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| Typhoid Mary | Jan 8 2017, 09:42 PM Post #1 |
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It had taken time, time to struggle to put the pieces of her mind back together, in the aftermath of her transformation. Just one look was all it took to send Mary screaming, and set Typhoid to laughing. She appreciated their new body. It was stronger, tougher, she could fly! So it came with scaly skin and horns and her feet...could she even still call them feet? It was more like something from a bird, like a hawk or eagle. And the claws on her fingers and what passed for toes...she felt deadly and powerful. Now that she had her head back in the game, no more dumpster diving for her. She had taken to stalking her prey, tailing them from the rooftops, her vision abnormally sharp and clear, even at night now. She still had an eye for flashy things, for shiny, pretty things. Jewelry. Clothing. Even hair. And she had spotted a delightful blonde, who was window shopping or killing time downtown. Tall, slender, long blonde hair...good taste in clothes too. Typhoid had followed her for half the day, flying building to building, climbing up and down with her claws, peering down from the rooftops. Waiting for that moment to strike...! And then, luck turned out to be on her side. A long, dark alley, and the blonde's route looked to be carrying her right by it. She scrambled over several more roofs, and silently glided down to the ground. The mottled brown or her skin didn't make her invisible but it did break up her outline against the brick and stone. And she crept close to the street, waiting until her target had come close enough to grab. Striking unseen from the shadows, Typhoid's grip was like iron around the blonde's arm, but she was spirited. Despite the element of surprise and Typhoid's new strength, she still resisted. Even so, it took only a moment for her to exert her will and telepathically force her to submit. +Sleep+. Only the barest moment passed and she went limp, and Typhoid made sure to catch her. Gathering her up in her arms, like a bride being carried over the threshold, she took off, flying back to the lair she had found. |
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| Sacrilege | Jan 9 2017, 12:28 AM Post #2 |
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The events that preceded waking up were really unusual, she could swear looking up she was being attacked by some kind of mythical creature. Having no time to grab her gun she was trying to use her close combat skills, but then she blacked out after hearing something in her head. Rolling off of the bed and landing softly she looked around, and getting her bearings she noticed some chinese take out with a drink nearby. Her first thought was not food, though as she checked she found her phone missing as well as anything that she could be tracked by. Of course she had no idea where she was until she thought back to old files she had read, and this place reminded her of something from one file but she could not place it. Finally checking the door she found it was firmly locked and very sturdy, there was no way to get out and while there was power she was quite bothered by this. She had to gather her wits and come up with a plan, still her stomach growled and she decided to at least deal with that as she started to eat. Tracing through what she could remember for her enemies, this was not the way her father operated as he was trying to kill her until the kid got shot. Maybe it had to do with that whole artifact case, but then anyone involved was being treated for help or locked away. This did not fit anything she could remember, though it seemed her kidnapper was trying to grab her firmly without hurting her. "I don't know who you are, but your making a huge mistake. They find out I am missing you know they will try to find me, under the authority of SHIELD you are hereby legally obligated to release me and turn yourself in." Her words came with her authority as she realized she did not have her badge, they probably knew that she was with SHIELD and it did not matter. She clearly was alone in this, no way to get help except her own power. If they ended up cracking open that black box in her mind, then there would be hell to pay if the villainous nature took control. Her only defensive measure, but how could she defend against a potential psychic. Slamming a foot against the door to make a noise to get attention of whoever was here, she was already charging up an ectoplasm shot to distract them the moment they showed up in her sight. If she could get out she would, but if there was more than one person involved she would have to be more strategic in how she did it. |
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| Typhoid Mary | Jan 11 2017, 08:30 PM Post #3 |
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It had been a slight disappointment that her hearing hadn't been enhanced along with her vision, but Typhoid knew when her captive awoke. Her telepathy was low order, but it was more than sufficient to simply detect the minds of others. They had to be intelligent, or reasonably so; she could detect dogs, but not cats this way, and nothing smaller like birds or rats. She looked at the blonde via the camera that was in her 'quarters', which didn't quite capture the whole room but got enough of it. The smile that had been on her face vanished when the subject of SHIELD came up, though. That was probably more attention than she was looking for...but Typhoid had been with SHIELD herself. She wasn't afraid of them. So she had grabbed some random analyst or rank-and-file agent. She was fairly sure that they weren't going to find either of them anytime soon. She decided it was time to make introductions. She readied herself, in case her captive tried anything, and then opened the door, grinning at her, baring the fangs that had replaced her previously perfect smile. "Hello, pretty pretty." She let the door stay open all the way, both letting the blonde get a good look at her abductor and daring her to try something. "Threats aren't a good way to start our friendship, even if you are an agent of SHIELD. You aren't going anywhere, and I'm not about to give you up the second I've got you." She exerted her will, but not telepathically. Typhoid had been one of the Kingpin's bodyguards and enforcers for a long time, and her new, seemingly demonic appearance only played into the look she directed. "Do you want to try and escape? You can walk right out that door, that one over there. You just have to get past me first. But if you're bad, pretty pretty, you won't get a bucket. And Szechaun without a place to go...that's a little messy, don't you think?" She took a few steps towards her. "If you're good, though, you we can friends, pretty pretty." Typhoid reached out with a claw and lightly traced it down the blonde's face, raising a thin red welt. "Tell me you're name, pretty, and I'll tell you mine." |
![]() “Why should I apologize for the monster I’ve become? No one ever apologized for making me this way.” Mary's voice is purple, Typhoid's voice is orchid and Bloody Mary's voice is red. +Denotes telepathic sendings/commands.+ | |
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| Sacrilege | Jan 17 2017, 03:19 AM Post #4 |
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Well her hostess had made herself known, and man was she not the kind anyone would warm up to fast. Well in this day and age she was used to getting a lot of trouble come her way, then again she was not so sure if she should let this get out of hand quickly. Training was all she could fall back on now, and sometimes an opening had to present itself. Nothing good would come from rushing a situation, hopefully they would be looking for her though likely her phone was in evidence as she had dropped it. "A name? I guess I can at least be civil, most people kidnappers don't leave chinese take out from their favorite place. Caitlyn Paige Wright, SID division. I can appreciate the look, it coming right out of horror movies. Still a harpy anywhere stands out a bit too much, coulda been more inconspicuous." Came her response as she was not really being judgmental, this was more factual and to the point. If the purifiers ever came to NYC she would stand out like a sore thumb, probably have a bullseye on her head right quick. However she was out of harms way from one problem only to seem like she was now in the clutches of someone who wanted her like a collection item. "I think I saw this place in an old file, some creepazoid with powers named The Vulture. You know him? I heard he had a penchant for tangling with a certain web slinger." She closed off with and then waited for a response, she was gonna play it cool until she had a plan which did not involved opening that box as the demons of her past were only too keen on coming out and staying out for good. That would get her killed, and likely cause many others to suffer the kind of pain that made death seem like a mercy. |
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[align=left]MAND - Shadow Viper "Víbora Sombra is who I am, a viper in the shadows waiting to strike should there be profit in the deed." Chrysalis"I am Chrysalis, a human being reforged who has found their purpose." Widow"We are Widow, we are justice and united in cause and focus. We do not kill, but we will not hold back if we must..." [/align] [align=center] ![]() Signature made by DAnn[/align] [align=right]XAND - Sacrilege "My past may have been filled with hate, but my future is filled with hope..." Flay "You are either a hunter or the prey, and only the worthy may be considered for either honor. You are not worthy..." Amp "If your music lacks heart, then find yourself. If you lack the heart, then find your music. Everything has it's rhythym, as does everyone."[/align] | |
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| Typhoid Mary | Mar 5 2017, 05:29 PM Post #5 |
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"Caitlin? That's a pretty name." The way she said it made it sound as though she was trying it out. "And one of the ghosthunters. Tell me, is Flutter still 'in charge' over there?" Knowledge was power, and Mary was demonstrating her power as she spoke so familiarly about Flutter and the inner workings of SHIELD. She stuck her tongue out, very snake like, as she tasted the air and took in Caitlin's scent. "You smell really nice." Typhoid gestured at herself. "You mean all this? I had this done to me. I used to look, well, a great deal like you." She casually ran her hand down Caitlin's shoulder and arm, possessively leaving it on the other woman's hip. "Tall, slender, blonde. Maybe a bit more than you up top," she looked at Caitlin's bust, "but all in all, you come pretty close. Even the right eye color. And that's just a bonus!" She grinned wickedly, showing her teeth, which gleamed brightly against her mottled skin tones. "The Harpy? I like that. That's what you can call me. unless you want to be friends. In that case, you can call me Mary." Going to a less threatening, more coy tone, she went on. "Things will be easier for you if you wanna be friends. Because if you weren't my friend, I'd have to hurt you." A laugh was all the name of the Vulture produced. "That deluded old fool? Please. He was a better john than he was a supervillain. Still, this little hideout had all the amenities one looks for these days. Satellite, internet, hard to trade the power and water in a building this size. Privacy. Your SHIELD friends aren't going to find you. Not any time soon." Typhoid caressed Caitlin's face, very carefully, taking pains not to mar it. "So what's it going to be, Caitlin? Friends?" |
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| Sacrilege | Apr 2 2017, 01:05 PM Post #6 |
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She noticed the signals being sent by the touches and caresses, and well this was certainly interesting. She did not want to offend her hostess, but she wondered what her intention was besides friends. "Friends huh? Well kidnapping friends is not the best way, but then again too many jerks out there who would just use you. I guess I am good looking, just few can get past that creepy vibe I give off." She replied and figured she might as well do what she could to get by in this situation, until she could figure out a solution. Maybe she could get out of just one room, that would be a good start because this seemed like a pretty nice place. However she had to keep everything in check, but then however Mary had subdued her obviously was mental or some kind of gas as there was no physical damage. "I guess so, and yeah I heard he was rather unimpressive and easily beaten. I think he's got a nice comfy cell now, and yeah she's still in charge. I work with her a lot on jobs, Friends help each other, maybe later you'll find out what I mean Mary." After that she cursed under her breath, the box had cracked open a tiny bit for a second and that devilish tone had shown in that last line. Not now or ever did she need Mary knowing what demons lay beneath, that could become very very dangerous for everyone. Instead she continued listening to her new friend who seemed interested in her, and the way she held her obviously possessive. This could lead to the perfect trap, since her failed attempt to nail her old man previously through official channels. "First off care to show me around? Also a shower would be nice, just no peeking please." She finished off with, something about Mary and her knowledge spoke to her having inside knowledge. Once she got away from here she would have to look up for anyone by that name, and the idea of not being her friend and having to hurt her was not in her game plan for escape. She'd played nice with enough villainous sorts before, and her past gave her the perfect play book to use here. Time was her only necessity now, and knowing the place inside and as much of the outside as she could. |
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[align=left]MAND - Shadow Viper "Víbora Sombra is who I am, a viper in the shadows waiting to strike should there be profit in the deed." Chrysalis"I am Chrysalis, a human being reforged who has found their purpose." Widow"We are Widow, we are justice and united in cause and focus. We do not kill, but we will not hold back if we must..." [/align] [align=center] ![]() Signature made by DAnn[/align] [align=right]XAND - Sacrilege "My past may have been filled with hate, but my future is filled with hope..." Flay "You are either a hunter or the prey, and only the worthy may be considered for either honor. You are not worthy..." Amp "If your music lacks heart, then find yourself. If you lack the heart, then find your music. Everything has it's rhythym, as does everyone."[/align] | |
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| Typhoid Mary | Apr 3 2017, 09:21 PM Post #7 |
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"Friends!" She wrapped her arms and wings around Caitlin, hugging her tightly, letting it linger a few seconds too long to see her response, before she let go. The kidnapping comment rankled a little, but she did her best to play it off. "Well lots of friends start off a little bit rocky. I mean, look at any sitcom or romcom." Maybe not the best examples, as they were a bit leading, especially the romcom, giving another indication of what Mary was interested in having with her captive. "I'm amazed he ever stood up against Spider-man for more than 30 seconds. An old man in a bird suit...you'd think he'd have learned from Owlsley that's a lame schtick for a crime boss. And the Owl actually had some powers, even if they were pretty shitty. Do you like Liz? She's pretty. I'm surprised she's managed to keep on her toes with Ed and his shenanigans." She had almost said 'stay on top of' but she knew that Liz had pretty much wanted exactly that; maybe one of the reasons the two women had never really gotten along well. The way she said that friends helped each other, that got Typhoid's attention. Maybe she had picked the right one, she seemed to be flirting with her. "Oh, I'd like to find out." She considered Caitlin's request, that Mary show her around. And she was definitely flirting, with the 'no peeking' comment about a shower. "Well, how do I know you won't try to escape if I'm not watching you? But I'll give you the grand tour." Feeling slightly girlish, she took Caitlin's hand in her own, leading her out of her quarters/prison. Her grip was strong, although it was to keep her from escaping rather than hurt her or crush her hand. "Can't have you running around loose. Not yet. Not til we're better friends." She resisted the urge to show Caitlin her own room. The Vulture had been rich but possessed no taste, as demonstrated by the large bed with silk sheets and a mirror on the ceiling. She wasn't sure that Caitlin was ready to be such good friends just yet. Instead she showed her what looked like a lab, where the Vulture had worked on equipment. She had liked it because of the skylight, easily accessible for her now. "Kitchen's over there. Do you know how to cook? I can't. At least not too well. My room, and the shower, are that door." She still hadn't made up her mind on the shower. |
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| Sacrilege | Apr 3 2017, 10:29 PM Post #8 |
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Well at least she was making the right kind of headway in this, now she had to keep her moves in order, though how many more times would that door crack open. It was like the numbing feeling that was comfortable back then, maybe if she could learn about her new friend she might find common ground and a way to get free. "Not that I watch many of those, A few maybe but their hit and miss. Liza and the others are like family to me, she's taught me so much and I cannot thank her enough. She keeps him in line, busy in the field and the hard cases." Was her reply to the initial bit, someone holding her like this was not something she was used to. Sometimes people found her creepy, other times they found her fine. Though she'd really still been alone despite finding family, tentatively hugging back she hoped that they would notice she was gone and be looking for her soon. "Same goes for half the people he tangled with, many of them didn't seem to be able to compare to him, Died a pitiful death as well, as standard field training I've studied many of the villians that have come and gone." She hoped that she could place Mary in the files she'd read, after all not many ever left SHIELD and got away with it. Once you were in, it was always with you due to the sensitive nature of the work. Giggling a little at her reply to the comment about friends she knew full well that Mary would have to figure her out before that happened, if anything this was like the monster capturing the monster in disguise. Following Mary she looked at the rather impressive lab, well the old man had enough money to furnish and build quite a grand place. If she ever had to run this might have been a good hiding spot, funny how old files from archives could provide such interesting places that seemed forgotten. The laughing from a corner of her mind cause her to pause, before she could answer the question on cooking. Shaking her head clear for a second, she closed her eyes and repeated the mantra Ed had taught her which helped ease that sense of encroaching dread from within her darkest corner. "I've been on my own since fourteen, had to cook for the old gang at times. Yeah I can cook, how is it you have come to handle the lonely silence here. It would break most, I know that too well." Not that she was shy about her body, just she felt it was a little troublesome to have someone so new see her in her most private moment. If she was going to run where would she go, this place was probably secured and escape would not be possible unless she could find a way to bypass the security and get any necessary codes. Tradecraft was not still a great skill for her, but she was learning and whatever tools at hand she had to use. Still she understood what being alone was like, maybe part of her did not hate Mary for this as mary seemed fine with the unease many felt around her. "Ed's gonna be the most pissed, Liz may not be able to hold him back." |
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| Typhoid Mary | Apr 8 2017, 10:19 PM Post #9 |
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"Like family,", Typhoid mused aloud, carefully running a clawed finger down Caitlin's hair. "On the hard cases? He is a hardcase." Back to her earlier comment, Mary continued. "Its good to be a part of the family, isn't it? A place to belong, a home...someone to miss you when you're gone. To be concerned if you disappeared..." Was it a threat, or an old grudge, or maybe longing for that feeling? Maybe all three at once? Her voice made it virtually impossible to tell, her face, in a constant state of amused contempt, making it no easier. "Ooooh you looked at the files? Who's your favorite? I like Moonstone. She's so sexy and powerful and seems aright proper b****. And have you seen her hair? Its to die for." It wouldn't be right to call it a crush, because crushes were trivial and what Mary felt for Moonstone wasn't trivial in the slightest. She really did consider her both powerful and attractive, but it was her psychiatric training and manipulative b****iness that really excited her. Typhoid somewhat even aspired to that... She noted the other woman's giggle and chalked it up to nerves or excitement. Supernatural division was frequently in the field but dealt with a different type of threat than the one posed by Typhoid; one didn't worry too much about being kidnapped by ghosts, after all. The way she closed her eyes and then seemed to shake off the giggles made Typhoid wonder just who had taught her that. Even though she already knew. She smiled, showing all her sharp, pointed teeth, a disconcerting image, like seeing a sharks bare it teeth. "I know that little trick. So you work closely with Ed? Are you his partner?" The first question was innocent, but the second wasn't. This time, there was a definite edge to Mary's voice, a promise of violence if she didn't like the answer. "Pretty, insightful, and you can cook? I think I might be keeping you all for myself." Lightly, she pulled on Caitlin's hand, until the other woman was once again standing in front of her. "It is quiet. I don't like the quiet." She looked very directly into Caitlin's eyes. "Or being alone." She hooked her claw in Caitlin's shirt, slowly pulling down from the collar, letting her talon split the thin material. She stopped when her captive mentioned Ed and Liz again. "You leave those two to me, sweetness. You're mine now, not theirs anymore." Claw still hooked in her shirt, she led Caitlin into the bedroom. "Shower's right there. Door stays open. There's no windows or other doors or vents you can escape from. I'll be right here, so if you need anything," Mary deliberately invaded Caitlin's space again, "anything, you just say so." She released her grip on Caitlin and sat on the bed, spreading her wings as though she was stretching them. |
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| Sacrilege | Apr 9 2017, 11:08 AM Post #10 |
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She answered the more pressing issues first, like the ones that would get the talon away from ruining more of her clothing. This had been an interesting event so far, but one that she honestly did not expect to seem so peaceful as it were. "He saved me from becoming a danger to even myself, the man is the closest thing i have to a proper father. Liz I consider a sister, though saving me from what is an entirely different matter." The fact that she seemed to indicate she was hers now made it seem like this was a whole different matter, and even so she would get out and back into the world. People like this always had a trigger or key, a way to get them to drop their guard and create an opening. Nothing was ever perfect, be it a place or a person. "Well he might be, but he also seems to have a soft spot for the lost causes. If only you knew my actual family, then you'd understand why I said that." She gave an answer which could be taken any way, but then again Mary did not know her real name as well as who her actual family was. "Black Cat, something about the way she moved and fought has it's own mystique and allure. She was also quite beautiful, in her own right." She spoke as she began to take a shower over the water, at least this did not have the makings of a bad horror movie where she had no idea who was watching. Once done she stepped out of the shower area dressed with a draping down around her hair, and once it was dried she placed it on a rack. Looking at Mary after cleaning her ears out, she seemed a little more awake now. Staring at her she wondered if Mary would catch on about her, and that she had been when Mary was too busy talking looking her up and down. She had not been shy about the door being open either, then again someone who lived isolated she could understand how they felt entirely. "You know when it gets too quiet, be careful of what comes next. Horror movie logic, things getting too quiet can never be anything good. I take it by the way you know about the SID as well as Liz and Ed your ex SHIELD, I am guess former field agent or formerly of the SID." She was now going to take a shot in the dark here, but the line about things going quiet and never being good in relation to horror movies there was a different look on her face. For a split second the calm kindness was replaced with an cold and sinister smile as well as look in her eyes, then it was back to her usual self with the next line trying to guess Mary's ties to her mentor and chosen family. Something was trying to slip out in order to get the upper hand in an escape, though she had pushed it back inside yet again. |
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| Typhoid Mary | Apr 13 2017, 10:24 PM Post #11 |
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"Like a father? Oh. You're his new protege. Gotcha. He stills likes them pretty, even if nothing's going on. Like him and Liz, even when she was trying her damnedest to spread her legs for him." She ran her hand over Caitlin's now somewhat more bare shoulder and collarbone. "Did you know that about your 'sister' and your 'father' figure? Your boss has been trying to boink his brains out for years. One big happy family," she grinned toothily at her captive. "Oh, I know all about his 'soft spot'. You're not the only puppy he ever brought home from the pound, sweetness. Even if things were a bit more personal between us." She restrained herself from just shredding what Caitlin was wearing when she mentioned her family. "Daddy issues, huh? You don't look much like a stripper, but I guess I could be wrong this time." Mary resisted the urge to lean back, so she could see into the bathroom, to get a better look at her new toy. That would come soon enough, and she could exercise a little patience. Her playmate wasn't going anywhere. "Black Cat, huh? She does look so tasty in vinyl and leather..." She hadn't ever had her path cross with the Cat's, not yet, although she knew the other woman had worked or been coerced into working for Fisk, at some point. When Caitlin emerged, clad only in a towel, Mary smiled again. "My claws seem to have done a number on the clothes you were wearing." She held them up, large holes present and sections sliced open. She nodded at the closet at the foot of the bed. "There's things in there. My old things. I can't wear a lot of them anymore. The wings kinda get in the way. Never thought I'd be wearing so many tube tops." She made no move to leave the room, and pointed at the bathroom, which swung closed, as though of its own accord. She wasn't terribly taken aback by the other blonde's deductions. SHIELD didn't employ stupid, even if Ed was still there. "Very good. Ex-SHIELD. In a very permanent way, even if it didn't really take. Let's just say my resignation was accepted. NNot in the SID though. Ghost hunting isn't really my thing. Not enough action." She considered the weird things her new plaything had said about horror films. "Bad things happen in the quiet? That maybe doesn't work out so well in your favor." She stood up, and caused Caitlin to back up, invading her space again. "Bad things happen to bad girls, after all. Horror movie logic. And you don't really look all that much like a good girl. But I could be wrong. Are you a good girl, Caitlin?" Typhoid had one arm leaning against the wall, a physical barrier, the corner making another, and her own body the third, boxing in her prey. |
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| Sacrilege | Apr 14 2017, 06:02 PM Post #12 |
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This was not new to her, she was used to it because it seemed like it was never going to stop as a cycle. This was one of the most screwed up links she was a part of, at least for a while. She'd been in a gang, and then a mutant criminal who had done terrible things. She was good by no means, in fact she never saw herself as truly good in any light. Her past always left a dark shadow, but then she knew that and she could live with it even if it bit her in the ass one day. "You've got that bit wrong, I actually before SHIELD was a personal assistant to a gallery owner in San Francisco, before that in a gang as I've been on my own since I was fourteen. I had the chance to live my life, and I've been to some very dark and hellish places." She realized her clothing had been damaged, but shirts were replaceable as was clothing. Her pants were fine as was her other clothing, but she was at least decent enough under the towel. "Really now? Thanks as well, that shirt was just something I picked up cheap anyways. Something for work, I am also in training for general field work. It pays to have versatility, and I had a feeling it was something like that given your knowledge." She then realized she was trapped and her comment illicited the kind of answer that she had hoped for, then again if there was any kind of shade in communications it might actually be a good thing. So what if Mary looked like a monster from legend, she intrigued her and she was curious as to what exactly was going on here. If she had been kidnapped for companionship, why didn't she even try to make contact before and just ask her on a date in secret. "How it works out, depends on how things go. People like you and me have a special place in hell, because neither of us are good people. I can be good if you treat me good, but if you find that hellish corner of my soul it depends on what you define as good." She teased at the idea that she harbored something that could be terrible, but then again she had to figure out how much Mary could figure out on her own. The head games were really going be the fun part, because that part of her that resided in the box wanted to use this to their advantage. To finish something that she could never finish any other way, and walk away smelling like roses and playing off as completely innocent. The blood would be on the hands of another, and she would truly appreciate such loyalty if that ever showed and had any real control. Moving her head around she gave Mary a mysterious kiss on the cheek then whispered into her ear, something else that would get her going. "He can't hold the storm back forever, lost causes will always be lost causes even when they find their true hearts." She smiled and gave Mary a sideways look that seemed she liked what she saw, but then again SHIELD did not hire stupid and she was holding a towel in place with one arm while the other hung by her side. This would be the most interesting game of mental cat and mouse, because in her head she also considered the idea of testing the waters here even if she made her moves in planned and slow advances. |
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[align=left]MAND - Shadow Viper "Víbora Sombra is who I am, a viper in the shadows waiting to strike should there be profit in the deed." Chrysalis"I am Chrysalis, a human being reforged who has found their purpose." Widow"We are Widow, we are justice and united in cause and focus. We do not kill, but we will not hold back if we must..." [/align] [align=center] ![]() Signature made by DAnn[/align] [align=right]XAND - Sacrilege "My past may have been filled with hate, but my future is filled with hope..." Flay "You are either a hunter or the prey, and only the worthy may be considered for either honor. You are not worthy..." Amp "If your music lacks heart, then find yourself. If you lack the heart, then find your music. Everything has it's rhythym, as does everyone."[/align] | |
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| Typhoid Mary | Apr 16 2017, 02:25 PM Post #13 |
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Mary looked unimpressed with her confession. "So you were some artsy fartsy pseudo-intellectual's errand girl? That just shows why you ended up in SHIELD. I bet you're good at following orders. At taking direction. You said you were the cook for your gang. Probably the gang's bicycle too, everyone had a ride." She understood it was extremely hypocritical of her, who had been a streetwalker and escort at various points, and no stranger to the casting couch, to call Caitlin out for being young and stupid and taken advantage of by her gang. But Caitlin didn't need to know that. She looked directly into her eyes, smirking. "Dark and hellish? Tell me all about it." Typhoid had been up and down that road before herself, plenty of times, and was eager to see what Caitlin had been through. "Really? It looked cute on you. Not that I mind the freshly showered, wearing just a towel look on you either." She carefully stroked her claws through her wet hair. "Versatility, huh? I just bet you are. You'll like it in the field, maybe. Depends on how expendable they consider you. Even with my powers, my...past was problematic. Very high expendability for Mary. You wanna be in the field? Oh, the things I can show you. Since we're friends and all." Quid pro quo? "Well, if we're going to Hell, and that's settled, we might as well have a good time getting there." She glanced at the bed, then back at Caitlin. "Oh, you want me to unleash your dark side, Creampuff? Maybe I treat you good, so that you will be bad. Or maybe you need someone to take your firmly in hand. Someone to control you. That way, its not really you being bad. You're still a 'good girl' then." She did manage to surprise Mary when she kissed her, just a quick peck on the cheek, and whispering into her ear. She pulled away as she realized exactly what had been said. "But he likes to think that he can. I never saw a martyr complex so clearly as his." No doubt who they were talking about. "Are you a lost cause, Caitlin? I can't save you. I can't even save me. But I wanna get lost with you. Past the point where they even try to save us." Mary stood back, trying to regain control of herself, before she did something she regretted. "Get dressed." The attraction was obvious in her voice. "I wanna see you in something nice." She moved aside, to let Caitlin get to the closet, and grabbed the towel. "You don't need to wear that. I wanna see you." |
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| Sacrilege | Apr 16 2017, 08:38 PM Post #14 |
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That was the wrong assumption all around, not that she was annoyed by it as many might get that idea knowing how people were. She hated that one job anyways, not enough time for herself and she never got out to clubs or had any fun like normal people did. "Not really on the second part, more like we watched each others backs and did what we had to in order to make a living. Only a couple of other girls, and maybe we kissed a few times but nothing came of it. Other than that the guys knew where I stood on them, they got the friend zone. That job was for survival, after most everyone got arrested i had to do something to get by." Yeah she had to out and say it, then again the fact she was not really worried about losing the towel might have said a lot. Still she was far from being anything like Mary's past, in fact she'd probably spent more time alone since she was on her own. That was all true about the field work, though she was sure she did not need to say anything for mary to get the idea that she understood. Then again she probably had her figured out already, after all despite the fact she had been kidnapped she was occasionally flirting and throwing out hints. "Well if I was not an agent, I would be in the raft. Can't perfect your powers without breaking a few spirits, i had several years to do that with." She said with a dark smile, and revealed that she had a hand charged with a shot before dismissing the charge of ectoplasm. "The death of the mind and the soul is far worse than death itself, living until your body gives out like a vegetable on support and drooling." Hopefully Mary would figure that out and actually look up her past, she was over that part and had made peace with it so it was not worth really mentioning to her. So it came to this, she was here and dealing with her life and how to get back to where she belonged. Still the tangible part of her brain made her think something else, what if she could escape and turn this to both their advantage. Even a reformed villian would have some sympathy for one who was all alone, they both understood the strain it brought with it. "If I am then I have not admitted it to myself, but then again sometimes in this line of work one has to be flexible and think outside the lines. Maybe i just need someone who understands me, and knows what i truly want." She replied with before she finally got to be able to figure something out, not at all bothered by being watched she finally picked out a nice blue dress with some matching shoes and clothing that would fit her and not show. The last part was doing her hair up, making it look nice and not like she had just stepped out of the shower. |
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[align=left]MAND - Shadow Viper "Víbora Sombra is who I am, a viper in the shadows waiting to strike should there be profit in the deed." Chrysalis"I am Chrysalis, a human being reforged who has found their purpose." Widow"We are Widow, we are justice and united in cause and focus. We do not kill, but we will not hold back if we must..." [/align] [align=center] ![]() Signature made by DAnn[/align] [align=right]XAND - Sacrilege "My past may have been filled with hate, but my future is filled with hope..." Flay "You are either a hunter or the prey, and only the worthy may be considered for either honor. You are not worthy..." Amp "If your music lacks heart, then find yourself. If you lack the heart, then find your music. Everything has it's rhythym, as does everyone."[/align] | |
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| Typhoid Mary | Apr 19 2017, 08:11 PM Post #15 |
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Mary didn't precisely smile when she heard the perhaps deliberately ambiguous phrasing from her new plaything. Maybe she would be more receptive than what she had been hoping for; a reluctant but imprisoned 'friend' and lover, for when the urge took Typhoid. She badly missed the touch of another. "Only kissed a few of the girls? Or the boys you friendzoned?" She asked it playfully, boldly, provocatively. "Survival via the gang and the boys didn't jump you in? My my, you're full of surprised, aren't you?" Typhoid had never been part of that sort of gang, and was violent enough, tough enough, and powered enough, that she wouldn't have stood for it anyway. Mary, on the other hand, had been 'jumped in' her own way, as an actress. She was very familiar with the casting couch, or a desk. She watched Caitlin with undisguised interest, enjoying her nudity, even if the hoped for power dynamic hadn't shifted. Usually most people were ill at ease when naked around those who were clothed; Caitlin was either not bothered by it, or maybe like Mary, used to it. She almost missed what slipped out. "Powers? Tell me all about your 'gift'. Are you a mutant? Get them some other way?" Picking a superpowered captive was dangerous. Reckless. She should take her in the other room right now, and throw her from the roof. Instead, she stood by her, excited at the prospect. "What can you do? And why did they wanna lock you up at the Raft?" She might have pitied the girl, if she wasn't basically imprisoning her too. And just like the Raft, Caitlin was going to belong to someone else. "That's kinda cryptic, sweetie. Yo might want to give me a straight answer, or I could try to rip it out of your pretty little head. I'm not real good at that, though. Last time I tried, he permanently lost control of his bladder and bowels." If Caitlin had tried to make a vague threat, Typhoid had replied with a very clear one of her own. If she had been subtle before, she had stopped now. "Oh, you want someone to lead you down the Rabbit Hole, Alice? You wanna be bad, but don't want to be responsible for it." Delicately, she used her claws to put Caitlin's hair up, exposing her neck and shoulders. "Not down. Pin it up." She traced a claw along the curve of her neck, raising a thin white line. "You want someone to take you in hand? Then you're gonna be bad for me, when I say so. Capisce? I want you to understand your role in all this. You. Are. Mine. And you're job is to make me happy. And keep me happy." |
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