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Paul reminisced about good memories with Derrick, telling him about a small Siberian village and a long journey by train with a carefully smugged diamond ring in his pocket. When all was said and done, he wished Dark Star good luck again, adding, "Just remember, make sure we get to hear what happens! Something like this should be a memory that lasts through both lifetimes. Make sure you do it right."
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After a fierce battle on Star Island, the heroes overcame the twisted reflections of the Freedom League, putting their lives, minds, and powers on the line to save Freedom City from the dark mirror images of their greatest heroes. When all was said and done, the wounds healed and the bad guys defeated, a grateful Lady Liberty embraced Ace as a brother, and shook everyone else's hands. "You all passed the test," she said with a little smile. "I don't think we need to bother with the no-win scenario, seeing as how you all faced it and won. I'm afraid we'll have to wait a few weeks before you get your communicators and ID cards issued you, but in the meantime, on behalf of myself and everyone else...welcome to the Freedom League."
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Mark stared at Alex, then at Erin. "I'm not angry with him, Alex. Not really, I mean..." He rubbed his chest, over the place where Erin had seen him be impaled and die. "He saved my life. And maybe saved other people's lives, we don't know. I'm grateful he did what he did," he said, a little defensively. "Just...just not all of it." He suddenly inhaled, sharply. "He didn't know he had powers. He couldn't control what was happening. You know how it is, when things just happen on instinct early on, I..." He swallowed hard. "It's my fault. I never told him."
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"Do what you think is best," said Paul reassuringly. "You two are the ones getting married, not her mother and I." He laughed, looking a little amused at his prospective son-in-law's embarrassment. "It'll be all right, Derrick. Just do what you think will make my daughter happy. I proposed to her mother in her home village in Russia when I joined her family there for an extended visit; that was quite a treat. But I'm sure you don't need to go that far, even if you do have superpowers."
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"He's not coming back anytime soon," Jack promised all three of them, and himself. "And next time he does, we'll be ready for him." He beamed down at the boy, watching Taylor warily to make sure she didn't drop him. She'd had a hard time, and he was feeling particularly protective. "But yeah," he added, "Stesha did great. I was really impressed. They all did. Everyone wants our boy safe."
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Conscious of Blitz's feelings, Avenger realized he was in the same boat. "Could likely use your help if you are faster than radiation," said Avenger, moving back to stand by Blitz. He wasn't being sarcastic; he didn't know how fast the kid was. "All in this together, for the city. SCARAB!" he called up. "COULD USE YOU DOWN HERE OR US UP THERE!"
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"Have protection against radiation," said Avenger, simply appearing amidst the group as if he'd been there all along. And had he? It was, as ever, hard to say. He was covered in dust and blood, none of it his own, and still carrying a broken piece of rebar with alien flesh on it. "And can see in the dark. Can follow instructions from Scarab, if someone who knows power plants can tell me. Little actual knowledge of technology," he confessed.
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"Wander!" Edge swung down from the window, his grapple line pulling back into his grapple gun as he landed on the ground next to her. "Thank goodness you guys got here. I knew you would." He smiled, quickly, but this was no time for even Mark to be cheerful. "Bad day to be visiting the kids in the pediatric ward. Or good, I guess. At least they're not very scared..."
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In a flash of light, an angel appeared in the sky over the rioting people, glowing with the brightness of the day about his garments and gleaming, Heaven-forged armor. In a booming voice, Freedom Angel hefted high the flaming sword of truth and shouted: "CITIZENS OF FREEDOM! WILT THOU SO DISCARD THE LEGACY OF THE CENTURION!? THOU HAST STOOD BEFORE FALSE GOD AND OVERLORD OF ENTROPY; THOU HAST STOOD BEFORE GRUE AND DEVIL AND MAN! WILT THOU ALLOW YOUR GOOD AND TRUE SOULS TO BE CORRUPTED BY THE TERROR OF A FALSE GOD IN FALSE FLESH?"" He drove the sword in his hand downward suddenly, cleaving through the air with a flash of brilliant light. "I SAY THEE NAY!"
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Freedom Angel goes on 13 Spending an HP on Ultimate Diplomacy. DC 41.
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Mark scrubbed his eyes, but Oliver's calming influence kept him from actually crying. "What would I say to him, Alex? Ask him to come home, when, when he couldn't even stay in the same reality as everyone else? Give me a message from my mom, who might never see him again?" He shook his head. "I don't know what to do. Our family's been really great, and all my dad's friends, but I'm afraid of them finding out what really happened. My dad did so much for the world, for everyone, and now everyone will just see him as a crazy monster who tried to make people go away! I saw the way Chris and Trevor were looking at him!"
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I'd forgotten about her, thought Mark, shifting a little uncomfortably. "Okay, a drink would be nice. Anything you've got is good." He petted Oliver, taking several deep breaths, before he said, "My mom let me come into school today because she said my dad visited her last night. He said everything was fine, that he'd see her again soon, and that she didn't need to worry about me going to school again." He swallowed hard and confessed, "I don't know if I believe that's true."
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Mark walked in, almost stumbling over the purring cat, and bent down to scoop him up into his arms. Oliver wasn't often a carrying sort of cat, but he seemed very interested in Mark indeed. The tension in his shoulders relaxed as the cat purred and purred, but his friends could still see the look on his face that would have meant depression on anyone else. On Mark's face, it was almost crushing. "Hi guys. Hi, Alex. Nice to see you." He gave her a wan little smile. "Well, I'm officially back on campus, at least till graduation."
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Mark was gone from school for over a week after his father's disappearance, only occasionally emailing Erin or Chris to let them know he was all right. They were the friend who'd been there when his life had gone to Hell, after all, even if the absence of the others hadn't been their fault. So when he finally stepped back on campus in early June, just a week or so before Chris and James were due to graduate, he skipped his own room and headed upstairs to check on Erin and see if she was in. He was surprised to hear Alex's voice as he knocked on the door, but supposed it was good they were all there. He needed friends today, now, more than ever.
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Okay, are people continuing this here, or do they want their own sub-threads?
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Mark told her, and Stesha's teleporting got them out to a quiet, peaceful suburban neighborhood that looked like a little slice of Americana heaven. Mark's house was one of the quietest of all, its curtains drawn and the lawn looking slightly unkempt. They weren't on that lawn proper, instead in the back of a vacant house adjoining, with a tree complete with tire swing nearby. "Well, this is my place. Thanks again," said Mark, sighing softly as he studied his home. "I really appreciate this."
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Drop the Contagious Extra and Dazed Only flaw from Edge's Perception Range Stun power. DONE BY SHAENTHEBRAIN
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"Okay, that'd be good. Mom'll be happy if I'm home early." He smiled faintly, though it didn't seem like he really meant it. "You've been really nice to me, Fleur. Thank you so much. It really means a lot to be away from school and home, and just doing something worthwhile. It's the first time I've been able to do that since everything went to Hell." He reached down and lightly patted the flowers he'd helped grow. "Maybe I'll take my mom here this weekend. She could use a chance to get out of the house."
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His usual hostility towards Stesha forgotten, Jack looked up at her with a huge smile on her face. He was so much in the moment he didn't even think what her reaction was likely to be if she figured out what the baby had been doing. "Stesha, come look! Come look at our beautiful baby!" he beamed. "He's getting tired now, he's had a busy day." He brushed the gravedust out of his hair. "Even busier than us. God, he's so beautiful..."
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Jack started, but remembered that his wife wasn't one to balk at vampire bites. "It...I have no idea," he admitted. "It depends on how fast his personality develops." He grinned, faintly, and rested his hand on the back of his son's fuzzy head. "I'm learning about all this as fast as you are, my darling. And you, my little lamprey. I think he'll learn with the right training, it may just take a while."
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Okay, it's Wander Nock Hellion and Angel
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"You don't have to be good with me," said Paul, patting him paternally on the arm. "You just have to be good with my daughter. I'm sure you'll come up with just the right words for her when the time comes," he added with a wink. "In the meantime, why don't you start making preparations? Do you have a ring? If so, you should probably propose while you're here. It would make Stesha's mother very happy."