Jack Murdock (jackmurdock) wrote in marvel_nextgen,
@ 2014-03-07 13:29:00

Entry tags:

american eagle, emmeline wagner, jack murdock, npc - espionate elite, plot - "underworld war", team - west coast avengers, toni rhodes

Home again (Jack and the Espionate Elite)
It was good to be back in San Francisco. Why had he stayed away so long? No clue, but now his head was clear and he had a plan. He and his new friends would take care of the WCA, and then he could come back home and pick up the life he was meant to live.

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	hotshot_hawkeye 2014-03-12 03:30 pm UTC (link)
	Frances didn't jump when the shadows moved but the chill feelings were definitely gone. "Dude. Fairly sure you aren't supposed to be up here," she announced, figuring out the fastest route to the fusebox. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	songonthewinds 2014-03-13 11:48 am UTC (link)
	Ruarc started growling sensing that something was going on which put Eiltin on edge. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	jackmurdock 2014-03-13 02:57 pm UTC (link)
	"So East Coast Avengers aren't welcome. Good to know." He smiled, but it wasn't the same sweet Jack smile that most people knew. "Going for the alarm? Go ahead." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	american_eagle 2014-03-13 08:24 pm UTC (link)
	Mike was still in the garage, unaware of what was going on. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

hotshot_hawkeye
2014-03-15 01:40 pm UTC (link)

"When they decide to lurk around the rooftops like a creeper instead of visit through the front door? Yeah, not so much." Not Jack. Possessed? Shapeshifting? Hard to call, but definitely not a friendly. Especially if he was expecting alarms. "Well, gee now that I have your permission," she drawled and squeezed the activation button on her ring. Cards were so last generation. "AVENGERS HAUL ASS," she yelled for the mic and ran for the fuse box.

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	jackmurdock 2014-03-16 12:53 am UTC (link)
	Three. Two. One. Alarms. Let the party begin. He chased after her. Maybe he would show her his favorite spot to sit over the city. If there was anything left once the Elite got to work. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hotshot_hawkeye 2014-03-22 02:57 am UTC (link)
	Frances slid close the fuse box and yanked it open. Inside was a spare bow that she twisted to unfold and a lightly loaded quiver. Spinning around, she shot an arrow behind her where 'Jack' had last been. "Really hope you're just a shifter, bro." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	jackmurdock 2014-03-26 04:19 pm UTC (link)
	Her aim was good, but he was still moving toward her. "Let's just say I'm living up to my potential. Want to see if you can fly?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hotshot_hawkeye 2014-03-28 11:26 am UTC (link)
	"Mm, pass." She fired the tacky net at him to blind and a taser arrow right behind, moving away from any ledges on the rooftop. "So, what is this, finally snapped from all the snow back East?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	jackmurdock 2014-04-02 04:18 pm UTC (link)
	The tacky net was caught around a billy club, but the taser arrow hit him squarely in the chest. He went down. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hotshot_hawkeye 2014-04-05 10:14 pm UTC (link)
	Frances jumped at the downed crazy man, pulling a bola arrow and firing to wrap his legs. Mental note: apologize later. (Reply to this)(Parent)

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