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thrashthenight in marvel_mansion

Lights Out! Guerilla Radio!

Oct 15, 2007 12:15

The Taylor Foundation. It's where he's lived since he was very young, where he trained, honing himself under the firm guidence of Chord and Tai into a living weapon to be weilded against the filth of the underworld. It's where he's preserved his family's legacy and vanguarded movement after movement to make the world a better place ( Read more... )

nova, night thrasher, slapstick, speedball, namorita

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littleavenger October 16 2007, 00:41:30 UTC

There's a pause as Nita grabs the com from the table and picks up.

"Um... plans for what, exactly?"

She doesn't really want to move. She and Rich are currently jammed together on a sofa, watching TV and generally snuggling.

thrashthenight October 16 2007, 03:16:03 UTC

If they both sass me, Dwayne thinks, I can always buy a new television.

"Important busniess." Night Thrasher actually says, grimly. So, normally.

helmetisntdumb October 16 2007, 03:22:06 UTC

"This is one of those things where you're not gonna tell us what the hell's goin' on until you feel like it, isn't it," chimed in Rich, over the same comm.

thrashthenight October 16 2007, 03:23:46 UTC

"Glad to see the years of experience in the Nova corps has paid off." Dwayne deadpanned, already working on making allocations in the master plan for his cohorts's reluctance to leap into action.

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cartoonchaos October 16 2007, 04:38:43 UTC

"Eh, what's up Doc?"

thrashthenight October 16 2007, 16:18:28 UTC

"A moment, for the others to chime in." Night Thrasher advices, clasping his hands behind his back...and wondering if his New Warriors will be in time!

bouncywarrior October 16 2007, 04:39:32 UTC

"Gah! Niels! No, not the lamp!"

Crash!

"...Mom's going to kill me. Er, what's up Thrash?"

thrashthenight October 16 2007, 16:17:29 UTC

"If you mother wishes," Dwayne offers in his typical 'I had my sense of humor surgically removed at age four' tone of voice, "I have devised a new plastic alloy that manages to be nearly as transluscent as glass while retaining the difficult-to-shatter properties that would be an asset for the care of your cat."

He doesn't mention the alloy's drawback; any light shined through it looks neon pink.

thrashthenight October 17 2007, 20:24:15 UTC

"Very Well, New Warriors." Night Thrasher addresses the other four grimply, before pulling out three loose folders, carefully positioning them on the table for maximum efficency.

"As you can see, we have three choices in front of us. Each has been weighed for discresion, trustworthyness, reputation, and economic value. Ultimately, like so many things in life, science only brings us so far, leaving the final decision in the hands of the fickle tastes of humanity. This sobering thought considered..."

Night Thrasher's eyes narrow as he adjusts the papers. "Italian, Indian, or Chinese?" The menus sit in front of the New Warriors, waiting...but will they make a decision in time?!

bouncywarrior October 17 2007, 20:33:20 UTC

"..." Twitch "Please tell me this isn't the reason you called us down here."

helmetisntdumb October 17 2007, 21:01:57 UTC

It hadn't taken long for him and Nita to fly over there.

There was a dink noise as hand met helmet.

"This is the big decision you--" A pause, as he considered something. "Thrash, I'm guessin' this is your ever so subtle way of sayin' we need to start spending more time together if we're gonna be a team again."

Socially and, of course, in training.

littleavenger October 18 2007, 00:35:45 UTC

"You have GOT to be kidding me."

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