Entry tags:
- !plot: feeling sluggish?,
- allen gentry,
- brainiac 5,
- bumblebee,
- chaucer,
- christofel,
- danny phantom,
- john-117,
- jono starsmore,
- kate bishop,
- kon-el,
- leela bricker,
- lyta alexander,
- mai,
- mr. wednesday,
- nathan petrelli,
- pat and toxin,
- penelope maddox,
- robin,
- sam winchester,
- samus aran,
- scorpius,
- shawn spencer,
- sir sparhawk,
- soundwave,
- speedy mia dearden,
- supergirl,
- the doctor,
- the master,
- tobias,
- west rosen,
- will vandom,
- xander,
- zuko
The thing you should know is that everyone is in really big trouble. Yeah. Even you.
Ax had escaped the Controllers on board. Brainy had not been so lucky. Neither had Sam and Tim. And who knew how many others on board had Yeerks wrapped around their brains, controlling their every movement, pretending that everything was normal until the time came to strike.
Who do you trust, podlings?
Who do you trust, podlings?
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Well. He'll just have to let Terry see how good he is without it. He leaps in again, angling low this time, going for Terry's knees.
"I never claimed to be the funny Robin. Just the smart one."
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"If Tim were really that smart, he wouldn't have let you into his head. Gettin' a bit cocky, aren't ya?"
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I'm not really thinking this Tim. I'm so sorry. I'll make this up to you, I swear.
Terry sprung up in a back flip, and rushed at Tim, this time aiming a sharp punch at the arrow-wound on his arm.
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Shaking a little with the effort of controlling his own damn body long enough to not move, he lets the hit connect.
And it hurts. A lot.
He grunts in pain and staggers backwards, the injured arm shrieking in agony. "Don't do that again," he growls.
I told you--you're going to lose.
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"First it's 'Take me down', then it's 'don't do that'... jeez, you're worse then my girlfriend."
Terry didn't wait for Tim to recover before going for another attack, using a single-knuckle punch to hit the wound again, and his other hand to jab at Tim's ribs.
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When he slips into unconsciousness, the expression on his face changes from pain and fury to something like relief.
He won't be able to hurt anyone now.
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That wasn't important, though. Tim. Tim was the important thing. Terry knelled down next to the fallen Robin. "...You think he's okay?" He said quietly to Danny. He was wondering if they should take him down to the Med Bay... but he was hesitant to touch him. The slug might force him awake and start some serious havoc.
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"Shit! Jaime!" He shouted, noticing Jaime's body on the floor.
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"Yeah," she says, coming up behind Danny. "That's..." she trails off before looking towards Robin. "Need my help in getting his belt off?"
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The stillness is why it's so alarming what happens next.
His body starts doing something a little...funny.
The armor, given time by feigning broken-ness has amassed the resources to fix itself. Little blue sparks shoot up from the gaps as the broken parts seal over.
There is the tiniest flutter of his heart, but even Kara likely can't hear it, with it muffled by the armor.
However, they're not going to miss the next part.
There's a high-pitched whine and Jaime's body suddenly jerks as it's electrocuted.
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His body convulses again, but still nothing.
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What? Danny's part ghost himself. It's completely possible that could work.
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He was just reaching for the belt when Jaime started... defibrillating himself?
"Wow. ...I need to tell Bruce to work that into the suit."
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Jaime shudders and this time, he suddenly gasps and turns over on his side, coughing and sucking in deep breaths.
"Owwwwww. Dying hurts."
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"Not by much!" Jaime insists to the scarab.
To the others, he says, "And it's brain slugs. They're called Yeerks." He's gasping, and still wincing as he tries to get to his feet. "It's mind control brain slugs. We need to keep the people who have restrained for three days and the slugs die. They got Paco, too. So, I'd get Robin's belt off quick, although be careful, because one time, back home, I was joking about how my pants electrocute bad guys and he said something that makes me think he even booby-traps his underwear."