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gotgreenmagic) wrote2012-07-01 01:39 am
gotgreenmagic) wrote2012-07-01 01:39 am
115 - Voice
[Those who know Shego well will know that she's speaking with the artificially calm tone she uses when her other option is to yell and smash things, well-adjusted individual that she is.]
Kirk's in Zero. I've taken his Item.
He's here for five days and he's agreed to do three weeks' custodial duty.
[Private to Dick]
Check in on him? I -
[Long pause.]
Zero hasn't historically been the safest place ever, is all.
[Open Gym Spam - late Saturday night/very early Sunday morning]
[Since initially flipping out at Kirk over the network when he first took over, Shego's been kind of pleased about her conduct throughout this mess. She didn't beat the hell out of Kirk, she didn't offer to go patrolling with Dick as a slender excuse to find a semi-legitimate outlet for her anger, she's just been....dealing. And right now she's in the gym, whaling on a punching bag like her life depends on it. Cathartic. Healthy. Right?
So healthy, in fact, that she doesn't realize she's even using her powers until her fist goes through the bag rather than into it and she's left with the stench of scorched leather and smears of molten obsidian glass that used to be sand. Shit. Hopefully nobody saw that.]
[OOC: This does not mark the end of the port! There'll be an Admiral announcement in an hour or so.]
Kirk's in Zero. I've taken his Item.
He's here for five days and he's agreed to do three weeks' custodial duty.
[Private to Dick]
Check in on him? I -
[Long pause.]
Zero hasn't historically been the safest place ever, is all.
[Open Gym Spam - late Saturday night/very early Sunday morning]
[Since initially flipping out at Kirk over the network when he first took over, Shego's been kind of pleased about her conduct throughout this mess. She didn't beat the hell out of Kirk, she didn't offer to go patrolling with Dick as a slender excuse to find a semi-legitimate outlet for her anger, she's just been....dealing. And right now she's in the gym, whaling on a punching bag like her life depends on it. Cathartic. Healthy. Right?
So healthy, in fact, that she doesn't realize she's even using her powers until her fist goes through the bag rather than into it and she's left with the stench of scorched leather and smears of molten obsidian glass that used to be sand. Shit. Hopefully nobody saw that.]
[OOC: This does not mark the end of the port! There'll be an Admiral announcement in an hour or so.]