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savetheearth2015-02-24 06:54 pm
oncedevil) wrote in savetheearth2015-02-24 06:54 pm
A No Good Very Bad Week
Who: Anthony and Doppelganger!Cesar
What: D!Cesar has summoned Tony to come help him "move something" in a heavy box. Nothing suspicious here at all.
Where: Some grimy abandoned store on the Southern edge of town. Still not suspicious.
When: A couple/few days after the real L is rescued from a closet.
Warnings: Violence, demons, language, business as usual. Doppelgangers are a mess.
It'd been a crap week so far; Drunk, left in a ball pit, and a particularly stubborn clinging hangover had left him feeling slightly off and irritable as it was. The fight with Nathan, doppelgangers all over the network causing a ruckus. Lazarus' doppelganger was a month's worth of trouble all on his own. Honestly, Tony needed a break. Problem was Tony didn't know how to take a break. If someone asked him for help, he'd probably try and do it. That has never backfired on him before or anythingcough cough dog woman cough mafia.
So when Cesar contacted him it was with a small amount of reluctance he agreed to lend a hand. He'd slipped up and let Cesar see how strong he was a few days prior, so of course now he'd been asked to carry something. Ugh, at least with Shou's help Tony had gotten better at controlling his strength so he wasn't just breaking things willy-nilly. This was a simple matter and should be over with quickly enough. Then he could go home and back to bed for a while.
As predicted it took him close to a full hour to reach the destination. Way out of the way for someone to be storing things, but whatever, Tony didn't care to ask. From the look of it it had been a hardware store at one time, but now it was just a long empty building with boarded up windows and "No Tresspassing" signs all over it. And a healthy colony of cobwebs to boot, just the thing to set the mood. Just what did Cesar want in this place, anyway?
Ah well, hopefully they could just get it over with quickly.
What: D!Cesar has summoned Tony to come help him "move something" in a heavy box. Nothing suspicious here at all.
Where: Some grimy abandoned store on the Southern edge of town. Still not suspicious.
When: A couple/few days after the real L is rescued from a closet.
Warnings: Violence, demons, language, business as usual. Doppelgangers are a mess.
It'd been a crap week so far; Drunk, left in a ball pit, and a particularly stubborn clinging hangover had left him feeling slightly off and irritable as it was. The fight with Nathan, doppelgangers all over the network causing a ruckus. Lazarus' doppelganger was a month's worth of trouble all on his own. Honestly, Tony needed a break. Problem was Tony didn't know how to take a break. If someone asked him for help, he'd probably try and do it. That has never backfired on him before or anything
So when Cesar contacted him it was with a small amount of reluctance he agreed to lend a hand. He'd slipped up and let Cesar see how strong he was a few days prior, so of course now he'd been asked to carry something. Ugh, at least with Shou's help Tony had gotten better at controlling his strength so he wasn't just breaking things willy-nilly. This was a simple matter and should be over with quickly enough. Then he could go home and back to bed for a while.
As predicted it took him close to a full hour to reach the destination. Way out of the way for someone to be storing things, but whatever, Tony didn't care to ask. From the look of it it had been a hardware store at one time, but now it was just a long empty building with boarded up windows and "No Tresspassing" signs all over it. And a healthy colony of cobwebs to boot, just the thing to set the mood. Just what did Cesar want in this place, anyway?
Ah well, hopefully they could just get it over with quickly.
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Richard pulled the blanket off the back of the couch and sat down by the teenager, mostly distracting himself in the way he put it around him. He frowned, clasping both hands together.
"You wanna give me some more info, or do I need to guess?"
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"Cesar, or his copy I don't even know anymore there's too many to keep track of, decided it was time to play exorcise the demon. Hell if I know the reason, something to do with L. Last I checked I hadn't done a damned thing to him."
Oh, wait, but his own doppelganger... "Unless we've got a case of mistaken identity." That could be it, but that doesn't mean he's going to be feeling any more forgiving about it. Bucket of holy water is enough to end any sense of empathy from him right now.
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"Oh, hell no." Suddenly, Tony's immediate jumping into the shower made complete sense. If someone had thrown what amounted to acid at Richard, he'd want to get it off himself as well. He was mentally checking over the young man for injuries - despite being well aware of his healing abilities - while he continued speaking, a frown drawing a furrow between his eyebrows.
"Better be mistaken identity," he muttered distractedly. "'Cause if it isn't, some asses are gonna get fuckin' defenestrated."
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"You're telling me. Guy's not gonna be happy about what I did to his car though."
Oops. Well, actually, not oops, Tony doesn't feel bad about that at all. Someone cornered and trapped him, dumped a bucket of holy water on his head, and threatened him over something he didn't even do. Frankly he's lucky the car was the only thing that got trashed.