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{BILL} promethea ([info]i_endtheworld) wrote in [info]we_coexist,
@ 2008-02-07 10:16:00

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Entry tags:james wilson, promethea, zz:status complete

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Promethea flew over The City, watching over its residents. The caduceus lit up like hot blue fire leaving a noticeable trail in the sky. In the days and weeks following the disappearance and reappearance of The City Promethea had broken up several fights, stopped the looting of four stores and taken exactly thirteen citizens to the hospital, one of them a young boy.

It was not the most glamorous work but science heroes made excellent custodians in the aftermath of great disasters and tragedies.

Things slowly appeared to be returning to normal. The City still shifted like changing sands, but that was a feature that most people became accustomed to after their first week here. It made flying an interesting challenge in the downtown amongst the tall sky scrappers.

Today Promethea had not needed to intervene at all. Bill would soon be able to return home, if his landlord hadn't already assumed the long absence meant he was dead and given the apartment to someone else.

Bill and Promethea sighed.



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[info]i_cheat
2008-02-13 11:30 pm UTC (link)
Wilson shook her hand firmly, smiling more with every second of this extremely interesting interaction. He knew House would have a field day with this one.

"Science heroine, huh? As a man of medicine myself, I have to appreciate the effort you put in. Science sure could use a champion. Or a flying ambulance, as the case may be. Whatever works."

Leaning back against the bench companionably, he scanned the park in front of them. Looked peaceful. You'd never know what raging morass of craziness this city was by the park. Just goes to show.

"Someone writes comics around here? And they aren't working for the paper? What a waste. Anyways, I hope he's all right too. You probably would have seen him if he came into the hospital, or I would have, considering I practically live there these days. Let me know who he is and if you want me to keep an eye out for your....friend."

Wilson glanced over at his newspaper, then back at Promethea.

"News stories or new stories? As in new books? Or something else entirely?"

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[info]i_endtheworld
2008-02-17 05:57 pm UTC (link)
"Something else entirely. I'm not sure."

Perhaps if it had been one of the other Prometheas, the mystery of The City and its inhabitants would have been discovered. Bill really wasn't the smartest or the strongest of them all, but there was a strange feeling that gnawed at him.

"I feel like I'm on the verge of discovering something about The City. Something I should have known from the start. Something to do with stories..."

The science heroine sighed. And then brushing the feeling off as though it had never happened she smiled, verging on flirtatious with the attractive doctor.

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[info]i_cheat
2008-02-21 11:47 pm UTC (link)
Wilson smiled back at her. She really was a delightful girl. Utterly capable, yet still in need of something. He just couldn't figure out what.

Yet.

"Well, I would say keep at it. If you feel a breakthrough coming on, call me."

He handed over his card - he wasn't sure before he pulled it out of his wallet, but when he checked, the information had changed from his old phone number and 'Princeton-Plainsboro Hospital' to a new number and 'City Hospital'. He kept one for himself in case he ever needed to know his own office number. He assumed his cell phone number hadn't changed, but the only person who had it was House and he had dropped off the face of the planet..er, City. Whatever.

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[info]i_endtheworld
2008-02-22 12:19 am UTC (link)
Promethea-- Bill's Promethea-- was always a little forward. She took his card graciously and leaned in for a very light peck on his cheek, easily mistaken for friendly. (Easily interpreted as flirtatious if so desired.)

"I will. Take care, Dr. James Wilson."

She stood and levitated a few feet from the air, her staff emitting a faint glow, the serpents that circled it looking distinctly alive. She winked before taking off for the sky, looking for somewhere private to land to assume her mild-mannered alter ego.

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