bakerstreet | alternate universe

"We won't make it anywhere else, either." Even without rationing, there's no way they have enough food to make it to Coast City or even Keystone. "So what do we do?"

[ that answer gets a confused frown, and he drops down in front of her, so she can see his face even with his hood drawn up around it. he finds it hard to believe she wouldn't recognize him, unless she's already drunk. because he knows that too, he knows everything public to be mined about jessica jones, and a few extras.

his nostrils flare as he works through how to play this. he knows they need her, he just wanted to lend an extra two meatfists he calls hands. he can't replace a supergirl, though, no matter how many men he can drop in 7 minutes dead. ] Sorry. [ he lifts his hands, he really hadn't meant to startle her. he's so used to superdouchebags like daredevil who always see him coming from miles away. or smell him or whatever the fuck. ]

I'm just one guy, but I can help.

[ Jess sighs, turning on her heel. His landing is heavy from all the layers he's got on, clothing and muscle. His bearing comes off blunt, like hers or Luke's, not creepy tiptoeing of Matt or his daddy. Shadows no longer obfuscate his face and reluctantly Jess recognizes him from a little shallow digging on Nelson and Murdock towards the dissolution of that relationship. ]

Shit. [ That's the god damn Punisher. Where's Detective Knight when you need her? This seems like the kind of situation she would catch Jessica in. ] We're not forming a Scooby Gang, all right? There's no we. [ How did he even find them? Does he know about her clients? Maybe she should swing by there first. ]

[ he jerks a thumb back to the restaurant. ] Sure looked like a 'we' in there.

The scarf looks better on you. [ dadjokes for days ]

( for all dorian can tell himself not to invest time and effort into someone or something, because eventually he'll be the one getting hurt, he never listens. he can claim he never cared. has used that more than once in a disagreement. but, it's a flaw. he cares. too much sometimes.

IGNORING IT ALL!!! )

Careful, you'll give a man a reason to swoon over something like that.

( he makes a gesture to mime along with what he says. )

I'm certain the commander would rather send me back where I came from on one of his little...toys. He wanted to personally strap me in when I showed up in Haven. I could see it in his eyes.

( he shifts further down to pillow his head on his arm. time to look anywhere else but at the man in front of him. )

So, I'm used to being treated differently for being who I am. I see no reason to pass it along.

"You keep running. I'll follow. I'll find a way." Or he won't. Harry is exhausted and half-starved from always shoving his food at Sam to keep him strong. He's not a stupid man. He knows the odds of his survival unless they can find somewhere safe.

[ Is there a minimum asshole requirement for vigilantism or something? Jess rolls her eyes and resumes her step. Except now she's scanning the rooftops for any more assassins, karate or otherwise. Secondarily, she's mindful of any potential blood splatter or dead bodies, given the company. ]

Did you sleep with his girlfriend or something? [ And great job on the secret identity, by the way, Matt. 2 for 2 today. ] Or am I just your in because I'm the one with blood on my hands?

[ Probably literally. There's definitely still a little in her hair, yaay. ]

Mm. Then that makes two of us.

[Arms folded behind his head, Alistair exhaled a sigh. His feet, at least, were finally approaching a comfortable temperature. The rest of him... Well, it would come in time.

As he laid there, he contemplated the ceiling - sagging as it was, it didn't appear to be in any danger of leaking any worse than it already was, and it thankfully wasn't leaking on them. He'd take the small favours.]

Bastard, Orphan, Templar, Warden, Prince, Exile - and now Inquisitor. I've been all sorts of titles all my life. I'm not sure I've ever just been Alistair. I try to see past all that with other people - when they let me.

[ he jogs to catch up, but stays a few lengths behind her, not wanting to make it seem like they're BUDDIes or anything gosh. no blood, no bodies. just a whole lot of indignant creepertude. which speaking of... that gets kind of a panicked look. k a r e n. let's never speak her name. ]

You'd have to ask him, I've been nothing but cordial. [ everyone shoots their friends in the head. this is totally adjusted behavior JE SS ICA. though he sobers just a bit at her question. that might be more to the point, and why he can't just talk to matt about this after all. ] That's not the only reason.

"I'm not leaving you here!" The tone of voice seems to suggest that even trying to argue with him here will be met with just being ignored. "...what if we go underground. Through the sewers."

[ Gross.

She stuffs her hands in her pockets and turns down the next street, towards lower Manhattan. If he's going to be tailing her a while, she might as well walk, despite the Metro Pass that scrapes against her fingers. ]

Thrill me.

'Cause you're not a fucking retard. [ talking to any fucking one of those guys is a waste of time. she knows, she was there! but he's deflating just as fast with a grainy little sigh. ]

You're really out?

Edited (just cause (soRRY)) 2018-02-08 21:38 (UTC)

( in a way dorian can understand. he's been any number of things to people but very few have taken the time to see him. it's tiring to deal with. but, he does because what else is there? despair? no thanks.

he stares at the fire for a few seconds. it's quiet except for the weather outside. he has the passing thought that lightning might strike this house down. but, he doesn't dwell on that. they also have the real possibility of a bogfisher crashing through the wall at any given moment. both are equally likely.

dorian turns his attention to alistair again. studies his profile. then, just sighs and closes his eyes for a second or two. )

Well, just Alistair.

( he lays his accent on very thickly. that nobility in him shines through. )

It's a veritable pleasure to make your acquaintance.

[ Yikes. Why is she leading him away again? Put the five of them in a room together and she could make more selling tickets than she would if she started answering her landline. ]

I have a job. [ She has people who wedged themselves into her office and her life, that she has to look out for. Right now. It's more compelling to her than the nebulous masses of "innocent people" who won't leave her alone. ]

[when minsu parted ways with his sisters, he truly believed that the last thing he ever wanted to do was meet another gumiho. they were clever and cruel, arrogant in the way that their kind could be. they brought out the worst in him.

and then he met yobi. she was a surprise, and at first he was probably as suspicious of her as his sisters were of him - because she was different too. her innocence and enthusiasm made her seem so much like just a tiny human. one who just happened to have tails, sometimes.

but it didn't take him long to accept her. minsu was lonely, and being lonely is the worst hell that he can imagine. and maybe he deserved a little of that, but there's no way that yobi did.]

I want to see the humans too... [oh - that's a good idea. he thinks about it for a moment, the younger gumiho dancing around him until he places a gentle hand on her head.] You don't have to hunt for us. [money both was and wasn't a problem. minsu didn't have any, but he didn't find himself needing any very often. he crouches down in front of her, a smile on his lips.] You want beef and chicken? What if we play a game with that man who owns the buffet restaurant?

[and the name of that game would be "little girl distracts owner while minsu loads up".]

[he's pretty sure that he's seen this happen in the movies. it's usually a girl waiting for a guy, assuring the knowing waiter that her date is coming, he'll be there any second. the candle in the wine bottle burns low, they start cleaning the restaurant as it gets ready to close...

the guy never shows. minsu swore that he would never be that guy. instead, he's the girl.

minsu sighs, pinching his candle flame out between his thumb and forefinger, glancing up at the stranger offering to buy him dinner.]

Okay...

[if he sounds unsure, it's because he thinks he knows what the guy is really after.

but fuck it, he's hungry.]

You haven't seen how much I can eat though. No take-backs!

[minsu pushes out the empty seat across from him.]

[ preferences here, but to make it easy on you, no incest and not open to smut.

my fave aus are what if scenarios, urban fantasy, royalty, fairytale, speciesswap... honestly, lay your ideas on me. ]

Are you sure Oppa? I don't mind! [Hunting is what she was good at when changed back to her original form. It's how she survived before she met Minsu Oh. A pout appears on her face but it vanishes when he speaks up again.] Yea! [She perks up then, a childish grin forming on her face as she dances from one foot to the other.] Beef and chicken sounds yummy! especially in those rice bowls.

Mm? [The hand on her head is enough to pause her in her energetic movements, the child pausing to peer up at him.] Oh.. that game? Okay. [She knew what he was talking about, considering they've done this sort of routine more than once. Yobi normally didn't like playing it- somehow, stealing from the humans that she admired felt so wrong to her, but she knew it's what they needed to do to survive.

There is a look on her face that clearly reads about her reluctance in stealing. She was willing to do it, though, for Minsu Oh. She loved him dearly and looked up to him like an older brother. Even after she learned that he had killed humans in the past and ate their livers, it still didn't change how she felt.] Is this that new restaurant that opened up? The food inside smells sooooo good. [She effortlessly slips her hand into Minsu Oh's, a smile sent his way. Her stomach was rumbling, the fox shifting impatiently on her feet.] Let's go!

Edited 2018-02-08 23:47 (UTC)

[ well, if that isn't an oscar winner, jess. he casts her a sidelong glance that says he really isn't buying it. ] Come on, I know you give a shit. Otherwise why were you even there?

[It's a tone and a sentiment that gets a smile from Alistair, eyes trailing over Dorian's face before he answers.] The pleasure is mine, Messere Pavus.

[His Orlesian is almost as terrible as his Tevinter, but it could pass for lowborn - fitting enough for him, he thought.

But then, slighty daring, he lifted his hand, arm pivoting on his elbow until he placed it over Dorian's, where he could. Too far? He hoped not. But for now... he dared. It was good to feel close to someone again. To like someone. The want was there to curl up around him and shield him from the invective that was inevitable from all of the other Fereldans and Orlesians and a few Marchers, too. Dorian was a good person, but they could see no farther than the country of his birth and were too eager to paint him with Tevinter's own bloody brush.

Alistair knew better. He'd seen the man's intellect, his understanding, and the bruised feelings beneath the wit. Because that felt very much like him, those unseen bruises. Made him want to soothe every hurt.]

[ He knows, does he. Why don't he and Luke go get coffee and kibitz about all the shit they know about her. The revelations would be fascinating. ]

Crap-ass luck. I'm not a hero, and neither are you.

[ he shakes his head. ] No, I'm not. Never pretended to be neither.

[ but if this thing is coming down, it's coming down on the whole city. he's the one with a deathwish so why is she the one who doesn't give a fuck? ]

And yet without us, the city is doomed. [ Jess's stare bores into him. ]

Yeah. [ not mocking at all. serious, just with a weight to it. that's what he's been saying this whole time!! ] Still walking away?

alternate universe

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scrEAMs stoP this immediately (dont tell me i started it i dont take kindly to TRUTHERS)

technically marvel started it with that horse shit SDCC Defenders trailer

ok true lets blame them for this seems prudenT

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good i hate them

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idk if you mean fresca or marvel but same

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its all a sewer volcano

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finn | star wars | ota

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oh cute cute!

yessss chinhands already

jade harley | homestuck

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