one step forward, two steps back
Who: David, Alex Mercer
What: David thought he was done with getting involved in crazy schemes. He really did.
When: This afternoon
Where: The Gymnasium, Level 04
Warnings: Scheming schemers and portents of Things To Come.
Ever since Will's disappearance, David has been more or less lurking and quietly stewing. It's not like there's anyone he has any interest in talking to, aside from Arthas or Perry or Slick, and they're all people who keep to themselves too. In a twist for his usual behavior, though, he's been spending most of his time out of his room, for the simple reason that he doesn't know when his new warden's coming back.
Tim's now his warden. He'd be a lot more thrilled about the announcement if he wasn't sure this was just another ploy of the Admiral's, some plan to punish him further for joining up with Flagg back in Halloween. Tim had always been one of the most reliable wardens on this ship, but David wouldn't put it past the Admiral at all to make him disappear out of spite at this point. Additionally, he's pretty sure the first thing Tim's gonna do is take his powers. After all, Will had taken his powers as punishment for his shoplifting spree in France, and showed no signs of returning them before he left. With the absence of a warden, his powers have returned - all his powers. That's not something he wants to give up so easily.
So he's been hitting infrequent spots, the places where people he knew used to go. Today it's the gym, formerly the second home of Slade Wilson. Ol' Deathstroke, who was also gone. It was hard to believe. Slade, Rex, Martha... Will. Everyone but the people who ought to leave, people like Rachel and Bourne. He's taking his frustrations out on a punching back, demonstrating little skill but lots of enthusiasm, and idly considering morphing something with claws and ripping the bag to pieces.
His attention's entirely on the punching bag, and he's not watching the door.
What: David thought he was done with getting involved in crazy schemes. He really did.
When: This afternoon
Where: The Gymnasium, Level 04
Warnings: Scheming schemers and portents of Things To Come.
Ever since Will's disappearance, David has been more or less lurking and quietly stewing. It's not like there's anyone he has any interest in talking to, aside from Arthas or Perry or Slick, and they're all people who keep to themselves too. In a twist for his usual behavior, though, he's been spending most of his time out of his room, for the simple reason that he doesn't know when his new warden's coming back.
Tim's now his warden. He'd be a lot more thrilled about the announcement if he wasn't sure this was just another ploy of the Admiral's, some plan to punish him further for joining up with Flagg back in Halloween. Tim had always been one of the most reliable wardens on this ship, but David wouldn't put it past the Admiral at all to make him disappear out of spite at this point. Additionally, he's pretty sure the first thing Tim's gonna do is take his powers. After all, Will had taken his powers as punishment for his shoplifting spree in France, and showed no signs of returning them before he left. With the absence of a warden, his powers have returned - all his powers. That's not something he wants to give up so easily.
So he's been hitting infrequent spots, the places where people he knew used to go. Today it's the gym, formerly the second home of Slade Wilson. Ol' Deathstroke, who was also gone. It was hard to believe. Slade, Rex, Martha... Will. Everyone but the people who ought to leave, people like Rachel and Bourne. He's taking his frustrations out on a punching back, demonstrating little skill but lots of enthusiasm, and idly considering morphing something with claws and ripping the bag to pieces.
His attention's entirely on the punching bag, and he's not watching the door.