The place was full of starry eyed heroes with hearts of gold. Perhaps not so much starry-eyed, he guessed. Just eager to please. Eager to help. Peter could count himself among those numbers on good day. At the moment, he had about had his fill from everyone else
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It took much more effort than Edward wanted to admit for him to care.
Which sounded monstrous. It very much was. He wasn't even that old by vampire standards, but he had been subject to enough death that one did not seem to count for very much anymore. Many of the deaths he had seen had been by his own hand. While none of them had been innocent people, it was still murder at the end of the day. More accurately: slaughter. He had never really had regrets, either. Not for the sake of those he had killed. He never ( ... )
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Call him curious. Even if the victim of his curiousity was in the age bracket of his body.
Well. Round two of taking chances. Go.
"You don't happen to know The Flash, do you? He wears spandex, too. I don't know if lasers are as big a problem for as they seem to be for you, however."
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Fortunately there was one place where both Peter and the Coluan himself were required and expected to be this shift, and when Brainiac 5 entered the showers, he was relieved to see that they were both largely empty and that Peter was still here.
Unfortunately there was someone else with him already, so even if he had wanted to talk to his friend about today, it wasn't possible. But they'd be speaking with each other soon enough, and perhaps Brainiac 5 could catch Peter's attention when it was ( ... )
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Not bothering to actually pick them up off the floor, he sailed into the steaming showers as quickly as his little legs could carry him. There were only a few guys (he finally realized it was only guys after the first few trips) in the showers by the time he arrived, but no one he knew. He was happy to stare and smile and wave to people anyway! They usually never responded or moved, but it didn't matter to Goku. Most seemed content to get in and get out as fast as they could, but there was one person, Goku noticed, who wasn't exactly cleaning himself. He was watching someone else, so Goku happily watched the person watch the other person ( ... )
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A voice sounded behind him, and Brainiac 5 jumped and twisted sharply to see... nothing. Which wasn't a logical conclusion to come to after hearing someone speak, so there was clearly another explanation.
He looked down.
There was a very short, oddly cheerful-looking boy watching him, completely naked and not the slightest bit concerned about that fact. The Coluan shifted uncomfortably, wondering if he could conclude this exchange quickly and return to his more important task of trying to figure out what was bothering his friend.
"...hello? Is there something you wanted?"
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"Nope!" he said, smiling like the shameless fool he was. His short arms cradled the back of his head as he swayed back and forth without a care in the world.
"You're watchin' that other guy!" Goku had only two volumes: Loud and louder. It was possible that everyone in the shower had heard it, but it didn't stop Goku. In fact, he pointed in the brunette's direction just to drive home his point, you know, in case the blond was having a hard time following him. "Why's that? Ya know him? It's kinda creepy!" Despite the honest admission, Goku laughed all the same.
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But what good was that? Nigredo couldn't control it. Couldn't even begin to speculate how Executioner resided within him. If not for the limitations of this place, it might have activated. Every time he was threatened by a malevolent U.R.T.V., it might have stripped him of will ( ... )
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Nigredo smiled at the passing memory and his brother, for once setting aside his issues for reasons other than to hide himself. "Hello," he returned. The expression waned to something soft. "Are you doing well?"
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Albedo peered over to his brother, then shifted to face him again. His eyes dropped self-consciously, then he looked up again. "...You're not Rubedo. I know that." Sincere gratitute or apologies were never easily voiced, and here it remained the same. The link vibrated slightly between them, an emotion of apology pressing along it.
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