franklen_four (franklen_four) wrote in marvel_nextgen,
@ 2010-05-19 19:09:00

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franklin richards, npc - stature, team - fantastic four, vincent vernard

Imaginary Folklore by Nujabes
It had been awhile since Franklin recovered from his coma, and he had been working on keeping himself in check. Therapy every week helped him control his emotions better, although he was happy that his sessions were over in the coming week. He sighed in relief and sat down in the kitchen with a hot mug filled with hot chocolate in front of him. He made it himself, and it tasted particularly good. The trade secret was two little baggies of the hot chocolate mix.

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	quitethecharmer 2010-05-19 09:18 pm UTC (link)
	There's a knocking at the door-frame to the kitchen. "Hey." Vincent speaks, quieter than usual. (Reply to this)(Thread)

franklen_four
2010-05-19 09:37 pm UTC (link)

Franklin looked up and saw Vincent. He couldn't say he was happy to see him. Part of him was relieved, but also anxious. He never got the story straight from anybody about what happened with Vincent; they were all either too busy, still dealing with it themselves, or afraid of how he was going to react so soon after his own... incident.

"Vincent." He took a moment to let the silence sink back in. "It's everybody's kitchen." He took a sip of his hot chocolate, but he didn't stop watching Vincent.

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	quitethecharmer 2010-05-19 10:04 pm UTC (link)
	"Indeed." He wanders in, fixing himself a glass of milk, before settling in at a seat a respectful distance from Franklin. "I imagine you have some questions for me." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	franklen_four 2010-05-19 10:59 pm UTC (link)
	"Yeah, I do. You can start with an explanation of what the- what happened." He avoided using the word "hell", like his therapist had told him to. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

quitethecharmer
2010-05-19 11:04 pm UTC (link)

"Please let me finish talking before you respond."

Vincent down his glass, collecting his thoughts, then speaks.

He tells him everything. Why he was taken away, what Odin told him, what the situation was in Asgard and what he knew of what was going on on Earth. He does his best to keep the description clinical, but he stands firm when talking about how he felt it was his duty to stand with Asgard, and that he was convinced his family on Earth would be fine without him.

"I never wanted to hurt anyone... and I'm sorry for those I did, but I can't apologize for the actions I took to save lives there as well."

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franklen_four
2010-05-19 11:44 pm UTC (link)

Franklin was absolutely stunned. His brow was a little furrowed and his jaw was literally hanging. He wasn't holding his mug as tight as before, despite his muscles being tense. But most of this wasn't because of everything Vincent had told him. He had one detail, although it might have been minor to a lot of people, that he could not get beyond when everything was factored in.

"Odin gave you what name? And you accepted it? What kind of bull shit is that?!"

Franklin was literally thrown for a loop.

"You had the option of coming back and helping the family. You saw me go to Hell--to HELL. You knew things were bad with the people who have treated you like family. But instead, you got opportunistic and chose to stay and get strong again. Do you know who does that, Vincent? Do you know who else is opportunistic?"

He let silence settle in for a moment, although he clearly wasn't done talking. He's in tears, but not wholly because he was sad. Franklin was angry--really angry. Franklin's body was tense. Had he been holding his mug, it probably would have broken.

"Victor von Doom is. And considering what I've heard you do lately, I'm not seeing much of a difference between you two anymore. And then--after all of that--you think you have the right to claim my family name? What gives you that balls to think you can? What makes you think you deserve it? What the hell makes Odin think you deserve it?"

He stood up and started breathing, but he held out his hand to let Vincent know he wasn't done yet.

"I..."

He kept breathing to calm himself down. He was glad his blocks were in place again, or he might have lost control. After a few moments, Franklin managed to compose himself enough to look Vincent, trying to look him in the eyes. He just couldn't get himself to do it.

"Do you know the difference between a God and a mortal, Vincent? We die faster and easier. If it was really the end for the Gods, you'd be dead too. Did you realize that before or after you tested your new magical powers?"

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quitethecharmer
2010-05-19 11:53 pm UTC (link)

Victor von Doom is. And considering what I've heard you do lately, I'm not seeing much of a difference between you two anymore.

That hurts. It really hurts, and it shows on Vincent's face.

"I never asked for the name he gave me.. and I still don't know what I'm doing with it." He replies softly.

"Franklin... my death doesn't mean anything. I was already ready to sacrifice my life once, to Demogorge, and I'd do it again in a heartbeat. I refused to believe that the end could come for any of you like that. I have too much faith in everyone I've grown up with in this building to ever believe that."

He moves to catch Franklin's eyes. "Staying in Asgard to fight alongside them was never just about regaining that brand of power. People, gods or not, had called me to help them."

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	franklen_four 2010-05-20 12:01 am UTC (link)
	"Vincent. I was brainwashed into being evil, and I didn't have any blocks on! It was by luck that I didn't kill everyone! Didn't that cross your mind even once?!" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

quitethecharmer
2010-05-20 12:07 am UTC (link)

Vincent pounds his hands down onto the table. "NO, SURT TAKE IT ALL! I HAD FAITH IN YOU!" He snaps back. It was never that hard for a conversation with Franklin to turn into a fight, now least of all times.

"I know we've never been 'buddies' or anything close to that nature, Franklin, but do you honestly think that in all the years I've known you I would honestly think you're capable of bringing harm to your... to OUR family?! You... you... you're damn near all-powerful, and haven't let it consume you in spite of that!" It's praise, but being that it's Franklin, Vincent practically chokes on his own indignation in the course of getting it out.

"You didn't kill them because.... because you're Franklin Richards... the same reason that Kristoff got everyone through it, because he's Kristoff... you all know who you are.. it's something I've never had. Soemthing I still don't have." His voice wavers as the volume goes down again.

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franklen_four
2010-05-20 12:26 am UTC (link)

"I DIDN'T KILL THEM BECAUSE APOCALYPSE HAD ME ON A TIGHT LEASH, VINCENT!!" Franklin shouted with full blown tears running down his face. His mug shattered. "It isn't a matter of who I am, Vincent! It's a matter of whether or not I have control, which I don't! You have absolutely no idea what it feels like to have more power than you can handle! I'm too scared to even learn to control all of it!"

He took a few deep breaths, but that didn't help his anger at all. Being "all-powerful" was never something that settled well with Franklin.

"You were Vincent Amorason, brother of Kristoff Vernard, Charmer of the Fantastic Four, lover of Awesome Andrea. I don't know who the hell you are now."

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staturity
2010-05-21 01:46 am UTC (link)

Cassie had been up and around through her wheel chair when the shouting match started. And so she grabbed a book she had been reading and wheeled inside the kitchen. She had the same look on her face she had when Scotty was doing something idiotic that she'd told him not to do.

"You know other people live here and are even trying to relax." Rising blood pressure was bad, thank you very much.

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	quitethecharmer 2010-05-24 05:00 pm UTC (link)
	"Cassandra,--" Vincent wheeled around, moving to her. "I'm sorry for the disturbance. You could have used the intercom to interrupt. Are you alright to be up and about like this already?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

franklen_four
2010-05-25 03:49 am UTC (link)

Franklin's attention turned to Cassie. His anger diminished, and he was more focused on her than anything else. Vincent still managed to gather negative attention to himself from Franklin, but he tried ignoring it. It wasn't easy, but he tried.

"Cassie?" He looked at her, and then the book, and then back to her. "Sorry. I didn't meant to..." He trailed off and looked to the side, embarrassed. Next time he'd had to use his brain to yell at Vincent.

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staturity
2010-05-25 08:31 pm UTC (link)

"The doctors said a wheelchair is fine as long as I don't overdo it. But you two-" She used her book to point at them. "Need to chill out. And you, Vincent, we need to talk later. Franklin," She had to pause to get this right. "I understand why you're mad at Vincent, believe me, but there are more productive ways to deal with that anger than screaming so loud everyone can hear."

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	quitethecharmer 2010-05-26 02:26 am UTC (link)
	Vincent furrows his brow in upset, but doesn't argue. "Yes, Cassandra." He gives Franklin a frustrated, but not angry, look, before wandering to the fridge to find himself something. "Would either of you care for anything? I was thinking of making tuna dip." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

staturity
2010-05-28 08:22 pm UTC (link)

Normally she wouldn't take him up on that, preferring to get her own food (not out of spite, out of a need for independence- or perhaps the den mother instinct) but she since she would need to stand at one point to get it on her own... "Actually, do we have any more peanut butter ice cream?" At least it was a flavor and not actual peanut butter in ice cream- although she'd tried that once when they were out. It wasn't the same.

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	franklen_four 2010-06-02 12:14 am UTC (link)
	"Yes ma'am," Franklin replied to Cassie. He walked over to a counter away from Vincent, missing the look he got. His silence toward Vincent easily answered his question. "I saw some earlier," he told Cassie while he went to fetch it for her. (Reply to this)(Parent)

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