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drewstarky · 4 years ago

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Photo Opportunities

Word Count: 2.7k

Pairing(s): Tom Holland x Actress!Reader

Warnings: FLUFF with a slightly (barely) suggestive sentence towards the end

A/n: damn I can't write anything except actress reader? smh but this is for @londonspidey ‘s sit-com Writing challenge (ik I'm early lol) but I was so excited I wrote the whole thing in one go lmao the prompt is bolded!

Calling yourself a fan was an understatement. You were obsessed with anything and everything marvel. And oddly enough, you could after today say you were in the club. It wasn’t a public fact yet, until later that day actually, at the Marvel panel at comic con that you were being announced as the actress for the character, Felica Hardy and no one else knew except for the people who cast you and your best friend who signed an NDA. You were technically still a known actress for your roles on television mainly as Thalia on the PJO Disney + series and a couple of still decently sized films.

You were currently wrapping up signing autographs for fans of yours for today. Your team had planned it out so it wasn’t suspicious that you were at the con with a few of your castmates scattered doing other junkets and press so people wouldn’t guess who they were acting as the cast for new marvel projects.

You had been planning to go meet your best friend, who wasn’t in the industry before getting a text that she bought you both a photo-op with someone and she wouldn’t tell you who. You couldn’t only assume it was a marvel actor that you would indeed, freak out.

Y/b/n: btw I brought you a mask. I get the wig lol.

You: please tell me it doesn’t cover my full face. Also, how are we posing?

Y/b/n: I bought as many photo ops as I could so a lot of different ones, And if I tell you the poses it’ll spoil it.

You: is this with the money I pay you to be my assistant with? Lol fine I’m omw with security

Y/b/n: maybe…

Y/b/n: and they’ll need more backup security for who we’re getting a photo op with than you do for your hellfire.

You roll your eyes before taking your stuff and exiting the booth, before heading out the backways with staff security and your detailed security for the day. You only had security because you wanted to explore the con when you weren’t needed.

Your best friend had also been your assistant for the con weekend, but you didn’t want her to be confined to you the whole three days so when she could, you would let her explore it, at least she could experience it as a fan, right?

When you made it to that part of the building, you wanted to wait in line with her, which your security didn’t agree to so she texted you when there were about five people ahead of her. She was one of the last in line, with you asking her to be kind, so others would get their chance to be first with whomever it was.

When she texted you and your detailed exit, getting a few stares and others taking their phones out to either take photos or tweet, you wave at them before joining your best friend in line.

“Here,” she says before handing you none other than a black cat mask before she puts on a red wig.

You glare at her slightly trying to not make a scene, before putting it on.

“I’m assuming you're Mary Jane?” you laugh figuring out that it had to be someone from Spider-Man.

“How’d you- never mind.” She laughs with you.

She then explains how she’s going to pose for your five photo ops, joking in between how she should “get a raise for this”.

You catch sight of him before sucking in your breath. This was either going to go down amazingly or terribly, there was no in-between with you.

“Excuse Me, are you Y/n Y/l/n?”

You turn around and are met by some fans who were standing in line behind you.

“I am! How’s your con going?” you ask politely to the two of them.

“It's going amazing! We love you as Thalia! Could we maybe get a picture? Only if it’s okay?”

“Of course! Thank you for supporting me!” your best friend grabs their phone to take the photo, before you take off the mask, and stand between the two fans, and your best friend snaps a few photos.

“Thank you so much! And Are you fans of Tom?”

You start slowly walking back to catch up to the line.

“Yeah, I love him as Spiderman, but I also enjoy his other roles. He's very talented, I'd love to work with him one day!”

“Have you seen him in Uncharted? We love Him as Nathan drake!”

“I have, he was amazing per usual! How are you two posing with him?”

They show you their innovative pose. You laugh and tell them it's great before you have to wish them goodbye before heading up for your turn for the photo op.

“How do we want to pose- hang on, I recognize you!”

You freeze slightly before your friend mouths for you to flirt. You look down at the mask in your hand before getting into character and saying “Of course you do Spidey, I'm always causing you trouble.” you put on the mask and wink.

He seems slightly stunned, laughing, feeling like he’s seen you somewhere, not only because he found you extremely gorgeous, while in his peripheral vision he sees his brother/ assistant, Harry waving like a madman on the side.

Your friend directs you both through the poses, first, one both him putting “webs” onto you as she looks over his shoulder, the second one, both of you kissing his cheeks, the third, all jumping in the air in your best superhero poses, the fourth one she gets a photo op alone and the last one she gives to you,

“Seriously, who are you?”

“Your Wildest dreams, baby,” you say, taking off the mask.

Your best friend yells “freestyle” from the sidelines before Tom dips you, gently, with you shocked, holding the mask out with your free arm and the photo captures that moment.

He gently helps you stand back up fully, not before you drop the mask.

“Nice moves Spider-Man.”

“Not so bad yourself, Black Cat.”

You laugh before, taking off with your best friend, well more her dragging you to the printing station leaving the mask behind. Tom picks it up before shoving it in his back pocket to hopefully give back if he could find you.

`You were sitting in the green room, trending on Twitter before you were actually supposed to be trending on Twitter, and god knows where else.

Someone had snuck a video of you and Tom, up till him dipping you, and a video of you interacting with the fans in the line.

Your Y/b/n was currently reading off some tweets out loud

“‘A kind queen we stan.’ I agree, I also agree with ‘Date her if you can't date me tom!!!’.

‘THALIA AND PETER PARKER??? My two fandoms have collided.’ same, same. Oo this one says, ‘if she ain’t playing black cat I will sue marvel.’ I'm dying at the reply ‘She needs to post the photos or I'll sue her!’. This one’s funny, ‘she could squash him like a bug in heels but he liked his queen like that.’.”

She pauses watching you texting.

“Y/n? Y/n?”

“What? Sorry I was only half listening. I was texting my publicist. She said to stay on the DL until tonight.

“Well we should get food, you haven't eaten since this morning.”

“By the way, your show has shot to number one on Disney +. Also, you have like three times the followers you had before, probably cause you're trending on every platform, even Tumblr!”

“Wow you should just become my social media manager now.” you joke trying to ease the joy yet weirded out feeling in your stomach.

“Does that come with a raise? Because after today I've spent way too much of what I'm paid.” she jokes back.

After finishing his photo ops Tom asked Harry who she was and to find out. By the time he finished autographs for the day, Tom and Harry walked to the panel room in the back for announcements, one that included him for the new Avengers movie, while Harry gave him the rundown.

“So she’s an actress, she plays Thalia on Disney plus’ Percy Jackson series, and that's her most known project. The other girl with her is her assistant best friend, and now she's trending everywhere. People dug up some old photos of her being a marvel/Spider-Man fan, so there's that. And she's here at the con for the rest of the weekend. She's doing photo ops tomorrow at one, and yes she's single from what I gather since you were looking at her like this.” he makes a weird face before tom smacks him.

“And plus you have time in your schedule to get a photo op with her, that is if you eat lunch quickly.”

That gave Tom an idea.

“Harry I’m going to need you to book me one, oh and help me find a Spider-Man costume!” He says, before leaving harry to do ‘assistant’ work. entering the green room for the announcements, watching them announce a new movie.

“We are so excited to announce to the Marvel Universe, and spider-verse-” that perked tom’s ears, “-directed by Gina Prince-Bythewood, and today we are announcing our amazing Miss Felicia Hardy, please give a warm welcome to the stage, Your Black Cat!”

You suddenly emerged in an aisle way, dressed in all black with a leather jacket, black ankle boots, and of course black sunglasses indoors.

The music is marvel music until it suddenly changes after a recorded laugh from you into “I can’t be tamed by Miley Cyrus”.

You start owning the music while saying hi and touching fans’ hands. You decide to take off your sunglasses and throwing them to a fan, for them to keep, before getting on stage.

“What a Performance from the one the only Y/n Y/l/n!”

You laugh, being met with the loudest applause you had heard all con before being handed a Mic.

“Thank you but I'm a terrible dancer.” You Joke.

Tom was staring at the screen stunned. You had been the black cat all along. You were in the marvel universe and spidey one, so he'd definitely be seeing more of you. The hard part is that you seemed so genuine when you talked, interacted with fans and was no doubt, stunning.

“Better close your mouth or the flies will get in.” Tom turns around to find the voice of none other than his friend slash bully, Sebastian Stan, along with Anthony Mackie.

“Looks like the kid has a crush!” Anthony laughs, pointing to the screen you were on.

“I-I don’t! I don’t even know her!” Tom tries to come to his own defense, hopelessly.

“She’s got you whipped already don’t even deny it.” Harry comes in, joining the teasing of one, Tom Holland.

“Maybe we can invite her out for drinks tonight, then fanboy over here can meet her, and then probably scare her off!” Anthony mentions.

“You haven’t looked on the internet? They’ve already met.” Seb says, before showing Anthony twitter.

Anthony stands there slightly shocked before bursting into laughter.

“Well, she’s damn well a keeper for Tom since she obviously likes him.”

A staff member peaks their head in the green room to tell Tom he’s up next.

“Well, that’s my cue to leave you two!”

On the other hand, you were on an adrenaline high from being on stage, and seeing all the fans. You knew tomorrow was going to be crazy, as you expected people to book your photo op left and right since the announcement.

You had decided to decline an offer from your fellow marvel universe castmates, Sebastian Stan and Anthony Mackie, which they so graciously told you that whenever you’re free, the offer still stood.

You had gotten to your hotel room seeing your phone blowing up on the social media apps for the second time that day.

You responded to the important stuff, before heading to bed, knowing it was going to be hectic.

You had been right, it was absolutely insane, the number of people who showed up. You had fully booked all your time slots for photo ops. You had seen so many people dressed up in marvel cosplay, ranging from Loki to Ironman, even some people dressed up as your character, which was wildly insane to see.

You had been nearing the end of the line and had enjoyed every moment with the fans, and you couldn’t wait for your autographing session later that day, to truly get a chance to talk to the fans and connect with them and how they felt about you being their beloved Black Cat.

After a few more photos, posing how they wanted, you see a fully dressed, head to toe, mask and all, Spider-Man. You had seen some spider-mans but most took off their masks to snap a picture. The person was the last in line.

“Hey Black Cat.” The southern American accented voice tells you, seeming very familiar.

“Hey, Spider, what poses do you have up your sleeve?” you ask kindly.

“I bought a few, Cat.” they laugh.

“Okay, You can do whatever a spider can right?” you pull out a line out of the comics jokingly.

“I can do flips if that’s what you’re asking.”

“Is that some kind of nerd pick-up line? Because it’s only kind of working.” you laugh.

“I really can, but this is one.”

He gets down on one knee, holding a black cat mask instead of a ring. The photographer captures the shocked expression on your face.

“I- Don’t- What- Spider I-”

“Ow My feelings…” Suddenly their voice changes into a British accent before they pull off the mask to reveal-

“Tom?”

“I guess you don’t have a spidey sense darling?” The photographer captures the moment without warning eating the moment up.

You laugh at that.

“I guess you found out my true identity Spider. And it’s nice to officially meet you, Tom.”

He laughs, just as nervous as you, he notices he has gotten closer to you and a strand of hair loosely is blowing in your face, so naturally, he pushes it behind your ear. Another snap of the camera can be heard.

“NOW KISS!” a voice belonging to your best friend yells from the side, mid-eating a churro.

You both laugh really hard at that.

The both of you calm down, slowly leaning lost in the moment. The camera snaps again. You both look at the photographer weirded out, and they just shrug.

“Wait can you actually do a flip?” you ask, pulling away, not wanting prying eyes aka the photographer, to pry in your business.

“I can, though I’d show you later, maybe in the greenroom?”

“That sounds naughty, but, sure.” you joke around.

He laughs before, you both take off from the area going to grab the photos.

After spending most of the day together when you could, you get Tom’s number, before heading back to your hotel room. He texts you as soon as you get back.

Spider: I had fun today, minus finding our assistants making out.

You: we should ‘snog’ too, it’ll gross them out ;)

You: I had fun too btw. Are you leaving tomorrow?

Spider: lol we should. And yeah an early flight, 6 am to be exact. Hbu?

You: Yeah me too... another day another dollar lol

Spider: ill miss you, Cat.

You: stop talking like we’ll never see each other again lol. As a matter of fact, come to my room, we’re watching a movie!

Spider: alright, I’ll order snacks.

You sigh smiling at your phone. You haven’t felt this giddy in a long time.

Your phone pings with a few Instagram notifications.

Tomholland2013 has started following you.

Tomholland2013 has tagged you in a photo.

You open Instagram to find the photo of him “proposing” to you posted.

“Ow, my leg, my- feelings...Welcome to the Universe, Cat.” the photo is captioned. You decide to post, the photo of him dipping you.

“So what do you say, Spider? Wanna help me pull off the Heist of the Heist of the Century?” you caption it, Before getting comfortable to watch a movie.

What an opportunity ;)

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okskz · 4 years ago

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Showterview.

Elsy + Jessi

elsy appears on jessi’s showterview

hope you guys enjoy! please feel free to leave some feedback because it is always appreciated!

italics = english

[8th Member of Got7/Soloist]

“Today we are here at the PNation building.” Jessi smiled as she spoke through her mic. She was reading off from her cards. “Someone we are going to meet is in rehearsals, but we are going to be interrupting. I’m sure this person won’t mind.” She let out a laugh, looking straight at the camera. “Let’s go!”

Jessi, plus the camera crew were now standing in front of the door of the dancing room. Giving it a few knocks, Jessi had opened the door, revealing Elsy in the middle of the room.

Elsy had stopped her movements, laughing once seeing Jessi. “Hello, hello.” She said, going in to hug Jessi. The two have met already, even before Elsy had joined the company, but now they saw each other a lot more often.

“Have you heard of my show called Showterview?” Jessi asked Elsy, the girl nodding in response. “Okay, well today you are our special guest.” Jessi grinned.

“Should I be nervous?” Elsy chuckled a bit. She knew Jessi had no filter, which Elsy had no mind with. She felt like she could really be herself around Jessi.

“No, girl. No.” Jessi flipped her hair back. “Who do you think I am?” Everyone, even the camera crew began laughing.

They now sat on two tall, directors chairs to begin the small interview. Elsy having her leg crossed over the other as she listened to Jessi. “Okay, okay.” Jessi began, reading her cards. “Elsy is one of the newest members of PNation after leaving your other company. What made you choose this company, out of all the other companies there is out there?”

Jessi paused for a moment. “I’m not saying this is a bad company!” She laughed out loud. “Sorry, Psy. I’m very thankful to be here.”

Elsy was laughing too before going in the answer Jessi’s question. “Many companies were reaching out to me but it was Psy that kept like pushing for me to join his company. Like he made an effort of continuing to reach out for me to join. He saw my potential as a solo artist, because you know me being in a group for the past few years of my life, it was going to be different and he mentioned saying I needed to show my true color and he wanted to be the one to help me.”

“We even got together one day before I signed and we just communicated about everything, he saw that I would fit great into the company. You know, he didn’t see me as someone who had just left a company and needed to find something rightaway. He saw me as someone who was taking a new step in my career which I really respected. And just talking to him, I felt at ease and felt like I could do a lot and find myself as a person too by joining.” Elsy finished.

“Yeah, I see that too. You’re very different now as a solo artist, but in a good way of course.” Jessi said. “When I first met you it was through Jackson, and you were more filtered about everything. But as time went on you showed me your true self and you kind of remind me of me just a bit.” Jessi laughed with Elsy joining in. “Now, I see that you are more open minded about a lot of things. Which is why I think we get a long so well.”

“Honestly, I feel more free.” Elsy said. “And I feel like I can truly be myself without having to worry about anything. I’m always telling myself I did the right decision.” She smiled.

“I think this is the first time I’ve ever seen you so serious.” Jessi put down her cards. “Everyone, I know the real Elsy. She is the complete opposite of this.”

Elsy couldn’t help but laugh some more as Jessi spoke about her. She was right, when Elsy and Jessi were together it was never anything serious and they would constantly joke around. They got closer than ever.

“She has become very unfiltered since joining this company.”

“No, no! Not true.” Elsy let out a laugh

“Where did you learn English?”

“Growing up, I went to an international school. But honestly I am much for comfortable talking in Korean than English. I just like saying small phrases.” Elsy answered. “Or I only speak it when needing to, like when I was in America for tour and what not.”

Jessi took a look at her cards, looking back up with a smirk on her face as she looked at Elsy. “Ah ha! Even I want to know this. What is your ideal type?”

Elsy coughed up a small snort, letting out a laugh after as well. “Next question please.”

“Nah, nah, nah! You have to answer!”

“No!” Elsy exclaimed. “I don’t really have a type, honestly. If I like you then I like you. Just have to be respectful towards me. And you know, love me for me.” She answered honestly.

“Mm, yes. That’s always good when looking into a person. Can’t change for anyone.”

Elsy nodded her head, agreeing with Jessi as the girl got comfortable in her seat again. She looked down at her cards then back at Elsy. “You live alone right?” Elsy nodded again as an answer. “How was the transition of living with nothing but guys to living alone?”

Elsy was about to answer until Jessi interrupted. “Wait, wait. How was it like living with nothing but guys? That’s what I wanna know first. Did you have privacy?”

The girl let out a small chuckle. “To be honest. It wasn’t that bad. At first it was a little awkward but I got used to it really quick and all of the members were very open with me. They were still themselves.”

“When you say open, do you mean they openly walked around naked?”

Elsy laughed super hard at the question, going forward. “Not exactly what I meant but there was times that did happen.” She chuckled. “But I was definitely not phased by it- I feel like I shouldn’t be talking about this. Such a TMI.”

“It’s okay, girl. In this show we live for TMI’s. Well I do.”

Towards the end of the interview, the two girls were now standing in the middle of the dance room, learning each other’s choreographies to their songs. They had started off with Jessi’s, Elsy already getting it down quickly.

“Be more sexy, Elsy. I know you can!” Jessi exclaimed. The music began and they began to start dancing to Jessi’s song.

Moving on the Elsy’s, Jessi had gotten the choreography rightaway. “Now in mine you gotta act tough, kind of like a boss bitch- op.” Elsy went to cover her mouth from her choice of word. “Are we allowed to curse on here?”

Jessi laughed. “Yes, it’s okay. I need to act like a boss bitch? Easy.”

Jessi had done with smoothly until she added her own flavor to it, causing Elsy to laugh and grab her arm. “That’s not how you do it!”

“Yeah, but this is Jessi’s way.” She said looking at the camera. “And that is a wrap, thank you guys for watching! I had a lot of fun with my good friend, Elsy. Is there anything you would like to say?”

“I also had fun today, so thank you for having me. Please invite me for next time, maybe.” Elsy smiled. “And as for everyone, thank you for supporting me on my solo debut and I can’t wait to come back.”

“See you next time, bye!” The two girls waved goodbye, ending the interview.

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throwingideasatthewall · 4 years ago

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Star Wars Episode 4;

Destroy malevolence

Didn’t we just do that?

I’m assuming this is going to be focusing on the aftermath of the destruction of the malevolence

And the preceding unraveling of general grievous’s net work

[And several acquaintances probably trying to break him out,]

Anyway...

On with It!

Quote;

“A Plan is only as good as those who see it out,”

Odd I’ve Stopped giving much stock into the quotes

Consider ing the last one had a relatively good one

And Is on the lower end of my expectations

My criticism of this Is a Short Plans can be good But People flawed

The narrator sounds a bit more enthusiastic

Weirdly drawn out pause

But it does get the point across

Allows enough time

“ Grievous in retreat,” Honestly Is this where we’re going to start

Like no disrespect- (I have the patience) But are we honestly going to spend the whole entire time watching Obi-Wan fuck up catching Grievous?

That would work with the theme of Jedi Masters

They make it seem a lot less stupid

[Recap

Also I really like the movement on the ship

Much more real istic

Continuing to Hold on it not so much

This is like someone continuously kicking someone when they’re already down

Or like a fire

After a while it just gets sort of boring

Or worrying

And you realize they could just take them into custody

Or that the fire is starting to envelope nearby forest With everyone having a bucket of water

Obi wan, why

Do you torment so?

He can’t even die

If so; He’d be dead

I love how Plo Koon and him are just watching the shit show like “Bitch”

You know they could both take him

But are just that dedicated to being sandry old man

“Commander, how much damage to the enemy ship?”

Have they suffered enough?

Also, geez dude’s been demoted it to commander

I mean I know he’s just Comms Guy But geez. (He probably deserved it)

Oh no, Random dude On The ground

Why?

“ She’s lost primary shields and stabilizers,”

So shooting at it is doing minimal damage

“ It can take all the fire our cannons can manage,”

Okay, time to get you two down there

“ we must summon reinforcements,”

Plo is slowly becoming that we “need reinforcements” guy

Like he can’t do anything by himself

(Except for last episode)

“ That’s why I’m here Master Plo,”

That’s not the right tone

And..... I was kind of hoping we’d get a Master Plo and Obi-Wan episode

This time around

Never mind the fact that Anakin can’t take on grievous

“ what are you able to contact Master (Liam Niara) (That’s how voice text spells it) (I have no idea)

“ Yes, master,”

That’s better

“She’s busy with a bunch of separatist reinforcement’s nearby,”

Bit too much eye movement but otherwise good

“ she won’t be able to give us support till she’s turn ing them away,”

Meanwhile you’ve already pretty much kill ed him

Guess just play poker?

Then we’ll have to do with what we have

Oh now with the teenager around you’re so brave

How’s that going to help?

Burning

On fire

Really, no mercy

Poor droid jerking around

Ex ploding

Perfect balance of kar mic pay back

“We’ve lost our primary weapon,”

Shit just continues to get worse and worse

General grievous is just there with his hands in his head

Not looking too great

“ The hyper drive is dis -abled,”

It’s been disabled since last episode but good repeating

Good to re-iterate

“Argh,”

“ General general,”

The forward engines are shutting down

“ im poss ible,”

Dude, look around

That’s pretty - heavy denial

You should just sur -render

More Sho -oting

This is going to be a sl -ow ep i sode

Ahsoka Managing systems

A not bad role for her

Certain-

“ Admiral Status- Re port,”

Shit’s fucked once again

They’re hyperdrive must be damaged

What you didn’t figure out the first time will Obi won must’ve checked

Compulsively For the 170th time in the last hour

“This our chance”

It wasn’t a few seconds ago?

“all ships target the bridge maximum fire power,”

Dude, what do you think that’ll do

Grievous is made out of pure titanium

It’s like.. a slightly long fall for him..

Generals.. really don’t wanna deal with Grievous’s shit today

Episode is 22:40 Long Left

All they’re doing is shooting at him

Grievous Called Dooku

“Dad I crashed the car,”

Sustained advanced damage

“ I know,”

Just dead panned

“ I have arranged a trap,”

Oohh! Interesting

But Also completely bullshit

Guess this is his punishment

Being used as bait

“To give you an advantage over the Jedi,”

“ I assure you,”

Please no

You’re not compound your failure this day,”

Ah, there’s the chewing out I was looking for

Perfect

Continue

“ war ship to fall,”

Oh so it wasn’t going to be a - get them sent to prison- thing

So how are you planning to unfuck the situation

Cause this looks pretty bad

They will never catch me or this ship

Bless him he’s trying

The expression just says ‘I have no idea how’

Like He knows what’s expected of him but has no idea

How?!

Heading towards you is a very important galactic senat or,”

In the middle of a war zone

Seriously not a good time for a photo op

“ With her as a hostage,”

“call off the attack,”

Ok no one is calling off an attack this important for a senator

Nor should be letting her get captured ....

*Bowing down*

*Assumed authority*

Blue

It looks remarkably better this episode 👍 Also of course it’s Padme Amidala Couldn’t be any of the 4000 other senators we know nothing about

Really getting into the love triangle stuff right away, aren’t we?

Like why couldn’t we slow burn it

(I know she was in the movie) But

I wouldn’t mind “Are you sure the infor mation from the chan cellor Palpatine is reliable?”

Fore shadowing!

Good job authors you get a cookie

“ it was secretly given to him by the leader of the Bank-he Clan, himself!”

Okay Amidala’s tone kinda works

Could use a little more monotone but it works

I gave Anakin like three tries so I’m not gonna be too harsh

There is still time for the minimal improve ment it needs

“ if they leave the separatist alliance it will go along way to shortening this war,”

Er- Okay it makes sense for her character

She’s sup posed to be around the same age as Anakin

“Beep, Beep,”

“ We’re approaching the system now,”

“Oh shit,”

Crud

“ my goodness,”

Best Droid

“This isn’t right,”

Then Move!

That’s a droid warship

“We’re in the middle of a battle!”

Hey, that’s a smart character

Hyper drive out of there

“ we’re scanning a small ship off our bow,”

Get out of there “ Good,”

Yeah, how are you going to get her?

Seeing as how like a million warships are belting your bow?

I know those must be like raindrops to him

But come on

Don’t go into the burn -ing wreckage

And towards enemy fire

Then again she was probably heading towards the Jedi ship

So (as a civilian) that makes sense

“Master I’m picking up a signal near the enemy vessel,”

Tone

Enemy reinforcements

That’s- A Good Call

Respectively

“ it looks like-”

“A Naboo ship”

“Gunners stand day,”

Hey everyone’s competent today!

(Not that there’s anything wrong with enablers being stupid)

This just requires more brain power

“ what in Blazers are they doing out here?”

A valid response

But weren’t they the ones that pledged transport ships?

Like oh yeah stupid going out into a war zone

But not completely out of the question

“ Ahsoka contact that ship,”

Bit too much energy

But still resp ect able

Literally coming from fiery hell

Identify yourself

“Padme what are you doing out here,”

Cringe

That line sounds like boomer. What boomers think high school jocks sound like

And we’re like no

“ I was sent on a special mission,”

Good job Writers

The ‘Bang he Klan Wanted to negotiate a treaty

Good reason

“Get out of there,”

Too Force ful

Better Idea; Have Obi-Wan try to calmly explain the situation to her

Possibly distracting her for general grievous to kidnap

“ Activate the tractor beam,”

Damn we’re going back to old old sci Fi- with tractor beams and shit

I was expecting like a hook and chain, a harpoon

Was not expecting that

That made me laugh

WTF

Tell them some nonsense is going on!

“i’m afraid it’s much worse than that,” Gunners Do Something?!

it’s a beam; it can be broken

“ Padme what’s happening?”

A go- decent response

“ i’m being pulled inside the droid cruiser by a tractor beam,”

Good Commun ication

Whelp, Done

So at 22: 40 Rest of the episode is hostage situ ation?

Inter es ting

Much Better Than Just Shooting at it for an hour

“I will not be made a separatist bargaining chip,”

Initiative

Though Less Emo -tion

Should be recited like something she had to read off a paper

Guessing I’m not Padme I’m Padme’s handmaiden thing only works once

Continue your attack

You must continue-

I hope she get some actual action

Nothing too intense because she’s still a kid

But like a surprise attack on General grievous

Destroy this monstrous ship

That’s kind of like-

How-

I saw the next frame

Wtf-

WTF

HIS FACE JUST-

CON-torts

You are not Romeo and Juliet movie

You are two kids reinacting Romeo and Juliet clumsy

Get it right

“Admiral, order our ships to stop firing,”

No one’s gonna stop this

No one‘s gonna comment...

Okay....

Obi-Wan And Plo Koon are just gone

Left when Anakin started acting unchild like

Never mind still there

Nothing suspicious *Rubs beard*

Whelp

It does not look safe out there my lady

Screw with the tractor beam and leave

No one can stop you

Droid Related

“I see now this whole thing was a trap,”

The Bang’he Clan Works With The-

I can’t even make that joke because the bang’he clan are working with the separatists

Good writers you out joked me

“ we walked right into it,”

Pressing buttons isn’t going to help lady

Sir the republic cruisers have halted their attack

Bit too much emotion for a droid but it works

“Jedi are so predictable,”

Hit him with a gun

Get the repair team up here

“ i’m going down to the main hanger,”

The arm motion was a little weird... for ‘I’m going down to the main hanger’

Street Railways?

Are we getting *tour the inside of the ship??

Nice

This ship must be returned to Count Dooku intact

Nice little interaction

Rail ways

There’s no room for failure

Hard Moral

One on fast speed ing train

Moves over to another pad

Don’t think that’s gonna help

“Come on I’ve over loaded the power system,”

THAT’S actually really clever

Good job whoever gave that order

General grievous goes boom

Fighter door opens

Find a Fighter

And fly out

* Anakin walks away*

You know this would be a good idea if Obi-Wan had ordered him to do so when feeling the emotion of ‘love’, miscommunicating the concept of love, and didn’t realize that’s what he was doing - what clues him in

“ where do you think you’re going,”

“ someone’s got to save her,”

Still too much emotion

“I thought you might say that,”

Did you give him that, did you give him an order relevant to that?

There he goes again

Yeah Someone should really check up on that

Or get Obi-Wan to lay off the suicidal orders

“Craving adventures and excitement,”

No, orders

“ You get used to it”

Could be just a response

But too much reaction And Person ality

Oh, Shit’s On Fire

“Come on 3PO hurry,”

Flaming wreck lady

“not sure this is such a good idea,”

Neither is being held captive

You’re made of like solid gold

Timing

[also the announce in the background like a train station - just cracks me up]

Time to get blown up

“ Mind the gap”

“Mind the gap”

Haha

You two come with me

Command

That droid’s-

No, wait- It’s Amidala

And C3PO

He’s trying to help

Looks Inside

Beeping

Timer

Look like the engine- Are Set To -

Timing

“Destroy themselves,”

He really needed them to say that

Get out of my way

“Ow,” You don’t want to die

That’s just rude

So is death

You should get out of there

He’s going to come back around

Geez

Fire squad is a train wreck

They’re Trying

Crud if this gets back to Skywalker and he thinks she’s dead

After That Speech

Who knows what toxic morals of love Obi-Wan taught him could activate

This could become a train wreck

Ahhh!

It got worse

Seriously who made the droids that have to with stand high water pressure Light weights

Oof

Even high water pressure cannot kill him

Even running away cannot save him

Wonder what that attack would’ve done

Sound the alarm

“We have stowaways,”

Or...

She was never on that ship

Seriously no one besides the republic saw her

I’d go with “she isn’t on board,”

Run

Back to the republic ships

Who are doing nothing while grievous rebuilds

Like, The medical station is right there

You might want to get back on moving them

Just Saying

“ i’ve trusted you already formulated a brilliant plan to rescue the Senator,”

“ as a matter of fact I have,”

Umm,

Weird How to Code that

“ what do you have a Plan B Every good plan has a back up,”

Stop forcing his dependence on you

“ I don’t have a back up yet,”

Too much emotion

Really

Questioning

Not really helping his self-esteem

Really “ we’ll sneak behind them and dock at the emergency air lock,”

So I’m guessing this is going to set up Padme going there

“ That’s your plan?” Discouraging

“Fly land,”

That’s literally what all maneuvers rely on

Also it sounds like something out of a fairy book

Which might explain Anakin toxic behavior

“ Walk in the door,”

“Basically,”

Too much emotion

“Oh Brilliant,”

Dick

Firey Wreck

“ Might I suggest we keep moving?”

Bit Loud There It

“ I think I hear battle droids approaching,”

Talking is not helping

“But we also need to contact the fleet,”

Getting out is the prerogative

They don’t know where you are

And you can’t stay in a constant location

If I can just keep this com panel working

Ahhh!

Well just disappeared

“The Damage to the hyper drive was not as bad as we first thought,”

How?!

It’s been damaged for about two episodes

Also, Good for Her

“ We’ll be able to get underway again shortly,”

With this mess of a ship

Hyperdrive would send half of it flying

It’s barely holding together by a string

You’re screwed

I must inform count Dooku

Seems oddly suspic.

Continue the search

Find the stowaway

How does that change anything in Amidala’s eyes

Getting to know the boss isn’t worth it

Just be more careful

Roger, roger

Commander

Intimidating

*Spark*

Oh She Was In A Cabinet

Thought she made it in

C3PO Looks creepy in one frame

Shit’s Constantly on fire

“If they spot us we’ll be pulverized,”

With what guns??

You’ve been doing all the hitting this entire time

They’ve been sitting Geese

“They’re too busy repairing the ship,”

Thank you

[also Obi-Wan complainers rules]

“ They don’t have time to notice us,”

Cocky

Subtlety has never been one of your strong points Anakin

Neither Yours Person who orders him!

“ Everything I know I learned from you master,”

Point Yes Attitude? No

Oh if only that was true

Should Be

Might be a side jab at how he took orders from the Chancellor

There we go

Only Obi-Wan was worried

“Didn’t You Hear It,”

Your circuits are loose

Or maybe you’ve lost your hearing

From the impact

“ No one’s crazy enough to do that,”

Cut

“Anakin”

Perfect

“You’re Crazy,”

You groomed him this way

“ spinning is not flying”

“But it’s a good trick,”

Too much emotion

Do not want to be spotted

Good job

You’re standing more in the doorway than he is

“I knew it it’s them,”

That droid is just having a day

Aww But his friend came down to check with him

That’s adorable

Oh no

They’re backing off peacefully

ASSHOLES!

Obi-wan specifically

You stay here R2

Again why did you bring him

Another bold strategy by -

Say Skywalker

‘Skywalker’

Ordered

“I presume,”

No, Obi-Wan’s

When it’s not Palpatine’s

“That’s my master”

Children don’t show preference for handlers

“ once they rescue the Senator we will need to reinforcement to finish off the enemy

Sounds nonsense but OK

Dude really Likes enforcement’s “ i’m on my way,”

“Master Plo”

“ We’re receiving a transmission,”

Padme

Weird distance to start a conversation at

Running for some reason

“ Master we found the senator,”

Good

“ We’re patching Her through,”

Helpful...?

What is it with Skywalker and becoming a Barking over- animated Puppet Every time senator Amidala gets involved ?

“Anakin where are you,”

Better; where are your coordinates

“ On lower levels,”

Better but where

“I don’t know,”

Give a better location

For how long

Problem with this whole plan

Give Landmarks

Get to the rendezvous point

“Obi won and I are on board too,”

Better; get to the ship on level ____ on your ___ side Optional; Closest landmark ____

We’ll meet you there

What what are you doing?

Not the best point to argue

Ahsoka, how can we get to the senator

Better how can we both get to the escape pad?

In case we both get separated

Taking longer to coordinate that complicated-

How long till they get separated?

Center of the ship

Half way between the two of you

Neither Ahsoka gave neither

Bad instructions

“ we’re on our way

To a very unspecified point on not specified level at a not specified time

Let the hijinks commence

“ Did you hear that Padme?”

You’re on the same com

“ i’ll be there,”

Some-how

The question to my answer was 22:40

When do the Hijinks begin?

Let’s See

Marching Intimidated

“we just detected An unauthorized communication Coming from within the ship,”

Shouldn’t he be making a phone call?

“ what did it say?”

Interesting

Well we don’t know

That’s how encoding works

We didn’t catch it in time

Off

Droid winces

Monitor all internal communications

Like they’ll do it again

I want that senator on this bridge

Good luck with that

You haven’t even saw her

Rail-ways

Nice

Busy

Should be a cakewalk

Is Not a cakewalk

All the way up there

“I do not see her,”

Yeah, that’s the problem-

She’s here master

I sent it

Or you got the wrong port

(So you heard her voice so she’s clearly somewhere on this ship)

He’s probably late again

But we do have company of another sort

Oh She has a gun

And somehow none of that hits her

And of course that gets the attention

I’m honestly glad they didn’t go with miscommunication Causes fake stand up scenario

Even if this is faux Romeo and Juliet

Good job

Lots of jumping

Look Jedi

Good job nice guy

No wait That one guy had common sense

“I knew that was a bad idea,”

Mercy

That you didn’t show on the other guys

Who were far more hesitant

And you took out that one guy

Who didn’t do anything

Just wasn’t as vocal

Dicks

Jump The peashooter isn’t doing the job?

Jump

He tried

Power Thrust

Ana kin

“ There. they are!”

Bull shit

No way

he saw those guys

On all those Packages

Also ‘the i knew It was a bad Idea Guy Got New Friends

“Fire!”

Fuck

The bridge is out

“Jump to me,”

Try it with a little bit more disinterest

“ I’ll use the force”

Even she realizes it’s not that intense

“ You have to trust me,”

Good Luck

OMG

It looks like she just falls

Also Obi-wan’s in the back like it’s none of my business

Like dude came on a rescue mission And has become completely useless never helped once Complained the whole way there

Manages

“Got you,”

“ NICE CATCH,” Obi -Wan from the sidelines

10/10 Hilarious

“ I’ll fetch the droid,”

What??

This isn’t cute

Disgusting

“Oh the things you do to get me alone,”

KIDS don’t-

Ack-

Please no more smoopy-

nope

I’m putting it in the “bad” corner Till it stops trying to ship children

Bad Movie

That’s Not Cute

Obi-wan Sucks

Can’t even levitate A Droid

“Stop me please”

Poor Droid

Blast You’re Weak

“ That’s not good”

Yeah you’re weak

“Anakin I got separated from your droid,” Thank God

I’ll take care of it

Better “ We’ll meet you back at the Twilight”?

“ I overheard grievous,”

Annnnnd

“ They’re hyper-drive is nearly fixed,”

Soooo, He better get you back to the ship so we can start blasting it with Cannon balls again?

“ i’m already headed in that direction,”

Soooooo, don’t do it, Obi-wan?

Or have Anakin and take the extremely important senator And come back for you later?

“ i’ll make sure the hyperdrive stays off line,”

By shooting it with more cannon-balls?

Ha ha Ha ha ha

We’ll see about that

What?! Person who can do nothing!

Like seriously if they just go back to the ship-

That Jedi

“I’m getting you out of here,”

Good decisions

“I need you to help me find 3PO,”

How?

“ I know I know he does,”

Padme’s expression

“And i’ll be there soon,”

That’s almost adorable

Oh like that

‘Someone stop this contraption,”

Careful Words

Yeet

There We Go

Into those boxes

“ I suppose I did ask for that,”

Ha-he

That got a small giggle out of me

Stomping

Bait

Murderous Intent

Get Fucked Obi Wan

Really rolling out all the stops

Hahaha

“ Hello there,”

[Took a pause. a long break]

General Kenobi

“ kill him,”

Straight. To. The. Point.

More in line with the characterization we’ve seen up so far, not that much for conversation

Dude’s just rolling

There went the others

Bowling pins they are

Oh grievous has a gun

And hiding behind the enemy

Thought he sent both those guys flying

Apparently I was wrong

Must’ve Been a Third

Didn’t Work

Yeet

That poor Droid...

Spark*

That was impressive

Nah he ran around things

It really set up your forces for a brawl among them selves

“Argh,”

Dude, how insecure

“ Guard the hyperdrive,”

Oh yeah he did shit to it

Also sending basic level mooks to deal with it

Shooting Things

Again how did Anakin and Padme end up in the situation?

They were at the train station last

Now they’re at??

And have agroed every enemy

Who should be focusing on Obi-Wan because

That was their last order

Grievous has just completely ignored Anakin

Hiding

You aggroed Them!

Why are you calling Obi -Wan

“Come in Obi-wan,”

Get her to the shuttle

“ i’m afraid grievous is onto us,”

“We noticed,”

Hey you guys Aggroed those guys completely on your own don’t blame Grievous for this

“Ack,”

Those are Tanks

You’re peashooter isn’t going to do much

Also, Anakin shouldn’t be able to take them either

This should be a properly terrifying moment

“ We’ll meet you back on the twilight,”

Good plan

“Obi- Wan!”

Writers don’t screw this up

“Come In,”

His communicuff clearly got damaged

What’s wrong?!

They’re jamming all communication

No again it’s far more likely that his communicuff Got Damaged (Especially with Grievous listening in,”

Not everything is jammed communi cations Yeet, yeet Yeet

That should not work Those are tanks

Anakin is a lightweight

His skill set is unspecified

But he shouldn’t be able to cut more than butter with that knife

Light wieght clankers should pose a challenge

Due to the amount of energy

“That might buy us some time

Unlikely

I suppose you have a plan Yeah, Get to the escape pad

Follow Me

...To the escape pod

C3PO I do believe I’m lost

Seriously you haven’t found this guy

Enemy Territory

And all alone

You’re a service droid

Probably wouldn’t notice anything

“Ah,”

Dude, they’d probably just adopt you into the clan

“ I surrender,”

Again I really want to see the C3PO and battle droids conversation

(When not aware of the other side)

It’s a projector... R2 D2

“ you are a sight for old eyes,”

A nice interaction

“ Master Anakin sent you to find me,”

“ what kept you then?”

He does have a point

Dude got thrown off the train about an hour ago

R2′s just been messing with him

“ follow me,”

“ The general is demanding a status report,”

Oh some driod on droid interactions (without the general)

Nice

Is the hyperdrive re-paired Yet

From there?

“ i’ll give him the good news,”

This isn’t the escape pad

Did you take a wrong detour?

Also no one guarding the super important one panel repair

Just Light weight clankers

Also that’s not good news

(Especially considering it’s one panel)

Surprised this goes so well

Also; now there’s tanks

Surprised you think that peashooter can do anything ma’am

Like seriously should’ve grabbed a bigger gun

The droids have some

And you can’t tell me there hasn’t been artillery laying around this entire time

Yeet

That almost- Turned into murder This is why not going to the escape pods immediately was a bad idea

Again this should be a stressful fight

But turning your child soldier Into an all powerful can never lose child soldier

Is bullshit movie

Opened Door

“Ever since I’ve known you you’ve been playing with droids,”

Ack

“I used to put them together,”

Alright...

Now I only take them apart Child soldiering...

It sucks

So, where do we start

GETTING TO THE ESCAPE PAD!

Obi-Wan supposed to be here any minute!

With whole lot of bullshit!

Move!

First we need to get one of these droids so they don’t know we were here

No destroy the thing and go

They’ll figure it out in like five seconds

When they go to start the thing up!

Running is a good option

“I’m gonna hot wire this ship,”

How does this make anything better?

He’s already down and in kicking position

Everyone’s waiting for Amidala

You’re not helping, good sir!

(In fact I’m pretty sure you’d have to fix something To make it go,”

Secondly, This is a HUGE -ass ship

As a reason it has an electrical team

Squeezing two little wires

Isn’t going to do much

It requires continuous effort to different parts of the ship To make a dent

And I truly doubt such a large ship is going to have such a non-complicated Start-up compared to hotwiring a car

Point being; this shouldn’t work

Give Grievous a little surprise

Again if it’s anything less Then a bomb

Dude isn’t gonna have much trouble

And this is a waste of time

I’ll guess I’ll clean up the droids then

LITERally im possible

That’s a tank!

You carry light weaponry!

Back to the fleet

Plo Koon Is doing nothing

Having tea and cookies with Ahsoka

Our ships are in attack position

So... nothings changed

“Master Skywalker,”

No one else either

“No,”

Deadpanned

“ The droids are jamming our transmissions,”

(More likely reason for that on a -damaged ship)

But Ergh-

“We need to give him more time,”

Opinion!

“ i’m sure we can,”

I’ve been sitting on my ass-

[Plo’s Head Moves -Railway]

We’re back here again?

Obi-Wan should be at the station by now

Everything is behind him

Yeet

Make it to the Coms center

Break Some Shit

Oof Those Poor Droids Good Pa rell els

Splat!

Obi won looking back-and-forth

Obi-Wan you are a Jedi master this shouldn’t be hard

Run

Tum ble

I was fully planning on him stacking it

Roof

Also, Obiwan

Stop fecking Around

Get to the place

Woof

How

Did you end up falling over?

Ironically Obi-Wan shows less emotion than Anakin

* Slashing the train*

Okay... what did I do

Snarky little shit

Could be snarkier

“That oughta do it,”

Ana -kin Doing Obi-wan’s Job

Also Oh shit is he plugging in the location of that supposed fight with master-

How’s the house cleaning going-

Im-

That dude made out of -metal

He is FIVE times your bodyweight!

HOW?

Done?

You MOVED a Tank??

HOW-

That’s-

What ever

* Guys coming in*

Oh yeah that’s a door

I guess repairs are finished

Or they went on lunch break

Prepared to charge up the hyperdrive

Right on it

“Roger, Roger,” -famous last words

Sparking

Driving

Are we seriously waiting on these two

“Are you quite sure the ship is in that direction?

He’s basically a GPS

That way looks potentially dangerous

All of them do

“Haz ardous,”

Better Example beeping irritatedly

“I know the whole place is dangerous,”

Thank you R2- D2

“ I suggest we stay here and let master Anakin find us,”

Bad idea

A better idea than anyone in the ‘let’s meet up in an undisclosed location’ came up with

Good idea

3PO

Fecking Irony

“Don’t just stand there,”

See?

“Let’s get back to the ship,”

Irony

Power up the engines R2

You know Obi-Wan’s likely going to screw up your shit right

*obi-Wan comes around the corner,*

Dude you have shit to screw up

Did you forget?

There shouldn’t be an escape pod for you

What

Hold the ship

No, you didn’t do anything...

Then again he could just cannonball it

How’s that-

Okay Very light bullshit

“ i’ll contact the fleet,”

It’s the most you’ve done this entire time

Focus On The chair

Do cking Clamp

There We Go

Off We Go

It’s still Burning

Grievous Off

Why?

He doesn’t know

Obi-Wan’s off the ship

Last saw him on the train...

(Not followed up on directly)

Flighters, Where I thought they all got destroyed?!

All batteries open fire

Again Plo Koon does not give a shit who dies

(Until sitting on his ass gets too boring)

Also this isn’t his fleet

They shouldn’t listen to him

(Especially after he got his last one killed)

More Shooting at the burning wreck

Turb ulence

And Obi-Wan still didn’t do his job

Guns

You can shoot back at any time

“ I wa-”

Obi-wan being completely useless

Anakin having too much emotion

“I got it,”

Shoo ting stuff

Somehow doesn’t go down immediately

Hit

“ She seems to know her way around,”

Gross

Hit Something

The Hyper Drive

-repaired

Also Obi-Wan didn’t fuck up shit

Dis appointed

Also it certainly as frick isn’t now

After they’ve been shooting

Should we retreat to friendly space?

If You can make there it with it in one piece (Which was the qualifications)

Engage the hyperdrive

With me not on it

“Secret base sector four,”

Interesting

“Prepare-”

Enthus iastic

“Yes, Sir,”

Fighters still chasing

Intense

“Nice Shoot,”

Gross

“Beginners luck,”

Beeping

“Pardin-”

“Hyperdrive is activating,”

Obi-Wan

“ Oh-shit Caught in a lie.”

“-what”

-They’re getting hit with cannonballs Anakin what did you do ?!

(What Did I order you to do?)

Coordinates are locked

“Hyperdrives engaging,”

Shit’s about to go-

Ar-

Sp- arking

Glitzy display Base

“ I think there’s a problem,”

“General I think there’s a problem with the hyperdrive,”

Yeah The ship got refired upon it’s probably re broken

Seriously

“ I thought the hyperdrive was fixed,”

And then it got shot again...

The navigate computer is heading a straight into the moon

What ??

Fools reset the Navi computer

“Quick,”

Tech Support

Dooku

Worst time to call

(Don’t think it could’ve gone more sideways)

Also good job Anakin You crash landed them on a planet with significantly larger surface area and resources that they can use to re-build

Aka you made things harder than they needed to be

Obi-Wan, what are you ordering this kid

Narrowed eyes

-No reset it

“General,”

Harsh

But I’m interested in where this is going

Since Grievous has had a lot of shit thrown at him

Doesn’t matter which side of enablers he still enabling

But I suppose over involved positivity Would be kind of a nice change for him

Over over involved negativity

Speeds off

“Trans -mission Has been cut,”

Intentionally

* also smart droid

“ We’re Gonna die

[Explosion]

How?!

Whelp Obi-Wan has to have a sit down talk with Anakin. about the ‘ Drive the ship into the moon,’ order

Also I realized (thanks to Obi-Wan) they know nothing about what just happened Grievous either decided to just end it

or they’re all dead

Obi-Wan

Dick move

“ I imagine you had something to do with that,”

WTF- orders

“ all part of the plan,”

Obi-Wan schooled Anakin in extraterrestrial terrorism

Cheering at least the ion cannon isn’t coming back

Nice shot

...So Destroy Malevolence

I have to say I really like this episode

Despite the plot stretched thin

There was a noticeable increase in the quality of animation

The child characters were good

The other characters were a lot more consistent And a lot smarter

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Title: Under Fire Word Count: 4K+ Rating: M Genre: Gang AU, Drama Warnings: Stalking Pairings: Hyung Line x Reader (Primarily Namjoon x Reader), very slight OT7 x Reader. Pairings (in this chapter): Jin x Reader, Namjoon x Reader

Summary: As a child you lived among the most wealthy and powerful, after the death of your mother you were shipped off to stay with her sister. Even after finishing your education you continue to live apart from the elite, but a visit home creates an unexpected disaster. You are suddenly roped into a darker world, and who better to be your guide than the infamous gang known as BTS.

A/N: Sorry this chapter took a little longer to edit, I promise I have a good reason. I kind of became distracted starting a new short story series, the first part will be posted on Sunday. It'll be called Grim Love: Loss. It would mean the world to me if you guys read it. It definitely drained me emotionally, but I'm really proud of the story. For now thought back to Under Fire!

Chapter 9 - Recovering Sentiment

POV (Y/N)

Suga leaves in the early hours of the morning, returning to the real world. The day of rest had been perfect but now it is time to clear your head and focus.

In the past at a time like this you would go out for a run to help organize your thoughts. Running outside wasn’t an option but you had seen a gym a couple doors down from your room.

You find a treadmill in the corner, plugging in your music you set off throwing all of your anger and frustration into your running. I don’t notice Jin come into the room until he pulls out one of you earbuds. Hope stands just behind him.

“Jeez you scared me”

“What the hell do you think you are doing?”

“I’m just running Jin.”

“It’s been less than a week (Y/N), you lost a lot of blood, get off that treadmill.” Jin pulls you off the machine and sitting you on the cushion of the bench press. “Wait here. Hope she does not move from this spot until I get back or I’ll make sure that you are put on dinner duty.”

You look at J-Hope sheepishly, he shakes his head smiling. Once you are sure that Jin is a good distance away you move to get up. “If you think that just because Jin isn’t here I will let you sneak away you don’t know how terrifying that man can be.” His hands rest on your shoulders as he looks into your eyes.

You sigh and look to the fitness equipment eagerly. He follows your gaze.

“Tell you what, once Jin gives you the okay to start training, I will teach you to fight myself not just the self defense stuff that RM wants to teach you, actual fighting.”

“Really? Wait, what do you mean he only wanted to teach me self defense?” J-Hope avoids the question.

“But only on the condition that you take it easy until then , no going against the doctors orders.”

“Fine.”

Jin comes back into the room carrying a blood pressure cuff and takes your readings. “Your blood pressure is too low, your pulse too high, just as it would be for SOMEONE WHO WAS SHOT FIVE DAYS AGO!”

You wince not expecting to get scolded again. “Come one.” He goes to pick you up.

“Wait what are you doing? I can walk just fine.”

“If you are going to act childish regarding your health I’m going to treat you like a child.”

POV Jin

I set you on the bed telling you to stay, while I fetch breakfast. I expect a protest, but you glance over to J-Hope, looking as if you are biting your tongue. This is unusual, usually I can’t shut you up. J-Hope comes with me to fetch your food.

“You shouldn’t treat her like a child, that’s just going to frustrate her more, she already feels useless.”

“What did you say to her, she seemed oddly compliant back there.”

“Oh that?” he laughs. “I told her that if she listens to you I would show her how to fight beyond self defense.”

“But RM already asked you to do that.”

He holds a finger to his lips. “A request that she was not made aware of.”

I shake my head, “Sometimes I think that you are the most evil of us all.”

I ask Suga to make a plate up for you. “Is the princess too hungover to come down for breakfast.” Suga asks laughing.

“Nope, she thought it would be a bright idea to get up early and go for a five mile run on the treadmill. After all the blood loss, she’s lucky she didn’t pass out.”

Suga looks dumbfounded, “Well at least she’s dedicated, can’t say the same for those two.” He points at V and Jimin who are passed out on the table.”

J-Hope shouts over at them. “Hey V! Is the tech ready to go for this afternoon?”

V waves his hand as if to shush Hope. A muffled, “Yeah,” comes from his mouth while he is still faced own on the table. “Ready whenever you are.”

Suga hands me a full plate.

“I’m guessing she won’t be going with the field team today?”

RM walks in to answer, “She’ll be with JK and I running the surveillance from here. Jimin is the van loaded and ready?”

“It’ll be ready when man finds a cure for the hangover.”

“Jimin...” RM repeats sternly.

“I’m just teasing you it’s already loaded.”

POV (Y/N)

Jin places the plate of food at your bedside and grabbing your wrist to take your pulse again.

“I’m fine Jin, I promise.”

“No, your not you need to take it slow. No more rigorous exercise for at least a week.” You grimace, thinking of the promise you made with J-Hope. “We’re ready to install the new security program today, you’ll be helping JK when you’re finished.”

You practically leap from the bed after taking a few bites and thanking Jin. Showering and changing into your new clothes you grab the laptop and head over.

Schematics of the manor are scattered everywhere. Some maps show power grids, others detailing solid and load bearing walls. The last has dots strategically placed in most of the rooms. You flip through them as JK comes into his room eating his breakfast.

He follows your gaze and points to the dots on the map, “Long range infrared sensor placement. They are more difficult to fool than cameras, we plan on having both but only infrared in sensitive areas such as bathrooms, bedrooms and Jin’s clinic. There will be facial recognition and tracking within the house linked to an app, new guests will have to be signed in. Should there be an intruder in the house it will utilize both the cameras and the infrared sensors to keep tabs on their location.”

“This is amazing, how are you manning the perimeter?”

“Motion sensor cameras, anything larger than a rabbit and we will know about it.”

“I guess it’s not Jimin proof then.” V jokes as he comes into the room.

“Hey I am right here!” Shouts Jimin from the Hallway.

“Ah sorry didn’t see you down there.” V laughs even harder.

There are several expletives hurled at V but he ignores them with a blank look on his face.

“We’re going to head out JK,” He picks up a headset and radio. “Is the com-line live?”

“Yep, line 1.”

“Excellent, keep up us covered Fire, don’t let this one fall for any more traps.”

“I’ll try my best.” you smile nervously, “Stay safe.”

Jin comes into the room with an expectant look on his face. You tilt your head puzzled. “What no words of caution for me?”

You blink at him. “You’re going too?” Looking down you notice that he is dressed in tactical gear along with the others.

“We don’t have enough people for me to stay here, Jimin needs backup, and after the last ordeal it couldn’t hurt to have a doctor nearby.”

You panic, realizing you are now responsible for him too. “Just be careful Jin.”

“Of course, I have to keep this face looking pretty. You should use that as your motivation.”

“And that’s why we all died.” Drawls Suga leaning against the doorway. JHope and Jimin stand behind him trying to control their laughter. Jin chucks a headset at him forcefully which he catches swiftly. “Let’s move out boys.”

Namjoon joins you carrying several cans and take the seat next to you handing over one of the drinks. My eyes widened, “Are you saying here?”

“Yeah, it’s far easier to direct when I can see all sides at once.”

“Oh thank god.” You sigh. “If I had to watch out for one more person I might just crash, how do you do it?”

He laughs. “Just relax, you would think that this is your first operation.” You find his dimpled smile comforting. “Besides you couldn’t possibly fuck up as badly as JK has done in the past couple of days.” He eyes his junior darkly.

You laugh nervously, JK hands you a mic and an earpiece. As you place it on you find yourself in the middle of the ops team’s conversation.

You hear JHope’s voice, “Suga just admit it, you have a soft spot for her.”

“I can’t afford to have soft spots Hope, don’t push your feelings onto everyone else.”

“I’m not. I’ve just never seen you act like that with anyone before. I can tell you’re not alone with the way RM looks at her. What do you think Jin?”

You are mortified, speaking up before Jin could answer. “Hey guys...”

“Fire... Oh god, how much did you just hear?” J-Hope's voice quakes.

You wonder if you should plead ignorance but at the same time you want to be honest. “I don’t think this is the time to discuss personal matters like that.”

Namjoon and JK both exchange quizzical looks and fumbled to put their headsets on wanting to know what they had missed.

Everyone passes it off as a joke but you couldn’t help but think on what Hope had said. How did RM look at you, did Suga really act that differently with you? Your mind is brought back to the task at hand when JK pulls up all of the cameras in the house.

“All cameras active and accurate?” JK asks you.

“Yes, except the gallery camera that one we’ll have to replace, but the clock readings in the frames are all the same.”

“First sensor and camera deployment should be placed at Suga’s vantage point.”

“First sensor is on can you read it JK?”

“There it is.”

Under the title of Crow’s Nest there are five dots listed. “Facial recognition is live connecting the data the the app now.”

“We’ve got it now,” States Jimin.

“Crow’s Nest is vacant, this is my stop.” Suga must have jumped from the van as you can see the sensor moving along with his dot. Once he’s in position you receive another update from him. “ Looks clear, no vehicles nearby, no signs of anyone.”

“The inferred sensors have a wide radius of 50 meters but they can’t pass through walls, so until we have them all set up make sure to use the Range-R as you move around. That’ll give you an idea if there is anyone else there.” RM continues to instruct, “Jin and Jimin remain in the van Hope and V head in, securing the electrical room is the next priority.”

“Looks all clear in here,” V assures them. “I have to disconnect the old security system, you’ll lose visual until I can get it hooked up to our system. Keep an eye out for any changes to the footage when it goes back up.”

Once the footage is transmitting again they continue. There’s a camera attached to J-Hope’s vest allowing us see his surroundings and confirm the accurtate sensor readings and placement. The process is slow but nerve racking, to you every shadow looks like a threat.

When they reached the library your breathing stops out of fear. Namjoon noticing your stillness places a hand on your shoulder and looks your way. You give him a nod not meeting his eyes, you don’t want to draw any more attention to your fear. He understands and continues to direct the team.

After the library V and Hope head to the bedrooms. Some of the rooms look like they had been occupied up until recently. The members probably resided there with your father when not in the city.

When they reach the door to your old room it feels somewhat surreal. Everything has changed with no trace of your childhood left. You’re sure that it had been cleared out to protect your anonymity, but that doesn’t make it hurt any less.

“J-Hope hold on look back at the bedside table. Namjoon asks of him. “Right there. Why are there fresh roses?”

JHope approaches them.

“(Y/N), this was your old room wasn’t it? Jin asks.

“Jin, code names only during operations.” Suga scolds him.

“Yeah it was...” You respond more concerned with the flowers than the break of protocol.

“There’s a card,” Hope reads it out. “I enjoyed our chat the other night. Consider these my apology for the scare. - Chanyeol.”

“The hacker?” You ask.

“Yes.” Both Jin and RM answer shortly.

“Creep.” JK adds.

“Park always told us to leave this room empty, he never said why. How did he know?” Jimin questions.

Namjoon looks worried he gets up to pace the room, his finger rests on his lip while he’s in thought.

“This house has been vacant there was bound to be a chance that someone would take advantage of that. The system isn’t picking up anyone but us and we have been sweeping for bugs. He’s long gone now.” V stats.

“Hope get rid of the flowers.” Jin orders.

“Huh?” J-Hope is caught off guard.

“Burn them, shred them, throw them out the window, I don’t care just rid of them.” Jin seethes. It shocks you to see how upset he is getting.

Hope throws them into the trash can along with the card and lit a match. It didn’t take long for the flames to flare and extinguish themselves.

“Make sure to do a double sweep of this room.” Namjoon advises coming back to his seat.

The whole manor is covered after several hours, everyone is exhausted. JK, V and yourself, will be keeping an eye on the house for another couple of days before the team could move back there. Watching to see if there will be any more surprise visits.

POV RM

You are still working with JK as everyone else returns. I dismiss everyone for the rest of the day except for Jin.

“He’s gone further than we anticipated, taking unnecessary risks. You need to tell (Y/N) about him.”

“I know, I was hoping that he wouldn’t continue to target her but it seems that she’s not so lucky. This is just what she needs. Another psychopath to worry about. Why does it seem like I always have to deliver the bad news.”

“Do you want to talk to her about it alone or should I assist?”

“Together, my anger starts to get the better of me when I discuss my family.”

POV (Y/N)

“JK can we borrow Fire for a moment?” Namjoon had walked back into the room along with Jin. you look over to JK to see if he would be okay to finish without you.

“Go ahead I need to run a couple test on the system anyway.”

Closing up your laptop you leave with them. “This is about my new admirer isn’t it?”

There is a sigh from Jin as you enter your room. You sit on the bed as they take the chairs across from you .

Jin starts reluctantly, “The hacker who left the flowers, Chanyeol, he’s my adopted brother.”

“Since when do you have a brother?”

“A few years now.” He scoffs rubbing the bridge of his nose. “When it became clear to my father that I would not be willing to take his place as CEO he decided instead to groom one of the members of his gang to take over. A young man named Park Chanyeol now Kim Chanyeol.”

“Why don’t I remember seeing his name on the list of suspected members?”

“Any past blemishes to his record my father has wiped clean with his pocket book.” Jin rolls his eyes.

“He’s often running the show from behind the scenes, but we also began to notice a lot of independent projects and actions from him. Many of which were centered around areas connected to Jin,” RM adds.

“He started following me, showing up at my clinic, joining my gym even crashing at my favourite bar. In a matter of weeks the bar was bought out and demolished, rival gang members started attending my gym, and then he burned down my clinic. He won’t be happy until he takes everything from me. ” Jin breathes heavily in anger.

“He is incredibly dangerous, and only motivated by his hatred for Jin. He has access to all of the information from Jin’s past... including information about you. We think you might be his next project, what he intends to do we can’t be sure, but at least you can be prepared if he does make a move.”

Namjoon hands me a file. Following Chanyeol's bio and history is a list of his transgressions, which takes up several pages.

“Until his plan is clear it might be best if she takes a step back from the active operation.” Jin asks of Namjoon.

“Shall I be expecting his call soon then?” You joke.

“Not funny,” Growls Jin.

“Sorry, I am having difficulty prioritizing the threats that are pilling against me.”

“GOT7 and the rest of EXO are nothing compared to him,” Jin bites back.

Your anger began to stir. “So my Father was killed by nothing? These people who I shouldn’t be focused on were enough to fool you and murder the man you were protecting.”

Jin is losing the battle to his anger as well, he begins to yell. “GOT7 wants your money, EXO and my Father want your influence and power, Chanyeol will want to take every part of you.”

“Part of me was already taken when my mother died, another part as I watched my father bleed out. I will not step back out of fear of another killer.”

“Aishh..” Jin glares at you knowing you will not give in. He leaves the room slamming the door behind him.

You groan putting your head in your hands. “Are you going to yell at me too?’ You ask Namjoon.

He shakes his head, “Jin feels responsible for the actions of his brother. If you were to get hurt in the crossfire, Jin would never forgive himself.”

“But that’s ridiculous, Jin had left the family by that point.”

“That’s true, but if Jin hadn’t left. If he had become the heir, would Chanyeol have gone this far?”

“But why me? Jin and I haven’t spoken in years.”

“You and Jin were childhood friends that is a good enough reason for him. The rumor of a possible arrangement as kids only adds fuel. You don’t have to step back, we just have to be more vigilant of any online presence or communications.”

Namjoon is sitting on the bed next to you now. You rest your head on his shoulder, “I’m sorry for what I said.”

“It’s understandable, you were angry. He shouldn't have asked you to stand down. This is your fight too.”

Namjoon takes your hand in his rubbing his thumb over your knuckles, he looks down intently at your fingers while speaking. “Just promise me you’ll be careful, Jin is not the only one who doesn’t want to see you hurt.”

...

You leave your room to find Jin, hoping to resolve your dispute quickly now that you had taken your chance to cool down. You find no sign of him in his office, the living room, nor the kitchen. Only running across Jimin in your travels, “Have you seen Jin?”

“He stormed out saying he needed some air. He looked pissed, did something happen? Usually he’s cooking by now.”

You look at your watch, it’s close to 6pm. “I might have cost you your dinner.” You hand over your card. “Order whatever you want. Just tell me when he gets back.”

“There was a smirk of a smile on his face, “Oh, what did you say to him Fire?” Did you reject his advances?” Jimin laughs.

“Yes I rejected him so I could confess to you.” You’ve made Jimin speechless. “No you ass, stop being so nosey.”

Jin doesn’t return for dinner, several hours later you are still waiting. You can’t stand the idleness going to the kitchen to pack away the leftovers. Suga comes in a few minutes later. “RM, Hope and I are going out.” He doesn’t have to say it, but you know they are going to look for him. “V, Jimin and JK are upstairs should you need them. Send us a message if the drama queen returns before we do.”

You nod, not being able to meet his eyes you turn back to the counter. The guilt overwhelming you. Suga places a hand on your back for a moment allowing it to trail down as he leaves.

...

Jin returns an hour later, stepping into the kitchen dripping wet. “Jin! Where the hell were you?” He remains silent. You grab a small kitchen towel reaching up to dry off his hair. As you rub the damp strands he speaks.

“I was debating with myself... wondering if I should talk to my father. I thought maybe he could put a stop to this, for the right price.” You could smell the liquor on his breath.

“Jin you didn’t...” You are interrupted by him lifting you onto the counter and blocking you in. He looks you dead in eye his face only an inch away from your own.

“I would have done it, I would have made a deal with the devil to keep you from hell. Don’t make me regret not taking it.”

His hands cup both sides of your face, he’s so close now that his nose brushes the side of yours.

“I’m sorry for earlier I didn’t mean...” You aren’t able to finish your apology as Jin’s lips come to meet yours. They are still wet and cool from the rain, but the softness is indescribable. The gentleness quickly changes to rough passion as he grabs the back of your neck and waist pulling you forward on the counter so your body rests against his damp shirt. Your head was swimming but the taste of alcohol on his tongue brings you back to your senses.

“Wait Jin, stop, you’ve been drinking.”

He pulls back, “I know, I’m sorry.” He starts to ramble, “This was not how I envisioned telling you... Everyday you were gone I missed you, and now that you’re back I am so confused. You’re like family to me, but I think... I want to be more.”

“Jin we were kids! We’ve both changed, please don’t rush into this. At this point I am still trying to figure out my place in all of this, my romantic feelings have to take a back seat until I am sorted.”

He place his hand against my cheek again, “Take all the time you need, I can wait.”

“Jin,” You warn angrily.

“What? Don’t think for a second I am going to give into the others so easily.”

You don’t fully grasp his words, suddenly remembering your promise to Suga. “I need to tell them your back. You should go dry off.” You grab your phone to text Namjoon, trying to ignore the man in front of you. He starts taking off his shirt. “Not in here you perv!”

“Why, it’s not like your interested right? Unless you are worried that my show of skin might sway you?”

He continues to undo his buttons, you glare him refusing to lower your eyes. He smiles coyly.

“Aishhh, I guess my wide shoulders just aren’t enough for you.” He complains exiting the kitchen to the hall.

V’s voice calls out, he must have spotted him in the hall. “Glad your back, but there’s no need to subject Fire to that shirtlessness.”

“Thank you!” You yell in agreement with V.

V peers in the doorway. “Is he okay?”

“Yeah, just one too many drinks.”

“Jin drinking alone? That’s not like him.” He looks back at you, “You should get some rest. I don’t think that the others are going to be back for a while.” You notice his eyes skim down, “Why is your shirt all wet?”

You look down embarrassed at the evidence Jin has left behind. “Spilt some water, I think I’ll help JK for a while.” You edge out of the kitchen quickly, changing your shirt before joining JK.

His eyes are glued to the screen as you enter. “Any changes?”

“No glitches so far, the true test will be when V tries to break in.”

“Have any side projects that need attention?”

“I was going to try to run a trace on the twitch hack.”

“Leave it to me.” This would give you a chance to hunt down Chanyeol yourself, while also being the perfect distraction from Jin’s declaration.

It turns out that he is a very talented hacker. His location pinged between thousands of places in Seoul alone, it will take weeks to find him, but it’s the best lead you have.

You also trace the accounts of everyone that had interacted with this ghost account, THEEVE, in addition to JK’s. You’re going to weave a net all across Seoul to find him. One day soon he’ll catch.

You don’t go to bed until late into the night, when Suga pulls you away from the computer. You consider arguing with him, but with one look at his face and you can tell that you aren’t going to win that battle.

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the declassified texts of the inquisition’s elite [135]

(870): I suppose writing him up is more professional than keying his car. - (267): Nothing personal but yes I would be suspicious If I saw 3 guys and 2 girls in the same bathroom stall together -

“You wouldn’t,” Cullen says warily. “It doesn’t matter how incompetent they are, you wouldn’t do that.”

“And you wouldn’t have someone under you do it, either. Even if they’d practically be lining up to volunteer,” Josephine adds on, eyes narrowing as she puts her pen down. “Leliana. Don’t.”

“It’s just an offhand comment, no need to be so serious,” Leliana rolls her eyes, continuing to type her review of one of her agents’ latest reports. “Relax you two. It’s not like everything I say must be taken for absolute. It’s a joke. Maybe it would play better with a different crowd. What’s got the two of you so on edge? Cullen, top me up?”

Leliana pushes her wine glass across the kitchen counter towards Cullen. He doesn’t react right away, first turning to Josephine. Leliana watches the two of them have a silent conversation with their eyes and aborted twitches of their fingers. One wouldn’t guess that they’d only just met a year or so ago. Ah, the wonders of working and living with someone while under constant stress of having to save the world from a terrible fate. It forges such powerful relationships under such short time constraints.

Leliana’s fingers slow over her laptop keys as she watches the two maintain their conversation before Cullen slowly reaches for the wine bottle and starts to refill Leliana’s glass, the entire time still looking at Josephine.

Josephine’s slowly stirring a pot on the stove. Leliana isn’t sure what it is, but it smells absolutely divine. Hopefully it’s dinner.

Cullen sighs.

“Leliana, please don’t have his car keyed. It isn’t worth it. Because he doesn’t have a car, it’s an Inquisition vehicle, and it’s just going to go around to us having to pay for that to be fixed,” Josephine says as Cullen goes to get another wine bottle. He snags a handful of peanuts from Leliana’s snack bowl on the way. She playfully swats at his hand but lets him go. Josephine shakes her head at the two of them. “Dinner will be ready in twenty minutes. Don’t drink too much and don’t get full on snack foods.”

“Yes, mother,” Leliana teases, pointedly popping another peanut into her mouth. “And you can’t blame me for wanting to take action outside of…well. Outside of the normal acceptable bounds that professionalism dictate. He’s the sort that doesn’t care about being fined or written up. A fine is just a price, not a punishment. Being written up is an invisible penalty he’ll never see. He’s like that. Ah. The terrors of privilege. Are you sure we can’t fire him yet?”

“He’s remarkably good at his job.”

“No one can argue that, but he’s such an absolute prat. Terrible for workplace morale and overall cohesion. Isn’t that good enough reason to get rid of someone?”

Josephine shakes her head. “Unfortunately not liking someone isn’t a good reason to fire them. He needs to have a transgression that you didn’t bait him into. So don’t go getting ideas.”

Leliana sighs, saving her report and closing her laptop. “Fine. I wasn’t getting any.”

“Sure you weren’t,” Cullen calls out from the pantry as he carefully looks through the wine bottles they’d stored in there. “I’m sure you didn’t have at least five different scenarios in your head ready to go the second one of them became viable. Which one of you accepted another unlabeled bottle? I’m running out of ways to give these out to my people without looking incredibly suspicious.” - Evelyn’s too busy rubbing her eyes with the heels of her palms to ask the question that everyone most certainly wants, no needs, her to ask, so Max does the wonderful think of asking for her.

“Why?”

“There was a problem with the hidden mic,” Rylen says, face straight as he reports what is possibly one of the stupidest, most ridiculous things the Inquisition has ever done on an operation.

“So. Cassandra’s in the bathroom. Her mic isn’t functioning properly. First thought — send someone in there to check on it.”

“The op hadn’t officially started yet, the building was mostly empty. We deemed it safe for a support technician to go in and troubleshoot.”

“Inside a bathroom stall.”

“It was one of the larger ones.”

“Oh, no one’s doubting that part of the story, Rylen, I can promise you that,” Leliana mutters.

“Alright. Cassandra and one technician are in the stall working on her microphone. How do you get a third person in there?”

“Situation update needed to be delivered. Again. Microphone wasn’t working, and the technician we’d sent in earlier did not have the correct authorization permissions on their receiver to accept the updated intel.”

“That’s three people in the bathroom stall now. And at no point did any of you all think that this should be moved somewhere that isn’t a bathroom stall.” Max holds up three fingers, wiggling them at Rylen. “No one thought that?”

Rylen’s expression doesn’t falter once. Max’s got to hand it to the man. He’s got some impressive facial control. Truly enviable skill.

“Seeker Pentaghast’s clothing was…not in a situation where she could leave the bathroom stall.” Rylen pauses for a beat. “Her shirt had ripped.”

“Okay. Fine. There’s ways around that, but fine. How do you get persons four and five in there?”

Cullen’s got his hands folded together over his nose and mouth like he’s praying. Leliana looks torn between complete incredulity and savage delight. Josephine’s eyes are closed and her hands are folded in her lap. She’s not bothering to take notes.

Evelyn has put her head down on the desk. Max can’t believe he’s the only person at this table currently able to speak. He wasn’t even supposed to be in this meeting. He’s standing in for de Fer.

“One of the other agents had a microphone issue. And one of our hidden plants had urgent information they needed to relay back to headquarters concerning the rest of the operation.”

“Astounding. I can’t believe Cassandra didn’t ruin you all then and there.”

#heartsfic #gather your party and venture forth

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When We Were Young - Chapter Eleven

Pairing : Misha/OFC

Warnings : Language, Fire, trauma, PTSD, family members’ death (including child), therapy, flashbacks (not in every chapter), injuries, cheating. Long fic. Angst, fluff, Smut.

Words : 5372

Summary : After her grandmother’s funeral, Lily must return to the place she lived in when she was young and has to confront the ghosts of her past. She will run into an old friend that she thought was lost forever.

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CHAPTER ELEVEN : One Hell Of A Panel

Lily was about to leave her room to go to the Hilton when someone knocked on her door weakly.

It couldn't be Misha, the convention already started... so it probably wasn't Ty either. Or was it?

She opened the door and was stunned when she came face to face with Misha's mother.

“Oh my god, Rebecca! I didn't even know you were here! Misha didn't tell me! I'm so happy to see you!”

She stepped forward and hugged her before letting her in.

“That's the point, sweetie. It's supposed to be a surprise.”

“Oh, he doesn't know you're here either?” “Yes, he does. I just talked to him before he left for the convention. The surprise is actually for you too. Do you know what day it is today?”

Lily smiled, a little confused.

“Uh... yeah... may 12th.”

She scratched her mind to find a particular reason why Rebecca would be here on this date, but couldn't find any. Her birthday was in June.

Misha's mother stood before Lily and took her hands in hers, looking at her closely.

“It's mother's day, sweetheart.”

Lily gasped silently, and she almost fell when she had the sensation that the ground opened under her feet.

She forgot... It was not like she could still celebrate it anyway.

“Oh... Right. We probably should hurry so you can go back to Misha then. Is Sasha here too?”

“No, Sasha couldn't make it, and Misha's busy, I'm not here just for him today, I'm here for you. I know it's been a while, but you've been part of my life for years, and your mother was the best friend I ever had. I always thought about you as the girl I always wanted but never had, and even if I can never replace the mother you lost, now that she's gone, I think she would like for me to take care of you. Today is probably the best date to start... If you want it, of course.”

And once again, Lily couldn't hold her tears back. She sure had cried a lot since the Krushnic family came back in her life, but these were happy tears.

Sure she still felt a hint of sadness because she inevitably thought about her dead mother who couldn't be here with her today, but Rebecca probably just gave her the best gift she would ever have: a substitute mother.

And she truly was. Even when her mom was still alive, Rebecca was like her second mother, always here for her, always ready to help her when she couldn't turn to her own mom, always having her back when something was up with Misha.

Lily buried herself in Rebecca's arms and cried.

“Of course I want it.” She sniffed. “I can't believe you're doing this.”

“And I can't believe it took me so long to do it.”

Rebecca kissed the top of her head and broke their embrace.

“How about we start by breakfast?”

Lily smiled, wiping her face.

“Great idea. I'm starving.”

They took their time to have breakfast at the hotel, and they left when Misha sent a text to Lily asking her if she would be here for his panel. She replied 'sure', and they hurried to go to the Hilton, arriving just on time for his morning solo panel. When they entered the panel's room, he was answering a fan who wanted him to say something in Russian. She instantly was reminded of the times Misha pretended to be a Russian student so he could go some places for free... He obviously knew how to act pretty early.

The next fan didn't have a question, she just wanted to thank him about something called “Gishwish” or something, which of course she had absolutely no idea of what it was, but it picked her curiosity, Misha was very serious during the whole time the fan spoke, as she told him about her team raising money to free a woman and her daughter from their abusive home. He tried to joke about it at one moment, but Lily could tell he was kinda touched by her story anyway. She would have to ask him about that thing for sure.

Of course, after that, the questions about the show started to fuse, but Misha winced to one fan who had a very strong accent so he didn't understand her very well... and this is where the craziest and funniest part began.

After a little while trying to understand her question, he gave up and asked for a volunteer from the audience to come and translate the question for him. A fan came up on stage to help him, and Lily thought it was the previous fan who asked him to speak Russian.

Actually... Lily didn't understand the damn question either! She thought maybe it was because she just didn't know anything about the show or the characters, but obviously she wasn't the only one being lost.

The 'translator' tried to rephrase the question.

“She said that uuh, you know the scene when Dean and Cas talk, and uuh, Castiel tells Dean that this is not what happened because uuuh, Dean thought that Castiel was left behind in purgatory, not because of his fault...”

The fan paused when she saw Misha wincing again and hid his face in his hands, and they both cracked up laughing, realizing this didn't make sense at all.

The poor girl apologized, but Misha said it was good before asking for another person to come for help, to translate what the translator was trying to actually translate for him... Boy was it confusing! Lily was very amused at this point, and knowing Misha pretty well, she knew he could toy with that for a while!

A second fan came up on stage and tried to help... Except she was a bit confused too and asked for the first fan to repeat the question. It was a huge mess when the original fan, who was still down next to the stage waiting patiently, said something in the microphone and Misha interrupted.

“Hey hey! I'm sorry, we're working on this question right now, please wait your turn!”

He turned to the first volunteer and asked her to tell in Russian what the other girl was trying to say in English, so the second volunteer could finally translate in English to him.

Lily had cramps in her cheeks, she couldn't stop giggling at this point.

The Russian fan started to tell the question in Russian, while Misha was holding the mic to her face, joking and mimicking like he was getting it, and the second girl was nodding, obviously understanding the question. This seemed good, they were finally getting somewhere.

That was until the second fan asked to Misha: “What do you want me to say?”.

Of course everybody laughed, and Misha asked her to translate for him, but the poor girl was lost and Lily had to hold her stomach when she asked “to translate what?”.

Just when she thought they were about to make it, everything crashed down, it was just hilarious.

The second fan asked in what language she should translate, and of course Misha, who had no microphone at this point anymore, first replied she had to translate in English, but then asked her what other languages she could speak. The young blond woman said she could speak English and french too, and Misha's face lighted up.

"Oh great! So we can call Sebastian so he can translate from french what you said in Russian so you can finally say it to me in English!"

The crowd cheered but a few of them yelled "He's doing photo ops!", pointing at the big screen behind him.

Lily facepalmed, she knew he was about to call another fan to come up on stage and help them. This was such a huge mess!

But he didn't exactly call a fan...

"OH! Lily are you in the audience? We need some help here!" He called. Lily's eyes widened and she turned to Rebecca who had a huge smile on her face, but she didn't move... He had to be kidding! Except he wasn't and when he finally spotted her, standing next to the exit door with his mom, he ran down the stage, took her hand, and despite the horrified look on her face and her several vain attempts to get away from him, they climbed the stairs and were back on stage in a second. "Come on, you're used to be on stage, don't pretend you hate it." I'm gonna kill him. He'll be dead for good this time. Of course she was used to be on stage... Hiding behind her instrument and drowned in the crowd of her colleagues, with no freaking huge microphone pointing at her face!!

"This is actually a great opportunity! You guys remember the young lady sleeping gracefully in the plane? Someone tagged me on Twitter about it." "Yeahhh!" They all screamed in unison. "Well, here she is, it's Lily, she's an old friend of mine, and if I'm correct, considering the look on her face, she is right now planning to kill me. Am I right?" He pointed his damn mic at her again. "Absolutely!"

He laughed and the audience did the same. He placed Lily between him and the Russian fan and pointed his finger at the other girl. "So... Miss, can you please ask the question in french to Lily, who will hopefully translate in English for me... Though she hasn't watched a single episode of Supernatural and has no idea what the hell we're talking about." The crowd went wild at his comment, booing and hooting all they could, kicking their feet on the ground to make more noise. Misha glanced at Lily and winked, he looked so proud of himself that she almost wanted to take the mic from him and tell them the most embarrassing story ever... She would seriously have to think about one! He really needed a severe punishment! "Alright, alright, calm down. She promised she would catch up soon." Misha explained, trying to calm the audience. “Right, Lily?”

He held his mic close to her face again, and he knew perfectly she hated it. So she answered...

“Yes, Ty proposed to help. I guess I'll have to accept his generous offer.”

She was so satisfied of herself at that moment! When she devilishly stared at Misha who couldn't show anything in front of his fans, but Lily could see the defiance in his eyes. He licked and bit his lips, obviously refraining from replying something stingy.

He finally had no choice but to give up so he turned to the fan ready to ask the question one more time. "Okay, go ahead." She faced Lily who was listening carefully. "Alors, uhh... Dean pensait qu'il avait abandonné Cas au purgatoire... Parce qu'il a lâché sa main... Mais en fait c'était juste le choix de Cas de rester au purgatoire. Je crois qu'elle veut savoir pourquoi Cas avait l'air si surpris que Dean soit si surpris quand il lui a dit que Cas voulait rester au purgatoire." Lily's eyes slowly widened as she was listening the question, and she laughed weakly (and nervously) when she turned to look at Misha who had a huge smile on his face, obviously trying not to giggle. "All my hopes are in you, Lily."

Oh God, she wasn't even sure what it was all about, so she decided to simply translate what she heard, and hopefully that would make sense for him. "Umm okay... She wants to know why Cas was so surprised that... Dean was so surprised..." Lily paused when he snorted, holding her giggles too now. "...When Cas..." She looked at the fan for confirmation, just to be sure she was using the right names at the right time. "… Told him he wanted to stay in purgatory." Misha's smile persisted and he burst out laughing when the fan who originally asked the question said "Yes!" in her microphone, full of hope.

Misha looked at Lily with a serious face.

"Okay, okay, I get it, why Cas was so surprised... Surprised about what?”

Lily hid her face in her hands, laughing even more.

“About Dean who was so surprised that Cas was surprised that-” She burst out laughing and Misha took the mic away from her.

“See, this little exercise was to demonstrate to you how difficult this acting business is. It's very confusing because there's multiple characters and you have to remember which one you're playing, and how surprised you are! By the way... was Cas really as surprised as you guys are all saying?”

They all replied “Yeah!”, so he added “Wasn't it more like... ' Really you don't remember? '” He looked at Lily with a puzzled look.

“Why the hell are you looking at me, how am I supposed to know?”

They were interrupted by the poor and hopeless fan who originally asked the question, still standing behind her microphone, who suddenly started to talk but Misha wouldn't let her, and asked her to come up on stage too, estimating there were not enough people with him.

She explained to him what she really wanted to know, and after reenacting the scene together, he just realized it all started because of a tiny eyelid twitch.

That was too much for Lily who burst out laughing and giggled uncontrollably, bending over and holding her stomach, still on stage next to the two 'volunteers' who were now laughing too.

Misha turned to look at her, pleased to see her having so much fun.

“Don't worry, she must think she stepped into crazyland... it's cute, she doesn't even know it 's only the beginning.”

Eventually, she calmed down after a little while and Misha said to the first fan that he wanted her to leave satisfied, so he tried to seriously answer her question, but he just couldn't stop laughing, so he knelt on stage, giving up, and someone brought him a huge inflatable hammer that he used to hit his own head in defeat.

He got up and said that after that fiasco, she would now definitely be scared to talk in public. He then thanked her and the other fans who tried to help before they left the stage, and when Lily started to walk away, he grabbed her wrist.

“Where do you think you're going, miss Hagen?”

So the torture wasn't done obviously... And seeing the mischievous look in his eyes, she could tell he was ready to get his revenge for the comment she made about Ty.

“I'm leaving to let you do your job. People are waiting...” She tried.

There were indeed a lot of people waiting in line to ask questions, but Misha wasn't decided to let her go so fast.

“They are... And they probably want to know more about you too now!”

She shook her head no but the audience cheered to notify Misha was actually right.

Why would they want to know about her? They were all here for Misha! She was nobody!

“So here is what we're going to do: you're gonna sit in my chair right here, and I'll explain to them who you are, because I know they will love that story.”

She sighed but complied, sitting in the stool in the center of the stage while Misha brought a microphone for her too.

“Okay, so some of you maybe remember that time I talked about that guy I met when I was nine doing my paper routes?”

A few people yelled “Yes!”, and Misha went on.

“Yes, Mr Hagen, the old man who helped me and my family during hard times, and I couldn't hold it and teared up on stage when I told you he died when I came to his house to bring Christmas presents.”

Silence fell, and Lily could almost physically feel the emotion building in the room now. She didn't intervene and let him talk, looking down at the microphone in her hand.

“You also remember the time I told you my house burned so that's why I didn't have a lot of pictures of me when I was young?”

Again, people said yes, and Lily wondered one more time why the hell he was telling all those things to strangers.

“Good. So it wasn't exactly my house, I was living there but it was her family's place, and she's actually Mr Hagen's grand-daughter.”

He just threw it like that, and the audience applauded and cheered loudly.

“Long story short, I won't give you that much detail but the thing is... I thought she died in that fire, and she thought I died in that fire too, so we were super surprised when we accidentally bumped into each other a couple weeks ago at the airport.”

He made eye contact with Lily and she could see the hint of emotion on his face, so she smiled at him weakly.

“Another fun thing... I apparently got so old and changed so much that she didn't recognize me right away and I had to literally prove to her that I was me... which was weird to be honest.”

She laughed and put her hand on her mouth, remembering what was probably the weirdest night of her life.

“So yeah... Since I told you about her grandfather I thought you would like to know I had reasons to tear up remembering him and his family, but now she's here and I think I will never be able to thank her enough for...”

He stopped and looked away when he started to tear up once again.

Lily would break soon too if he couldn’t hold it back. She tried to be strong in front of so many people though; she just smiled and looked down.

Misha sighed, and after a little while he just walked towards her and gave her a tight hug, resting his chin on her shoulder, in front of the fans that were in total awe. It was a very intimate gesture, as she was still sitting on the stool, she kinda had to spread her legs to allow him access, but she didn't care, she just hugged him back, knowing he did it for a lot of reasons, especially to apologize for being a dick with her this morning.

He pulled away, exhaled and wiped his face quickly, apologizing to his fans for being weak again.

“Alright... we should go on with the questions, this is getting ridiculous.”

Lily tried to sneak away one more time.

“Can I go now?”

Misha laughed and talked in his high pitched voice, mocking her shamelessly.

“Can I go now, Sir? Was I good enough?”

Everybody cheered and laughed. Misha was clearly toying with her... once again she mentally swore to God he would pay for all of this.

“Nope, you can't. You'll finish this panel with me whether you like it or not. Sit.”

She closed her eyes and sighed while sitting back on the stool. Someone brought another chair and Misha sat next to her, looking at the fan on the right of the stage, nodding so she would ask her question, which was why he always talks about West but not enough about Maison, so he started to joke about the fact that babies don't do anything and eventually ended up talking about poop, before turning to his left, facing a male fan for another question.

“So umm... I had a question about Cas but... now you made us all curious about the woman next to you... so I actually have a question for her, if you don’t mind.”

“Sure! Go ahead. But be nice.” Misha cleared his throat and the man turned his eyes to Lily.

“Hi. I was just wondering if you're free to go grab a drink after the panel.”

Lily's mouth opened wide and she laughed as the audience went wild again. Misha had bold fans for sure, and she didn't complain, the guy was handsome and regarding to his accent, he was Italian, which was even better! It was obviously not a serious question though, the guy had a teasing smile plastered on his face.

Misha was expressionless and turned to look at Lily who was trying (but failing) to hide the huge smile on her face, clearly amused by the situation. She pulled the mic up to her face but Misha interrupted, not letting her talk.

“God, we can't go anywhere without men hitting on you, can we?”

He looked back at the fan who asked the question.

“Are you Italian?”

“Yes.”

“Well... I'm afraid I can't allow that, Italians are too touchy.”

The crowd cheered, but the guy didn't give up so easily.

“Does she need your permission?”

A horde of “Awws” and “Oohs” resonated in the room. Everybody knew Misha could be kinda sharp when he felt attacked on stage, so they all waited for the bitter answer he would throw back at the cheeky man, but Lily talked first.

“No, she doesn't!” She replied looking into Misha's eyes, raising her eyebrows with a look who clearly meant “BAM!”

Misha was stuck, he knew he couldn't reveal to the world that they used to be more than friends and that he threw a jealousy tantrum this morning about the exact same kind of situation.

He tried to turn the flavor though...

“Well... your funeral. She bites a lot and she snores like a chainsaw.”

He laughed, but soon stopped when the man replied once again.

“I don't mind a few bites.”

Silence...

Lily realized Misha was getting a little annoyed and could say things he would regret later, so she helped.

“He's making things up, I'm an angel!”

People laughed and Misha moved on quickly.

“Yep, an angel that doesn't go out with strange Italian guys who have no manners. Next question!” And he turned to look at the other side of the stage, ignoring the guy to nod at a female fan so she could ask her question.

“Hi... actually umm... I also have a question about your friend, if that's ok...”

Lily snorted and couldn't shut up anymore when she saw Misha rolling his eyes. “Are you regretting keeping me here yet?”

They exchanged an impish smile and the fan interrupted.

“No, no, I just wanted to know... You said she was an old friend, so I wonder if you have some fun childhood stories you could share with us like you do with Darius!”

That made Lily frown and she looked at Misha with a questioning look.

“Darius? Our Darius?”

“Yes. That Darius.”

“Oh my! I didn't know he was still around!”

“He is! We'll have to go see him one of these days.”

That reminded him of the story he told the day before at the club, but naturally he couldn’t talk about that on stage.

“You know that Lily's teachers were terrified when they saw her with me and Darius near her school? They always wondered what kind of shit we were plotting. Truth is, we didn't go to the same school, but me and Darius were constantly sneaking in her school to mess with her friends... and her teachers too.”

“God I had so much trouble because of you two!”

Misha laughed, actually proud of himself.

“I do have some story about that, I told Jensen and the guys just yesterday actually, but... I'm afraid it's not quite appropriate... I don't think I can tell you that story...” He turned to look at Lily.

Naturally, the crowd cheered to encourage him to talk.

“Indeed, you can’t.” Lily confirmed firmly.

He better not!

“It’s a pretty funny story, though. They would like it.”

“No.” was all she answered, but she threw a very meaningful look at Misha to make him understand he should shut up and change the subject.

“Alright, how about a cute story then?”

She gave him a suspicious look, raising an eyebrow. He searched for his phone in his pocket and showed her a picture of him when he was a kid, his face completely distorted by bloody wounds.

She had a recoil movement.

“Remember that day?”

“You call that a cute story? God look at your face! Of course I remember.”

Misha stood up and went down the stage, placing his phone in front of the main camera for everybody to see.

“You guys remember when I posted this on Twitter?”

Everybody said ‘yes’, and Misha jumped on stage and sat back next to Lily.

“I think I can tell you more about it now. I just told you it was a bike accident.”

“It was.” Lily pointed out, not really sure what he wanted to tell them. She remembered that day vividly. She had the fear of her life.

“Oh, it was more than that, it was also the day we sealed our friendship. That’s what it felt to me, at least.”

She frowned, not knowing what he meant. “Okay, now I’m curious too.”

Misha cleared his throat and settled back on his chair.

“We were what… ten? Eleven?”

“Something like that, yeah.”

“It’s actually a good story to tell today, it was the father’s day weekend if I recall correctly.”

“Mmhmm…” Lily hummed and sent a quick look at Rebecca who was now sitting at the end of the front row.

“Our moms were already good friends at the time, but we didn’t even go to the same school, we were just hanging out to her grandparent’s place twice a week and that was it. I wanted to find something to do to keep her mind busy that weekend, though. Her father had died a few months before, and I just didn’t want her to stay at home thinking about it, so what’s best than a bike ride to clear your mind, right?”

Smartass . He never told her that was the reason why he invited her for a bike ride. She’d thought he was the one who actually needed to clear his mind on father’s day. She knew he was always sad every time he thought about his father being so absent.

“Anyway, we rode to the park near her house, it’s a very nice place in the nature, with lots of trees, a beautiful river, waterfalls, beaches and we just liked going there a lot. We sat on a bench to drink before going back home, when the ‘cool’ rich and dumb kids of my school walked towards us, thinking it was a good thing to tease me a little more in front of my female friend.”

The audience was very quiet. It was a heavy topic in the Supernatural fandom. Misha never hid the fact he had been bullied at school, just like Jared, but he never really gave any details nor had he told any specific stories about it.

“No need for details, but of course I didn’t want to look like an idiot in front of her, so I tried to reply to their harsh words as best as I could, which they didn’t appreciate, and they asked her to go to the movie with them instead of hanging out doing nothing with a poor dude like me. She picked her bike and I thought she would actually go with them, but she just asked me to do the same so we could go home. It seems like nothing now that we’re adults, but when you’re eleven and lonely it actually means a lot.”

Lily swallowed the lump in her throat. How come she never thought about little details like those even when she grew older? It really felt like nothing important to her, she just did was felt right at the moment and that was it.

“We were riding back when we arrived near the hills of the park, I sped up because the stupid kids obviously weren’t done with us so they followed us, and I just fell down the hill with my bike. Naturally the brave kids ran away, and Lily called for help.”

Misha stopped talking to look at her and just smiled.

“I almost peed my pants. You scared me!”

“Sorry about that.”

He laughed and stood up. “So yeah… She could’ve gone with them, it would’ve been the logic thing to do at that age, rich kids hanging out with a rich girl, but no, the miss decided to stand by me that day, and I started to think maybe she didn’t hang out with me only because our moms were friends and she just had to.”

“That’s what you thought?” She asked in a high pitched voice.

Misha rolled his eyes. “It crossed my mind.”

Typical.

“Did I answer your question? It was not a funny story, sorry.” Misha turned to the fan who asked for the childhood story.

“It was perfect, thank you!”

This is when Sebastian decided to crash the panel.

“Are you having fun in here?”

He came up on stage and Misha welcomed him by putting his arm around his shoulders.

“You have no idea!”

“Mademoiselle...” Sebastian bent down and kissed Lily twice on the cheeks to say hello.

“Monsieur...” She smiled, kissing him back.

“What were you talking about?”

“You just missed a cute story.” Misha teased.

“Damn! Was it as good as the bathroom story from yesterday?”

Lily’s eyes widened and she raised her mic, almost ready to scream ‘shut up!’ but she didn’t.

Misha cracked up. “Nope. She forbade me to tell that specific story in front of all these people. I don’t know why.”

“I don’t know why either. It’s such a funny story! But I’m always up for new ones, I’ll watch this one on Youtube then.” Sebastian sat on Misha’s chair next to Lily, and her face fell.

“What???”

“Oh, did I forget to mention those lovely people can't help filming every panel and post it everywhere on the internet? Oops!” Misha teased.

“I thought it was not allowed!”

Sebastian smiled and was proud he could place his next line.

“Yeah... just like it's not allowed to fuck in school's bathroom. People don't care and do it anyway.”

The screams of the audience were crazy, Lily's eyes popped out of her head and her mouth dropped before she hid her face in her hands, blushing furiously.

She thought Misha would say something, but he just laughed his ass off with Sebastian.

“Okay, I'm leaving.” She jumped down of her seat and walked away towards Rebecca, followed by Misha who first thanked and greeted the cheerful audience and whispered something in Sebastian’s ear, leaving him behind for his own panel.

He had to go to photo ops now, but he needed to be sure Lily was okay first, so he ran to catch her arm and stop her in her track.

“You're not mad, are you?”

“I don't know yet... If they figure out Seb was talking about us and I get tons of crap because of this, I'll make you pay.”

He smiled when he heard her playful voice.

“Fine. They won't though, they think Vicki is my first love. Come with me! I want a photo with you!”

“Uh... Okay.”

They entered the photo op room, fans were already waiting in line, but Misha took the time to make a few photos with Lily and his mom before letting them go.

She then left the Hilton with Rebecca and went to the old city, because there was no way she could leave Rome without doing some shopping and they still had plenty of time until the last panel.

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J2 VegasCon 2017 Main Panel

Greeting the boys, Rob wrapped a leg around Jared and Jared squeezed his butt :P When they separated Jensen stepped in between them and put his hands out lol (link)

Jared brings up the latest ep titled, “Regarding Dean.” Jensen: “What about him?”

Jared put post-it notes all over. Including “hot, no touchie” lol.

Jensen says the two bunnies brought on set for the ep were named Sam and Dean.

Fan: I think you deserve an Emmy for that scene. Jensen: Are you talking about the bunny scene?

JDM sees Jared and Jensen when he’s in town.

J2 say it’s hard to see costars outside of show because they are so busy. They do love running into them. They have “hugfests.”

Fan: How were Sam and Dean going to decide which one would die in “First Blood”? Jared: How dare you! Jensen: Not rock, paper, scissors!

For timing, Jared said they cut some looks but says that they BOTH were going to offer to sacrifice themselves. That’s how they both played it like “we were each expecting to die.”

The boys start speaking French.

Jared would love to ask Sam if at the bottom of his heart, he wished his life was normal.

Jensen: “Oh my god. He went to Jared.” Cracked himself up over this joke lol.

J2 being silly and killing each other laughing :)

Jared: Has anyone ever went to Jared? Fan: We dream about it!

Jared licks his finger, traces eyebrow and wipes it on Jensen’s jeans. Jensen fangirls and screams.

Fan: Can you show us what your dance is to put your tight jeans on? J2 did their pants dances!! Aka, mimicking each other lol.

Jensen says if he wasn’t bowlegged he would be taller than Jared. “But Texas comes in all shapes and sizes.”

After Jensen makes a dick joke, they turn to the next person in line and see it’s a kid. Jared: Hey little guy! Jensen: YOU BEEN THERE THE WHOLE TIME?

Kid asks where they see the show going. Jared says he likes not knowing and is excited by the journey.

Fan: What will Jensen’s beer be like compared to other beers? Jensen (or Jared? Two different tweets): Better.

It’s a craft brewery. They will have about 12 on tap and will distribute 6.

JJ picked out a coffee mug for Jensen from a craft store.

Hardest scene to film? One of Dean and the hellhounds for s3 finale for Jensen. Six hours filming scene with tubes and fake blood.

Hard for Jared was the shooting in “Red Meat,” but hardest was playing against himself in “Swan Song.”

Jensen: The most difficult scene to film for Jared and I will be our last </3 That whole week will be hard. Says: But it ain’t happening anytime soon!

One of the Creation worker’s put a pillow next to Jared for him to drop his mic on lol. At one point apparently fell off chair testing it out.

Shep doesn’t want people to see him smile so he’ll turn his lips down if he’s about to smile. Jared demonstrates the face Shep makes.

Fan tells them she has 8 kids. Jared: I don’t even have 8 friends! She names the kids. Jensen pauses, turns to Jared and says “go” so Jared can do a reference to Good Will Hunting Jensen knew Jared wanted to do :P

Fan says their question is for Jensen so Jared lays on the pillow lol.

Jensen: Get a tattoo of a bear that says run away..Jared: *facepalm*

Re: embarrassing kids. Jensen: Mine are still a little too young...but don’t you worry. My daughter isn’t going to have it easy.

A saying Jensen loves: Taking care of yourself takes care of more than just yourself. It’s written down next to a pic of his kids.

Jensen (at some point): Low hanging fruit...Jared: Watch your mouth, there are kids in the room! :P

Fan wants to know a question Jensen gets asked most often. Jensen: Take your pants off!

At one point J2 are whispering. Jensen: No.

Jensen says that he doesn’t mind embarrassing himself as long as he’s not disrespecting anyone. For ops J2 don’t mind being silly. They don’t like things that are disrespectful to others.

Jensen watched this week to see the finished product. Jared says Jensen likes to watch because he’s a director. Jared doesn’t like watching himself in Supernatural, one of the reasons why “Death’s Door” is his favorite episode.

Jared likes to watch the show as a fan, makes him feel proud of it. He also likes tweeting the behind the scenes stuff and sometimes forgets how cool it is to make TV ‘cause it’s his job.

Re: why Jared wears beanies to cons: “When I come to cons I come as myself.”

The flask the boys share in “Houses of the Holy” was filled with whiskey. Kim Manners caught them giggling, smelled the flask, and called them morons lol.

Jensen: Jared and I are pretty well behaved, but not all the time.

Jared started singing the Pen Pineapple Apple Pen song and danced a little.

Wardrobe malfunctions? Jared talks about his pants splitting open and Jensen talks about having prop malfunctions with the guns.

Jensen: And long gun- Jared: Long gun, pineapple gun...

If you could be reincarnated into anything who would it be or what? Jensen: Rob Benedict.

Jared: I was a good math student in school. Jensen: You were a GREAT math student!

Jensen would be reincarnated into a musician and Jared would be a teacher.

Jared: I would love to be a teacher. Jensen, grabbing Jared’s shoulder: You are a teacher. I learn from you every day, my friend

Fan: Are you as close in real life? Jensen about Jared: Yes. This is one of my best friends in the world.

They talk about how of course J2 are best friends and wives and kids are besties, too. Jared: Our wives and kids hang out together/are hanging out together right now. Jensen jokes: It’s gross quite frankly. Jared: But a cool blessing.

Jensen: We couldn’t do this if we weren’t real life buddies.

The episode of “The French Mistake” was mostly making fun of the industry, not a real reflection of them.

Fan: And what about the llamas? Jared (quoting the show): It’s an alpaca, dumbass. Jensen steals Jared’s mic and drops it for him lol.

Jared doesn’t have alpacas in real life but Jensen reminds him he does have chickens. Pics of Jared and Gen were auctioned off for charity.

Jared has the portrait of himself riding a horse from that ep in his garage. Jensen: As for the giant pictures of Jared and Gen, I have them in my garage.

Fan asks about how they knew their wives were the one. After some joking, Jared says that he thinks Gen and Danneel didn’t care that Jared and Jensen were famous or cared that they had money. They’d call them on not being cool.

Jensen on Danneel’s attitude towards him: I don’t care what you are, I care who you are.

Jensen knew Danneel was the one “because she said ‘are you ready to lock this up?’...and I went to Jared!” LOL

Random: Two months ago, Jensen was scolding Jared for mic dropping. Today: Ackles has dropped the mic twice.

Jared loves acting, but doesn’t love the fame that comes with acting. He just wants to be a dad and a husband.

Jared re: advice, says to focus on the art not the fame. Jensen warns against over-rehearsing. Allow yourself to evolve in the scene.

The original body swap episode was the brothers swapping.

Last question: Fan: Would the show be as successful if you had played the opposite roles? Jared: Hell no. Jared says there is no secret to the show lasting so long, like the way the show was cast. There are so many parts.

Jensen: You could have all the right numbers for the lottery, but if they’re not in the right order... “pfft.”

Mutual pat on the back as they leave the stage <3

Info via: Fangasm, Cherie, Vinnie, Kat, Wendy, Percy, Eileen, Jess, Ash, Sil’s livetweet list

#j2 #jared padalecki #jensen ackles #vegascon #cracksmyshitup #panel sum #long post #shpost

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courage-a-word-of-justice · 6 years ago

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The first episode I saw at the anime club, so I’ve skipped straight to ep 2 for the coverage.

Hmm? I thought this would cut to the OP…it didn’t.

Oh, poor Maki! He has a slap mark on his face!

Why is it uniforms are so gendered anyway? Not just sports ones. (It might be because I’m so used to wearing other people’s hand me downs, regardless of their gender, but…yeah.)

The real tennis-playing dude is Kei Nishikori…LOL.

That’s the 3rd Ishigami for this season, methinks. (The others hail from Dr Stone.)

Come to think of it, the most I’ve ever done in one shot is 10 laps of a court (and that was with lots of practice). 20 would be torture…

The animation…where it goes black and white…that’s awesomeeeeeeeeeeeee, y’know???

I like how Maki’s just splat on the ground without his hands to support him.

Windows tablet with stand. I’ve seen those in stores and catalogues before…they should run Windows 7 at the bare minimum, 8 or 10 if they’re newer.

Maki’s top says “continue” on it. It’s a good shirt for a boy that really does continue, despite his hardships.

I-Is Maki’s mother having an affair…? With Shou? Or is Shou a good friend of hers who happens to be male?

The way Toma wears his jacket…it reminds me of Chuuya (BSD). Pretty badass for a middle school kid, don’tcha think?

Kenkou = health, so a squishy ball is a health ball…makes sense. It’s good for the circulation and all that.

When Toma started explaining the grips…I realised I’d fallen into what I just called the Tsuritama trap…that is, when I watch a show for entertainment and end up learning about skills I’ll never need in the process.

Both boys are righthanded, I noticed.

Didn’t notice at first, but Toma put the ball in his pocket.

Is it just me or is there CGI in this show…? (That’s a feeling I’ve had since ep 1, but haven’t been able to confirm since it’s so well integrated.)

Hmm…I heard there was plagiarism going around with this show’s choreography…I didn’t see the Chika dance in context, so I wouldn’t know if it was copied from there. Still, it’s interesting how the guy on the left (if there is one) generally does better than the one on the right. Some of them just give up in the end, LOL.

Hmm…Hoshiai no Sora means “The Sky where Stars Line Up” or something of the sort…hence, “Stars Align”.

“Even in an ever-changing world, the starlit sky will not change.” – That’s the words that sometimes accompany the title.

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Yeah, how are the League any different to the yakuza anyway?

The interesting thing is that Deku also has “power he can’t control”, but we see more of that narrative.

I love how Mic’s words were put into the visuals too, culminating in the “HA!”.

Okay, so Togata’s pun is that he’ll ittemirio, a pun on his name (obviously) and ittemiro (let’s go see). The English says I Togata see, which keeps his name in there and keeps the level of cheesiness to boot! Good job subbers! (By the way, that pun’s not in the manga.)

I already know what happens in this arc (thank you, free Viz chapters!), so now I have this sinking feeling when it comes to talking about Nighteye…

Apparently Bubble Girl was a winning design from a competition. Sorta like how Horikoshi appeared in One Piece one time and that, you could say, was the start of his career in print (so it’s a legacy in a sense).

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Oh hey, I just realised Asmodeus’s nails are bright red…that’s kinda cute, actually. (In that “boys are hot” kinda “cute” sense, people.)

I have no idea what the lyrics to Clara’s song are meant to be in Japanese…not that I could track down whatever the heck she’s singing anyway.

Okay, so “play house” appears to be mamagoto (literally “mother’s thing[s]” (in a metaphorical sense, playing house is replicating mothers’ chores, so…yeah, mothers’ things), but it’s got the character for “demon” twice instead of what it should have. Hence “murder house”.

Hey, couldn’t you at least make Azz-Azz (as you call him) your husband?(!) (small LOL)

Demonathon = marathon, but with the character for “demon”. That’s actually straightforward in both languages…for once.

The alarm clock is a cute bird with horns!!! So cute!!!

I feel sorry for Opera. Which reminds me, why would Sullivan need a butler if he was living alone?

Whoa! Iruma actually refused before Clara said “please”! He’s growing a spine! So early…(whispers “My boy is growing up so fast…” as a joke)

Clara’s nails are a bright pink…a few shades off from Asmodeus’s red, but still really bright.

*vending machine appears* - Now that’s what I call “getting Yocchan some cold drinks”!

Azz isn’t dressed in white, he’s in pink! Dang colour palette, going against what Clara says!

I just realised Asmodeus wears two jackets…or is that a jacket and a long shirt?

There’s no pun in that segment title…it’s just “Akuma no Otomodachi”.

Poor Opera…it looks like he’s wearing two pairs of pants…or maybe that’s his shirt? Or his boxers? Who knows?...Actually, when I think about it, that might just be his shirt. Sorry, Opera.

Wait…so if most of the demons fly to school, why do Asmodeus, Clara and Iruma walk…? (Well, Iruma can’t fly, but the other two might be able to…) Update: We do kind of address this in the next ep, but that doesn’t answer why Clara hasn’t shown she can fly in that ep.

Oh, if it isn’t Sna-er, Kalego…(LOL) But seriously, Kalego’s hairdo is actually kinda nice for a guy. Then again, I’m the one who likes dudes with long hair, so…eh. I can take it or leave it.

Did Kalego never meet Clara…?

Eggie-sensei…no kidding, that’s what she says. It’s from the –ego in “Kalego”, of course. (But I have no idea if “Azz-Azz” is what Clara actually says for Asmodeus…) Similarly, the school store guy is called Kamukamu-san, so it’s literally “Comecome”...as in “come and buy from me”. Update: Yes, Azz-Azz is what she calls him.

There aren’t a lot of girls in that crowd, Eggie-sensei and Clara…

Eggie-sensei really is shaped like an egg! So fluffy! I wanna plushie of him in that form!

Wait, the sticker costs 333 bills? Iruma’s gonna have to pay for it later…Update: 2 stickers = 666 bills.

“Pay me.” – LOLLLLLLLLLLL! I’m so sorry, Fluffy Snape, but you were hilarious in that scene!!!

Demons don’t even have the concept of “friends��…? That’s…cute! Way too cute!

The mochi Clara refers to is because tomodachi is the word for friend (it has “mochi” in it, see?).

There’s Sullivan’s face on his stamp, LOL.

See? Asmodeus does have black wings like the demons you see in all those morning shots of this show!!!

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Byakuya (Senku’s dad)…his face keeps getting censored, even though it’s right there on the spinoff promo material…! *points to the spinoff page on Viz*

The piano music in this scene is nice…I heard the OST is on Spotify too, so I’ll chase it up later.

“Senku, the science guy” doesn’t have as much of a ring to it as Bill Nye does.

Taiju’s just got this proud face, like he didn’t really know what he was doing but he claimed the credit anyway…the big oaf. (LOL)

There’s a banana on Senku’s phone, LOL.

Hmm…where’s Senku’s mum? Did he ever have one?

Shamil’s face looks like Tsukasa’s so much, it almost unnerves me…

[TMS Football Stadium] - TMS is responsible for this anime adaption, I’m pretty sure…LOL.

A Byakuya reboot just started in manga form. I wonder if the Dr Stone anime will cover any of it…?

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Notably, “hero work studies” = hero internships. Those two translations seem to be interchangeable.

Normally, the end of the phrase would be “Boy Meets Girl”, right? There’s an important girl in this arc, y’know?

The contract is kind of hard to read, but I did make out the word “Nighteye” in katakana.

Technically, Midoriya should be in possession of a funny bone - the humerus, y’know??? (<- comically missing the point)

Mirio kinda reminds me of Araki (Area no Kishi), for some reason…it must be because they both like comedy. Then again, Midoriya at the moment is reminding me of Bakugo, because of all the mouth shapes being similar…

This is interesting. In the manga, the scene pointing out Ochako and Tsuyu weren’t going to be at their original internship places wasn’t at the dorms.

Ooh! They’re even foreshadowing Hawks, which wasn’t even in the manga at this stage!!

I do believe this “Hado and Amajiki talking to the students who’ll be relevant to this arc” is also anime-original. Todoroki’s joke was definitely AO (anime original).

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…can we not with the boob jokes??? Rista doesn’t have a flat board, people. Update: She also acknowledges this…we don’t know Aria’s size, but Rista is a D cup.

Oooh, oooooooooooh! I spy a ponytail boy in the back there and me likey! (I guess I’m still feeling a bit bummed out because I attended a wedding yesterday and ended up crushing on a cousin’s younger brother-in-law – precisely because he had long hair, but then he put it up into a man bun and I went, “Nope, I can’t have him,” not to mention he’s married already. Plus the Area no Kishi episode I found today – ep. 30 – had a kinda chubby Araki, so I noped out of it and as a result, I need me some bishonen to appease the eyes. Good thing Seiya does the trick.)

Marth, eh? *thinks about the blogger* Then again, there’s my reaction when it comes to Ariadoa…

Oh, this is like a PreCure dance ED. I see…then it turns out to be Rista’s figure alarm. The logic checks out.

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Seriously, Azz doesn’t sound like he should be Iruma’s age…but that’s part of the joke, I guess. *gets pelted with tomatoes for revealing said joke*

So “The Misfit Class” is technically the “Problem Child Class” (Mondaiji Kurasu), but the alternative reading given to mondaiji says “Abnormal”.

It seems “devi” is an alternative way to say “very” in this show, hence the ED being “Debikyu” (Devi Cute).

I…think these demon ranks may actually be Phonecian letters (which I learnt about from Star Driver)…

That “thinking reed” business I knew from somewhere, but…turns out it’s just a person called Blaise Pascal.

A “heugh”? Wassat? (It just sounds like some noise you’d make when you barf…) Okay, I’m joking, here’s the real meaning: “a steep crag or cliff” or “a ravine or glen with overhanging sides.”

Clara, stop fiddling with Sabrock’s tail…!

Oh, demon birds are cute! Like regular sparrows, only with a different colour scheme! The demonitors are cute too!

So many cute birds~. I’m so spoilt~!

Hmm…if humans cause demons to heal…no wonder they’re delicacies.

Hmm…I suspected this episode would end with a cliffhanger. The plotline was running far too long for just 23 mins.

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Geesh, Toma’s got a huge bag…Update: (They all have huge bags, what are you saying???)

Lemme guess – I know nothing about tennis, but the best tennis doubles need good communication. I learnt that sort of thing from the Amazing Race, to be real with you.

Come to think of it…it’s always the mother with her unconditional love, huh? Any single fathers in anime? (No, I don’t mean like Father Fujimoto in Blue Exorcist – he’s an adoptive father.)

Judging from the cacti and fossils, Toma likes paleontology and biology. Or maybe that was from Ryoma…who knows?

Toma appears to have green frames for his glasses and then standard black frames.

Dang, it cut in the middle of that revelation! If this were a manga, I would’ve been chomping at the bit for the next chapter! However, it does get finished at the very end, so keep watching.

Update: There’s not a lot of music to this show…not that that’s a bad thing. It’s good for tense moments, in fact.

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This OP rocks, man!

Ayatsuri Ningyo = Manipulated Puppet. Or Puppet for Manipulation.

That thing on the door says “best luck” (daikichi). It’s a very Chinese thing to do.

His apron says “meat”. He’s probably a butcher or something.

How does a guy with a gun for a head drink coffee? (small LOL)

I remember someone called Juzo with Basket “a Nezuko cosplay”.

Does Tetsuro’s voice change for the Extended he affects with Harmony?

I noticed in the ED Juzo has an arm missing…must be important later.

I believe Mary’s shirt in the ED says “skill” or “technique” (read as “gi” or “waza”).

#simulcast commentary #Boku no Hero Academia #shinchou yuusha #kono yuusha ga ore tueee kuse ni shinchou sugiru #No Guns Life #Mairimashita! Iruma-kun #Dr Stone #hoshiai no sora #stars align #Chesarka watches Dr Stone #Chesarka watches BnHA #Chesarka watches NGL #Chesarka watches M-Ik #Chesarka watches Stars Align #Chesarka watches Shinchou Yuusha

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daqtranscripts · 7 years ago

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Ep. 3 Transcript

Ep. 3 Transcript: Alpine Escape — Chapter 3

Begin:

Sophie: Previously on “Dungeons & Queers”...

[RECAP WITH MUSIC IN THE BACKGROUND]

Sophie: It’s a frigid night in the mountains, and we see a group of assorted humanoids — humans, elves, dwarves and other, less common races — huddled together for warmth inside dome cages made of sturdy wood.

Kenway: Thanks for your stories. What’s your name?

Ellywick: My name is Ellywick Faelover Wandfidget the Ambiguous.

Kenway: My name is Kenway.

Lazza: Are you good at a fight?

Defiance: Is this to be some sort of a jailbreak, then?

Lazza: Hey, if we live through this… I’m Lazza.

Defiance: It is a pleasure to meet you, Lazza. I’m Defiance.

Sophie: Okay, you all quickly make your escape and head down the dark, wooded path, and before you catch up with the rest of the villagers, you see a familiar fresh face in Kenway as he smiles at you and says…

Kenway: I knew you all wouldn’t let us down!

[END RECAP]

Announcer: This show is part of the trans podcaster visibility initiative.

[THEME MUSIC]

Sophie: Hello everybody, and welcome to “Dungeons and Queers,” where the “Whose Line…?” references are made up and the rolls don’t matter! I’m not even trying anymore and it’s, like, the fourth episode.

Credence: [GROANS] Where the introductions should be re-recorded…

[LAUGHTER]

Credence: ...and… [BREAKS DOWN LAUGHING[]

Mara: ...Where Sophie should put some thought into a pun before it’s time to record the pun.

Sophie: Yeah. Well.

[COUGHS]

Mara: I hope this isn’t, like, indicative of the rest of this arc. [LAUGHING]

Sophie: Does anybody have a pencil? No, I have a pencil.

Credence: [IN A SOUTHERN ACCENT] I brought my supplies!~

Sophie: I was prepared!

Credence: [CONTINUING SOUTHERN ACCENT] I’m ready for school!~

Sophie: Okay, um, so! [SIGHS] Basically, I have a little bit of reading to do, which I thought was a good place to start this off, and then I’m going to introduce a new mechanic to you all! Which you are not going to appreciate!

Mara: [WEAK CRY]

Credence: [RETURNING TO NORMAL VOICE] I had a feeling… You didn’t have to… You didn’t have to do that.

[LAUGHING]

Mara: [SARCASTICALLY] For me? You shouldn’t have.

Sophie: Yeah, well.

[CROSSTALK OF CREDENCE AND MARA BEING SARCASTIC TO SOPHIE]

Sophie: I wish you would not have. Yes, yes. Anyways… Before we get started, I want to let the fans know that — I wanna remind everybody, I guess — that this is a d/Deaf-accessible podcast! We do have transcripts, and if you are looking to help make that happen, in return, I am willing to give you early access to these episodes! So if you’re craving, wondering what is gonna happen, get in contact with me via email or Twitter or something like that, and we will talk and, basically, there’s a Google Drive folder with some files in it that I can share with you, and basically you can listen to the episode early with the understanding that you are going to contribute to the transcription. Which basically just means you type what you hear! And the format of it is pretty clear if you’re on there, so if you’re interested in helping out with that… I know that our d/Deaf fans would really appreciate that, and, you know, there’s even some non-d/Deaf folks that would probably appreciate it too. I mean, whenever I watch a movie, I always have the subtitles on, you know.

Credence: Yeah!

Sophie: And there’ll be times when I’m listening to podcasts where they’re audio dramas and there was so much sound going on, and they had, like, people talking through a crackly speaker, and I was sitting there like, “I need to look up the fuckin’ transcript because I can’t tell what this garbled audio is supposed to sound like, is supposed to be saying, and it was plot-relevant.”

Credence: Yeah! I mean, I… I have sensory processing disorder, and that can… Podcasts are actually one of the few things that helps with that for me, because it’s mostly visual stimulus that makes it very difficult for me, but I know for other folks, like, being able to just focus on something without any kind of visual component is incredibly difficult. So there are so many reasons why it’s nice to have these, and I’m really glad that we are committed to making this accessible, and folks who are willing to help are fuckin’ radical! And...also you get to listen to the episode early, but if you leak ANYTHING… [LAZZA VOICE] Lazza will find you.

[LAUGHTER]

Mara: And honestly, sometimes we’re just garbage podcasters and the crosstalk is unbearable, so, you know.

[VARIOUS AGREEMENTS]

Credence: Oh, GOD, yeah. We’re doing pretty good…

Sophie: Yeah, we’re doing okay! It’s a little hard, because three of us are talking into one mic, so there’s not much I can do when some of us start crosstalking. I can…

Mara: Build a crosstalk spray bottle. “NO! BAD!”

Sophie: Yeah, if the problem is Credence, then I can just silence Credence’s audio. I think that only happened just once, where, like, Joe was making a really funny joke and Credence was laughing too loud, and it was like, “I’m just gonna ~tweak~ this out.” But typically, the problem isn’t just Credence. But we’re actually looking into…

Credence: Thank you! I appreciate it!

Mara: We’ll just get a little spray bottle and you can spritz Joe or I if we’re being naughty.

Sophie: But anyways, we’re actually looking at getting involved with a local artist co-op that has a podcasting studio in it, so if our sound quality suddenly improves at some point, you’ll know that we’re involved with them, ‘cause they have really, really incredible setups there. But anyways!

Joe: It’s a marvel what people can do when they actually pool resources and get together and help one another.

Mara: WHOOOOOAAAA…

Sophie: Yeah, well, I mean, I’m an anarcho-communist, so…

Joe: Same.

Sophie: I’m all about this artist co-op, like…

Mara: [SARCASTICALLY] Nah, co-ops aren’t good.

Credence: It’s fuckin’ radical. I’m super jelly of the setup that you guys are gonna be able to check out.

Sophie: Yeah, the only downside is that it’s mostly volunteer work, which means the wheels turn slowly, so they built this wonderful space because people are very motivated when it comes to building things and buying things with grants, but they haven’t put an online signup sheet to use it yet, to like, use the space, so like… I can’t use it yet even though it’s there and it’s just sitting, empty, and I keep emailing the guy but he hasn’t emailed me back, so we’re just waiting for the wheels of unmotivated artists to turn there.

Credence: Before we get started, should we talk about ways to get in contact with us?

Sophie: It’s all on the cover art of the podcast.

Credence: Like, I don’t know, do you folks wanna share your personal Twitters?

Sophie: Oh yeah! We should go around and say our name and pronouns and reintroduce our characters and stuff like that and, you know, who we’re playing, our characters’ pronouns, and then if you wanna be like, “And my personal Twitter is @this,” or whatever, we can do that. So, my name is Sophie Lastnameredacted, I am the DM, so I’m playing a whole bunch of characters, although only one that’s been introduced right now, his name is Kenway. And basically, you might know me from the “PolyAM Radio” podcast, where we talk about polyamory and unconventional, young, queer, trans relationship styles and stuff like that — it’s a blast, you should come check it out if you haven’t — and my pronouns are she/her/hers!

Mara: Uh…! I’m Mara Sunshine, I use they/them pronouns, I am @marasunshine2 on Twitter, and I am playing — and I have to break out this full name, it’s never gonna get used, ‘cause it’s unwieldy, but I’m a gnome — Ellywick Faelover Wandfidget the Ambiguous. More names to come, I’m sure. They are a bardic gnome or a gnomic...bard…? I don’t know. And they also use they/them pronouns.

Sophie: Joe.

Joe: I am Joe Alias, my pronouns are they/them/she/hers. And I play Defiance, who...same pronouns, they/them/she/hers. Defiance is a tiefling war cleric. I don’t have a Twitter as of yet, but if I eventually set one up, I will let y’all know.

Sophie: I will say that the Twitter app is actually excellent at managing multiple accounts. Like, it’s not like Tumblr, where it’s like, you have to completely sign out, and…

Joe: Boo!

Credence: Tumblr’s the worst, that blue hellscape.

Joe: Ain’t that the truth.

Sophie: Credence?

Credence: Yoooo! Okay! My name is Credence It-Has-Nothing-to-Do-With-Clearwater-Revival. My pronouns are he/him and I play the character of Lazza the half-orc barbarian. Lazza’s pronouns are she/hers and if you wanted to reach out to me on Twitter, my handle is @aliensatemybaby.

Joe: Nice!

Sophie: Of course it is.

Credence: Yup. [LAUGHS] Gotta stay on-brand.

Sophie: Yeah, yeah! Okay…

Mara: Real quick — is that supposed to be like “dingoes ate my baby?”

Credence: Oh, you bet.

Mara: BLESS.

Sophie: Okay! Um… So… Now that we’re ten minutes into this recording…

Credence: Ah!

Sophie: Let’s actually play some fucking D&D!

[ALL SAY “HELL YEAH” IN VARYING FUNNY VOICES]

Sophie: Okay, so, where we left off, the villagers had gone — had been rescued and had gone down that path and you were going down the same path to follow them. Kenway had waited back behind for you—

Mara: What a good boy.

Sophie: Yeah, what a good boy. He is the Resident Good Boy™, like three baby golden retrievers stacked on top of each other in a trench coat.

Joe: What!

Mara: Bless!

Credence: Lazza does not trust him.

[LAUGHTER]

Credence: Just so everyone knows.

Sophie: To be clear, is that because Lazza has a thing about dogs, or just because…?

Credence: He is a CHILD! You did talk about how he is a HUMANOID CHILD, so I don’t know why this has anything to do with DOGS—

Sophie: Just ‘cause I described him as a puppy-dog of a person.

Credence: No, just kids.

Sophie: Oh, okay.

Mara: See, and Ellywick is just, like, “YES.”

Sophie: “Yes. Good.”

Mara: “YES. GOOD. My people, but not.”

Credence: “I can look you in the eye.”

Mara: Yeah, right?

Sophie: Yeah!

Mara: “You have a lot more whimsy than the average human. Cool. We’re good here.”

Sophie: But anyways, the four of you kinda run ahead, and Kenway leads you to where this group of people is sitting, huddled and cold, in the forest, and you all make way for — basically, there’s a local village that some of them have heard of called Northpass Haven, and it’s famed as kind of a frontier-style town, but very...it has a long history of being attacked by orcs and stuff like that and surviving. So it’s the kind of place that if you were to bring an orc horde to their doorstep, they wouldn’t necessarily bawk, just in case you all are pursued. So these villagers follow their shepherds, you three, on this cold night, as beings do when they correctly identify their only hope for survival. With little protective outerwear, these prisoners move slowly and begin to falter in the face of the relentless mountains.

You now face a terrible choice — allow the group to stop and find shelter for the night and risk losing the head start you achieved by killing the orc guards and making the orcs think they were under seige and close up and bar their doors, or you can continue on and risk the deaths of some of the older and younger villagers due to exposure and cold. Make your choice and inform their fate — drive them on or find shelter?

So basically, this is a new mechanic that I told you about that you all will not appreciate. These villagers are relying on you, but at the same time, you are all trying to make your escape as well, and you have to decide, basically — if you stop for the night, you will take a long rest, you will gain all your health and your spell slots (not that you all have taken much damage) but I can also...if any villagers die will be based on the survival checks that you all make, and there will be a much better chance that no one will die, versus if you continue on, you will lose some of the villagers, but you will maintain the head start that you’ve gotten, which means that you’ll probably...orcs probably won’t find you.

[GROANING AND MUTTERING]

Credence: I’m really glad that I got a proficiency in survival now.

Mara: See I know how Mara the person wants to play this, but I think Ellywick could go, really, either way with this, which kinda sucks. Perks of being chaotic neutral, I guess. So I think… I guess, question one, how are the villagers looking?

Sophie: As I said, they’re not really dressed for this. This wasn’t really an expedition that they were prepared to make, and a lot of them had had their outerwear stripped of them. So they’re looking kind of bad off. Most of them look like they could keep going, although they’d be very miserable, there are some older and some younger folks who don’t look like they’re doing so well, but basically, they’re all looking to you for instruction.

Credence: Okay, should we be… I almost think that, like… Mara, what you said, like, you wanna do versus what Ellywick would do is kind of...there’s some discrepancy there, so I almost feel like it would be better to talk about this in-character…?

Sophie: Yeah, absolutely, I think this is a conversation that needs to happen between characters.

Mara: Ye.

Sophie: Especially because, like I said, your alignment should inform your decisions, but it shouldn’t ever — in my mind — totally restrict your decisions. Because I mentioned in the intro episode, I think, there was literally a Star Wars expanded universe novel where Darth Vader stopped Emperor Palpatine from killing a Twi’lek orphan, and he’s a classic lawful evil character, so like, going against authority and stopping the slaughter of an innocent isn’t really Vader’s MO. And he went on to do more really gruesome things after that, but his gut reaction was still “no.” And there are reasons for that — there are character reasons, because Vader is a very conflicted character. I’m not even gonna say he’s an overly-compelling character, but he is a conflicted character.

[SOFT CHORUS OF AGREEMENTS]

Sophie: So, you know, this decision could be informed… To use Lazza as an example, Lazza’s not a “good” character, Lazza’s a neutral character. Lawful neutral. But if part of Lazza’s code of honor is you’d never leave anyone behind or something like that, then that could inform this. So I want you all to think creatively outside of your alignments, like, “Oh, I don’t know, I’m neutral, ‘cause an evil character would just leave them behind and a good character would maybe stay with them.” You know, a good character in this case might also leave them behind just because, it’s like, “Well, we have to protect as many people as possible, and we have the orcs behind us, and if we stay, we might not survive.” ‘Cause I will say, in the morning, they are gonna notice you’re gone and they’re gonna send people after you. That’s not me as a DM giving you hints or anything, that’s a conclusion your characters have probably made. So I think this is absolutely an in-character discussion, and I am super excited to step back and listen to it!

[CHUCKLING]

Sophie: Sorry about the sniffling, by the way, everyone. We all have colds.

[LAUGHTER AND CONFIRMATIONS]

Ellywick: So… What do we do, guys?

Lazza: Ah… Shit. Well, Ellywick, how many of ‘em are getting too slow to keep up a decent pace?

Ellywick: I… I don’t know…

Lazza: You’re a cleric, right?

Defiance: Um, that would be me, actually.

Lazza: Sorry. Sorry! I just met you guys.

Mara: All magic users look the same to you! [LAUGHING]

Lazza: [EMBARRASSED SPLUTTERING]

Credence: [VERY QUICKLY] #NotAllMagicUsers!

Lazza: Okay, Defiance. How many of these folks can’t keep up a good pace?

Credence: [STAGE WHISPER] Can we do, like, a medicine check or something, DM?

Mara: God, are you there?!

Joe: Yeah, why not? Do you think medicine or perception?

Sophie: I think perception, ‘cause medicine is your ability to heal them.

Joe: True. [ROLLS DICE VIOLENTLY]

[SOMEONE BLOWS A RASPBERRY]

Mara: Ooh!

Credence: Did you throw a rock?!

Sophie and Mara: You might as well have!

Sophie: It’s a critical miss.

Joe: Wow.

Credence: It’s because you threw a rock.

Ellywick: Um…

Lazza: Okay, so, fuck! At least they’ve got heads!

Defiance: Yeah, I don’t know! They’ve got heads!

Sophie: They seem cold to you, that’s what you got.

Mara: [ROLLS DICE VIOLENTLY]

[PAINED LAUGHTER]

Credence: Did you also roll a critical miss just now?

Mara: I did!

Joe: Holy cow!

Credence: You cannot rely on Lazza here!

Sophie: It’s kind of dark and hard for you to tell.

Mara: Naughty corner!

Credence: Dice shame! Okay, Lazza’s gonna roll perception here. [ROLLS DICE GENTLY] Okay, sloppy dice.

[INDECIPHERABLE MUMBLED CROSSTALK]

Joe: You already said we’d kinda notice the fact that people are stumbling.

Sophie: Yeah, but you wanted to know how many are gonna fall behind and stuff like that.

Joe: Oh!

Credence: [ROLLS DICE GENTLY]

Sophie: What’d you get?

Credence: Agh! I’m sorry, I keep getting sloppy dice! [ROLLS DICE GENTLY] Well, I got an 8, which is better than fuckin’ everybody else!

Sophie: It seems to you like there are about maybe a fourth of the people who are so young or so old that they’re having trouble keeping up. That is not to say that you will lose a fourth of them tonight, or something like that, that is just saying that, you know… It is a considerable number of people that are going to be hurting bad if you do it, if you continue on. And I’ll tell you, I’m factoring in — I’ve got, basically, in my head, kind of, with this — factored in the fact that you have a cleric and stuff like that and the cleric, aside from burning actual spell slots, is going to be trying to use cantrips to heal and stuff like that to keep people going. If you want to use spell slots on them, that’s a choice that you have to verbalize to me, and that might change something or whatever, but you will also lose those spell slots. So… I’ve got some of those things that y’all are talking about factored in already.

Lazza: Okay. So it looks like a fourth of them are really struggling.

Ellywick: You know, I don’t think it makes much sense to free all of them from those cages just to let them die out here.

Lazza: Oh, I don’t—! Look… It’s… The path to Northpass Haven is treacherous on its own. We don’t have any supplies. We don’t… We’re gonna lose people. So if we make sure we, I don’t know, get as many people…

Credence: So Lazza’s kind of like, conflicted right now. But she keeps playing with this pouch around her neck where she keeps these stones…

Sophie: Yeah, sure, sure.

Credence: And she’s just kind of… She pauses for a second, and then…

Lazza: What about this — we send the people who are doing the best up ahead. Y’know, the path is hard, but it’s easily marked. They’ll be able to make it. They won’t have to worry too much about tracking it. But what if we send the folks who are doing the best up ahead and we stay back with the folks who are struggling and try to get them on their feet a little bit better, and then, if we get some ~visitors,~ maybe we can get some supplies out of them.

Defiance: [SURPRISED] I don’t think that’s a bad idea, actually! Especially if there’s some way…

Joe: I guess I’m a little bit curious. Since we did free that group of elves, too, do any of them have any knowledge or ability to either track or help us to better hide?

Credence: Or heal?

Sophie: So basically, what I had envisioned for this is that, kind of all of these — even the elves — are civilian elves, basically.

[CROSSTALK]

Joe: Not particularly woodsy?

Sophie: Yeah, yeah. They’re not like… One of them is a barrel maker, and one of them is a potter, and one of them is a carpenter, one is a candlestick maker, yeah, sure. You know, innocuous, everyday jobs that, even in the forest, groups need.

Credence: Okay, well, that aside…

Lazza: So what do you guys think? Ellywick, what do you think? We stay back with the folks, we try to work on getting them on their feet a little bit better, heck, we could even try to backtrack and ambush some of the orcs as they’re coming and trying to look for us. We could get some supplies out of ‘em. I mean...I dunno.

Ellywick: I, ah…

Defiance: Do you know if it’s typical for them to all come at once or to send, first, a scout or two?

Lazza: Well, I mean, each...everybody had their own smaller raiding party. So, you know, there’d be...four to six people.

Credence: Sophie, I’m trying to base this off of what I thought I remember you telling me last time?

Sophie: Yep! Yep!

Credence: But, um, okay…

Lazza: So it’s — and especially with terrain like this, it’s easier to travel quickly in small numbers… As we know here, this isn’t going exactly great. They’ll probably be sending out parties of… I wouldn’t say more than six or seven. Which, if we can get the drop on them, we might be able to get some stuff so we can at least clothe the folks who are struggling the most and give a head start to the folks up the path.

Ellywick: But what happens if the orcs go after some of these people?

Lazza: I mean…

Ellywick: Then they’re even worse off.

Lazza: Well, no shit, Sherlock! But like...being dead sucks!

[SOFT SNICKERING]

Defiance: The general idea, if I understand you correctly, Lazza — either way, if the orcs went toward the healthier people, they’ll find us first, and they’d have to get past us.

Lazza: Exactly. [STAMMERING] We give, we give ‘em a jump start and we can focus on hiding these folks who are struggling, try and get ‘em a bit better, and-and hopefully, by-by-by ambushing these guys, we can, you know, we can get some clothes, at least, for ‘em.

Ellywick: Alright. We can try it.

Defiance: If we can at least give the weaker amongst them a bit more rest, perhaps I can try to heal some of them, or at least give them some sort of medical attention… Mayhaps they’ll become just strong enough to eventually catch up with everyone else.

Ellywick: I can help a little with the healing too.

Defiance: [PLEASANTLY] Oh! That’d be much appreciated.

Lazza: [ENTHUSIASTICALLY] And I can carry at least, like, two kids! So, like…!

[LAUGHTER]

Ellywick: You do that!

[INTERMISSION — INTERLUDING THEME MUSIC]

Sophie: Hello everyone! Welcome to the middle of the show! My name is Sophie Lastnameredacted and I am here with...the ads! Sorry.

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[END INTERMISSION — INTERLUDING THEME MUSIC]

Sophie: Okay, so explain to me, in a sentence, what you all are doing.

Mara: We are sending the stronger people ahead and we are staying back for a long rest with the people who are not doing quite as well.

Sophie: Oookay! Take a long rest. Cool.

Mara: Can you give me back my pencil that you absconded with?

Sophie: This was from my backpack…

Mara: Oh! Someone absconded with my pencil! Hmm. Oh! Never mind.

Credence: I feel like Lazza is looking kind of pleased with herself at this point. ‘Cause, like, last time her plan wasn’t great, and it seems like this plan was a little bit better?

Sophie: Yeah, she completely sidestepped my moral quandary, so.

[LAUGHTER]

Credence: That’s what you do when you’re Lawful Neutral!

Sophie: Yeah, well.

Credence: Um, uh… I was gonna ask something, and now it’s just gone. Never mind. Oh, actually, yeah! How are the villagers reacting to Lazza at this point?

Sophie: I think they’re… I think that a good deal of them are trying to keep a healthy distance, but a lot of them are probably looking at you with more confusion than with outright fear. I… You know, more confusion than outright fear, and they’re not like...it’s kinda like Defiance’s situation, where they’re not thrilled about you, but in this instance, they’re glad you’re here. Do you know what I’m saying? Does that make sense?

Credence: Mhmm.

Sophie: Like, you’ve kind of proven yourself to them.

Credence: So, do we need to roll, like, survival stuff to see if we can keep— Well, okay, first of all… Mara, Joe, do you think it’s better for us to have them...like, should we find a place just off the path a little bit where we can hide them?

Joe: Yeah, I think so.

Credence: And then we can rest and kind of patrol the path.

Mara: Yeah, I think that’s a good idea.

Credence: Okay, I’m gonna roll — hold on. Would investigation or survival…?

Sophie: I think, um… Survival, we’ll say.

Credence: To, like, find a good spot and see how many survived, or do we do separate rolls?

Sophie: Um...no, I think just one is fine.

Credence: Okay.

Sophie: ‘Cause your survival is going to be, in this case, dependent on your ability to find a place.

Credence: Right. [ROLLS DICE] Uh… Well, that’s gonna be a 16. It’s not terrible.

Sophie: Okay! Yeah, you are able to find a...it’s not super well-hidden or anything, so it’s not really a place you can stay, but you’re able to find a cave, and hole up in there for the night. And I think with a 16, you said?

Credence: Yes.

Sophie: I think with a 16, I’m gonna say none of the villagers die that night, but they’re not magically energized in the morning or whatever. Like, this did them well, and you didn’t lose anyone, but a good night’s rest wasn’t exactly had by all, and even if it had it wouldn’t have been...these people probably need days to recover.

Joe: Does it aid at all if I use a medicine check?

Sophie: I was kind of factoring in that you would make a medicine check, but if you want to make a medicine check, that’s fine.

Credence: Well, and like, I mean, they’ve got better rolling for that than just me doing one survival check.

Joe: [ROLLS DICE] I got a 24.

Credence: HOLY SHIT.

Joe: [FUNNY VOICE] I rolled good!

Sophie: I think with a 24, you… Again, with a roll that good, they’re better off in the morning than they were, but again, this is putting a Band-Aid on a pretty big cut in this metaphor.

Joe: Before the long rest, would it be possible that maybe I can make an assessment and see who’s the worst off and use cure wounds?

Sophie: Again, I think with these people, part of the problem is they’re young and old, and that’s not really a condition that you can alleviate.

Joe: Gotcha. Okay.

Credence: It’s exposure, like, there’s no wounds. It’s just…

Sophie: Yeah, exactly. Mmkay, actually, so… You’ve got about 30 of the villagers go on, and about 10 of them stay with you, including Kenway. And… [HUMS TO SELF IN THOUGHT] Yeah! So now you all are taking a long rest; you regain any spell slots you spent, everybody’s up to full health, and we are gonna take some time to have some conversations. Is there any conversation that y’all wanna have with each other, or…? If you say no, that’s fine, I’m not expecting you to say certain things or whatever, it’s just that this is an opportunity to get to know each other if that’s what you think your characters would attempt to do.

Mara: I think Ellywick probably wants to try and figure out Lazza, at least a little bit, ‘cause like...it doesn’t really make sense, you know?

Ellywick: So, not to be rude here, but um...you seemed like you were pretty good buddies with those orcs back at the keep, there… Why are you running away?

Credence: So I’m picturing them, they’re kinda sitting around the fire, and Lazza was maybe kinda sitting off by herself before Ellywick came to join her.

Mara: Probably, yeah.

Credence: And she’s got the stones that were in her little pouch, she’s got them out in her hand now and is rubbing them together.

Lazza: Look, the point is, I got you out of that mess. What more is there to it?

Ellywick: Well, I’m a sucker for a good story, and that seems like a pretty interesting story. If you don’t wanna talk about it, that’s fine, but...I dunno, we’re sitting here, so you might as well tell me.

Mara: Should I roll, like, a persuasion or something?

Sophie: Ah, if Credence thinks you need to.

Credence: Uh… You know what? Yeah, I think you do.

[LAUGHTER]

Mara: Oh no, you’re gonna let the bard roll persuasion.

Credence: Well, what am I— Would this be a contest, DM, against my…?

Sophie: Yeah… We’ll say it’s a persuasion versus a wisdom check. Not a saving throw, just a check.

Credence: Okay.

Mara: [ROLLS DICE, PAUSES, BURSTS INTO RAUCOUS LAUGHTER]

Joe: Ooohh…

Credence: Oh no. What?

Mara: Nat 20, so…

Credence: Yeah, that’s not going anywhere!

Mara: 25 when you add in my modifier, so…

Credence: Yeah, no, no. I get it.

Lazza: Well, I was born in a cabin, and…

[EVERYONE BURSTS INTO LAUGHTER]

Credence: No, no.

Joe: Entirety of my life story.

Mara: Right?

Lazza: Well, I’m glad you asked. So…

Mara: Breaks out into a big musical number. Ellywick’s, like, entranced.

Credence: [SINGING A TUNE] No. I think Lazza just is staring into her hand for a second.

Lazza: Look, I know it’s easy to think that all orcs just act like that, but I just… I couldn’t do it anymore.

Ellywick: Well, why’d you do it in the first place?

Lazza: I didn’t have anywhere else to go.

Ellywick: I can understand that. Well, uh… I’m glad you made the right choice, Lazza.

Lazza: Yeah. Well, we’ll see. We might get killed in a lot worse ways. I think… I think I’m glad I made the choice, too.

Mara: I think Ellywick kinda takes out their sword and leans on it, and is like, “Well, I’ve got this bad boy over here, so, ah…” [CLICKS TONGUE RHYTHMICALLY]

Lazza: Yeah, you also have the ability to make somebody fall over in hysterical laughter, which, by the way, that was fucking terrifying! And I think I should let you know, I don’t really trust you! So…!

Ellywick: [NONCHALANTLY] Eh, don’t worry about it! I won’t use it on you unless you piss me off!

Mara: And they kinda grin up at you.

Sophie: I don’t think Lazza’s comforted by that…

[LAUGHTER]

Mara: Probably not!

Credence: Lazza just kind of closes her fist around those stones and puts it back into the little po— the little satchel, and, like, very, very intentionally walks across to the other side of the fire…

Mara: I think…

Credence: ...and lies down very far away.

Mara: I think Ellywick knows about the “gnomes will steal your teeth in your sleep” or the “gnomes will steal your teeth” superstition, and they kinda call after Lazza—

Ellywick: Be sure to watch your teeth tonight!

Mara: And they don’t mean it at all, they’re just fuckin’ with Lazza at this point. Just a little mischievous shit.

Sophie: Just an awful person.

Joe: Christ…

Credence: Lazza, like, doesn’t say anything, but she...purposefully pulls her axe closer to her, like she’s holding it like a stuffed animal…

[ERUPTION OF LAUGHTER]

Mara: Great. Yes. Good.

Joe: I sorta think that, like, if this were a video game, a little thing would pop up in one of the upper corners saying, like, “Lazza will remember that.”

[LAUGHTER]

Credence: Lazza will not forget that. Um, thank you, that was a wonderful interaction.

Mara: Oh, yeah, yeah. [GIGGLING]

Credence: I don’t know, is there anything… I think… It’s not because I don’t want our characters to get to know each other, it’s just like, Lazza’s not...particularly, after having just done this escape thing, and like, now being responsible for her ex-captives’ safety, I think she’s just kind of… She’s not in a sharing mood.

Joe: Right. I think for their part, Defiance is...pretty busy with trying to tend to all of the people. It’s not so much that they’re ignoring anybody, they’re kind of making themselves busy.

Mara: I, um… I think Ellywick can kinda tell that — and after that conversation with Lazza — I think they can kinda tell that, like, Defiance is obviously busy and doesn’t wanna talk, and Lazza really doesn’t wanna talk, and Ellywick’s okay with that. But I think they kinda just take out their pan flute that they were able to conceal on them, and they sigh sadly, and they go…

Ellywick: Well, it’s not Tania’s lute, but I’ll go back for that someday.

Mara: And they kinda glance off into the distance and they have this little murderous glint in their eye because it’s their goddamn favorite lute. But they take out their pan flute and just start playing some songs.

Sophie: Yeah! Um, before you start playing, you hear a voice from behind you meekly say…

Kenway: What’s a lute?

Ellywick: You don’t know what a lute is?

Kenway: No. I’ve never seen one before.

Ellywick: It’s a, uh…

Credence: Who’s talking?! I’m sorry.

Sophie: Kenway.

Credence: Okay.

Mara: I think Ellywick… I have to stop saying “I think” before every goddamn sentence! Ellywick takes out a stick and kinda draws in the dirt the outline of a lute and then the strings and everything and goes…

Ellywick: It’s a musical instrument, and this one was pretty special. It was given to me by a fae queen who I spent some time with.

Sophie: Yeah, I think Kenway kinda sits down next to you, and says…

Kenway: Well, I know what it’s like to have things you don’t want to lose.

Ellywick: Oh yeah? Why’s that?

Kenway: Well, I… I’m not an adventurer, and I’m just a kid, but you’re a bard, and your lute helps you do magic and stuff like that and it protects you, and you protect it. And I’ve got something similar.

Ellywick: What is it?

Sophie: He kinda looks around and then, kinda satisfied that no one else is really paying attention or around, he pulls out this large gold coin that doesn’t really have the mark of any currency you’ve ever seen on it; it’s not just a gold piece, it’s...akin to how you might look at a silver dollar now, where...you could probably get something for that, but nobody really uses it as money.

Mara: Mm.

Sophie: You know what I mean? And he says…

Kenway: Well, this was my dad’s, and he gave it to me before he died. He told me that as long as I have it, it would keep me safe. And things haven’t been perfect, but...when I look at what’s happened here, I have to believe that this thing is keeping me safe and got me rescued and got y’all not to leave me behind.

Mara: Ellywick kinda smiles and puts their arm around Kenway’s shoulders and is like…

Ellywick: Well, I’m glad you have that coin there.

Sophie: So I think Lazza actually sleeps uneasy, just because she was hoping to have some sort of contact with her ancestors by having this big, important thing.

Credence: Right. Also I think we’re taking turns doing the watch and stuff.

Sophie: Yeah, yeah. And as Ellywick is by the fire, gently playing the pan flute, Lazza kind of drifts off to sleep, and…

Mara: Joke’s on her, Ellywick’s bewitching them! No. [GIGGLES]

Sophie: So as Ellywick is playing the lute—

Mara: [FAKE-ANGRILY] PAN FLUTE.

Sophie: Pan flute, pardon me…

Mara: They don’t HAVE their lute!

Sophie: No they don’t.

Mara: Wonder who did that.

Sophie: Yeah, well… Probably God. So, Ellywick is playing their pan flute and Lazza is drifting off to sleep, and actually, in your restless dreams that night, Lazza, you hear the pan flute in your dreams, which is probably unsettling. But actually, at one point, and I think probably Lazza doesn’t know her musical instruments very well, but at some point, it changes.

[GENTLE HARP MUSIC]

Sophie: Instead of the light, airy sound of a pan flute, it turns into this beautiful, melodic strumming noise, and it sounds like strings being plucked. And it’s harp music. And the dream suddenly becomes very vivid. You don’t really see much of anything, it’s mostly colors and shapes and feelings, and you hear this harp music, and in the midst of this vision, you hear voices whispering… This cacophony of different voices, which, normally, I think when you hear your ancestors, it’s maybe two or three voices intermixed, very few, but this is all your ancestors are all reaching out to you at once with one phrase, three words.

“Trust the harper.”

Credence: This is really cool…!

[LAUGHTER]

Credence: But wouldn’t it be “harpist”…?

Sophie: Nope.

Credence: Okay.

Sophie: “Trust the harper.” The voices swell a little bit, and maybe you hear one voice in particular that’s like, [VICIOUSLY] “Trust the harper!” And you wake up with a start.

Lazza: Ah!

Sophie: And Ellywick is still playing the pan flute, and I think…

Mara: I think they kind of look over, though, like…

Sophie: Yeah, like, Ellywick stopped playing the pan flute and is like, “You okay?”

[LAUGHTER]

Lazza: What the hell is a “harper”?!

Ellywick: You know, I’m not too familiar with harps. That’s not my bag. But I think a harper is someone who makes the harps.

Lazza: [GROGGILY] Okay… I’m gonna go scout for a little bit.

Credence: I think Lazza wants to get away from this music as quickly as she can, ‘cause she’s a little disconcerted that something that felt like it was involving her ancestors got mixed up in the music of a bard. ‘Cause now she’s not sure if she was bewitched or not, I guess.

Sophie: Okay! Sure.

Ellywick: Have a good patrol!

Lazza: [GRUNTS]

[LAUGHTER]

[OUTRO — THEME MUSIC]

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OPERATION SUMMONED: Chapter 2

Anthony "KOVAK" Rodriguez was focused on the HUD, matching the glideslope of the aircraft to the precision approach path indicator as he goes in for his final approach. He added power as needed to prevent stalling at a lower speed. He keyed his mic to report on his position.

"Victor Tower, ten miles at angels two, final for Six Niner Five."

[Trocadero Six Niner Five, winds at one-niner-zero at two, caution wake turbulence of departing T-5, cleared to land two-five right.]

He smiled as he keyed in his mike again. "Cleared to land two-five right, Six Niner Five. We'll watch out for the trainer."

He continued his descent to the runway, keeping his airspeed above 130 knots. He breathed through his mask connected to the OBOGS, the taste of fresh air helped him enhance his concentration. Approaching the threshold, he trimmed down and pushed the stick forward until it is close to the ground, leveled the aircraft and set to idle; the engine gave a low sound as the rpm remained at its normal operating level. He kept the nose up for the main wheels to touch giving a nice and brief screeching sound as the rubber tires gripped the asphalt. He deployed the airbrakes and slowly tapped the brakes.

[Trocadero Six Niner Five, turn left and hold short of hotel-three, contact ground at 128.1 good-day.]

"Turn left and hold short of hotel-three, contact ground 128.1, Trocadero Six Niner Five good-day."

"Nice landing there." Skillet, his weapons systems officer, complimented behind him as he exited the runway to the taxiway.

"Thanks. Contact ground, please."

"Mhmh." He switched frequency to ground and keyed the mic on the stick. "Victor ground, Trocadero Six Niner Five, good morning, request taxi instructions for PacRim ramp."

[Trocadero Six Niner Five, good morning. Turn left at hotel, right at india-one, then proceed to PacRim ramp.]

Skillet wrote down what the ground controller gave as relevant information to taxi through the airport. "Left at hotel then right at india-two to PacRim ramp, Trocadero Six-Niner-Five."

[Six Niner Five, read back correct. Proceed as instructed.]

Kovak slightly advanced the power and pushed right pedal with differential braking. He powered on the taxiway, feeling the bumps of the cement through the seat. His right hand left the stick and let his arm hang on the edge of the closed canopy. The power of the twin advanced ultrafan engines is sensitive as does all other jet aircraft during ground operations, a reason why his hand left hand never left the throttle. He is now driving - literally driving- the aircraft.

"When is your leave?" Skillet asked.

"Two weeks. I plan to visit my brother then. Why?" He answered as he cleared left-front-right - a jetliner landed to his left - before turning right at india-two.

"Because..." An irregular breathing was heard through the intercom. "I'm inviting you as my best man to my wedding."

"Really? Congratulations! When did you proposed?"

"Three weeks ago. It was good timing. Jean was there for a convention so I proposed at her room."

"Nice..." He turned silent as he began thinking of an advice but all he thought of were a couple of gay jokes and a bad advice. "I should've married you long time ago."

"But WE are. Us fighting, arguing, and-"

"Oooookayyy I regret what I said."

They arrived at the far side of the airport where the hangar for Pacific Rim Defense - Aviation Wing was located. The marshal brought them in and parked on the yellow line. Holding on the brakes, they wait for the marshal’s signal to shutdown then went through the checklist for the shutdown procedures until the engine whirled down. The pilot opened the canopy, letting the cool breeze of the salty air rush through their sweating faces. A funny meme came out of this: If you turn off the engines, watch how they sweat; a cruel reality that pilots face after engine shutdown. They brought ladder up and the maintainers helped unstrap the harness to their parachute, and the cables to their helmets. The pilot and Skillet thanked them for keeping the aircraft airworthy as they head to their service vehicle with their flight bags and suitcase full of clothes back to the flight operations, where they debriefed their activities to their colleagues

Kovak rested quietly against the seat of the ready room waiting for the debriefing to end. In the room of sixteen people, both weapon systems officers and pilots all comprised of two flight divisions of the squadron they're attached to all talked of what the missions they did before, during, and after the flight; one was reprimanded for moving the aircraft while the maintainer was inspecting the aircraft before shutdown and was assigned for a safety brief later in the afternoon. That includes his WeSO. The squadron was part of a three-year package to a country in the southeast to assist in patrolling the seas and combat operations on the south of the country; surveillance, intelligence, and reconnaissance; and close air support. Their roles weren't only to fly planes and drop bombs but to train soldiers, marines, and pilots as Forward Air Controllers or Joint Terminal Attack Controllers; assisting in ground operations; training pilots in basic flight maneuver and advanced combat maneuver.

His eyes, arms, and legs slack as he slowly goes to sleep but his ears suddenly peaked in the middle of a silent conversation to his far right.

"So, did anyone ask about it?"

"About what?"

"You know... the rumor that there'll be a special contract for us?"

"Fuck off man. It's been out for two months now and we still have no answers. And if anyone did ask, it will be Grumman who'll do the digging."

"Yeah I know but-"

"No buts'... You are new here, right?"

"Yeah?"

"You better cancel your plans as soon as possible. Cuz' once it's green, you'll never be able to get out. Unless you were part of the second group or expecting a baby."

"But I AM. I'm going to be a dad in a week. Sharon is at the hospital waiting."

"Oh.... well... you could be lucky.... congrats."

Yeah, congrats.

He wasn't surprised on the rumor because it is an occasional truth. At thirty years old, he could have flown commercial as an airline pilot but, although he is a commercial licensed pilot, he wished to remain flying jets because of his love for them. And with no shortage of cash from his account, he is satisfied living a simple life, paying bills and student loans, and flying planes. But each mission wore him out not because of fighting, but the lack of excitement. Every mission he takes made him wear out more and more as it becomes repetitive. Less chasing, more bombing, half fun.

He slowly went back to sleep but the doors swung open to his left, bringing him back to the living. Remo walked in wearing an unusual pair of colors and proceeded to the podium where he brought out its contents and laid them in front of him. His pink polo shirt and brown cargo pants are unusual for the director of flight operations but his tired expression means nothing to the explosive questions they ask of his choice of clothing. "Okay settle down. First, I ran out of laundry. Second, this is from my daughter who just turned three. So, if you have any questions other than the color of MY shirt? zip it." He pointed to the one who raised his hands who immediately retracted. Remo stared at Kovak whose eyes slowly closed and has his cheeks resting on his hand. "Kovak, I assume you're done with the debriefing so no need to worry about that. But that's not what I am here. If you've heard rumors about a special contract for last two weeks now? Well, I'm about to disappoint you." He looked at everyone in the room as it turned silent. The pilot who talked earlier had his hands clutched the colored bead rosary, praying it would not be true. "Yes, they are true but-" The disappointment was heard as the whole room groaned and complained while some paid their bets. Remo continued, "But it won't happen until we have definitive on the date."

"Did Grumman confirm?" Skillet, playing with his pen, asked.

"Not only did he confirmed about the rumor. He even asked Bosshead and said something about something that only we can do." The room fell silent in disbelief as they heard the name of their employer. With the Bosshead's name, the rumor has officially recognized to be real. But what is unreal, is that the Bosshead, the founder of PacRim Defense, the company that Kovak worked for, rarely acknowledge any rumors within the company so it is a big deal.

"So?" Kovak, who listened to every word, caught everyone's attention. "We knew that the moment the rumor was heard it would be real no matter what. Heck, last year Jumbo canceled his family vacation to Hawaii when the rumor of the Iraq contract came out because his wife spent their savings on gambling." He pointed at Jumbo who’s at the third row behind him, nodding with a grunt.

The room burst into chatter. Remo continued with a loud voice. "Bosshead may want to mobilize the entire company for this 'special contract' of his which would not be the first time. Once you all are fully rested, I want everyone to be prepared for the announcement. Those with maternity or expected maternity, especially to Trumbo there, have your paperwork signed at the flight ops so that you may have your leave." The pilot who talked earlier gave a long breath. "Those with kids, you better make a letter that would impress the management. Otherwise, good luck. Dismiss."

They stood and walked to the doors. As Kovak stood with his flight bag on his side, Remo motioned him to come forward. He cussed in silence as he dropped his shoulders in surrender. Skillet saw his expression, giving Kovak a tap on the back and a nod as he passed by. He dragged his feet to the podium where the presenter packed up his laptop until only Kovak and Remo was left alone. Kovak gave a quick cough. "So, you knew?"

"Of course. What do you think am I? A buffalo with poor eyesight?" Remo replied.

"... Then?"

"No."

"Come on Remo, it's just two weeks. I got Hugo to take care of my shift with Skillet."

"I need you here to take care of the paperwork." Remo quickly made an excuse.

"I already took care of it. I filled up my briefing papers, debriefing papers, flight plan, inventory, what else do you need from me when I already have everything done?"

"Look," Remo stopped packing the projector and took a sharp exhale. "I can't approve of your leave of absence because Bosshead told me to. I don't know why but it all started when the rumor came out first last year." Kovak was confused. The rumor was out for a year and only now has it spread to his unit. Grumman, a man capable of finding secrets, probably kept it a surprise or was suppressed to keep the information out. Remo turned around then leaned forward as if he was telling a secret. Kovak followed. "In the last six months we have received provisions, ammunition, and spare parts from some suppliers we've never heard of and are now on-board the Goliath."

"This must be a VERY special contract to use the Goliath."

"Not only that, I heard that our ground units will be coming on board."

"...... That's interesting." In his head, the Goliath is a mobile air carrier capable of sustained flight, a similar role to seaborne aircraft carriers. Limited refueling, large crewmembers... ‘What is he doing?’

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The morning turned to afternoon. The airbase remained active as maintainers maintain the aircraft; marshals’ guiding the last few remaining transport aircraft to their ramps; controllers keeping the airspace clear, and security details patrolling the fences. The flight crew lifted weights, do cardio, and such other activities to keep their mind focused and their bodies ready. Kovak had finished swimming 10 kilometers on the indoor pool and is now at his last set of the ninety-kilogram bench press. His mind focused on the last repetition; his arms began to feel jelly as he pushed. "Aaaaaaaaggggghhhhh!!!!" He had finally extended and slowly returned the barbell to its holder. He breathed heavily as his lungs gasped for air. He breathed in deep and exhaled slow, repeating the process until his heart has fully calmed; the mirror in front showed him his expanding chest sucking air like a vacuum. He plugged out his earphones, flooding the ears with the industrial sound of machines banging against the hard surface. The exhaustion finally came up to him and reviewed what he was given earlier.

The Goliath is a mobile high-altitude VTOL mothership capable of sustained flight with limited refueling. 400 meters in length by 600-meter wingspan and an 80-meter height with a 75-meter double flight deck; powered by 12 advanced scramjet engines; and crewed with 3,000 personnel with the rest automated, it is the most advanced aircraft ever built by mankind and commissioned by PacRim, during the five-year Reclamation war and before Kovak was employed. The resources to fund is enormous and the technology to build is unknown territory, but Bosshead put up with it, establishing the company as a force to be reckoned.

So why? The rumor was intentionally out for two weeks, the contracts that were supposedly number in hundred only came out in few, and an unknown shipment of supplies came in with Bosshead's signature. Kovak wanted to keep looking but the more he looked, the more he didn't want to know. He picked up the towel from his bag and wiped the sweat of his face. "KOVAK!" He heard his name called through the entrance. Fia, the secretary/assistant to the Bosshead, waited for him, holding a manila folder on her side. Her black short hair matched her cute facial features, if only she has big breast. He stretched his legs and walked to the door where she waited. "Bosshead wants to see you."

"Now? I gotta go to the shower first-"

"N.O.W." She emphasized. She walked out of the door and waited for him to follow. "He wanted to talk to you about something."

He hesitated but reluctantly followed her out the hallway. Their steps echoed as they continued through the hallway. He saw her veins clearly formed on her head, a lot of stress accumulated to a related topic. "Is this related to the rumor?"

"I don't know..." A cracking sound was heard as she stretched her back then rubbed her head to relieve the pressure. "He's been busy a lot with the preparations while you were gone, putting all the public relations work on me full time.... Do you know what this is?" She gave the folder to him. He read the file word by word; letter by letter; the walking speed slowed. In each detail, he found words that doesn't match to a location or to a specific target. Each must be a different language but he doesn't know all of them. Kovak stood as she passed a few steps before she stopped.

"What the fuck is this?"

She smiled at the same reaction he has when she read the file. "That's not for me to explain." She walked ahead of him as he stood there in disbelief, but he is slightly angered.

"Explain?" He caught up. "This is fantasy! What the hell is this ex- astrea? sastrea? zastrea?"

"It's Xastrea. And, as I said, it is not for me to explain."

"Ha- how are you not freaked out? I just got here and just learned that we are mobilizing to a place that isn't here!"

"Because it took me the whole year to get used to what he might tell you."

"He? The Bosshead? Bullshit."

They walked out of the aviation department to the main building, where the office of the CEO and founder of the company works at. He kept silent as he resists the urge to punch her. They entered through the revolving doors to the non-slick marbled floors. The airconditioned environment made him feel naked, wearing only a tank top, shorts, and sandals; passing through potential clients or employees as they entered the lift to the top floor.

"I told you I should've taken a shower. I feel like a Canadian walking naked in the snow with a condom for a hat."

"Why? I kinda like it. Especially that tight shirt of yours."

“Please. I'm not here to indulge your perverseness."

"Oh?" She pressed the red button and the elevator stopped; the lights dimmed to a red emergency light. She covered the camera with a sticky note left on the folder and approached him seductively. "Of all the men I enjoyed, you escape me."

"Because I'm shy to women." He shrugged, a truth he can't deny and a very convenient tool to women like her. He doesn't find himself interesting to women but somehow, a few encounters here and there, they find him interesting. He only offered a peck to the cheek but they go for the lips when the opportunity rise. He inched closer to the red button but was blocked by her. "Come on Fia. I want to get this over with."

"We still have time. Why? Are you gay enough to fuck him in the ass?" Her face inched closer to his.

"If I am, then I wouldn't be this close to you." He moved closer that their bodies touch. He felt her curves through her formal wear, but hold himself short of releasing it. Their face is close for their nose to rub each other. She closed her eyes but the lights turned back on. He had reached for the button and the elevator continued its journey slowly 8 floors up. She felt disappointed as he pulled the sticky note of the lens. "Maybe next time."

"You sly." She kissed him briefly on the lips, biting them before they arrived on the top floor "I'll savor this taste. Until then, I should guide you to his office."

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The office of the chief executive officer and founder of the company is modest but not too lavish. He looked around the office as his boss, Frank 'BOSSHEAD' Oppenheim, continued his conversation in frustration. After the kiss in the elevator, he wiped off the lipstick of his lips His veins popped like Fia but more defined. He just remained quiet until he put the phone back at the receiver. Bosshead did a meditated breathing until his veins returned to normal. "So..." he crossed his hands and stared at Kovak, feeling that he may have gone passed his head and into the memory banks of his subconscious. "How was Fia?"

He was speechless but knew what he was doing. But still was confused with the question. He covered his mouth and coughed. "Sorry?"

"I mean, I've been trying to get close to her and only were able to grab her attention in just minutes."

Kovak kept calm but his inner turmoil screams panic. "I don't know what you mean, sir."

The atmosphere became tense as they both stared intensely at each other. Kovak mentally began making excuses using the truth as its basis. Bosshead smiled and waved his hand like a fly was there and disregarded the question he asked earlier. He stood up and walked towards the window that overlook the hangars that lined up along the taxiway. He gazed at what he had built and what he had gone through to make it come to this. "Do you know how this company came to be?" The room remained silent, as the cargo plane took off in full power.

"Yes, sir."

"Then you know that we started small. And now look at us. We are considered as an organized militia under the Sidonian constitution yet independent of the armed forces. The longest running private military contractor in the history of this world." Kovak nodded in agreement. Bosshead looked at him with an unknown determination. "And now, I am going to do something that may change your life again."

He knew what he was talking about and he must ask to ease his confusion. "Sir, Fia gave me a document that details a place that I do not know about. It isn't in any maps, or town, city, or a code word." He stood up and handed over the file to him. Bosshead glanced at the file. "This place, Xastrea, doesn't exist."

"I know." He threw the folder onto his desk and sat at the edge of it. Kovak guessed that Bosshead will say a cliché word that he has read or heard when he daydreamed. And he was right. "Because I AM from Xastrea."

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Kumusta! Chapter two is done! I have got to make a better numbering system but this will have to do. It feels kinda rushed when I type this chapter because I make the conversations but not the words behind it. Anyway, the third chapter will go on from here but I’ll have to review my work on this (or read a book) so feel free to comment!

As always, Salamat!

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