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Alpha Peter ([info]pbandparker) wrote in [info]snapthread,
@ 2019-08-18 16:17:00

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Entry tags:carol danvers (mcu), galen marek (sw), gamewide plot, gamora (mcu), gwen stacy, kate bishop (616), kitty pryde (616), loki (616), nebula (mcu), nyx ulric, obi-wan kenobi (sw), peter b parker (sv), peter parker (mcu), st john allerdyce (616), thor (mcu), tony stark (avac), william weasley

Who: You! If you wanna be there!
What: Their Vegas trip turns into an Alien Attack!
Where: Las Vegas, Alternate dimension of some sort.
When: The next day


Peter had one hell of a hang over, and the details of the night before were more than a little bit foggy. The details of which would no doubt start filtering back to him slowly over time. But as he looked out on the early morning sunrise over the strip he frowned looking out over the horizon.

There were lights, and not just the Vegas lights, not the neon of casinos and spot lights encouraging people to come out and spend their nights and days throwing away their money, but hovering lights, that were rapidly approaching. But even that wasn't enough to really clue him in - not until the first laser beam shot out of one of the ships (they were ships!) and blasted the replica Eiffel Tower did Peter get it.

They were under attack, here of all places. Hung over and not at all dressed for the occasion. This was his punishment he thought, for what he and Carol had gotten up to since their arrival.

"Come on! Move move move!" Peter was already moving, he might not have the suit and well he might not be from here but he wasn't about to let people get hurt.

[OOC Note: Okay, this is being run as a standard party thread, just use your headers in whatever threads you start, feel free to punch an alien or run and hide, save the princess, or steal in the middle of the chaos, whatever your little heart desires. And most of all have fun!]



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Leia Organa // Galen Marek
[info]yourhighnessnes
2019-08-29 02:27 pm UTC (link)
"There's no need to treat me as if I'm fragile." She murmured, not so much defensively, nor was it a rebuke, she didn't have the energy; but a reminder. "I've seen much worse-." No matter what she saw, there would be never be anything, as devastating, or traumatic as the watching the destruction of Alderaan. Nothing else could be as senseless and destructive.

There was a part of it that wasn't unfamiliar, Leia didn't seek combat or soak in violence; but they were impossible to avoid in war. She had no second thought about destroying the first, or the second Death Star, she'd rarely hesitated firing a weapon. It wasn't a pleasure, but her battles were fought with fires stocked by the destruction of Alderaan, refusing to hold back and doing what she had to, for the rebellion made their sacrifice mean something - sometimes that was all she had.

"It's the pain." Leia reminded, an explanation why she likely looked as unwell as she felt at this point. She wanted to remind him her legs were just fine as he insisted on taking some of her weight - but admittedly she was starting to feel light-headed. Shock did these things, sometimes. The quicker they got to the doors the better.

"Sometimes, violence is unavoidable. But, no one is bred into it." It wasn't dismissive, nor rejecting the life he'd been stolen and thrown into. It was a statement, a thought; violence was learned, it was absorbed, for some it was a way of life. A terrible, unfair way of life in Starkiller's case and it was - a part of him. But, Galen had also seen what he'd been born to, originally - it might seem barely part of who he was now, but there was no denying it.

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Leia Organa // Galen Marek
[info]killerofstars
2019-09-01 02:45 am UTC (link)
"You're not fragile, you're just hurt." Galen shook his head to her. "It doesn't matter what or what you haven't seen. It's what you're seeing now." Starkiller rounded out with. "If you have no reason to see, then you should look away." Oddly kind words coming from the Sith.

They were dangerously close the door to get out of this hellscape.

She could say what she wanted about her paleness, he knew part of it was his attack. There was something brutal about him that was terrifying and most people were not capable of handling that part of him. Leia could be one of those, and Galen actually wouldn't judge her for it, considering he could make someone shoot them self in the face.

"Not bred.." Galen commented as they approached his bag he dropped when he came to go rescue her right outside the door. "Here we go. Lets get you taken care of sooner than later." He commented picking up the bag as they crossed through the threshold to salvation.

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