04-15-2018, 09:16 PM
Marcus pushed his way in between the crowd of prisoners, trying to see what was happening between the other Avengers. Blair, not content in being left alone in a bunch of male prisoners, followed her way up and strong armed her way through a group of orange snap down jumpsuits.
There was two things that crossed Marcus’ mind, what would happen to the others and what would happen to him and Blair.
After the two finally made their ways to the front of the crowd, Marcus physically restrained himself from lashing out as a stormtrooper threatened him with a stun baton. They responded with a thick threat. He wasn’t one for bowing to any form of Coruscant guards, even if they tried to pull him back into kneeling position.
Blair knew not to push the terminator when he got pissed but she too was angry, but was helpless to do much as a stormtrooper was forcing her back to their cell.
Marcus gritted his teeth and simply growled seeing Dust shocked a lot, MK getting beat up for what they did, and Centurion getting dragged away from the scene.
He wanted to do something but held back in fear he’d end up the same way as them. What scared him here? Why did he feel fear at this time? Curse human emotions sometimes.
“DAMN YOU, guards.”
It was until he heard the words “ Solitary Confinement for MK and Dust” as they were dragged off to different cells.
Marcus growled as he was constantly forced to bow at the feet at a group of stormtroopers trying to keep him down “NO! THEY DIDN’T DO… He slumped at that point, a point of giving up temporarily due to his hidden feelings.
“STAY DOWN!”
“NO! Fuck you guards, the Avengers will fight- back”
“NO!~”
Blair’s eyes lit up with worry “Don’t you DARE give up, Marcus.”
“We’ll get out of th-”
“PRISONER SHUT IT.”
She was interrupted by a stormtrooper laughing in her face.
“Or what, you’ll kiss us to death?
Blair was grabbed by her hair by one of the taller male stormtroopers “I don’t give a fuck what you have to say, secondary. You’re nothing here.”
Marcus was quickly deciding between that tiny devil and Angel on his shoulder rather to rip that stormtrooper an new one and risk torture or get tortured anyway and be good.
-
The transfer was about as uncomfortable for the terminator as it was for Blair as some of the male prisoners tried to make cat calls to the only one of two female left to stare at some of their ugly mugs.
Blair muttered “Fuck off, boys.”
They tried again “If we weren’t-
Marcus eyed the man trying to flirt at Blair with angry eyes enough to burn flames into someone’s own heart.
The glare was scary enough to make the stormtrooper grab ahold of Marcus and the man and pull them away to seperate sides.
“Prisoner 733A, Prisoner 7215Z, break it up.”
Blair “casually” stepped on the man’s foot..hard as the stormtrooper frowned casually “Come.”
She eyed Marcus with a smirk, looking back with a ire look and shrugged as she laughed off how the man couldn’t get her back.
After both of them were pushed through the hallways, Marcus was ever silent as Blair turned “Silent, huh, Marcus?”
Then the stormtroopers dumped them into the cell.
The cells were grey, boring and ready to hold a terminator and his girlfriend as ever as there was a guard stationed in front of Marcus and Blair’s cell, holding a gun, ready to shoot to kill if something happened.
Awkwardness was the name of it all, favoring the Stormtrooper holding a blaster in front of them, most likely taunting the two prisoners.
“Go ahead, try me. I won’t hesitate to blast you two dead.”
Blair crossed her arms as she stared over at the guard, looking clearly bored sitting in front of their cell.
“So, Bob, you enjoy staring at two people who could easily scare the crap out of you?”
“What do you mean?”
“MARCUS!”
“Blair!”
“Bob”’s annoying me, do something for me, would you?
“What, Blair.”
“Tell him to fuck of-
“You know I can’t do that”
-
The terminator said nothing as he stared at what seemed like the walls were closing in on the man. Not only did the walls scream dingy, dirty and loss of freedom to the outside walls but his thoughts were only on that one grey wall, preventing him from the outside city of Coruscant.
When he left the feeling of a cell the first time, he thought he’d stay dead. Here being a prime in this toybox known as the Omniverse, has made the gears grind in the terminator’s mind. Not only is death not permanent here, he’d torture himself watching the rest of the Avengers eventually die away and die again. leaving him here alone in his own immortality.
He’d found that out when he had died the second time in a survival event named Dante’s Abyss. Sounding just like it’s name, his own true hell was waking up, staring at the same lands that plagued him.
Hey… Marcus? Marcus.. What’s up?”
Marcus was snapped out of his own self-loathing by Blair’s warm hand on his metal skin.
“Oh, just thoughts.”
Blair sat next to him on the cot “Hey, you can tell me”
Marcus turned looking at Bob the Stormtrooper, I don’t think we can have a private conversation even with him looking over at us.”
Blair bent in serious, whispering into the terminator’s mechanical ears “Hey, Come on. You know i’m here for you.”
Marcus kept a firm eye on the guard holding the gun up front of him and turned back to holding Blair in his arms. Lowering his gritty voice down was tricky but he did it “It’s about Immortality and a paradox.”
Blair kissed him on the cheek “A paradox, immortality? All part of the human condition, Marcus.”
Marcus’s slow smile turned right into a frown “But I’m not human, Blair.”
The Resistance pilot and pilot for the Avengers placed her hands on his lips “Shh.. Come on Marcus, quiet yourself and do what you do best.”
Marcus frowned “But what if you-
Blair kissed him, trying to push back past his feelings.
“I won’t die.. Promise..”
“AHEM!”
Without warning, there was a breaking up of the cute love scene in the cage.
Marcus and Blair stopped mid sentence in mid kiss and immediately stood to action
“Don’t try to resist.”
The cell was been broken into two.
Two of the basic white plastic stormtroopers grabbed a furious Marcus, as he wouldn’t go down without a fight.
“MARCUS!”
Blair furiously tried to pull away from the stormtrooper trying to pull her toward another cell.
“Let… ME… GO!”
The Stormtrooper pushed her away down another hallway.
Marcus was truly alone, right here and now.
Nothing angered the cyborg more than his girl being ripped away from him but the struggle had Marcus almost choking a stormtrooper before the strong armed terminator was shocked by a stun baton and made to fall on the ground.
He was knocked out for the time.
Bob looked at Caer and shrugged “Finally, what the hell took you guys so long.”
“I’m telling you these Avengers are nothing but trouble in here.”
Caer shook his head, dragging an unconscious Marcus toward a room much like Centurion’s.
There was two things that crossed Marcus’ mind, what would happen to the others and what would happen to him and Blair.
After the two finally made their ways to the front of the crowd, Marcus physically restrained himself from lashing out as a stormtrooper threatened him with a stun baton. They responded with a thick threat. He wasn’t one for bowing to any form of Coruscant guards, even if they tried to pull him back into kneeling position.
Blair knew not to push the terminator when he got pissed but she too was angry, but was helpless to do much as a stormtrooper was forcing her back to their cell.
Marcus gritted his teeth and simply growled seeing Dust shocked a lot, MK getting beat up for what they did, and Centurion getting dragged away from the scene.
He wanted to do something but held back in fear he’d end up the same way as them. What scared him here? Why did he feel fear at this time? Curse human emotions sometimes.
“DAMN YOU, guards.”
It was until he heard the words “ Solitary Confinement for MK and Dust” as they were dragged off to different cells.
Marcus growled as he was constantly forced to bow at the feet at a group of stormtroopers trying to keep him down “NO! THEY DIDN’T DO… He slumped at that point, a point of giving up temporarily due to his hidden feelings.
“STAY DOWN!”
“NO! Fuck you guards, the Avengers will fight- back”
“NO!~”
Blair’s eyes lit up with worry “Don’t you DARE give up, Marcus.”
“We’ll get out of th-”
“PRISONER SHUT IT.”
She was interrupted by a stormtrooper laughing in her face.
“Or what, you’ll kiss us to death?
Blair was grabbed by her hair by one of the taller male stormtroopers “I don’t give a fuck what you have to say, secondary. You’re nothing here.”
Marcus was quickly deciding between that tiny devil and Angel on his shoulder rather to rip that stormtrooper an new one and risk torture or get tortured anyway and be good.
-
The transfer was about as uncomfortable for the terminator as it was for Blair as some of the male prisoners tried to make cat calls to the only one of two female left to stare at some of their ugly mugs.
Blair muttered “Fuck off, boys.”
They tried again “If we weren’t-
Marcus eyed the man trying to flirt at Blair with angry eyes enough to burn flames into someone’s own heart.
The glare was scary enough to make the stormtrooper grab ahold of Marcus and the man and pull them away to seperate sides.
“Prisoner 733A, Prisoner 7215Z, break it up.”
Blair “casually” stepped on the man’s foot..hard as the stormtrooper frowned casually “Come.”
She eyed Marcus with a smirk, looking back with a ire look and shrugged as she laughed off how the man couldn’t get her back.
After both of them were pushed through the hallways, Marcus was ever silent as Blair turned “Silent, huh, Marcus?”
Then the stormtroopers dumped them into the cell.
The cells were grey, boring and ready to hold a terminator and his girlfriend as ever as there was a guard stationed in front of Marcus and Blair’s cell, holding a gun, ready to shoot to kill if something happened.
Awkwardness was the name of it all, favoring the Stormtrooper holding a blaster in front of them, most likely taunting the two prisoners.
“Go ahead, try me. I won’t hesitate to blast you two dead.”
Blair crossed her arms as she stared over at the guard, looking clearly bored sitting in front of their cell.
“So, Bob, you enjoy staring at two people who could easily scare the crap out of you?”
“What do you mean?”
“MARCUS!”
“Blair!”
“Bob”’s annoying me, do something for me, would you?
“What, Blair.”
“Tell him to fuck of-
“You know I can’t do that”
-
The terminator said nothing as he stared at what seemed like the walls were closing in on the man. Not only did the walls scream dingy, dirty and loss of freedom to the outside walls but his thoughts were only on that one grey wall, preventing him from the outside city of Coruscant.
When he left the feeling of a cell the first time, he thought he’d stay dead. Here being a prime in this toybox known as the Omniverse, has made the gears grind in the terminator’s mind. Not only is death not permanent here, he’d torture himself watching the rest of the Avengers eventually die away and die again. leaving him here alone in his own immortality.
He’d found that out when he had died the second time in a survival event named Dante’s Abyss. Sounding just like it’s name, his own true hell was waking up, staring at the same lands that plagued him.
Hey… Marcus? Marcus.. What’s up?”
Marcus was snapped out of his own self-loathing by Blair’s warm hand on his metal skin.
“Oh, just thoughts.”
Blair sat next to him on the cot “Hey, you can tell me”
Marcus turned looking at Bob the Stormtrooper, I don’t think we can have a private conversation even with him looking over at us.”
Blair bent in serious, whispering into the terminator’s mechanical ears “Hey, Come on. You know i’m here for you.”
Marcus kept a firm eye on the guard holding the gun up front of him and turned back to holding Blair in his arms. Lowering his gritty voice down was tricky but he did it “It’s about Immortality and a paradox.”
Blair kissed him on the cheek “A paradox, immortality? All part of the human condition, Marcus.”
Marcus’s slow smile turned right into a frown “But I’m not human, Blair.”
The Resistance pilot and pilot for the Avengers placed her hands on his lips “Shh.. Come on Marcus, quiet yourself and do what you do best.”
Marcus frowned “But what if you-
Blair kissed him, trying to push back past his feelings.
“I won’t die.. Promise..”
“AHEM!”
Without warning, there was a breaking up of the cute love scene in the cage.
Marcus and Blair stopped mid sentence in mid kiss and immediately stood to action
“Don’t try to resist.”
The cell was been broken into two.
Two of the basic white plastic stormtroopers grabbed a furious Marcus, as he wouldn’t go down without a fight.
“MARCUS!”
Blair furiously tried to pull away from the stormtrooper trying to pull her toward another cell.
“Let… ME… GO!”
The Stormtrooper pushed her away down another hallway.
Marcus was truly alone, right here and now.
Nothing angered the cyborg more than his girl being ripped away from him but the struggle had Marcus almost choking a stormtrooper before the strong armed terminator was shocked by a stun baton and made to fall on the ground.
He was knocked out for the time.
Bob looked at Caer and shrugged “Finally, what the hell took you guys so long.”
“I’m telling you these Avengers are nothing but trouble in here.”
Caer shook his head, dragging an unconscious Marcus toward a room much like Centurion’s.
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