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slayers_desire ([personal profile] slayers_desire) wrote2012-12-27 08:09 pm
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trying to make the pieces fit ((Buffyverse plot))

There was a small gathering of people in the room, doing things that might seem normal. Drinking coffee. Reading a book. Checking sites on the computer. Talking with their neighbor.

But this wasn't a normal day. And despite appearances, these people were all preparing to help save their world.

Most of the 'Scoobies' were here... Xander, Connor, Wes, Lorne, Spike and even Willow had come down for the event. There were others there too... Victor Allen, Clark Kent and Edward Elric.

They were all here to figure out how to create a new Seed. They already had a few clues to go on... but there were still a lot to discuss.

The most recent revelation came after Illyria had deceived the group, and put Clark and April right into the heart of the White Room. Where their memories were taken from them. They had fought free... and now April was more determined than ever to find a way to save her world.

((posting order: April, Clark, Victor, Ed))
fmalchemist160: (✒ Alchemy)

[personal profile] fmalchemist160 2013-01-11 07:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'll help with the rebuilding any way I can, too," Ed agrees with a smile. "We Alchemists do that kind of thing all the time, helping out with repairs and such."

He watches Victor's hedgehog with a tiny smile for a moment, then asks her, "You thought of a name for him yet?"
kalel_ofkrypton: (Adorable smile)

[personal profile] kalel_ofkrypton 2013-01-11 07:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Clark laughs a little too. "Well, don't look at me."
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[personal profile] victormakesart 2013-01-11 08:12 pm (UTC)(link)
She flips through songs in the internal jukebox that is her brain and decides on unconventional.

Her voice is a soft croon and if you can imagine her putting her girls to bed with this lullaby, it's for a reason (skipping a verse or two).

"There's a monster that lives 'neath your bed.
Oh for crying out loud it's a futon on the floor,
he must be flat as a board

There's a creature that lurks behind the door,
though I've checked there fifteen times
when I leave then he arrives
every night.

Tell the monster that lives 'neath your bed
to go somewhere else instead
or you'll kick him in the head

Tell the creature that lurks behind the door
if he knows what's good he won't come here no more
'cause you're kicking his butt at the count of four.

Goodnight demon slayer, goodnight.
Now it's time to close your tired eyes.
There are devils to slay and dragons to ride,
if they see you coming, oh they better hide.

Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight.
Goodnight my little slayer goodnight.

Tell the monster that eats children, that you taste bad
and you're sure you'd be the worst he's ever had.
If he eats you, don't you fret, just cut him open with an axe.
Don't regret it, he deserved it, he's a cad.

Tell the harpies that land on your bed post
that at the count of five you'll roast them alive.
Tell the devil it's time you gave him his due
he should go back to hell, he should shake in his shoes
'cause the mightiest, scariest, creature is you.

Goodnight demon slayer, goodnight.
Now it's time to close your tired eyes.
There's devils to slay and dragons to ride,
if they see you coming, oh they better hide.

Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight.
Goodnight my little slayer goodnight.

I won't tell you, there's nothing 'neath your bed.
I won't sell you, that it's all in your head.
This world of ours is not as it seems;
the monsters are real but they're not in your dreams.
Learn what you can from the beasts you defeat,
you'll need it for some of the people you meet.

Goodnight demon slayer, goodnight.
Now its time to close your tired eyes.
There are devils to slay and dragons to ride,
if they see you coming, oh they better hide.

Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight.
Goodnight my little slayer goodnight.

Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight.
Goodnight."
Edited 2013-01-11 20:12 (UTC)
fmalchemist160: (:D!)

OMG VOLTAIRE! I LOVE YOU.

[personal profile] fmalchemist160 2013-01-11 08:18 pm (UTC)(link)
As soon as Victor starts singing the song, Ed starts laughing and has to resist the urge to start singing along with her. "Goodnight, Demon Slayer" isn't his favourite Voltaire song, but he still loves it. Once she finishes, he's the first to start applauding.

Then he clears his throat a bit and says, "Uh, you know, I tend to get a bit of performance anxiety about this kind of thing, but... you know what? I'm in a really good mood right now, and I don't really care. So I'll sing something for you guys too. If you want."
kalel_ofkrypton: (Relaxing at home)

[personal profile] kalel_ofkrypton 2013-01-11 08:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Clark isn't sure if April wants this conversation to be private or not, so he stands nearby, turned towards them a little as he watches the others with Lorne. It's been a stressful day, and just being able to stop and unwind has great value right now.
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[personal profile] victormakesart 2013-01-11 08:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Victor totally wants to hear him sing, too, so she nods emphatically. Hedgehog running circles on the table.

"Oh! You asked before... haven't named him yet, I'll let the kids do that. I'm not really an animal person as such. I'm a robot person."
fmalchemist160: (Relaxed)

[personal profile] fmalchemist160 2013-01-11 08:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Ed's a bit surprised by the hug from Lorne, but he returns it, and adds, "If... you want to read me while I sing, I'm okay with that too."

Then clears his throat again and takes a few deep breaths, wavering a bit on what he's going to sing before he decides to go for the most... telling choice of song.

A few more deep breaths, and he starts to sing his and Al's leitmotif:

"How can I repay you, Brother-mine?
How can I expect you to forgive?
Clinging to the past, I shed our blood
And shattered your chance to live

Though I knew the Laws, I paid no heed
How can I return your wasted breath?
What I did not know has cost you dear
For there is no cure for death

Beautiful Mother, soft and sweet!
Once you were gone, we were not complete
Back through the years, we reached for you
Alas, 'twas not meant to be!

And how can I make amends
For all that I took from you?
I led you with hopeless dreams
My Brother, I was a fool

Don't cry for the past, now, Brother-mine
Neither you nor I are free from blame
Nothing can erase the things we did
For the path we took was the same

How could I expect to call you wrong?
How could you be blamed for what we've done?
Both of us were fools in our desires
As we flew too close to the Sun

Beautiful Mother, soft and sweet!
Once you were gone, we were not complete
Back through the years, we reached for you
Alas, 'twas not meant to be!

My dreams made me blind and mute
I longed to return to that time
I followed without a word
My Brother, the fault is mine!

So where do we go from here?
And how to forget and forgive?
What's gone is forever lost
Now all we can do is live...
"

Ed's got a decent singing voice on the high end of the tenor range, and this song... it's one of the few he can sing with genuine passion and emotion. It's his and Al's song, after all; and while he doesn't feel quite right singing Al's half of it, he does so anyway, because the song just isn't complete without both of their parts.

((The video I linked is missing the verse that begins with 'How could I expect to call you wrong?', but that verse has the same melody as the one before it. Also, the singer in the video is Ed's voice actor Vic Mignogna, so that's what Ed's singing voice actually sounds like :).))
kalel_ofkrypton: (Watching the sun)

[personal profile] kalel_ofkrypton 2013-01-11 09:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Clark edges a little closer to the doorway, catching some of the sunbeams. He doesn't technically need it right now, but the warmth of sunlight is comforting and relaxing, and that's doing him a world of good.

"She might not have been able to answer your questions anyway," he says to April, and he's a bit regretful about that. He's gotten the chance to spend time with clones of both his birth parents, even just for a short amount of time. Drusilla was broken, and not a good mother by any means, but he still wishes April had at least had the chance.
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[personal profile] victormakesart 2013-01-11 09:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"Woah, dude. That was awesome! And sad." She nudges his shoulder with her head, briefly, then sits up straight again.
fmalchemist160: (☀ Alphonse: Tacklehug)

[personal profile] fmalchemist160 2013-01-11 09:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Ed grins and laughs a little. "Thanks... That song's, uh... actually about me and my little brother, Alphonse. First half of it was mine, second half was his." He gives her a bit of a lopsided smile and notes, "You're a Voltaire fan, huh?"
kalel_ofkrypton: (April and Clark)

[personal profile] kalel_ofkrypton 2013-01-11 09:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"You've never been 'just' anything," Clark tells her, reaching out across the bond, like he's making sure it's still there so he can reach her. "Drusilla never got to know that. But maybe in a way, now she does."
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[personal profile] victormakesart 2013-01-11 09:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, I was involved in the scene for a while. I love Voltaire." She gets up (a bit shyly), offers Ed her hand. "C'mon, one more song?"
fmalchemist160: (Mildly uncomfortable)

[personal profile] fmalchemist160 2013-01-11 09:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"Voltaire's awesome," Ed agrees. He grins, the expression a bit sheepish, his face a bit red, and accepts her hand. "Okay... can't guarantee I'll know the words though." Aside from Voltaire, Ed mostly listens to a lot of rock and metal, especially the symphonic sub-genre—which, to him, is kind of like a mix between the kind of music he grew up listening to (classical) and his two favourite Tau'ri music genres... a little bit of the old and familiar mixed with a bit of the new and awesome.
kalel_ofkrypton: (Black Blur: Love)

[personal profile] kalel_ofkrypton 2013-01-11 09:52 pm (UTC)(link)
I love you too. The one thing I want more than anything is that you be happy.
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[personal profile] victormakesart 2013-01-12 12:26 am (UTC)(link)
"We can stumble through together." She gives his hand a gentle squeeze, then leads the way up onto stage. She has to take the stairs kind of slow, but there you have it.
fmalchemist160: (Smiling)

[personal profile] fmalchemist160 2013-01-12 12:29 am (UTC)(link)
Ed chuckles again, squeezes back, and follows her lead, not minding the fact that she has to take the stairs slowly. He decides to help her up the stairs a bit, in fact.