LuckycoolHawk9
You Are Far Too Nice, Mercy Has a Price
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Chrissie (Fargothia) Fletcher, Dan, Samuel Hope, Christopher (Fargothix) Fletcher, Zale Lawerence,, Peter Destin, Joe the Ghost and Darren
Samuel would look at her and laugh. " Oh, look at that- you have a gun pointed at my head. In a room with a necromancer- who knowing how that man is- will just revive me. You might want to put the bullet in my head, pretty fast, Dan The Man. Well, the Coleslaw question is actually a really simple one. It was never there- neither were the other passengers, well some of them were there- but not all of them. People believe what they want to believe and your mind fills in the gap. Or you know- someone on this ship might have the ability to mess with the memories of the others. Do you know anyone like that Astrid? Or Dan, perhaps someone who knows how to kill a captain?"
Chrissie was getting what Samuel was trying to do. Make them turn on each other to save his own ass. It was clever, she had to give the CIA agent that, but there was just one thing true, her brother would attack them. She grabbed his hand. " Hey, the sun is getting really high and you will be fine, or something like that. You know I couldn't stay awake during the Avengers."
Christopher would look over at her and just smiled. " Honestly, the effort was a whole lot better than most people so, I think I will take it for what it worth, sis."
Dan was quiet for a moment. " You're right- he probably will revive you- but based on everything I learned that wouldn't be such a bad thing." Dan released the trigger and shot Samuel point blank.
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"Well, if you want to know the answer to that, it's because I'm a messy dramatic bitch. It was more fun and easier to make this look like something bigger than it was. You know what they say- It ends with faith, it ends with- " Dean paused as he heard the gun shot. No- No- that wasn't supposed to happen. He wasn't supposed to die. That wasn't in the plans- NO- NO-. " WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?" He asked, staring at Dan, looking over at him, not able to comprehend any of Jeremy's other questions. It hardly seemed important right now. His brother had just been killed.
Peter was just processing the fact that this was all just an elaborate plan to get him to revive someone from the dead. It was a lot and it was just something else to look over at everything. He didn't have a reason to go over to the other man and heal him, he had been working for the bad guy- but then again...
"Is there anyone way to make things better without costing people their lives?" Zale asked the air, almost as if there was an unanswered question.
" Well... I don't think Peter is a necromancer, hasn't someone called him and his brother a child of Fate? What if that was a literal thing?" Darren asked for a moment.
Joe was quiet for a moment as they looked at the scene in front of them and came to a sudden realization. " I think Darren might be on to something. Maybe the reason we all have to be close to Peter is because we think we need to be, same as the Jester thinking he's cursed when he's just really fully alive. Isn't being human just constantly straddling between life and Death? What if he's the one containing himself to this ship? To this hate."
Peter would approach the body. " If you want to do something Astrid, you might want to do it now.. You can thank me late."
Parker Destin/ Mr. Death
Parker would cross his arms and look over at her. " I do think it's more than just him that's here. Sure, he claims to be the main bad guy, but he calls himself the Jester. It's a name that goes back to the old time, but the Jester usually worked for a king or a queen or a .....FUCK. FUCK."" Parker had come to one of those big realizations
"I was wondering when somebody would come and find the girl," a voice said traveling across the room, giggling. It didn't seem that anyone was in the room though. Where was the voice coming from then?" It seemed they weren't stopping them from freeing the girl though.
It was almost like this was supposed to happen and it made Mr. Death very uneasy. " Who are you?" He decided to ask, though he really didn't want to know the answer to that question.
"The superior."
@slifer
Samuel would look at her and laugh. " Oh, look at that- you have a gun pointed at my head. In a room with a necromancer- who knowing how that man is- will just revive me. You might want to put the bullet in my head, pretty fast, Dan The Man. Well, the Coleslaw question is actually a really simple one. It was never there- neither were the other passengers, well some of them were there- but not all of them. People believe what they want to believe and your mind fills in the gap. Or you know- someone on this ship might have the ability to mess with the memories of the others. Do you know anyone like that Astrid? Or Dan, perhaps someone who knows how to kill a captain?"
Chrissie was getting what Samuel was trying to do. Make them turn on each other to save his own ass. It was clever, she had to give the CIA agent that, but there was just one thing true, her brother would attack them. She grabbed his hand. " Hey, the sun is getting really high and you will be fine, or something like that. You know I couldn't stay awake during the Avengers."
Christopher would look over at her and just smiled. " Honestly, the effort was a whole lot better than most people so, I think I will take it for what it worth, sis."
Dan was quiet for a moment. " You're right- he probably will revive you- but based on everything I learned that wouldn't be such a bad thing." Dan released the trigger and shot Samuel point blank.
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"Well, if you want to know the answer to that, it's because I'm a messy dramatic bitch. It was more fun and easier to make this look like something bigger than it was. You know what they say- It ends with faith, it ends with- " Dean paused as he heard the gun shot. No- No- that wasn't supposed to happen. He wasn't supposed to die. That wasn't in the plans- NO- NO-. " WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?" He asked, staring at Dan, looking over at him, not able to comprehend any of Jeremy's other questions. It hardly seemed important right now. His brother had just been killed.
Peter was just processing the fact that this was all just an elaborate plan to get him to revive someone from the dead. It was a lot and it was just something else to look over at everything. He didn't have a reason to go over to the other man and heal him, he had been working for the bad guy- but then again...
"Is there anyone way to make things better without costing people their lives?" Zale asked the air, almost as if there was an unanswered question.
" Well... I don't think Peter is a necromancer, hasn't someone called him and his brother a child of Fate? What if that was a literal thing?" Darren asked for a moment.
Joe was quiet for a moment as they looked at the scene in front of them and came to a sudden realization. " I think Darren might be on to something. Maybe the reason we all have to be close to Peter is because we think we need to be, same as the Jester thinking he's cursed when he's just really fully alive. Isn't being human just constantly straddling between life and Death? What if he's the one containing himself to this ship? To this hate."
Peter would approach the body. " If you want to do something Astrid, you might want to do it now.. You can thank me late."
Parker Destin/ Mr. Death
Parker would cross his arms and look over at her. " I do think it's more than just him that's here. Sure, he claims to be the main bad guy, but he calls himself the Jester. It's a name that goes back to the old time, but the Jester usually worked for a king or a queen or a .....FUCK. FUCK."" Parker had come to one of those big realizations
"I was wondering when somebody would come and find the girl," a voice said traveling across the room, giggling. It didn't seem that anyone was in the room though. Where was the voice coming from then?" It seemed they weren't stopping them from freeing the girl though.
It was almost like this was supposed to happen and it made Mr. Death very uneasy. " Who are you?" He decided to ask, though he really didn't want to know the answer to that question.
"The superior."
@slifer