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WAAPT@tropi.us Legacy → WAAPT: In-Universe → The (Non-canon) Adventures of Shieldmaiden and the Auric Avenger
Crewe: I think you're just lonely. You need more hugs.
Lucius: And I think hugs are the last thing I need. Go cuddle Maul or something. Arceus knows that he could probably afford to loosen up a little.
Crewe: I think Maul requires souls before he allows cuddles.
-she tilts her head and looks up at him, loosening her grip a tiny bit-
Crewe: What's the first thing you need, fruitcake?
-Lucius blinks, the sudden question taking him off-guard.-
Lucius: ...I dunno.
Crewe: Well. I need hugs. Also probably therapy, but that probably won't happen so I'll settle for hugs.
Lucius: ...Fine. You can have hugs, then.
-He awkwardly wraps an arm around Crewe, going rather red in the process.-
-Crewe smiles and hugs him tightly-
Crewe: Thanks, fruitcake.
Lucius: Don't get used to it. I'm making a special exception just this once for your sake. You ought to appreciate the effort I'm going through for you.
-Despite his words, his earlier scowl has now pretty much faded entirely.-
Crewe: I do. Thank you.
-she grins-
Crewe: I also know you secretly love hugs, though.
Lucius: I don't, actually. They're tolerable at best. I was being entirely honest about that.
-He gives a small smirk.-
Lucius: I suppose I can make an exception for you, however.
Crewe: Awww. What a sad, sad way to go through life.
-she grins and squeezes him-
Crewe: You can be weirdly sweet in your own super-jerky way, fruitcake. Occasionally sometimes.
Lucius: Coming from you, that's practically gushing praise.
-He gestures with his head towards Crewe's sleeping quarters, entirely ignorant of how the gesture could be misinterpreted.-
Lucius: So, shall we suit up and get ready for another hard day's work?
Crewe: And you should be honored.
-she turns to look where he's gesturing-
Crewe: Oh... right. I should see if Chirp's finished fixing my suit yet.
-she doesn't let go quite yet-
-Several seconds pass.-
Lucius: So... are you going to go do that now, or would you rather we tangoed over?
Crewe: Hm... well, I think I'd probably hurt myself if I tried to tango anywhere. So I'll just go do that.
-she releases him and heads for her room-
-A few moments later (not that it took him long, given that he was already in costume from the neck down) the Auric Avenger is poring over a map being projected on the central computer.-
The Auric Avenger: Hmm... where do you want to patrol tonight? I hear Mossdeep is lovely this time of year.
-Shieldmaiden emerges from her room back in costume, retracting and extending the claws on her costume-
Shieldmaiden: Well, looks like Chirp fixed it up okay. You can still barely walk in my room without tripping over scrap metal and wires, though.
-she walks over to him and looks over the map-
Shieldmaiden: Hey, whatever you want. I'm up for anything.
-The Avenger glances up at Shieldmaiden as she emerges.-
The Auric Avenger: You know, sometimes I'm glad that my costume doesn't require anything other than a dry cleaning every now and again. Maintenance on your costume must be a bitch.
-He turns his attention back to the computer, looking at small red lights popping up all over the map.-
The Auric Avenger: Well, the obvious thing to do would be to head over to the place that's throwing up the most alerts. But right now that's Phenac, and as far as I'm concerned that place can go screw itself backwards with a rusty pipe.
Shieldmaiden: Luckily I have a robot to do that for me. It got messed up when I kicked an electrified grate thingy. It screwed with the pistons in my boot, so I had to fix that before I could go roof-hopping. There was something weird going on with my claw taser thing, too, but that seems to be fine now. Fortunately, the way my suit's designed, most of the lightning flying around didn't hurt anything.
-she makes a face-
Shieldmaiden: Phenac? I hate Orre as much as anyone, and probably more than several people, but... well, how many people do you think are looking out for Phenac City? There are still good people there, and if we don't look out for them, it's not like there's much of a law enforcement presence there to do it for us.
The Auric Avenger: Still, you really need to seal up your electronics a little better. Last thing you need is a stray Thunder Shock frying something vital in the middle of a fight.
-He frowns, looking pensive.-
The Auric Avenger: I suppose you're right... the whole reason I decided to take up superheroics in the first place was to try and avoid a repeat of Orre. And the best way to do that would be to go back to where it all began and help clean the place up. Still... that doesn't mean I have to like it. My gut tells me that going there won't end well for either of us, and my gut hasn't let me down yet. Well, except for that one time after that Hoennese curry.
Shieldmaiden: It's made so that won't happen. All the wiring is under a layer of Obscura silk. There's just some weird stuff with the pistons and taser. Still working out the kinks and all.
-she raises an eyebrow-
Shieldmaiden: Why would you...? You know what, never mind. C'mon, let's go to Orre.
-The Auric Avenger sighs.-
The Auric Avenger: ...Very well then. Maul?
-With a wave of his arm, Maul blips the two away.-
-The pair of superheroes reappear on top of Phenac's outer wall, looking out over the darkened city.-
The Auric Avenger: Arceus, it's been a long time since I last paid this place a visit... I'd almost forgotten how much I hated it. At least operating under the cover of darkness means we don't have to deal with the summer heat.
Shieldmaiden: Well, you know, we did do some fun stuff here. Remember the ice cream shop? And that arena place? You got your nickname here!
-she looks around-
Shieldmaiden: So do you have any idea what's actually going on here?
The Auric Avenger: Oh yeah, this was the city that gave birth to the whole "fruitcake" thing. I remember. I hate it even more now.
-He taps the side of his mask, apparently examining something on his ARHUD.-
The Auric Avenger: The alerts themselves are generalised, simply meant to show me which cities or towns have the highest rate of criminal activity. The more serious the crime, the bigger and noisier the alert is. If I need more information, I can have my Porygon-2 feed me additional reports. Like I'm doing now. Hmm... looks like most of the alerts here in Phenac are due to a string of burglaries. That's a relief. I was worried that we'd be dealing with Cipher 2.0 or something similiar.
Shieldmaiden: Nah. You secretly love it.
-she tilts her head as he explains the alerts-
Shieldmaiden: Burglaries? Like, banks, or stores, or houses... ?
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