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Evan Sabahnur // Genesis ([personal profile] kid_apocalypse) wrote in [community profile] paradisa2012-12-05 09:39 pm
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01 DNA Strands

[Anyone unfortunate enough to be in the lobby tonight is in for a bit of a light show. An armored figure seemingly appears out of nowhere surrounded by fiery energy, as he instinctively looses his powers on whatever it was that had caused this sudden shift in equilibrium. The last he knew, Evan had been flying with Miss Braddock, Mr. Deadpool, and Professor Logan on their way back from the Brotherhood's secret stronghold, the body of his "father", Fantomex, in tow. Wherever he was, it wasn't the inside of E.V.A., and considering what he'd experienced at the hands of Mr. Farouk, he wasn't about to take any chances...until he realizes that the Shadow King can't touch him with his powers any more, causing him to panic, growing his hands to several times their normal size to pat out the fire he unintentionally created.]

Ohhhh shoot, what'd I do this time? Stupid powers going out of control when I don't want them to, because of this stupid suit Daken wanted me to wear...

[One of his massive hands brushes over the journal as he struggles to put out the fire in the lobby, which catches his attention.]

Huh? What's this thing?

wizard_redfive: (Side glance)

Late post is laaate

[personal profile] wizard_redfive 2012-12-15 10:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[...OK, yeah. Hiding from nutcrackers will have to wait.]

Hang on, I'll be right there.
wizard_redfive: (Considering)

1/2 :D

[personal profile] wizard_redfive 2012-12-17 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
[Ahh... newbies. This is going to be fun.]

You bet. Just give me a sec.
wizard_redfive: (Discovery)

[personal profile] wizard_redfive 2012-12-17 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
[There's a loud POP! of displaced air as a very real person appears near the entrance of the lobby. A rather young, thin teenage girl with bright red hair and an expression that means business. She's carrying a biteless Apple laptop. What for he'll see soon enough.

Dairine makes a quick scan of the room, trying to get a clear idea of the damage. She'll need to keep the fire from spreading. And oh hey, that must be the new guy. She offers him a quick wave.
]

Yo.
wizard_redfive: (Sidelook)

She can make a *BAMF* noise if he’d prefer. ;)

[personal profile] wizard_redfive 2012-12-26 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
[Dairine wasn’t hoping for any reaction, though his response is a welcome change from people jumping and telling her not to startle them like that.

Evan’s appearance is certainly… different, but Dairine isn’t going to jump to conclusions. Sure he looks villain-like by Earth's cultural standards, but there are no doubt plenty of worlds where his appearance would be considered normal. Therefore, she’ll hold off judgment until (or rather if) he attacks her. Right now she’s more concerned about the fire.
]

So I gathered. Now, let's see what we can do about it... [She flips the laptop open, and it whirs in response. After a moment scanning the screen, Dairine looks back up at Evan.]

If you don't mind, can you... [She motions away from the fire. Please move out of the way so she can fix this mess.]
wizard_redfive: (Discovery)

Terribly sorry, this is so late

[personal profile] wizard_redfive 2013-02-25 05:58 am (UTC)(link)
No problem. Now, let's see... [What spells does her have for putting out fires, preferably in enclosed locations... Dairine runs over her options until she finds one that looks promising. Setting the parameters of the spell, she spares Evan a glance.]

You might want to stand back.

[Dairine gives Spot the RUN command. Just like that transparent domes form over the burning areas, keeping them contained. Then, the fire slowly begins to peter out as the spell removes the oxygen from the contained areas, limiting their fuel. Soon enough, all that's left of the fires is the remaining scorch marks.]

That should do it. [Satisfied, Dairine ends the spell run, and the force fields disappear.]
wizard_redfive: (Horror)

[personal profile] wizard_redfive 2013-03-04 06:50 am (UTC)(link)
[Woah, woah!! Personal bubble! Hugs are the last thing Dairine wants during kissing season, which the new arrival obviously knows nothing about, so she waves her arms in front of her frantically.]

No, wait! No need to thank me, it's...!

[Too late. She's already starting to feel the Nutcracker's influence. Might as well brace herself for the inevitable.]