...And also these.

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ROOMS BY CHARACTER

N - Q Nami Natasha Romanoff Nelkeila Tarid Nux Nyssa al Ghul Octavia Blake One Peggy Carter Phèdre nó Delaunay de Montrève

R - U R. Daneel Olivaw Rapunzel Remy LeBeau Riku Robin Redbreast Rogue Santanico Pandemonium Shawn Hunter Stefan (Alesci) Salvatore Steve "Orion" Rogers Steven Quartz Universe Souji Seta Stiles Stilinski Syeira Tadashi Hamada Tekhetsio

V - Z Vash the Stampede Vima Sunrider Vision (The) Wanda Maximoff Wrath Yamanaka Ino

Comments

[mylegacy]

It's not stupid to love someone.

[ino]

... No, but --

[ She pulls a piece of her hair between her fingers, looking at it before twirling it around one of them ]

-- I knew exactly what he'd been, what he would be if he ever forgot the time he'd been there. It would have been smarter to keep my distance.

I tried pretty damn hard to fix things, both because I wanted him back and because that's what the people who knew him thought I could do for him ... but he had -- too many problems for one person to fix.

[ She looks a little sheepish now ]

I guess it was a good lesson for the future, though.

[mylegacy]

[He watches her with a frown for a little while before he says anything - and then, in the end, decides not to say anything at all. It's more important to pull her into a hug, whether she's a dream or not, whether she'll remember it or not. It just feels right.]

[dancingmd]

We are.

[dancingmd]

Well, I can't speak for anyone else, but I promise, I don't find it disturbing in the slightest. But I understand why you are being careful.

[sinuosity]

[ She smiles back at him. Good. So he sees her — he knows. It's that dragon that's the problem. ]

Are you a king? [ she says, to the dragon, mouth ready to curl into a sneer. ] Who are you?

[ino]

[ She's surprised by the affection momentarily, but after a moment, hey, she leans into it appreciatively. She does feel like she needs to reassure him one more time, though: ]

It's okay. I'm happy now, that's what matters.

B

[grounds]

Then go off the highway! It's not hard.

[Her eyes fall on the one that seems to be a present or something. While she knows it's probably personal, the curiosity gets the better of her, and she picks it up.]

[grounds]

[Octavia lifts her brows, head tilting as a smirk starts to form.]

Really? All you had to do was ask, you know.

[grounds]

[She doesn't even turn back, just lifts a hand and waves it off. No big deal, really. She leaves the tent first, flap closing behind her.

---

You exit the tent and look around. Your friend, Octavia, is nowhere to be seen. It's like she just vanished. What next?]

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[the boy doesn't seem to notice any jumpiness... and once he gets his little hands on the machine, he seems perfectly happy to show Asteffiel what's going on.]

See? This needle sits in these tiny little grooves in the record, and the grooves curl in really slowly towards the middle... Like a snail shell...

[he flips another switch to lift the needle, lifts the record by hand, and flips it over. puts it back down like he's done it a thousand times.]

So if you want another song, you gotta put it on another side, so it can follow a different set of grooves. [he points to the button!] You can push it again, now.

[tallasaking]

[The dragon hisses at her in kind, knowing that she is a threat. She is a danger to them all, and it will die to protect the Master if needed. A small ball of flame emits from it's jaws, and it forms fiery words on the air.]

A lion does not concern itself with the opinions of sheep. [Another puff of flame.] I am Arrogance. I am Confidence. I am Destiny.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Oh. Okay.

He'll keep holding onto those glasses, but only because he's not entirely sure what would happen if he puts them down. He doesn't really move much, with the new development... Rather, he waits patiently for something to start happening.

Because it's probably going to. Seems obvious, doesn't it?

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Hang on, she says...

[ha ha. he's so hilarious. he's also having some trouble holding his head up, his limbs weighted with a horrible exhaustion... his head lolls to the side, and a nonspecific whispering starts to edge back into the otherwise quiet room.

but she's got herself a piece of glass, and the thread she picks snaps easily. it leaves a red mark along his neck, but nothing permanent. it seems that the individual strings aren't much of a threat in themselves--but like most problems, they only start to feel out of control when there are too many to keep count.

Robin closes one eye, looking sluggishly up at her with the other one.]

Do you help everyone who looks like they've run into trouble... or what...?

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[watching it move is... an experience, mostly because it's quickly apparent its legs are a little backwards. like a dog's legs, or a goat, with an extra joint that makes them bend the exact opposite way one would have expected.

but the creature quickly stoops down, walking on the knuckles of its long hands. the shapes all make more sense that way, and it quickly treads a wide circle around Souji until its seated in a crouch on top of the bed.

they're much less intimidating, crunched up into a little shape--surprisingly small.]

What's your name?

[child_of_bhaal]

[Since the strings seem to be just normal string, she can make very quick work of them. She smart enough to free his legs first and work her way up.]

No.

[After dealing with the strings around his torso, she puts her free arm around him, so she can take his weight after she cuts through the strings holding up his arms. First one, then the other.]

Sometimes I'm the trouble they run into.

[notmutantbutmiracle]

[Wanda shrugs one shoulder, her arm still unstretched. Again, she is hesitant to start up another vision like the last one. However, given how the girl seemed to be reacting to this particular "holocron," as she called it, it was probably safe. After a moment of consideration, Wanda fully extends her hand, touching the symbol as she readies herself for whatever comes next.]

[notmutantbutmiracle]

[The girl shakes her head at Felix's question. His name might have been on the shell casing that leveled her family's building, killing her parents, but he was not the reason for why she was in this cell. To answer that question, she extends her arm one more time, pointing towards a different picture. This one is of a golden scepter with a blue jewel and a strangely bladed end.]

[notmutantbutmiracle]

[Wanda nods her head, finishing drying her eyes and offering the package of tissues back to Shawn.]

From what I have seen, I would say that you certainly did more than "better."

[notmutantbutmiracle]

[The girl smiles, no hint of sinister malice to be seen. She lets the block fall slowly into Shawn's hand. She then turns her attention to a particular item on the shelf. It's the metallic orb, bits jutting out of it at odd angles, and a black liquid seemingly leaking out of it. She eyes it a little blankly, but her attention is clearly fixed upon it for some reason.]

[notmutantbutmiracle]

[At Souji's explanation, Wanda's eyes tear up once more, but her expression is not one of despair like before. Instead, they are tears of sympathy, her expression clearly upset, but it is directed away from her own pain this time. Now, it is empathy for Souji. In one movement, she moves forward from a sitting position, resting on her knees, she wraps her arms around Souji, hugging him tightly.]

[notmutantbutmiracle]

[She does not speak in response. Her smile disappears at his question, returning her to the blank sort of daze that Yosuke first found her in when he arrived. However, her attention appears to be fixed on a particular picture on the wall. It's of a strange, golden scepter with a blue jewel and blade at one end. Perhaps this photo will provide the answer?]

[notmutantbutmiracle]

[Wanda looks down at the girl in her arms, checking her pulse before looking back up at Souji.]

Her pulse is there, but it's faint. We should get her medical attention as fast as we can.

[notmutantbutmiracle]

[This time, what greets you is not so much a single vision or memory, instead it's like a barrage of images and visuals. They are all coming at once, and yet you find you are still able to understand and comprehend each one as it passes briefly through your mind before disappearing once more.]

[There's a man, or rather a robot. Eyes glowing red, yet you sense no hostility from this figure. A deep, throaty laughter comes out of his mouth. In a weird way, there is something almost charismatic about him. Like something is drawing you to him, to want to trust him. But then suddenly, anger and rage, he is yelling, screaming something unintelligible.]

[A new vision, a gigantic slab of Earth falling through the sky. A city, carved out of the very ground it is now crashing down towards. Your perspective moves outward. The city hits the ground, a cataclysmic explosion shockwaves out across the entire planet's surface. You don't have to get a close look to know that whatever life was on that planet has been thoroughly extinguished.]

[The robot appears back before you again, his eyes clear with malice now. What had once been a sense of loyalty, even admiration, is now replaced with a sensation of fear and righteous fury. You know this robotic man is responsible for the sight you just witnessed. Responsible for ripping an entire city out of the ground, only to drop it back down, wiping out all life on that planet. So many innocents, their lives taken in an instant.]

[Then, a new image. This time you are getting a bird's eye view of street riddled with turned over cars, bits of earth and debris scattered about as well. In the middle a single body, lying on the street. You are able to tell it's a boy with silver hair and brown roots. His eyes are cold, looking off in the distance. The bullet holes in his torso tell you he's dead. A sensation of deep loss overcomes you. You don't know who this dead young man is, but you know that this sight cuts you to your core.]

[The robotic figure appears before you once more. This time, he is lying in the wreckage of a cable car. Clearly injured, and moving only but a little. You approach him. A deep, burning anger in your chest. There is nothing else but the fury, all of your hatred, directed at this figure... this monster. He is responsible for the silver-haired boy's death, and you want revenge. He turns to look at you, unable to lift himself up or defend himself. He says something to you, but the words barely register. You feel your mouth open, you respond to whatever he just said; however, you cannot make out even your own words. Instead, your arm extends out, it is wrapped in glowing, etheric scarlet colored energy. The robot man writhes in pain, agony. His chest pops open, being ripped open from the inside. Something flies out of his chest, landing squarely in your outstretched palm. You look at casually, before turning back to the now dying robot.]

It felt like that...

[The words come out of your mouth, but they don't feel like yours. However, the vision quickly fades out, and you find yourself back in the prison cell.]

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[she's taking this very well! that's good, because the boy's next answer is rather unsettling--and he points towards the center of the room.]

Look behind you.