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Phobetor ([info]night_terrors) wrote,
@ 2013-11-20 23:16:00


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Meme: Abel and Aliens!
This Avengers in space stuff was not what he'd thought he signed up for, but he didn't mean that in a negative way. This could be interesting, more material for nightmares after all. Somehow though he'd ended up on a mission with the green haired guy, the two of them in a small speed ship and a mission to go ahead and hit an alien outpost and do as much damage as they could. It'd ruin supplies nd the supply route. Dull reasons but perhaps a fun fight.
 
Phil sat in the only other seat there was, the co-pilot's and tapped around on the hologram in front of him, trying to get a hang of it and the weapons systems. "So what happened to the green-skinned chick that they had instead of you?"


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[info]only_half_here
2013-11-22 02:13 am UTC (link)
"That's Azura," Abel said. "She's my twin sister. We, um, can't share the same physical space. When I'm here she's in a pocket dimension and vice versa."

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[info]night_terrors
2013-11-22 08:02 am UTC (link)
Phil paused in his tapping and looked over at the guy, his interest piqued. "So whenever you're around, she can't be? Interesting...but you never see each other that means. And how do you decide who gets out of the pocket dimension?"

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[info]only_half_here
2013-11-23 02:52 am UTC (link)
"Yeah," he said. "Whomever is needed more. When there's fighting to be done, Azura gets the job. If a brain is needed, I get the job."

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[info]night_terrors
2013-11-23 03:21 am UTC (link)
"So..." He leaned against the arm of his seat and surveyed Abel as they flew towards their target. "What happens when there's nothing and no job to do?"

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