Probably not even a second after the photo was taken, Dean went “oh wow you’re tall!” and stood on his toes, then stopping the staff people and asking if he blinked (with the intention to make them redo the photo if he did).
(He hadn’t blinked)
So yeah. I’m still kinda going “!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” in my head. He was so sweet! (And his panels were just awesome! :D)
“We need all sides of the story, Carey, and to get that we need all parties,” Mr Phocus stated.
He’d been in debriefing three hours and they’d only discussed what he and the others could do, their powers. “No.” Carey knew when he was being used.
“You know where they are, you go get them.” He smiled. “I’m not serving them to you on a silver platter. Not anymore.“
Phocus gave a stressed smile. “Let’s focus on you then. We saw you teleport in…you said you can now move things with your mind as well?”
Carey slipped out of his chair as others in the room made moves towards him; he smiled. “Relax guys, just stretchin’ my legs.” They backed down, he started to pace. “Did you always know what I was? Is that why you hired me? My ability to charm?”
“We knew you had extraordinary people skills, yes.”
“Did you know I was a mutant?”
“It showed in your blood tests, yes.”
A muted chuckle rumbled Carey’s chest before he looked over to Phocus, keyed in on the pen. He concentrated until the pen started to shake, then the portfolio, before Phocus set a hand on both. Carey lifted his hands and the entire table rose. He hands dropped, the table smacked back onto the linoleum. “I’m done. Consider this my resignation.”
Phocus stood up, the guards closed in. “We can’t just let you leave, Carey. You have proprietary information that belongs to Division 3.”
“And what’s that?”
“You,” The Eye sneered from behind.
Carey gave a smirk, then moved. The table flew, knocking back Phocus and a number of guards before he made for the door. A shock of pain hit the back of his neck; he cringed, crumpled, cursed, before body seized and vision went black…
And that’s the end of the first big part of whatever this Marvel madness is, haha! Poor Carey, I know…went there for help, ended up tasered and captured. On the plus, he didn’t betray any of those at Kamar-Taj. (Division 3 already knew where they were, but I don’t think they wanna charge in on a buncha sorcerers, haha!) And, yeah, I gave The Interrogator a name: Mr Phocus - thought it was cool lol!
my parents and i were eating some paaye and i said “musalmanon ne hindustan aa kar 2 hi ache kaam kiye. aik nihari ko tashkeel di aur doosri paaye ko. us ke ilawah musalmanon ne kuch bhi nahi kiya bas bachon ke khatne ki ceremony karwaate thay” (the muslims only did two good things after migrating to india, one they created nihari and secondly paaye. besides that the muslims did nothing besides celebrating their sons’ circumcisions)