Robert Reynolds ☼ THE SENTRY ☀ the void (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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capeandcowllogs2012-08-31 08:20 pm
couldbeavoided) wrote in capeandcowllogs2012-08-31 08:20 pm
Entry tags:
- davesprite | feathery asshole,
- gilbert nightray | n/a,
- jenny quantum | eclipse,
- julian keller | hellion,
- kanaya maryam | sylph of space,
- kate kane | batwoman,
- kenzi | n/a,
- scathach | the shadow,
- terrance ward | trauma,
- † alexander aaron | phobos,
- † bobbi morse | mockingbird,
- † curt connors | n/a,
- † jade harley | witch of space,
- † john egbert | heir of breath,
- † loki laufeyson | n/a,
- † max gibson | batwoman,
- † n/a | the midnighter,
- † robert reynolds | the sentry/the void
beneath the black, the sky looks dead
WHO: THE VOID and YOU?
WHERE: Around the City and the Brooklyn Bridge
WHEN: Sunday, 8/2
WARNINGS: Violence, death, chaos
SUMMARY: The Sentry loses control.
FORMAT: Quick.
[ There was no abrupt revelation, no struggle; when Robert Reynolds had opened his eyes that day, the Sentry was simply nowhere to be found. He'd flown from the mansion into the sky, a poisonous oily creature wearing Bob's skin and the Sentry's clothes until even that began to shed. Red eyes and an aura like fire and toxic ash, sharp tendrils coiling out behind and around him like sentient shadows.
Years. Years here, trapped, ignored, denied. Bob was done fighting, and hurting; his mind went blank so that someone else could use his body to fight back. But it was his body, too -- the Void celebrated his freedom by flying into the sky, raising his arms and calling upon the sky to darken in deep reds and purples. Clouds collected and rain started pouring; he raised his face to the rain and smiled, before he dropped from the sky and flew cleanly through the Brooklyn Bridge. ]
WHERE: Around the City and the Brooklyn Bridge
WHEN: Sunday, 8/2
WARNINGS: Violence, death, chaos
SUMMARY: The Sentry loses control.
FORMAT: Quick.
[ There was no abrupt revelation, no struggle; when Robert Reynolds had opened his eyes that day, the Sentry was simply nowhere to be found. He'd flown from the mansion into the sky, a poisonous oily creature wearing Bob's skin and the Sentry's clothes until even that began to shed. Red eyes and an aura like fire and toxic ash, sharp tendrils coiling out behind and around him like sentient shadows.
Years. Years here, trapped, ignored, denied. Bob was done fighting, and hurting; his mind went blank so that someone else could use his body to fight back. But it was his body, too -- the Void celebrated his freedom by flying into the sky, raising his arms and calling upon the sky to darken in deep reds and purples. Clouds collected and rain started pouring; he raised his face to the rain and smiled, before he dropped from the sky and flew cleanly through the Brooklyn Bridge. ]
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Well hello there.
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[As the Void could sense Loki's power so Loki could sense the Void, crackling with it, almost, for those who had the eyes to look. That was what he needed— power. Power to leave this wretched prison of a world, power that had been taken from him, robbed, by what device he did not know.]
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[ The Void hovers nearby -- just hovers, doesn't land -- bringing the darkness and the rain closer as his cape keeps fluttering. He crosses his legs, sitting there in midair with his eyes fixed on Loki. ]
Why else would you help me?
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[Loki is still blissfully and arrogantly unaware of the danger. He seems… bright, cheerful. It is its own special flavor of terrifying. It is also not like him to reveal his plans without a measure of gloating first.]
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[ He lands, facing Loki and grinning with a mouthful of needle-like teeth. ]
Is that all? I hate being in debt.