Post by President Doom on Feb 3, 2019 11:14:21 GMT -7
Burke sighed. "So...it has come to pass. Felicia Hardy has been murdered." The precognitive immortal said as they all stared at Gideon's display screen.
"DAMN. Mamushi did not make it in time." Candra said as she slammed her fist into the table. "This ruins much of what I had planned. I had wanted both of Hardeski's kids to join my guild. not just Felicity."
"Calm yourself Boss. We can salvage this." An old man said in a wheelchair. "I can manipulate Hardeski and Felicity much more now. After all, i raised the girl for him, and Hardeski himself and I both go way back."
Candra turned to him. "I do not doubt your gifted tongue Jack, not your ability as a manipulator...but there was a plan and her luck powers were vital to them. No one else with such power would have been as malleable as Felicia was. Now what am I supposed to do?" She turned. "The plan to counter our fellow External Apocalypse's plans, to keep ahead, has hit another wall."
"Guess we can stop picking on Gideon." A Magenta skinned savage laughed.
"Go to Hell Crule, the only reason you are here is..." Candra was stopped by a small pop of an explosion placed between them.
"Sorry, I grew tired of this infighting. Crule, mind yourself. Candra...ask Burke what he sees. There is always another path." The older looking External, Saul spoke up.
Burke took a second to peer into the future. "There is a clone. If we can capture her...maybe we can rewrite her mind to serve us? More invasive than Gideon's efforts with DaCosta."
The man in red with a green ponytail smiled. "I encourage that. Somehow I think Roberto was too stupid to be mind controlled anyway." Gideon smiled as he turned to Candra. "Contact your serpent. Tell him...capture the fake Black Cat, bring her here. Jack, reach out to the grieving father and tell him...we have a way of bringing her back. Tell him...if he swears loyalty to Candra and the guild at long last...Felicia Hardy will live again. I can make a few calls, but I am sure...we can rewrite it's mind to be her."
"Who do you intend to call?" Saul asked.
"Well...there is that future Dr. Doom that has been talking to us. If anyone can reprogram a mind, it should be him. If he wants us to at least consider an alliance...this might be a nice gesture." Gideon smiled. "I'll even pay it forward. Crule...Absalom. We long discovered the signal to contact Grandmaster. Contact him. Challenge for a contest, the prize...two of Doom's men brought to our time."
Absalom smiled. "An interesting plan, barter chips. I like it."
Crule cackled. "Finally, you make sense Gideon."
"Three." A blonde woman spoke up. "If this is Guild Business, I should join in."
Candra looked at her. "Bella Donna...is this loyalty talking, or spite for what Gambit should be doing for his guild?"
"Both." Bella did not lie, she had no need for it.
"So be it. Go, with my blessings." Gideon smiled. "And thank you."
"DAMN. Mamushi did not make it in time." Candra said as she slammed her fist into the table. "This ruins much of what I had planned. I had wanted both of Hardeski's kids to join my guild. not just Felicity."
"Calm yourself Boss. We can salvage this." An old man said in a wheelchair. "I can manipulate Hardeski and Felicity much more now. After all, i raised the girl for him, and Hardeski himself and I both go way back."
Candra turned to him. "I do not doubt your gifted tongue Jack, not your ability as a manipulator...but there was a plan and her luck powers were vital to them. No one else with such power would have been as malleable as Felicia was. Now what am I supposed to do?" She turned. "The plan to counter our fellow External Apocalypse's plans, to keep ahead, has hit another wall."
"Guess we can stop picking on Gideon." A Magenta skinned savage laughed.
"Go to Hell Crule, the only reason you are here is..." Candra was stopped by a small pop of an explosion placed between them.
"Sorry, I grew tired of this infighting. Crule, mind yourself. Candra...ask Burke what he sees. There is always another path." The older looking External, Saul spoke up.
Burke took a second to peer into the future. "There is a clone. If we can capture her...maybe we can rewrite her mind to serve us? More invasive than Gideon's efforts with DaCosta."
The man in red with a green ponytail smiled. "I encourage that. Somehow I think Roberto was too stupid to be mind controlled anyway." Gideon smiled as he turned to Candra. "Contact your serpent. Tell him...capture the fake Black Cat, bring her here. Jack, reach out to the grieving father and tell him...we have a way of bringing her back. Tell him...if he swears loyalty to Candra and the guild at long last...Felicia Hardy will live again. I can make a few calls, but I am sure...we can rewrite it's mind to be her."
"Who do you intend to call?" Saul asked.
"Well...there is that future Dr. Doom that has been talking to us. If anyone can reprogram a mind, it should be him. If he wants us to at least consider an alliance...this might be a nice gesture." Gideon smiled. "I'll even pay it forward. Crule...Absalom. We long discovered the signal to contact Grandmaster. Contact him. Challenge for a contest, the prize...two of Doom's men brought to our time."
Absalom smiled. "An interesting plan, barter chips. I like it."
Crule cackled. "Finally, you make sense Gideon."
"Three." A blonde woman spoke up. "If this is Guild Business, I should join in."
Candra looked at her. "Bella Donna...is this loyalty talking, or spite for what Gambit should be doing for his guild?"
"Both." Bella did not lie, she had no need for it.
"So be it. Go, with my blessings." Gideon smiled. "And thank you."
