Out With the Old [modplot]

[letsgolegion]

Who| Everyone who signed up
What| The rescue of the NPC Legionnaires
Where| A movie studio in New New York
When| Takes place the same time as "Books of Magic"
Warnings/Notes| N/a

The studio where the Legionnaires are being held is swarming with supervillains. It's a trap, of course. But that doesn't mean they have to walk right into it. They have a plan, and now it's time to put it into action.

The Legion of Supervillains are expecting the non-native Legionnaires to be pushovers. They're about to discover just how crushingly, devastatingly wrong they are.

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[short_changed]

"That's no excuse for all this-"

She's on a time limit, they have less than an hour to complete their mission or else people will die but she can't bring herself to step away. She stiffens when he reaches for her helmet, her hands reaching up to cover his and hold them still a moment before following the tug to pull it up and off. She is as he remembers, taken at the last possible moment from the escape shuttle.

"I missed you too. I... I didn't know what to think when I saw you on the broadcast," she drops her gaze back to the computer she had been working on. There's so little time, God, it's not fair.

"I wish the circumstances were different."

[pillguy]

Helmet out of the way, he's cupping a hand against her cheek.

"But you know what to think, whether or not you've admitted it to yourself; you're on the wrong side." He says it with so much concern and compassion. He knows Connie wants to do the right thing, wants to bring evil to justice. He wants that too. Or, at least he did, until everything went to shit and he lost her, and his team, and everything he'd been fighting for.

"We've been through this before, Connie. You can't possibly believe these people are in it for anything other than their own glory?"

[short_changed]

For a moment she leans into the touch as a familiar ache wells up in her chest. She'd wanted to see him so much, they'd fought for so long to be together but not like this.

"No-" she shakes her head and takes his hand, drawing it down from her cheek but holding tight to his fingers, "They're trying to do the right thing just as much as we are. There doesn't have to be sides- there's still time to help, to do the right thing."

Her expression softens as she gives him an imploring look, "Please, Robert."

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[pillguy]

He frowns, holding on tight to her hand. He had hoped she see sense, that she'd realize once again she was being suckered into fighting someone else's false war. But no, it appeared she was in too deep.

He continues to hold onto her hand, leaning his other on the console, perhaps to brace, perhaps accidentally (although certainly intentionally) shifting a control in charge of broadcasting internal orders throughout the studio. He would convince her to see the truth, and maybe he'd be able to convince others as well.

"There will always be sides, Connie. Wishing it weren't so isn't ever going to solve anything." He reaches up to brush her hair aside, "The trick is knowing which side is true and honest, and I can tell you it's never the one promising to minimize casualties. You and I both know you can't fight a war without losing people."

[short_changed]

He's the one in the deep end. She huffs a frustrated breath as he reaches for her again, this time tipping her head away as she leans back to get a little space. This wasn't the time or place for a reunion, as much as she wishes it could be...and it certainly isn't the reunion she had hoped for.

"So what, they deserve to die because they've screwed up a few times? No. I couldn't accept it in Freelancer and I won't accept it now."

[pillguy]

She leans away from him and he huffs in mild annoyance, but relents; letting go and crossing his arms. He looks at her with a disappointed expression, knowing how strong and fierce she can be when she's found her truth, and yet finding himself at a loss that she doesn't seem to see it in him, in this particular moment.

"They deserve to die because they will keep screwing up, and they won't stop until everyone is dead. Their little no killing clause means they pull their punches, they half-assed it, they're not really behind what they're preaching."

"Come on, Connie ... you're smarter than all that."

[short_changed]

"I don't buy that," she stares at him a moment more, hoping he could realize just how barbaric that whole philosophy was but he doesn't...and she doesn't have anymore time to lose.

A slow breath in is all it takes for her to bar up the horror and heartbreak of what Robert had become before her expression grows cold and closed. Looking away from him she reaches for her helmet as she turns to make her way back to the terminal she was working on before.

"I'm sorry Robert, but I'm not having this conversation."

If he tries to stop her, then she's out of here.