Heroes: Shadows over Millenium

[Dark Silver]

His hands made motion like he was smoothing her hair, as he nodded. The feel of her dragon form was odd, but he could get used to it.

"Good...let's head back to the Apartment....I could use a bite to eat, and I'm sure Blast is trying to dig for any stray porn....or even digging through your panties right now..."

He half grinned at that, as he waited for her to teleport them, but not before he placed a kiss upon the dragon head.

"Whenever your ready love."

[LadyTevar]

"Good...let's head back to the Apartment....I could use a bite to eat, and I'm sure Blast is trying to dig for any stray porn....or even digging through your panties right now..."

He half grinned at that, as he waited for her to teleport them, but not before he placed a kiss upon the dragon head.

"Whenever your ready love."

It was almost funny as those silver draconic eyes seemed to cross as he leaned forward to plant the kiss, surprise tingling through the link from all the physical affection. It was something she was still totally unaccustomed to, something outside her experience from her long years avoiding touch to prevent empathic overload.

Thus is was a moment before she silently opened her wings and pulled him into the shadow for the trip back to the apartment.

[Dark Silver]

A single heartbeat.

Two beats of the heart, and they reappeared in the apartment, their home.

He looked around for a moment, looking for Blast, and deciding he needed a drink.

"Blast, we're home" he said, as he moved towards his chair...relaxing before the big mission...always fun.

[frigidmagi]

"Blast, we're home" he said, as he moved towards his chair...relaxing before the big mission...always fun.

"Huh?" Blast said elaquently. He was sitting on the floor, the box still in both hands.

"Oh... Hi... Uhu... Have fun?" He finially asked.

[Charon]

Legacies did not respond in any way to outside stimulis. The continous battle inside kept him occupied enough that the silver figure seemed like a vegetable, completely dead to the outside world. The only sign that Legacies was still alive was the constant swirling of his symbiote as pieces of it seemed to disintigrate for no reason as new patches began to grow elsewhere.

In the inner mind, the struggle remained a deadly stalemate. Every inch of progress Carver made was cut out or just outright pushed back. But as Legacies pushed back Carver would find a new hole in the defense and slip into it, forcing Legacies to start all over again.

[LadyTevar]

"Blast, we're home" he said, as he moved towards his chair...relaxing before the big mission...always fun.

"Huh?" Blast said elaquently. He was sitting on the floor, the box still in both hands.

"Oh... Hi... Uhu... Have fun?" He finially asked.

Argent dissolved out of her dragon form, slipping past Saibot on her way to the kitchen. "We found a way for Blast to recharge more quickly," was all she said about the youngster holding the Box as she opened the fridge to fetch a beer for Saibot.

[Dark Silver]

Garth eyes the obviously intoxicated Blast, and almost growled as he stalked over to the young meta.

"Don't...touch...the box...." he said, as he reached for the ancient magickal artifact and pried it from Blasts' grip.

"You had no idea what this thing could have done to you...." Garth stroked the edges of the box fondly, as he moved towards the room which it normally sat. "Besides...you have no idea if you messed with the ring's recharge....I hope it didn't..."

[frigidmagi]

"Well you shouldn't leave it out then. Besides Argent gave it to me to use. Said it was better then trying the wiring in this place, which by the way is older then You." Blast replied shaking himself off as he got up. He kept an eye on Saibot. The man was damn near unstable.

[Dark Silver]

"Well no shit, the apartment is old, just been refurbished a few times."

Garth looked to Argent while she was in the kitchen area, still in plain view, "That true? You let him have the box even knowing the ring was recharging?"

Garth entered the room, set the box down, and walked back out, hearing the door click closed behind him.

"And I didn't leave the box lying around, it was sitting in the same spot it always does, in that room, on it's shelf."

[LadyTevar]

Garth looked to Argent while she was in the kitchen area, still in plain view, "That true? You let him have the box even knowing the ring was recharging?"

"The door was open," Lei answered calmly, no emotions tainting voice or link. "The box was there." She set the beer can down on the coffeetable nonchalantly, within easy reach of Garth's favorite chair. "It would have taken hours for him to recharge here. The Box has power to spare. I knew it would not harm him, as he is untouched by darkness." It was a subtle reminder of what the Box did to her when she touched it. "Problem solved." And if the ring does not recharge, you do not get yourself killed she added deep within her mind.

[Cynical Cat]

Blackheart cursed as Legacies didn't respond. "I fucking swear, everything was so much fucking simpler in my black ops days. Not half the fucking headaches." He walked over to Legacies. "Okay, the symbiote has some kind of telepathic/empathic linkage and is being jacked." He touched his radio. "Argent, I need your empathy voodoo. Legacies symbiote is being jacked. Adress is as follows."

[frigidmagi]

Blast happened to be rolling his earbud in his left hand, having just found it again, when Blackheart's message chattered out.

"Hey guys? I think Backheart needs something from us." He called out slipping the bud back into his ear under the mask.

[Dark Silver]

Garth sighed, reached into his pocket, and pulled out the earbud, inserting it into his ear, listening.

"Joy...time to see if its charged...." Garth said turning to reopen the door and retreive his ring.

[LadyTevar]

A shadow-tendril moved, and suddenly Argent was reaching up to don her own earbud. "Blackheart, this is Argent. Please repeat message."


(EDITTED, since Blackheart posted)

[Cynical Cat]

"Legacies could use Argent's help badly," Blackheart repeated. "Location as follows."

[LadyTevar]

Argent faded into her dragon form, looking at Saibot and Blast. "Do you want me to wait for you or go ahead?" There was a feeling of urgency, of worry tingling in the air, the ink-black dragon seeming to shimmer as if eager to be gone.

It ws confusing... cold bitch as she spoke to Saibot about the ring, now suddenly ready to rush to Legacies rescue.

[Dark Silver]

"No beautiful..you'd best go. I need to double check somethings for the mission. I'll see you when you get back"

With that, Garth walked back into his room, moving towards the box.

[LadyTevar]

No sooner than the words left Saibot's mouth than Blast was picked up and Argent vanished into the shadows Between.

Two heartbeats, three... four... it was a longer trip than normal, as if Argent wasn't sure where she was going, as if she was searching for someone or something to bring them out....

... Then she fountained out from under Blackheart's own shadow, billowing into the air before setting Blast down less than a meter away. "What happened," the dragon said as the inky head turned towards Legacies spasming body.

[Cynical Cat]

"A dead man seems to be trying to hijack Legacies symbiote," said Blackheart. "While I could do without him constantly using the plural, I thought he could use some backup."

[LadyTevar]

"There are... two of them..." Argent said as the dragon lowered herself to Legacies, one wing slowly reaching out to cup the silver body, hestitantly as more pieces of it broke off or tentacles flailed. "They are fighting as one, desperate for survival," the desperation faintly weighted the air around Argent as she spoke.

"The other...." her voice changed slightly, distastefully. "He's happy. Cheerfully so." The shadowy wing slid under Legacies body, lifting him a slight amount, as Argent nearly snarled. "The invader thinks this is all a game."

[SirNitram]

"Can you do anything for him?" Gravitas asked simply. "Or should I go in? It's been a while since I properly exorcised anything, and there's no telling what it'll do in this timestream. ...I'll explain another time." He added before anyone asked.

[Cynical Cat]

"Can you put your finger on the scale?" asked Blackheart. "Or failing that, is there anyway you can get him into me?"

[B4UTRUST]

When Lei's wing lifted Legacies, the entity that was Carver reacted. A small portion of his being attached itself to her lifeforce and transfered itself into her. Within her, a gleeful childlike amusement was felt. Followed by the pain of feeling pieces of her body come missing from her control.

Within Legacies the battle continued to rage, the two entities that existed inside of the body fought to the standstill again. The voice in Legacies' head, however, became stronger, more prominent. It whispered words of woe to the symbiote, mocking the irony of the parasitic creature being invaded by a parasite...

[LadyTevar]

As the cheerful man slipped into the shadow-stuff, the dragon's head jerked skyward. **FEAR!!!!!!!** screamed out of her as the wing holding Legacies slumped, nearly seperating from the coiled body.

The scream echoed around the dragon, and bounced down the link connecting her to Saibot.

[frigidmagi]

Fear slammed into Blast making he stumble backwards, shaking his head trying to ward it off he threw up his sheilds and grabbed aholded of a nearby wall.

"What the hell?" he gasped out.