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Blackest Night: On ICE!

Dec 09, 2010 17:39

Shift and M'gann are all bundled up, skating at the rink, their new Static Bear and Wildbear watching them from the sidelines. After a nice movie (matinée) and another day of Bearville, skating just seemed like too much fun. Neither had ever gone, so it seemed like a great idea. And they were having a great time, without any hum attacks or panic ( Read more... )

shift, miss martian, "blackest night"

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misschocolover December 10 2010, 07:21:23 UTC

M'gann and Shift weren't cheaters by nature, but when they saw the long line for renting skates it seemed like a better idea to float around the rink and just pretend than to try to learn to walk on those narrow little blades ( ... )

corps_of_death December 13 2010, 22:16:29 UTC

"Date going well, kiddo?"

The voice would be familiar to Shift. As the source of it would too. In what seemed to be a black police uniform with a strange symbol instead of a badge was Shift's Grandpa Chuck. There was something clearly wrong with him though judging by the decayed appearance and the hole clear through his body where he'd been shot in life. He had a pleasant a smile on as he could manage while he walked towards Shift and M'gann.

"Going to introduce me to her?"

hi_im_shift December 13 2010, 23:38:52 UTC

"Grandpa?" Shift's eyes went wide upon seeing the decayed visage of his grandfather.
(FEAR)
(LOVE)

"Grandpa Chuck! How? I saw... the zombie people... they smashed your head in! Cinderblock! Window! The comic shop! I mean, that was a whole other reality even!" Shift steps back and squeezes M'gann's hand.

"I saw it. Dad, Mom, sis, they all turned into monsters! The horde killed you! You didn't make it into the store in time! The store was safe! No... no, no no no no. This can't be... this is all a bad dream..."
(FEAR)
(LOVE)
(RAGE)

"Please Grandpa Chuck... don't tell me you became a monster... not like the rest of our family..."

misschocolover December 14 2010, 05:54:46 UTC

M'gann clutched Shift's hand ferociously tight, heart hammering in her chest.

(FEAR)
(COMPASSION)

"Shift, I don't think it's him." she hissed, backing up another few steps and pulling on his arm, trying to haul him back out of their visitor's reach. She tried, she honestly did, to touch the mind of the man in the uniform but recoiled instinctively at the sensation it gave her, deep and dark and bitterly cold, like thrusting her arm into the pits of the arctic ocean...

(FEAR)
(FEAR)
(FEAR)
(FEAR)
(FEAR)

"Shift that's not your Grandpa! There something else in there! Get away from him!"

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