http://another-phace.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] another-phace.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] randomplaces2007-03-22 04:50 pm
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Feen Verse: Meeting the father.

Creed blinked as he entered some cool, dark-smelling place, which caught him off guard.

He gently set his love down, then turned his head, smelling earth and metal, one arm around here. "Are we there, sweetheart? We make it?"
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[identity profile] random-w00t.livejournal.com 2007-03-26 05:59 am (UTC)(link)
"Am I?" He shook his head. "Henry McCoy died over a thousand years ago, Victor. Betrayed with his team and race and lost to the depravity of a megalomaniac with aspirations at deity." His voice dropped. "I am naught but the Professor, father to winged children and husband of Copelia."

And Creed probably had not trouble realizing that the megalomaniac had been the Professor himself.

[identity profile] another-phace.livejournal.com 2007-03-26 06:15 am (UTC)(link)
Creed sat back.

"Y'are what y'are. I ain't one ta judge a man based on his past. I'm tryin' fer a better tomorrow fer me n' mine, n' I respect anyone else who does the same."

He looked back to the tanks, then frowned.

"Do you..." he stopped and chewed his lip, the self loathing for having to ask for help obvious in his voice. "Do ya have anythin'... that I kin see again? I can't do nuthin' t' protect my team, home, or Fluss without some way a' seein."

[identity profile] random-w00t.livejournal.com 2007-03-26 06:22 am (UTC)(link)
The Professor's eyes were also on one of the tanks, his expression thoughtful, but he nodded and reached back to the console to pick up a slender band with a softly glowing jewel in the front. "Try this, young Victor. Methinks it will answer the prescription."

[identity profile] another-phace.livejournal.com 2007-03-26 06:23 am (UTC)(link)
Creed frowned, taking it. "What does it do?"

[identity profile] random-w00t.livejournal.com 2007-03-26 06:44 am (UTC)(link)
"Sees for you. You'll want to leave your shields down till it's recognized whatever it is that it needs to recognize in order to bypass shields so effectively."

[identity profile] another-phace.livejournal.com 2007-03-26 06:45 am (UTC)(link)
He frowned.

"Won't be a shortcut in fer some baddie, will it?" he said warily, still looking at it.

[identity profile] random-w00t.livejournal.com 2007-03-26 06:52 am (UTC)(link)
"On the contrary." The Professor laughed shortly, his eyes once more on the tank. "From what I've gleaned from my studies it makes its wearer's mind most impenetrable to hostile intent."

[identity profile] another-phace.livejournal.com 2007-03-26 07:02 am (UTC)(link)
"It's alive?" he said, touching the star.

[identity profile] random-w00t.livejournal.com 2007-03-26 07:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Indeed it is." He chuckled. "Tis even lively in its own way. Can you not hear the song?"

[identity profile] another-phace.livejournal.com 2007-03-26 07:11 am (UTC)(link)
He frowned thoughtfully, then shrugged nd took it, strapping it on.

"Thanks," he grunted.

[identity profile] random-w00t.livejournal.com 2007-03-26 07:23 am (UTC)(link)
"You are most welcome. Be sure to feed the gem every few days, or you'll have to search it out after it's gone seeking its own sustenance." The Professor frowned thoughtfully. "Would you be open to having a son before your bride may bear you one?"

[identity profile] another-phace.livejournal.com 2007-03-26 07:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Whoa, feed it? Feed it what?" he frowned. Then he looked at him.

"Y' gonna have ta ask Fluss. I don' mind adoptin', but I ain't gonna speak for her. He'd be one a yer sleepers, I take it."
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