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Post by Claymore on Dec 30, 2017 0:38:03 GMT
Liam stood on the bridge between the mansion and the new mystic wing of the school, and he shook his head as he thought about all that had happened over the last few years. The snow and wind whipped his face as he held an amber longneck in his hands and raised it to the skies before taking a long sip. "To you, Emily, and to all the others that have crossed my path in the past. May you all find your peace."
Claymore was still bothered by whatever had happened to Emily Farrell, or Remedy as she had been called by the good folks in Alpha Flight. There had to be more to it than a simple disappearance with Wild Child, but he was still hard pressed to come up with a decent explanation.
"Maybe one day we'll cross paths again," he said aloud as he took another sip. "But until then, I pray you're safe, Em."
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Post by Banshee on Jan 17, 2018 23:37:07 GMT
Sean Cassidy still had no idea why he was wandering on the mystic side of the campus today. He was not looking for anyone in particular, and he was not one of the gung-ho mystic lovers. He wasn't one of the haters, either, for that matter. And if all the cards were out on the table, he was still trying to figure out how he and Captain America made it back to this side of the Great Divide known as death.
As he stood at the foot of the bridge and prepared to cross back to the main campus, Banshee saw Liam MacFeorais standing there toasting to some unseen friend with a beer. "Who are yeh missing this day, Liam?" Sean asked as he made his way to the younger man. "Too many for me to count, but I'd start with my beloved Moira."
"Dr. MacTaggert? Wish I had met her," Liam said as he set his beer at his feet. "I was thinking about Emily, that young woman we found at the Weapon X facility. Just praying she's OK, wherever she is. What brings you to Hogwarts on the Hudson?"
"Just wandering to clear me head," Sean replied as he watched some of the mystic students flying overhead. "The dragons all tucked in for the holiday, or is Saint Nick going to borrow them this year?" Banshee could not help but chuckle as he mentioned the dragons.
"Your guess is as good as mine!" Liam laughed as he watched his brothers Thom and Galen joining the students. "That's the one thing I wish I could do. Without a jet pack, I mean."
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Post by Leo Sumner on Jan 18, 2018 0:23:28 GMT
"Don't get me started on those damned dragons," Leo said as came out of the main mystic school building and walked up to Sean and Liam. "Eat you out of house and home, and they are not the nicest of creatures."
"You aren't the one paying for their food," Liam said as he cast a withering glance at Sumner. "And as long as they are not eating you, all should be good, right?"
"Don't get on your high horse," Leo grumbled as he looked up at the students flying overhead and then back to Liam. "Poofy..."
Sean was the one who then turned to look at Leo. "Watch it. I don't care if I'm not the headmaster. None of that here. Understood?"
"Dial it down a bit, Irish," Leo said as he produced a flask and took a sip. He knew Cassidy was not a drinker, so he did not offer it to him. He also saw Liam's beer, so he didn't pass it on to him, either. "Old habits. Slip of the tongue."
"And yes, I do know what it means," Liam replied as he shook his head. "I'm not gay. Just not seeing anyone at the moment."
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Post by Claymore on Jan 25, 2018 0:06:41 GMT
"Not that it is any of your business," Liam said as he shook his head at Sumner. "Aren't you supposed to be going back to London for the holidays? That's what Mom said anyway."
"Your mum. Always prattling on, isn't she?" Leo said as both Sean and Liam glared at him. "Wait. Is this Kari even your real mum? I thought you were from some backwater hole of a place across the multiverse?"
"Not that much of a backwater, no," Liam growled as he picked up his beer and took another swig. "Just not the same as here. Way more siblings. Living grandparents. Relatives from other dimensions. And dragons."
"A world with no dragons? Seriously?" Sean asked as Liam nodded in reply. "Lockheed would not have liked your home world."
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Post by Cybernary on Feb 15, 2018 0:09:02 GMT
"He'd have hated mine," Cass Summers, one of the latest arrivals from the far-flung reaches of the universe, said as she walked up behind the three men. "Dragons were bred for food for the armies there. No wonder I'm a vegan now. Hated it. Just hated it."
"Sis," Liam said as he motioned for Cass to come next to him. "You don't have to worry about that here. I know this is all sort of new-ish yet..."
"That's a word. New-ish. It fits. Some stuff is the same. The Askani. The stories on the moving magic tapestry. Beer. Raving maniacs," she said as she looked at Sumner. "Sorry, but back home, you had a different name, and you were a bit nuts."
Sumner grumbled but didn't actually reply to Cass' comments. She huffed as she looked away from the dodgy mystic. "And that's why everyone said to stay away from you. Hey, Liam, aren't we supposed to be getting ready for the wedding?"
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Post by Leo Sumner on Feb 17, 2018 0:20:08 GMT
"You mean Lord Constantine, right?" Sumner asked as he looked at Cass. "Had a thing for your mum in that world and killed her, I'm guessing? I met him once. Maniac is too polite a term for that bastard. Tried to kill each other, but it didn't stick too well on him. Or on me. Thank God for that."
Sumner could tell Cass was visibly shaken as he brought up his otherworldly doppelganger. "I'll never bring him up again, luv, unless he shows his face here. And if he does, I hope Wolverine rips his head off."
"I was created in a test tube. I have no clue what my biological parents were like," Cass said softly as Liam but his arm around her shoulder. "Or about how they died."
"Maybe you lot better get to that wedding. Heaven knows I'm not on the guest list. Can't blame Ewan. I'm like the black cloud anyway. Trouble always finds me," Leo said as he lit a cigarette.
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Post by Claymore on Mar 1, 2018 0:04:59 GMT
"Yup, you do get the Gloomy Gus award, man," Liam said to Sumner as the mystic took a puff off his cigarette. "What will you be doing while we party the night away?"
"Avoiding the dragons, mostly," Leo said as he shook his head. "And a few other windbags who get my goat."
"Merlin, right?" Liam chuckled as he looked back toward the new building. "You two are just a barrel of laughs when you get together. And Elric Bloodwind. What a party you guys will have."
"Come along then, you two," Sean said as he started to cross the bridge. "And you, wizard. Behave yourself," he added as Sumner glared at him.
TBC Sean, Liam and Cass in the Holiday Nuptials thread
TBC Leo here for the moment
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Post by Leo Sumner on Apr 9, 2018 22:41:56 GMT
Leo grumbled under his breath as the others went to the wedding. Sure, he'd have loved to quaff a few pints and dance with a few fine folks who would be there, but he knew Ewan would likely chuck a blade at his head before he'd ever invite Leo to his wedding.
"Good thing I bring me own," he said as he pulled out a second flask and started to sip the whiskey inside it. As he stopped sipping, the bridge started to shake, and the lake before him started to turn into a vortex of light and fine water spray. "Kirkson, is that you making a bloody grand entrance?" he said as he expected Melkir, the head of the Mystic Council who often went by the name Mel Kirkson in the mundane realms, to appear on the back of some sea horse or whale or dolphin.
Suddenly a man dressed entirely in black shot out of the vortex and landed in a heap on the bridge.
"Melkir you ain't," Leo said as he wove runes of fire around his hands. "Who are you, and why are you here?"
The man in black groaned as he got to his knees and looked at the mage. "I take it this isn't London, circa 1860?"
"Oh bloody fu..." Leo started to say when the man finally looked him in the eye.
"Constantine?" the man asked before his eyes rolled back in his head and he passed out.
"Fine! I am bloody John Constantine, petty dabbler in the dark arts and eternal errand boy for the Clan MacFeorais, or so it seems! And right now, I am going to be your bloody field medic, you over dressed cosplay artist!"
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Post by The Dark Knight on Apr 30, 2018 22:54:07 GMT
The man winced as the grumpy mage wove healing runes around him. "Last time, someone else did that..." he muttered as the man he knew as Constantine tried to heal whatever was wrong with him. "Rhiannon? Maeve? Not Kari. Was with Thomas..."
"Oh, you have got to be kidding me!" Leo, or John, or whatever name he chose to go by, howled as the man started to sit up. "Bruce? I thought you died when Essex's bloody insane asylum got blown up. You went after that bastard for what he did to Thom. I remember that much."
"Good memory," Bruce said as he tried to get up but promptly fell backwards. "What year is this? You look too different for this to be the 1860s."
"The year of our Lord 2018, Bruce," Constantine said with a hint if exasperation. "How did you get here?"
"If I told you, you'd never believe me," the time traveler said as he winced again.
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Post by Leo Sumner on Apr 30, 2018 22:59:43 GMT
"Try me," Leo said as he looked at Bruce and knew he'd likely be called 55 different names going forward now. "Magic portal? Elixir? Coach pulled by Thestrals?"
"Myself," Bruce said as Constantine grimaced at him. Again. "I had a conversation with myself. I told myself I had to go to the future. Then I threw a bottle at myself, and I wound up here."
"Only you would create a bloody paradox, you bat-eared loon!" Leo yelled as he looked around to see if anyone else was there. "Come along with me. We have a wedding to attend."
TBC Leo & Bruce at the wedding
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