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


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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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[info]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.

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[info]dolemecknight
2013-05-10 05:48 pm UTC (link)
"It is also really good that you did not have a mentor who was known more for his women than his sword... and who was so drunk on mead that he forgot you were just a boy when making such an offer." Dolemeck muttered as he continued flipping through the pages. "Also, I am not a computer at Atlas, I am somewhat human and translation takes time. Patience is a virtue, Derek."

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[info]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.

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[info]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."

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[info]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."

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[info]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.

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