tushanshu | Entries tagged with † pepper potts

[It feels really weird having to send a message to him instead of just telling him, but at the moment it's the best way to get hold of him. She's not dressed up or even trying to look professional though. Instead she's still a bit scuffed up from exploring and wearing the dirt stained cloths that she's been wearing. Her hair's down and she's stacking several books onto her desk.]

I think I may have found some people with a better grasp of how we got here. I also found something from home.

[She shows the tablet to the screen.]

Let me know when you get in and I'll bring it over.

wintershepherd

[ Jack has gone back and forth between Keeliai and Tu Vishan several times, each more insistent than before, before returning to his suite to relay this message. He sticks to video because he's a little weary (mentally more than physically) and most of the people he knew needed to hear this news, he knew could see and hear him or the petite, jewel-toned faerie securely perched on his shoulder in the soft folds of his sweater's hood. The feed begins as he's still talking to her and it catches the last of his words and her soft chirping. ]

--et them know, Baby Tooth, just a minute.

[ Then he addresses the screen properly, keeping his voice level and steady. ]

I know everything's been a little crazy lately with... you know, that message--

--but I wanted to let people know, Finnick Odair has gone home. I've looked all over and neither I nor the Wind can't find him anywhere on Tu Vishan or in Sinbrilee. I'm sure he... would have said goodbye, if he'd been able. But I didn't want people to just be looking for him and not realize.

[ a beat and then, unable to think of anything more appropriate to add: ]

Sorry.

[ private to Traci & Korra ]

I'd like to keep the fishing business open, even if it'll have to move to a building not attached to his suite but... I think he'd have liked that, and I don't want you two to be out of jobs. I'll understand if you'd prefer not to, though. I know I've... never really been around it much for supposedly being half the ownership.

poeticverses

[The feed opens up on a bewildered Jehan. He has in his hands a set of panpipes]

While I was out in the city today, I came across these panpipes at the base of one of the arches in the city. No sooner did I pick it up then this--

[He's cut off by the pipes playing the first part of Berlioz's Symphonie fantastique. After a moment, it automatically quiets down so it's just a little background music as Jehan speaks]

--happened. As I returned home, it began to play Ave Maria when I began to hum it. I do not know how it knows these songs nor how it is possible for a set of pipes to play them, yet it does and it is. If these belong to you, I am in the Wood Sector if you wish to retrieve them.

[He hopes no one claims them. They're marvelous.

Lucky for him that no one will]

khan_artist

[When the video feed starts, there's nothing but the side of a black chair, the man sitting in it was looking away from the monitor in thought. The background was obviously a suite in the Fire Sector, if the elegant design and the lit yellow and red hanging lanterns were anything to go by. As the man looked out the window behind him, he finally spoke.]

If any foreigners have new information regarding those that reside in the palace, I urge you to contact me as soon as possible. It’s become quite apparent that the Emperor is rather selective with whom she shares information with.

[That deep, penetrating voice was one of idle interest, which may have been because he seemed distracted. Finally, the chair turned from whatever had his attention. The man was sitting straight and he gave a guileful look down to the camera, straight at the viewers.]

It has also come to my attention that I am not the only one from my "world" as it were. Some of you may have seen others wearing similar clothing to mine. [Blue eyes with green flecks glanced downward at the Starfleet symbol on his black, long-sleeve shirt.] I’ll spare you the details of my "home". You may call me: Khan. [There was a dark purr of satisfaction on the last word. Having free reign to use his actual name for the first time in over year was incredibly satisfying.]

Many have called for unity amongst us "foreigners" and I am ready to do what must be done so we not only get the answers we want, but also to eliminate this menace we were summoned to fight. My combat and strategic knowledge are available for any effective measures against this essence known as Malicant.

[If he’s fully aware of what saying that name means, the only give away would be his eyes becoming lidded as he raised his eyebrows upon uttering the name.]

There is also the abundance of foreigners with powers and abilities above and beyond the limits of baseline individuals. If a list has been made of these beings and their known capabilities, I request a copy if possible.

[A beat filled with an almost imperceptible squint.]

Thank you for your time, that is all.

[95% Encryption; Pepper Potts]

I believe Stark Industries is the leading force in technological advancement in Keeliai. Ms. Potts, I would like a tour of your facilities and a description for each of the positions you have available; and the ones that are not. I believe you'll find my extensive knowledge of technology to be an asset. Even to the considerable pool of intellect currently in your employ.

[100% Starfleet Encryption; Jim Kirk, Spock.]

Contact me as soon as possible. Whether it is over the network or in person does not matter to me.

[He leaned forward in his chair]

I imagine we both have questions that need answers.

alpha_squad_leader

[Two things might come off as unusual today. The first being that Victor's using voice rather than video and the second being that he's not posting from his suite. Those paying close attention would notice he sounds upset.]

I know some of his friends from his world are still here so I should let them know. I'm pretty sure Wally West is gone. He wasn't there this morning and he didn't show up where we were going to meet up. I couldn't find him at any of the places he usually hung out and when I stopped by his suite some of the Kedan were cleaning the place out.

[He heard that's what happened when people went home so he's taking a guess.]

If I'm wrong, someone please let me know.

[He's hoping he's wrong. After a few moments of silence, Victor sighs and ends the feed.]

the_other_eight

Teach me how to use the suit.

kelpful

[Contary to his usual public presence on the network, Percy is look drained and tired, like he hasn't been sleeping well. He only adds to this impression with the way he drags a hand down his face before clearing his throat and speaking. Those who have seen him post before might recognise that he's in his suite in the Water Sector rather than the one he shares with Annabeth.]

Uh. Hi guys, long time no post, and all. I was just wondering if - has anyone seen Hazel Levesque, or Nico di Angelo? [A brief pause] Or Luke Castellan, I guess. I'm pretty sure they're gone, but - I thought I'd check.

[A sigh] It would be a lot easier if we knew for sure what happened to people when they disappeared, you know?

[encrypted 100% to castmates]
Hey. Can you guys all check in? I just want to make sure that everyone I think is still around is...actually still around, and okay. And if you need help with anything for whatever reason, just let the group know. We should - we need to stick together.

Thanks.

sophos

[Annabeth's face pops up, curls a mess as usual, but considering the turtle developments, she doesn't look nearly as cross as usual?? There's the sounds of water splashing around somewhere in the suite, but she doesn't appear to care.]

It goes without saying that the turtle's health started improving at last. [Because powers! And it's swimming again!] I know various numbers of us were tasked by Evandau into investigations, and I don't know how all the other situations turned out, but Doctor Soranik Natu, Rogue, Percy Jackson, and myself found something probably worth sharing.

We were assigned with investigating a string of robberies initially, but really, the important part is we discovered a series of incomplete archways in several different homes and attempted to recreate one in its entirety.

The whole "world between Life, Death, and Dreaming" thing everyone gets on arrival? Start taking it literally, if you weren't before. Keeliai as we live in it here is the Life plane. The archway opened up a portal of a kind, and said portal took us to the Death plane.

[A blob of water floats across the screen, blurring Annabeth's face, but it's still possible to see her turn around in a huff, and from somewhere off screen there's an "Oops, sorry!" before the water flies off. She continues unperturbed.]

It was basically a version of Keeliai gone awry and ruined, everything rotting away, and we found markings in the form of some kind of blood magic, directly over where the Emperor's Palace is in this plane. Scans proved it to be kedan blood in origin, some of it fresh, and the pattern was being drawn by - you know, what we're here to fight, in a magical attempt to kill Tu Vishan. We were able to wipe the incomplete blood slate clean and stop this part of his illness before leaving the plane. [By 'we' she mostly means Ocean Jesus did A Water Thing.]

Unfortunately, or fortunately, the way in seems to be gone. The archways all disappeared once we got back, as did that particular methodology in creating them. [Melted pins ahh. A pause.] The Death plane is probably where our infamous threat is hiding. Its domain, so to speak.

Tu Vishan's health is picking up, but this - this situation here, with this thing we're up against? It's definitely not over.

the_other_eight

[Before anything else there's the sound of rustling followed by a door shutting. Pepper is still trying to keep Tony from overexerting himself and overloading his 'heart'. It's been a long and difficult struggle. She didn't expect that she'd need to make this announcement, and with how busy she's been with the stubborn genius she hadn't even really thought of making it. However, after her conversation with Johnny she realized that she ought to have made it. Sadly, Bruce is going to end up put in the spotlight here. Hey, he's the best they've got without a 'badassium' heart.]

Stark Industries would like to extend it's facilities to those who are still able to assist with the current situation. If you're among those who are still capable and wish to help, then please see Dr Bruce Banner at the Stark Industries laboratories. Thank you.

( [Private \\ Stark filter to those she knows who are either superhuman, magical, or use non-local tech to function] )

definingfuture

[Tony starts out by fidgeting in front of the console. He's apparently trying to make his shirt settle correctly, but it's a bit too small. Right. Important business.]

Someone remind me that tailored clothing is not always the way to go.

Okay, I think we need to forget powers. Let's wipe that word out for now. Let's talk about energy for a minute. These things seem to be working just fine, by the way. No interference as far as I can tell. Anyone having trouble with theirs? Anyway, just something worth noting.

Here's something interesting: Whatever is going on seems to be interfering with a broad spectrum of energy sources. Different kinds of energy which normally shouldn't have anything to do with each other. Unless we're all hooked up to the same juice, which raises a whole different set of questions.

So maybe it's a bug in the universe. Maybe we've hit some interference. This is all speculation, of course, but if that is what we've got, then it's pretty sophisticated interference. It knows how to reroute power.

faceofthe4

[Johnny's sitting awkwardly in front of the console in his suite.]

Why is no one freaking out about this? From the sounds of it, all of our powers are gone. Just like that. [He snaps. No flame appears. He throws his hands up in frustration.]

Seriously. There should be alarms going off. People should be taking blood samples and looking at ours cells. Someone should be creating some sort of system to track different.. I don't know.. thermal.. geo.. radio... something. Is it a sun spot? Aliens? We have no idea, because we're all sitting around trying.

Something's coming. Great. That might be the cause, but if it's not? We should probably figure this whole no-powers thing out before it gets here.

[He looks down at his hand and shakes it, as one might shake a Nintendo controller when the game glitches. He stops shaking it. Nothing happens.]

Oh COME ON!

interns

[ who's THIS nerd? oh, it's just Gwen Stacy. who's been here for over a week now, but she certainly pretended not to be until she ran into a certain webslinging photographer, and now she's- well, she's still a little bit in denial of being here and of everything she's heard about this place, but at least she isn't going completely insane over it. so she turns on the feed and she's sitting at the computer with the sort of practiced poise any seventeen year-old girl learns to sit with when speaking with someone over a webcam ( spoiler: nobody but Gwen thinks of things like this ). she's a little nervous, but it doesn't show. she just has a question, that's all. no big deal.

she's still going to be a bit formal about it anyway, but nobigdeal. ]

Hello everyone, my name is Gwen Stacy and I'm- [ an intern at OsCorp Industries ohwait! that means nothing here. ] -from New York, and I just wanted to introduce myself to you all, but also- [ she takes a breath, tries to be careful of her wording ] I know this city is understood to be an in-between, or a dream world, so I imagine a lot of what goes on here has to do with magic or ..something, but for the sake of my own sanity I really must ask; where does this society stand in regards to the sciences? Is there some sort of laboratory here at all? Because, as much as I appreciate the opportunity to contribute to the community by way of restoring some of the older buildings here- [ SHE HATES IT ] I would really love to continue the same type of work I did back home. Which was, simply put, lab sciences.

So. Who.. should I talk to, if I'm looking for that kind of work? I actually have my resume on my iPad, if there's an issue of having the proper credentials or anything like that, but for now I'm really only asking in the general sense.

alpha_squad_leader

I know there's a lot going on right now but a few days ago, Jack gave me an idea I thought we could use. I got a hold off some of the debris from the buildings that got wrecked by the stuff that crashed from space and put together a pair of basketball hoops. I set them up here in the Earth Sector so if anyone wants to get in a game, just bring a ball. [He gives the address of the building nearest the makeshift court.]

I figured it could help a little, give people something to do to help relax. I'm going to head out there later today if anyone wants to play.

[45% Encryption to: Pepper Potts]

[Victor takes a deep breath and puts on a more serious expression now.] Ms. Potts, I need to ask a favor. Could we meet somewhere to talk? Preferably somewhere private?

lostundercover

There's something happening. People are talking about self-defense and barriers. There's some plague going around, we're still on rations, the kedan don't like us, and things are only getting worse. Everyone's realized that by now.

The question is, who knows what's going to happen next?

Oh, and if anyone has any idea what happens to the people who leave here? The ones that disappear? That would be appreciated.

[60% Encryption to: Bruce Banner]
We should talk.

[60% Encryption to: Arthur]
I want to ask you about something.

[60% Encryption to: Bucky (MCU)]
You were a soldier, right?

[60% Encryption to: Pepper]
We should get a cup of coffee.

inseine

[Javert is well groomed, neat, and absolutely professional today. His bangs are combed well over the Charter Mark on his forehead, a trait unbefitting of a man attempting to play Messenger for the authorities. He holds his chin high for the camera, his steely eyes ready to lance straight through the screen and into the viewer's bare conscience.

He speaks in swift, abrupt phrases, with just a hint of a French accent in his clipped vowels.]

Lately I got word of many confusing arrests among us. Trespassing cases among people who were unaware of city limits, unclear boundaries, all of that! Ah! That is inefficient. Foreigners cannot expect to follow local customs if we do not know them.

[Pause. Of course, this is leading up to something, yet it is clear that Javert makes a poor public figure, with the impression he is making. He taps his fingers and grimaces ever deeper as he quickens his speech.]

Of course there are a clear system of laws written for this society like any other. But do not bother to dig up a book vendor if you do not understand French, English, or the local language. Impossible task, translating into every possible tongue! We will not waste the time.

Rather you will find a full voice record of the Keeliai law code available for public use.

[VOICE FILE ATTACHED; split into several subheadings and articles, much like any civil or common law code one would find on the planet Earth.]

[Javert restlessly bends closer to the camera and draws his brows into an indifferent arch.]

I advise that you listen and understand what you are getting into when you cross government boundaries. [That means you, Iorveth, Enjolras, the Amis, and other criminal suspects. He smiles grimly, devoid of all humor.] Among other activities. What you do after that is your concern.

[He lowers his lids with a pinch in his jaw and reaches out to end the feed. He stops short to add as an afterthought--]

A word of thanks to Monsieur Logan for lending his voice.

[The screen goes black.]

definingfuture

[So here's a guy smiling more than he should be. He looks downright cheerful about the whole alternate world between life and death bit, but looking cheerful is easier than people say it is. His expression is giving off the best "let's be friends" message that he's got.]

I think I hit my head. Which is kind of bad, because I can't afford to have hit my head right now. I was working on things.

Hey, anybody want to play a game? It's called "the last thing I remember". Anyone? I'll go first.

I was just about to finish a late night coffee and watching a fuzzy video with a fuzzy memory that probably means things are not going to end well very soon. The thing about that? If things were going to go bad this soon I would know about it. So that means I didn't just have an aneurysm that dropped my, uh, soul into this period fantasy. Is there a door? There has to be a door. Or maybe not. I admit soul transference isn't really my area.

[He pauses to let all of that settle before he seems to come to a conclusion.]

This can't be good for space-time.

hammer

[ The image of a rather ordinary, unremarkable looking man fills the screen. He’s clean-shaven, wearing a pair of black-framed glasses, and he’s got brown hair, cut short and though it’s a little messy, there’s something about it that suggests that it had been styled at one point earlier in the day. He’s just slightly disheveled, which those familiar with the comings and goings of individuals to Keeliai might recognize as a sign of a new arrival. ]

So this is… [ There’s a moment of silence, as he trails off and glances away from the camera. ] …different.

[ It only lasts for a second, before he looks back and rolls his eyes. ]

The whole—I mean, well… Whatever.

[ He takes a deep breath, lets it out, and pulls himself together. ]

Right, okay. I was given a place to live but no job, and I’m guessing that it isn’t free rent forever. So if there’s, I don’t know, a job center? Help wanted ads? Some turtle world version of Craigslist? Something? Could someone point me in the right direction?

the_other_eight

[When the voice message is activated Pepper's voice is heard staying as calm as one can in a situation where a specter is trying to take over a potentially dangerous building and you're the only one who has the authority and calm to go through all the steps to evacuate and lock down the building. In other words, it's got a slight temble to it if you listen closely, but otherwise she's doing a good job of keeping up a good front of her normal calm demenor.]

All Stark Industries employees and associates are currently getting this message. Stark Industries is currently undergoing lock down procedures. Please don't panic and procede to the nearest exit. Please do not re-enter the building until you recieve an all clear.

[Pepper will be staying until everyone has left the building.]

littlecousin

[Hello, Keeliai, it's your friendly neighborhood Atlantean princess who acts like an American college student.]

So, most of the..."satellite" is really not the word--it's basically a space station--is about forty feet underwater. There's some scattered stuff deeper, but we water-breathers can take care of rounding up those bits. If any air-breathers, especially you techy types, want to go exploring, I got Mr. Stark to whip up a few sets of breathing gear real quick.

[She holds up some scuba equipment, which seems deceptively light in her hands, given that those tanks can weigh a good 50 pounds when full.]

You don't have to worry about getting scuba-certified or anything. It's not deep enough that you need any of those weird gas mixes or that ascending too fast would kill you. I'll go down with anybody who wants and make sure nothing bad happens.

constants

[ There's a young girl, early teens, sitting calmly in front of the camera when it turns on. She looks like she could be a child model, with the stillness and how properly arranged she looks: well groomed and put together, dressed properly enough for church. The recording is able to capture some of the weight in her eyes though, 5000 years of knowledge cannot sit in anyone's mind with no effect, and they seem out of place on the young face. When she speaks her voice is even and seems to express only the slightest amount of interest in her circumstances. ]

Hello, it seems to be common practice to make an introduction upon arrival. I am the Archive.

[ There's a short pause to mark the end of her introduction before she continues on to her next topic. If anyone is interested in what the Archive is she figures they can ask. ]

I will begin inquiry of the kedan tomorrow as to the availability of jobs pertaining to someone of my age, but I expect that there will be more condensed and pertinent information to be found from you, the people who are the participants in such jobs. I will be grateful for what assistance you can provide.

Tu Shanshu

[Private to Tony(MCU) // Stark Filter]

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