Let's do this One Last Time [video]

[ninjavampire]

All right, people. I’m going through the archives of this place to convert all the parchment confetti into indexable data sheets.

You can thank me later for saving you all the headache.

[ The vibe of this is an 8 AM Stand-Up Meeting rather than a gathering of guardians. The video's pov is from his lab, which in addition to the completed gigacomputer, was beginning to have half-finished little magitech doohickeys scattered in sparse nooks of free space. The amount of spiderbots seems to have been left at one (1) so far.]

First item: Mission debriefs. If you've fought any dark forces recently and have extra concerning details to share, we should write it down instead of keeping it in our heads. 

Second: Current Projects. Anyone who's a friend to reindeer - you ought to talk to Phil and do him a solid for all the holiday prep. For the science nerds lurking around, I’d like to borrow your brains over here.

[ He'd normally have Lyla take care of this, but he's stuck with non-sentient computers. He hates it! ]

Last: Introductions for the new kids. And universe number, if your world has one of those - the chalkboard maps are getting digitized. I'll start.

My name is Miguel O'Hara, Spider-Man of Nueva York. No, they aren't vampire fangs. [ tired hand wave, as if recapping for the millionth time. ] I‘ve been mopping up messes in my neck of the multiverse until getting picked for fairy-tale duty with the rest of you.

Comments

[changechild]

[You get... view of the ceiling! Nyara doesn't want to be on camera, she finds it deeply suspicious and doesn't want faraway people looking at her.]

Yes? I was simply... reminded that there are things I should not say to people I don't trust.

[bestbrotherever]

[He doesn't mind the lack of her face. He's still more worried about that "reminder".]

"Reminded" how? And by who? It appeared... rather more forceful than a verbal reminder.

[And brought back painful memories.]

[changechild]

[uh oh]

Ah... please do not worry. She is no threat to you, or to me. She only told me to stop with some emphasis, and the... the this did not hear.

[all true! there's a bit of a command word situation going on.]

My wish to be helpful was stronger, for a moment, than my wish to be prudent.

[bestbrotherever]

[Very not reassured, and it reflects on his face.]

Nyara. Do you trust whoever told you that? Should "she" turn malevolent, do you have any form of recourse?

[changechild]

[She huffs from off camera.]

Yes. I trust her. More than I can trust anyone else, but not because of anything she did to me. It is not like that.

...I have had friends after I left my, the fortress, but they - I hurt them without meaning or wanting to, and they were angry, and... I think no longer my friends.

[which is fair, she thinks.]

She came to me after that. She left... she was with the heir of a country called Valdemar, and left her to help me. I cannot hurt her. She would not like me to leave her behind, but it would not harm me to do so.

[bestbrotherever]

[That is more reassuring. There could still be strings, but- it doesn't sound like someone controlling her. Someone like Thanos whispering in her ear, molding her into their tool.]

You are certain she had no hand in whatever you did to hurt your friends? She is not promising you greatness or freedom if only you do as she says? No threats to hunt you down should you abandon or betray her?

[changechild]

[Nyara sounds, if anything, a bit offended on Need's behalf and like she's trying not to let it show.]

I am very sure. She has never said anything of the sort! If she was a creature of my f- of his, all would be lost already.

[bestbrotherever]

My apologies, I meant no offense. I have had... poor experiences with ones who claimed to be my benefactor but only wished to control me, and took control at times.

You have given her your permission to take control of you? You do not mind her doing so?