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Entry tags:
I'm not close I'm not safe
Characters: Kaine and OPEN
Date: December 23rd
Location: Brazen Turtle; Various
Situation: Kaine has an empty nest. Clearly this means there is something wrong with him as a person.
Warnings/Rating: PG-13 to be safe (Kaine has a filthy mouth)
Option A (Kaine):
[Kaine sat at the bar of Brazen Turtle, staring at his beer. He didn't know why he was as bothered by Peter leaving as he was. After all, how many times had he threatened to kick Peter out? He didn't even particularly like the smaller version of Peter Parker. All his presence did was remind him that there were more idealistic idiots out there than even the Peter he was familiar with. The kid was nothing but a nuisance, constantly butting into his business and forcing him to do things he didn't want to do. How could this kid, this boy who didn't know the first thing about him (by design), mean anything to him?
He had spent his entire life alone; he had always preferred that to the company of anyone. There was no one in the world--in the universe, he supposed--that was like him. They all had souls and families and relationships. He was a human shell hiding a monster within a monster. Miles Warren, his father, had put him on his destructive path by creating him, but Kaine was fully aware that he was the instrument of his own destruction. His own actions through the years had insured that he could never join society the way that Ben had tried, no matter what he did in an attempt to atone. Kaine knew this... he embraced it. So why was it bothering him now, all thanks to a kid he didn't particularly like?
Aracely. Peter reminded him of Aracely. That was the only thing he could think of. And he didn't particularly like her either. She was just someone who needed help, and he was the unlucky sap who got saddled with her. If he had left her, she would have just gotten killed... in any of those times he had gone back to save her. She was just a child. She deserved a second chance. Peter deserved a second chance.
Kaine downed the rest of his drink, knowing full well that it will probably come to bite him in his low tolerant ass later.]
Option B (Scarlet Spider):
[Kaine needed something to punch. It didn't matter what or who, so long as it had a face that he could connect with his fist. He had no recollection of putting the costume on, or leaving his suite for that matter, only swinging through the air throughout Keeliai, looking for someone relatively out of place. He was a man on a mission, one who wouldn't be satisfied until he was able to take his frustration out on someone who looked like they might deserve it, preferably someone of the criminal persuasion.]
Date: December 23rd
Location: Brazen Turtle; Various
Situation: Kaine has an empty nest. Clearly this means there is something wrong with him as a person.
Warnings/Rating: PG-13 to be safe (Kaine has a filthy mouth)
Option A (Kaine):
[Kaine sat at the bar of Brazen Turtle, staring at his beer. He didn't know why he was as bothered by Peter leaving as he was. After all, how many times had he threatened to kick Peter out? He didn't even particularly like the smaller version of Peter Parker. All his presence did was remind him that there were more idealistic idiots out there than even the Peter he was familiar with. The kid was nothing but a nuisance, constantly butting into his business and forcing him to do things he didn't want to do. How could this kid, this boy who didn't know the first thing about him (by design), mean anything to him?
He had spent his entire life alone; he had always preferred that to the company of anyone. There was no one in the world--in the universe, he supposed--that was like him. They all had souls and families and relationships. He was a human shell hiding a monster within a monster. Miles Warren, his father, had put him on his destructive path by creating him, but Kaine was fully aware that he was the instrument of his own destruction. His own actions through the years had insured that he could never join society the way that Ben had tried, no matter what he did in an attempt to atone. Kaine knew this... he embraced it. So why was it bothering him now, all thanks to a kid he didn't particularly like?
Aracely. Peter reminded him of Aracely. That was the only thing he could think of. And he didn't particularly like her either. She was just someone who needed help, and he was the unlucky sap who got saddled with her. If he had left her, she would have just gotten killed... in any of those times he had gone back to save her. She was just a child. She deserved a second chance. Peter deserved a second chance.
Kaine downed the rest of his drink, knowing full well that it will probably come to bite him in his low tolerant ass later.]
Option B (Scarlet Spider):
[Kaine needed something to punch. It didn't matter what or who, so long as it had a face that he could connect with his fist. He had no recollection of putting the costume on, or leaving his suite for that matter, only swinging through the air throughout Keeliai, looking for someone relatively out of place. He was a man on a mission, one who wouldn't be satisfied until he was able to take his frustration out on someone who looked like they might deserve it, preferably someone of the criminal persuasion.]
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[Kaine brings a hand to his head. He really needs to stop talking.]
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While there are more people doing bad things and people get to have to go through that - and not everybody can rip a bomb apart - then the number of actual heroes doesn't matter. One more's always needed.
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Or do I have to bring up Stamford? [He might have been in prison when that happened, but you'd have to live under a rock to not have heard about it.]
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And what would have happened if that team hadn't been at Stamford? And do I have to bring up what happened when people saw a mistake as standing for everything that they'd been trying to do?
FYI, I went into training. Because it's important. But you can't say that people ignoring what's happening is better than at least trying to help other people!
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And I'm not talking about you. I'm talking about how fucking dumb it is that people even think it's a good idea at all to run around in a costume and play hero! [At least Kaine's including himself in that overly harsh statement.]
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And you don't know that he wouldn't have blown himself up, there. Or somebody else. People that I've fought haven't shown up because there were good guys to fight them, okay? They wanted something, bad things. Sure, a few of them might've been going for recognition, but that wasn't everyone! The skrull didn't invade because there were heroes on earth!
The costume doesn't matter! Well, sometimes it matters, like Iron Man's armor or Spider-Man's mask or Mr. Fantastic's stretchy suit, but it's not the costume that's most important!
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Maybe not on your world, but where I come from, there are enough of 'em around LA that their kids got together and made a superhero team. They've even got a dinosaur!
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Wait, this is derailing him from his point.]
And somehow LA is still standing! As opposed to New York which has to be rebuilt every other damn day!
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I've lived there. [ More to the point, so has Tony Stark. ] You might be simply misinformed.
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I dunno if you've only lived in New York or something, but I was in a team that could pop up anywhere around the world where there was a need, and we never saw New York for weeks and weeks!
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Fine, forget LA. [LA is so overrated anyway.] What about Las Vegas? Portland? St. Louis? Houston? Denver? ...Salt Lake City? [He's pretty sure he's the closest thing Salt Lake City ever got to a supervillain.] When was the last time anyone attacked them? How about Miami? Chicago? New Orleans? Memphis? Phoenix?
I can go on.
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Ulan Bator, China, Harare, Paris, Rio - yeah. Anywhere. Everywhere. And those guys did not expect a team of superheroes to pop up there.
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Let me guess AIM? HYDRA? Despots with dreams of being the next Doom?
I sincerely doubt you were fighting Brazilian bank robbers.
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... though by the time he got to know more than the two people sent over were needed, it was a bit of an emergency. Like, really really really an emergency. No thanks at all, Loki.
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[That reminds him, there's another city other than New York and Stamford gone to hell because of superheroes: Broxton. (Bronxton? Whatever.)]
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[Wait, did he come back again already?]
You know what, I'm never going to assume anyone's dead anymore. I should know better by now. [Because only Ben stays dead...]
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[ There's still anger, though of a different kind, in her voice; and sadness, too. Her shoulders hunch a little, arms more hugging herself than crossed. ]
And... I guess in some cases that's what one can hope. Or something like that.
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...There's a saying. "Everyone deserves a second chance."
It's bullshit.
Some people just can't be redeemed.
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Something like that.
[ She's pretty sure it's possible for most people. ]
... but it doesn't help that some of them keep pretending they want to be better.
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