Not Of My Own || Tony (themasterofthemysticarts) & Richard (rchardriders)

themasterofthemysticarts:

It started as a faint tremor the the fabric of dimensions. While the Universe contained many layers within it, this disturbance seemed more… deeper. It left Anthony with a sense of unease. Ascending to his Sanctum, he summoned the Orb and tried to scry for the disturbance. Another tremor, and then another. A final spike and something broke through, sending a shockwave though the veil of dimensions. Zeroing in on it, Anthony immediately teleported to it’s location. He was just in time to see a streak of bright light slam into the ground with enough force to create a large crater. 

Teleporting again, he cautiously approached. The power the being was outputting made the hair on the back of his neck stand on end, but thankfully so far, he couldn’t sense anything malevolent or hostile. Peering over the edge he called out, “Hello? Are you in need of assistance?”

He came to with aches and pain seemingly in his very being. He came to with fire around him, and a release of energy from his suit. He was bleeding Nova Force. Again.

          “Worldmind? Can you do a suit repair?”

                    [Worldmind Option Unavailable.]

Not this again. The last time it happened it took some supercomputer to reboot Worldmind, but Worldmind wasn’t with him right now, she was somewhere in space on some other computer. Well, he was left with the suit now.

          “Suit? Can you do a repair?” Richard repeated for the sake of the less intelligent, but still useful AI.

                    [For Centurion Suit Repair Option, Select User Authority.]

          “Authority granted.”

He felt that ticklish buzz around him — in him again, before he felt better. Burnt out, but better. He had to scan his surroundings, who knows where he crashed into. No sooner than he had that thought and man was above him and Richard smiled. He was back on Earth! Though what was the genius wearing? “Ugh… Tony? What’s with the weird get up?”