Matt skidded backwards, the smoking shield he held in front of him lowering to see his assailant; the winged creature known as Shagon. "Aww, is that it?" mocked Shagon. "I thought you'd be better than this Matthew
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Billy jumped as the Skrull!Pym burst into flames. What the hell had just happened? He tilted his head towards Zuko and frowned. Stacy? Ship? He was in prison not on some ship.
He placed his hands on the door to his cell, and found that it wasn't there. He stepped out, confused and well completely lost. His eyes locked onto Zuko again and it hit him.
Stacy. The meat ship. The Nightmare King. Oh now he was pissed. His eyes sparked with lightning as his fists balled up at his sides.
Beckett's greatest fear was no surprise to those who knew her well. It wasn't that she was afraid of dying, or anything like that; she was used to the possibility that she could get hurt or killed while on the job. But what scared her the most was letting down her parents. Her mother was already gone, but she was doing what she could to resolve that.
Her father was still around, and she made it her goal to never, ever disappoint him. This made her an easy target for the nightmares; Beckett was aware of that, and was attempting to bolster her mental defenses in the event of another nightmare
( ... )
He's not going to get the chance. Not before somebody takes a decent stab at setting him on fire.
Fortunately, the fireblast is just enough to scare the man off the cowering woman, not to completely set him on fire. Even Zuko knows that would hardly be helpful in a nightmare environment.
The man is off-balance, and the boy's kick to his gut sends him sprawling. Zuko takes the girl by the arm, hauling her up. There's no time for sympathy, though, truth be told, he feels it.
What happened next seemed to come on so fast that Beckett barely registered any of it. But she saw someone she didn't know arrive at the scene, send a blast of fire at her father, and then kick him fiercely.
She just sat there unmoving and momentarily stunned by the sudden intervention. But then the person who'd intervened grabbed her by the arm and pulled her to her feet.
"Who are you?" She couldn't help but sound dazed, her eyes still on her father. Except then, the scene shifted and changed, and suddenly her father was no longer there... meaning the entire thing was a nightmare.
Beckett clenched her fists together, angered by the realization that she'd been toyed with a second time. But it didn't seem like now was the best time to be angry, so Beckett simply crossed her arms (which were still shaking a bit from the frightening experience of being attacked by her own father), and asked, "So what are we supposed to be doing?" A simple question, perhaps, but she wanted an answer.
The Avatar is dead. He'll have to start his search all over again. The water tribes, this time. They're small. Localized. The search will be easy.
If he survives this confrontation. And he most likely will not. But with Aang dead, somebody still had to stand up to Ozai.
"So, the son steps forth to take the crown from his father." Ozai's sneer is easy, confident. As he has every reason to be. "You know, if you wanted a crown so badly, it would have been much easier for you simply not to have been such a failure as a son. Then you would be Fire Lord now, instead of your sister
( ... )
The first clue Jono had that something was wrong was that he woke up on the floor. The thing was, of course, that he didn't remember losing consciousness or doing anything that might have caused unconsciousness as a side effect. The second clue was that it was damned difficult to hold onto that bit of consciousness, but Jono clung to it tenaciously. He still felt sluggish, like he didn't even have enough project past the end of his nose, nevermind anything like moving.
But he managed because the third thing was that it was hot. Not the hot and moist that Stacy always was, but the dry heat of fire. He pushed himself up, staring around at the pod cavern he found himself in. The pods were open, contents burning. Some of them were already burned beyond recognition, but others--others he could see faces.
Faces he knew.
Ev? he said, voice sounding small even to himself. Ange? He struggled to get up to a kneeling position, body and mind refusing to obey his orders. Wh...what the fuck's 'appened 'ere? Why... It took a moment to place what
( ... )
Speaking of the power dampening, it's making it hard for Zuko to extinguish all those flames, but he's doing his darnedest to get the unconscious Jono away from them.
Fortunately, he's a strong boy, but it's still slow going.
Luckily, Jono IS a lot lighter than he looks like he should be. Still, flat out and not able to help makes it worse.
The voice and the mind near his makes Jono stir slightly, eyes blinking open but not exactly focused. Wha...? Yeah, he's not doing too well at the moment.
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"I don't know who this clown is, but whoever's dreaming about him, will you cut it out now!"
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"Whatever he can do, he can't do it here, because he's not real! Remember the ship! Remember Stacy!"
Yeah, Zuko doesn't have time to coach people through things. Dreams of super overpowered lords of whatever need to get out of his dang way.
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He placed his hands on the door to his cell, and found that it wasn't there. He stepped out, confused and well completely lost. His eyes locked onto Zuko again and it hit him.
Stacy. The meat ship. The Nightmare King. Oh now he was pissed. His eyes sparked with lightning as his fists balled up at his sides.
"That bastard is going to pay for this."
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They might as well work in a group.
"We've got someone to find."
(ooc: we're organizing everyone to tag on to Matt's thread for the action, so go ahead and claim a posting order here!)
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Her father was still around, and she made it her goal to never, ever disappoint him. This made her an easy target for the nightmares; Beckett was aware of that, and was attempting to bolster her mental defenses in the event of another nightmare ( ... )
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Fortunately, the fireblast is just enough to scare the man off the cowering woman, not to completely set him on fire. Even Zuko knows that would hardly be helpful in a nightmare environment.
The man is off-balance, and the boy's kick to his gut sends him sprawling. Zuko takes the girl by the arm, hauling her up. There's no time for sympathy, though, truth be told, he feels it.
"Get up."
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She just sat there unmoving and momentarily stunned by the sudden intervention. But then the person who'd intervened grabbed her by the arm and pulled her to her feet.
"Who are you?" She couldn't help but sound dazed, her eyes still on her father. Except then, the scene shifted and changed, and suddenly her father was no longer there... meaning the entire thing was a nightmare.
Beckett clenched her fists together, angered by the realization that she'd been toyed with a second time. But it didn't seem like now was the best time to be angry, so Beckett simply crossed her arms (which were still shaking a bit from the frightening experience of being attacked by her own father), and asked, "So what are we supposed to be doing?" A simple question, perhaps, but she wanted an answer.
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The boy looks at her as the illusion of the child disappears. He's calm. Simple questions are all right by him. He's got some simple answers to give.
"You coming?"
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If he survives this confrontation. And he most likely will not. But with Aang dead, somebody still had to stand up to Ozai.
"So, the son steps forth to take the crown from his father." Ozai's sneer is easy, confident. As he has every reason to be. "You know, if you wanted a crown so badly, it would have been much easier for you simply not to have been such a failure as a son. Then you would be Fire Lord now, instead of your sister ( ... )
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But he managed because the third thing was that it was hot. Not the hot and moist that Stacy always was, but the dry heat of fire. He pushed himself up, staring around at the pod cavern he found himself in. The pods were open, contents burning. Some of them were already burned beyond recognition, but others--others he could see faces.
Faces he knew.
Ev? he said, voice sounding small even to himself. Ange? He struggled to get up to a kneeling position, body and mind refusing to obey his orders. Wh...what the fuck's 'appened 'ere? Why... It took a moment to place what ( ... )
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Fortunately, he's a strong boy, but it's still slow going.
"Hey. HEY. Wake up."
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The voice and the mind near his makes Jono stir slightly, eyes blinking open but not exactly focused. Wha...? Yeah, he's not doing too well at the moment.
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