Cain Marko//Juggernaut (massivemomentum) wrote in marvel_united, @ 2009-11-21 22:34:00 |
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Entry tags: | juggernaut |
Who: Cain Marko (narrative)
NPCs: None
When: Saturday, November 21, 2009
Where: X-Corps HQ
What: Cain sends Sean a (somewhat) helpful note
Rating: PG-13
Cain had already judged that the less he and Cassidy actually talked, especially this early, the better off things would be. There was far less likelihood Sean would insult him and bring on a fight if he just didn’t give him a chance. And besides, he needed out, badly. Being cooped up with glowering Cassidy and the haughty Europrincess was wearing on his nerves. The other two he was okay with: Petros was pretty easygoing and seemed no threat, and Guthrie was too damn nice, so he couldn’t dislike her. He could wonder if she was for real, but slapping her down like he could to Miss Perfect would be like kicking a puppy.
So, time for a run. “Running”, for Cain, wasn’t a leisurely jog through the neighborhood. On the rare occasions when he felt like it, which was usually when there was nothing convenient to smash to take out his temper, running was his substitute. It basically entailed faking it and looking like a frail out until he got into a less conspicuous area, wherein anyone else would define what followed as a ten-mile or more hell-for-leather sprint. His temper always gave out long before he even started to feel a bit tired.
But before he went, he had a little business to handle. Since he didn’t have Cassidy’s e-mail or Facepage or whatever the hell else people were using to send messages these days, he settled for the old-fashioned route: a note.
Sure, what he said was more than a bit self-serving in that keeping a low profile here meant that once he was done with his half-year, he’d have a job to go back to. That was more his motive than keeping the wolves from Cassidy’s door. But Sean didn’t need to know that. Professional disclosure about Cain’s powers was one thing, and he’d give that willingly enough. He could make Sean work for it, but it hardly seemed worth it. Sean could find out a lot of it anyhow by just talking to the folks up in Westchester following his fight with Steel Magnolia. Besides, he could still thrash any of them, and they knew it. Personal disclosure was something that wasn’t in the contract, though. The sooner Sean got that through his head, the better.
Scribbling the last words, he finished writing and folded the paper up.
Cassidy,
I went out for a run. I figured you’d want your new toy to keep in shape.
So we can skip the fun of discussing it face-to-face, here’s the deal on my powers so you can go plot and do whatever voodoo you have to for strategy. I’ll skip the spiel on what I can do as Juggernaut: I’m sure you’ve got the file, and I think what I’ve got going normally—which you probably don’t know—may figure in more anyhow.
Effectively it’s the same stuff but with clear limits. I can probably lift about 10 tons, 15 if I push it. Increased momentum, yes, but you’re not going to find me punching through battleship steel or anything. Normal forces and weapons don’t do anything at all. Super-forces and super-metals (i.e., adamantium and probably vibranium too) can do a bit of damage, but it’s pretty reduced, and it heals up in a few hours. And yes, I’m more agile and faster that way, plus I’m a lot more inconspicuous.
Point is, I’ve still got pretty decent stats there and those may be of more use to you than me running around at max power for two three reasons.
First, I wreck stuff as Juggernaut. Period. It comes with the territory at that kind of power level and it’s pretty unavoidable. I imagine massive property damage from the white hats doesn’t make people too thrilled. Plus I really don’t need you complaining at me about it.
Second, when an enormous guy smashes things, people notice. The news would get out and I imagine it’s not going to make the public happy. Everybody loves hearing about a redeemed sinner except while he’s actually in progress at it.
Third, and probably most important: you don’t want other mercenaries finding out. The stupid ones will be coming for me because they’ll worry I’ll spill their dirty little secrets. (I won’t, by the way. You’re better off not asking.) The others will just be pissed off that I’ve joined the other side and be coming for me as a traitor. The best of them would just go after me. Most won’t hesitate to include X-Corps as a package deal.
So, in other words, unless you want an angry public and constant merc attacks on your team? It’s probably best if you plan around using what abilities I always have, and saving the full Juggernaut display for when that kind of power is really necessary.
Look, I can be reasonable, Cassidy—just don’t jerk me around.
Marko
Shoving the note under Sean’s door, Cain headed down the stairs, putting his headphones in his ears and hoping nobody would see him leave and go complain.