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tushanshu_logs2015-07-10 11:35 pm
wrathfulkhan) wrote in tushanshu_logs2015-07-10 11:35 pm
you're standing too close to a flame that's burning | open, with starters
Characters: Eyebrow Squad Gene, Jackie, Deon, and you!
Date: Throughout July
Location: Keeliai and the rest of the shell
Situation: July interactions for Eyebrow Squad.
Warnings/Rating: None initially, but subject to change.
A. [Gene] House Iron Dragon | July 6 | closed to Pepper
Gene's been able to keep his emotions contained after his initial breakdown upon first experiencing the vision, but he can't hold that tide back forever on his own. At least he manages to keep it in until he reaches the house, and immediately goes into the kitchen to make himself some tea just so he has something to do with his hands (that isn't dig his nails into his palms so hard they nearly draw blood). But he doesn't finish making it; he's barely gotten the cup down when he's seized with another wave of grief and anger and frustration and guilt. It slams down a little harder than he'd meant it to, making a clatter, and he rests his elbows on the edge of the counter, his nails digging into his scalp, his eyes screwed shut.
B. [Gene] House Iron Dragon | early July | closed to Raine
Gene's been practicing a little - scraps of different metals were scattered across a piece of the kitchen he'd claimed as his temporary workroom. Some experiments had clearly been more successful than others, but there's a clear progression of his improving skill and finesse with the orange ring. Fine-tuning it had been the hardest part, and he wants to be especially careful when dealing with something as delicate as someone else's soul gem.
C. [Gene] Sky Sector | mid-July | open
Gene's seemed pretty preoccupied as of late - though with things in Keeliai being how they are, who could blame him? His mood's brightened considerably since leaving Zeshora in their wake, though, and he's back to being as chipper as he usually is. Which is to say, not especially, but at least he won't bite your head off if you look at him the wrong way.
He's taking down notes from time to time, but if you try and read over his shoulder, you may not be in luck. Unless you can read Mongolian script, of course. Hey, some people here can read Chinese, and a whole lot can read English. There are some notes he'd rather keep to himself instead of sharing with any nosey parker lurking somewhere over his shoulder.
D. [Jackie] Water Sector | early July | closed to Dove
Jackie's been keeping mostly to himself lately as he's been trying to figure out how to leave the Snakes. Today, he's walking by one of the canals, trying to relax in the most laid-back sector, when he sees someone familiar.
"Hey, Dove!" he calls out, hoping he's right.
E. [Jackie] Water Sector | July 6 | open
The vision had driven Jackie straight to a bar. He doesn't really know what he's drinking and he doesn't much care, just so long it gets those horrible visions out of his head. He knows, somewhere, miserably, that it won't get out, no matter how much vodka-analogue he tries to drown the memory in. It's seared itself on his neurons, and he misses Rio'era terribly.
F. [Deon] Metal Sector | mid-July | open
Deon's been a bit unmoored this month; what with the Stark Industries handover and that horrible vision of the baby turtles soon after, and of course Vincent being around and in the Hotel, he's been very jumpy of late. Definitely jumpier than usual. Nobody come up behind him, okay? It's undignified for a 6'2" man to scream.
G. [Deon] Sky Sector | July 18 | closed to Dr. Light
Deon had gone on a shopping expedition today, but his prize had been quite unexpected. The kedan hadn't seemed to know what he had, and was selling for a reasonable price, so Deon had snatched it up immediately, his heart pounding in his ears.
The laptop sat on the table across from him, bedecked with Tetravaal decals, and dead as a doornail. It had no charge whatsoever, and if it had even shown up in Keeliai with a charger, it had long since been lost.
He picked up his tea, and stared at the laptop. It was exactly what he needed, but he needed to devise a way to power it, first. And that is not his forte.
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Date: Throughout July
Location: Keeliai and the rest of the shell
Situation: July interactions for Eyebrow Squad.
Warnings/Rating: None initially, but subject to change.
A. [Gene] House Iron Dragon | July 6 | closed to Pepper
Gene's been able to keep his emotions contained after his initial breakdown upon first experiencing the vision, but he can't hold that tide back forever on his own. At least he manages to keep it in until he reaches the house, and immediately goes into the kitchen to make himself some tea just so he has something to do with his hands (that isn't dig his nails into his palms so hard they nearly draw blood). But he doesn't finish making it; he's barely gotten the cup down when he's seized with another wave of grief and anger and frustration and guilt. It slams down a little harder than he'd meant it to, making a clatter, and he rests his elbows on the edge of the counter, his nails digging into his scalp, his eyes screwed shut.
B. [Gene] House Iron Dragon | early July | closed to Raine
Gene's been practicing a little - scraps of different metals were scattered across a piece of the kitchen he'd claimed as his temporary workroom. Some experiments had clearly been more successful than others, but there's a clear progression of his improving skill and finesse with the orange ring. Fine-tuning it had been the hardest part, and he wants to be especially careful when dealing with something as delicate as someone else's soul gem.
C. [Gene] Sky Sector | mid-July | open
Gene's seemed pretty preoccupied as of late - though with things in Keeliai being how they are, who could blame him? His mood's brightened considerably since leaving Zeshora in their wake, though, and he's back to being as chipper as he usually is. Which is to say, not especially, but at least he won't bite your head off if you look at him the wrong way.
He's taking down notes from time to time, but if you try and read over his shoulder, you may not be in luck. Unless you can read Mongolian script, of course. Hey, some people here can read Chinese, and a whole lot can read English. There are some notes he'd rather keep to himself instead of sharing with any nosey parker lurking somewhere over his shoulder.
D. [Jackie] Water Sector | early July | closed to Dove
Jackie's been keeping mostly to himself lately as he's been trying to figure out how to leave the Snakes. Today, he's walking by one of the canals, trying to relax in the most laid-back sector, when he sees someone familiar.
"Hey, Dove!" he calls out, hoping he's right.
E. [Jackie] Water Sector | July 6 | open
The vision had driven Jackie straight to a bar. He doesn't really know what he's drinking and he doesn't much care, just so long it gets those horrible visions out of his head. He knows, somewhere, miserably, that it won't get out, no matter how much vodka-analogue he tries to drown the memory in. It's seared itself on his neurons, and he misses Rio'era terribly.
F. [Deon] Metal Sector | mid-July | open
Deon's been a bit unmoored this month; what with the Stark Industries handover and that horrible vision of the baby turtles soon after, and of course Vincent being around and in the Hotel, he's been very jumpy of late. Definitely jumpier than usual. Nobody come up behind him, okay? It's undignified for a 6'2" man to scream.
G. [Deon] Sky Sector | July 18 | closed to Dr. Light
Deon had gone on a shopping expedition today, but his prize had been quite unexpected. The kedan hadn't seemed to know what he had, and was selling for a reasonable price, so Deon had snatched it up immediately, his heart pounding in his ears.
The laptop sat on the table across from him, bedecked with Tetravaal decals, and dead as a doornail. It had no charge whatsoever, and if it had even shown up in Keeliai with a charger, it had long since been lost.
He picked up his tea, and stared at the laptop. It was exactly what he needed, but he needed to devise a way to power it, first. And that is not his forte.
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Oh. Or not. There's a fleeting moment where Pepper enjoys her ability to get information out of people, but that vanishes when she fully processes what Gene had said. She kind of wishes she hadn't asked, except for the fact that it is completely clashing with her perception of Gene from a few months ago. He never would have told her this.
And she feels really awful when she hears it. That had not been in her dad's files.
"Oh, god, Gene... I am so sorry." It's not pity, although she certainly feels empathy for him. Pepper had needled Gene about his stepfather before. It was a long time ago, but she sorely wishes she could take back everything she had said.
She opens her mouth to tell him that wasn't his fault either, but now Pepper wonders if she's gone a step too far, and she hesitates, biting her lip instead.
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And he quietly sips his tea, not looking up.
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"Even if it was yesterday, Gene, it still wouldn't be your fault," she replies after a while. "There are people that just do what they're going to do, no matter what anyone else thinks, or tries. I mean, come on, you've met Tony, haven't you?" She tries a half-hearted smile, but it feels wrong. "Like I said. You've got enough to hurt about. I'm not going to let you get away with blaming yourself for things you didn't do."
And by that she means she's going to do anything necessary - including arrest him - to get him to stop. It's her job to fight crime, after all.
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"I'd forgotten we were fighting a war. I'd failed to account for the dirty kinds of tactics I should have been expecting." He laughs, a low, bitter sound. "I expected a modicum of honor from our foe."
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She sighs, but there's a ghost of a smile on her lips. "That's because you're a good person, Gene." The smile fades. "Why do you need to punish yourself for that?" And for everything else. It's almost as if he's punishing himself so he can focus on that pain instead of the pain of loss, as if that's somehow easier, somehow better.
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He laughs again, and this time it's just as bitter but more hollow. "You know me well enough to know I'm not, Pepper, so don't lie to me." He turns his head away. "I'm punishing myself for my failures. Not because I could ever dream of being a 'good person'."
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"Don't tell anyone this, especially not Tony because if you tell him I will dye your clothes pink, but I'm a pretty terrible liar." She could pull it off when she needed to, and any hint of oddity was normally attributed to her being weird. "You know me well enough to know that. You are a good person, even if you've done some phenomenally stupid things. If you don't believe me, ask Tony. I kept telling him that even when he wanted to rip your head off. You're a good person but you're also pretty messed up, I get it, I can't pretend to know what's happened to you, but I can guess it's pretty bad because you'd rather punish yourself than grieve. And I know you can't just flip a switch on something like that, because you're not actually a robot, but eventually you're gonna have to face it. Or I'm going Rafiki and knocking some sense into you."
A slight edge has crept into her tone, and she rubs her eyes.
"I'm just... I think I'm gonna go try to get some sleep."
please hit him with a stick. bring the sam carter headsmack attack back to the brooding men
"Yeah. You're right. That's a good idea. It's...it's been a long day." His head has started to pound again, and he picks up the mug and drinks from it.
eventually, eventually :3
She doesn't like it, and she's not sure she likes Gene very much right now either. But if it feels like running, it probably looks like running, and she doesn't want to leave that impression.
"Goodnight, Gene," Pepper says quietly, almost gently, and then heads straight for her bed, closing the door behind her.