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bakerstreet2016-07-21 11:06 pm
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[OOC: The guarded. Open to anything really.]
"You're not going anywhere until I say it's safe. Capishe?"
Edited 2016-07-22 11:27 (UTC)
[ The guarded would be great. No smut, but anything else is fine! ]
haven't played VI yet, so canonblind, so... any preferences about the setting or should I just make
upadly_aniol
2016-07-22 01:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[something up? Setting and circumstances, I mean. /ooc]
[Either or. Happy with anything. Character information here. Feel free to choose your flavor of Leos.]
Edited 2016-07-22 05:42 (UTC)
[The guard.
Information about Isley can be found here. Please note, he comes with warnings for cannibalistic tendencies. While those needn't be explored in play at all, they may still wind up mentioned (depending on the scenario) unless you express a desire for me to avoid the subject altogether, which I will respect.]
Information about Isley can be found here. Please note, he comes with warnings for cannibalistic tendencies. While those needn't be explored in play at all, they may still wind up mentioned (depending on the scenario) unless you express a desire for me to avoid the subject altogether, which I will respect.]
[[The guarded. Open to anything, but she's definitely prone to making her bodyguard a guinea-pig/field tester for her newest creations. Equipment-wise.]]
[ the guard. come at me! ]
[ The bodyguard to your body ]
[ Angela was perfectly capable of taking care of herself. This was what she'd repeated to herself over and over when she'd first been assigned a personal bodyguard on this mission. Although she had expected that she would be given a team to work with, having a Blackwatch agent assigned to her solely for the role of protection had been a bit unnerving, and, though she hated to admit it to herself, she now sees, entirely necessary.
It was supposed to be a simple task, yet here they were, the last two out of a squad of five, hiding in a safehouse while Talon agents did who knows what with the remains of their fallen comrades. They were lucky to be alive, and she was lucky to have him. He'd taken the brunt of the damage, and although they were supposed to be staying as quiet as possible to keep from detection, her medical instincts were taking over. From her perch beside him, she leaned in to whisper. ]
Jesse... at least let me take a look at your arm. It won't get any better if I don't treat it.
It was supposed to be a simple task, yet here they were, the last two out of a squad of five, hiding in a safehouse while Talon agents did who knows what with the remains of their fallen comrades. They were lucky to be alive, and she was lucky to have him. He'd taken the brunt of the damage, and although they were supposed to be staying as quiet as possible to keep from detection, her medical instincts were taking over. From her perch beside him, she leaned in to whisper. ]
Jesse... at least let me take a look at your arm. It won't get any better if I don't treat it.
[Either role, ota for gen, f/m for ships.]
[Up until just very recently, Bennet had not needed a bodyguard. He'd been Exodus up until recently, Class 4 mutant, chosen to stand at the right hand of Magneto himself despite his youth. He'd stood beside Magneto proudly; he'd fought in the name of the Brotherhood proudly; he'd committed acts of what the humans called terrorism and violence proudly. He'd known who he was then, and what his place in the world was.
Now? Now he's just Paris Bennet, not quite a prisoner but certainly not free, as vulnerable as any other young man of his age would be with his powers locked down. It was funny in a grim sort of way -- he'd always imagined himself fighting bravely to the death if ever he was cornered, but when Magneto had abandoned him all his will to fight followed suit. It had the unreal quality of a dream, being given that chance to surrender and accepting it instead of fighting on. That's how he ended up in the custody of Captain America.
He'd thought things couldn't get any worse. He honestly had. Of course, that was the exact moment when two armored cars had pulled up on either side of the truck they'd been transporting him in and run them off the road. He'd expected the Captain to climb outside and attack the enemy, but he'd stayed in the cab and protected Bennet instead. The Avenger had used his shield and his own body to cushion him from the impact, when they'd gone over, and now he finds himself in the very awkward position of being splayed out across the larger man's prone body.]
Captain? [He can feel the super soldier breathing under him, and doesn't know whether to wake him or choke him.]
Now? Now he's just Paris Bennet, not quite a prisoner but certainly not free, as vulnerable as any other young man of his age would be with his powers locked down. It was funny in a grim sort of way -- he'd always imagined himself fighting bravely to the death if ever he was cornered, but when Magneto had abandoned him all his will to fight followed suit. It had the unreal quality of a dream, being given that chance to surrender and accepting it instead of fighting on. That's how he ended up in the custody of Captain America.
He'd thought things couldn't get any worse. He honestly had. Of course, that was the exact moment when two armored cars had pulled up on either side of the truck they'd been transporting him in and run them off the road. He'd expected the Captain to climb outside and attack the enemy, but he'd stayed in the cab and protected Bennet instead. The Avenger had used his shield and his own body to cushion him from the impact, when they'd gone over, and now he finds himself in the very awkward position of being splayed out across the larger man's prone body.]
Captain? [He can feel the super soldier breathing under him, and doesn't know whether to wake him or choke him.]
[More suited to be guard, but she can technically be a rebellious princess needing to be guarded.]
Mercy / Dr. Angela Ziegler✦ Overwatch ✦F/M - OTA Canonmates/ over 18
watching_over_you
2016-07-22 03:28 pm (UTC)(link)
*Can be either or role! Lemme know if you have ideas.
Not the best defense but she'll darn well try.*
Not the best defense but she'll darn well try.*
[I'm thinking he could use a guard since he's an international celebrity. Could try him as bodyguard though!
OTA, but for any shippiness I prefer M/M.]
OTA, but for any shippiness I prefer M/M.]
"Welcome to Milan."
An imposing man in a sharp suit--one of many present--gestured for Lucio to approach the SUV. "We are pleased to have you in our charge."
Inside the spacious vehicle, three other passengers were seated who wore all black and seemed bulky in places where weapons might go. Two were men, rougher in the face than the others in suits, but they greeted the celebrity solemnly. Beside them was someone with a small frame, covered in black like the rest, but from head to toe. One may not have noticed her except for the man beside her jokingly grunting, "You sure you got enough room?"
"I'd like you to meet our client," said the suited man. "We were highly recommended by one of his agency's associates. Let's provide him our signature service and allow him to have a wonderful show tonight, hm?"
The others agreed with nodding while the fully cloaked one spoke up with a strong French accent. "It is an honor."
An imposing man in a sharp suit--one of many present--gestured for Lucio to approach the SUV. "We are pleased to have you in our charge."
Inside the spacious vehicle, three other passengers were seated who wore all black and seemed bulky in places where weapons might go. Two were men, rougher in the face than the others in suits, but they greeted the celebrity solemnly. Beside them was someone with a small frame, covered in black like the rest, but from head to toe. One may not have noticed her except for the man beside her jokingly grunting, "You sure you got enough room?"
"I'd like you to meet our client," said the suited man. "We were highly recommended by one of his agency's associates. Let's provide him our signature service and allow him to have a wonderful show tonight, hm?"
The others agreed with nodding while the fully cloaked one spoke up with a strong French accent. "It is an honor."
Edited 2016-07-26 05:11 (UTC)
[The bodyguard, though he can come in guarded flavor in the form of yakuza/ninja prince young Genji.]
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[The bodyguard. f/f or f/m]
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