Superheroes of the Trust Game Thread

"Price of power is heavy. Knowledge of what will happen is worse than what has," she said, the head injuries making it hard to think. Keep talking, keep awake. she thought. Can't fall asleep with head injuries, everyone knows that. she looks at the other heroes.

"I don't like killing, but if it's a choice between innocents living and bad-guy's who want them dead not living, I choose the innocents every time. Isn't the best choice. But, there isn't always the option of bringing them in alive." she looked at the secured Gray gunner. "He's not as dangerous as the spider, not into soul stealing."

She looked at Star, there was no regret in her eyes. "The spider thing dealt with souls. Bought and sold. It's worse than simply killing people." she turned to Viridian. "Tell her, you know what I know about it,"

When Megan multiplies herself again, into six Megans, Hope closes her eyes. "Is it bad when I'm seeing six of you?" she asks. She's seriously injured and everyone knows it. Hope concentrates on breathing, now that's a challenge when everything is spinning and dipping crazily.

Her skin looks ghostly pale now and even though Wren healed the worst of the damage, the most life threatening stuff, it is clear that she's loosing the battle to stay conscious and is far from out of the 'woods' so to speak.
 
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"We can discuss this later," Viridian insists to Hope. "For now, lets concentrate on getting on the plane and getting out of here before the whole thing goes up."

She lifts Hope gently with her levitation spell and eases the injured heroine into the waiting evacuation jet.
 


Man, those guys are taking forever, what's the hold up? Why send ordinary people anyway? Raven and Bowman where veteran heroes with years of experience, and they still went down even faster than I did.

"I just don't want to see her get herself killed because she won't..." Hope mutters

Megan snaps back, "Shut up. You're not my mother." Oh, Mom... What would she say if she knew what I was doing? She worries too much as it is, but we can't seem to talk without fighting.
 

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Megan snaps back, "Shut up. You're not my mother." Oh, Mom... What would she say if she knew what I was doing? She worries too much as it is, but we can't seem to talk without fighting.

Hope turned her head towards her wounded teammate. "You're right. But I'm also you're partner for better or worse. Ths was being a team s all about." she said, her voice slurring a little bit with pain and dizziness. "Can't choose your family, can't choose yr partner, live with it," she chuckled and winced as the movement sent her head to pounding away like in a parade with no other instruments. "Same difference, family and team."

She closed her eyes. The Shattenwelt was too close to the gray, it pushed her into it mentally. Under normal circumstances, she could shield herself to a degree, but not now... The winds wove their way through both worlds, bringing echoes of the past, old pain, old grief and sorrow and older rage lost to time.

Things lived in the gray, stalking the edges of reality. Ghosts and spirits, things that were never human and never solid, at least not to mortal touch. Memories of things best forgotten. But she couldn't forget, only bury for a time. Price of power indeed....
 
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Hope turned her head towards her wounded teammate. "You're right. But I'm also you're partner for better or worse. Ths was being a team s all about." she said, her voice slurring a little bit with pain and dizziness. "Can't choose your family, can't choose yr partner, live with it," she chuckled and winced as the movement sent her head to pounding away like in a parade with no other instruments. "Same difference, family and team."

You can't choose your family? What? You can just drive away, leaving everything behind. -Or just go to school on the other side of the country and call less and less, she thinks guiltily.

"That's not what you were mumbling while knocked out," she taunts. "Still trying to convince yourself? Besides, you're the government liason to our team, not a real part of it. You can't be both the regulator of superheroes and one yourself." Megan uses her angry argument to help hold herself together.
 

"Doing this because 's right. Not because was ordered to. Free will is a persnickity thing." Hope muttered. "Innocent lives mean more than a pension, any day."

She smiled, but there was no humor to it. "You don.. don't want to know what I was dreaming about. "Things live in the gray. Memories, bad and good, mostly bad. Echoes of what was." she looked inward. "Evil moves, has many faces, good must be more clever in order to survive," she kept herself talking. Talking meant awake, that was good for both of them.

"You don..t need a mask to do what's right. Don't need a cape to stand up. Just the will to do it is enough and the will to act. Everyone wears masks. Just some aren't as visable as others,"
 
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"That's the only kind of energy I have left. It's not like I can do anything else right now; flying on my own wouldn't get me very far."

She pauses. "Sorry."
 
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"Any talk is good when you're half dead. Keeps you awake." Hope adds too cheerfully. "What's taking them s'long?" she tries to sit up, but when her head starts pounding afresh, she settles down. "Going to sleep with head injres is bad. Everyone knows that." she tried to look at Viridian, but when she too started to multiply, Hope closed her eyes. She can't remember the last time she had been this badly hurt.... Well she can but she really wish she didn't remember.

"I'd rather Star be alive an bitchin at me then not alive. That's way worse." she added.


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Oh where o where can our DM be now... Oh where o where can he beee?????? :]
 
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