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Some more drabbles to get ready with. Timeline-wise, they are all over the place.
5. Blue
The LMD stared down at the links of the chain stretched between the handcuffs circling his wrists as he listened to the man he had been designed to imitate walk out of the cell. The LMD had always known he was not the real Nick Fury—the blue eyes staring back at him in the mirror every morning told him that—but something in his programing had kept him from accepting that one fact.
He pulled the chain tight a moment, then let his arms drop into his lap. He knew the truth now, not that it mattered any more.
6. Spirit
Ryou watched a prism of color wash over the metallic surface of the card in his hand; an ultra rare foil version of ‘Change of Heart’, the duel card he identified with the most. The blue end of the spectrum covered the dark side of angel/demon figure depicted on the face of it. Ryou sighed. He had spent years sharing his body with a spirit that had seemed to be a demon, but who had simply been used as a pawn in an age old game. Now it was he who was the pawn in a whole new game.
7. Waiting
Mikel had spent the day wandering through the old section of the former capital of Carpasia. It was a risky thing to do; even with his hair died black, a scruffy beard and the traditional getup of an American hitchhiking through Europe—blue jeans, obnoxious tee-shirt, hiking boots and beat up backpack—it was possible he’d be recognized. He had once been president of Carpasia; and though he had only lasted a year at the job, and Carpasia itself no longer existed, he was still seen as a symbol of hope to some— and to others, a clear and present danger.
8. Wish
Gwen stepped into the hospital room, but seeing the Colonel sitting by Mikel’s bed scribbling something into a tablet pc, quickly tried to back out before she was noticed. She failed.
“Well, come on in,” Mikel’s father snapped. Gwen bit her lip and cautiously walked over to the bed. She looked down at the pale figure lying there and nervously pulled the blanket up to Mikel’s chin.
“Will he be all right?” she asked softly.
Nick Fury looked down at his son and nodded. “Doc said he’ll be fine.” But Gwen could hear the worry in the older man’s voice.
5. Blue
The LMD stared down at the links of the chain stretched between the handcuffs circling his wrists as he listened to the man he had been designed to imitate walk out of the cell. The LMD had always known he was not the real Nick Fury—the blue eyes staring back at him in the mirror every morning told him that—but something in his programing had kept him from accepting that one fact.
He pulled the chain tight a moment, then let his arms drop into his lap. He knew the truth now, not that it mattered any more.
6. Spirit
Ryou watched a prism of color wash over the metallic surface of the card in his hand; an ultra rare foil version of ‘Change of Heart’, the duel card he identified with the most. The blue end of the spectrum covered the dark side of angel/demon figure depicted on the face of it. Ryou sighed. He had spent years sharing his body with a spirit that had seemed to be a demon, but who had simply been used as a pawn in an age old game. Now it was he who was the pawn in a whole new game.
7. Waiting
Mikel had spent the day wandering through the old section of the former capital of Carpasia. It was a risky thing to do; even with his hair died black, a scruffy beard and the traditional getup of an American hitchhiking through Europe—blue jeans, obnoxious tee-shirt, hiking boots and beat up backpack—it was possible he’d be recognized. He had once been president of Carpasia; and though he had only lasted a year at the job, and Carpasia itself no longer existed, he was still seen as a symbol of hope to some— and to others, a clear and present danger.
8. Wish
Gwen stepped into the hospital room, but seeing the Colonel sitting by Mikel’s bed scribbling something into a tablet pc, quickly tried to back out before she was noticed. She failed.
“Well, come on in,” Mikel’s father snapped. Gwen bit her lip and cautiously walked over to the bed. She looked down at the pale figure lying there and nervously pulled the blanket up to Mikel’s chin.
“Will he be all right?” she asked softly.
Nick Fury looked down at his son and nodded. “Doc said he’ll be fine.” But Gwen could hear the worry in the older man’s voice.
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