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Evie Walters - Firefly ([info]flieswithfire) wrote in [info]marvel_nextgen,
@ 2012-02-19 17:12:00


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Entry tags:awesome andrea, inactive - evie walters, team - fantastic four, vincent vernard

Boredom breeds bravery.
She'd been there a couple days now, tucked away in 'her room'. Food had been brought for her and Andrea-robot and touchy-Vincent had both tried to engage her in conversation, but she had nothing to talk about. All she wanted to know was when she'd be able to leave and why they kept saying she was related to someone she wasn't. They'd also told her she was free to 'move about the building' as she wanted, something she wasn't so sure about.

But, after the second day in the room, she'd gotten curious. Opening the door, she waited for alarms to sound, or feet to come rushing to put her back in. Nothing. Peeking her head around the frame, she saw no one, heard no one. Which made her a little braver; pushing the door flat open and standing there expectantly. Nope. Nothing. Well. We'd see about that. Taking a decisive step out of the room, she stuck her chin out, picking a direction to at random and marching down it.

She came to a room, one with couches and wide glass windows. Going over to one of the windows, she stood with her hands pressed against it, looking out at the city below her. So busy, like little ants. With the insulation of the building she couldn't hear the cacophony below, but she remembered it from her brief flight over. Busy, loud and chaotic. There didn't seem to be any order or regulations to anything they did. It was somewhat frightening, but also something that piqued her curiosity; nudging at memories long buried and locked away.



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[info]quitethecharmer
2012-03-11 10:46 pm UTC (link)
Vincent thinks for a moment. The girl seems so.. logic-driven.

"It's also excellent development of hand-eye coordination, and an enjoyable source of cardiovascular and aerobic exercise."

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[info]flieswithfire
2012-03-11 10:49 pm UTC (link)
"Doesn't look fun." Back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. The activity seemed to serve little purpose.

Looking over at Vincent, she raised a brow. "I don't need to 'throw' anything." She emphasized her point by nodding her chin at one pair of frisbee flingers, making the frisbee divert sharply away from its course, sailing off to land nowhere near its intended target.

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[info]quitethecharmer
2012-03-11 10:51 pm UTC (link)
Vincent's back stiffens slightly. "A very wise man taught me while I was growing up that having powers does not make one powerful. There's a lot of value in cultivating skills normally."

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[info]awesome_andrea
2012-03-11 11:02 pm UTC (link)
Well, this was becoming awkward. She tried a different track. "What do you do for fun, Evie?"

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[info]flieswithfire
2012-03-11 11:04 pm UTC (link)
Having the freedom to use her abilities was a novelty, and if she wanted to use them, she would, dammit. Turning back to Andrea, she shrugged. "We didn't have fun. But they let me play my music."

Her music wasn't 'fun'. It was her joy.

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[info]quitethecharmer
2012-03-12 05:17 am UTC (link)
Ah, a safer topic, perhaps.

"What instrument did you play, Evie?"

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[info]awesome_andrea
2012-03-12 09:49 pm UTC (link)
"You play?" Andrea asked. "How wonderful! I play the accordion, myself."

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[info]flieswithfire
2012-03-12 09:51 pm UTC (link)
This was a topic she actually enjoyed dipping into. "Piano, guitar and violin. I prefer violin."

It was the smaller of the instruments, and one she'd been allowed to play in her room, as long as the guard or scientist monitoring her at the time was partial to it.

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[info]quitethecharmer
2012-03-13 09:21 pm UTC (link)
"All very robust and refined instruments, albeit the middle one has been a bit co-opted." Vincent nods.

"We'd love to hear you play sometime."

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[info]awesome_andrea
2012-03-13 09:30 pm UTC (link)
"That would be wonderful," Andrea agreed.

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[info]flieswithfire
2012-03-13 09:35 pm UTC (link)
"Don't have any instruments." And she missed them. She found the tips of her fingers tingled when she had an urge to play, her left hand almost able to feel the quiver of the strings as she held them in place.

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[info]quitethecharmer
2012-03-13 09:59 pm UTC (link)
"That is easily remedied. I have a serviceable violin, and a guitar that has probably collected some dust, but should still be in good shape." The former was good exercise for spell-casting gestures, the latter had been a three week phase to impress a few girls.

"And I'd be happy to help you purchase your own, if you don't like the feel of the ones we have on hand."

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[info]awesome_andrea
2012-03-13 10:20 pm UTC (link)
"Vincent has abandoned many pursuits," Andrea explained. "Fortunately, we have much storage."

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[info]flieswithfire
2012-03-13 10:26 pm UTC (link)
"You do?" Cue one look of intense interest from Evie. The idea of being able to play again... it brought her a sense of peace and pleasure.

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[info]quitethecharmer
2012-03-18 09:45 pm UTC (link)
"In case it escaped your notice," Vincent smirks, bowing slightly. "We're Fantastic."

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[info]awesome_andrea
2012-03-18 09:47 pm UTC (link)
Face meet hand protocol engaged.

"...If you'll forgive Vincent his puns, you will find we are usually quite prepared for whatever might come up."

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[info]flieswithfire
2012-03-18 10:01 pm UTC (link)
The pun went over Evie's head, having not actually been told of the team name for the Baxter Building inhabitants. "Like what?"

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[info]quitethecharmer
2012-03-20 09:23 pm UTC (link)
"Invading ravagers from the Negative Zone, Subterranea, and/or the Microverse are the most common things we deal with, along with the occasional tantrum by..." He tenses. "..my father, or sometimes Namor." Vincent shrugs.

"We help people. We save them when we find them in danger, and we work on ways to make the world better."

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[info]awesome_andrea
2012-03-20 09:31 pm UTC (link)
"We are super-heroes," Andrea said. "Though Imaginauts also works fairly well."

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[info]flieswithfire
2012-03-20 11:31 pm UTC (link)
"Okay..." Helping people. She supposed that was better than the alternative, but she still didn't know what she was supposed to do with or for them.

She wondered if she should take this opportunity to flee, though she wasn't sure where she'd go if she did.

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[info]awesome_andrea
2012-03-25 06:00 pm UTC (link)
"Evie?" Andrea asked. "Are you all right?" The girl had looked slightly agitated for a moment.

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[info]flieswithfire
2012-03-25 06:05 pm UTC (link)
"How--" She looked over at Andrea, chewing her lip. "How long am I staying? What do I do?"

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[info]quitethecharmer
2012-03-25 06:07 pm UTC (link)
Vincent tilts his head, then gives her a smile. "You stay as long as you want, and you do whatever you want that doesn't hurt anyone or make Kristoff have to give you a lecture. That last part is harder to avoid, but you get used to it."

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[info]awesome_andrea
2012-03-25 08:16 pm UTC (link)
"Precisely," Andrea said. "We have no wish to run your life."

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[info]flieswithfire
2012-03-25 10:05 pm UTC (link)
"But... what do I do?" That was a very important question for her. What was she supposed to do in that ever-so-tall building. Sitting around watching them was fine for now, but in a week? Two? She was fine, and she needed to do more than look at walls. She was free, but she still felt confined.

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(no subject) - [info]quitethecharmer, 2012-03-28 09:54 pm UTC
(no subject) - [info]awesome_andrea, 2012-03-29 12:52 am UTC
(no subject) - [info]flieswithfire, 2012-03-29 02:47 am UTC

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