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May. 10th, 2015


[Marvel: Sensitives and Telepathics]

[Supernatural sensitives without appropriate mental protections take a hit early this morning when The Hand's recent political upheavals take the form of an assassination attempt on the current Master's life.

This particular Master has a number of protections in place that extend into different hell dimensions, and his New York place of business, a shipping office on the docks, manifests this abrupt flare of protective power by melting into an unfortunate puddle of molten glass and rebar, creating a mirrored lake about the size of a football field.

There are no reported deaths or injuries at the site, and the magical power is currently being contained after the fact in an active fashion. Communication channels could therefore be opened.

A few mental tremors extend into the late morning.]

May. 3rd, 2015


Pepper and Thomas - Part II

Who: Pepper, Thomas (and Amanda)
What: Betrayal, tea, trades
When: Recently
Where: Still upmarket Manhattan hotel.
Warnings: Nada

The bones of the building creaked, bones here and bones in a dimension separate entirely, steel bones and concrete veins. )


Thomas and Pepper - Part I

Who: Pepper and Thomas
What: Betrayal and tea
Where: An upmarket Manhattan hotel
When: Recently. Fuzzy timeframes.
Warnings: Nada.

The Hand does not commandeer. It takes, it shapes, it invades in the dark )

Apr. 12th, 2015



Fuck it.

Apr. 4th, 2015


Thomas B, Luke H, Jack C, Dylan M, Ella D

[Friday, Max's hotel room is empty, and the money from the flower shop sale has been deposited into a local bank account. She posts one thing at the annoying human beings that might report her missing if she doesn't notify them]

[Group: Locked to Thomas B, Luke H, Jack C, Dylan M, Ella D]
Enlisted. Basic training. Fort Jackson, South Carolina. Mourn.

[Nothing further.]

Apr. 2nd, 2015


Luke H/Thomas B, Dylan M

[Luke H/Thomas B]

So when were either of you planning to tell me my sister is now my younger sister?

How is Amanda? Where is Amanda?

[Dylan M]

Hey asshole.

Mar. 28th, 2015


[Phone call to Pepper P.]

[Oh, this is so not good. Ring. Ring. But do we have alternatives? None we trust. Ring.]

Mar. 25th, 2015


jack c., thomas b.

[locked to jack c.]

[Oblivious to the selling of flower shops.] How was she?

[locked to thomas b.]

Have you talked to Max yet?

eta: [locked to max m.]

Hey, kid.

Mar. 23rd, 2015


Bruce B, Thomas B, MJ Watson, Jane F, Tony S, Public

[Bruce B]

I feel honor-bound to ask if you've stayed entirely within the lab this month, Doctor Banner.

[Thomas B]

Hello. Spring officially sprung two weeks ago. I've begun on the weather.

[MJ Watson]

I haven't heard from you, so I am assuming the predicted trouble didn't go as expected.

[Jane F]


[ETA: Tony S]

Something horrific has happened and I believe someone needs your help.


Are we now the steady door?

Mar. 9th, 2015


Dylan M, Jack C, Thomas B, Luke H

[Locked to Dylan M]

[Locked to Jack C]

[Locked to Thomas B]

[Locked to Luke H]

Mar. 4th, 2015


max m., thomas b., evie s., jack c., ella d., helena w (anon).

[locked to max m. & thomas b.]

Hey, so, Wren's doing a lot better. She's talking again. And I'm feeling better too. Can we come get the kids? Or you could bring them here. We just want them home, it's been long enough.

[locked to evie s.]

[...] I think I owe you an apology.

[locked to jack c.]


[locked to ella d.]

Thanks for helping with the kids.

[locked to anon (helena w).]

I don't think I ever thanked you for your help. So [...] thanks.

Feb. 27th, 2015


Thomas B

[Locked to Thomas B]
Rogers and Stark are taking care of Barnes. He's killing Hydra agents, so tell your undead he's doing us all a favor and to simmer down. Either way, it sounds like retrieval is in progress.

For the record, I had an impossible time getting Captain Tightlipped to tell me anything. I can't believe he's giving it up to your love interest, so let the poor woman's brain go. She's probably useless to you as a spy, and getting laid would be much more valuable.

Lastly, your kid wants karate lessons so she can beat up some boy in her class. Feel like contributing?

Feb. 23rd, 2015



[Max M.]

How's our girl?

[Pepper P.]

Ready for spring?

[Natasha R.]


[Luke & Wren H.]

Are you well?

Jan. 29th, 2015


Marvel: Thomas at Luke and Wren's

Who: Thomas, Luke, possible Wren later? Not sure.
What: The latest episode in the spellbounding series, Thomas' Bad Decisions
When: After this.
Where: Luke and Wren's House!
Rating: Safe, except for some scary stuff. Nothing triggery except maybe... the dead.

Thomas could have used public transportation. )

Jan. 24th, 2015


Ella D, Thomas B

[Locked to Ella D & Thomas B, separately]

I'm moving the kids this morning. I have somewhere safe, and I thought it was a good idea to get them there before any of their parents come home. I'm working with a therapist from here, someone Corvus and Luke both know, and once everyone is cleared as being alright, the kids can go home.

I'll have Manda's sitter with me.

Jan. 22nd, 2015


[Marvel:Thomas and Pepper]

Who: Thomas & Pepper
What: Thomas being polite, conflicted, and probably ruthless, in the end.
Where: A deli a few blocks from Stark Tower.
When: Now?
Warnings/Rating: Safe, Thomas and Pepper don't swear or jump each other in public.

Read more... )

Jan. 20th, 2015



[Loren C./The Master]

Undoubtedly this is not a need for your level of skill, however you're the closest I have.

[Luke H.]

Tell me what is happening.

[Pepper P.]

I wonder if you might be available for lunch.

Jan. 16th, 2015


Thomas B, Jack C

[Locked to Jack C]
Give me a status update, Corvus.

[Locked to Thomas B]
[Such reluctance.] We should talk.

Jan. 6th, 2015


[Marvel: Natasha/Master]

[The Master of the Hand found little challenge in moving on the urban landscape. There was a proliferation of shadows, and the dead were as thick on the ground as the living, their silent vigil a gray weight of ever-watching eyes that followed his progress. He was accustomed to it, moved through it, and arrived where he needed to be with an acceptable expenditure of power. He did no investigating, touched nothing, respecting the confines of the home as he had not respected its walls and locks; he only waited.

The black hooded sweatshirt was little protection against the winter that still clung to the city, but it concealed all but his eyes, which was all that he needed. If he pushed it back, it was easy to imagine him drifting entirely into obscurity within moments.]

Jan. 1st, 2015


[Natasha R.]

[To a private cellular line. Ring ring.]

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