Post by The B-Witch on Jul 16, 2011 15:37:36 GMT -5
*Shortly after family night ended.....that next morning to be exact the Schemer was in one of his famed fedora shaped aircraft and making his way to Houston, Texas. There a launch of a new top secret spy satellite was about to commence. According to his sources...the untied states planned to place in geosynchronous over Atlantis...no doubt to keep a closer eye on Llyron's antics. Since they were allies now....the Schemer informed the lord of all that swam and sank of this development. And since he had a Schemer to use the shuttle that was carrying the satellite for his own means....it this venture would serve a duel purpose. He could tighten his alliance with Llyron by aiding him....while pulling off one of the greatest criminal coos in history.
The fedora craft....outfitteed with radar deflection devices of Wobb design landed outside the security fence...and there he planned to meet with those he invited to join him. Among them were Hard Core....his beloved who had super strength that would be useful on this trip. their two children mia and Hattie....who could observe a grand scheme in motion...and benefit from the experience. Lark who he feared to leave behind since she was spending him out of house and home. And of course...Llyron himself.*
The fools. *He said statring into thebase from behind the cover of a grove of trees.* My radar scrambler has allowed me us on the brink of ingress without being noticed.
*He glanced over to Llyron.* I trust you read the memo I sent concerning this launch?
*He then glanced over to Hard Core.* The security within is of course potent. But enough for us to overcome. Nearly two hundred soliders....the astronauts of course...control room personel.....and 20 special security force armored division soldiers...all clad in Stark issue guardsman armor. They will be our most potent opponents in reaching the shuttle.
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Lllyron smiled.
"Of course, my dear ally. Another overt act of aggression against my people. I won't mention how many biological weapons I have sitting in various american harbors ... all gear to affect only flatline surface humans of course. Guardsmen ... could prove a minor challenge to your lady's and my strength and your intellect, my friend."
He looked to Lark.
"Finally, lovely lark, we get to spend a bit of time together ... albeit working time. We shall simply HAVE to schedule more time for us to get to know each other so much much more."
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"Guardsmen and soldiers...could be interesting. The astronauts, probably shouldn't be harmed, but of course, they will all have at least air force training." HC ponders for a moment, "We could just do an aerial assault on the rocket itself."
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We could just...you know...'tell' them not to do it...all telepathicly, maybe?
Mia looks at Hattie for a moment, "What would the fun and challenge of that be? Besides, they're probably wearing something to keep dad from mind melting them or something, anyway."
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Lark smirks when her daddy talks about doing a fresh scheme.
"Yes Llyron! I want to come to Atlantis for a week or two and try out the place before we get married. I will be a queen amd everything."
She fumbles through her bag and checks her day planner.
"I am not free all next week and the week after. I am normally super busy but will cancel all my shopping and singing auditions so we can spend time together."
The mention of auditions sparks a thought in Lark's brain. Something her father promised. What was it? Yes. She knew.
"You said we were going out for lunch, daddy! You said we were doing going to lunch first then we do the scheme. That is what you said! You said it! I heard it!
I was watching Maury Povich and they had this talent agent on and do you know what he said? I'll tell you what he said. He said that most female singers weigh between 110 ten and 120 pounds.That's the perfect camera weight. Not to skinny or fat. Now I got on the scale and I weighed 110 pounds this morning. So if I don't get lunch I will lose a pound or two. Then what happens if we are out today and a talent agent sees me? You know what they will say? I'll tell you what they will say. They will say, Jessica we loved your demo-disc but you only weigh 109 pounds so we can't use you."
Lark flounces about in her huffy, Larky way and stares at her daddy.
"So there goes my career. Gone, poof. And all because you did not get me lunch. See how horrible things are for me here, Llyron. I long to be taken to Atlantis where together we shall be treated in royal fashion as we deserve."
Since lunch is being put off, Lark reaches into her bag and puts back the day planner. Once more she fumbles past keys, her wallet filled with dozens of maxed out credit cards, her kays, an autographed picture of Justin Bieber and finally she locates what she wants. Her calorie counter booklet. She flips through and finds that walking and running burn up the same amount of calories. But sonic flight burns up only half that amount.
"Can I fly into the base, it burns up less calories then I will not have to worry about losing too much weight. Or how about Llyron carry me in so my weigh remains steady. Yes! It will be good practice for when you carry me over the threshold on our wedding night. Wedding night! Yes! I have an idea, Daddy. You can marry Hard Core the sameday I marry Llyron! We can have a duel wedding! And Hard Core and I will wear wonderful white gowns! And we shall be so pretty!"
She zoned out into her lark world of wonder her mind on thoughts of being married and a queen.
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Indeed. *the Schemer said simply to his ocean dwelling ally. Fact was he did not care about what happened to Atlantis. they could nuke the place and he would not shed a tear but Llyron was useful and Atlantis was a superpower. the united states, Ganosha, Latveria, China, Atlantis, Wankanda....they were the main powers in the world at present...having one on his side made the clique's even more powerful than normal. But now it was time to get back to business.*
You're right darling. *He told his daughter when she pointed out those within would be outfitted with telepathy blocking selenium.* d**n those russians for the invent of that infernal unconstituional metal!! But no matter. With you mother and Llyron to take out the heavy hitters within....they could have a mound of the stuff as high as a mountain and would do them no good.
*He moved over towards his twin girls.* I'll stay with them....Once inside...we will be detected...Hard Core...Llyron...you're have to move fast. Take out the guardsmen. Lark can handle the non-armored guards and the autonauts with her sonic scream....And I'll use my communications scrambler within my omniblaster cane to knock out their attempts to signal for help.
Now.....Darling. *He said to Hard Core.* Care to rip open the electric fence? The voltage would be fatal to the rest of us save for Llyron....but it would barely tickle you.
And once the guards are out of action...we proceed to shuttle. And there....I shall gain revenge for us both, Llyron.
*He hardly knew where to begin with Lark and simply shook his head before replying.* Focus my dear.....and I'll buy you lunch after the scheme. I promise. *He was not a man that felt guilt or mercy often.....but since it was his fault Lark was so addled of mind....he did make allowences. Still....sometimes her ravings grew overly tiresome.*
Yes yes....we'll get married together....but Hard Core won't wera white...she's the mother of two children. Tradition must be upheld.*
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"Revenge on the generals and not the infantry, my friend. We should of course miminize unnecessary injury, especially to unarmored guards and civilians ,,,"
He sipped his bottled water, having brought his own of course.
He smiled.
"Lark, though you are the world's most incomparable beauty, we're not engaged yet. We have to get to know each other better, and then decide if marriage is the best. A regular Grace Kelly for fair Atlantis, though she was not nearly so talented as you. And as for weight, your inner beauty will ALWAYS be mirrored in your outer perfection. You needn't worry about a pound or two. But ... WHY would you have to do a demo disc, like some untalented wannabe? Can't schemer simply buy you a record company of your own?"
He leaned back to enjoy the chaos that would liikely inspire.
"Winston, white at a wedding doesn't symbolize the physical purity of the bride any more, but rather the new life you begin with the love of your life, respecting, loving and worshipping the woman of your dreams. The whiite to me symbolizes the pure light of discovery. I myself am a physical virgin, but that won't affect my choice of garb at my wedding or weddings."
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HC looks at the electric fence for a moment...having never really been fond of the burning sensation that goes through her, similar in sensation to Llyron's desalination beam...without the nasty dehydration side effect.
She half wished she had some gloves as she walks towards the fence, preparing to rip through it.
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Hattie furrows her brow at her mother's hesitation, then feels why she has it. She glances around for a quick second before her mother touches the fence and simply has it rip itself open before her mother can touch it.
Mia raises a brow, then pats her sister's shoulder. "Nice work, mom," though still patting her sister lightly.
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Assured she will get lunch Lark does not complain further on that subject. But she is confused why Hard Core will not wear white at her wedding. What do Children have to do with it? She ponders and puzzles over this her face twisted in a mask of hard consentration and deep thought. Then the answer after nearly a minute comes to her.
"I guess it is difficult keeping things white when you have kids around. Ok she can wear what she wants."
But Llyron says it is ok for her to wear whit so now Lark is happy. Hard Core and she can each wear the same gown. She will pick it out for them. Lark is perfect when it comes clothes. It is like a another superpower.
Llyron mentions getting to know each other better which Lark does not get at all. She is ultra-sexy and Llyron is rich, royal and handsome. Whatelse did they need to know?
Ok. You can look on my facebook and my space if you need more information Llyron sweetie. I have a twitter account too!"
She wishes to talk more about this but there is something she has to do? More hard pressing thoughts occurs. Her face strains as the thought process takes hold.a full minute after Hard Core rips the fence open, she remembers. Take out the astronauts and guards. Then go to the shuttle. In her usually gracefully, larky way she unleashes her sonic scream and takes flight, being careful not to burn too many calories. A high pitched sonic note cast out over the base and away from her Llyron and the others will knock out all nonprotected base personel while leave her allies untouched.
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*The Schemer ignored Lark's remarks and instead focused on Llyron's comments.* Yes...of course my friend. *He said privately thinking Llyron a fool. Who cared if the soldiers got killed or hurt? they were humans....expendable apes all. But no matter....if sparing some human germs maintained the alliance between he and Llyron...then let the slugs lives and thrive.
Lark...much to the Schemer's surprise and pleasure perfromed her taks well....he would have to give her a treat later. That always got good results with his cat....perhaps such positive reinforcement would work with her as well.
Hard Core opened up the fence....and as expected....the guardmen came flying out of a hanger bay in the center of the base.*
They are armed with repulsor rays....similar but not as powerful as Iron man's. *He told Llyron and Hard Core.* They armor boosts their strength Each guardman can lift 15 tons with a maximum effort. They have as you see from their flight....boot jets....top speed...100 miles per hour. The armor is a milignium alloy....strong but you two should be capable of ripping it to shreds. I estimate 15 or 20 guardsmen.....stop them....and the base is ours!!!
*The Schemer addressed hattie and mia.* Come darlings....Lets us join Lark at the shuttle bay. Your mother and Llyron will join us in a moment...after they stop those bad men.
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Llyron shifted forms, limited as it was, he was able to become a perfect replica of Namor. In fact, wearing his patented pseudoderm, genetic sampling would even point to the elder prince of atlantis.
He rushed out of the fedora-vessel. Obviously, schemer had watched Lidsville as a child.
"Imperious Rex !! Have at thee, you tin clad buffoons !"
He ripped into the guardmen, like a bowling ball hitting the ten pins. He hadn't the guardsmen's speed ... though he could muster a good 60 mph. But, since they were heading toward him, it was a mute point. The few repulsor blasts that hit him hurt, but inflicted no serious damage, After the third one hit stingingly, he grabbed a guardsman and began to use him a shield. No wonder captain america used one ... of course his didn't scream ...
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HC takes to the air, figuring that's easier to draw attention away from her kids...and Schemer. She chuckles a bit seeing the Namorified Llyron, then starts to lend her pummeling to the fray.
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Mia and Hattie hang back a moment with their father until they see the path before them opening up. Mia makes a run for it, forgetting her increased speed for a moment as she plow rushes through the already stumbling and dazed army men, cutting a course through for her father & sister sibling.
Hattie watches her sister rush in, show off, then makes her way in, closer to her father, using her telekinetic abilities to force the soldiers further away from them as they walked.
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Lark did her job and steps in the lift of the rocket gantry. She waits for her daddy and her two beautiful halfsisters then she will pressthe button to lift them to the control deck just before the nose cone at the top of the rocket.
As she waits she watches as Hard Core and Llyron pound the guardman. Hattie and Mia clear a path to the Rocket and certain her daddy will follow. She calls out to them and waves for them to hurry.
"Come on girls! Get over here. We have to keep you safe! You are not season pros like your mother, father, Llyron and I. You are junior members like the wondertwins. You are not ready to take on the tough guys like the rest of us."
She calls out to her father next.
Did I do good, daddy?
Finally she calls to Hard Core and Llyron cheering them on.
"Go! Get them! Hit him in the head! Hard Core go for the kneecaps! Llyron go for the kidney! Oh. I love a good fight!"
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*The Schemer followed the line of least resistance...as it were...letting his twin daughters pave a way through the fallen and falling humanity. In short order he arrived at the rocket...and shuffled the youngsters on to the elevator with Lark.*
Well done girls!! You both get a ice cream cone on me later for those moves!!
*On the elevator he smiles at Lark who asks about her performance...and quoting a line from superman the movie part four he states flatly...*
I've long considered you the dutch elm disease of the clique tree, Lark....but this time...yes you did well. *Of course her calling Llyron by his true name did not help. But the Schemer decided not to complain.Not when victory was within their grasp.* Now....up we go.
*He pressed the elevator up button....the platform they stood on started upward towards the control deck.*
Uh...Namor....Hard Core....we'll meet you inside the control deck of the shuttle once you've finished off those insipid Guardsman. *He chuckled watching his beloeved and the prince of the sea batter the armored force.* that fool stark!! As if his technology were match for my genius....Hard Core's strength...and...uh...Llyorn's sea born might!!
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He wiped up the last of the guardsmen ... except for a handful for HC .. and flew the control room, ripping in via the wall.
"Darling Lark, when I'm pink skinned and point eared, call me Namor."
He looked on while schemer did his tech thing ... he so enjoyed highjacking other people's ideas. After all, his best schemes were from 50's movies ...
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HC didn't waste much time mincing words, though, opening the tin cans and simply letting their contents fall out was amusing. Though, simply grabbing and crushing the rocket boots would suffice. She glances towards the tower and watches the elevator lifting her darlings, and Lark skyward to the top of the rocket and starts towards them, noticing Llyron going towards the control room instead.
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"MMmmmm...ice cream." Mia looked out over the combat zone as her mother and the pink skinned creepy fishman, who tended to leer at she and her sister like Steven Tyler does female Idol contestants, take on the airborn armored men.
Hattie simply looks down at the ground as the lift rises, watching the men below turn slowly into insects.
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"Ok." She says to Llyron and looks him over. He has pink skin now so he has to be called Namor. Whatever. these supervillains and their disguises. "she follows "Namor" into the the control room of the shuttle. The astronaunts are out cold on the floor from her sonic scream.
"Look! I got them too! Who is bad? I am bad! I am sooooooo bad!
Everyone shuffles into the control room. Her father will be doing his technobable fixing the ship for whatever plan he has in mind. Now it gets boring. Nothing to do but wait and think about things that are important to her. Right now the most important thing to her is that she is hungry. How much longer is this scheme going to take? She needs food. At least Rocket is not around. If they took her to lunch nobody would get anything. Lark really hates her. Rocket eats and eats and never gains an once. Biatch.
Inside she drops into one of the command seats out of the way to give her daddy space to work. bored she looks over the contro, panel and notices a word next to one of the buttons. LAUNCH.
She giggles reading that.
"Some people are so stupid. They did not spell lunch right." It occurs to her lunch means food. Astronaunts eat healthy right? Yes they do. She saw that on Tyra Banks. That button must open the food container. So she presses the button expecting it to open the food container. Instead there is a terrible roar of engines and the entire rocket rumbles to life.
Oh my god! My stomach! that rumbling! I must be starving to death!
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*the Schemer slipped in past Llyron after the sea king ripped open the hatch for him. The garish grouper was coming in handy on this caper...he had to admit. He bagan to reprogram the shuttle When it was complete...it would not lock into a fixed orbit over Atlantis...it would instead be on a fixed course towards the justice league watch tower. Even with their force shields in place...the damage would take months....even years to repair. And to insure impact....the Schemer was installing a force field generator.*
The fools!! Even there' energy laced impact beam don't deflect the forcefield....and with the senior members of the justice league involved in fighting the Wobb....the watchtower will be crippled!!! What a triumph!! Not only will I prevent yur country from being needless spied upon, Llyron....but the I'll strike a deadly blow to one of the earth's more powerful superteams!!!
*But then.....the engines started.* What the?? *He saw Lark had hit the launch button.* Dunce!!! No...that's launch not lunch!!! *the Ship started up....and the Schemer felt a moments panic.*
No...we'll crash into the watchtower!! We'll be destroyed!! *He pressed for the autopilot.* Maybe it can help!!!
*A robot popped out from behind a hidden panel.....looked at the controls altered the ships course with a press of a few buttons to prevent the ship from hitting inhabited areas...and ran towards parachutes hanging nearby. It grabbed one and jumped out of the control panel doorway Llyron had ripped open.*
*Frantically the Schemer tried to do something.* Uh....Hard Core....get the kids to safety. *He rushed over towards Lark and grabbed her by the throat.* I'll kill you you moron!!! Because of you the robot changed the course of the ship toward australian outback!!!
*He released Lark and looked to Llyron.* Fly me out of here before I end up eating shrimp on the barbie!!
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Llyron glared at Schemer.
"Do not EVER manhandle the lovely lark again."
He ignored the order to save schemer, and picked up the beautiful songstress.
"An understandable mistake, angel. If they'd given you some nourishment it would never have happened ..."
He dropped a teleport tag as he moved toward the exit.
"Use the teleporter, as I much prefer to have a beautiful woman in my arms."
He stepped out of the hole and flew down, holding Lark.
"So, what kind of music do you prefer to sing? I would LOVE a concert in New Crystal City ..."
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HC grabs her girls and makes her way towards the exit, noticing the teleport tag, curious as to where it would take her darling.
Mother, I can handle the fall.
HC looks at he girls, then nods as Mia clings to Hattie who simply lets herself move out the door, closing her eyes to focus on her telekinetic abilities catch and slow their fall.
HC watches Llyron leave with the brainless wondergirl. She grabs onto Schemer and pulls him with her, drifting down following the path of her girls, if anything else, she could catch up to them and help their decent.
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Slowing like dawn coming up over the horizon Lark suddenly realized that she hit the wrong button. She plans to shrug and apologize but her daddy's hands are wrapped around her throat choking her. By the time he lets go she is coughing and gagging. Llyron comes to her rescue saving her from one of her daddy's overreactions.
"Thanx baby!" She says to Llyron and is off with him. On the way out she looks back at her daddy who Llyron gives a teleport tag too. "Don't be angry daddy! The ship is heading down under! Maybe we will get lucky and it will fall on Abbie Cornish!"
then she and Llyron fly off into the afternoon sky hopefully off to lunch.
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A teleport tag! I'm not using that thing and getting teleported into one of your experiement labs, Llyron!! Get me out of here!! And don't tell me how to raise my children!! Now get back here and get me out of here!!
*But Lyron fled with Lark...hopefully forever...leaving the Schemer heading towards the land down under. He heard Lark speak about getting Abbie Cornish and nodded.* Yes...she was annoying in sucker punch....wait a minute!!! Lark!! I'll for this!! And you too Llyron!!
Thankfully Hard Core arrived and pulled him to safety before a vacation down under could be had.* Thank you darling....I'm glad somebody around here is loyal!!!
The fedora craft....outfitteed with radar deflection devices of Wobb design landed outside the security fence...and there he planned to meet with those he invited to join him. Among them were Hard Core....his beloved who had super strength that would be useful on this trip. their two children mia and Hattie....who could observe a grand scheme in motion...and benefit from the experience. Lark who he feared to leave behind since she was spending him out of house and home. And of course...Llyron himself.*
The fools. *He said statring into thebase from behind the cover of a grove of trees.* My radar scrambler has allowed me us on the brink of ingress without being noticed.
*He glanced over to Llyron.* I trust you read the memo I sent concerning this launch?
*He then glanced over to Hard Core.* The security within is of course potent. But enough for us to overcome. Nearly two hundred soliders....the astronauts of course...control room personel.....and 20 special security force armored division soldiers...all clad in Stark issue guardsman armor. They will be our most potent opponents in reaching the shuttle.
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Lllyron smiled.
"Of course, my dear ally. Another overt act of aggression against my people. I won't mention how many biological weapons I have sitting in various american harbors ... all gear to affect only flatline surface humans of course. Guardsmen ... could prove a minor challenge to your lady's and my strength and your intellect, my friend."
He looked to Lark.
"Finally, lovely lark, we get to spend a bit of time together ... albeit working time. We shall simply HAVE to schedule more time for us to get to know each other so much much more."
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"Guardsmen and soldiers...could be interesting. The astronauts, probably shouldn't be harmed, but of course, they will all have at least air force training." HC ponders for a moment, "We could just do an aerial assault on the rocket itself."
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We could just...you know...'tell' them not to do it...all telepathicly, maybe?
Mia looks at Hattie for a moment, "What would the fun and challenge of that be? Besides, they're probably wearing something to keep dad from mind melting them or something, anyway."
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Lark smirks when her daddy talks about doing a fresh scheme.
"Yes Llyron! I want to come to Atlantis for a week or two and try out the place before we get married. I will be a queen amd everything."
She fumbles through her bag and checks her day planner.
"I am not free all next week and the week after. I am normally super busy but will cancel all my shopping and singing auditions so we can spend time together."
The mention of auditions sparks a thought in Lark's brain. Something her father promised. What was it? Yes. She knew.
"You said we were going out for lunch, daddy! You said we were doing going to lunch first then we do the scheme. That is what you said! You said it! I heard it!
I was watching Maury Povich and they had this talent agent on and do you know what he said? I'll tell you what he said. He said that most female singers weigh between 110 ten and 120 pounds.That's the perfect camera weight. Not to skinny or fat. Now I got on the scale and I weighed 110 pounds this morning. So if I don't get lunch I will lose a pound or two. Then what happens if we are out today and a talent agent sees me? You know what they will say? I'll tell you what they will say. They will say, Jessica we loved your demo-disc but you only weigh 109 pounds so we can't use you."
Lark flounces about in her huffy, Larky way and stares at her daddy.
"So there goes my career. Gone, poof. And all because you did not get me lunch. See how horrible things are for me here, Llyron. I long to be taken to Atlantis where together we shall be treated in royal fashion as we deserve."
Since lunch is being put off, Lark reaches into her bag and puts back the day planner. Once more she fumbles past keys, her wallet filled with dozens of maxed out credit cards, her kays, an autographed picture of Justin Bieber and finally she locates what she wants. Her calorie counter booklet. She flips through and finds that walking and running burn up the same amount of calories. But sonic flight burns up only half that amount.
"Can I fly into the base, it burns up less calories then I will not have to worry about losing too much weight. Or how about Llyron carry me in so my weigh remains steady. Yes! It will be good practice for when you carry me over the threshold on our wedding night. Wedding night! Yes! I have an idea, Daddy. You can marry Hard Core the sameday I marry Llyron! We can have a duel wedding! And Hard Core and I will wear wonderful white gowns! And we shall be so pretty!"
She zoned out into her lark world of wonder her mind on thoughts of being married and a queen.
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Indeed. *the Schemer said simply to his ocean dwelling ally. Fact was he did not care about what happened to Atlantis. they could nuke the place and he would not shed a tear but Llyron was useful and Atlantis was a superpower. the united states, Ganosha, Latveria, China, Atlantis, Wankanda....they were the main powers in the world at present...having one on his side made the clique's even more powerful than normal. But now it was time to get back to business.*
You're right darling. *He told his daughter when she pointed out those within would be outfitted with telepathy blocking selenium.* d**n those russians for the invent of that infernal unconstituional metal!! But no matter. With you mother and Llyron to take out the heavy hitters within....they could have a mound of the stuff as high as a mountain and would do them no good.
*He moved over towards his twin girls.* I'll stay with them....Once inside...we will be detected...Hard Core...Llyron...you're have to move fast. Take out the guardsmen. Lark can handle the non-armored guards and the autonauts with her sonic scream....And I'll use my communications scrambler within my omniblaster cane to knock out their attempts to signal for help.
Now.....Darling. *He said to Hard Core.* Care to rip open the electric fence? The voltage would be fatal to the rest of us save for Llyron....but it would barely tickle you.
And once the guards are out of action...we proceed to shuttle. And there....I shall gain revenge for us both, Llyron.
*He hardly knew where to begin with Lark and simply shook his head before replying.* Focus my dear.....and I'll buy you lunch after the scheme. I promise. *He was not a man that felt guilt or mercy often.....but since it was his fault Lark was so addled of mind....he did make allowences. Still....sometimes her ravings grew overly tiresome.*
Yes yes....we'll get married together....but Hard Core won't wera white...she's the mother of two children. Tradition must be upheld.*
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"Revenge on the generals and not the infantry, my friend. We should of course miminize unnecessary injury, especially to unarmored guards and civilians ,,,"
He sipped his bottled water, having brought his own of course.
He smiled.
"Lark, though you are the world's most incomparable beauty, we're not engaged yet. We have to get to know each other better, and then decide if marriage is the best. A regular Grace Kelly for fair Atlantis, though she was not nearly so talented as you. And as for weight, your inner beauty will ALWAYS be mirrored in your outer perfection. You needn't worry about a pound or two. But ... WHY would you have to do a demo disc, like some untalented wannabe? Can't schemer simply buy you a record company of your own?"
He leaned back to enjoy the chaos that would liikely inspire.
"Winston, white at a wedding doesn't symbolize the physical purity of the bride any more, but rather the new life you begin with the love of your life, respecting, loving and worshipping the woman of your dreams. The whiite to me symbolizes the pure light of discovery. I myself am a physical virgin, but that won't affect my choice of garb at my wedding or weddings."
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HC looks at the electric fence for a moment...having never really been fond of the burning sensation that goes through her, similar in sensation to Llyron's desalination beam...without the nasty dehydration side effect.
She half wished she had some gloves as she walks towards the fence, preparing to rip through it.
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Hattie furrows her brow at her mother's hesitation, then feels why she has it. She glances around for a quick second before her mother touches the fence and simply has it rip itself open before her mother can touch it.
Mia raises a brow, then pats her sister's shoulder. "Nice work, mom," though still patting her sister lightly.
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Assured she will get lunch Lark does not complain further on that subject. But she is confused why Hard Core will not wear white at her wedding. What do Children have to do with it? She ponders and puzzles over this her face twisted in a mask of hard consentration and deep thought. Then the answer after nearly a minute comes to her.
"I guess it is difficult keeping things white when you have kids around. Ok she can wear what she wants."
But Llyron says it is ok for her to wear whit so now Lark is happy. Hard Core and she can each wear the same gown. She will pick it out for them. Lark is perfect when it comes clothes. It is like a another superpower.
Llyron mentions getting to know each other better which Lark does not get at all. She is ultra-sexy and Llyron is rich, royal and handsome. Whatelse did they need to know?
Ok. You can look on my facebook and my space if you need more information Llyron sweetie. I have a twitter account too!"
She wishes to talk more about this but there is something she has to do? More hard pressing thoughts occurs. Her face strains as the thought process takes hold.a full minute after Hard Core rips the fence open, she remembers. Take out the astronauts and guards. Then go to the shuttle. In her usually gracefully, larky way she unleashes her sonic scream and takes flight, being careful not to burn too many calories. A high pitched sonic note cast out over the base and away from her Llyron and the others will knock out all nonprotected base personel while leave her allies untouched.
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*The Schemer ignored Lark's remarks and instead focused on Llyron's comments.* Yes...of course my friend. *He said privately thinking Llyron a fool. Who cared if the soldiers got killed or hurt? they were humans....expendable apes all. But no matter....if sparing some human germs maintained the alliance between he and Llyron...then let the slugs lives and thrive.
Lark...much to the Schemer's surprise and pleasure perfromed her taks well....he would have to give her a treat later. That always got good results with his cat....perhaps such positive reinforcement would work with her as well.
Hard Core opened up the fence....and as expected....the guardmen came flying out of a hanger bay in the center of the base.*
They are armed with repulsor rays....similar but not as powerful as Iron man's. *He told Llyron and Hard Core.* They armor boosts their strength Each guardman can lift 15 tons with a maximum effort. They have as you see from their flight....boot jets....top speed...100 miles per hour. The armor is a milignium alloy....strong but you two should be capable of ripping it to shreds. I estimate 15 or 20 guardsmen.....stop them....and the base is ours!!!
*The Schemer addressed hattie and mia.* Come darlings....Lets us join Lark at the shuttle bay. Your mother and Llyron will join us in a moment...after they stop those bad men.
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Llyron shifted forms, limited as it was, he was able to become a perfect replica of Namor. In fact, wearing his patented pseudoderm, genetic sampling would even point to the elder prince of atlantis.
He rushed out of the fedora-vessel. Obviously, schemer had watched Lidsville as a child.
"Imperious Rex !! Have at thee, you tin clad buffoons !"
He ripped into the guardmen, like a bowling ball hitting the ten pins. He hadn't the guardsmen's speed ... though he could muster a good 60 mph. But, since they were heading toward him, it was a mute point. The few repulsor blasts that hit him hurt, but inflicted no serious damage, After the third one hit stingingly, he grabbed a guardsman and began to use him a shield. No wonder captain america used one ... of course his didn't scream ...
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HC takes to the air, figuring that's easier to draw attention away from her kids...and Schemer. She chuckles a bit seeing the Namorified Llyron, then starts to lend her pummeling to the fray.
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Mia and Hattie hang back a moment with their father until they see the path before them opening up. Mia makes a run for it, forgetting her increased speed for a moment as she plow rushes through the already stumbling and dazed army men, cutting a course through for her father & sister sibling.
Hattie watches her sister rush in, show off, then makes her way in, closer to her father, using her telekinetic abilities to force the soldiers further away from them as they walked.
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Lark did her job and steps in the lift of the rocket gantry. She waits for her daddy and her two beautiful halfsisters then she will pressthe button to lift them to the control deck just before the nose cone at the top of the rocket.
As she waits she watches as Hard Core and Llyron pound the guardman. Hattie and Mia clear a path to the Rocket and certain her daddy will follow. She calls out to them and waves for them to hurry.
"Come on girls! Get over here. We have to keep you safe! You are not season pros like your mother, father, Llyron and I. You are junior members like the wondertwins. You are not ready to take on the tough guys like the rest of us."
She calls out to her father next.
Did I do good, daddy?
Finally she calls to Hard Core and Llyron cheering them on.
"Go! Get them! Hit him in the head! Hard Core go for the kneecaps! Llyron go for the kidney! Oh. I love a good fight!"
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*The Schemer followed the line of least resistance...as it were...letting his twin daughters pave a way through the fallen and falling humanity. In short order he arrived at the rocket...and shuffled the youngsters on to the elevator with Lark.*
Well done girls!! You both get a ice cream cone on me later for those moves!!
*On the elevator he smiles at Lark who asks about her performance...and quoting a line from superman the movie part four he states flatly...*
I've long considered you the dutch elm disease of the clique tree, Lark....but this time...yes you did well. *Of course her calling Llyron by his true name did not help. But the Schemer decided not to complain.Not when victory was within their grasp.* Now....up we go.
*He pressed the elevator up button....the platform they stood on started upward towards the control deck.*
Uh...Namor....Hard Core....we'll meet you inside the control deck of the shuttle once you've finished off those insipid Guardsman. *He chuckled watching his beloeved and the prince of the sea batter the armored force.* that fool stark!! As if his technology were match for my genius....Hard Core's strength...and...uh...Llyorn's sea born might!!
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He wiped up the last of the guardsmen ... except for a handful for HC .. and flew the control room, ripping in via the wall.
"Darling Lark, when I'm pink skinned and point eared, call me Namor."
He looked on while schemer did his tech thing ... he so enjoyed highjacking other people's ideas. After all, his best schemes were from 50's movies ...
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HC didn't waste much time mincing words, though, opening the tin cans and simply letting their contents fall out was amusing. Though, simply grabbing and crushing the rocket boots would suffice. She glances towards the tower and watches the elevator lifting her darlings, and Lark skyward to the top of the rocket and starts towards them, noticing Llyron going towards the control room instead.
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"MMmmmm...ice cream." Mia looked out over the combat zone as her mother and the pink skinned creepy fishman, who tended to leer at she and her sister like Steven Tyler does female Idol contestants, take on the airborn armored men.
Hattie simply looks down at the ground as the lift rises, watching the men below turn slowly into insects.
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"Ok." She says to Llyron and looks him over. He has pink skin now so he has to be called Namor. Whatever. these supervillains and their disguises. "she follows "Namor" into the the control room of the shuttle. The astronaunts are out cold on the floor from her sonic scream.
"Look! I got them too! Who is bad? I am bad! I am sooooooo bad!
Everyone shuffles into the control room. Her father will be doing his technobable fixing the ship for whatever plan he has in mind. Now it gets boring. Nothing to do but wait and think about things that are important to her. Right now the most important thing to her is that she is hungry. How much longer is this scheme going to take? She needs food. At least Rocket is not around. If they took her to lunch nobody would get anything. Lark really hates her. Rocket eats and eats and never gains an once. Biatch.
Inside she drops into one of the command seats out of the way to give her daddy space to work. bored she looks over the contro, panel and notices a word next to one of the buttons. LAUNCH.
She giggles reading that.
"Some people are so stupid. They did not spell lunch right." It occurs to her lunch means food. Astronaunts eat healthy right? Yes they do. She saw that on Tyra Banks. That button must open the food container. So she presses the button expecting it to open the food container. Instead there is a terrible roar of engines and the entire rocket rumbles to life.
Oh my god! My stomach! that rumbling! I must be starving to death!
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*the Schemer slipped in past Llyron after the sea king ripped open the hatch for him. The garish grouper was coming in handy on this caper...he had to admit. He bagan to reprogram the shuttle When it was complete...it would not lock into a fixed orbit over Atlantis...it would instead be on a fixed course towards the justice league watch tower. Even with their force shields in place...the damage would take months....even years to repair. And to insure impact....the Schemer was installing a force field generator.*
The fools!! Even there' energy laced impact beam don't deflect the forcefield....and with the senior members of the justice league involved in fighting the Wobb....the watchtower will be crippled!!! What a triumph!! Not only will I prevent yur country from being needless spied upon, Llyron....but the I'll strike a deadly blow to one of the earth's more powerful superteams!!!
*But then.....the engines started.* What the?? *He saw Lark had hit the launch button.* Dunce!!! No...that's launch not lunch!!! *the Ship started up....and the Schemer felt a moments panic.*
No...we'll crash into the watchtower!! We'll be destroyed!! *He pressed for the autopilot.* Maybe it can help!!!
*A robot popped out from behind a hidden panel.....looked at the controls altered the ships course with a press of a few buttons to prevent the ship from hitting inhabited areas...and ran towards parachutes hanging nearby. It grabbed one and jumped out of the control panel doorway Llyron had ripped open.*
*Frantically the Schemer tried to do something.* Uh....Hard Core....get the kids to safety. *He rushed over towards Lark and grabbed her by the throat.* I'll kill you you moron!!! Because of you the robot changed the course of the ship toward australian outback!!!
*He released Lark and looked to Llyron.* Fly me out of here before I end up eating shrimp on the barbie!!
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Llyron glared at Schemer.
"Do not EVER manhandle the lovely lark again."
He ignored the order to save schemer, and picked up the beautiful songstress.
"An understandable mistake, angel. If they'd given you some nourishment it would never have happened ..."
He dropped a teleport tag as he moved toward the exit.
"Use the teleporter, as I much prefer to have a beautiful woman in my arms."
He stepped out of the hole and flew down, holding Lark.
"So, what kind of music do you prefer to sing? I would LOVE a concert in New Crystal City ..."
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HC grabs her girls and makes her way towards the exit, noticing the teleport tag, curious as to where it would take her darling.
Mother, I can handle the fall.
HC looks at he girls, then nods as Mia clings to Hattie who simply lets herself move out the door, closing her eyes to focus on her telekinetic abilities catch and slow their fall.
HC watches Llyron leave with the brainless wondergirl. She grabs onto Schemer and pulls him with her, drifting down following the path of her girls, if anything else, she could catch up to them and help their decent.
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Slowing like dawn coming up over the horizon Lark suddenly realized that she hit the wrong button. She plans to shrug and apologize but her daddy's hands are wrapped around her throat choking her. By the time he lets go she is coughing and gagging. Llyron comes to her rescue saving her from one of her daddy's overreactions.
"Thanx baby!" She says to Llyron and is off with him. On the way out she looks back at her daddy who Llyron gives a teleport tag too. "Don't be angry daddy! The ship is heading down under! Maybe we will get lucky and it will fall on Abbie Cornish!"
then she and Llyron fly off into the afternoon sky hopefully off to lunch.
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A teleport tag! I'm not using that thing and getting teleported into one of your experiement labs, Llyron!! Get me out of here!! And don't tell me how to raise my children!! Now get back here and get me out of here!!
*But Lyron fled with Lark...hopefully forever...leaving the Schemer heading towards the land down under. He heard Lark speak about getting Abbie Cornish and nodded.* Yes...she was annoying in sucker punch....wait a minute!!! Lark!! I'll for this!! And you too Llyron!!
Thankfully Hard Core arrived and pulled him to safety before a vacation down under could be had.* Thank you darling....I'm glad somebody around here is loyal!!!