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[futures_of_ash]

Rachel is in the bar, slowly stretching in the rafters. The feel of muscles moving under whole, undamaged skin is something that makes her smile. And, for a wonder, she's actually not wearing spandex or torn jeans...no. She's wearing a small work out bra, rippling scars showing in breathtaking patterns everytime she bends her back.

It's a tale of pain and agony each time the light shifts over the slick skin...

Perhaps that's why she's in the rafters. She hates to bother people.

[Alas, the computer is being stolen from me. Open to slowtags of course]

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[conflictedhero.livejournal.com]

He nods.

"Good. What happened?"

he cants his head, curious.

[futures_of_ash]

"Brace yourself" she smiled, and it's as gentle as it amused.

"You're a chosen one, a champion for life and good. To facilitate this? You have Hulk, who IS, and another, we'll call him the Watcher for now. Pieces of you, integrated permantly...or with no other place to go. I had a chat"

[conflictedhero.livejournal.com]

He blinks.

"I'm a what?"

he blinks again. Gobsmacked.

[futures_of_ash]

"Chosen. A scion. A Tool. A champion. Fated by Gods...pick one?" the list get's longer...after all, it's a hobby of hers.

[conflictedhero.livejournal.com]

He facepalms.

"This is where I ask why me, right?"

he groans and just decides that this is a ltitle too serious a talk for this.

He headdesks.

[futures_of_ash]

And she pets his hair.

Yeah, it sucks.

"Welcome to the club?"

[conflictedhero.livejournal.com]

He eyes her and pokes her.

"My joy at the joining is overwhelming."

Ah the smell of sarcasm in the morning...

[futures_of_ash]

"I'll get you a decoder ring" she promised, the one not matching the words at all.

"The good news? If I had to, I could evict your integrated bits...bad news? I don't want to, and you'd...well, you'd lose yourself mostly. Up to you."

"The better news though...hopefully, open chats between you and the Watcher at least should start soon."

[conflictedhero.livejournal.com]

He flinches at that first part.

"yeah, not so much witht he evictions."

he sighs then smiles.

"Thanks, Rachel. A lot."

he reaches out to touch her hand.

"Thanks."

[futures_of_ash]

"Hey, it's better than nothing at least" she admitted with a sigh "And I promised to visit the Watcher again sometime...he seems lonely" she chuckled sadly.

She turned her hand over to grip his firmly "It's always better to know"

[conflictedhero.livejournal.com]

He smiles as he holds her hand.

"Yes it is. Thank you."

He chuckles.

"And you are wel,come in my... er, our head anytime."

he grins faintly.

[futures_of_ash]

"I'll always knock, it's polite."

She already has some plans to introduce the Watcher to games. Monopoly, twister, battleship...the classics.

It's how she was introduced to fun.

[conflictedhero.livejournal.com]

He grins at that.

"Well, then thanks, again."

He eyes her.

"What do you do for fun?"

[futures_of_ash]

"Use molecules to build sand castles that won't go away. And fusion marbles" she said with a straight face.

"And there's always my quasi-religious impersonations..."

"Battle-ship?"

[conflictedhero.livejournal.com]

He eyes her.

"You? Are cute."

he sighs.

"Battleship is always good..."

[futures_of_ash]

"I get that alot. It's kinda creepy" she chuckled.

A brief poke of Bar, and look, Battleship! In all it's plastic peg glory.

She always liked the pegs. They make a nifty noise.

The ships are kinda beside the point...

...but it's fun.

[conflictedhero.livejournal.com]

He chuckles and bends his head to play.

... it can, indeed, be fun.