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 Posted: Thu May 27, 2021 1:13 am
Emmett sighed as he trudged back into the shop after finishing fixing up the last car of the day with Rónán. He was absolutely exhausted and wanted nothing more than to curl up at home with a bowl of ice cream and watch his stupid dramas. "Don't you ever wish you could do something better with your life, man?" he said wistfully, "Not that I don't take pride in my work, but man, this life is just.... bland."
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2021 5:00 pm
Rónán made a thoughtful noise, taking a moment to roll his shoulders. There was a hot shower waiting for him at home, and that was always a blessing, especially since grease stains were a nightmare to get out of white hair. Why he couldn't have been blessed with something darker, he didn't know, but this was what he was stuck with. Then, there was Kailey, and the very excellent, very uncomplicated Thing between them--maybe he'd call her tonight, skip out on Negaverse duty and spend his time with a nice girl instead.
"It's what you make it, isn't it?" He said. "Plus, you can't make a job like this your whole life. It's good, consistent work, and it pays well, but you have to find things outside it."
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2021 11:02 pm
Emmett sighed. "I mean, sure, but there's more to life than—than watchin' soaps and hanging around the internet. And I like fixin' cars, but I can only do so much of that in my free time after spendin' all day doin' it." He gave a small grin. "Course, I suppose there always is sleepin' with a chick. But I meant, more like..." He frowned some, searching for the words. "Fightin' for a cause or some s**t. Like maybe I was secretly the demigod son of Zeus and I gotta go kick some monster a**, or something." He snorted. "But maybe less fantastical. Not like that s**t's real, anyway."
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Posted: Thu Jun 24, 2021 3:12 pm
Rónán quirked his eyebrows up, considering Emmett's words thoughtfully.
There was, of course, a cause to fight for, wasn't there? Not that Rónán was, himself, overly invested in it--being Lionel was something that let him kill time, more than anything else--but the cause did exist and was there to be fought for.
"Hey, why don't we get drinks after work? It's not saving the world, but it's something." Broaching the Negaverse conversation here, at work, would be a terrible idea, especially since if Emmett said no or disbelieved him, Rónán would very definitely have to kill him, which was a lot of hassle. Or have him forcibly corrupted, which was also a lot of hassle. Either way, best to get away and go somewhere where they were less recognizable.
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Posted: Sun Jul 11, 2021 9:59 pm
Emmett hummed thoughtfully, thinking it over for a minute—he really did want to catch up on his shows, but... That could always wait for another day. "Sure, why not? Could always use a good buzz with a pal," he said with a grin.
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2021 12:47 am
Rónán nodded.
"Good," he said. "I know a great place not far from here. Let's get things wrapped up here and we can leave," he said. Good. Perfect. This was a start.
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Posted: Wed Aug 11, 2021 6:14 pm
Emmett made a sound of agreement and hurried to wrap up his work and get his crap from the lockers. He wanted to get the hell out of here already and see what Rónán had in mind for him. Somehow, it felt exciting sooner than it should have, considering he wasn't sure what he was in for. Still. He cracked open another can of Coke as he went out while their boss finished the audit and lockup and all the other managerial bullshit he was grateful he didn't have to deal with. "So what's this all about?" he asked as they started to walk away towards the local bar.
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Posted: Mon Aug 23, 2021 3:42 pm
Rónán was silent and thoughtful as they wale.d This was a huge gamble, and he knew it, but at least it would be a game where he was holding all the cards. If Emmett decided to do something stupid, well...that would be on him.
He waited until they were in the relative privacy of a cut-through alley to stop.
"You were talking about wanting more out of life, right?" He said, idly. "Because I might know a way to give you that."
He stopped.
This was it, the big moment.
"Lionel Power, Make-Up."
The roar of a lion heralded his change; in a whirl of violet and blood-red sparkles, and with a twist and a spin, the mechanic disappeared, and was replaced by the body-suited Corrupt Soldier of Betrayal.
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Posted: Mon Aug 23, 2021 10:40 pm
Emmett's eyebrows shot up as Lionel led him through an alley, but he followed suit. He wasn't super into the whole selling drugs scene or anything like that, but if Lionel had connections, he wasn't going to turn the idea down on the spot. Of course, something very much not drug selling was exposed to him and he gaped like a moronic codfish for several seconds before snapping his jaw shut with a loud clack. "Uh. Wow, you look... Powerful." He shivered. "You mean, I can be like that? Like some kind of X-man?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 23, 2021 11:14 pm
Lionel grinned, giving a sweeping, dramatic bow. He knew he had Emmett's attention; there was no way his little display wouldn't put eyes on him. But this was just the beginning.
"I am powerful. You know all the weird s**t that happens in this city all the time? A large bit of that is magic. Magic like what I can do, and like what you might be able to do, if you wanted it. Because yeah, I can get someone here to make you stronger. Like me."
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Posted: Tue Aug 24, 2021 4:11 pm
Emmett blinked, staring in awe for a moment longer before his lips curled into a smirk and he crossed his arms over his ********. Yeah. Let's do it, man. What are like, the conditions and s**t like that, huh? Not that it really matters. Just gotta know before I sell my soul off," he said with a laugh.
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Posted: Sun Sep 12, 2021 11:59 pm
Lionel made a thoughtdul noise.
"You know? No one ever really gave me a terms and conditions when I signed up. It was this, or die." He shrugged. "But from what I've gasthered: listen to the people ranked above you, even if they're ******** clowns, because if you don't, they can make your life miserable. Stay in step, and don't get your panties in a twist about the moral compunctions of killing people. because you're going to do that more than you might expect." His smile became wry.
"You're sure you want this?" He called his communicator to hand. "Because once I phone in someone to make you one of us, there's no going back."
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Posted: Mon Sep 13, 2021 12:34 am
Emmett breathed in sharply. Killing people. Yeah... He could do that. It was a war, right? He'd do what he had to. And ehh, he might have a little authority problem, but he'd deal. War was a whole different thing than your crackhead boss running the shop.
He nodded firmly. "Yes. I'm sure. One hundred percent." No going back.
He wanted this.
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Posted: Mon Sep 13, 2021 1:06 am
"Good," Lionel said, and he held the communicator up.
"This is Sailor Lionel, requesting assistance with a corruption. I have a civilian who's interested in becoming one of us. We're in the alleyway off 3rd and Northside, " It wasn't like he had a General on-call, but surely someone would perk up at the news and take him up on it. It was all just a question of who. It wasn't like he could just phone Axinite; the man had corrupted him, but he had far too much on his plate to get calls for people that might not need his intervention. If Emmett turned out to be a Senshi...well, that would be a different matter, but for now, any General would do. As long as someone picked up the phone.It had been quite some time since Ashanite had been in Destiny City. A long time since he'd been somewhere where his authority as a General really, truly counted for something.
It felt good. Power still settled nicely and comfortably on his shoulders, like his cape, and it felt good to stretch his legs and take up the mantle again.
There was a voice over his communicator, calling for a General to perform a corruption.
What a perfect way to come back to his duties.
He teleported to the alleyway mentioned--it had been some time, but his memory for the city's layout was still good. And there they were, a Senshi and a civilian, and it wasn't exactly hard to tell which was which.
With a few easy strides, Ashanite moved around the Senshi and to the civilian.
"You've chosen this, yes?" He said, looking the man up and down. Tall, taller than Ashanite even. Sturdy looking. Good. "I'm General Ashanite. And you are about to become a Lieutenant of the Negaverse."
With that, he shoved his hand into the civilian's chest, and pushed. Manipulating the Chaos for a corruption was like breathing--and it came back to him easily, even after so long without it.
Yes, he had missed this so much.
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Posted: Mon Sep 13, 2021 1:17 am
Emmett couldn't help a sharp inhale as a man teleported into the alleyway. Well. Now that was a display of power that made him a little weak in the knees. God, he wanted to be like that so badly, he'd actually put in effort for it.
He nodded at the question, though he thought it was a little redundant to ask, considering it wasn't like Lionel had him tied up or anything. (Though that could be fun. Just not with coworkers).
"Nice to meet you, General. Thank you." And then the man's hand was plunging into his chest and he barely had half a second to think about that before pain washed through him. He gasped and grunted, tensing and holding his breath as the pain pulsed through his soul, knees going wobbly. ********. ********, this hurt. He twitched involuntarily and hissed, not liking his own show of weakness as the pain coursed through him. s**t, s**t, s**t.
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