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Posted: Sat Feb 06, 2010 12:56 pm
GAHH!
::drops the cymbals he was packing, which land with a *crash*::
Oh. Chastity. I'm, uhm...Leaving. Yeah, it's been very nice knowing you, but I need to be moving on...
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Posted: Sat Feb 06, 2010 1:02 pm
*Walks over and picks up the cymbals.* Here let me help you..
*Stops and looks at him a few moments.* Moving on? Did something happen? You're acting weird.
*Still holding the cymbals.*
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Posted: Sat Feb 06, 2010 1:04 pm
Do you remember...a few weeks back in the studio back at Injustice International? I told you what I was so afraid of Creed for?
...it's starting to mount up. And I've got to get out of here. I KNOW Snow White thinks I can help her, but I'm a loser and I'm broken. I can't be any sort of a hero.
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Posted: Sat Feb 06, 2010 1:13 pm
*Pauses as she tries to remember what was said.* You're afraid someone will rip out your heart?
*Walks over and takes Piper's arm. Leads him to a chair.* Whoa, buddy. Calm down there. You are not a loser or broken, don't you ever say that again. You're a great friend and anyone who can be a great friend has the makings of something good. If you were past hope you wouldn't care about anyone. But you did worry about me dying. You have a great mind and are very skilled. Don't talk yourself down.
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Posted: Sat Feb 06, 2010 1:16 pm
I've been avoiding any confrontation with a Black Lantern since the incident with the Martian Manhunter. I have a terrible, terrible sense of foreboding. Damn it, why can't they go fixate on Superman, or Captain Marvel? Someone beefy and powerful?
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Posted: Sat Feb 06, 2010 1:21 pm
Well then I'll just have to stand between you and the Black Lanterns.
Maybe they're trying to focus on the ones that will bring about their goal the quickest.
*Looks to Piper,* You know you're very much the hero. Creating that boom tube and getting Chris out of that building.
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Posted: Sat Feb 06, 2010 1:23 pm
It's not that I don't want to help, it's that I don't want to get killed.
I know, words of a coward.
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Posted: Sat Feb 06, 2010 1:30 pm
Not everyone is a born fighter, Piper. To be a hero doesn't mean you have to confront the thing that you're fighting. There are other ways..
Hell, Well Jonah was trying to rip out my heart I freaked out. I've been staked countless times but I've never had someone carve out my heart before. Not that some haven't tried.. It was like everything streamed by, y'know? Not everyone can face the possibility of death.
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Posted: Sat Feb 06, 2010 1:34 pm
*sighs*
I don't know. I need to clear my head. I keep hearing that b*****d Desaad's laughter in my ears...like it's burnt in there. I need some...silence.
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Posted: Sat Feb 06, 2010 1:37 pm
Alright, would you like help packing up then?
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Posted: Sat Feb 06, 2010 1:37 pm
No, just...leave it for now.
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Posted: Sat Feb 06, 2010 1:42 pm
*She nods.* I'm here for you if you need me, Piper. I'll give ya space..
*Turns to head into the back, letting him have the space he wanted.*
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Posted: Sat Feb 06, 2010 1:43 pm
Well James, you died so that I could hide in a hole like the rat I am. I'm sure you're so proud.
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 7:23 am
: surprised pens the coffee tin and shakes out a few particles::
Damn it.
::sighs, grabs a flute and heads out in search of drinkable caffeine::
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 2:11 pm
::staggers in, so cold that his breath is showing, and collapses in the corner on a chair::
Head's gonna split open...
::puts a hand to his nose and pulls it away, seeing blood::
Oh, that's not good...
::rats start peering out of the cracks and shadows, heading over to Piper and gathering around him::
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