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♈ Damara Megido (ex_edgeplay627) wrote in marinanova,
@ 2013-05-05 21:58:00

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bro strider, calliope-caliborn, damara megido, martha jones, piter de vries, puck, seven of nine, sougo okita, tyki mikk

[217] voice & action
[ VOICE ]

Talk to me.

Home remedies for sleeplessness. What do you do? Tell me. I have nothing in my ears, nothing to do. No story or recipe is too boring.

Or tell me about your sex life, if that's any better.

[ ACTION ]

[ It's late out. Damara can't sleep. It's as simple as that: she wanders through the dome craving a cigarette, walking until she feels tired. You can catch her pretty much anywhere. ]

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	ophiuchus 2013-05-06 03:38 am UTC (link)
	[Caliborn pauses, if only because he was maybe not expecting her to enable him like that.] Fire is fire. You just. Make it happen. No tutorial necessary. [...] Which one should we do. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	ex_edgeplay627 2013-05-06 03:45 am UTC (link)
	[ She shakes her head. ] No. Burning is an art. You must treat it with a certain respect. And it will destroy efficiently. Let's find some gas to start with. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	ophiuchus 2013-05-06 03:59 am UTC (link)
	[Caliborn sighs, mostly because this is not the quick and easy fireball he was hoping for, but he'll run with it because the night still holds the promise of wanton destruction.] Fine. I'll indulge you. But. You'd better show me the best fucking fire. I've ever seen. And trust me. I'm not easy to impress. When it comes to fire. The pressure. Is on. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	ex_edgeplay627 2013-05-06 04:07 am UTC (link)
	[ Damara decides to ask now. They figured out his name a while ago-- relatively speaking, anyways. Lord English was just some sort of title, after all. ] Caliborn, right? Caliborn, I will show you fire. Fire like you have never seen before. We will set somewhere completely ablaze and settle back and watch the skyline fall apart. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

ophiuchus
2013-05-06 04:20 am UTC (link)

[Caliborn would have really liked the words coming out of her mouth, if he hadn't gotten hyper-focused on what she prefaced the entire sentence with.]

[His face goes from shocked to enraged. His hand lashes out and grabs at her arm, squeezing it as uncomfortably tight as he can.]

How the fuck. Do you know my name. And who gave you the right to say it.

Tell me right now. Or I'll tear your arm off.

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	ex_edgeplay627 2013-05-06 04:25 am UTC (link)
	[ She flinches, but tries to disguise that by blowing smoke in his face. Well, that confirms a lot. ] I've seen you before. You were older; taller, broader. An overcoat in cairo, and your mastery of your aspect far surpassed mine. You were killing ghosts in the midst of paradox space. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

ophiuchus
2013-05-06 04:29 am UTC (link)

[COUGH SPUTTER-]

[ ]

[ ? ]

[ ... ]

[Oh HELL yes.]

[Caliborn recovers from the smoke, his malicious look turning outright giddy without losing any of the edge. He releases Damara, though he tries to be rough about it. He's showing all his teeth and he looks like he could explode with ill-intent.]

I knew it.

My crimes list. It was undeniable. That I would become as great and terrible. To my fullest potential.

Tell me more. I don't fucking care about "spoilers." So don't you dare. Start with that.

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ex_edgeplay627
2013-05-06 04:38 am UTC (link)

[ She doesn't laugh, but she comes close. His giddiness is very childlike, not at all like the behemoth of a man she watched kill the unkillable. It kinda makes sense. He's just a little guy right now. ]

Spoilers are meaningless. From a witch of time to a lord of time, I'll tell you. I have been dead long. I have learned a lot through mere exposure.

You gather many around you. Many to serve you. Many to fear you. And you destroy anything you can. I want to destroy, too. I want to help you do that. I can be your ally.

Do you want to hear what you do to my dancestor's homeland? A place called Alternia.

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ophiuchus
2013-05-06 04:44 am UTC (link)

[He chafes at the thought of needing, much less wanting, allies. It's not something he wants to accept is true, because the very idea makes his skin crawl.]

[On the other hand, if they're anything like this spooky chick, willing and ready to cause some serious damage, then that's at least one small upside to the gross idea.]

Not so fast. You're going to prove your allegiance to me. By doing this fire thing. Let's go.

[Caliborn normally hates hearing about trolls, but on the other hand.]

You will tell me about my atrocities. As we look for fuel.

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ex_edgeplay627
2013-05-06 04:56 am UTC (link)

[ She begins to look around, rifling casually along. She even tries some doors in hope something is unlocked. Even certain cleaning supplies could work nicely. ]

You use a woman to do the dirty work, but through your orders, she weaves violence into the very core of troll society. There is death-- too much to count. You ignite class warfare, the practice of culling the weak. You inspire fear into the hearts of some trolls, but wonder in others.

There is a church dedicated to you, more or less.

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	ophiuchus 2013-05-06 05:01 am UTC (link)
	[Caliborn takes a moment to think about all of this. It's perfect. He already knows why he does it. That wasn't even a question in his mind.] [He starts laughing giddily at knowing he can completely shatter Calliope with this knowledge, if he so chooses.] Good. Good!! Your filthy race. Deserves every single bit. Of that punishment. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	ex_edgeplay627 2013-05-06 05:17 am UTC (link)
	[ Damara knocks his shin with her foot. ] I hate my race, too. But. Remember who you speak to. I don't fuck around. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	ophiuchus 2013-05-06 05:24 am UTC (link)
	Ow. [He hops, rubbing his shin for a brief moment before giving her a dirty look.] Even if it turns out. That you're the only tolerable troll in paradox space. You're still gross. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	ex_edgeplay627 2013-05-06 05:26 am UTC (link)
	[ Damara rolls her eyes. ] I am a willing servant, and you call me gross? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	ophiuchus 2013-05-06 05:28 am UTC (link)
	Yes. Problem? [Caliborn looks around and sees the art center, and realizes that they're probably just going to keep wandering around in aimless lady circles if he doesn't take matters into his own hands.] [He starts toward it.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	ex_edgeplay627 2013-05-06 05:33 am UTC (link)
	[ She follows, not quite understanding how this kid does such amazing things later on. ] I can get grosser. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	ophiuchus 2013-05-06 05:34 am UTC (link)
	[He frowns, glancing at her over his shoulder.] Yeah, I know. Don't. [Caliborn shoves his way into the arts center, heading to where they keep the paint supplies.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	ex_edgeplay627 2013-05-06 05:36 am UTC (link)
	[ She continues to follow after, looking around for anything that seems flammable. ] What will you do if I decide to? Will you run away? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

ophiuchus
2013-05-06 05:38 am UTC (link)

[Caliborn is, despite everything he claims, not really an artist. But he does know he smelled noxious chemicals, and that's not something you soon forget when you're a murderous teen boy just biding his time.]

[He starts scratching around to try and find them again.]

I'll hurt you. I'll make you bleed. Until you stop running your whore mouth. Because you're too busy begging for mercy.

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	ex_edgeplay627 2013-05-06 05:42 am UTC (link)
	[ She digs around. Paint thinner is flammable. Maybe they can find a can of that. She squats down, going through a shelf. ] Ahh, but. Caliborn. I like it rough. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

ophiuchus
2013-05-06 05:47 am UTC (link)

[He stops, feeling a thrill run down his spine. It is one of both disgust and intrigue. Mostly disgust, but still.]

[Caliborn gets over it, or at least over the part that wasn't related to his name being said again.]

You will stop saying my name. The only other people who know it. Are my "sister." And the Dirk human. And the latter. Is because he tricked me maliciously. While I was compromised. By alcohol.

No one else gets to know. The rule-bending. Ends now.

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	ex_edgeplay627 2013-05-06 05:52 am UTC (link)
	[ She laughs, and finds a can of something. She pulls it out, and there it is: paint thinner. She stands upright and sloshes it around in the can. And then there's another can, so she grabs that shit too. Never enough. ] I can keep secrets. I found something that will catch. Let's go. Carry this. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

ophiuchus
2013-05-06 05:58 am UTC (link)

Good.

[It's a multi-purpose statement, and Caliborn is more than happy to carry the incredibly flammable paint supplies. Knowing that he bears the fire-starting fluid is a powerful feeling.]

[He is also kind of dumb.]

I have made my decision. The place with all the dumb beasts. That will be our target. We will transform it into a death trap. An oven of screaming innocents. Truly befitting of its name.

"The Pet Cafe."

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	ex_edgeplay627 2013-05-06 06:04 am UTC (link)
	[ That's the stupidest idea ever, Caliborn. Damara is quick to tell him off, and to leave the art center. ] No. That won't get any people. Animals are small. Harmless. Who cares about them. Let's burn something that can hurt people. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	ophiuchus 2013-05-06 06:07 am UTC (link)
	[Caliborn glares at her, because he thought his little impromptu decision was really good. Also, Damara isn't being very good at this "loyal follower" thing.] Soft bitch. Fine. But I insist. Our target will be close enough. That all the drooling cats. And fuzzy rabbits. Will smell the smoke. And know. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)