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ambibionic

WHO Junior (

androit), Poe (

blacksquadleader), and Felix (

ambibionic)
WHAT A certain someone gets captured by the First Order, so he needs to be rescued. Things don't go as planned.
WHEN [insert fitting timeline point here]
WHERE The Finalizer, most likely
WHY because why not, I say.

Junior has been captured. You need to rescue him.

That's what Felix wakes up to in his bunk aboard the star destroyer. It's not something he wants to hear, but it happened and he needs to get ready. Get dressed, grab a blaster, get going. He knows he can succeed. He's got the Force with him. Well, an angry Force user who'd rather not have Junior anywhere near the First Order if he can allow it. Which is as close to the Force being on his side as he can get, so he'll take it without complaint.

He exits out into the corridors and strides along at a walking pace, nobody giving him a second glance. Why would they since he's one of them, only he was the one unlucky enough to be assigned to Kylo Ren. That was his job and not the one the First Order gave him. No, that was given to him by the man he was heading towards to rescue. Follow his big brother and make sure he's okay. And that's what he's done for all these years. It wasn't a bad job, all things considered. It was better than what his parents had gotten up to, unscrupulous murderers that they were, killing for profit.

I've secured a way off the ship. All you need to do is get him there.

Reaching the door to where Junior was being held, he looked to the stormtroopers from beneath his own helmet, trying to give off an air of importance. This was going to be the easy part. All he had to do was lie and after all these years as a member of the First Order, he could do that easily enough.

"Lord Ren wishes to have the prisoner moved," he said smoothly. It was the truth, though he doubted they'd be too happy to know Lord Ren wanted the prisoner moved off the ship. They didn't need to know. It was easier that way.

"We haven't heard anything about this," one stormtrooper replied and Felix merely shrugged, knowing full well that none of the troopers were too pleased about the petty squabbling higher up.

"You're welcome to go ask for verification, but Lord Ren isn't a patient man and he does wish for the prisoner to be relocated immediately," he said with emphasis on the last word. That seemed to work because one stormtrooper opened the door for him and Felix gave the trooper a nod before heading in and going over to Junior, immediately getting to work freeing him and placing restraints around his wrists.

"Looks like it's your lucky day. You're getting rescued," Felix told Junior in a low voice. "Guess the Force is really with you, isn't it?"

Don't fail.

androit

WHO Felix Bakar (

ambibionic), Will Vega, Junior Edition (

androit), Ash Starmer 2.0 (

subroutined)
WHAT Some people don't care enough for their belongings, even the sentient ones. Junior and Felix are gonna fix a few of those shortcomings for their new... acquisition.
WHEN 2106. Junior is 26, Felix is 28, Ash is ??? clone?
WHERE Local shopping center. Mall. Thing.
WHY We don't have to explain ourselves to you

It had been a while in coming and some struggle with financing, but eventually (finally), Junior and Felix had managed to "relieve" Ash of his duty at the company where he had been "employed". (Owned was more like it, and Junior tried not to think about what it meant to save one synth from his fate while leaving the rest there in continued disservice to their individuality.) The two of them owed Ash a lot, not the least of which being their current relationship status. It was a bit convoluted all told, but the fact of the matter was, once Junior understood what was happening with the business, he couldn't just leave it alone.

So, not only did they have a synthetic clone under joint possession between them but it had become rapidly apparent that Ash had no possessions to his name. Two sets of clothing. That was all he was released to them with and it definitely wasn't enough, no matter that he didn't sweat or otherwise dirty them at the same speed or in the same way as breathing humans did. Now they were at the mall, and Junior was hoping to get out of it with minimal attention. It was how he always operated in too big of an open space, much more happy to focus on the people he came with than anything else external.

"All right, where first?" he asked to the both of them. Ash's accent was foreign but there was no way of telling whether that was natural or programmed, so he wasn't going to assume he might not be familiar with the area. "I haven't actually been to this mall for a while... Has anything changed?"

androit

WHO Will Vega, Jr (

androit), Felix Bakar (

ambibionic)
WHAT guess who just saw X-Men: Apocalypse and wanted more evil, power hungry Oscar Isaac (hint: it's us)
WHEN About usual timeline for these two. 2106, Junior is 26, Felix is 28.
WHERE Start at the bakery, work our way from there
WHY read: what

Every now and then, it was easy to forget what he really was. Not that it was a thought that ever left him, but an instinct you cold live through without acknowledging. Like breathing or walking or getting up in the mornings. His power was delicate and difficult to comprehend — not that Junior allowed himself to slack on maintaining control, oh no — which meant that he would be better off letting it rot while he lived his own simple life. His powers had nothing to do with who he was or what he was capable of. Even if sometimes it made things a little more convenient than not.

His day was like any other, just working in his bakery and considering what he would need to restock, where he would need to meet up on interviews for part-timers and everything in between. He wasn't worried about his status, not even with the quiet murmur of mutants on the rise in the area getting everyone into a tizzy; some poor teenager had grown into their genes in a way that was hard to ignore, and that left a sour taste in everyone's mouth. Even though his own mutant puberty hadn't been so noticeable, it had been a disaster nonetheless. It was more than enough reason to keep his head down through the panic and confusion, the gossip and sensationalization.

The store was empty at the moment, blinds pulled down in the harsh afternoon light leaving only the silhouette visible from the outside, and Junior still had some things to get done. Glancing at the door to make sure no one was coming in, he twisted his hand and the broom started its work across the floor. Dirty to clean. Maybe he could have pushed harder and forced the shop to clean itself but there was a sort of simplicity he enjoyed in watching the effect he could have, making it more mundane than awe-inspiring. Like this, he could pretend his power was something banal like telekinesis. He could certainly approximate plenty of different things if he thought long enough about what forces acted against each other; as long as nothing was accomplished in a true neutral fashion, Junior would usually mimic it.

And considering that for every action, there was a reaction, well... he had plenty of room to work with.

Glancing to the door once more, he quickly shoved the broom back into the corner with the wave of his hand and got back to tending the counter when he saw someone approaching. Easy, simple, nothing to worry about. Just another day. No indulgence here. Better to save the rest for after hours, probably. Maybe never. "Hey, uh, welcome. Anything I can get you?"

androit

WHO Junior (

androit), Kylo Ren (

derriphan)
WHAT Two brothers separated by fate, brought back together again by the same.
WHEN Uhhh, just pre-movie. During the search for Luke's map.
WHERE Finalizer, I think!
WHY because why not

After coming to blows with a contingent of Stormtroopers planetside, Junior hadn't really expected to wake up in one piece. Or wake up at all, that had always been a possibility. Despite the fact that he wasn't a fighter, he did dangerous things for the sake of his mother and the Resistance, or his father and their smuggling. There was always risk involved, a cost-benefit analysis that he tended to ignore in favor of being there for his family. It wasn't quite a conscious reaction to the Ben's abandonment fifteen years ago, but if someone poked at it, he couldn't well deny the possibility.

Everything involving Ben had a lot of complicated feelings surrounding it, after all.

His whole body ached, senses flaring out in pain before he could stop himself and, even if it was obvious he was awake by now, Junior kept his eyes closed and took stock before anything else. His back was a blazing sun of pain where he had taken a tonfa just barely shielded by his meager knowledge of using the Force to move and hold objects. The rest of him was a mass of pain and bruises but his back was probably the worst-off. Not a good scenario if he wanted to get back home anytime soon. Next, he reached out with his Force sense — one of two things that came naturally to him — and halted almost immediately for the presence sitting right above him.

Eyes shooting open, Junior found himself face-to-face with a hardened mask. One he had never seen before in person, but depictions and dreams were more than enough. "Ben?"

devilsinthedetails

WHO Cole Turner and Chris Halliwell
WHAT The sisters and Leo disappear under new identities at the end of season and stay gone, leaving Wyatt and Chris (and eventually their baby sister Melinda) to be raised by their grandfather Victor and their powers bound. Cole is pulled from the void with his powers intact and charged to watch over the kids as some sort of ghostlighter. Fast forward to the kids being in their late teens/early twenties, where they learn that they're the new Charmed Ones, Wyatt and Chris are whitelighters, and that they're stuck under Cole's now visible watchful eye.
WHEN uh, the future?
WHERE around
WHY because Leo has topped himself by being an even worse parent.

This was a mess. Cole knew the kids hated him after he had been trying to push them into training harder than he really should have been and alienated all three of them from him. Chris was the one he pushed farthest away just by him being so much like his incredibly stubborn mother. Things had gotten somewhat better after Cole's ingenious plan to summon Patty from beyond the grave so that she could not only teach her youngest grandson to channel his active power properly, but also teach all three of her grandchildren about being witches and what that meant. It didn't make Cole get back into everyone's good graces, but it settled things enough that everything went back to some level of normalcy around the house.

Wyatt and Melinda had some level of acceptance of magic forcing its way into their lives, but Chris still fought it and every time Chris left, Cole followed at a distance, letting him try to have some sort of life while keeping him safe from the magical forces that wanted him dead just for being one of the Charmed Ones. Eventually though, Cole had enough of this sulking around and trying to stupidly prove that he could have a normal life, so he dusted in where he sensed Chris to be and looked around. Oh good, he wasn't in public and was alone. That was always good.

"Alright, I think the two of us need to talk about some things and set down some ground rules from here on out," Cole started and immediately held up a hand. "Don't even think about orbing off because I can and will follow you through every realm and plane your orbs can reach, so let's just skip the part where you run off like a kid at least half your age, okay?"

aggrandize

WHO Chris Halliwell (

aggrandize) / Cole Turner (

devilsinthedetails)
WHAT Pacific Rim AU. Chris is the neurotic, traumatized would-be Jaeger pilot and Cole used to be the neural handshake test dummy for newbies on account of having a rare mental disorder. Then Chris came along.
WHEN uh ider the dates in PacRim. Sometime. It happens sometime.
WHERE SHATTERDOOOOME
WHY Leo why did you leave your family, Leo why did you leave your oldest son to go crazy, LEO WHY DIDN'T YOU TAKE GUARDIANSHIP OF YOUR YOUNGEST

This was just a formality, really. Their neural handshake had already gone smooth as could be when they were found out to be a compatible pairing. Chris had to keep telling himself that, because the stories he'd heard of other recruits trying to make sense of Cole Turner's mind while it split apart around them only made him wonder more and more what kind of fluke of nature had caused his compatibility. Maybe it was because he was broken inside, too, but that was too depressing a thought and he shoved it away.

Suited up and entering the test room, Chris took a deep breath to steel himself. This time was for real, for keeps, minds introduced to each other and pressed until they opened up and shared what needed to be in order to clear the air. There wasn't any room for surprises in a Jaeger; the kaiju weren't going to give anyone a moment's rest, so they had to be ready.

He could do this. He would do this. There was no other choice.

dragonaught

WHO Casey (

dragonaught) / Gabriel (

cozykindler)
WHAT Magicpunk/modern setting where a young human is courted by a dragon who believes the human is their one and only special person. Adorable dates ensue.
WHEN Casey is 21, Gabriel is ??? who knows with dragons, man...
WHERE Between a museum and a restaurant.
WHY because we're tired of s6 Leo being shit and wanted cute

The museum had been fantastic. Casey was still getting over how educated and charming Gabriel was, even in the midst of breathtaking art both magical and mundane, they just couldn't take their eyes off him the entire time. It was embarrassing, being caught more than once, but it was hard not to look and be in pleased wonder every time he was still there. This was real and it was all for Casey, and that was something they were going to cherish for a very long time. This was one of their first dates after the fateful party where they'd met and yet... walking down the road, hand-in-hand, making their way to dinner as the sun gave way to dazzling stars and galaxies residing beyond...

It felt only natural.

Thoughts going into far too sappy a direction, Casey raised their free hand and covered their mouth to prevent the smile trying to blossom. Oh, Gabriel was definitely going to think they were going too far, too fast, too swept off their feet. They had to be missing something somewhere. If they could just keep following the right steps a little while longer before Gabriel caught on to how clueless they were about all this, then... then maybe they could make it real. Fake it until you make it.

"I'm having fun," they said, more of a murmur considering their hand was still trying to stifle the smile. "I hope you are, too. Are you?"

ruinsprofessor

WHO Raine Sage

ruinsprofessor and Cain

insertdadjoke
WHAT an archaeologist finds herself a very old and very confused spirit. Sort of.
WHEN a year or so after the reuniting of the two worlds
WHERE initially, outside Asgard, in the Balacruf region
WHY Reasons. and ruins.

She'd been meaning to revisit Balacruf for a while now, really. There had been shifts, when the worlds reunited. Not many -- for the most part, Origin had handled it with grace -- but some things that had been hidden had been revealed. The reverse was true also, of course, but fortunately there hadn't been any loss of life, and no too great loss of property or history.

So: Balacruf. Genis and Lloyd were in Asgard for the moment, and Raine had taken a rheaird out to the Balacruf Mausoleum. The original ruins were still intact, thankfully, and Raine stepped through the passages with her mind nearly somewhere else entirely. The monsters had subsided, were barely a threat now, and she was free to ruminate as she went.

Something... something was off, pinging her sense for mana in a distant, distant way. Raine cut her review of the seal ruins short, returned to the entrance, frowning. Whatever it was, it wasn't earth-shattering, but neither could she lay a finger on what it was. Peculiar. She headed down the hill, seeking out the more newly revealed area; no one had yet dared venture in, and it was the primary reason she'd come out this far, in any case. It might hold history from before the splitting of the world, was one of the only places really likely to, and that was certainly worth investigating.

calumniate

WHO Diego Silva (

calumniate) and Noah (

demideific)
WHAT A demigod and a mob boss sometimes dabble in sadomasochism as stress relief
WHEN after a big plot event that fucks things up slightly
WHERE resistance headquarter
WHY insert blaming Leo here because it's forever his fault

It was absolute chaos. That was really all that could be said about what happened. The fallout was bad with them, though more people were shaken up than downright injured. Even then, there were still injuries and trying to settle things back to some level of normalcy for them in the desolate future they had to survive in. Diego took it all in stride, as he had to, since he was the only person who was smart enough to stand against the Terminals and the only one capable of actually leading if their group actually succeeded in changing the status quo.

Everyone came first in this time of need and he was dealing with taking care of his subordinates when he finally spotted Noah, wound up and stressed like the rest of his followers. Diego knew that taking care of Noah was top priority, not because he thought he couldn't deal with this, but because he was fully aware of what exactly Noah was and having him pushed to the brink would only make the demigod of a cure snap and get violent with those around him and Diego really didn't feel like cleaning up yet another mess alongside the current one he was already dealing with.

At the first moment he could, he passed his duties along to others that could carry the load and made sure he wouldn't be bothered for the rest of the day before he went to find Noah, which was easy enough knowing the demigod like he did. Not even looking to see if he was busy or not, he walked over to him and cleared his throat loudly. "Stop what you're doing and get your ass to my room," he rumbled in a tone that sounded a bit irritated but truly wasn't. "C'mon kid, we don't have all day, so get into gear and move it."

interradical

WHO Brian (

interradical) and Rowan (

antipodal)
WHAT Just two guys sharing time with each other. Nothing weird at all, no alien oddness whatsoever.
WHEN :iiam:
WHERE Brian's place.
WHY blame wankgate for something good for once.

Another day, another dollar, another evening spent at home. It was a familiar routine, recently being readjusted to the introduction of someone else in his life. That was new. More than new. It was exhilarating, even if Brian had no idea how it had happened. Whirlwind romances weren't his thing, but maybe he had never been looking in the right places. Rowan wasn't his perfect match or the kind of guy he dreamed about as a teen, but there was an undeniable attraction both in and out of the sheets. They just fit.

He'd only just returned home, but Rowan was already there. They'd given each other keys a while ago, just half a foot shy of actually moving in together, and Brian couldn't reasonably say he minded. Kept to himself pretty well, had a small circle of friends and a good reputation at work, but it was lonely at home more often than not. He was on the couch and removing his shoes when the smell hit him, revitalizing a tired mind ready to shut off for the night.

"Is that dinner already on the stove?" he called.

diplomaticat

WHO Alichi'ra Drakkha and O'danya Mitnu
WHAT miqo'te were not meant to stay in Coerthas for any extended period of time
WHEN post-2.56
WHERE Camp Dragonhead
WHY It's probably Leo's fault

Alichi'ra was not usually an impatient miqo'te, but staying in Camp Dragonhead was putting him on edge. It was partially his own natural dislike for crowded areas (as make Keeper of the Moon miqo'te did not do well in busy towns) and also because it was difficult to go out and see what was happening in the other three city-states. Between him and O'danya, he was the political one of the two and needed more information to see if there was anything that could be done about the Syndicate's complete control over Ul'dah.

Without that to help ease his thoughts, he turned to other distractions. He helped the blacksmiths and armorers churn out new weapons and armors for the House Fortemps soldiers, he wrote of the adventures both he and O'danya had together, and he helped trained the lancers who were currently stationed in Camp Dragonhead. Right now, he was working with the worst of the worst, trying to get them into shape for their fight against the dragons and Lady Iceheart's heretics.

"You all know that I am one of the two known as the Warrior of Light and that I am to be your trainer. Despite that, I am not to be held in higher regard than any of your other trainers," he started, lance in hand. While his clothes might be considered odd for armor, the legendary relic lance he carried was enough proof that he was meant to be standing in front of them. "I have been tasked with you as my students because I have been told that any lesser lancer would not be able to assist you, so I will train you up and you will prove to them that you are worthy to carry that lance in your hands and fight for your nation and your god."

blackascole

WHO Cole Turner (

blackascole) and Chris Halliwell (

chriscross)
WHAT dumb teenagers dealing with each other
WHEN fixed timeline, idk when exactly I'm too lazy to do math
WHERE the manor and other various places
WHY because this is probably Leo's fault

Things never seemed to go right in his life. His father murdered before his eyes when he was a child, his mother raising him as a demon and pushing him to become a mercenary, and then finally taking this job to find the weakness to get at the Charmed Ones. He had been forced to deal with the middle child of the oldest Charmed One since they were about the same age and no matter how hard he tried to keep his distance, he became friends with him and eventually, fell in love with him. This was what he was warned again, but yet he still did it because he couldn't help it.

Of course, things went from bad to worse with the revelation that he was a demon and that he had been sent to take out the sisters. For once though, things turned for the better. His mother was vanquished, he was free, and he had been taken in by one of the sisters to give him something resembling a normal human life. The downside was that Chris was still angry at him, feeling betrayed because he had originally used their friendship to try getting at his family.

Cole had talked to Paige about it a lot when they had their chats about things that were on his mind and helping him deal with both halves of himself. She knew her nephew far better than Cole could ever have the chance to in his short time as his friend and she had given him some advice as to how to deal with him and maybe try to start repairing their broken friendship. So one Friday afternoon after school, Cole decided to be a proper demon and attack the problem head on. With Kat, Tamara, and Henry Jr in tow, he headed over to the manor so that not could they hang out with their cousins, but so Cole had a reason to be there that wouldn't have him be kicked out of the house. After saying hello to Piper and Leo, Cole headed upstairs to look for Chris and when he found him, he crossed his arms and leaned against the doorway.

"So, I wanted to talk. About things. And maybe you could help me with my history homework," he said calmly. "You think you'd be okay with that or do you still want to toss me into a wall?"

misconceived

WHO Chris Halliwell (

misconceived), Cole Turner (

devilsinthedetails)
WHAT idk Hawk said we could
WHEN Sometime in early season six
WHERE Underworld, Cole's pimp lair
WHY this is all Leo's fault
WARNINGS Mind control???

This was definitely not how Chris expected his time in the past to go. Despite interference not only from Leo once he returned, Cole Turner was getting in the way to an extreme degree that Chris hadn't anticipated. In his own time, Cole was long gone and taken care of by Wyatt, dead just like anyone else. Here in the past, the half-demon was still kicking and on some unknown agenda that Chris had never bothered to really investigate as long as Cole kept his distance from little Wyatt.

That was turning out to be a mistake.

Now he was in the Underworld, bound up in a way he couldn't properly move and couldn't orb out and his nerves were already beginning to fray. With the way the sisters didn't quite know whether to trust him or not and his father already out for his blood, the chances of them putting a priority on Chris's rescue were uncertain. Whatever it was Cole planned to do with the Charmed Ones' whitelighter, he couldn't imagine it was pretty.

"Hey, are you just going to stand there all day?" he taunted. Never let it be said Chris wasn't a Halliwell, whether anyone knew it or not. Sitting and taking whatever this was just wouldn't do.

misconceived

WHO Chris Halliwell (

misconceived), Cole Turner (

devilsinthedetails)
WHAT An alternate ending to the story of a summoner and his summon. Or is this just the beginning?
WHEN During the fall when Chris is almost 20.
WHERE Lord Turner's estate.
WHY The Holy Order of Whitelighters just shouldn't be in charge of anything. Including having kids because Leo's a terrible dad.

There were a lot of things that paladins had to do as part of their duties to king and country. Maintaining the land and watching summoners were some of the most important, but they also needed to make peace with the lords, ladies and people of every corner of the kingdom to ensure their influence was spread wide as possible. One particular lord was extremely adamant about not allowing the Order of Whitelighters into his lands and it was becoming a common and tiring argument for the paladins to make a yearly appeal to allow them entrance.

However, this was Chris's first time being brought along for the useless mission. He had only this past summer been properly knighted after his expedited training ever since his fourteenth birthday, something people blamed on nepotism where Chris honestly blamed it on a guilty conscience pushing him too far in his training. Whatever the case, he was still considered a rookie by all the other full-fledged paladins and was still being stuck with the most menial of tasks while they hazed him for real. As if all those years of bending to their whims as a trainee wasn't enough. There was no room for him to complain, though, and he did the tasks set to him with no genuine bite behind them. This was all he was good for anymore, and he would at least make sure he could do it well enough to make Leo proud of his son in some meager way.

Knocking on the large ornate doors to the sitting room only briefly before allowing himself in, Chris announced himself easily. "Sir Wyatt," he said. "We've received missive from Sir Gideon that Lord Odin has signed himself if you have a moment to excuse yourself."

Without precedence, his attention was struggling to remain on Leo while he delivered the message. He couldn't help but let his eyes be drawn to the aggravated lord seated on the other end of the room. Something about him... something about him was commanding his full focus and it was making his gut crawl. Or were those butterflies? He had no idea what the feeling was, but all of a sudden it was as if the air was stolen from his lungs. What was going on?

devilsinthedetails

WHO Belthazor (

devilsinthedetails) and Chris Halliwell (

chriscross)
WHAT A summoner and his summon go on a quest to prove themselves, but end up saving the world instead.
WHEN After Chris's fourteenth birthday at some point
WHERE In a town along their path
WHY because Leo will always be the most terrible of fathers

It was going to be a good day to be traveling. Even early in the morning as it was, Belthazor could tell that it was going to be ideal conditions that wouldn't slow them down. They were at an inn, taking advantage of the rare times they were able to stop in a town and rest. Chris was still sleeping, though Belthazor was about to change that. Walking over to his master's bed, he reached down and poked his forehead gently, making sure to not scratch him with his claw.

"Summoner." Belthazor's mental 'voice' rang sharply through the link, using emotions and memories to convey his intent to Chris far better than his own made up sign language could. Besides, it was hard to make hand signals that a sleeping boy could read, thus poking and mental communication. Seeing that it wasn't quite working, Belthazor poked the summon sigil on Chris's abdomen none too gently. "Summoner, you need to wake up."

mysterzie

WHO "Aaron" (

mysterzie), Jason Marks (

blackjackofall)
WHAT Birthday surprise! ... and not just for the lucky kid, either.
WHEN December 15th, 2015.
WHERE Jason's rather lavish hotel room.
WHY Do I even need to say it?

For all that Jace was terrible at being in the right place at the right time, he did at least have a good sense of excellent hotel rooms. Last year and the year before had been foiled in catching Jace anywhere on this particular day, so Aaron decided this year to make sure to catch the guy sometime before midnight. He hadn't had anyone to really celebrate his birthday with for five years running, so of course he was wanting to do something with the one person who still talked to him.

But he wasn't here. Aaron was beginning to get frustrated with that. It wasn't as if Jace had holiday shopping to do or anything, so where could he be? Where could he consistently be that wasn't where he should have been? Whatever. Aaron would wait. As it was, he'd searched the suite thoroughly for any special decks lying around just in case, then settled for a mundane one and a small bottle of champagne from the minifridge before he spread out on the huge bed. Barefoot, sleeves rolled up and legs curled up under him, he was dealing out cards and picking them up, shuffling before he laid them out again.

If he timed it right, maybe it would look like he'd just gotten there when Jace arrived. That would be really cool.

mysterzie

WHO "Aaron" (

mysterzie), Jason Marks (

blackjackofall)
WHAT Meet ~~cute~~ little shit.
WHEN 2013.
WHERE Las Vegas, Nevada.
WHY ~~because Leo is a terrible father~~ what

Things were coming up red tonight. Color was better than none, and that philosophy was serving Aaron well. They weren't always hits, but the roulettes were hot and he had little doubt that it was thanks to the pretty ladies who insisted on blowing on his chips before he'd lay them down. Whether it was because they had a power or were just that lucky, he didn't care. It was fun. This face was a good one, respectable and handsome and adult and everything Aaron needed to be virtually invisible to have a good time.

Laughter and cries of despair were common, but Aaron was attracting quite the crowd. He wasn't cheating (not yet, anyway, the slots would come later) but it seemed like his run of luck wasn't going unnoticed. That was okay. If he started to get in trouble, he would just pop out and let the poor dealer sap deal with the aftermath. Aaron really didn't like dealers and that was what made it so easy to use their faces to get away with whatever he wanted.

"One more time?" he asked, a playful grin spread across his face while he lifted a chip to his shoulder. "I'm thinking... Red 14."

nerdfight

WHO Victor von Doom (

nerdfight) and Misha Hunt (

interspace)
WHAT In which science is done, a country is conquered, and Misha has to deal with a narcissistic asshole hellbent on revenge.
WHEN About a year after the sequel
WHERE Various places
WHY because fuck you Richards, that's why

It was something that had been bothering him for a while, a question that had been left unanswered and one that he was finally deciding to spend his time on now that he had to build up his resources and wait instead of attacking. Who was the girl who had appeared out of nowhere and integrated herself with his greatest enemies? She was an unknown variable, a puzzle to be solved, a threat to be destroyed. He needed to figure her out so he could properly dispose of her and move onto his real targets.

That would take time and research and since his last defeat, he'd take things slower so that he could do things properly. First, he watched from afar through cameras and finding videos of her exploits. Her flight was unnatural, something that couldn't be explained like how he and the others could be. Then, he had to take readings where he couldn't be caught. It was easy enough, send a small drone out to take the readings during a fight, with everyone distracted enough to not notice yet another spectator to the match. That was when he noticed it. He needed to study her in person, he had to know if the readings were correct.

So he set up a plan. A test run of his newly created Doombots would do nicely. Five points of attack to separate everyone so that he could grab the little insect like a flytrap, snatch her up in such a way that nobody could save her from his grasp. It was a beautiful day for an attack too, bright and sunny with no chance of rain. Donning his mask and outfit, Doom went out with his army of Doombots and waited on a skyscraper for his target to pass on the way to one company of his Doombots. When she arrived, he would be ready.

misconceived

WHO Chris Halliwell (

misconceived), Cole Turner (

devilsinthedetails).
WHAT Cole actually does fuck off during A Witches' Tail and goes on to be a successful lawyer in the Big Apple, vanquishing evil at is appears and saving innocents in the courtroom. Chris never fully died after Gideon stabbed him and now he lives in New York trying to balance being half-ghost with life in the big city until he can present himself to his family again.
WHEN Late 2005.
WHERE New York City, New York, USA.
WHY So Leo can be a slightly-less terrible dad for baby Chris.

This guy was really starting to piss Chris off. He had taken to shimmering only blocks away, close enough to sense but far enough that Chris couldn't hear where he had reappeared, and was practically leading him somewhere. It wasn't very cool considering the demon had already gotten away with killing two witches and seemed to be playing fun with his ghostly stalker before moving on to the third. Chris really wasn't planning on letting that happen.

He turned an alley and found himself surprised to see the demon was cornered by someone else now. How had anyone else gotten here so quickly and not tripped his magical/ghostly sense? Was this guy just some poor sap who had stumbled upon a demon making his meandering escape?

Chris stepped forward, waving his arm widely. "Hey, get out of here! It's not safe!" he called. It alerted the demon to his own presence, but hell if he was going to let an innocent get caught in this crossfire. No way, not after already losing two witches to this asshole.

misconceived

WHO Chris Halliwell (

misconceived), Cole Turner (

devilsinthedetails).
WHAT In a universe where Chris is the son of Phoebe and Cole, his father has had enough hints dropped to maybe piece things together. Now he's going to go prove it.
WHEN Sometime after 6x12: Prince Charmed.
WHERE Back room at P3.
WHY Because Leo would make a terrible father.

To say that Chris was exhausted would probably be an understatement. Oh, physically he was passing by just fine, but ever since the sisters had more or less evicted him from the manor, things had been going pretty harshly. He should have known they wouldn't believe him about Wyatt, yet he had hoped that perhaps could have squirmed around it. Messing with Piper's birthday man at the same time probably only made it worse. They had never really trusted him so he wasn't quite sure why it hurt him or surprised him so much, especially after so many months of living mired in their suspicion.

Either way, all that meant was that Chris was on his own on following his leads until he could get back into the girls' neutral graces again. That meant making careful steps and not expecting backup, which also meant he needed to take care of himself and make sure he could at least work without collapsing in the middle of meeting with any of his informants. Demons sure did love it when you bared your weak little throat like that to them.

With a quiet scoff to himself, Chris entered his room at P3, nothing more than a converted storage/office to hold a cot in it, then stopped utterly short when he noticed that he wasn't alone. Brief flashbacks of Bianca waiting for him stuttered through his mind, overlaying that image with his new intruder. "Cole?" he asked. "What are you doing here?"
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