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BAD END [CLOSED - see Who]

Apr 10, 2010 19:00

Who: Cain, Pepper Potts (and open to Shadow Gallery peeps)
What: Pepper's luck runs out.
Where: The Shadow Gallery, Northern District
When: Dated for shortly before everyone returns from this.
Notes: Please tag yourself in! Soundtrack: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iQXVpv9cC5M
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† pepper potts, death, † cain, † rion steiner

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Rion will be in this later too, probably? Since he's stuck inside Cain's body. rihoooon April 11 2010, 00:29:37 UTC

Before Pepper could get anywhere near her original world - even set a foot outside the Gallery - she would surely hear the creak of the Gallery doors opening. No knock. Because Rion didn't really know much about things like knocking ( ... )

AWESOME :D supersecretary April 11 2010, 17:20:55 UTC

While the ex-personal assistant knew Rion Steiner, she didn't know him all that well. The boy kept mainly to himself and she was, in her own opinion, not very good with kids. She felt like reaching him was an impossibility largely due to her awkwardness around anyone too young to be of drinking age.

If anything, the failure to perfectly duplicate Rion's clothing was a huge success; it only resulted in an immediate outpouring of sympathy for the psychic.

"Mr. Steiner!" She breathed, stunned nearly to silence by the look of him. She could only imagine how he felt right now, what kind of nightmare he had to endure.

"...A-are you--" Okay? What was she supposed to say in this situation? "Thirsty? I can make you something to drink..." She didn't even notice the eyes. Either that or she'd disregarded the difference as a trick of the light.

rihoooon April 11 2010, 17:52:27 UTC

There was an immediate feeling of ... triumph? Not exactly relief -- that he was being received so well. On the inside, he was grinning to himself quite happily. It was hard for him not to smile on the outside, too, but he managed, tilting his eyes to the ground in mock awkwardness.

"... I just wanna sit down somewhere."

Even though he was laughing on the inside, he could still manage to keep this up! It was something. But Cain was determined to make this work - with Rion trapped inside of his body, it should be easier than before. There was no chance of interference.

supersecretary April 11 2010, 19:11:46 UTC

Sit down? Pepper nodded, looking around the room in a kind of nervous energy of someone who wasn't sure how to behave but tried her best to help without being a nuisance. After all, 'Rion' had just gone through hell of some sort, right?

The red couch. That way, he can relax and maybe... watch a movie? Did he even like movies?

Pepper bit her lip and walked to 'Rion', a hand timidly hovering over his shoulder before finally resting there lightly. "Come on, let's get you somewhere comfortable."

Hook, line and sinker. Pepper is completely taken in by the guise.

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The Aftermath thread supersecretary April 13 2010, 02:36:38 UTC

[Upon entering the Shadow Gallery, there seems to be a heavy silence interrupted only by the light pat-pat of liquid dripping into a puddle somewhere nearby.

Turning a corner will reveal a gruesome scene of one wall painted dark red. A blood-stained device is left in the corner, as if ready to capture the moment when Pepper's body (what is left of it) is discovered. All that can be seen from the camera's angle is a leg sheathed in nude hosery with a few drops of fresh blood on it, devoid of a high heel, which lies just a few feet away.

Whatever happened in here, happened quickly and very recently.]

The Emperor of Ice Cream supersecretary April 17 2010, 03:09:29 UTC

.... *SIGH* lastminutestuff April 17 2010, 03:41:48 UTC

This was not the way he would have preferred to meet her, but it was, unfortunately, the way that he usually got to know people.

He had hesitated when taking the lifetimer from the shelf, as if questioning if it was correct. He knew better than that, and he knew it was not the first time, nor would it be the last that he was called to harvest an acquaintance.

No, not just acquaintances. It wouldn't have bothered him as much were it simply that, were it not this place. He had allowed himself to befriend people here. But he had to remind himself that he had a reason for being here, as well.

His shadowed visage looked down upon the bloodied form as he appeared there within the room. As though expecting the name to have changed, Death slid the lifetimer out from his black robes, holding it up to read the letters that were engraved along the curve of its metal rim: VIRGINIA POTTS

/hugs supersecretary April 17 2010, 15:46:35 UTC

Pepper Potts stood nearby, facing a stack of books and away from the corpse. She kept touching her hair, the back of her head as if looking for something. She turned around and nearly jumped out of her skin (if she still had any).

"Oh." She began, "Hello." She cast a sideways glance around before asking, "I'm sorry, I didn't hear you come in." She knows him from the Network, recognizes him, but is so preoccupied with the nagging desire to mess with something in her hair that she hasn't quite put two and two together.

lastminutestuff April 17 2010, 19:13:01 UTC

MISS POTTS, intoned the Reaper, bowing his head in greeting. He watched her, suddenly feeling a little awkward being there. But duty was duty, and she would eventually have to know.

The bony fingers tilted the lifetimer in hand again, and he glanced at it again before taking a step towards the woman.

ARE YOU AWARE OF WHAT HAS HAPPENED?

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