This is just how Marvel works... (Active/Closed)
Characters: Megan and Roxas
Content: Vanishings
Location: Starting at Pixie's place in the Strand, then wherever Roxas is.
Time of day: During the vanishings of folks, wave two!
Warnings: This might cause people to baw. Just sayin'.
Megan opened her closet, pushing every piece of clothing off to the side. She wasn't being gentle with her clothes either knocking several hangers down in her haste. And not picking them up, when she loved to keep everything in the right place. However there was something she needed.
Her suit. She took the costume made for all the super heroes in Manhattan out and looked at it, then threw it off to the side. She then took out her other suit. The one a bit more durable and heavy than the other. She slid its stand across the ground then started putting one piece of it after another on. As they connected to each other they came to life. Each piece becoming easier to move in.
"Everyone... I don't intend to just go quietly, I'll save you all..." she wasn't sure if she was talking to herself, her friends at the institute, or her friends here. She knew they were gone but prayed they would believe in her. That she wasn't some little freak girl, she was a hero. She would do what was needed to save everyone. "I'm not going to just sit here and cry, and wait for things to go wrong... I'm going to be ready. I just need to see someone..."
"...Sihal Novarum Chinoth..."
***
Megan appeared close to the person she sought out. He needed her, he probably didn't know it, or didn't want to accept it. She had the most stubborn boyfriend ever. "...Roxas."
Content: Vanishings
Location: Starting at Pixie's place in the Strand, then wherever Roxas is.
Time of day: During the vanishings of folks, wave two!
Warnings: This might cause people to baw. Just sayin'.
Megan opened her closet, pushing every piece of clothing off to the side. She wasn't being gentle with her clothes either knocking several hangers down in her haste. And not picking them up, when she loved to keep everything in the right place. However there was something she needed.
Her suit. She took the costume made for all the super heroes in Manhattan out and looked at it, then threw it off to the side. She then took out her other suit. The one a bit more durable and heavy than the other. She slid its stand across the ground then started putting one piece of it after another on. As they connected to each other they came to life. Each piece becoming easier to move in.
"Everyone... I don't intend to just go quietly, I'll save you all..." she wasn't sure if she was talking to herself, her friends at the institute, or her friends here. She knew they were gone but prayed they would believe in her. That she wasn't some little freak girl, she was a hero. She would do what was needed to save everyone. "I'm not going to just sit here and cry, and wait for things to go wrong... I'm going to be ready. I just need to see someone..."
"...Sihal Novarum Chinoth..."
***
Megan appeared close to the person she sought out. He needed her, he probably didn't know it, or didn't want to accept it. She had the most stubborn boyfriend ever. "...Roxas."