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Otherwordly Meme

Sometimes all you need is a word to spark off an idea.

1. Post a comment with your character's name, canon, and any preferences you may have (no shipping, no smut, etc.)

2. Leave the comment blank or post a word or two in the body.

It may also help if you list scenarios you would like to play.

3. Reply to other people, either with words you picked out, or words they posted as prompts for a thread.

( A cleanup of the previous Otherwordly Meme. )

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[nostalgiabomb]

[phaselocknroll]

[ Maya had been all about seeking change- she'd wanted to get away from the goddamned abbey practically all of her life, and when the opportunity came, she took it.

Pandora had been wonderful. Full of mayhem and murder, yes, but it gave her a chance to hone her skills and connect with one of her fellow Sirens. Though in the end, she was no closer to learning about where Sirens came from, or their connection with Eridium.

So with business on Pandora done for now, it was off to other places, other planets in search of answers. Or, if nothing else, in search of more mayhem. ]

[nostalgiabomb]

[ Peter hardly has any answers -- in fact, most of his life is one huge question mark of unfathomable poor life decisions, of shooting things, and of getting shot at. Then there was the bit with the galaxy saving, just to shake things up.

All in all, mayhem is more Peter's bag.

At some point -- he's still not even sure how he managed it, really -- Peter got Maya in on one job, somehow convinced her to sit in on a trial run. It was just a simple smash and grab assignment, basically, but Maya's abilities (holy shit, her abilities) had proven invaluable.

Once the goods were exchanged and credits were transferred, the two of them find themselves having a victory drink at some rundown, seedy bar (and isn't how funny how seedy bars are so ubiquitous throughout the galaxy?). He's determined to convince her to join his little Guardians of the Galaxy shebang.

He raises his drink to her in a toast -- some glowing green liquid thing that he's still not entirely sure isn't poisonous. ]

Toast to a job well done?

[phaselocknroll]

[ Peter didn't have any answers, but she kind of liked him anyway. He had a thing for old earth culture, and she'd always found that intriguing when she found things lying around in the dusty corners of the Order's library, not to mention a penchant for mayhem that put her a little in mind of Axton, or Gaige.

All in all, she was content to ride this out for a bit, and clinks her own glass against his. (She's not sure what it's supposed to be either, but she's sure it can't be worse than anything Pandora had to offer.) ]

Cheers.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He grins at her before downing the concoction -- and Jesus it burns on the way down, but it's a little pleasant after the fact. Tingly. It could probably get him pretty messed up if he's not too careful.

He thunks the glass down on the bar, signaling for another round, and crosses his arms on the bar top. ]

So. Business time. Short of beggin', what do I gotta do to convince you to stick around?

[phaselocknroll]

[ Welp, not better than some of the stuff on Pandora- though she's pretty sure Moxxi let her dip into the good stuff once in a while- but certainly not worse. She blinks a couple of times and clears her throat.

So very ladylike. ]

Stick around and what? Do more jobs?

[nostalgiabomb]

[ The next round is set down on the bar, and rather than down it, Peter takes a relatively sedate sip. He looks at her over his glass as he swirls it, as if he constantly needs to be doing something with his hands. ]

Yep, more jobs. It's a bit of altruistic work, bit of mercenary work. It's kinda floppin' back and forth lately, depending on whether or not one of my buddies looks like he's about to go stir crazy from not blowing stuff up. "All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy."

[phaselocknroll]

[ She rests an elbow on the bar, leaning her cheek on her hand and regarding him with an expression that borders on amused- for someone who's so totally dry most of the time.

He didn't ask many questions about where she'd come from or how she can do the things she can do, and she has to wonder if he realizes how close all that sounds to being a Vault Hunter. ]

Does this offer come with a list of terms and conditions, or do I get to set my own?

And for the record, the last Jack I knew was a royal Jackass.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He snorts at that, pleased she has a sense of humor.

Peter waves a hand vaguely as he slips back into business mode. ]

We play pretty loose with the whole terms and conditions thing. So long as we only hurt the people who deserve hurting -- or, you know, the people we're paid to be hurting -- then we pretty much call it good. Get a job done, we split the profits evenly.

Personally, I'm just happy if someone isn't too much of a dick, so I guess you could say I've got some pretty low standards.

[phaselocknroll]

Look, I don't mind hanging around and phaselocking people for fun and profit. I did it all the time back on Pandora. But I'm out here to learn about Sirens- about what I am and where we come from- so if anything comes up, I want to have the freedom to go check it out.

And if it comes down to it, the freedom to not come back at all.

That's all I'm asking here.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He holds up a hand and nods. ] Yeah, absolutely -- I can respect that. You'd be free to come and go as you need to, so long as it doesn't affect a job.

[ Peter pauses for a moment to take another gulp of his drink, then--]

What's a Siren again?

[phaselocknroll]

[ She raises an eyebrow and gives him a Look. ]

I am.

[ you've seen the shit she can do Peter, come on now. ]

[nostalgiabomb]

Ah. Right.

[ another pause ]

So, I take it this is one of those Last-of-Your-Kind type deals?

[phaselocknroll]

Not exactly. There can, apparently, only be six of us in the universe at a time. I'm one of... two that I know of.

Three, previously, but that Jackass I mentioned? He practically murdered her. [ she doesn't exactly sound sad, more ticked off than anything. She frowns as she regards her drink. She would have liked to get to know Angel, once she found out the girl was a Siren. ]

But nobody really knows a whole lot about us, aside from that, so I'm out to see what I can find.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ Peter rolls this over in his mind for a while. One of six? Seems kind of a rough deal -- lonely, mostly. And if there's anything Peter understands, it's loneliness.

He tries a smile. ]

So all I've gotta agree to is to let you go do your Siren-research stuff when it comes up, and to let you pack up and go when you're done? Seems simple enough. The current group I wrangled together, I had to save a galaxy to get them to listen to anything I say, so this is a cake walk.

[phaselocknroll]

Hey, a girl's gotta eat, and yours is the first decent offer I've had.

[nostalgiabomb]

That's hard to believe. Stuff you can do? You oughta have dudes banging down your door to help them do all sorts of unsavory work.

[phaselocknroll]

Oh, sure. A lot of people want the power of a Siren on their side.

I just have a bad habit of putting bullets through the heads of people who want to use me.

[ Again, totally dry, though there's an edge there somewhere beneath the surface. It's a warning, though she doesn't think it's one she needs to make. She likes him, and he agreed to let her come and go as she pleased. ]

[nostalgiabomb]

[ Welp, that wasn't threatening at all-- no, that's a lie, it was plenty threatening, and Peter knows she would probably make good on it if he stepped out of line. Still, Peter's used to threats of bodily harm, and he takes it in stride. ]

Hey, you don't gotta worry about us. I mean, the team is kinda filled with a-holes, but none of us is gonna begrudge you your fair share.

[phaselocknroll]

Sounds a lot like the other Vault Hunters, actually.

All right, I'm in.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ Peter fist pumps -- and there might have been a muted fuck yeah thrown in there -- before visibly getting himself under control and flashing her a bright grin. He raises his glass to her again. ]

Maya, I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.

[phaselocknroll]

Me too.

[ There was a time when she would have balked at the word "friendship", but Pandora has helped in that regard. She developed quite a network of friends there, from Krieg to Sir Hammerlock to Ellie to Brick. Even Clap-Trap, to an extent. Not to mention the rest of her fellow Vault Hunters.

It felt good to be on a team again, though she'd never admit it.

She clinks her glass against his, and tosses her drink back in one go. ]

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He follows suit -- and jeez, but this stuff was weird. ]

I think, as a sign of good will and to mark this momentous occasion -- drinks are on you. [ This, of course, is punctuated with one of his trademarked crooked grins. ]

[phaselocknroll]

Oh, I see how it is. You're lucky I'm feeling generous.

[nostalgiabomb]

Or else this would be one of those bullet-in-the-head situations? [ He says it with the utmost levity, naturally. ]