forum Avengers Second Generation {CLOSED}

Started May 14, 2018 by Deleted user

tune

“Well, how about I just change that!” Meg cried, preparing to yell.

"I said, I just wanted to talk to you about Kelly," Castor frowned, stuffing a gust of wind down Meg's throat to keep her from yelling.

Meg struggled, but she could not speak.

"Well? Are we going to talk?" Castor asked.

Meg shook her head violently.

"Fine, then I'll talk. Sit down."

Meg gave him a look that said, Seriously?! She managed to choke a few words out: “You-are-preventing-me-from-moving.”

Castor rolled his eyes and snapped. The winds disappeared. "There. Now sit down, and we can talk."

Meg stumbled into a chair accidentally. She glared at Castor, refusing to speak.

"Alright, so, you know that something is wrong with Kelly. Don't you want to help her?" Castor began. (I'm making these conversations all very similar because I don't know what else to say.)

//lol ok

Meg shrugged noncomitally before saying harshly, “Course I do. But you’ve hurt her too much already.”

"Here's the deal, you do some things for me… and I help you help Kelly," Castor shrugged like it was no problem.

“What things?” Meg hissed.

"Just some simple jobs. Nothing specific. You want to help Kelly, don't you? I mean, if you don't care about your friend, that's not my problem…" Castor picked at his nail.

“Ugh. Reverse physiology. Works every. Dam. Time,” Meg grumbled. “Listen up, you big fat cold jerk-o. I care so much about Kelly. But you are the one hurting her, and the only way I can help her is by hurting you. Do you see how this works?”

//do some random manipulation thing i feel like her personality is too op tbh lol

"Of course not," Castor shook his head. "I am the only one who can help Kelly, given what her physical and mental states are. Hurting me would hurt Kelly infinitely more. Do you see how this works?"

Meg sighed. “Fine. Whatever. I don’t- you can’t- I- ugh.”

"So it's a deal?"

“No!” Meg exclaimed suddenly. “You haven’t said a thing about what tasks I’d have to complete! Tell me that, then we probably have a deal.”

"Does it matter? I said that they were nothing specific. Do you even care about your friends?" Castor turned to exit.

“Of course I care!” Meg exploded. “But I’m of no use to my friends dead or enslaved!”

"I promise not to kill or enslave you," Castor remarked, trying not to sound as sarcastic as he wanted to. It worked. Right away… he finished in his head. He offered a convincing smile.

“Alright,” Meg sighed. “Give me an example of these… tasks… and then I’m in.”

"Shovel my driveway. Are you in or not?"