It's Like Raid On Your Wedding Day | OPEN

[forgeabettertomorrow]

WHO: Aegis Force, Impact, and anyone who signed up for the raid
WHERE: OTO base outside of Nonah
WHEN: Sometime this weekend!
WHAT: Tony Stark has bequeathed some dangerous tech to OTO and the associated hero groups are looking to take it back!
WARNINGS: Violence, Copious amounts of robot thrashing, Faux Iron Men suits running amok

After two long weeks of careful planning and logistics, the mission to recover the Stark Tech from the OTO has been cleared. A large briefing was held in which everyone has been given their orders: Secure whatever Stark Tech you can find, disable transfers of any pertinent data regarding the tech to other OTO bases and compounds, and see to it that everyone makes it back alive and in good health.

The base in question is located two miles west of Nonah and a synchronized attack order will be given when scouts and preliminary teams have disabled security patrols.

When word is received that security is effectively disabled, the signal to move in and strike is given!

(OOC: Top levels for various phases will be up momentarily. Want to put up your own top level? Feel free! But if you want to work something out, feel free to ping me at bitterbearface)

Comments

[patchricide]

Then that's something to be proud of, isn't it? A milestone victory!

... how did you manage so many changes in one battle?

[forgeabettertomorrow]

Uh...adrenaline mostly.

I think.

I'm actually pretty exhausted.

[patchricide]

I did suggest we find a better spot to rest...

[Maybe she can just carry him, bridal style. Would he stop her? She debates over the idea.]

So... it's not something you're going to be able to pull off again anytime soon.

[forgeabettertomorrow]

[He would stop her. He's okay with just sitting here and watching the raid wrap up.]

No, I think...

...I think I can do it. I think I get what was holding me back.

Believe it or not, my dramatic turnabout wasn't just willpower alone.

Diomuhr helped me figure out what I was missing and why I wasn't able to use my magic until now. He gave me the catalyst.

[patchricide]

... did I hear that correctly?

Diomuhr helped you? ... on purpose?

[forgeabettertomorrow]

I'm guessing being blown into atoms is counterproductive to his whole...agenda.

But, yeah. You heard right.

[patchricide]

Good point. I suppose what strikes me as the most strange about it is that he wouldn't use the high pressure situation as an opportunity to... I don't know, convince you to relinquish control to him, and let him handle the problem.

[forgeabettertomorrow]

I dunno.

I figured there'd be time to question it later.

[patchricide]

Would questioning him be out of the question?

... then again, after the last time... maybe we ought to save it for a more important question.

[Unless Darin's picked up the ability to have full conversations with Diomuhr. Even then, it seems like it would be exceptionally easy to stay quiet on the subject.]

To the truth, I'm mostly curious if he could offer even more help.

[forgeabettertomorrow]

I have no idea. I can try but...he's fickle. I mean, he can hear and respond to my thoughts so...

...Hey now, what can he do that I can't?

[patchricide]

I didn't say anything like that! But these are his powers, aren't they? So he's experienced with them, which... strange as it is to say, would make him a good teacher!

Well, he responds to danger. Maybe there's other ways to pressure him into being helpful?

[forgeabettertomorrow]

Since when are they 'his' powers and not 'my' powers?

[patchricide]

... all right, that's fair. They were merely once his. Now, they're entirely yours.

[forgeabettertomorrow]

...Damn straight.

Hmph.

[patchricide]

Look, maybe I'm just a little excited to see you use them more.

You could take them far further than he ever could!

[forgeabettertomorrow]

Okay okay okay I get it you can stop padding my ego now.

[He's only a little grumpy.]

[patchricide]

I'm not, Darin! After all, that's a remarkable power for anyone to have — but I can't think of a better person to make use of them than a master blacksmith.

[forgeabettertomorrow]

Okaaaay! I get it! Stop it with the praise! I'm not cranky anymore!

[patchricide]

I thought I was allowed to do that as much as I want, though. Regardless of the mood you're in.

I mean, you came to my rescue — I ought to be allowed to flatter you mercilessly for that alone.

[forgeabettertomorrow]

Is that how it goes? The princess flatters the hero?

I thought there was more to the fairy tale than that.

[patchricide]

That's true... your Earth fairy tales, they usually end with the hero getting a kiss, don't they?

[And as she points that out, she leans in and plants one on his cheek.]

Thank you, Darin...

[forgeabettertomorrow]

[He snickers.]

You know, months ago I'd have lived for that moment but now...?

I dunno. I feel like this is just par for the course for me.

[patchricide]

What?! My kisses aren't good enough for you anymore?!

We'll just see about that!

[She grabs him, one hand on each side of his face, and pulls him in for a much longer, deeper kiss!]

[forgeabettertomorrow]

[Okay, that wasn't what he meant but...he'll just...ride this out.]

[patchricide]

[It does take a minute. Hope you didn't need to come up for air, Darin.]

[Eventually, she breaks the kiss with a soft pant.]

Well? How was that? If that didn't make you swoon, then you'll just have to wait for your hero's reward at home...