The X-men run missions and work together with the NYPD, striving to maintain a peaceful balance between humans and mutants. When it comes to a fight, they won't back down from protecting those who need their help.
Haven presents itself as a humanitarian organization for activists, leaders, and high society, yet mutants are the secret leaders working to protect and serve their kind. Behind the scenes they bring their goals into reality.
From the time when mutants became known to the world, SUPER was founded as a black-ops division of the CIA in an attempt to classify, observe, and learn more about this new and rising threat.
The Syndicate works to help bring mutantkind to the forefront of the world. They work from the shadows, a beacon of hope for mutants, but a bane to mankind. With their guiding hand, humanity will finally find extinction.
Since the existence of mutants was first revealed in the nineties, the world has become a changed place. Whether they're genetic misfits or the next stage in humanity's evolution, there's no denying their growing numbers, especially in hubs like New York City. The NYPD has a division devoted to mutant related crimes. Super-powered vigilantes help to maintain the peace. Those who style themselves as Homo Superior work to tear society apart for rebuilding in their own image.
MRO is an intermediate to advanced writing level original character, original plot X-Men RPG. We've been open and active since October of 2005. You can play as a mutant, human, or Adapted— one of the rare humans who nullify mutant powers by their very existence. Goodies, baddies, and neutrals are all welcome.
Short Term Plots:Are They Coming for You?
There have been whispers on the streets lately of a boogeyman... mutant and humans, young and old, all have been targets of trafficking.
The Fountain of Youth
A chemical serum has been released that's shaving a few years off of the population. In some cases, found to be temporary, and in others...?
MRO MOVES WITH CURRENT TIME: What month and year it is now in real life, it's the same for MRO, too.
Fuegogrande: "Fuegogrande" player of The Ranger, Ion, Rhia, and Null
Neopolitan: "Aly" player of Rebecca Grey, Stephanie Graves, Marisol Cervantes, Vanessa Bookman, Chrysanthemum Van Hart, Sabine Sang, Eupraxia
Ongoing Plots
Magic and Mystics
After the events of the 2020 Harvest Moon and the following Winter Solstice, magic has started manifesting in the MROvere! With the efforts of the Welldrinker Cult, people are being converted into Mystics, a species of people genetically disposed to be great conduits for magical energy.
The Welldrinker Cult
A shadowy group is gaining power, drawing in people who are curious, vulnerable, or malicious, and turning them into Mystics. They are recruiting people into their ranks to spread the influence of magic in the world, but for what end goal?
Are They Coming for You?
There have been whispers on the streets lately of a boogeyman... mutant and humans, young and old, all have been targets of trafficking.
Adapteds
What if the human race began to adapt to the mutant threat? What if the human race changed ever so subtly... without the x-gene.
Atlanteans
The lost city of Atlantis has been found! Refugees from this undersea mutant dystopia have started to filter in to New York as citizens and businessfolk. You may make one as a player character of run into one on the street.
Got a plot in mind?
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There was a reassuring nod when Maya looked to him. It was one of the few things he understood about magic is that with enough effort spells could be broken down or learned. His time fighting the demon with Rex showed him it was possible.
The icemancer was half tempted to call Rex before they agreed that it was enough for the moment. Sam didn’t care what Travis or whoever this person said. They couldn’t be trusted and they were backed into a corner with ice closing in all around them. If it wasn’t for them being in the school he would have been more aggressive.
He was, however so he wasn’t. Meaning Travis could talk his way out or at least attempt to.
>>>”And it is no danger to anyone, save myself, if it goes wild. Unlike Cold Steel here.”
”You have no idea.” the ice encasing the walls started to grow fine points as they started to extend outward towards the mystic formally known as Travis. ”Cooperating? She’s a child! She doesn’t understand what you did!” the room got colder still. He didn’t like this and from the sound of things the spell was going to fade away anyways. So what was the point of letting him go? Shouldn’t they just capture him? Put him in a mirror until they could be sure Iris was back to normal.
Sam almost missed the tail, he get when playing with her. Or when she gender shifted him. ”Maya... I’ll let you make the call. To me it sounds like he’s backed into a corner knows it. My understanding of it, he needs to put some magic into her to keep her from getting her powers back.” it was a very loose understanding. One that Sam didn’t want to gamble on. He’d seen what happened when magic ran wild. He wasn’t willing to let that happen to Iris. Which was why the icemancer was willing to listen to what Travis had to say.
Posted by Cold Steel on Feb 2, 2024 6:24:28 GMT -6
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“Why do you do this to me baby? You know I hate fighting with you.” The voice was soft, gentle... it was nothing but honeyed lies. The cruelness in the voice was hard to forget, imprinted in his memories and his soul. They made him who he was today, skeptical, even paranoid. Someone he grew up with, someone he was supposed to grow old with. Well, as old as agents of T.A.T.M.A.H. could get. He probably would have been dead by now if he was still with them. If they were still around. The voice in question belonged to Amanda. His first love. One of his partners from back in the day. They knew so much about each other and now it felt like nothing at all.
“Do you want me to make you see them again? It drives me crazy you think of her when you go to your happy place but I can manage. I’d have you at least.” there was a pause in the conversation and Sam spat on the ground. The taste of blood in his mouth made him want a drink given more so given the company.
”No, as much as I’d love that we both know what happens when you send me there. We also both know you can’t do that without restraining my powers. Be nothing more than a meat shield.” a parting gift from Slate, the ability to fight back should he be placed in an illusion again. “It kills me I even have to consider it. What happened to us? We used to be inseparable.” the woman said stepping into the dim light that hung over the icemancers head.
His vision slowly started coming to. They didn’t move far from where he was picked up. Magic and adapted’s was what finally took him down. The former assassin guessed in the basement. Away from the exits. Armed guards in between and a handful of other things. He grew up with Amanda, she was twisted sure but she was smart. She knew all of his weaknesses. ”Well for starters you were fine living in a cage as an experiment. I even offered to take you with me.”
“But we lived! We had each other! We had Sydney!” she snapped back the sweetness in her voice falling to the one he was more familiar with now, cold and calculating. ”You forced me to leave early. I always wondered how they knew I was planning on leaving. I only told you. Next day I opened my door to a handful of armed soldiers. You gave me your answer then and had to live with it!”
There was a flash of movement and Amanda’s hand reached out and slapped Sam across the cheek. It stung, he’d live. ”Mmmmmm... if you cared so much about Sydney you would have kept him from looking like you when the X-men showed and freed me. You knew what I was going to do when I woke up.”
There was another jerk of a hand and Sam felt the other cheek start to sting from the impact followed by footsteps, heels clicking with each step as they moved further and further away until a loud metal groaning echoed the room. ”I hit a nerve?” the door slammed shut and he started to chuckle as he started to understand his current holding area.
Twelve steps to the door on his left. Metal no doubt reinforced. It was to his back. He still couldn’t use his powers, there was no collar though. Was it magic? Or an adapted? ”You know what happens to the people she has working for her?” Sam
Posted by Cold Steel on Dec 15, 2023 6:22:08 GMT -6
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>”I am amused you assume you even know the real me. You misconstrued my motivations, you fail to see the danger you put everyone around you in as you casually use power you clearly barely control… “
”I know enough. I know you built a life as Travis and now it is being destroyed. You ran into a friend of mine. He found your hideout and your notes. While I don’t understand it you bet when Becca and the other magic users we know get a hold of the notes they will have a way of getting Iris back to normal.” it was something Sam hadn’t discussed with Maya yet. Mainly because he didn’t want to give them false hope. Now however he was using it against Travis.
A bit of ice encircled Travis on the ground below him. Or them... he didn’t know who he was before Travis, just that Travis was the one who broke into the school and de-powered Iris. Meaning whatever face they put on or history they had before the attack didn’t matter. The person was on the icemancers **** list for life and that was already a pretty long list.
It wasn’t the change he wanted, but it was a better look than forever ruining the celebrity they looked like seconds ago. The red veins were troublesome. It reminded Sam of the mystic who destroyed the mansion. What they say it was... the result of wild magic? Stressing the body too far or not being able to control it?
Sam reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone sending a text to the head of security. ‘Find Iris, call Becca.’ he also gave the location they were at to lock down the hallway and rooms. Just in case the magic decided to do some damage before killing Travis.
The heat from the key was snuffed out as soon as it started to burn a hole where it landed. Another beam of blue erupted from Sam’s direction. ”It will do for now. Don’t do anything stupid now.” Sam said reluctantly before looking back to Maya who looked ready to snap at a moments notice. It was... understandable.
Posted by Cold Steel on Dec 11, 2023 15:58:23 GMT -6
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The cold aura grew to encompass the rest of the room. Snowflakes appeared on the windowpane and cascaded outwards until the natural light took on a dimmer blue hue. The pair’s body heat lit up the area he could see better now. Less likely for Travis to pull a fast one on them.
Maya removed two more knives and threw them aside. Two blast of blue erupted from his hand pinning them both to the floor where they lay as an added precaution. He wasn’t getting away this time. Sam was still pissed but he was more worried about what Maya was going to do. His attention was on them as much as Travis.
The keys were next. Two of them. Sam knew about as much as Maya and Sveta however when the face changed to one of the X-man's celebrity crushes he almost gasped. There was no way Travis was the same person as... no. ”No. No, I am not. Change it again Travis.” it wasn’t a request. He wasn’t about to let this guy ruin her or her upbeat music. Something the he didn’t advertise listening to.
Sam took a few steps forward after clearing his throat. Ice already started to coat the hinges and doorknob making them shut in with no easy exits, other than mirror walking.
”Put on your normal face Travis. We know who you are and you aren’t escaping. Maya... you good?” knowing there was never an easy answer to that question.
Posted by Cold Steel on Dec 11, 2023 6:22:13 GMT -6
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The icemancer was surprised he had to say it. He lost a fight, got brought down hard and almost put a group of civilians in danger not to mention his friend Svetlana... where they still friends? She had been working with Travis some time before... he pushed those thoughts away for now. He needed something he could focus on. Something that made sense.
”You really have to ask?” he landed on his feet and stretched his neck. There was a few knots in there but he’d deal with them later. Doc could and would only do so much when it came to healing the icemancer. Otherwise he’d never learn.
”I just got my *** handed to me by someone who broke into the mansion. Someone we know little to nothing about. What we do know is that they can cause seizures and depower us. They carry a few knives and a handgun both can be enchanted. They had professional training. He was a cop. I’m going to the danger room before my memory gets foggy on what happened. I’m going to make sure we know how to drop him before he can escape or hurt anyone else again.”
It was slow at first, tense but his stride soon led him to the infirmary exit. ”Let’s go hit something.”
Posted by Cold Steel on Dec 10, 2023 13:56:15 GMT -6
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It took the icemancer far longer to realize what was going on. Maybe he was getting old? Or the fact that that one of the snow balls he just made smacked the top of his head with a loud squeal of joy. “Again!” Iris cheered as Sam turned on his foot to make sure the wall was in between them and Maya and not Becca. Iris was the main concern followed by Maya and then Bec-Travis.
Travis could change his face as well? Sam really hated magic. That's something Svetlana didn’t tell him. Did she know? …. no she would have told him especially after the guy dropped the X-man. A snowman formed pulling itself from the ice that covered the walls and reached up to Iris. It looked like Olaf, minus the carrot nose. This one had an icicle. “Play?” it asked hopping up and down getting Iris hyped up. She practically threw herself off Sam. He caught her mid dive and set her down next to the snowman. “Play?” it asked again.
Iris clapped a few times and screamed, “Yes!” and grabbed it’s frozen hand with her mittened one and the snowman guided her down the hallway.
Once she was safe Sam stepped back into the room coated in ice. He closed the door after he entered. ”if that is him, good. Saves me the trouble of having to track him back down... can’t believe someone is that dumb... or that cocky.”
The hallway was empty. Perfect. Sam tensed up as he lifted his arm and tried to work out a knot he was still dealing with since the seizure which was dumb because it had a month. He was too proud to talk to Doc about it. He didn't’ need another lecture about he was rushing to an early grave.
’Crack’
”Oh thank god.” he grunted feeling the pain lessen. It was something that was a long time coming. After a moment he recovered. Another long day. The mansion was still being repaired in some spots and Sam was busy making sure security was back up and better before. Sigils included and wards included. He didn’t know exactly what they meant but he knew he trusted Becca and the other mystics that helped them all survive.
>>>Mimi has a guest and she said a bad word
”What now? Mimi has a guest and she said a bad word?” the icemancer said melting when Iris ran into and up to him. He still felt responsible, for letting the piece of garbage get away.
”Oooooo maybe we should go see why they are in a bad mood? Maybe we can cheer them up?” Sam asked pulling a small pair of mittens out of his back pocket. Something he had on him often in case Iris wanted to play with some ice sculptures. ”Here ya go kiddo.” he said scooping her and placing her on his shoulders.
“I want to throw a snow ball!” Iris said sitting atop Sam’s shoulders. ”Do you now? Well it’s a good thing I’m good at making them!” a ball of snow formed in his hand and he handed it up to the gloved hand.
“Can you do Elsa?”
”..... Just don’t tell anyone about it.” he said as ice transformed the hallway around them.
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It didn’t take long, Iris knew the way and the chill in the air announced their arrival along with giant snow flakes cascading the walls reflecting the lights in hues of dark blue and light blue. It was the best he could do on short notice but Sam slowed and stopped singing the song when the figures came into his thermal range.
>>> “instructions to undo the spell. Everybody wins.”
When he approached he looked at his friend and their wife. The voice however seemed off for both of them. ”Not in that position.” there was a knife. ”I’m sure couples counseling could help. Is this about Afoie? She asking about me again?” Sam asked trying to figure the situation out.
The air got colder. Wondering if he had to split them up which he hoped he didn’t. They were his favorite mansion couple.
Posted by Cold Steel on Nov 8, 2023 6:31:36 GMT -6
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”I know.” he said pushing himself upwards more so he could lock his eye on Gawain to see the emotions he was feeling. Sam wasn’t good at this but he was good at reading people. He knew the toll it was taking on his friend.
”and I’m sorry I put you there without asking. There are enough of us that will do what needs to be done. I don’t want you turning out like me. Becca, Iris. They need you.” the icemancer knew the battle for the mansion was hard on everyone. Most of the masnionites weren’t prepared for war. Gawain was trained yes, but not for that.... never for that. Sam had made sure of it when he started training him.
Sam sighed and turned his neck to the side to give it a crack. It was louder than expected it also hurt more than expected. ‘Shake it off’ the icemancer told himself looking back to Gawain recounting his own events.
Things got blurry when the seizing started but he had enough sense as to what happened. ”I was angry and underestimated my target.” he said honestly. ”Teen me would have been laughing.” this Sam wasn’t.
”I let my guard down for a second and a tip of knife broke through my armor. It was all he needed to lay me out. With my powers boosted I’m sure Sveta had her hands full. I blacked out, the clones cleared the area and he got away. It was fast too from my understanding of it. Like vanished, so either he can go invisible too, along with turning powers off and making someone have a seizure.” Sam pushed himself up with a grunt.
Posted by Cold Steel on Nov 7, 2023 6:19:47 GMT -6
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The sound of the chair made him wince as he rose up a bit from his laying position. Doc said give it some time and rest but he was tempted to walk out. Little good it do him. Odds are Gawain would just trail him asking the same question. A question that the icemancer had to chew on for a moment. The question made him wish he wasn’t there. He wasn’t good at this stuff.
”She had the power up. Didn't do much good though when I started to seize. Ice clones mitigated most of the danger.” there was a pause and finally Sam laid his eye on his longtime friend. ”Cause you’re too close to it.” he said finally.
”Your kid he did it to, you think I’m going to let you go and make one of the biggest mistakes of your life? Worse than hunting Afoie?” another situation where he let them down. Sam felt like a **** friend.
”You’re the best of us Gawain. I’m scared what you’d do to him. What I could do after. It’s a slippery slope I’d rather not go back down again.”
The doors opened and it was one of the last two people he wanted to see right now. The icemancer didn’t look up nor opened his eye but just groaned in frustration. ”Sometimes I wish the mansion was bigger. When did you find out I was in here?” Sam asked trying to change the subject. His eye opened but he refused to meet Gawain’s gaze.
Sam felt awful, not because he was stabbed. That part was fine. It wasn’t even the fact he ended up seizing or that he had to knock himself out with an ice clone. No he felt awful because he let someone who hurt his friend so much get away. He had all the power to stop him and Sam let him slip away.
”.... It was...” he said honestly. His gaze hit the ceiling and he continued, ”I wasn’t as prepared as I thought I was. I even had a boost from Muse and he still got away.” he said recounting the events. ”Should have cleared the area from civilians first. He started firing hip shots. Was worried someone was going to get hit. I should have just laid him out without trying to get him to surrender peacefully.”
The flashes of history, the future, the life not actually lived. He failed them. He wouldn't fail those here. He was here for Iris, for Gawain/Maya, for Becca. This man hurt his family. he wouldn't get another chance. if he wasn't coming willingly the icemancer was willing to break him. To show all what happens when someone comes after someone he cares about. 'Fight it!' he thought to himself. His thoughts jumbled; his body ached but he was alive he had to fight it.
Teeth clenched. His eye focused. A low grunt exited as the clone got off him and moved back slowly. Bladed hand still at the ready if he couldn’t regain control. More spikes of ice erupted around him though instead of a steep angle ready to puncture anything around him they started to aim upwards. His hand flailed then turned into a fist. His whole body tensed as he fought the effects of the magic that was causing this. Magic... he hated it so much.
The spikes started to slow as they shot out of the ground, they started to shrink in size as they protruded from the ground. He was still fighting it when the clone moved closer, it’s bladed hand now a now a fist. Sam had enough sense to recognize the intent. They both knew he was fighting it. Trying to beat it. He didn’t think he could. ”Do it!” he said through clenched teeth. His muscles tense relaxed after the clone punched Sam right in the forehead knocking the icemancer out.
The clone stood at the ready looking around while the second clone was still pushing people away still saying, “Run!”
Posted by Cold Steel on Jul 18, 2023 5:06:36 GMT -6
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Rex was a good guy... clearly. Almost too good to be around the ice wielder. Sam let out a loud sigh again, one that revealed how much Rex was right. Sam was trying to be good. It wasn’t always cut and dry but he tried. He could have crippled the cultist with ease and dealt with the falling out between him and Rex after however he didn’t attack. It wasn’t worth the headache he was already concussed.
”It takes more than that to put me down...” Sam agreed and sighed again. He killed a demon and saved the hostage. He had worked out some of his frustrations in life... that was enough for Sam... at least for now. ”****ing boy scout.” he said out loud.
It was irritating but Sam was glad Rex was there with him. It would be easy for the icemancer to slip into older habits. Mirror was one of the people who kept him from that, they encouraged him to be good. To choose to do good. Spare lives and save the day... though lately his moral compass wasn’t pointing north. It was busy dealing with a depowered daughter and the headaches that came with the mansion blowing up... again.
Rex righted the compass. ”Don’t need a sermon every time we are together.” he said reluctantly. Part of him wanted to bring up the demon of ice Rex killed but knew it wasn’t worth it.
Posted by Cold Steel on Jul 11, 2023 5:20:06 GMT -6
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His thermal sense was still active. Nothing went unnoticed by him, even if he wasn’t looking directly at his plate of bacon. He could feel the heat coming off it and then her hand snag something from the pile. Sam smiled and didn’t say anything yet. First one was free. She was a new teammate after all.
The frown was concerning, by now he was looking at her again seeing as he started the topic off. Knowing as much as he did about the origins of SUPER and the people that worked there. Even if Sam was friendly with some of them he still didn’t trust the organization as a whole. Which was why he was asking Lenna about them for clarity? Information? He wasn’t sure exactly what yet but she seemed to have more experience than most. Also a run in with a recovery team? Interesting. Sam filed that away along with the names she mentioned for later.
”........” he eyed the girl before him. She was still a kid. One that was talented in the field but still a kid. He had to remind himself of that when she asked him if her hands were still clean. Before he could ask what kind of information she was going after.
Sam pitied her. ”Kid...” he let out a loud sigh and grabbed his coffee, ”I’m not sure I’m the one that should be answering that kind of question.” he showed off his own hands, ”I’m still scrubbing them. Been years, and I’m sure it will be more before I’m sure they are clean. But, it’s next to impossible to have clean hands given the lives we were brought up in.” he said honestly.
”I still see them at night, the people, the things I did.... you’re asking the right question though. Meaning they are cleaner than mine and I’ll do what I can to keep them that way.” he had plans for her, she was talented in the field and had enough training to handle most situations. She was going to help him run some of the more... morally grey missions that the rest of the team wouldn’t be cool with. That was up until the question. He’d be no better than those that kidnapped them when they were young.
Taking a sip from his mug and eyeing his plate of bacon he added, ”I found when you stop asking that question you stop caring. Better than me.” he took a bite of bacon knowing what he was capable of. What he had done. It took years of therapy, multiple relapses with drinking to come to terms with what he had done and what he had to do to keep his team, his family safe.
Posted by Cold Steel on Jul 6, 2023 5:27:12 GMT -6
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After he was done running her through a brief history of his life, knowing that some of the juicier bits were left out (on purpose) he took another sip from the mug and added, ”Take your time. Food still isn’t here.”
His lone eye shot over to the pair that had entered and chose to sit across the diner. They were far enough away where Sam couldn’t see the faces. The only inclination Lenna would get that Sam was on edge was a chill in the air and some frost appearing on the window next to them. Another sip and Sam started to listen to Lenna’s upbringing. One that sounded more and more similar as it went on.
Another kidnapping. Another set of parents dead. His fingers tightened slightly around the mug the more he thought about another child robbed of a chance to grow up ‘normal’ and not being turned into a weapon. It made him sad that there were other people in the world (worlds) just as messed up as the ones who took him as a child.
His blue eye shifted back to Lenna who was looking down. Was it shame or was she in thought? His was shame, he was ashamed of most of the things he did when he was younger. To be manipulated so easily...
She trailed off as the food arrived. A big helping of breakfast. Fresh in house Corned beef hash, three eggs slightly runny and bacon. Lots of bacon, all the bacon. Sam smiled at Doris and waited till she left before looking back to Lenna eager to hear the rest. The food could wait. It was still steaming.
Taking it all in he waited till she was finished. The ‘Yay’ was his que. It also reminded him that she was still a kid. It brought a sad smile to the icemancers face. There was no judgment. Just an understanding and a hint of jealousy that she didn’t have to do what the other Lenna did. What he had to do.
”Repercussions.” he said slowly knowing that was the word she was struggling with. ”So you’re still trying to piece everything together...” the wheels were turning in his head as he grabbed a crispy piece of bacon. His stomach growled and he took a bite. He could talk to Sabine. Get the information about any missions the other Lenna had done. He could also call some contacts that would know doubt know of the old Lenna. The dead one. Part of him wondered if she was actually dead.
”Thank you. For telling me all of this. It sets my mind at ease a bit. I don’t like being surprised with information like this later down the road and from now on you don’t have to deal with the repercussions alone. You’re an X now. You have the team to help you if you need it. Myself included. I can help you finish putting the missing pieces together if you want.” he gestured to the food and took another bite.
”So I take it you know all about SUPER and those working for them? Take it you met Sabine then... Nice lady.” he said sarcastically. She was at the mansion before it was destroyed relaying information to all parties involved. They would have had to meet at some point especially if they worked for the same group.
Posted by Cold Steel on Jul 5, 2023 5:16:40 GMT -6
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”Suit yourself.” Sam said eyeing the man then looking to the terrified woman who was still shaking from the shock. Or the cold. Was he still cold? No, he turned it down at the request of Rex the first time. Maybe not everything right around him but they should be warming up. Sam had to make sure he was still protected.
”They blew me up... twice.” Sam said counting the last one not as much. He was at least ready for it. Sam wanted to leave the cultists a message. ‘Never do it again.’ The kidnapping or trying to blow him up. Sam practically growled at Rex voicing his frustrations he wasn’t allowed to take out on anyone else.
Technically he was law enforcement and seeing as magic was still relatively new he wasn’t sure what would stick and what wouldn’t. Kidnapping? Sure, terrorizing this woman sure. Opening a portal to hell and summoning a demon? He had the head. That should be proof enough right? ”Fine.” Sam said with another grunt glad there was someone else making sure he didn’t go too far with his... solutions to problems.
Rex was a good man, Sam needed more people like that in his life. Optimistic. Hopeful. It was becoming rarer and rarer in the icemancers life.