For lastvoyages Twenty-Second Hex [video+spam for deck]

[scarlet_discord]

[Wanda appears onscreen in a red lace dress and makeup she probably fussed over way too long. She is fully affected and is radiating mild apprehension, anticipation, optimism and curiosity.]

Hey people. I know we're dealing with yet more weirdness, so here's a distraction. I have a project I am working on and I need input from the local heroic types. I'm talking everyone who saves other people's butts on a regular basis. Costume heroes, heroes in jeans, cops both normal and supernatural, soldiers and freedom fighters, rescue personnel, medical people, like that. I'm going to basically be doing little interviews. I will keep everything private unless you actually tell me you're comfortable with being quoted or interviewed on-air.

 

[Private to Steph]

I am SO FREAKING GLAD that I got my head together better before this Flood started. Oh my various gods, so glad.

 

You like pie?

 

[Spam for Deck]

[Wanda leads her large, shaggy black dog to the nearby railing and ties his leash to it.] There ya go. Good dog. Stay. [She's full of apprehension, but the rest of her is deeply focused on the task at hand.] Calm. Calm, or this won't work.

 

[She approaches the circle of candles stuck to a free patch of deck and steps into the middle of them, lighting them one by one from a battered lighter. It isn't exactly Agatha's conjured flames, but it is a much safer and controllable alternative. A pitcher of water sits nearby, just in case. She drops into lotus in the circle's center, squelching her apprehension firmly, and closes her eyes.]

 

[The candles gutter low, and then start to flare up, emanating a misty bluish light like alcohol flames. She focuses on the broken place inside of her, the cracked lens through which the light of Chaos shines and manifests her power. The old anger, the old pain, the urge to destroy and break and dominate rise up with the firelight and brighten its eldritch glow. Frowning in concentration, she tries to focus the power, to chain up the rage and make it work for her.]

 

Father... 
 

No! [She growls it, determined. Not this time. Instead, she stretches out her hands...and the bluish light steadies, and then starts to die. One by one, the candles go out as she slowly lowers her hands. Stillness, without and within.]

 

[Then she opens an eye to peek around, and grins, radiating triumph.]

  

I did it.

 

Comments

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[ichoosefight]

I love pie.

So you're doing okay? [ Steph is affected, but she's feeling optimistic. :) ]

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[scarlet_discord]

I make pie! I even figured out lemon meringue.

[Wanda is doing well emotionally, though there's a faint I-has-a-crush glow to her that she's pointedly Not Mentioning right now.]

I am...actually okay. When the emotional overload gets too bad I just meditate.

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[surfaceshine]

[Dean, too, is fully affected and there's interest first and foremost when he clicks onto the screen, but also a kind of wariness and... miraculously... uncertainty behind the confident, flirty grin he offers her. He certainly counts as the hero type, but he would never call himself that, not now that he's out of his teenage years, and that's not why he replied anyway. He's reacting to the apprehension.]

Darlin', I'm pretty sure you couldn't be more distracting if you tried.

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[scarlet_discord]

[The uncertainty gets him a flash of concern, though she lights up in general because she likes him.]

[slight blush] Thanks! Paris port did wonders for my closet. I also have a pair of twenty sixth century boots.

[19centconstable]

A project?

[scarlet_discord]

I'm doing two things. One is basically notes for myself, because one day I'll be fighting the fight myself. The other is that I'm planning interviews for a radio show.

[Private]

[batmanschmatman]

[Dick hesitates for a long time before responding, and is super careful to lock this down and try to control his emotions, but there's still a definite wariness, along with actually wanting to help. He's just. Not great at being honest with people about his job. :V]

What do you want to know?

[Private]

[scarlet_discord]

Coping skills mostly. Balancing the work and mundane life. Dealing with the stress and frustration of it and keeping your temper. Avoiding using too much force. Random things you wish someone had told you when you got into the work.
...

Also favorite pie.

Deckspam

[with_my_teacup]

[Riddick is projecting, not receiving, but he's still got a decent bead on emotions. He's just not used to his being felt.

So while he's standing impassively on the deck, head cocked, leaning against a rail with complete nonchalance, this is what he's reading:

The fear of a an animal shown a threat, the rage of an animal cornered, the feeling of confinement, of being trapped, trapped, trapped. Blunted by the salve of satiation and enough sleep but still straining under his skin.

The instinctual urge to Not Harm the Child, being fought by his brain, the calculating rational side wrestling with the streamlined animal hindbrain.

The awareness of the dog, a known quantity and valued for that.

Recognition. No personal harmful intent toward her. Awareness-- of everything.]


Nice light show.

Deckspam

[scarlet_discord]

[She feels it, and her body language shifts; his intense discomfort bothers her. It's like watching a tiger stalk a too-small cage; just plain not right. But she doesn't pity him, because that would imply she thinks less of him. And a tiger is still a tiger.]

[A tiger who doesn't want to hurt her. Which she feels a flash of gratitude for. She glimpses him as she pulls herself upright, and smiles a little his way. As always, there's some shy admiration there.]

[Fozzie on the other hand goes crazy, barking and wagging and play-bowing and straining at the lea--oh there it snaps. He dances forward a few feet, then minds his manners and stops, tail fanning.]

Hey. Uh. Thanks. Heh. It's a meditation. I've been trying to get it down for eight months.

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[themountie]

[Fraser is determinedly text-only for the duration of this flood. God forbid, anyone get a feeling off of him.]

I don't believe I'd call myself "heroic," ma'am, but I am a police officer, and I'd be glad to answer any questions either publicly or privately.

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[scarlet_discord]

Hi there! It's Wanda, please.

Well, most of my questions have to do with balancing work and life outside of work. Dealing with the stress and frustration of it and keeping your temper. Avoiding using too much force. Random things you wish someone had told you when you got into the work.

Also, since you're a police officer--do you have superheroes in your world, and do they work with you?

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[darknessb4me]

[Arthas is eventually lured out of his room by the need to kill. This is a fairly mundane thing by now.

He keeps his head down and walks quickly to the deck. He smells the magic before he sees it, and is staring at Wanda before he can stop himself. Recognition. Regret.]

Hi.

[It's awkward. He nods and tries to just walk away before she can ask.]

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[scarlet_discord]

[She grins at him, too triumphant to care about the psychodrama she had to wade through to get there.]

It's cool, Arthas. I did it. I finally mastered that damn meditation!

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[an_abomination]

Why are you working on that project?

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[scarlet_discord]

Welll, cause I'm weighing my options for when my training is over and I leave. As for the radio show, I figured it would be fun.

Spam

[grand_lotus]

[Iroh isn't reading emotions - no more than usual anyway - but he's projecting. As you might expect from someone who's mastered their emotions in order to master Firebending, there's something level and tranquil about what he's radiating: not emotionless, simply calm, though his interest is obviously piqued when he comes across Wanda surrounded by extinguished candles.]

Good afternoon, Wanda.

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[scarlet_discord]

[She leans back and looks at him upside down. Her eyes dance.] Hi! I did it! I finally mastered that fire meditation I told you about!

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[trenchcoatedly]

[Castiel is doing his favorite angel thing to do, which is watching. He's not familiar with the ritual, and even from across the deck he's curious enough, studying. He can sense her unusual power, feel it flow and fade. When her ritual is done, he approaches, slow. He's curious, but he's also proud, that this girl isn't the wreck that fought with him weeks ago. He studies the candles with intent.]

Congratulations.

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[scarlet_discord]

[She beams, with a little trickle of slightly cautious affection showing through her elation.] Hey Castiel. I think I just leveled up!

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[gotgreenmagic]

[Only slightly backdated, right after the end of the flood.]

...Wanda, right? I did the whole 'wear costume, fight villains, save day' bit back when I was a teenager.

Dunno know if I'm the best person to ask, though, since I totally ditched that to become a supervillain and wound up as an Inmate. I've only just kindasorta started getting back into it. Went on a vigilante sabbatical between graduating and coming back here.

[Shego this makes you an ideal person to ask and you know it.]

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[scarlet_discord]

I'm actually doing the opposite route. My dad is a supervillain and wanted me as an operative. But then we got in this situation where we had to help save the world, right? And I guess the bug bit or something, because after teaming up with the heroes once the doubts started.

Well, they started before that, but that is when they really started.

I got derailed for like, four five months there while I was dealing with hideous emo crap. But now I am back to thinking about it. I got powers, and a normal life isn't for me. I'd rather be doing stuff I can sleep well at night on.

...when I sleep!

[slayage]

[Have a reluctant but cooperative Buffy.]

Why the need for interviews? This isn't gonna end up in some big psych report, right? Cause the last person who analyzed me wasn't exactly a good guy. And things were said, punches.. Exchanged..

N-Not that there will be punching now o-or-

[Sigh. Watch her start again.] Interviews?

[scarlet_discord]

Hi! Oh no. It's pure pointers. Mostly on managing the stress of the work. Also I'm taking a pie poll.

[She listens, and just shrugs and smiles.] No, no, seriously. If you and I were exchanging punches we'd be sparring in a damn ring and I'd be learning stuff. This is...

...well, I'm basically looking in the mirror and doing the great-power-great-responsibility thing, and wondering what to do when I go home.

There are also interviews for the radio show, both on and off air. But that's separate.

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[acid_rayne]

I save people. Not usually for their sake, but... I saved the world a few times, yeah.

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[scarlet_discord]

That counts. I only helped save mine once. But I'm kinda new at this.

What do you do to keep the job from getting to you?