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ng_murderworld ([info]ng_murderworld) wrote in [info]marvel_nextgen,
@ 2010-01-25 18:42:00


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Current location:New Orleans, LA
Current mood: amused
Entry tags:antaeus, argo, inactive - alisa lebeau, inactive - entienne lebeau, inactive - lyta braddock-worthington, lady devil, nicholas salem, perenawska, plot-"welcome to murderworld", team - champions

It's the Greatest Show on Earth!
The van that turned down the street in front of the Champion's home looked like any other brown delivery truck. Black and gold letters painting it's side and a man in a uniform consisting of a hat, button-up shirt and shorts the same drab color of his van looking as bored as one could with his job. The van stopped just short of the former night club's entrance. The delivery driver turned around in his seat and rummaged around for the small package he had for the inhabitants.

Hopping out of his van, 10x10 box tucked under his arm, he headed to the door and rapped on it three times. Not waiting for an answer - there was no signature confirmation requested - he set it on the top step and went back to his van, signed off on his clipboard and started the vehicle up.

By the time the door to the old club opened, he was already driving away to carry on with the rest of his deliveries.

The brown cardboard box, ten inches by exactly ten inches was addressed to The Most Worthy 'Champion' and weighed perhaps three pounds at the most. There was no return address.



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[info]lytaworthington
2010-01-31 10:09 pm UTC (link)
Lyta nodded, "Understandable. But I'm not just going to sit here and wait why you try and fix this. You're injured and I won't have you be going out there by yourself."

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[info]temperence
2010-01-31 10:12 pm UTC (link)
"D-dat's true..." She sighed, shaking her head. "When... when ah was in mah... section o' dis place... ah realized sumt'ing. Non everyone gonna be dere... to 'elp me. It's time... ah started ta 'elp mahself, an' others. Mais, enough o' d-dat... de box dat was in m-mah room... it felt like a power source... l-like a fuse box. It also 'ad parts... dat be water resistant... so ah t'ink... it's outside..."

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[info]lytaworthington
2010-01-31 10:39 pm UTC (link)
Lyta picked her up. "Then's let go outside than," she flew them outside, looking for the fusebox.

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