dolemecknight (dolemecknight) wrote in marvel_nextgen,
@ 2013-07-23 11:32:00

Current location:	Seattle, Washington
Entry tags:	bram harker, dolemeck, gregory price, nightstalkers, plot-"crazy train", tyler morbius

Next Stop.... Seattle?
Dolemeck was finally getting used to his life being somewhat normal. No longer was he afraid of himself or "sin". He was content with taking things in moderation and exploring all the possibilities there were in this new world. And that lead him to take chances he would not normally take.

One of those chances happened to be taking a train ride across the country to visit his adoptive parents. Sure, he could have requested a private flight from the Atlas Foundation, but he wanted to see what a train was like. After-all, exploring new things was a good thing for him.

The ride was uneventful. Dolemeck would have to switch trains in a few states, and when he did, he would send Nikki Coulson and Derek Woo a post card with news of his trip. He could have texted, but postcards were just so... whimsical to him. Right now, the train was pulling into Seattle, Washington. It was the last station in which he would have to switch trains.

As he sat in his car on the train, Dolemeck was busy penning another letter to Nikki, when the lights started to flicker. This happened at times on the train, so there was nothing to worry about. Right?

"Dolemeck..."

The voice that called him was somewhat demonic in nature. It sounded like one of the many demons in limbo, but how could that be!? His own eyes started to glow red as he stood up and away from the table he was seated at. Despite the darkness of the train car he was in, he could see a few pairs of red eyes looking back at him.

"Bloody hell..." he cursed under his breath, slowly reaching for his backpack in the overhead compartment. All of those bright rd eyes appeared to be focused on him.

"It's not fair! You get to be happy! You get to live in this world! You are not suffering like us!" The voice hissed out. Other voices could be heard as well, but they were cackling madly. "It's time to come home, Dolemeck... it's time to suffer."

"I AM home!" he shouted back, causing the demons to cackle more. He slung his backpack over his shoulders while his mind started to race. Everyone on this train was in danger because of these... things. If he stayed on board, they might start pulling innocent souls into limbo or just tear them apart. The best tactic he could think of was to get the demons off the train and chase him. From there, he might be able to get some space to be able to battle without casualties.

Just as the demons lunged for him, Dolemeck shadow ported himself out of the train, and across the street from the tracks of Seattle. His shadow port caused the demons to lunge out of the window of the train car he was in. Thankfully, the train car did not derail, and all of the demons appeared to be focused on him. That was a good thing, right? Well, for everyone else it was!

He needed to get more space between himself and the demons, to get them out of the public eye. The fact it was night helped, but Dolemeck did not wish to take any chances. So, he ran.

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	living_dhampir 2013-09-04 12:26 am UTC (link)
	"So where were you headed before you got jumped?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

dolemecknight
2013-09-04 01:08 am UTC (link)

"California..." He could not tell them he was headed to the Atlas Foundation, as not everyone liked them. "I was going to visit my Mum and Father to tell them how well I was doing. But from the looks of it, the train is not going anywhere now... or they just loaded the passengers on to another and I have been left behind."

This caused Dolemeck to groan. "Which means I am stuck in this land known as Seattle. I am not allowed to stay by myself as I do not fully understand paper currency, yet. I have no clue what I am going to do, now."

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	harkerlegacy 2013-09-04 01:44 am UTC (link)
	"It is quite the town. There's a couple bloody good pubs that I would recommend," Bram says trying to distract him a little while he started to work on the wound. "I've heard more than my far share of strange tongues over the years." Usually hear some strange things whenever you have to interact with magic users. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

dolemecknight
2013-09-04 01:52 am UTC (link)

"I... cannot hold my ale well. But It has been sometime since I had any food from my homeland. Like a good joint of mutton. and I always wanted to try this Shepard's pie..." Dolemeck hissed, feeling the rubbing alcohol being applied to his side first, before his back. He was trying his best not to curse, as it hurt! "Maybe I should go see one of these pubs. But as for hosing, I am still as you say in this era "screwed". I cannot sleep on the streets, as I am told that is dangerous! Plus those demons could come back after me if I am alone."

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	living_dhampir 2013-09-04 06:02 pm UTC (link)
	Tyler seemed to think on that awhile. "Well..you can room at my place until things settle down," Tyler offered. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dolemecknight 2013-09-04 06:17 pm UTC (link)
	"I... thank you. That would be most helpful, and I swear I will pay you for housing me or do something to make up for the space I am depriving you of... Oh cachi!" And there goes the welsh cursing... "So... names. I know the one tending to my wounds is is Bram, and that is Greg... now what of you? Ffwico, ffwico, fwwico!!" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	living_dhampir 2013-09-04 06:31 pm UTC (link)
	"My name's Tyler Morbius, and you're welcome," Tyler replied. "And it's not really that much space..." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dolemecknight 2013-09-04 07:06 pm UTC (link)
	"Dolemeck Night. It is a pleasure to meet all of you, despite the unfortunate circumstances." He was doing his very, very best to try and control his cursing and the F-bombs he dropped in Welsh. "Trust me, it is probably more space than I had in the barracks with Arthur's low ranking and mid-ranking Knights." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	harkerlegacy 2013-09-05 12:55 am UTC (link)
	"All done with the medical stuff," Bram says putting everything back in the kit. "Probably would be best to get out of here before there's any more trouble." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

dolemecknight
2013-09-05 01:10 am UTC (link)

Dolemeck looked down at his torso, seeing Bram had bandaged him up quite well. he could also feel that he was bandaged up on his back as well.

"Thank you Bram. I am in your debt." He tried to give a humble bow to Bram, only to feel some pain from his wounds when he did so. he stood back up straight and looked about the area they were in. "I must agree with you. My appearance in this city like this could create some unwanted attention and trouble. I wish not to put any of you in further danger, as you were kind enough to save me and tend to my wounds."

Dolemeck then turned to Tyler, holding his bloody shirt and vest in one hand, while his backpack was held in the other. "I am ready to travel with you, now. If that is okay with you, Tyler, Sir?"

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	fullmoonfever 2013-09-05 09:49 pm UTC (link)
	Greg just stood and listened to the conversation. He pulled a pack of cigarettes from his coat pocket and lit one up. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	living_dhampir 2013-09-06 04:54 pm UTC (link)
	"Sure, Dolemek, but you don't have to call me Sir." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	harkerlegacy 2013-09-06 10:53 pm UTC (link)
	"No worries mate," Bram says still considering that he might regret it later. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dolemecknight 2013-09-06 11:14 pm UTC (link)
	"My apologies, Tyler. I shall see the rest of you later." Again, Dolemeck tried to give them a bow before doing a quick shadowport to catch up to Tyler. he instantly regretted it, as it took a bit too much out of him... even for a few feet. "Bloody... I am going to have to take it easy for a bit!" (Reply to this)(Parent)

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