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[enactors]

( marc still isn't entirely sure where he falls on the 'is this actually real?' question he's asked himself more than a handful of times since finding himself here, since finding the parchment with his crime(s).

still: it feels real enough, and for now that's enough.

he's dressed in a suit — it's white in its entirety, with small crescent moons serving as buttons and cufflinks. it's — fine. it's an outfit that says he — before here, at least — probably spent a small fortune on dry cleaning, and begs the question of how long it's going to stay looking Like That (answer: not long).

with one leg crossed over the other, there's a breath of a pause before he speaks. this isn't how he normally does this, but then, this isn't normal by any — even his — definition of the word. )

My name is Mr. Knight. ( is it? of course not, but there's nothing to marc's demeanour that says otherwise; and for those familiar, his accent says 'chicago!' ) I'm a priest. ( certainly, by A Definition, and by that, we mean 'by marc spector's definition and no-one else's, except (maybe) an ancient egyptian moon god's'. )

At home, I ran a mission — the Midnight Mission — through which I protected my community and my people. Travellers of the night. ( a breath of a pause and he holds up a hand (gloved, white, because of course) and gestures vaguely at his surroundings. ) A change in circumstances doesn't change my duty. If there's anyone that requires help or assistance with, ( at night, because marc is Dedicated, ), no matter how strange or unusual, please don't hesitate to reach out.

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[mercedis]

( something about this person makes him feel a little uneasy--and a little curious. maybe he just reminds him of someone else. )

Your community and your people. How did you protect them?

[enactors]

that depended on the nature of the problem.

( marc spector: fantastic at answering questions. )

[mercedis]

So tell me about a problem, and then your solution.

( patience is a virtue...of which cloud has very little sometimes. )

[enactors]

( there's a slight delay before marc replies, partially because texting isn't really his thing, and partially because he's not really sure how to answer the question. moon knight is known — rightfully — as a less-than-stable superhero — inverted commas superhero, probably, because he's not always made the right decision or done the right thing.

mr. knight is better. he's the version of moon knight that more people like, the version that they came to the midnight mission asking for, the version that the police didn't attempt to arrest on sight. so: )

esoteric haunted house holding inhabitants hostage and preying on their minds.

( is sent first, followed by: )

it was misunderstood. it wanted to be lived in.

instead of banishing it as had been tried by others before me, it's my home now.

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[starguy]

[ Well, if it isn't a familiar face! Of sorts. ]

You know, I actually meant to ask you if the name Mr. Knight thing was like, because your last name was Knight, or if it was a whole thing, but I can kinda see it now...

[ He's definitely a superhero. That is so cool, Peter isn't even going to call him out. Just look at that self-restraint! ]

Warrior priest with a night theme has a cool ring to it. What kind of stuff do you do? [ He pauses. ] Oh, my god. Do you fight vampires? Have you fought vampires? Werewolves?

[ He's not even be facetious, he's 100% fanboying a bit. I'm so sorry. ]

[enactors]

( oh, 'sup peter. )

It's my name. ( punctuated by a pause, then he adds: ) Nominative determinism. ( is he being serious? is he joking? the world may never know. )

—My receptionist is a vampire. ( beat. ) But yes, I've fought vampires. And werewolves.

[starguy]

[ Bro, you are blowing his mind. He also doesn't know what nominative determinism is, but if he did, he would approve. ]

That is so. COOL!

[ Unfortunately he's on video so you get to see how insanely excited he is by this news. It's like you told him Christmas came early, and Santa is real. ]

Vampires and werewolves?! Holy flark, how come Earth gets all the cool stuff??

[twelfthsong]

You didn't mention you were a priest when we first met.

[ In theory, the Doctor doesn't particularly have anything against clergy folk. It really comes down to their personalities. But at least he seems to have neutral feelings towards Marc, at least from what he knows of him. ]

Interesting take on a priest habit. But then again, I knew a church where it was rude to wear any clothing at all, so who am I to judge? What exactly does your god preach?

[enactors]

( based on their previous interaction, marc can't say he's surprised by the grand reaction his reply earns, but there's a (large) part of him that wonders what's going on in space if vampires and werewolves are the definition of cool.

his eyebrows knit together in a flicker of a frown — it's an expression exceptionally common to marc — and the corners of his mouth dip down, just for a second. then, he shrugs. )

New York. ( he says, like that's an answer. )

[enactors]

It didn't seem relevant to the conversation.

( punctuated by a brief pause as marc glances down at his suit, the corners of his lips twitching into something that's almost — almost — a wry smile. )

It's appropriate for my work. ( but as for the question— ) —Are you familiar with Khonshu? Ancient Egyptian god of the moon. The protector of those that travel at night. ( also: vengeance. )

[starguy]

[ Peter nods, like this does in fact explain everything. He's never been, but his mom sure made it sound like some weird den of sin, which means it must be very, very cool nowadays. ]

Guess that explains it. I'm from Missouri.

[ Surely that's the only reason he's never met a vampire before. It just sounds a lot cooler than fighting aliens who drain faith energy and can enslave most of the galaxy. ]

[enactors]

Huh. ( mildly, thoughtfully, like he's not really sure what he thinks of the response because he's fairly certain peter had spoken about earth in a way that had indicated some familiarity, but not the familiarity of someone that was from

missouri. ) When?

[starguy]

[ Peter out here sharing his multitudes. Dude is not shy, that's for sure. Plus, I mean, he's talking to a superhero. And not the boring spandex-wearing kind. It's chill. ]

When did I leave? It was like... 88? 89?

[ "Leave" is a funny way of putting it. ]

[twelfthsong]

Right, I suppose some people might not take very kindly to priests. Bit of a polarizing topic depending on the person.

[ His eyes glint in familiarity on the other side of the holographic video. If there was a little ticker that showed his thoughts, he'd add vengeance to the end of that sentence too. ]

Of course. I spent a little bit of time with Cleopatra once, enough to learn about Ancient Egyptian gods and their reverence for cats. [ She wanted to claim him as her king and then he had dropped her off somewhere in Africa years past her time where he hoped she would be much happier than she had been at home — but details. ] But if I recall, his domain covered a little more than that. [ Ah, vengeance. ] Does your work also cover that?

[ It's hard to glean if he's judging by tone of voice alone. The accent tends to colour and skew it that way. But there's curiosity in his gaze, probably a better indicator that he's simply fact collecting and learning. ]

[enactors]

Depending on the religion.

( marc's expression flickers when the doctor says he spent time with cleopatra — there's a question there, one that he doesn't ask (not yet, anyway). time travel isn't a new, unfamiliar concept to him, but it's not something that he's used to being treated so casually — if, indeed, that's what the doctor means. )

That is my work. The Fist of Khonshu takes on Khonshu's duty as his own.

[twelfthsong]

[ He'd met too many people who were vehemently opposed to religion no matter the type — his own people for one. But that was a little different because well...Time Lords fancied themselves gods after a fashion. ]

The Fist of Khonshu? [ That gets an eyebrow raise out of him. ] That's something Cleopatra neglected to mention. Fitting though. How did you fall into the role if you don't mind me asking?

[enactors]

( marc's entire existence has been intertwined with faith: his own, his father's. it's never been that he disbelieved or lacked faith, it was always that he struggled to reconcile his lived experiences with what his father had sought to teach him.

then, in selima, as he lay dying, the only god that spoke to him had been khonshu. his father's god had been silent. marc had viewed it as indifference.

of course, marc had been weak. )

I died. Khonshu made it a condition of my resurrection. ( matter of factly, because: yeah, why wouldn't that be how? )

[mercedis]

( at first he thinks that it makes absolutely no sense--and he reads it again, then once more. a haunted house with feelings? well, it's actually not that absurd, if he really considers it: but it does bring him back memories of fighting a particular house full of angry elemental magic...

as far as solutions go, at least it sounds relatively harmless, but if these are the kinds of problems this person is dealing with--they may all have somewhat off-kilter solutions. )

Does it prey on your mind?

Or, well--did it? I guess you don't live there, anymore.

[enactors]

it tried.

my mind isn't very appetizing -- which is why we were able to talk.

[enactors]

( marc isn't really sure what answer he'd been expecting with the question, but in terms of sheer aesthetics, late-eighties makes sense. his mind doesn't immediately jump to 'and peter was a child' because that's weird even in a way that marc is not, instead he decides that outside of the 'alternate universes' thing they've more than likely got going on (probably), there must be something going on with time — which, again, weird and absolutely not marc's favourite thing (not by a long shot), but it wouldn't be the first time.

assuming this isn't, say, a dream or a hallucination or a reality concocted by someone like morpheus.

marc had been a small child at the end of the eighties, and he definitely wouldn't put peter as older than him. ) For space? ( just. confirming. )

[starguy]

[ No one wants to admit they were kidnapped by aliens on their 13th birthday, least of all Peter. ]

Yep! Haven't been back since.

[ Is this... could it be? The Cortex showed them moments out of time... could he be in an honest to God Back to the Future scenario? (Minus the part about his mom or dad, ew.) ]

What year is it for you?

[enactors]

( 'not been back since', that could be varying levels of 'huh' depending on what year it is for peter, meaning that part of peter's response doesn't get much more than a sharp glance. ) It's 2022.

[starguy]

[ Peter's eyes go wide, but he seems more excited than surprised. ]

That's so cool. You must be from the future!

[ He takes a second to do some mental math, before deciding to give up. Whatever, math. ]

I use the standard galactic calendar now, so I have no idea what year it would be back home. But there's no way it's been that long, I'd be super old.

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[sisterlyshield]

[What a curious guy. Kisara can't quite say what she makes of him just yet, but he seems interesting. The notion of what she interprets as protecting people or possibly escorting them, especially at night, resonates with her. She may not know what she is to Viscint any longer, but she does know that she is good at protecting others.

Why make it any more difficult than that?]

I think this is a great idea. We still don't really know what to expect here and it wouldn't make sense to assume everyone can handle themselves. I wouldn't call myself an expert or anything, but I was a guardsmen back home. Was it especially dangerous where you came from?

[enactors]

Army? ( is what he assumes, but given the breadth and variation in the places they're from, 'guardsman' could mean almost anything. ) There were places that were more dangerous than others. I wouldn't call New York especially dangerous, but I'd say it's something that depends on who you are. Certain lines of work invite more ( ... ) attention than others.