nextgenerationmarvel | [Godstorm] Riding Out the Storm

Current Mood: angry

Entry tags:

[Godstorm] Riding Out the Storm

The Godstorm came at New York City, gathering other storms nearby to it. It wanted power Thor's little hammer couldn't easily undo. The Godstorm had underestimated the god once. If he showed up again, he would be ready. His reach was expansive. All along the Atlantic Coast, they felt his raging wrath. Even glancing touches from his circulating clouds brought damage.

There was warning he was coming, but Godstorm cared not one whit. He want right toward the harbor, using its funneling effect and the high tides from the moon to shove torrents of water into the megalopolis. He pushed on shore, making his way inland.

He was looking for something. Not that the small people trying to survive the hurricane coming ashore knew that. Their survival was not even a concern. He just pushed on land and spread his reach. He pushed his storm inland and the requisite flooding came with it. The winds howled and shards of glass broke off skyscrapers and added sharp damage to the mayhem.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

He scratched the rise of one of his eyebrows. "It's not much of a threat to me, true. It will make home hunting a whole lot more interesting."

What with the water overtaking lots of coastal things, shoving ships inland, and other things disruptive to surfacer life. Like making him lose the engagement ring.

"At least we don't have a fussy baby."

"That is so true. She's really very calm. I appreciate that even if I have no idea where that genetic trait came from. Might be from my mom's side of the family I suppose." She smiled at Remi.

"Don't worry so much about looking for a house. We'll find one. It's not that big of an issue, even with a storm."

"Well, she's not giving out sly baby winks to all the little boys, so it's not from me," Remi mused lightly. He was not being the serene one here. Which felt relatively odd. He took a breath.

"I guess I picked up a few more worries becoming a father?" Which was a better cover than saying possibly becoming a husband. Ha ha. He was going to play his hand before this storm was over it. He knew it. Close quarters with an observant, gorgeous woman was going to do him in.

"From what I understand it's normal to start worrying about things since you are suddenly thrust into being in charge of the care and keeping of a tiny squiggly thing. But then again I have no idea what I'm doing ninety percent of the time. I just pop her into the tank and she mostly self-regulates. I hear she freaked out someone the other day though with her float/nap thing."

She smiled.

"What's really bothering you?"

There may have been a small problem with being in love with a scientist. When she didn't have other more technobabble-described things to pay attention to, she turned her observation skills on him. Skirting the truth without out right lying to her was a juggling act he wasn't sure he could keep going.

"I..." He waved a hand in the air to try to conjure the right excuse. "... had found a shipwreck and salvaged some things from it. Now those things are probably embedded in the Empire State Building."

Alexa shrugged.

"Actually, it depends on how deep the shipwreck is and where you salvaged them to. If you have depth estimates and locations I can tell you based on the currents and windspeed."

He rubbed the back of his head. How fitting she was going to scientifically scavenger hunt her engagement ring.

"Well, I stored the important pieces on The Blauzes."

Because why wouldn't he use a place local residents call 'the Blue Breasts' to store things. He had thought his stuff would be safe in the City Island Harbor. Maybe sometime he should take crazy hurricanes into account.

"Under the water or on ground and if on ground, where specifically?"

Remi softly cleared his throat. "Under the water, nestled between them."

The corner of his mouth kept trying to curl up, but he fought it. He was regal prince. He was not supposed to be amused about getting between the harbor's boobs.

"Of course that's where you put it. You are a boob man."

He shrugged slightly. "I can't help it. Our daughter gets more of yours by necessity. I had a longing to fill."

Alexa blinked.

"Wow, babe. Just wow. As for your treasures, if they are below surface they are probably fine. I'd be more worried about what is above the sea."

He laughed at her reaction. He shook his head while he laughed.

"Not really. Gigantic, cold, and wet may have some appeal for other Atlanteans, but you know my preferences." Or at least, he hoped she did. He tried to sleep on a bed beside her rather in his tank.

He took in a deep breath. "Well, I can hope, I guess. Provided the storm surge doesn't rearrange things. But I'm not so good with the..." He waved a hand in the air to try to conjure the right words. He failed and his voice was a bit flatter. "... smart, science-y stuff."

"You are a cuddler, I can say that for you. But seriously, Remi, don't stress about it. I'm sure your treasures are fine. What did you find, some gold coins and such? The last ones you found were really cool."

"All right. I just... don't like the waiting." He sat down on the edge of the bed.

"I think it was a merchant vessel. Mostly. Some gold bars. Silver coins. Lots of ceramic vessels. Some stuff I think belonged to the captain and his family." Like one very pretty mariner's wife's ring.

"Well, you know I like pottery." She sat next to him. "If you want we can go out and get the things. I know there's a storm on, but I have an undersea vessel thing I can break out."

He quirked an eyebrow at her. "An undersea vessel thing, huh? Those kinda terms I can understand. Enough room in it for you and our-"

He checked over his shoulder at the tank. He blinked. His voice picked up an edge. "-baby?"

"Yep. We'd all fit. It's pretty advanced so we'd be okay. We could get your things and get back. Guin would love it."

"Guin would yes," he said a little unsteadily as he got up from the bed to look at the tank more fully. Their daughter should be right there. In the tank. There wasn't anything she could hide behind or under or...

"Why is my tank empty?" He didn't really notice the salt water drips hitting his shoulders.

"What do you mean it's empty?"

Alexa raised a brow and got up to look at the tank.

"Where. Is. Guin?"

"I. Don't. Know." He had no idea why he was getting the short sentences, but he was going to give them right back. He didn't know where his daughter was.

And then something wet hit him in the eye. He made a startled sound and looked up.

"Maudit."

Their daughter by the ceiling was not his doing.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[Godstorm] Riding Out the Storm

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject