Kristoff Vernard, aka Kristoff Von Doom (discardedheir) wrote in marvel_nextgen,
@ 2009-06-01 21:58:00

Entry tags:

kristoff vernard, npc - doom, npc - tg'rt, plot-"family affair"

Family Affairs pt. 2.
After looking over the damaged cameras with Cassandra, Kristoff hadn't quite been able to prove there'd been tampering with the imagery, but there'd been progress. When Scott Lang Sr. was out of questioning, Scott Lang Jr. was put to bed, and Cassie needed time to think, Kristoff had headed first for the lab, where he'd distracted himself tweaking his armor's new voice-recognition and signal-reception systems for a while. Then he'd headed for the skies, testing out the latter...catching radio signals from the Balkans. ...A slightly problematic 'distraction' technique, really.

He landed in a nice out-of-the way spot, where one could almost pretend one could see the stars.

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	nextgen_baddie 2009-06-02 04:42 am UTC (link)
	Where Kristoff set down, there was actually someone already there. A man in his prime, sprawled out on a blanket, gazing upwards. He waved as he saw a flying car descend. Not the most uncommon thing, best to just greet it politely. "Evenin'..." There was a southern drawl in his speech. "Yer one a' them hero types.. ain'cha? One a' the Fantastics, right?" (Reply to this)(Thread)

	discardedheir 2009-06-02 04:49 am UTC (link)
	Kristoff stepped out with a raised eyebrow -- which was indeed visible because as he often did since growing up, he'd eschewed the faceplate of his armor. "Yes. I presume you are new to New York?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nextgen_baddie 2009-06-02 04:56 am UTC (link)
	The man stood up, smiling affably and brushing himself off. "Yessir. Here t' do some rather arduous work, but can't say I mind. S'important stuff, keepin' families together." He cocked his head slightly, still smiling. "S'pose you'd know all 'bout that... what with that little brother a' yours." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	discardedheir 2009-06-02 05:05 am UTC (link)
	"Yes," Kristoff answered with a touch of affectionate reflection, but he began to look wary as he reflected how rare it is for the sort of people who say 's'pose' to also say 'arduous.' "Would you care to elucidate?" He asked with even a touch more than usual of his usual stranger-frigidity. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nextgen_baddie 2009-06-02 05:29 am UTC (link)
	"Nah... not 'specially.." The man chuckled. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nextgen_parent 2009-06-02 05:30 am UTC (link)
	"Doom has very few words for fools." The monarch of Latveria dropped his disguise and drove his fist into Kristoff's abdomen, carrying not only a staggering amount of physical force, but a powerful eletrical blast as well. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	discardedheir 2009-06-02 05:43 am UTC (link)
	Kristoff's own systems tried to compensate as he was knocked back, regaining his feet very quickly. "You cannot have Vincent, Sir." He eventually manages, his repulsors flaring to shoot back. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nextgen_parent 2009-06-02 05:56 am UTC (link)
	An intense sonic blast counters the repulsor blasts, as Doom rushes forward, intensifying the blast and swiping at Kristoff's ear. "He is no longer your concern." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	discardedheir 2009-06-02 06:08 am UTC (link)
	"Vincent will always be my concern, Sir." Kristoff ducks, dropping to one knee, trying to maintain his armor's force-shielding. And trying, since he's never in his heart accepted the futility, to make ~~his beloved Master~~ Doom see reason. "Do you not have enough nuisances right now, Sir?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nextgen_parent 2009-06-02 01:58 pm UTC (link)
	"He will be my spearhead." Doom pounds electrically charged fists against Kristoff's shield. "He will prove himself to Doom by crushing Doom's enemies... or die trying." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

discardedheir
2009-06-02 02:30 pm UTC (link)

"...Never, Sir."
For someone who had his identity mechanically subordinated as a child by someone he loved and trusted, along with a few other things here and there, Kristoff wasn't really capable of holding a real grudge against Doom. So he'd been used; at least he'd been useful. The closest he ever got to a grudge against the Master of Latveria was when he saw Vincent's reactions to the reminder or apparent threat of Doom.

And hearing Vincent callously spoken of as a weapon, as a tool, brought on a horrified rage that, well, made Kristoff stop paying attention to shield maintenance so he could just get up and hurl himself at Doom, gathering as much of a charge as he could, his face already a little wet, his systems already reacting badly to the charged attacks, his fear no substitute for confidence.

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	nextgen_parent 2009-06-02 02:36 pm UTC (link)
	"Foolish, boy." Doom moved with surprising speed, evading Kristoff's attack and extending both his arms, palms on either side of the younger man's head. "Very foolish." He released a sonic pulse designed to incapacitate, but not kill, with maximum discomfort. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	discardedheir 2009-06-02 02:40 pm UTC (link)
	Kristoff, unable to properly avoid the attack, crumpled to the ground first in pain, then unconsciousness. (Reply to this)(Parent)

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