Tweak

InsaneJournal

Tweak says, "SHANNARO!!!"

Username: 
Password:    
Remember Me
  • Create Account
  • IJ Login
  • OpenID Login
Search by : 
  • View
    • Create Account
    • IJ Login
    • OpenID Login
  • Journal
    • Post
    • Edit Entries
    • Customize Journal
    • Comment Settings
    • Recent Comments
    • Manage Tags
  • Account
    • Manage Account
    • Viewing Options
    • Manage Profile
    • Manage Notifications
    • Manage Pictures
    • Manage Schools
    • Account Status
  • Friends
    • Edit Friends
    • Edit Custom Groups
    • Friends Filter
    • Nudge Friends
    • Invite
    • Create RSS Feed
  • Asylums
    • Post
    • Asylum Invitations
    • Manage Asylums
    • Create Asylum
  • Site
    • Support
    • Upgrade Account
    • FAQs
    • Search By Location
    • Search By Interest
    • Search Randomly

James ([info]lt_america) wrote in [info]somerealityrpg,
@ 2021-02-08 17:32:00

Previous Entry  Add to memories!  Tell a Friend!  Next Entry
Entry tags:!gamewideplot, active: james rogers

Who: James Rogers and Laura Kinney
What: James needs some back up
Where: On his way back to the apartments
When: Monday evening.


As much as James talked big, he’d only ever played hero once… and even then, he’d had all of his siblings, Francis and a hulk to back him up. Sure, he’d grouped up with people now and then (mostly Torunn if he was being honest), but he wasn’t yet used to being so intensely vigilant for so long. Ultron had only been three days. This had been going on for nearly a week.

James hadn’t been sleeping as much as he should, he’d been living off quick meals and naps. He was basically dragging himself back at this point, out of endorphins to keep him moving. He thought he had been quiet, but he tripped, grabbing the attention of a mob across the street. “Fuck.” He mumbled, and as they came at him, he threw his shield, lobbing one in the head. In response, one of the other one grabbed a car and tossed it at him.

“Help!” He called, just before the metal vehicle hit him, knocking him to the ground hard and pinning him underneath it. Before he knew it, the monsters were surrounding him. "HELP!"



(Read comments) - (Post a new comment)


[info]lt_america
2021-02-09 03:31 am UTC (link)
James... James wasn't sure he was going to survive, and his left hand (mostly undamaged, short of a few scrapes and bruises) took hers just for the comfort of it. James felt a little bit like a child again, scared and uncertain, he couldn't imagine this feeling any worse than it did.

James slowly nodded. "Yeah. Alright." But he wasn't sure about it. There were black spots in his vision. "I don't know if I can stay awake." He admitted and squeezed at her hand.

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)


[info]weapon_hex
2021-02-09 04:04 am UTC (link)
That wasn't good. Laura's anger faded a little, replaced by a gnawing worry - she hadn't really thought he was hurt so badly, but none of the Defenders had ever been hurt so badly they'd passed out before, and she didn't know entirely what that meant. She had to get him to medical, first time using the portal spell this way or not. She wasn't sure whether he still had the same relationship with Dr Sam as he had when they'd been dating but at least he'd know better than her what to do here.

His grip wasn't as strong as she knew he was capable of, and she tried not to think about that as she wove magic around his body, pressing it inwards to hold him in place as she watched his face for any sign that it was too much. She didn't like the colour of his skin, at all. "Okay. That should keep everything in place. I'm going to teleport us now." Calling on the familiarity of a portal, she commanded it to move over them, and a moment later exhaled in relief at the sight of medical's chaos around them. They were there. "Dr Sam! He was under a car. I think he's really hurt."

Luckily the man was free, or free enough to drop what he was doing. "Shit, okay. I've got him." He already had some kind of syringe when he reached them, making only cursory movements to get James' clothes out of the way before injecting him in the arm. Some kind of painkiller, she hoped. Immediately he was giving orders, preparing a bed for him, instructing her to lift him up onto it before he ignored her in favour of his work. Laura backed away, pressing her back to the wall and wrapping her arms around herself as she stared at the body on the bed. He wasn't the boy she'd once loved, but she could smell his blood mixed with her own and the monsters' on her skin, and as she watched she wished desperately that they'd be able to fix him.

(Reply to this) (Parent)


(Read comments) -


Home | Site Map | Manage Account | TOS | Privacy | Support | FAQs