beneath the black, the sky looks dead

[couldbeavoided]

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. ]

Comments

nahhhhhh

[couldbeavoided]

[ The Void circles in the air, having separated from the others; he flies up high, out of their reach, hovering menacingly in the sky while he looks down with anger. Oh, he expected a fight, but he was fast getting annoyed with how it was delaying his plans for further destruction. Moments in that fight he had felt almost evenly matched -- he was weaker, now. He could feel it, and it enraged him more than anything else. He had flown away, they had weakened him.

So he waits, and he listens, because he knows it isn't over. And moments later, he can see it isn't for himself. ]

You're not planning to drop that thing on me, are you?

[bringerofwar]

[ Midnighter looks up, mouth dry, eyes dry - for now. He feels angry and sick. A little (or a lot) of both. He'd done so much wrong, because this guy, what, looked like his husband? What did it matter? Jenny was gone. Shit. He feels like an idiot.

He is an idiot.

But at least he's an idiot that can see into the future. It's still not going to be easy. ]

I'm seriously fucking considering it.

[couldbeavoided]

[ The Void turns his head slowly, his smirk growing wider, black eyes searching the carnage. He flies closer, mocking Midnighter's anger. ]

Do you know why Bob asked you to kill him, if it ever came to this? Do you know why?

[bringerofwar]

[ Midnighter's eyes narrow. He doesn't actually know. He's not sure if he wants to, at this point, but sometimes you have to wait for an opening so he shrugs. Tense, with only one shoulder. ]

No fucking idea.

[couldbeavoided]

He knew this would happen.

[ The Void flies closer still, crossing his legs so that he's sitting conversationally in midair. He glances, idly, to wear he'd dropped Jenny's body earlier; the building is still crumpled from the impact. ]

And like the great friend he was, he kept it from you.

[bringerofwar]

[ Midnighter follows to where the Void is looking and it takes him a second to figure out how to speak again. It's strained, to say the least. ]

So he's a shitty fucking person. So is everyone else in the world, I don't know if you've noticed.

[ Only, Midnighter isn't going to murder most of them for it. Small details. ]