for a moment as she held out the blade, then grinned and carefully held out his arm, putting the his forearm near the blade. It was the part between where his gloves started and his sleeves were rolled up to, leaving his arm exposed. He wanted to see if the blade would cut for himself.

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knightinwhite
2014-01-07 01:44 am UTC (link)

"...The drunk tank at the police station?" Satin suggested cheerily. "Then there'd be authorities to observe them until it wore off, or we found the source." She gave an approximate location.

"I'll bet it is," Satin said as she carefully went for his arm ... and lo and behold, the sword magically consubstantiated itself right through the arm without injury.
"Guess you're Virtuous of some sort. Always nice."

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magic_hands
2014-01-07 02:04 am UTC (link)

He nodded absent-mindedly, more interested in the blade right now, but willing to go check where the drunk tank was for sure in a moment.

Martin watched with fascination as the sword went right through his arm and nothing happened. The smile on his face went back to ridiculously wide. "That's great! We could do all sorts of surprise moves with that! Oh, when we find a demon after this for you to try it on, can you try stabbing one by stabbing through me first? I want to see how it works on demons up close too! This will be great!" He was already assuming she'd be coming along for a demon hunting adventure, and teleported off right after to the approximate location of the police station, to go check for sure where the drunk tank was. He was back in a few moments.

"Found it! Don't know if there's space for everyone but we'll squeeze them in." The faster this was done the faster this could turn to demon hunting. A large disc appeared below the first group his discs had herded and blue flame wooshed about them to teleport that group off to the police station. "Oh, I should introduce you to Marlow one day, she'd like to see your swords too! Have you ever met Dr. Strange by the way?" She had mentioned him.

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