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 Posted: Sun Sep 29, 2013 5:36 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 30, 2013 4:59 pm
Company: Ian
Thoughts: Who would of thought?!
Location: Home
[Taliana Lance][Sonokinesis][Legacy Initiative]
Taliana walked briskly into the studio apartment, locking the door behind her, and made her way to her bed. Grabbing fresh towels on her way there; she laid them out on the bed before setting Ian on top of them. The blue eyed soul then headed to her bathroom to grab the first aid kit. Normally if she rescued someone she was familiar with she would quickly change out of her uniform to avoid blowing her secret. Unfortunately there was no time for that. Ian needed some attention now. Besides, she knew his secret, so it was only fair to let him know hers. "Don't you die on me bartender." Taliana hissed. She hadn't lost anyone yet, and today wasn't the day to start. Who else would make a bomb-a** cosmopolitan for her when she went to the bar? Taliana wet a warm cloth to place over his forehead. At this point all she could really do was get more fluids into his system to re-energize him. She got up once more to grab a glass of water and brought it over to him. "Try to drink, hm?" She spoke softly, her sultry voice wrapped with it's usual innocent sensuality.
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Posted: Mon Sep 30, 2013 5:23 pm
 Allies: The girl, he recognizes her voice and she knows who he is!? Enemies: None but that Sinestro Corps guy might come back around. Saving: No one, is actually being saved.
Hearing a door lock behind him, Ian groaned. The ring was sure taking its sweet time healing him, it was moments like this Ian wished that he had invested more time into learning about the Blue Lanterns and making friends with some of them. But he hadn't so he was stuck with what he had, his own ring, slowly helping him regenerate what physical injuries he had and whatever support the person whom had thrown him on this bed could provide. He thought to himself for a second, he wondered at whether or not dropping what little remained of his uniform would help speed up the ring's healing abilities. But then it would be revealed who was behind the Green Lantern mask, not that that mattered much anyway not only had the Human Sinestro Corps member found out Ian's identity but he'd also kept shouting it out during their encounter. The only way he could have made it any worse was by giving out his social security number...
Then the person tending him called him "bartender" and he knew that the jig was up, people seemed to already know that Ian Wickes, your unsuspecting bartender from the Ace O' Clubs was the Green Lantern. Allowing his Uniform to fade away, Ian lay in all his bartender get up, on the bed, bleeding and his shirt a mess from all the rips and stains. So, she knows me too, huh? Wow, so much for a secret identity but... Putting the cup to his lips with a slight tremble, Ian sipped at some water and rinsed it around his mouth. He could still taste the iron of his blood and swallowing felt his mouth empty a lot more than it should ave with just water.
"I... I know your voice..."
O.O.C
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Posted: Wed Oct 02, 2013 3:13 am
Company: Ian
Thoughts: The Bird is out of the bag...
Location: Home
[Taliana Lance][Sonokinesis][Legacy Initiative]
Taliana continued tending to the boy as he drank. She pulled out a first aid kit from under her bed to retrieve some thread and a needle. She put pressure on his wounded arm before sticking the needle through the gash. Taliana tried to quickly stitch it so that as much pain as possible could be avoided. The siren continued onto his other wounds as he began to pipe up. She slowed down her work on the stitches as she felt her stomach drop. Although there was no reason for her not to tell him the truth, there was also that part of her that didn't want to trust someone with confidential information. Some might find it selfish that she had learned of his identity and didn't give up her own. Ian recognized her distinctive voice so there was really no point in beating around the bush. The songbird began to sing the opening lines to My Funny Valentine. If he wasn't sure who she was before, he knew for certain now. Her unique jazz vocal was notorious in Metropolis. Taliana stopped singing to wipe the crescent moon around her left eye off and ruffled her her hair back into it's usual style. "I guess there isn't a reason to hide it from you anymore Ian." Taliana stated remorsefully. Either she had just opened up pandora's box or this was the beginning of a great partnership.
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Posted: Wed Oct 02, 2013 4:03 am
 With: Taliana Lance Ian lay still and quietly after he mentioned that he could recognize the girl's voice, if his vision would clear up and focus itself, he could probably recognize her face too. There didn't seem to be anything covering it from what he could see but with his eyes as they were right now, there was no telling what could happen. The ring glowed ever so slightly in the twilight as it got to work and Ian tried his best to 'will' himself to health. It probably wouldn't fix him up completely but even as Taliana Lance slipped the needle under his skin and pulled it tight with her thread; Ian just lay there quietly. He listened to her singing and smiled as she did so, for his suspicions were now confirmed: The girl who had saved him was indeed the blonde haired singer he'd been privy to for the last couple of months, it really was Taliana Lance.
And for some reason, he was okay with that, he didn't freak out or find it surprising; considering that he often thought she was something out of this world it wasn't entirely impossible she could be a Meta-Human superhero and with her cry, he could also hazard a guess she was something to do with the Black Canary. But all those questions, all those silly things could wait for now; Ian had to get better first. He had to get better and get back out there to stop that maniac before he did anything stupid...
That smile, Ian just kept seeing that same grotesque smile. He had to stop him, that's all Ian could keep thinking. Ian would have to overcome fear. But there was more to it than that, so much more, that man was more trained, wiser, more experienced, faster, stronger and Ian was, well, Ian and after the pounding he had just taken in public; he wasn't too afraid to admit that at the moment. Part of him still wanted to curl up in a ball and die about it, especially now that one of his friends not only knew he was a superhero but he was an incompetent one at that... "Taliana Lance, huh? Thanks." O.O.C
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Posted: Wed Oct 02, 2013 7:18 pm
 A L I S T A I R Z A K A R I U S ✄ "I want to hide the truth,
I want to shelter you,
But with the beast inside,
there's nowhere we can hide." It wasn't hard tracing after the duo's footsteps, especially with the tiny drops of blood leading straight to the female's door. But knowing they had secret identities to keep, the teen made sure to remove the last traces of the Lantern's DNA, before stopping on her doorstep. Of course, with the sight of this blood came certain... consequences. Striker had once again attempted to take control, but with the amount of blood being so small, Alistair was able to suppress him from appearing... this time.
Letting out a small sigh, the young man looked up at the door before him and stared at the apartment number on it. Alistair wanted to make sure the two were okay, but for some reason something was making him hesitant. Perhaps it was due in part to the fact that they seemed fairly well acquainted already and he didn't want to intrude on them with his sudden appearance. Still, the other part of him had to know. And so, finally making up his mind, Alistair slowly lifted a hand and knocked on the door.
ooc: hope you guys don't mind my appearance... "When you feel my heat,
look into my eyes,
Don't get too close,
it's dark inside.
It's where my demons hide."
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Posted: Sat Oct 05, 2013 12:02 pm
Company: Ian
Thoughts: Company?
Location: Home
[Taliana Lance][Sonokinesis][Legacy Initiative]
Taliana finished the rest of the stitching as quickly as possible to avoid hurting him more. To her surprise, he didn't flinch at all. "Maybe you didn't need the stitches, bartender." Taliana joked as she wiped the wounds once more with rubbing alcohol. He must have been so out of it that even the knowledge of who she was didn't seem all that shocking to him. Taliana stood and crossed her arms. "Oh don't act like you already knew." She sassed, a smirk forming across her lips as she walked over to her closet. The siren unzipped the back of her white catsuit and let it cascade to her ankles like a pile of snow. Taliana pulled out her sky blue night gown, which looked like more of a mini dress, and slipped into it. She wrapped her hair into a tight bun that let her bangs hang free. The singer darted her cerulean blue orbs over at the lantern and smirked deviously. "I hope you weren't peeking, dear." Although she was just teasing, the siren was more than fine with him doing so.
Looking at his cup of water emptying, Taliana went to grab the pitcher from the kitchen area. It was then that she heard the sound of footsteps at the door. The girl was curious as to who it was, especially at this late juncture? Had someone followed them home? Or was it one of her neighbors just passing by? No. The footsteps stopped right in front of her entrance. Her blue eyes cut like daggers over to Ian."You invite some friends over for tea?!" She hissed. It was almost as if she had invited trouble to her doorstep. The only thing that would make it worse would be for that yellow lantern to be the one at the door. He'd probably blow her face off for interrupting his battle with Ian. Taliana brought the pitcher over to Ian and set it on the night stand. "Stay here, and don't move. I'll handle it." Taliana waved her hand to tell him to stay put. She didn't want him to track blood anywhere from the those wounds re-opening. Plus his identity would be known to more than one if he made any commotion. Creeping towards the door, Taliana gently pressed her body against it and looked out the peep hole. It was the swordsman! Why was he here? Even creepier was the fact that he didn't knock yet. Taliana just sat there silently waiting for him to do something.
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Posted: Sat Oct 05, 2013 2:28 pm
With: Taliana Lance and whoever's behind the door. Ian couldn't help but smile at Taliana, she wasn't only patching him up and trying to make light of it but she was also beautiful and it was always hard to feel down when you had a beautiful girl apparently solely devoted to taking care of you. He groaned slightly as she rubbed some of his wounds with alcohol, it was odd, he hadn't felt the stitches at all but the burning stings of Taliana's dabs made his whole body seem to tense. "No, no I didn't" Ian replied, sitting up slightly "The only thing I ever knew Miss Lance was that you weren't ever destined to be normal." He tried to accompany the half baked chat up line with a smile but wooziness and the soreness of his ribs soon took over and he lay back down on the bed, lolling his head about so that he could get comfortable. It was hard to do so with his whole body feeling as though it may just fall apart but he kept on trying. It was whilst he was doing this, that his eyes skirted across Taliana's naked body and seemed glued to it as she put her night dress on. He blushed somewhat like a naive teenager, as the dazzling singer let the material kiss her smooth snow like skin, he was almost transfixed and trying his hardest to look away; Ian failed miserably and was caught for his trouble. She seemed to wink it off playfully but still somewhat embarrassed by the whole event; Ian tried his best to explain himself but to no avail: "I...I...I..." He stammered through nerves.
So much for willpower...
There was a knock at the door.
Concerned, Ian sat bolt upright, his body heaving and resisting at such a swift movement so soon after his make do and mend treatment. He pointed his ring towards the door, weary that if anyone did follow them; it could be the Yellow Lantern and Ian would once again be called into action, whether he was a state or not. The ring glowed in the twilight of the apartment, trying its best to heal Ian as best it could. Still somewhat hesitant as Taliana advanced towards the door, Ian shimmied his way towards the edge of the bed and placed his feet on the floor, staggering to his feet and hiding with his back against the wall so that whoever was at the door wouldn't see him as Taliana opened it...
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Posted: Sat Oct 05, 2013 9:24 pm
 Darius appeared only to see someone else at the door of the home where he suspected the Lantern to be. He knew if he just barged in he would be attacked as a villain, if he just appeared in costume in front of the door next to the kid with the giant sword he might just get cut. Who was he kidding, he's the fastest man alive, no one was fast enough to cut him on purpose. What was the kid doing here anyway, was he a villain. Darius just couldn't up and make assumptions. He decided it'd be best if he changed into his civies and just walked up to the door like a normal person, and that's just what he did as he removed his suit ad returned it to his ring. He walked up to the door next to the kid, also looking at the apartment number. So uh...come here often? Darius quipped as he awaited someone to answer the door he didn't know
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Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 5:21 am
Company: Ian and strangers...
Thoughts: Is this the new past time?
Location: Home
[Taliana Lance][Sonokinesis][Legacy Initiative]
Taliana opened the door as she heard yet another voice come onto the scene. "Oh great. As if one wasn't enough." She rolled her eyes as the door opened enough for her to lean on the entrance. She made sure that the two visitors would be unable to see her comrade sitting in the other room. Taliana stared at the swordsman and the friend he brought along. She had half a mind to just hypnotize them into leaving. "What do I owe the visit, hm? Is that a new thing; coming to stranger's homes?" Taliana hissed. She didn't have the energy to expend fighting them, so preferably they weren't here for a fight. The siren was out of her costume so there was no way for them to assume she was Nightingale. Plus no reason for her to just shout that out to the duo. Taliana tucked her bangs behind her ear as the strap of her night dress slipped down a little.
"Oops." She teased as she lifted the strap back onto her shoulder securely. "Maybe you two are fans?" She inquired playfully. The boy in casual clothing seemed familiar, so maybe he had heard her singing at the bar recently. Then again he seemed a little on the young side. All joking aside, Taliana was ready to throw down if needed. Or just shut the door and act like they were never there to begin with. 'Of course...and have the swordsman slice my door down. That would just be sublime...'
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Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 4:34 pm
A L I S T A I R Z A K A R I U S ✄ "I want to hide the truth,
I want to shelter you,
But with the beast inside,
there's nowhere we can hide." Alistair jumped at the newcomer's sudden appearance and quickly turned his head to look at him. "Wah- Who-?" he spoke, but before he could get any kind of answer from the male, the woman from earlier had opened the door and wasn't exactly dressed... appropriately. At the sight of her appearance, Alistair couldn't help but blush and quickly turned his head again as an attempt to keep himself from passing out. She couldn't have chosen something else to wear?
'Oh... this woman is hot. Let me take over Al, I want a taste of her.' Striker cooed, wanting to touch this woman all over. Of course, Alistair mentally shook his head in response, before being brought back to reality. "W-well, I was just wondering i-if your friend was alright..." the teen replied, stuttering as he spoke with cheeks becoming all the more red. He was beginning to think it was a bad decision on his part for coming here...
ooc: sorry for the shortness. "When you feel my heat,
look into my eyes,
Don't get too close,
it's dark inside.
It's where my demons hide."
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Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2013 5:21 pm
Darius smiled at the young boy as he turned his way, shocked at his sudden appearance. The boy began stammering trying to respond as Darius heard the clicking of the lock and the turning of the knob he immediately brought his attention to the person who would open the door. She was blonde blue eyed and gorgeous....and reminded him so much of the Black Canary from Void Earth. He looked at her his eyes drinking in her radiance, as he for the first time, had to think about what to say. She had asked if they were fans, and that would start him off. "Not yet but I could be. Haha! Alright I'm not the kinda guy who likes to beat around the bush but we both know, we're not here as fans of whatever it is you do. You have someone I need to talk to in your home, and before you do anything brash, please note...I am a Flash."
With that said Darius was already inside, moving past her with his extreme speed and reflexes. He had noticed her little slip of the night dress but it hadn't bothered him. Ever since Ashley's death no woman had truly appealed to him, so it was easy for him to ignore seduction tactics. He looked over at the young man on the couch. "Yes, I know it was rude of me to just barge in like that but bro, now is not the time. I need to know if you know who Hal Jordan is and where I can find him, he's my uncle, and he might just have the answer to all my questions." He would say quickly but slow enough for the immediate presence to understand.
This was his last bet, if Uncle Hal was alive maybe he could return him home, and make whatever this was just end, and Darius could go back to living a normal life, where he could leave the responsibility of the Flash to his Dad, he had not a single care about any of the people on this Earth aside from his Grandma, and for now that's how it would stay he looked Ian in the eyes his lightning blue eyes piercing and electrifying as though trying to shock the answer out of him. It was evident that he was desperate.
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Posted: Mon Oct 07, 2013 6:03 am
With: Talian Lance, A Flash and a Swordsman. Ian tried his best to remain calm as Taliana answered the door and he remained out of sight, his bruised back lent against the door and stinging as the welts made contact with the cold surface of the wall. Ian had to resist making a sound because if he did, they'd all know he was here and the last thing he wanted was everyone in the world to know he was the Green Lantern. His worst enemy already knew and a pretty girl did too; having some random people knocking at the door know too would hammer he final nail into the coffin of his failure. Because let's face it, what kind of Super-Hero can't even mask their secret identity properly?
Hearing the two voice at the door set Ian somewhat at ease, if he was so easily followed, then it could have been the Yellow Lantern at the door ready to throw down once again after becoming impatient and realizing that Ian was never going to really reach his full potential. But still it was two males and in Suicide Slums, a pretty girl was in danger. Looking down towards the emerald ring on his finger; Ian debated whether or not it would be worth going Green Lantern in his current state and at the rings currently depleted power level. It was currently focused on healing Ian's wounds and making him combat ready again, taking focus away from that and suiting up would not only prolong his recovery but also drain the ring's power faster. It was a tough decision but as he went to suit up, he looked up to see someone standing there and just looking at him.
The stranger had asked about Hal Jordan, the previous owner of Ian's ring, but Ian knew the sad truth and if he was the guy's uncle Ian wasn't one-hundred percent comfortable with being the one to break the bad news to him but his ring seemed to come to life. It glowed brightly and chirped up: "Spacio-Temporal anomaly detected. Scanning." The ring, swept over the boy once with its light and with a beep concluded. "Speed Force Conduit, Darius Allen, Earth Prime resident, escaped the Crisis of Infinite Earths and therefore Earth Prime's destruction by travelling to Void Earth dimension. Darius is now displaced and will be unable to escape ever due to spacial temporal universal laws." Ian looked down at the ring and then at the stranger. Universal Laws, that's the first time I've heard of this...
Knowing Darius would probably be upset, Ian stepped off the wall and sighed, he showed the boy his ring and shook his head. If Ian was wearing Hal's ring that meant but one thing; that Hal Jordan was dead and gone. No force in the Universe would have forced the ring on Ian's finger unless that was the case and now the poor kid would know that not only his Uncle was gone but everything he knew was gone too... "I'm really sorry..." O.O.C
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Posted: Mon Oct 07, 2013 5:22 pm
Company: Ian, the Legacy of Flash, Swordsman.
Thoughts: Of course you can come in! Should I blow my rape whistle while your at it?!
Location: Home
[Taliana Lance][Sonokinesis][Legacy Initiative]
Taliana smirked as the boy stammered over his words. Boys were so easy to get a rise out of. Such nervous creatures. Place a beautiful distraction in front of them and they would forget who they were for a few seconds. "I'm not sure who your tal~" Taliana stopped as the newcomer piped up. She resisted the urge to strike him across his face as he insulted her. "Funny. Last time I checked I could dress however I please in my own home." It baffled Taliana how these two seemed to have forgotten that they were at her house in the wee hours of the night. The fact that he even suggested that she was a prostitute was enough to make her just lose it. 'Singing is an art...not the provocative kind either.' Taliana thought to herself. Before she had time to fully digest the boy's words he darted into her house, threatening to knock her over as he did.
"Give me one reason why I shouldn't call the police?" Taliana snapped.There was no point in keeping up her ruse. The two strangers made it known that they weren't leaving until they got what they want. Taliana waved her hand for the swordsman to come in if he wanted. The songstress looked at the heartbroken legacy of the Flash and sat down at her counter. She was tempted to say something smart a** about the boy learning of the fate of his Uncle, but decided against being a total b***h. Then again she had every right to. Taliana sighed to herself as Ian seemed to be more sympathetic to the boy due to his inheritance of the Green Lantern title. Taliana had been so enraptured in her agitation that she hadn't realized that Ian was standing. He was determined to make her clean a up mess. The siren moved over to him and threw his arm over her shoulder. "Take it easy tiger." She commented as she put him in a sitting position on the bed.
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Posted: Mon Oct 07, 2013 8:00 pm
Darius's expression was monotone as the ring of this Green Lantern went off, scanning him and letting his whole identity and abilities be known, but not before calling him a Spacio-Temporal anomaly. He looked at the brown haired male, his face still monotone after the ring spoke, as he got off the wall and showed him his ring. Darius's expression didn't change as he noticed the ring....it was Hal's, and that only meant one thing. Everything he'd known or loved was gone...so why was it that he still remembered it. As he thought on it his body just sat down his face monotone still as he stared off at the wall unsure of what to say. Then he felt a sharp spark in his mind as some images appeared showing him the events of what occurred and how his uncle died. Darius gripped his head for a few moments as the memories passed, and then he himself lay there unconscious. This world Void Earth, was his world.....He was now the Flash of Void Earth forever because of him being a Speed Force Conduit it seemed each Universe needed one from what the images in his mind told him, and since he was also like Barry and could create Speed Force....he was just the Speedster.
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