become hulk, destroy puny baton peon.
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Come out from bed,
Anyway new goal, let's start planning some supervillain shit, but for good. We can necromancer so its's time to start learning how to build undead armies in a secret lair to overthrow the government that was mean to Bruce and Esme that one time.[/b][/size]
Hey wait shit, is there time to change my name vote? I forgot about the all-time best necromancer, Orpheus. We should name ourselves that. At the very least we should talk like that. None of you are ever going to be able to unhear his voice now anyway.
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Except the Orpheus part. In classical mythology, Orpheus failed his attempt at necromancy by being impatient. Let us not follow his example.
Agreed. Patience will be important
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Preemptively get naked to be ready for another raid
Also remember to greet the formerly sleeping person who hasn't met us. No reason not to be polite.
Get out from under the bed and ask Bruce what that was about
You get your body moving again - it takes a moment for it to come out of complete immobility- and crawl out. The woman, who you think might honestly be more reasonably called a girl now that you really get a good look at her, stares at you wide eyed as you do. Ah, right, she didn't know you were there. You wave a bit awkwardly and introduce yourself as Orpheus, which causes both Bruce and Esme to give you a rather odd look.
"Did some soul searching down there, discovered your true name?" Esme asks, smiling just a bit. You tell her it just feels right and she shrugs."Whatever floats your boat."
"I'm Mary." The girl says, though she's eyeing you with evident disbelief.
You immediately turn to Bruce and ask what that was all about. His frown deepens and you notice that he has his arm around Mary. He draws her a little closer before he starts speaking.
"Back when the coup first happened there were some protestors who thought the military was taking too long to create a new government. Some started doing sabotage or violence when their demands weren't met. Eventually the government labeled them terrorists and started rounding them up. Some probably deserved it, others were just kids with signs. A lot disappeared forever, others were executed publicly. Some got away and went into hiding. Government doesn't make much effort to track them down as long as they don't do anything but they can use it as leverage on them, or their families, if they want.
That's why I do this government work- well, one of the reasons anyway." He sighs, drinking something from a glass on the side table next to him before holding the cold glass to the wound on his head. "They got me and I can't shake'em. Thats all there is to it."