Welcome to Gaia! ::

The Prince of the seas whipped his head around toward the person speaking. He felt a weight lift off his shoulder, but yet a sense of dread filled the Atlantean. He tried to gather himself as best as he could and put on his best regal sounding voice. "What is this place?", he asked flatly.

Namor snorted in derision, as he moved forward. His strength was returning, even though he knew not a word of what the woman was babbling about. "There is only one king of the seas and you now have the honor of looking at him.", he said with a strut. Careful, fool, he thought bitterly to himself This is a new realm and you are a stranger. You have a duty. A debt that must be repaid..
He softened a bit, lowered his voice to a grim whisper, "Tell me, in this city, is the name Tony Stark or Stephen Strange known?"

Namor puffed up his chest, and placed his hands on his hips. "I am Namor, the Sub-Mariner", he announced in his typically grandstanding fashion. As he started to walk around Crystal, the mutant began to rub his hands together in a thoughtful, yet tense fashion.
"A very long time ago, now it seems universes away, I sat in a room with what the surface and stars could muster as their best. The Illuminati, we called ourselves. Myself, Stark, Strange, and others. We wanted to make the universe a better place.", he scoffed as he turned his gaze back to the horizion. To the murky depths.

"Two days ago, I woke up in the blackness of the sea. I had no memory of what had happened, or where I was. One minute, I was in Utopia, training with the rest of my X-Men team, there was a tremendous flash of light, and then I awoke fathoms below...". He turns to look at Crystal over his shoulder.
"Do you know what I saw?", he asks quietly, yet in a terse tone.

(FYI, I love the way your playing Namor, Partridge. Classic Namor. smile )

[[Enter Punisher w/ symbiote from Wayne Manor]]
With the cloaked-over skin of the symbiote covering him, Castle was nearly unseen as he barreled down the streets and alleys of Gotham. His speed astounded him, and the fact that he was seeing everything before him, beside him, and behind him all at the same time was making him even more curious. His rage was cooling, for the moment, and fading into a ravenous hunger for knowledge. Exactly what was this thing that had attached itself to him? How was it able to control his body? Better question was how was he able to control it?

He decided to run a few more... tests. Leaping to the side as he sprinted at what he assumed wasn't even his top speed, Castle found himself running on the wall like a bonafide superhero. It felt like he was grinning, and his massive razor-mouth would show nothing less. After leaping to the next building and back several times, Castle soon reached the roof and began to step across it slowly; savoring the motions as he made them. The voice, or... maybe it wasn't a voice. Just words. Words in the darkness that had consumed him. "Punishment..." He said outloud once more, looking at his ha-claws. Claws. "That's your name, eh? Punishment... seems..." The twisted grin deepened and the tongue moved slowly around. "Unfitting..." He chuckled.

Suddenly, atop the roof, he lurched forward; falling on all fours. A horrible cry went out from the creature as it tried to pummel its way out of Castle's mind. Screeching and hissing at the thoughts in Castle's head, it tried to fight its way out. Crawling along the roof, like an animal at first, eventually it lifted its head. The camouflage faded off, and it lifted its eyes to the sky of the city. What was it doing there, anyway? A sense of purpose ebbed and flowed from its still forming consciousness. Or it would have, were it able to grasp such a concept. Instead it could merely see. See everything around it and try to comprehend it.

Taking a running start, it launched off upon reaching the edge of the roof. It landed nearly without noise on the adjacent building; its back-tentacles folding back like spines. Its head whipped back and forth excitedly, its senses, actually its to use, were absorbing every detail as it leapt excitedly from one roof to another.

In a flash, it whipped around and faced the newcomer on its roof. Somewhat recognizing the figure from the manor. It hissed loud, in a warning fashion, but not violently. It clicked twice, then twice again, backing up farther away from Nightwing. Before anything else could be done, Castle rose to two feet. "Stay back... boy..." He warned, his hands already forming into blades again. "I've just about got... the hang... of this..." Dulling pain panged through him, but he could ignore it. After all, he was super-powered now. Castle recovered the space the symbiote had put inbetween them, the rage mounting once more. With his incredible speed now working at full capacity for him, Castle charged, keeping his bladed arms wide so as to fence the boy in and push him for the edge of the roof.

"Help!?" Castle growled, whipping around, swinging the side of his bladed appendage directly into Nightwing's side, sending him rolling along the roof, stopping a few feet from the edge. He walked slowly, stomping purposefully towards the fallen bat. "Do I look like I need 'help'!?" His hands formed back into long talons as he approached, hissing slightly with delight.

{{OOC: He does, in fact, look like he needs help.}}

"I don't think so..." Castle hissed, he swung his clawed hand right for Nightwing's head, but it wasn't nearly at the speed of the last one. His swings were trying to push the kid back, not take his head off... yet. "Whatever this is... it doesn't want me to be calm... and I don't want to be calm either!"