Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night stays these couriers..
WHO: temporaltossed and wasalways
WHERE: On the ground, in the air
WHEN: Sunday afternoon, right on the heels of THIS.
WARNINGS: None? Dead bodies? Log won't make progress until body retrieval details are hammered out with players involved. Done.
SUMMARY: Familial bonding over corpses, Rachel and Jean go to pick up a dead body.
FORMAT: Para!Phoenix
If there's one thing in her life that Rachel had learned it's that she hated death. She figured the feeling's not mutual, it must enjoy her company to an obscene degree to keep hanging around. On a good day, she feel's like death's plaything, on a bad day...
And tonight she hated it even more. Because tonight it wasn't her, it's Santo that's feeling the pain. Santo and the students that made Rikku one of them. Good kids, kids that didn't need anymore of this kind of pain in their lives.
God help the person that did this. If the X-Men ever find out... If she ever finds out...
She grimly opened the window to her apartment and stepped out, ready to head to DC and the grim work of bringing a fallen comrade home.
WHERE: On the ground, in the air
WHEN: Sunday afternoon, right on the heels of THIS.
WARNINGS: None? Dead bodies? Log won't make progress until body retrieval details are hammered out with players involved. Done.
SUMMARY: Familial bonding over corpses, Rachel and Jean go to pick up a dead body.
FORMAT: Para!Phoenix
If there's one thing in her life that Rachel had learned it's that she hated death. She figured the feeling's not mutual, it must enjoy her company to an obscene degree to keep hanging around. On a good day, she feel's like death's plaything, on a bad day...
And tonight she hated it even more. Because tonight it wasn't her, it's Santo that's feeling the pain. Santo and the students that made Rikku one of them. Good kids, kids that didn't need anymore of this kind of pain in their lives.
God help the person that did this. If the X-Men ever find out... If she ever finds out...
She grimly opened the window to her apartment and stepped out, ready to head to DC and the grim work of bringing a fallen comrade home.