outer_divide | Entries tagged with dropped: wanda maximoff

Greetings, all.

I trust by now everyone has heard of the resurrected...creatures that have been stalking around the outskirts of the city, and so for me to mention at one point I had among them a "double" of my own hopefully will come as not too much of a surprise.

I've heard by now that my particular double surfaced about two weeks past, and was dispatched. My apologies to anyone it may have threatened in the meantime. I sincerely hope none of you were too injured by it, if at all.

However... [She shifts uncomfortably, swallowing.] My body at the time of my death had a sword still in its possession. Well-cared for but probably visibly old to even a novice, with a plainly decorated scabbard. The sword did not turn up among my remains, and despite my best attempts to retrace the being's path I have yet to find it.

My hopeful conclusion is that it was dropped somewhere along the way and, unclaimed, someone out here found it. I am claiming it now. I will make no game about it: that sword is very important to me. If you have it, I will barter almost any favor or recompense for it's return. I would be most grateful if you contacted me immediately. Thank you.

[She hesitates.]

Oh -- and, in case any of you already among my acquaintances had somehow not yet heard, I suppose this accounts as my official notification of "I'm alive again".

My apologies for not doing this any sooner. There...didn't seem to be much to say.

[She's frowning uncomfortably to herself as she turns off the feed. After a minute of reflection she turns it back on again.]

[Private to Loki]

Well...if you were waiting for a chance to say "I told you so", I think I just gave you a big opening.

girlworthfighting

It has been over a week since the attacks on the marketplace. From my somewhat limited understanding of how it all works I am given to presume, by now, this means any one of us who originally awoke as captives on the ship that died during the incident have had time to have been...resurrected. That is, if they have not been reclaimed by the pods.

I crossed paths with some of you at the wake at Callahan's a few days ago. But there are a still a few familiar faces that...that I do not know the fates of, at this time. And it unsettles me.

So if you are seeing this and are an ally or acquaintance of mine, know that I would like to hear from you. I'm sometimes lacking in keeping track of my companions at the best of times; and I'm well aware of this failing. But even if you weren't at the market during the battle, if I haven't spoken to you since then, I would very much like to speak with you now.

Just so I might know for sure, who's still around. And who's not.

[Pause. Her voice has been getting gradually more emotive the entire time. Her last word is somehow simultaneously restrained and frantic.]

Please.

attention_wenches

[The camera is pointed a bit crookedly at an ordinary kitchen counter, a bowl of water and a scruffy teenager with a steaming mug both perched on it. Loki's given up his Asgardian clothes and let his hair grow out some, and nowadays looks wholly unremarkable. But smug. Really smug. Misbehaving cat smug, at the moment. He twitches his fingers a bit and the water in the bowl rises up in the form of a snake, undulating as if to strike for a few moments before freezing solid, then falling away into mist.]

...Oh, alright, it's a bit of a parlor trick, but I thought it might get people's attention and it's safe to point this device at.

[And he preferrs using a bit of spellwork he knows as well as breathing, juuuust in case.]

I've noticed that fellow sorcerers are a bit scarce on the ground here, among we ship-folk. Not that I've ever been anywhere that you'd find sorcerers in great proliferation, even Alfheim, but it seems as though most of the scholars out of the pods are scholars of a more mundane kind. I suspect it's at least a bit due to the preponderance of humans. You seem to be better at that sort of thing. And it's all well and good, but it makes life a bit dull for those of us who are more ethereally inclined.

So I'd like to do a headcount of the magicians we do have, of whatever sort, if you don't mind. And perhaps we could meet at least every so often? I'm only an apprentice and I'm falling terribly behind, and how often is one going to encounter so many schools of magic at once? We really should be exchanging notes all we can, before something else goes wrong. Even if you do a sort of magic that no one's likely to be able to learn, like Jack does, at least it'd be interesting to talk about.

[A brief pause as he thinks back through his tangent-filled, over-caffeinated, self-congratulatory blather.]

Oh, yes, if you don't know me, I'm Loki. And--

[He's interrupted by the whistling of a teakettle.]

Right, that's all.

[Click.]

theverymodel

[Mordin is sitting at his desk, with a variety of objects including slender fruit. For anyone familiar with reading salarian faces, he looks quite serious.]

Need for contraceptive review has become apparent. Several local options currently available. Significant improvement over previous situation.

[He holds up a packet]

Hormonal regulation now viable. Highly effective but not suited to short term encounters.

[And thus the condom and the fruit come out]

Barrier methods superior for casual contact. Prevent disease in addition to pregnancy. Can review proper application as needed.

Expect all to take reasonable precautions. Also have pamphlets available. Do not wish to hear of rhythm or withdrawal.

akito

Genesis is gone now too.

[ he pauses, then adds the same message in text format for those who can't see him for lack of belief. ]

The Winds can't find her at all.

[ which might explain any sudden breezes that Pepper, Jack, Elissa, and Christine may have been wrapped with momentarily shortly before his announcement. just checking in on his friends and important people. ]

So many of the friends I've made are disappearing. I'm sad they're not still here, even if it's selfish.

[ he ends the video feed and switches entirely to text. ]

I think I would like more things to fill my time with.
All I've been doing lately is training and training
But it gets tiring after a while.
Are there any good books or movies here people can recommend?
Or small mechanical items that need fixing?
Or anyone that would like a drawing of something?

thefuzzyguy

[Kurt looks tired, harried, and jumpy, and that's despite the fact that fur, pupil-less eyes, and a slightly inhuman bone structure tend to make him hard to read when he wants to be.]

So, um, Todd's missing. Well, not missing. I went to look und he's in his pod, so it's not a mystery. Just, you know, gone now.

[Same as everybody, it's starting to feel like.]

So people know. Und also, um, I have Thing. So there's that. No unaccounted for monster running around or anything. He doesn't like me as much as Tolansky, but he's not being that bad or anything.

[He pauses, biting his lip for a moment.]

Seems like it's podding season on mutants. So, well, if somebody doesn't see me for a day or two, maybe check? Plus, uh, Wanda? Molly? You still here? Anybody?

djinnigenie

[A very happy Elissa is holding her communications device and speaking very loudly as if trying to be heard over a great deal of noise. Strangely enough, the only noise is the rather frantic barking of her enormous dog Dane who keeps trying to push his way into the view of the camera.]

Greetings, all! I hope that you can hear me over the celebrations. Kozmotis has been found! It seems half of Ferelden was on the ship, but they are safely with me now. All is well! There is no need to search further!

[She laughs at something only she can hear and casts a brilliant smile to her left.]

Really, you should all come visit this week to meet everyone - Alistair, Leliana (she is the one who is singing!), Zevran, even my brother Fergus and my beloved Loghain are present! If you come, please bring ale as Oghren shall shortly run us out of our supply.

[Dane is still barking as Elissa ends the communication.]

girlworthfighting

[Mulan's voice is muffled and part of her face is hidden behind the regulation gas mask she was issued at work, but for those that would recognize them her eyes and hair are still clearly visible. Likewise, the familiar armor that covers her upper body.]

For those of you that are more recent arrivals - I'm aware there are a few of you - it is to be advised you avoid coming into contact with the strange mists that have been filling the area the past couple of days. Breathing in this air can cause you to experience unpredictable and dangerous effects. [Her muffled voice turns even more grim and her eyes flash darkly as she recalls her own personal encounter with the fog's abilities, and she hurries on past giving herself time to reflect.] Though not everyone reacts the same, it can dangerous to your health for a multitude of reasons. The best course of action would be to remain indoors if you can, and avoid them completely.

If there are any small errands or tasks that would otherwise bring you out, I would be willing to undertake them for you. Obviously I can't get to everyone, but I'd like to help if I can, as much as possible.

The good news is that if I'm reading the signs right, there seems to be a storm brewing for later today. Hopefully it will be enough to blow all of this accursed fog away, so we can all breathe safely once more.

frostedoverland

[As per usual, though you can't see Jack will be getting a video of nothing other than the scenery outside of Poseidon, those you can, will see him, of course! Text below follows soon after, even if he does want to say something but this wasn't really for the people who already knew him.]

Probably should have expected all the new faces but I really didn't. New timeline, new faces, gotta keep remembering that. In any case, I'm numero tres on the Spirit That Needs to be Believed In list. I'm Jack Frost.

[A pause in the typing...]

Yes, that Jack Frost. No, my parents weren't being weird or anything. The name I had before I became Jack Frost doesn't have much in common other than my first name. I know I'm not as popular as Tooth or North... er, Santa to you guys. But I really do exist and contrary to what some people say, no I'm not an invisible mutant kid with ice powers. I don't have the X-Gene, nor does it actually occur on my version of Earth. I'm just your common nature spirit that happens to be the one bringing Winter to you guys and working double time lately because of global warming.

But I doubt you want to hear me rant about that. If anything else, I would really appreciate it if you guys put aside your disbelief and actually believe in Tooth, Akito, and I. I know it seems simple, since I am here typing this all out but it's not as simple as you think. You really have to truly believe I'm Jack Frost, I'm the Spirit of Winter who nips at your nose. Tooth is the Tooth Fairy who leaves behind goodies after taking the tooth/teeth you left under your pillow, and Akito is a Wind Spirit, responsible for keeping the winds in check. It really shouldn't be that hard but some of you guys are surprisingly stubborn than most adults.

And adults are unknown territory. Especially for me. I usually deal with kids, after all. Guardian of Fun and responsible for all those awesome snow days that have been existing for a few hundred years now, thank you very much. But seriously, just bear with me. I'm not... used to trying to make adults believe in me. Since you got all that science and logic getting in the way of actually seeing what's, literally, right in front of you.

anuglyman

[The face on the network now is not a happy one. This beaky-nosed older gentleman, with his expensive suit and tie and his lightly feathered hair, looks rather coolly displeased. The background is that of the outside of the ship, since he’s apparently found his way out, though he hasn't gone very far yet.]

I’m not sure just who thought it was a good idea to be kidnapping people? But I can assure you, whoever you are, it was a very. Bad. Idea. You have kidnapped entirely the wrong person.

[When he smiles, just one corner of his mouth turning up, it doesn’t look particularly cheerful. It looks a little threatening, actually.]

Whoever is behind this, I have much more important things to do than dealing with you, but believe me, dearie, I will make the time if I have to. I’m assuming, whoever you are, you’re paying attention to things said on this device you left me, so I’m sure you can see this. Send me back where I came from... and I might decide not to make you sorry.

[And he waits, leaning back a little in the camera’s view, both hands resting on the grip of his cane. Somewhat impatiently, and fully expecting someone to say something back-- whether it’s a smart something... or a stupid something. He has places to be, and he’d rather not linger here longer than he has to.]

genoshas_general

[Wanda's message is short, and her demeanor oddly demure.] I'm interested in meeting with anyone who has supernatural or metahuman abilities that could exist with an interrogation.

Thank you for your time.

lanfear

[Life has been fairly amenable to the Chosen, particularly since her return. Her alter-ego in the other timeline had done exactly as she'd have done: tricked some poor merchant into her service. So, set up with all the proper comforts she could find in this world, she's turned her brilliant and wicked mind to the acquisition of power and control. A bargain with Elissa Cousland had given her just the information she'd needed. A hook, as it where. So, with that air of false modesty she's put on before, she addresses the ships network.]

For those of you who have not met me yet, I am called Selene. For those that have, greetings to you.

I am a scholar of some note where I come from, and it has come to my attention that some of you have had trouble with mental domination through dark powers. Other people have influenced your minds and used you to weaken our collective standings. Moreover, I'm given to understand that there were murders due to this outside influence.

At the request of one victim of said sorcery, I have begun to craft ter'angreal, small objects of power, to shield the mind. A fairly common thing in my home, that. I'm willing to provide them to anyone who feels such protection is necessary. After all, we do not want a repeat of the last set of incidents. I'm told they were...unfortunate.

Feel free to contact me, and I will be happy to work with you on this.

(ooc: action spam is also Okay!)

girlworthfighting

Hello. I hope everyone has been well and able to acclimate to all the changes upon our return to this point in time. I seem to have gotten my bearings now...though it was a little difficult, especially in light of the fact someone was apparently making decisions for me in this other version of the present.

However, there is something I'm looking into. Right now my home is still at the Flop, but I'm no longer...comfortable, staying there for the indeterminate future. It isn't the same as it was before, and I'm getting the sense I might have worn out my welcome.

I was wondering if anyone I've already made acquaintance with would be willing to let me move in, if they have the room for it. I can help pay for lodging; I have steady employment here. Not much money, but enough.

evervarying

What the hell happened back there?

[Even without any video feed to give an idea of her expression, Ashley's obviously agitated, and three days in what is apparently an entirely new timestream hasn't done anything to help things make sense.]

Not the basics - I get it. Most of you were off time traveling. But where? How scattered were we all? What started it? Did everyone make it back, or are we still missing people?

[She already knows "back in one piece" is too much to ask for.]

I don't know about anyone else, but I really don't want to be caught with my pants down next time.

thefuzzyguy

[As he speaks he holds up what looks like a clunky digital watch from the late nineties with too many buttons that don't do anything. It is slightly smashed.]

So this is probably kind of dumb, since I barely use it anymore, but my image inducer broke... back in one of the other timelines. Not important. It's a pretty weird piece of technology und I totally have no idea how it works, but I know there are techy people here. Sometimes from the future in space. I know back home the professor can usually fix it, but once in a while he sent it back to... whoever made it for him? I don't get all the secrets. I just get a hologram that can sometimes keep me from looking like Satan started a line of plushies.

threesovereigns

[Zevran has been trying to ignore the fact that the book found with his gear upon his awakening has been talking. Given that it looks almost exactly like one of the mages' tomes that even he felt would be better not to light-finger, the sounds couldn't possibly be anything good. But the book would not shut up, and the strange place he was in was providing no answers. He turned to a page within it that seemed to be some sort of Fade portal made paper, and after tracing a few moving symbols with a wary fingertip, a blond elf appears on the network.]

Ah, this seems to be working at last and does not seem to have transformed me into a newt. Wonderful!

If you can hear me, I wish to introduce myself.

My name is Zevran, which I first thought would be foolish to share, but upon reflection I have concluded that, should you have been sent to kill me, you likely already know that I am here.

I must ask... does this strange country possess anything approaching a tavern? I confess that I am very lost, and would feel much better if I was considering my fate with a glass of wine in hand.

I am not a man without talents, so if the wine comes with a price... well, let us negotiate, yes?

genoshas_general

[Wanda's mostly on the network to message specific people, but she figures she may as well check in while she's at. Not that she knows what to say.] How is everyone doing? It seems like we've had a period of relative peace since I left for that trip.

[Private to Kerra]

Monday in the early afternoon. Meet me there.

[Private to Mulan]

I'm holding a small meeting for people interested in being more proactive than the militia. Monday afternoon, if you're interested.

[Private to Indrani and Haruka]

I don't know that you know me, but I think you'd be interested in this: I'm holding a small meeting for people interested in being more proactive than the militia. Monday afternoon, if you're interested.

[Private to Tony Stark]

Mister Stark, I'm Wanda Maximoff. I've heard of you, even if you haven't heard of me. I know you're not doing nearly as much for the people here as you could be. I'd like to meet.

girlworthfighting

[Upon awaking Mulan took her time warily exploring the ship, after having retrieved her armor and weapons of course. Finding no one to speak to, eventually she turned to the unfamiliar device she located among her belongings.

The video focuses mostly on her face, revealing a young determined looking women wearing red and black armor with a coin pattern. Her dark hair is unbound and hangs carelessly around her face, straight and loose.]

It's my understanding that wherever they are on the other end of this...object, someone can hear me. Whoever you are, I want you to show yourselves. [Tersely, teeth briefly bared.] This is not a request.

I do not know if I came to this strange place by chance encounter or deliberate action. But this is not my land, nor is it any land I am familiar with from my distant travels. And I have no memory of my arrival here, either. The only explanation I'm left with is abduction.

Whoever you are, whatever it is you may want me for, speak. The longer you make me wait, the less the likelihood you'll have of anything like my willing cooperation.

[Posturing? She is, a bit. Normally her course of action upon arriving in unfamiliar territory would be to keep her head down. But given the circumstances, she thinks it's important that she put on a strong front, let anyone out there who might be looking know she means business. That she's no easy pickings.

And that the abrupt manner of her being brought here has made her more than a little angry.]

Or if my unknown captors are too cowardly to explain themselves, then it is my hope that these words will reach someone who can enlighten me.

frostedoverland

So I made it past the Authorities. It was pretty fun stirring up a storm around them. They act like they've never seen high winds or something! Anyway, I'm past them now and checking the place out. Everything sort of looks like the same though, so I'm not sure what building does what.

[The camera turns on to show off the uniform buildings. The camera moves and bounces lightly as if someone is walking. It's pretty leisure at first before it picks up as Jack rides the wind towards the Silver Bay. There we see some water facilities. Man, this place was pretty hi-tech compared to the outside. There really isn't anyone outside either, so they're all probably in the the buildings at the moment.

The camera turns off for a few minutes as Jack approaches the dome itself.]

I think there are homes inside the dome They're in some kind of tower, I think? Guess that's where people go when the work is done. Pretty neat, I guess. Makes you wonder what scares them about us though, since they obviously aren't in a hurry to leave the dome. Oh, hey, there's some kind of flying craft!

[Again, the camera turns on to show a hovercraft landing north of the Silver River, on the west side of the dome. It doesn't show a very clear picture, since it's fairly far away and Jack knows he'd end up shaking the camera too much if he kept flying around. He just wanted to show people in the Outer Divide a bit of what he's discovering now, he'll talk more about it later as he flies around. It's easier to do that when not texting.

To those who can see Jack, you'll see his hand touching the dome a bit. It jerks back with a grunt, that was an odd sensation. So he uses his staff this time and his signature fern-like frost bursts from where the staff touched it. It only spreads for about a foot in every direction before beginning to melt. Obviously, to those who never saw Jack, all they see is the frost blooming.]

It's kind of warm. Kind of like being near a lightning storm. I'm going to check this place out some more, let me know if you want me to go to a specific area, I'm sure I can get in!

[Well, except inside the dome. He saw no way in there, but he could certainly check out the other stuff! This was honestly very exciting for him.]

Current Mood: cheerful

unshackledferocity

[ It's a good thing the pods are easy to open, or Morgiana would have tried breaking it. But after waking, changing into her proper attire (once she found it), in addition to the communicator, she investigated each pod for one of her friends. Finding no one she knew, she started to walk instead, startling slightly when lights turned on when she neared them. Strange magic, that. Eventually she turns her attention to the device, poking at the buttons. Sure she has an idea of how to use it, but - BUTTONS. ]

FKlj ieh klljhklj jkjh kjhkjhhjkjhkhkjajl

[ That's annoying, isn't it? Terribly sorry, but after a moment of this, she tries speaking into, properly. And hey at least the translator is working...kinda.]

Aladdin. Ali Baba.

[ This is her way of asking if her friends are here, you see. She doesn't talk much. But rather than sound even a little distressed, her tone is extremely dry, and her expression doesn't display any alarm either for that matter. Even the level of her voice is quiet. ]

Speak. Anyone from Sindria, as well... [ A slight frown follows as she nears a the doorway of the ship - the exit, in fact. ]

Sinbad. Masrur.

[ No? Damn. By this point the door hisses open, and she closed her eyes, inhaling deeply, briefly. Bleh, this ship thing had too many strange smells. She didn't like it. Barefoot, she stepped outside, still holding her communicator. ]

... I don't like this place.

[ Also she doesn't like talking, since she stares pointedly at the device for a few minutes, all too serious. When there is no response from any of her friends, she lowers it again with a soft murmur. ]

...I'll look for them.

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