shieldsup: (Unsettled)
Susan Storm Richards ([personal profile] shieldsup) wrote2012-07-10 07:04 pm

First Shield: A lack of unstable molecules...[Action/Voice]

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[Early in the evening of July 9th, Susan Richards wakes up in a very, very strange place, an unfamiliar couch. In YOUR living room. She blinks and looks around, extremely confused. When this strange, blond woman sees you...her eyes go wide she disappears, clothes and all. Astute listeners may hear the sounds of her feet as she gets up and moves away from you and the couch.]

Wha! What on Earth?! WHO are you and WHERE am I?

[Susan's voice is pretty demanding for an invisible person who just woke up in your house, and it seems to be coming from all around you, her powers distorting it.

Maybe you could help talk some sense into her? Explain the situation? Perhaps you're feeling pretty mad? Break time, go nuts! This isn't locked to anyone!]



Voice

[Much, much later, Susan's voice will appear over the journal after she's collected herself and gotten out of whoever's house she wound up in]

Hello everyone. This is Susan Richards of the Fantastic Four. If there are any members of the Fantastic Four, the Avengers, the X-Men, or even anyone that just recognizes my name I would appreciate it if you would get in touch with me. Hell, even if you are just feeling helpful and are willing to share information, I'd really appreciate it. I've just arrived and I need help getting my bearings. I don't want to impose, but I really need some answers.

Also, if anyone comes across a blue jumpsuit with a 4 on it, I'd ask that they not touch it, its made of highly unstable molecules that can react oddly to anyone that isn't me.

[Her voice isn't terribly upset, more confused. Its not like she's never woken up in strange places or been in rough situations alone before. Thats...sort of what the Fantastic Four do!]

(OOC: Feel free to break time with the action portion of the post! I've got nobody in particular who needs to find her so she can wake up in anyone's living room that wants an Invisible Woman)
quicktoanger: (Really?)

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[personal profile] quicktoanger 2012-07-11 09:47 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, Hell's Bells, what was it with people showing up in my damn home?

"Harry Dresden. And you're in another dimension. In my apartment, which is beginning to get old."
quicktoanger: (Concern)

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[personal profile] quicktoanger 2012-07-11 04:36 pm (UTC)(link)
I focused my senses and Listened for the source of the footsteps, attempting to track her position.

"You're here because this dimension randomly shifts reality, including dragging people in from other worlds and timestreams. You got in here specifically because a bunch of assholes named the Malnosso grabbed you on the way in, and they have a bad sense of humor. Your back hurts because it's got brand new wings sticking out of it, and let me tell you how well I respond to threats, lady."
quicktoanger: (Really?)

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[personal profile] quicktoanger 2012-07-11 05:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"I probably wouldn't have called them assholes if I was working for them. And I don't like to go around attacking people, even people who threaten me."
quicktoanger: (Anger)

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[personal profile] quicktoanger 2012-07-11 05:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"... Granted, if you keep threatening me, I might start to take it personal."
quicktoanger: (Really?)

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[personal profile] quicktoanger 2012-07-11 05:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"You know, I've been called antisocial in my day, but you bring it to a whole new freaking level."
quicktoanger: (I'm okay!)

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[personal profile] quicktoanger 2012-07-11 06:05 pm (UTC)(link)
If I'd thought about the specific words for a minute, I probably could have avoided the whole mess, but I was a little distracted. I started gathering my will as soon as she spoke again, and when I heard her shout, I hissed, "Riflet-"

That was as far as I got before a giant with an invisible croquet mallet smacked me across the room, sending me careening into- and through the door of the unused bedroom.

The jacket protected me from the worst of the impact, but that still stung.

"Alright. You want to play? We can do that."

It wasn't a spell I'd used much. Hell, I wasn't much good at veils, never had been... at least, not until Molly Carpenter, illusion-weaver and mental-manipulator extraordinaire, had become my apprentice.

Let's just say that I'd gotten a lot better at being hidden. I began creeping quietly around the room under the cover of my veil, assisted by a minor sound-suppressing effect I'd added to the veil- and by the fact that almost two decades of detective work have made me pretty good at sneaking, when I want to.
quicktoanger: (Ow)

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[personal profile] quicktoanger 2012-07-11 06:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, hell.

I'd been expecting some sort of attack, but this wasn't quite what I had in mind. Still, with a barely audible whisper- "Riflettum"- I was able to conjure a shield and hold it together.

Unfortunately, there was still nothing anchoring me in place, so I bounded across the room in my protective bubble. I'd learned how to take that kind of abuse due to hard experience in the Deeps beneath Chateau Raeth, but it still wasn't fun, and it still disrupted my veil, at least momentarily. I was able to call it over myself again before she could follow it up, thankfully.

This lady, however, was starting to piss me off.
quicktoanger: (Really?)

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[personal profile] quicktoanger 2012-07-11 06:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Okay, this time there was no big dramatic effect... but I did feel power. Large quantities of it, moving toward me.

I stretched out with my senses... but this didn't feel like the rushes of power she'd used before. It felt softer, more pliable. A force field of some kind, maybe?

Well. Nothing for it, she was going to hit me anyway. I dropped the shield and the veil, and levelled my hand, shouting "Forzare!"

A wave of pure force drove across the room. She was still invisible, so I couldn't aim, but this thing was broad enough and unfocused enough- thanks to the lack of a blasting rod- that it was just as likely to hit her anyway- assuming this force field didn't stop it.
quicktoanger: (Anger)

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[personal profile] quicktoanger 2012-07-11 07:08 pm (UTC)(link)
She had me. Dammit. My arms, my legs, my mouth.

Well, hell. I could still cast without my mouth. It would give me a bitch of a migraine, but I could do it. I gathered my will, preparing to throw a fireball at the door, where-

Oh, hell.

Susan Richards of the- Oh, hell.

There is no way my luck was this bad.

... Oh, who am I kidding? Every single moment of my life experience has demonstrated my luck to be exactly this bad. I glared daggers at her, but I blinked.
quicktoanger: (Brood)

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[personal profile] quicktoanger 2012-07-11 07:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Okay, it's possible I was glowering a bit as we spoke. She wasn't so damn hostile when she showed up in Spider-Man comics.

"I already told you, you're in another dimension. One where reality tends to shift randomly. This place draws people in from all sorts of universes."
quicktoanger: (What)

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[personal profile] quicktoanger 2012-07-11 07:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh. Hey. Civility. Civility works for me.

"Chicago. Well, not originally, but for the last decade and a half."
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[personal profile] quicktoanger 2012-07-11 07:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"Uh, yeah. I... have heard a little about yours, though."
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[personal profile] quicktoanger 2012-07-11 08:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"The basics."

... Probably more than the basics, but scary force field lady.

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