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slayers_desire) wrote2015-01-07 02:41 pm
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Dinner with Maloker ((group thread))
Some may consider that all the 'Big Guns' that April has called together is overkill … but not really, not when it comes to the fact that many great minds are needed to find a way to prevent The Three (Discord, Disharmony and Cacophony) from their evil plans.
And the Big Guns are needed... when they have no idea where to start looking for The Three.
When other Keys (such as Dawn Summers) are being drained of their existence.
When the clock is still ticking on Lorne... and his battle with his disease.
Invitations were extended to Clark Kent/Superman; Harry Dresden; Sheriff Bigby Wolf; Edward Elric; Cipher Nine; and of course Spike, Angel, Buffy, Willow and Wes.
April is waiting in the planning room, for each person to arrive, going through some books as she does. For many... this will be a familiar encounter, as they had to come to fight together before. But there will be some new faces. And new ideas.
((forgot a posting order. Since multiple characters, Kat/Ael/ me))
And the Big Guns are needed... when they have no idea where to start looking for The Three.
When other Keys (such as Dawn Summers) are being drained of their existence.
When the clock is still ticking on Lorne... and his battle with his disease.
Invitations were extended to Clark Kent/Superman; Harry Dresden; Sheriff Bigby Wolf; Edward Elric; Cipher Nine; and of course Spike, Angel, Buffy, Willow and Wes.
April is waiting in the planning room, for each person to arrive, going through some books as she does. For many... this will be a familiar encounter, as they had to come to fight together before. But there will be some new faces. And new ideas.
((forgot a posting order. Since multiple characters, Kat/Ael/ me))
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She looks like Drusilla. Spike swears. "No way. Why didn't anyone tell me."
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"Don't think I can do it." Spike hisses at Ed. "I ain't going with her. And I ain't going to have her show my secrets."
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Harry tries not to look too creeped out by Atropos. Bigby ignores the weirdness, swishing his tail from side to side as he ambles up towards the cave.
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Atropos is humming to herself right now. The inside of the cave is pretty dark, even for those with special vision.
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Cipher Nine follows on Ed's heels, eyes narrowing to glowing red slivers as they step into the darkness. "It was too dark to see last time, too," he observes quietly, while Ed reaches for his flashlight and clicks it on, sweeping it around them to hopefully get a look at their surroundings.
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Bigby has no trouble whatsoever seeing in the dark, under normal circumstances. Clark doesn't have night vision, but he does have other senses to make up the difference.
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A torch is lit. And she smiles at them. "To pass deep into the caves, where the secret of the Bat is hidden, you must all give a secret first."
There is a wooden door behind her. "Who is first?"
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Upon arriving at the door and hearing what they have to do to get through, Cipher Nine has only one question, asked only for the sake of clarity and making sure the Rules are completely understood. "Tell it only to you, or to everyone?"
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"However, the more honest you are, the less doors we will have to open."
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Harry nods in agreement, but for the opposite reason. He does not want to admit to Lasciel's presence, not in this situation with all these people.
Bigby rolls his eyes. "Fine, whatever. I'll go first. The reason I live in Fabletown isn't really because I care about the other Fables, not at first anyway. I'm there because of Snow White. Ever since I first smelled her, I've never been able to lose track of her."
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Some of these pictures are those that April herself doesn't have.
They are living pictures too. The baby giggles and coos. The child is whimpering, trying to find a safe hiding spot from demons. The youth is a young teen April, who is trying to find her way in the Buffyverse, after spending her childhood in Quo'Toth. The adulthood includes her relationship with Clark, and of course becoming a mother (without showing the actual births).
There are voices coming from each picture too. Voices that belong to April, but are also hushed whispers of other people.
Atropos comes upon another door, after they have walked for 15-minutes.
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But they are all of her inner darkness. The infant crying in blood hunger, not understanding why. The child taking her first kill, crying out of fear. The young April staking her mother in the heart. The blood thirst that Clark had to deal with a few times.
And in every picture, there is almost invisible bat wings shrouding April. The whispers get darker and darker. With sudden cries of pain and anguish.
Atropos gets to another door. And waits.
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By contrast, Ed's getting increasingly more tense as they proceed down this corridor. It's not the images that are bothering him, but the sounds of pain and anguish coming from the voices. As they reach the door, his tension definitely increases. He has only one real secret that he's still keeping, and he's still concerned that revealing it will mess up the Kent family's timeline. So when they get to the door, he remains silent for the time being.
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