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[lostmardonbrother]

Continued from @wcathcrwizard

“No I was just wondering, your Mark Mardon aren’t you?”

                                       Maaayyybe coming out  and asking a super villain if                                        he was  himself wasn’t the  best of plans,  but Danny                                        had never really been very tactful.  Except when it c-                                        ame to hiding his feeling’s for Riley, and even then n-                                        not very much so.

[stolenscarletarchive-blog]

“Cruel is a matter of perspective.” - wcathcrwizard

[Pirates of The Caribbean]

Barry eyed him, a little suspicious but admittedly, he liked the way this guy thinks. A grin spread across his face. “Guess so.”

[sukuinohana]

'I’ve seen healthier looking corpses. You should head to bed.’ - wcathcrwizard

@wcathcrwizard

“I-I can’t.”

                                       She felt silly admitting it, and she didn’t want to me-                                        ntion how she’d been having trouble sleeping and p-                                        eriodic nightmares since the night she had ended up                                        on the rouges porch and Mick had helped her.  They                                        were getting better,  thanks to talking  with her Uncle                                        every few days;and she was more happy than she’d                                        ever been that he was a licensed therapist.But the r-                                        eason she was  in the rouges kitchen making  tea in                                        the middle of the night instead of sleeping in the bed                                        that had been designated for  when she stayed over,                                        was because she couldn’t seem to get to sleep.

[sukuinohana]

1 - wcathcrwizard

Hana was laying in bed when she got a text messag-e, letting out a soft “shshsh. Go back to sleep.” at Mi-sty’s whine when she rolled over to check her phone,squinting  at the brightness  of the screen  in the darkroom.  She saw that  the text message was from oneof the rouges,  Mark?  No.  No, her preferred Mardon;that’s right.  She didn’t  entirely  understand  what themessage was saying, something about a meta at thehouse? Were they in trouble?  She almost got up andheaded right over, but figured that she should try text-ing back and then go  over if no one replied.  Or if so-mething was wrong.

                                       [TEXT: Mardon☔] Are you guys okay? What’s going                                                                        on? Do you need any help?

[offershopea-blog]

[text]: Guess who just got back in town. - wcathcrwizard

[text] ... You?

[stolenscarletarchive-blog]

[ @wcathcrwizard x ]

It was a struggle to hold someone so determined to fight.  TV makes it look easier.  Barry clung to Mardon for dear life to hold him back.  If nothing else, he could grasp this kind of rage.  “Don’t, Mardon!”  He glanced up at the raging sky and nearly winced at it.

“He did, he deserved better and so do you so stop trying to get yourself killed.”  Barry didn’t know Clyde, but hopefully reason would help, and given Mardon’s feelings towards his brother he couldn’t have been as bad as people believe.  “He wouldn’t want you dying too would he?”

[doctorly-blog1]

because @wcathcrwizard answered [ x ]

They were supposed to be making a delivery to Makus III. Given their two day lead on the rendezvous, they stopped to follow standing orders to examine and research any quasar formations they came across. It was an attempt to learn and expand their knowledge of space, of what they were dealing with. The research was meant to improve their experience in space and pave a way for future vessels to have it easier. Space travel would only ever get easier the more they explored, the more they discovered.

Personally, McCoy had been excited to go out in the Galileo and get a closer look at what they were flying towards. What he hadn’t been excited by was the crash landing that occurred. The second they hit the ground, he was on his feet, ignoring a slight dizzy feeling, and he checked that everyone was okay and blood-free. For the most part, the worst thing had been heads knocked against the wall. They were all okay, until he got to Mardon, who’d been nearly knocked out. He had maneuvered himself over Mark’s chair, tricorder checking for any anomalies.

Luckily, Mardon was going to be fine, which was only a minor comfort given the fact that they were on an unknown planet with unknown creatures and no way of contacting the Enterprise. Whatever friction the ion storm was causing, it looked like they were in for a long and unpleasant stay on this planet. “What hurts? I’m seeing possible broken ribs, but thankfully no internal bleeding. I’ve got something I c’n give ya for a headache if you’ve got one.” Which, knowing their luck, he probably did. “You hear me okay? Any ringin’ in your ears?”