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pennysheets2021-03-12 03:55 pm
nowamemory) wrote in pennysheets2021-03-12 03:55 pm
Resurgence [Voicetesting]
The dog is alive again. That's what Misty wanted, after all, to bring back the one wrongful death in the wake of all that powerful magic. He's sitting at her feet and barking.
But the magic of rebirth is still pulling at her, and in her little corner of Westview, it's coalescing into... something unexpected. The shape of a man, only with circuitry for veins and vibranium for bones, piecing itself together one tiny hexagonal piece at a time. She can try to pull back her power, but it'll fight her until its finished bringing back whatever it's latched onto.
The Vision blinks a time or two, confused. The last thing he remembers....
"Wanda?" he asks, but that's not Wanda. He immediately begins running a data match in a subprocess, trying to find a face in his database of Westview natives and SWORD invaders that fits this one. It's not a very big database, so it pings empty after less than a second, while he stares at the blonde woman with Sparky.
Sparky, who was dead. He buried the dog, himself.
What in the world?
But the magic of rebirth is still pulling at her, and in her little corner of Westview, it's coalescing into... something unexpected. The shape of a man, only with circuitry for veins and vibranium for bones, piecing itself together one tiny hexagonal piece at a time. She can try to pull back her power, but it'll fight her until its finished bringing back whatever it's latched onto.
The Vision blinks a time or two, confused. The last thing he remembers....
"Wanda?" he asks, but that's not Wanda. He immediately begins running a data match in a subprocess, trying to find a face in his database of Westview natives and SWORD invaders that fits this one. It's not a very big database, so it pings empty after less than a second, while he stares at the blonde woman with Sparky.
Sparky, who was dead. He buried the dog, himself.
What in the world?