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[location:somewhere in Taxon][accidental visual] The aftermath

Nov 18, 2009 08:28

John didn't know what had happened. His head was pounding, leg ached, and he had a distinct impression that he'd been in a brawl or three. He woke on the street in some nondescript part of Taxon. How had he gotten out here? How many nights had passed? Glancing down at himself, he saw it. Blood. His hands and clothes were spattered with it. Memories ( Read more... )

{ aeryn sun, helen magnus, { john druitt, { gabriel 'sylar' gray, { henry foss

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[visual] 0ne_woman_army November 18 2009, 15:12:01 UTC

Aeryn had been curled around her Prowler's main engine for the better part of the day, tinkering with coils and fixing minor glitches in the computer system. It was running in near perfect condition already, but the woman needed something to keep her mind off the fact that she was lost in some strange, distant underground facility with no notion of how to be free. It was one of the few things that kept her sane.

She was up to her elbows in grease and oil when her tablet blazed to life to send out an agonizing scream. It started her and she slipped and dropped her wrench into the engine past her reach. Angrily, she lifted herself up out of the engine and grabbed her tablet. It showed an image of a man she had never seen before and he was smeared in the dark color that Aeryn could only assume was blood. "Frell me, what happened to you?" She had been in Taxon long enough to know that even though you may not always know the person on the other end of the line, figuring out who they were could often lead to interesting conversations.

[visual] redeemedripper November 18 2009, 22:04:03 UTC

The infuriating piece of machinery began to make a sound. John grabbed it with both hands and held it up. Standing on the edge of a building might not have been the best place to carry on a conversation, but he was willing to try, if only for a moment.

"What happened, my dear lady, is the product of genetic manipulation. Playing god has brought the devil out in me once more and I will not let it happen again." The gloomy Taxon sky stirred up a gust of wind. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back for a moment, accepting it as a gift to clear his mind.

"There is blood on these hands, and the beast still lurks within. I cannot control it, despite my best efforts. If I take the chance to try again, I may hurt the ones I care about."

[location: somewhere in taxon] godlikesin November 18 2009, 15:34:43 UTC

Flight. It had been a new discovery and purely a accident of chance when he'd tripped on the streets between the two Sanctuaries and found himself floating above ground instead of faceplanting into it. He'd been messing around qith it most of the day, away from the confusion and heady uncertainty that came with having his feet firmly on the ground. It was a feeling that was reassuring, familiar, flying through the clouds with the wind rustling his hair and nothing to think about except concentrating on not crossing any flight paths. Not that he had to worry about that here. Of course, as his gaze turned slowly, another spike of familiar shot through him as he spied a man standing on the top of a building. That was always the way, wasn't it ( ... )

[location: somewhere in taxon] redeemedripper November 18 2009, 22:12:45 UTC

"There are less public ways of ending it, I suppose." He acknowledged his rooftop-companion with only words. His gaze was placed on the ground, several floors below. "But I am not entirely sure that I would be man enough to go through with any other way." He finally turned his head and caught sight of the floating man.

"My word," he breathed, turning fully, "A vampire with flight? Oh, Nikola would be marveled by you." Poor John still didn't understand the concept of humans with abilities. Thus far, everything he had seen of Gabriel, he could attribute to Nikola and his spawn of vampiric genetic mutations.

[location: somewhere in taxon] godlikesin November 19 2009, 00:53:42 UTC

"Vampire?" Gabriel echoed, blinking for a moment as he offered John a curious gaze. "What that what all of that 'your kind' prattle was about? You think I'm a vampire?" Yes, that was Gabriel trying not to laugh. He supposed he could understand how he would seem otherworld, but he couldn't for the life of him ever recall hearing of a legend where a vampire could manipulate electricity. Landing delicately on the edge of the roof, Gabriel turned on a dime until he was standing right next to John, glancing at him out of the corner of his eye ( ... )

[location: somewhere in taxon] redeemedripper November 19 2009, 13:28:11 UTC

"I apologize." He said, also keeping his eyes on the man in his peripheral. "You exhibited many of the same traits as an old friend of mine. I assumed." He chuckled. "Human. We all are, to a point. Genetic defects, manipulations. We are the wonder and the mistakes of this race. A herd that needs to be culled." His voice was low, barely audible. His gaze was locked to the ground.

"Is there no crime more deserving of punishment than murder? Murder for no gain, even." He let out a bark of sick laughter. "Just satisfying the uncontrollable thirst for bloodshed. There is no salvation left for me."

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[voice] notanemptymotto November 18 2009, 20:50:06 UTC

John, what the hell are you doing?!

[ Helen clearly didn't approve of the impromptu suicide.]

[visual] redeemedripper November 18 2009, 22:18:34 UTC

Another voice on the tablet, but this one so much more familiar.

"Take solace in this, Helen. We won't. You won't have to worry about it happening again."

[visual] notanemptymotto November 19 2009, 03:49:30 UTC

Dammit, John! Throwing your life away is not going to solve what has been done! Even if you are gone, the scars are still there. Did you not learn that the first time?

[visual] redeemedripper November 19 2009, 03:54:45 UTC

"Helen, there are things I will never be able to control. I can. I can see flashes. I can see you. That fear. I cannot allow myself to put you or anyone else in danger. I won't." His voice cracked. It was a blessing that it was only her voice transmitting, and not her face. He wasn't entirely sure that he could face her.

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[Visual] notjustthegeek November 19 2009, 01:02:22 UTC

Alright, Henry might not like the guy much, but this... This wasn't what he wanted. "Hey. Hey, wait up there. What the hell is going on?

[Visual] redeemedripper November 19 2009, 03:53:08 UTC

John sighed heavily as he looked at the screen. He knew the man from Helen's Sanctuary, but held him in little consequence otherwise.

"It is no concern of yours. Just understand that a problem will soon be eradicated for you and your colleagues."

[Visual] notjustthegeek November 19 2009, 04:19:15 UTC

"Oh good," he resisted rolling his eyes, barely. "You get to jump and what, end it all? Leave the rest of us to clean up your mess?"

[Visual] redeemedripper November 19 2009, 13:29:46 UTC

"I've asked no one to clean up anything. I regret the parts of me that have already complicated things." He wasn't completely sure why he was even talking to the man. A colleague of Helen's. She cared for him like a son - he could see that.

"What good could come from my presence here?"

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