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Soup Time. A Year Later.
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Soup time.
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I am currently sick and putting all of my energy into work, please forgive me if I don’t respond right away or forget things!
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Sometimes... it is

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Normally unavailable between 3pm-9pm, always welcoming RP ideas, large groups, small groups, 1x1s, you name it!

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If Tamers can move on with a fact of three, so can we
I’d love to try again
11:10 PM
The Domed City of Atlantis


He missed this.

It was a minor spat with Mal after he, Karen, and Bjorn went through Malcolm's things, but one that made things clear on what Mal wanted Virgil to know. Unfortunately, Mal should have known better. Virgil was on a trail, and this sort of behavior from both Mal and Karen was enough to let him know that something indeed was going on.

And of course, a new venue meant a new suit. He still worse the large, sleeveless cloak from his other costume, but this one was geared a little more towards crime fighting. Wrist bracers, padded gloves, leg padding hidden underneath his pants. It was a step up from his literal costume, but he might still go back to that if this one didn't work out.

"Look, Static, I don't know what you expect me to do." He could hear Richie's voice on the other end of his headset. "You're in the middle of the ocean and twenty thousand leagues under the sea, and my parents are starting to get weird about me dropping off every night to hero it up."

It was a bit of an issue, Virgil was going to admit, but just hearing his friend's voice brought Virgil a little peace.

Living in a domed city made it a little difficult to fly around. He needed to be careful of who saw him. Virgil wasn't quite familiar with the vigilante laws down here in Atlantis, but he was almost sure they were the same like back at home. If he played it wrong, this could result in him losing his spot at the school.

"There's something going on. You remember ol Watchdog, right? When that Kasamir kid got kidnapped by Shade? He's down here, so something has to be up."
february 7th 1:32PM

Lycus Hall,university of poseidonis, Atlantis


Anticipation welled inside of Virgil. There was an unstoppable feeling inside of him that would not let go. Just a minute of time out in the hall seemed like an eternity.

Even when the door behind him opened, the world slowed to a halt. Virgil fell back without any way to catch himself. Scrambling to his feet, he spun around and looked at Mal, smiling widely in an attempt to pacify Mal. Unfortunately, Bjorn was still around, so he couldn’t open the can all the way.

“Mal. Hey. Sorry. Really.” He bowed forward just a little, trying to keep things calm. “I’ve just been on edge, I wasn’t thinking straight when Karen busted in looking for something. I didn’t know if she was going to find you secret stash of.... well, man. Your stuff. I don’t know what gets you going and I don’t want Karen to know that either.”

Looking around, the scene of food filled his nose, Virgil was quick to find the bagels and give them you bjorn before shoving him away and locking the door behind him. “Mal, something is up. We all know it. I’m sorry, but I don’t know where Karen is in all this, but it ain’t right.”
February 7th; 1:32 PM
Lycus Dorm, University of Poseidonis, Atlantis


"I'm... gonna hang back."
Virgil shrugged and nodded his head towards the door behind him. "Right wrongs and all that. You take care, Bjorn." He waved off his other roommate and sighed. He still didn't know what it was Karen was looking for, or why she needed it in the first place? Whatever it was seemed to have been relatively well hidden, meaning that Malcolm didn't want people seeing it.

Once Virgil had assured himself that Bjorn was out of sight, he knocked on the door and called through from the other side. "Hey, is it cool if I come in? Bjorn said he's heading out, but I just gotta say sorry for all this."
February 7th; 1:31 PM
Lycus Dorm, University of Poseidonis, Atlantis


"So."

The jig was up, and Static suddenly felt really about about letting things progress like this. "She was looking for something." He said rather quickly. "And I don't really know what she knows and what's in your black box" Virgil was trying his best to keep things discreet and subtle, but he knew he wasn't doing well. The truth of the matter was that he didn't know if Karen was aware of Malcolm being a vigilante. It was possible, but Virgil had kept his own alter-ego a secret from his parents and sister for a good while before they eventually found out. Maybe Virgil wasn't the only one who kept his costume in his closet, just in case.

However, Malcolm asked for him and Bjorn to leave, and Virgil did so promptly. He followed Bjorn out and closed the door behind him. Virgil leaned against the door with a sigh. He wasn't looking to eavesdrop into their conversation, but rather protect the room from any more intruders. "Sorry, B." Virgil shook his head. "I should have chased her away, now Mal's pissed at us because we went through his stuff."
February 7th; 1:24 PM
Lycus Dorm, University of Poseidonis, Atlantis

"Look..." Virgil grew a little red, looking around and away from Karen sheepishly. "I get y'all are close and everything, but a man's black case is pretty personal. But I mean, if he's cool with it, then..." he didn't really know where he was going with this topic of conversation, but regardless, he decided to join in on the hunt. "Oh, a suitcase... Right."

"What's in it anyways?"
Virgil didn't really want to know about Mal's tastes, or perhaps he was completely wrong and just making a fool out of himself. He could have sworn that he had seen Malcolm tugging around something like what karen was describing on moving day. He just couldn't remember where the young man had placed it. Maybe it was just best for them to ask Mal about it. There was a lot that Virgil didn't know, and though he was trying to find out, he wasn't going to pry too hard into things. "Yo, B. You wanna help us out too?"
February 7th; 1:22 PM
Lycus Dorm, University of Poseidonis, Atlantis


Sounds, motion, Virgil could have sworn that he felt it, but he passed it off as just false-positives. He was too busy listening to music and tampering with tech to notice a knocking on the door and it eventually opening. Only when it did open did he register other people inside his dorm. It was Karen and Bjorn. He passed the two a wave, but paused his music as he heard her talking again. Bjorn came in as well, and waved at his dormmate also.

Something about borrowing something from Malcolm, it seems. Virgil didn't care all that much, but he figured he'd be nice and try to help anyways. "What are you looking for?" He set his shockbox down and unplugged his headphones. Virgil didn't like to pry, but there was something certainly different about Mal and Karen compared to other people. "Couple heads lookin' around for something is better than just one."

Maybe Mal got sneaky and hid whatever Karen was looking for with someone elses stuff. That would certainly be a Mal move if Virgil figured right.
February 7th; 1:02PM
Lycus Hall


"Look, Rich. Something's going on here, I can feel it."

"Are you sure it's not your supersenses getting antsy from not being on patrol? Maybe it's the water pressure."

Some help he was. It had been little over a week after they had arrived down in Atlantis, and Virgil had been doing fine. Minimal sleeping, decking himself out in whatever he could get his hands on, and generally not accepting the fact that he was just a civilian again. Maybe Richie was right. Maybe it was just the fact that Virgil wasn't used to this. He needed something related to hero work, and maybe this was just his mind digging at whatever seemed like a case.

"Right." He shrugged it off and went to reach for his Shock Box. Richie had fine tuned it to make sure it would work in the depths of the ocean. "I'll talk to you later, Richie." And with that, he closed communications.

Virgil wondered where Mal and Bjorn were. Again, it was him alone in their room. Something was up, but he just didn't have anything on whatever it could be.
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