magnetic_magpie: (616 Magneto - injured)
Magneto ([personal profile] magnetic_magpie) wrote in [community profile] sirenspull_logs2012-04-11 08:18 am

Peaking back into the world

Who: Magneto and to be updated
When: Week of 4-10 through 4-15
Where: Mostly the HoA, a few others
Summary: Mags is talking to people again. A few people want to see him in person
Warnings: Will be updated
Other: Tag in with when you are meeting/where ok?

He'd made appointments with various people. He was going to keep them. But even still, he was looking entirely well. He'd lost a little weight, was tense, and mostly very still. Except his eyes. They never stopped moving.
southernreaper: (Wither)

[personal profile] southernreaper 2012-04-15 02:25 am (UTC)(link)
Kevin snorted. He didn't believe that for a minute. "Ya always Magneto. Jus' like I'm always Wither. Jus' another name." A shrug. He wasn't worried about it.

"Figured somethin' was goin' on."

Kevin paused, not sure how to put this, but then decided blunt and up front was the way to go. "I disposed o' one o' them things." He really hoped that Magneto remembered why they were meeting.
southernreaper: (Kill you)

[personal profile] southernreaper 2012-04-15 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
Kevin let it go. a lot of people kept telling him that, but he didn't believe it. He was Wither and that was all there was to it.

"A day afore I texted you." Kevin shoved a hand through his hair, pushing it out of his face. "Dunno what happened, but got called down there an' they had one o' them things out on a table, it was dead an' they'd... autopsied it. Wanted me t'dispose o' the rest." He took a deep breath because he still had nightmares. "Dunno how it died, or why, but it... ain't sure how t'describe it."
southernreaper: (Emo)

[personal profile] southernreaper 2012-04-15 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
Kevin frowned. He leaned his head back against the wall. "Weren't any bigger'n cocker spaniel." He shrugged. "Had weird prickly growth all over it. An' then, there were them wing things, which looked all broken." It was very malformed and they'd dissected it before he'd gotten there. So, he was really guessing a lot.
southernreaper: (Distraught)

[personal profile] southernreaper 2012-04-15 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
Kevin didn't want to remember. Nightmares, waking up in the middle of the night with Mimsy whimpering at him and licking his face streaked with tears. No, he didn't want to do this. Couldn't they just go in and stop it?

"By the time I got to it, there was a lot o' blood. They dissected it afore I destroyed it." Which meant that he wasn't even sure of his information. "Didn't notice the feet, but the hands looked normal, like a human's. There was somethin' weird 'bout the mouth, but.. I didn't look." And no one was going to make him either.
southernreaper: (Distraught)

[personal profile] southernreaper 2012-04-15 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
Kevin shrugged. "Saw a couple o' the top genetic guys, only recognized their names. They got some sorta neonatal guy down there." And he only knew that because the guy had dropped his badge and Kevin had handed it back to him.

"The coroner or whatever weren't a person I ever seen." But that was about it.
southernreaper: (cautious)

[personal profile] southernreaper 2012-04-15 03:51 am (UTC)(link)
Kevin knew exactly who he was talking about. "She's the one tha' told me t'destroy it." His accent got even thicker than normal.

He avoided that woman at all costs. She gave him the creeps, always asking about his powers and wanting to take samples, and asking if she could study the way his powers worked. Luckily, his contract said he didn't have to submit to her requests. He used that to his full advantage.
southernreaper: (Hellions)

[personal profile] southernreaper 2012-04-15 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
"I stay outta her way." Even though she'd cornered him more than once, and the last time was when she'd ordered him to the lab to destroy whatever that corpse had been.

"No, they moved it. The buildin's close, but it ain't part o' the main complex any more." Kevin had been surprised, but then it made sense, because they were trying to hide it. "Think they reduced the staff a little bit. No janitors, or plain techs, or low-level folk. I had t'be let in by someone with the proper clearance."
southernreaper: (Default)

[personal profile] southernreaper 2012-04-15 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
"Still in Sector 2, jus' away from the main buildin'. C'n get ya a better location later. Gotta go by there again an' I'll mark it on the map fer ya." Kevin didn't want to deal with that right now. Even though he knew he'd go by there tomorrow, just to get it over with. He'd take Mimsy for a walk or something.
southernreaper: (Emo)

[personal profile] southernreaper 2012-04-15 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
Kevin nodded. "I do. Been usin' 'em now an' again." Because he sometimes needed to get things to people without the chance of them getting intercepted. "I'll probably get it t'ya tomorrow. Walk Mimsy along that way or somethin'." Because, no one thought anything of him walking his puppy. People loved her, and she loved exploring new places.
southernreaper: (Smirk)

[personal profile] southernreaper 2012-04-15 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
Kevin snorted. He planned on it. "Probably get a video o' her trippin' o'er her feet." Because, she did that a lot. And if he accidentally got pictures of the place, well, that'd just have to be shared too, now wouldn't it?

"I'll be sure t'send ya the pictures o' her tryin' t'chase her tail."
southernreaper: (Lonely)

[personal profile] southernreaper 2012-04-15 04:48 am (UTC)(link)
Kevin raised his eyebrows so they disappeared under his hair. "That'd be right nice o' ya. I'm sure she'd appreciate it." And probably try to eat them all at once like she did now, anyway.
southernreaper: (Runaway)

[personal profile] southernreaper 2012-04-15 06:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Kevin shrugged. He didn't need people taking care of him. Or, any houses, really. He was handling things well enough. Besides, he had other places to squirrel himself away but he'd keep it in mind.

"Not tha' I know o'. Figured you needed t'know 'bout the thin'." He pushed himself upright. "Anythin' ya want me t'look inta?"
southernreaper: (Dusty)

[personal profile] southernreaper 2012-04-15 06:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Kevin shook his head. "I ain't been allowed t'take m'phone inta work, ever." He shrugged. "Was part o' my contract. I c'n take in m' SERO phone in, bu' they c'n monitor tha', an' that ain't safe."

He wasn't sure how closely, but he figured they were monitoring it and that made it dangerous enough.

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