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he had always been the most clever out of his brothers. it had been noticed early on in his life, when he was just a pup. the elders of their clan had trilled with approval, gesturing to a younger ren'la.

he is cunning for his years, they had said. he will make a good hunter.

his brothers had been jealous-- erii was the eldest, had been born broad and bulky. his brute strength had been his more admirable trait. cho'rw was the middle son, and while he was a good hunter, he was impulsive. hot headed. always to eager to leap into a fight than assess the situation.

they were all freshly blooded now, and their current hunt led them to the world of 'oomans.

the heat of the lands shimmered wonderfully against ren'la's skin, as if he were home on yautja prime once more. he was alone for this outing, pulling his spear free of the coyote he had just slain.

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“I think we’re stuck in here together.” For Bruce Wayne from Toad from Xmen if its okay?

first meeting sentence starters.

It's hardly Bruce's first rodeo when it came to being trapped somewhere there was supposedly no escape from. He had the scars and the trauma that came with that and everything else he'd gone through when he'd been reduced to a beast in a cage, a lab rat of sorts. Only difference between then and now, is he's not in some secret lab, and he's not alone.

This place is damp, he can smell damp earth and something else he can't quite place. It didn't matter, he didn't want to be trapped in here any longer than necessary, he had other things he needed to do. Bruce looks at the other man then when he speaks, and he huffs, "then I guess we better find ourselves a way out." He says, not bothering to try and hide that Gothamite accent that he has, though his tone is considerably deeper than it would be if he weren't in the cape and cowl.

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Easy to say, he wasn't expecting that. It was a really strong scent, too. Inuyasha was coughing, and rubbing his nose the second he could get free. The man took in deep breaths when he could properly breath again, alongside the intermittent coughing. What the hell was Kōga's problem? He hadn't even done anything today!

"Oi! I got half 'a mind t'shove this flower down your fucking throat!" Inuyasha was on his feet now, golden eyes aflame with the irritation, bordering on anger. He was trying to keep a calm demeanor, but Kōga had just nearly suffocated him! Even if it was a flower with a nice scent, that close to his nose was dangerous!

"What the hell was that for?!"

While Shino is confident that Kankuro would have gotten stronger over the years and developed stronger poisons, he is also confident that his own work would be enough to counter whatever improvement the other made. The Aburame has worked day and night on his strategies, his insect's abilities and his own resistances with opponents like Kankuro in mind - there is no way Kankuro did the same.

Or he thought.

Shino raises a single brow, noting the way the puppet master has looked him up and down twice now. "I crossed your mind?" How... Pleasantly unusual. People usually forget him pretty quickly. It's been both an advantage on the battlefield and a frustration in his everyday life. "I'm flattered. You've crossed my mind many times as well." To mirror the other, Shino also makes a show of looking Kankuro up and down, head moving to accentuate it. He's not sure what this is about but it's... Endearing.

The anomaly is a captive, caged behind invisible magnetic fields. Despite this, there's a heavy, oil-slick sheen hanging around its containment site like mist.

Rick C-137 watches in hiding as the star pulsates and glows with fluctuating brightness and an array of hues. He listens to it hum as if it were alive. In that moment, years of apathetic disillusionment are overshadowed by wonder and fascination.

For a second, Rick can't help but think back. He remembers the days when his appetite was satiated only by knowledge; days spent loving fervently. All too quickly, the two people who mattered most in his world were taken away. That day, he was taught an invaluable lesson: nothing lasts forever.

The anomaly glows just a little brighter, it's humming shifting to a lower register, almost as if reacting to his presence. It's enough to bring Rick back to the present.

"Focus," he thinks, vitriolic and without an ounce of self-compassion. "Now is not the time for this sad-sack, tragic-backstory bullshit."

He scans the room again. It appears unguarded, but that could all change in an instant.

Everything could.

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