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Tweak says, "The worms crawl out"

cypher_warrior (cypher_warrior) wrote in no_good_deed,
@ 2010-12-28 14:56:00

Entry tags:

complete, old pc: cypher, old pc: magneto, old pc: scorpion

Big Man, Walking in the Park...
Who: Cypher OT: Magneto, Scorpion
Where: Central Park, New York, NY
When: Early to Mid-Afternoon
What: Cypher seeks help

He hadn't been able to get much information about the man once known as Magneto, save that he'd been forcibly cured and spent much of his time since then in Central Park playing chess. But all that happened years ago. Doug had no idea if the man was still there, if he had died in the two years he'd -

But best not to think of that now. Doug could deal with his first choice being dead if it came to that when it came to that. For now, he just had to hope that Magneto - Erik Magnus Lehnsherr as the various news reports had outed following the Alcatraz incident - was still alive and still playing chess in the park... and also no longer effected by the cure. It was wearing off all over - everyone was keyed up about it. But the man known as Magento was also really old, what if it didn't wear off of him due to age?

Doug took a deep breath and pulled his hood further down over his head. Those were all things that could wait to be found out. He could goad the man into acting out to see if his powers were back - assuming he was there and still into playing chess and not dead.

Another deep breath and Doug pushed off with a foot to start his skateboard down the cement path that would bring him closest to the chess tables. The cold was biting, but at least he had clothes that could deal with it however mixed the results. Brown, dried grass and leafless trees all covered with snow that was melted in only patches here and there flanked the sidewalk which was surprisingly well occupied for all that it was the middle of winter. New York never sleeped and never stopped coming to the only bright bit of greenery left in the city.

He rolled his way down the path, taking it slower as he came to the concrete tables and the groups of men sitting there, playing their games. Only a few of the tables were occupied - and only one had a single man at it. Doug wasn't honestly sure which man it was... he'd seen the picture of the guy, but that, again was about seven years old. Would he have changed much since then.

The young man rolled slowly past the tables, eying the faces in a noticeable manner, obviously looking for someone. To those who were familiar with fear, they'd see it in the shadows of his hood and the hunch of his shoulders.

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	magnetic_fire 2010-12-29 03:46 am UTC (link)
	"Ease down." Max said, frowning. "Of course you have your own identity." he said, starting to draw some conclusions. "You have, so far, neglected to tell us what your name is." he pointed out. "Rather than just continue to ignore this oversight, I took an opportunity to indulge in some wordplay." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

cypher_warrior
2010-12-29 03:52 am UTC (link)

His anger peaked and fizzled and the embarrassment was back. He hadn't meant to overlook that, he had just wanted to make sure this was Magneto first.

"I'm sorry... I didn't know if I had the right person, is all. I... it's hard to trust anyone right now... My name is Doug. Doug Ramsey."

He hugged his skateboard to his chest and started praying under his breath that he hadn't just walked into a trap and these two were a couple of very, very undercover secret agents out to catch anyone trying to contact Magneto.

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	magnetic_fire 2010-12-29 03:59 am UTC (link)
	"What's your real name, Doug Ramsey?" he asked gently, remembering another scared, angry, fragile young man in the back of an airplane so long ago. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	cypher_warrior 2010-12-29 04:04 am UTC (link)
	Doug blinked for a moment, eyelashes fluttering as he took in the body language behind that question. He understood it on deeper level than he expected most would. A real name, an identity all one's own that none other could take, could have, could be. Quietly and with frightened but wanting-to-trust eyes staring at Magneto's, he answered, "Cypher." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	magnetic_fire 2010-12-29 04:07 am UTC (link)
	"It's a pleasure to meet you, Cypher." he said, extending his hand for the younger man to take if he was so inclined. "Will you be staying for lunch?" he asked politely, then reached over to unwrap the wax paper from his sandwich. "Miss Black would be willing, I'm fairly certain, to make another run to the deli." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

cypher_warrior
2010-12-29 04:12 am UTC (link)

Doug shifted his skateboard so it was only occupying one arm and reached out to tentatively shake the extended hand. His fingers curled back to his chest at the offer of lunch and while he might have declined out of politeness in another setting, any reason to get rid of the girl right now was fine by him.

"Yes, thank you. Two of whatever. I have to eat a lot," He replied and then threw in as an afterthought, "please."

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	toxic_revenge 2010-12-29 04:15 am UTC (link)
	Carmilla wrapped her arms around her chest, the bandaged hand a fist with dark green fingers poking through, "Yeah, I'm going to buy lunch for a kid who called me a whale," she gave Doug, well, Cypher, a look, "I can do horrible things to you just by tapping you on the shoulder, so don't you get fucking smart with me." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	magnetic_fire 2010-12-29 04:17 am UTC (link)
	"Scorpion, meet Cypher." he said dryly. "Now then, Miss Black, about those sandwiches?" he said with an arched eyebrow. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	toxic_revenge 2010-12-29 04:22 am UTC (link)
	Carmilla swore profusely under her breath, "Fine. But he's fucking paying me back for it or I'm breaking his god damned kneecaps with a rusty tire iron," she said, pushing herself away from the table and turning to make the trek BACK towards the deli. Without even finding out what the kid wanted. He'd have to make deal with whatever she felt like feeding him. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	cypher_warrior 2010-12-29 04:28 am UTC (link)
	"And a soda!" Doug called after her, grinning a little at the minor victory before sitting back down and looking back to Magneto. He offered a small smile of relief to the old man, "Thank you." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	magnetic_fire 2010-12-29 04:47 am UTC (link)
	"You are a God among insects, young man." he said with a small smile. "Never let anyone tell you otherwise." he said, finally unwrapping his sandwich and offering half to the young man. "Now then, I believe you have something you wished to tell me..." he said, then took a bite of his half of the sandwich. (Reply to this) (Parent)

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