Vincent Amorason (quitethecharmer) wrote in marvel_nextgen,
@ 2013-05-28 20:35:00

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The Hero-ver Part 1 - Amsterdam Morning
"Oh... oh goodness that must have been a bad idea.." Vincent Vernard wakes up on the floor of probably the best suite of an upscale hotel... somewhere. He can see the sky outside-- oh looking towards the light is a mistake. He winces and groans, facing away from the windows and trying to get the lay of where he is. He's next to a king-size bed, and can see out into a living room.

He's not alone.

He sits up and looks back onto the bed. Oh... very not alone.

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	son_of_hercules 2013-05-30 12:14 am UTC (link)
	"I find this all very confusing!" Argo boomed, as he followed after Vincent, taking the stairs on his long legs. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dolemecknight 2013-05-30 12:32 am UTC (link)
	Dolemeck tried not to trip on his own tow feet as he rushed down the stairs, barefoot and in an utter panic. He was normally so straight laced and now... he had no clue what was going on! He could barely tell up from down at this point as he followed Argo and Vincent like some lost puppy dog. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

quitethecharmer
2013-05-30 12:33 pm UTC (link)

They can hear the distant cries of the guards breaking down a door as they hurtle down towards the lobby, having to cut through part of the kitchen to get to it (seriously, what is it with nice hotels? They assume nobody wants to take the stairs ever?). They head for the front door, only for Vincent to be waved down by a valet.

"Ah, Mister Vernard. Kept it close by, just like you asked." He holds up a set of keys. "Would you like me to send someo--"

Vincent snatches the keys as he runs by. "I'll be back with a tip later, I promise!" The trio continues heading towards the parking garage, as Vincent just mutters to himself. "I've got a car? Apparently I've got a car now..."

It takes some frantic searching of the garage, hitting the button on the keychain until the beeping leads them to.

"Oh... oh I most definitely have a car
."

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dolemecknight
2013-05-30 12:46 pm UTC (link)

"That... looks expensive." Dolemeck stared in awe at the car. his feet were already starting to hurt from not having any shoes on, but this... kinda distracted him from that. "How will Argo fit in this car. He's too... massive! and in every sense of the bloody word!"

He groaned, placing his hands over his face. "This HAS to be a nightmare. This has to be a bloody nightmare. I will wake up, Derek will be asking me what I wish to do for breakfast, go to my appointment with Doctor Samson, and then I will read my books in the living room like any other day."

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	son_of_hercules 2013-05-30 10:07 pm UTC (link)
	Argo just shook his head. "I will never understand the mortal obsession with cars." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dolemecknight 2013-05-30 10:17 pm UTC (link)
	"My cousin Derek says it has to do with men who have a small manhood." Dolemeck grinned, folding his arms over his chest. "Me, I prefer a good horse to these... cars. Though sadly, they are frowned upon on city streets in this era." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	son_of_hercules 2013-05-30 11:29 pm UTC (link)
	"Still," Argo said, "we should probably take it. It will make our escape faster." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

quitethecharmer
2013-05-31 06:30 pm UTC (link)

"Indeed. No way I'm leaving this thing behind..." Vincent opens both doors on the driver's side. Dolemeck, sit behind me. Argo, just put the passenger seat back as far as it will go without damaging it. We'll have to make do.

And for the record, automotive engineering is as much an art as any other science. This machine is a thing of beauty."

Every so often, Kristoff and Storm's influences on Vincent overlap. He gets into the driver's seat and starts the engine. It roars obediently.

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	son_of_hercules 2013-05-31 08:59 pm UTC (link)
	Argo squeezed himself into the passenger seat. "This is not exactly comfortable... but I suppose it shall do." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dolemecknight 2013-05-31 09:22 pm UTC (link)
	Dolemeck hopped into the back seat of the car on Vincent's side. The six foot two man was not very comfortable, either. But said nothing. He just wanted out of this nightmare. "As these Americans would say... Step on it, Vincent!" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

quitethecharmer
2013-05-31 09:25 pm UTC (link)

Vincent is just going to let himself be a little bit smug about being perfectly comfortable in his new car, just for half a moment, before he checks his surroundings and grabs the gear shift.

"Buckle up."

The Lamborghini tears out of the garage, nearly running over a contingent of guardsmen headed towards it, and onto the streets of Amsterdam. Vincent is grinning from ear to ear as he drives... well, not quite recklessly, but with only just enough regard for his surroundings.

It's not the Fantasticar, but what is?

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	son_of_hercules 2013-05-31 09:30 pm UTC (link)
	Argo let out a booming laugh at the speed. "OUTRAGEOUS!" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

dolemecknight
2013-05-31 09:49 pm UTC (link)

There was another scream in the backseat as Vincent just drove at top speed. Dolemeck quickly got his seat belt on, but was still hitting the glass on his side of the car every-time Vincent made a turn.

After the third time of hitting the glass, Dolemeck shook his head and was about to give Vincent a piece of his mind, when he noticed something. Rather he heard something.

"Vincent... I... I think there is something in the trunk of this car!"

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quitethecharmer
2013-05-31 09:58 pm UTC (link)

"What? Hold on, just let... me...." He lets his words trail off as he sizes up a parking space. He shifts gears abruptly, and the steering wheel spins as he drifts, the car moving almost directly sideways, into a parking spot by a cafe. (Not a coffee shop. That's something entirely different in Amsterdam.

"There we go." Now that they're stopped, Vincent starts poking around the car. "Must be some clues to last night... Argo, watch your knees."

He manages to wrench open the glovebox, and a pile of papers fall out. A few stacks of bills, the deed to the car, and a number of receipts. The first one he picks up is for... a body art studio?

"...Okay, who's got extra holes and/or metal or a tattoo?" He looks around at his erstwhile comrades.

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	son_of_hercules 2013-05-31 10:01 pm UTC (link)
	"Not I," Argo said as he got out of the car. "Their needles would break on my invulnerable skin." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dolemecknight 2013-05-31 10:03 pm UTC (link)
	Dolemeck meekly raised his hand, his T-shirt doing little to hide that Chinese dragon arm tattoo he is now sporting. "Apparently I was the one who had been tattooed. I do not understand why I would even do such a thing!" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

quitethecharmer
2013-05-31 10:05 pm UTC (link)

"You're not seeming especially invulnerable right now. Not with that hangover, and those bags under your eyes." Vincent retorts calmly, even though his own head is still pounding.

He looks back over the seat at Dolemeck. "Huh... well, it looks good on you at least." He looks at the money. "We need shoes. And probably more clothing." He gets out of the car and points out a local shop once he spots one.

"You said something about the trunk?"

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	son_of_hercules 2013-05-31 10:10 pm UTC (link)
	"A... reasonable point," Argo admitted. He turned his attention to the trunk and the noise within. "What strangeness must lurk within?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dolemecknight 2013-05-31 10:16 pm UTC (link)
	"I do not know... I just heard something banging about in there. And you really think this tattoo looks good on me?" He blinked, looking at his arm. The head of the dragon rested on his collar bone, but the design on his arm with it's tail wrapped about it was growing on him. "Should... do we dare open the trunk?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	quitethecharmer 2013-05-31 10:22 pm UTC (link)
	Vincent looks between the three of them, then claps a hand on Argo's shoulder. "Even in his weakened state, I'm sure the Son of Hercules will not shirk from the unknown." He smiles disarmingly, then gives him a polite push towards the trunk, unlocking it with the keychain. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	son_of_hercules 2013-05-31 10:31 pm UTC (link)
	"Ha ha ha!" Argo laughed, unaware he was being manipulated. "The Son of Hercules fears nothing!" He clapped his hands, and made a show of opening the trunk. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

dolemecknight
2013-05-31 10:58 pm UTC (link)

Dolemeck cringed as the trunk was open, and inside well... it made his jaw drop. There was a rather gawdy, sequined dress inside, a large make-up box... the kind that movie make-up artists would use, high heel shoes, a boa (the feathered kind), and... a live, ANGRY Peacock.

"What... the bloody... hell... ow! Ow! It's attacking me! It's attacking meeeeee!" The peacock suddenly began to peck and bite at Dolemeck.

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	quitethecharmer 2013-05-31 11:25 pm UTC (link)
	Vincent just watches. At this point in the day, he's more fascinated than shocked by anything. "...well come on then..." He sighs to Argo, as they go attempt to extricate Dolemeck from his bird problem. "Go on, shoo! Get out of here!" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	son_of_hercules 2013-05-31 11:33 pm UTC (link)
	Argo tried not to chuckle at his poor cousin's misfortunes. And he mostly succeeded. "What I want to know is why we had one of those in our trunk at all." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dolemecknight 2013-05-31 11:46 pm UTC (link)
	Once the bird was shoo'ed away from him, Dolemeck gave off a sigh of relief as he looked at his traveling companions. "I know not, Cousin Argo. I also do not know why we have so many dresses in the trunk of the car... or this box of make-up." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)