dolemecknight (dolemecknight) wrote in marvel_nextgen,
@ 2013-05-02 15:38:00

Current location:	The MET, NYC
Current mood:	anxious
Entry tags:	derek woo, dolemeck, plot - "the nights tale"

Darkest Night
Derek and Dolemeck managed to get out of France before Venus and Bob had arrived to check on their adopted son, and before that insane woman from the Louvre made it to New York City, it appeared. Dolemeck was in awe at the sheer size of the museum before him. Never had he felt so small before! Now that he was properly dressed in a white dress shirt, black slacks, black work boots, and a black vest, Dolemeck looked over at Derek with a raised eyebrow.

"Do we just march in, or do we have to buy tickets, first? I doubt they will take us seriously if we tell them that a crazed woman is after a priceless artifact."

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	childofatlas 2013-05-02 06:21 pm UTC (link)
	"I'd say we go the subtle route instead of the 'lets possibly panic people and scare our target away' route. If there is a hint of a sword here, I'll bet that our crazy sword wielder will show up soon enough," Derek said quietly as he pulled out his wallet to pay for entrance. "Let's go find our evidence." (Reply to this)(Thread)

dolemecknight
2013-05-02 06:48 pm UTC (link)

"I suppose you are right... and thank you for covering my share." Dolemeck looked embarrassed as Derek paid for his ticket. But that embarrassment soon left as they began to travel about the first floor of the MET. It is said that you cannot see everything in a single day in this museum, so the two had to find the exhibit as quickly as possible.

After passing the Roman Gardens Exhibit, they finally came to the Arms and Armory Exhibit. It was massive! Armor and weapons dating back to almost the start of time. For Dolemeck, his eyes just went wide as he realized this exhibit was probably the size of a football field or more.

"This... shall be challenging." He said, walking towards some German armor from the fourteenth century. As Dolemeck walked down the line of armor, he finally came to a glass display housing a tabard from England. His body started to tremble, eyes widening, and his heart racing as he saw this tabard. Before Derek knew it, Dolemeck had collapsed down to the ground before the tabard, clutching his head with his bandaged hand.

The darkness in his mind was finally receding like the waves of a the ocean at the shore. All of those images that have plagued him since he got his human body were starting to finally make sense. they were finally beginning to connect... and he could not take it.

"This is... no...."

	nextgen_baddie 2013-05-03 02:48 am UTC (link)
	"Hell, you bunch again!" Lady Phyffe is aghast at her luck in this. Twice in a row, and it's these two again! At least this time she didn't have to worry about the scrawny one. So there's a smirk. "Well, looks like your jumping friend has already given up. I suggest you do the same, boy." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	childofatlas 2013-05-03 04:12 am UTC (link)
	Derek gets up to put himself between the two when Dolemeck speaks. And while it sounds...familiar, he can't place just what the hell it sounds like. And the confusion deepened when Dolemeck busted the glass on a case and drew a sword like a practiced pro. "Dolemeck? What's going on?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nextgen_baddie 2013-05-03 04:17 am UTC (link)
	"Oh yes, very tough of you, but lets see just how good you are with it," Phyffe hissed as her goons, who had been hidden among the crowd, began to move on one of the exhibits, a large book of history hand-written by monks from Ripon Monastery. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	childofatlas 2013-05-03 04:34 am UTC (link)
	Derek was not at all used to his cousin acting this way. At all. But it was clear to Derek Dolemeck had this under control. So the headband was slipped on and he turned towards the goons. "Okay mooks...guess what? You have a choice in this matter: you give up now or you give up after I've beaten you several times over. What sounds good to you?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nextgen_baddie 2013-05-03 05:42 pm UTC (link)
	"This-" Parry away at the attacks, but she still gets pushed back. "Isn't-" The frustration is extremely visible on her face. "Possible!" And with that, she launches a desperate swing, one that put all her strength behind it but leaves her very open to a disarm. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	childofatlas 2013-05-04 11:17 pm UTC (link)
	Two more of the goons go down real quick when Derek hears Dolemeck speak in...well, not the normal tones he normally does but something much closer to what Derek was used to. "Hey, Dole, you back to normal?" Derek called as he grabbed the last one by the scruff of his shirt and lifted him off the ground. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nextgen_baddie 2013-05-05 01:03 am UTC (link)
	By the time the smoke clears, Lady Phyffe and the goons are gone. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	childofatlas 2013-05-05 01:30 am UTC (link)
	"...ummmm...Dolemeck?" That's all he's able to get before the teleporting out. "Okay, not good man...um...he does that?" That's all Derek says before he rockets out of the MET at full speed, trying to figure out where Derek might have gone. Since they were in New York, Derek could probably guess that Dolemeck was at his apartment. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	childofatlas 2013-05-05 04:24 am UTC (link)
	"Uhhhh..." Derek lets his presence be known, even if it is in such an awkward way. But he has never once seen Dolemeck this way at all. And Derek knew Dolemeck knew the rules for them being on the surface they way they were. Stealing an 13th century iron sword from the Metropolitan Museum of Art wouldn't have been part of the deal. "You okay?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	childofatlas 2013-05-06 01:10 am UTC (link)
	Aaaaand Dolemeck will get a weird look. Between the ranting and raving and the discussing in another language, it's a bit overwhelming to Derek. "Dude, you have to slow down. A lot. What the hell do you mean Camelot? What do you mean King, man? You have to slow down and try again." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dolemecknight 2013-05-06 01:27 am UTC (link)
	"My name is Dolemeck Night..." he sniffled, still having a very hard time getting his crying under control. "Son of Ackley and Carling Night. Brother to Charles and Dayton Night. Fledging Knight to King Arthur, his Queen Gwenevere, and Princess Leigh." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	childofatlas 2013-05-06 04:02 am UTC (link)
	What. What. The the hell? "Wait...you...you remember? You were a knight? As in a Knight of the Round Freaking Table?" Derek doesn't quite know how to react. Not at first. Then comes the smile. "That. Is. AWESOME!" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	childofatlas 2013-05-09 05:10 am UTC (link)
	"It looked like Crazy Lady was going after a manuscript. I'd say we return the sword here, and Very Nicely ask to see what it says." Very Nicely will probably mean a several million dollar grant for the museum, but it would be worth it. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	childofatlas 2013-05-09 05:23 am UTC (link)
	"You would think that Spanish would be more helpful, but nooooooo French itself has to be difficult," Derek mutters just loudly enough for Dolemeck to know. "And that wasn't my fault! I had to go and was in a rush!" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	childofatlas 2013-05-10 03:15 am UTC (link)
	"Then it's a really good thing I'm not of age...and that I don't know French," Derek half-muttered in response to Dolemeck. "Do you have it translated yet?" There will be bored pacing. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	childofatlas 2013-05-12 05:32 am UTC (link)
	"Yeesh. That sounds down-right embarrassing." Derek then thinks about what was just said. "Computers also don't tend to steal priceless swords from museums, too, but I suppose I'll have to deal." This was said with gentle prodding. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dolemecknight 2013-05-12 05:42 am UTC (link)
	"Do not anger me, Derek. It is taking everything within my power to not have another break down. I am still hurting in ways you can only imagine." Dolemeck spoke in a matter of fact tone as he finally closed the book up and placed it back in the display. "We need to head to Spain. The last sword will be found there." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	childofatlas 2013-05-12 06:20 pm UTC (link)
	Derek frowns a bit. He didn't mean that at all, but it just came out more flippant than he intended. "I-I'm sorry, man. I didn't mean it like that. I'm just-" He would have continued rambling, but he heard where they needed to be. "Okay. Good. And we have the advantage. We need to get going." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dolemecknight 2013-05-12 06:30 pm UTC (link)
	"Aye, that we must." Dolemeck spoke quietly, walking out of the room before Derek. He was unsure of how to feel right now. His main focus was to stop that women, save the sword... and then what? Probably find a dark space to curl up in for a few days. "I hate Spain." He muttered under his breath as he continued to walk. (Reply to this)(Parent)