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Tweak says, "Never leave, i'll find you"

Vas Captio Mods (vas_captio_mod) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-06-22 09:08:00

Entry tags:

!dropped, amaterasu, day 12, experiment, george lass, jack harkness, jack sparrow, location: detention cell, logan, remy lebeau, river tam, rorschach, sam winchester, the doctor (ten)

Day 12: Experiment
Who: Jack Harkness, The Doctor, Gambit, Logan, Rorschach, Sam Winchester, River, Ametarasu, George & Jack Sparrow
What: Day 12 Experiment, no posting order enforced - thread as the characters might interact naturally
When: 2pm
Where: Unknown
Rating: TBD
Status: DROPPED.

From wherever they were, at the exact moment of 2:00pm on Day 12, each of the 9 would find their sight slowly fading into a brilliant white. There would be no sensations beginning in their extremities and working inward in a fast tingling until it reached their core and suddenly they would be completely unconscious. A short time later, all would awaken in a large, open room about the size of a fast food restaurant. The walls are stone, as are the floors. Everything is lit by eery, blue glowing rods placed into carved grooves in the stone at intervals. There are no apparent doors and the ceiling is low. Natural columns support the low ceiling giving the impression that this room is underground.

Enjoy your stay. You might be here a while. At least that's what it would seem from the large letters on the west wall proclaiming, "No One Mourns the Wicked."

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ace_of_clubs
2009-06-22 11:14 pm UTC (link)

"We go' a brea'ter." Well, they were all breathing, really. But still, 'we've got a talker' simply wasn't going to sound as cool coming from that accent, so Gambit had decided to use his creative license. What else was he going to do besides lay there, bleed, and try not to throw up? He hadn't run into the man ten feet past his head yet, but he had a feeling he was going to know everyone in this room, very intimately, by the time this day was done.

His good hand absently gestured towards the man who'd sat up, as if everyone else who was awake and had eyes, couldn't see it. You were really a fucking fountain of wisdom today, weren't you, Mister LeBeau? Fat lot of good your play-by-play was doing anyone. Still, perhaps he'd said it because he was hoping that his voice would wake up some of the other sleepers in the odd room. In particular, he was hoping the Doctor would wake. Maybe Jack, too. Or that pretty young thing over there with the dark hair and the nice breasts.. she looked like she could have been a dancer. Hm. She could come with him to the Ritz when he finally got a room..

"Ain' gon' be social, mon ami?" The red-headed mutant prompted to the other man-- Remy assumed it was a man because he'd seen no breasts when he'd looked him over, earlier-- with a little smirk curling his face.

Gambit was amused. He was a sick man.

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