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“Because you brought me into this mess,” Kwannon replied with hooded eyes as she undid the red sash to wrap around her wound. She was no good if she passed out from simple blood loss. “Tell me what we’ve got out there, and maybe I can think up a plan. The better question is if you’ll listen to me.” He had proven on more than one occasion that he did his own thing and went against every fibre of his being that could count him as a “team player.” So not only did she have to think up a plan, she’d have to come up with one he couldn’t fuck up with his lone wolf attitude. “If not, I’m leaving your ass here.”

“If you ain’t got a plan, what makes you think I got a fuckin’ plan?” Jason grunted, staring at the bullet wound in his forearm. Getting out of this situation was going to take a fair bit of ammunition and luck, both of which he seemed to be fresh out of.

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“Am I?” Kwannon replied with a slightly-amused half-grin. She didn’t think she had that much of a threatening aura about her, but she supposed that the time spent being intimidating was now a second skin she didn’t quite know how to shed completely in front of others who posed no threat. “Smart choice. Because the time between a threat and what happens after...” She left it hanging in the air; if he already had a sense of her, she didn’t need to finish that statement. “When should I fit my threat into your busy schedule then?” Another joke? Maybe.

' To be fair, you are crazy intimidating, ' Sam laughed and shrugged. He was getting better at reading people. He wasn't struck by any impression that the other was coiled to strike at him. His legs crossed at the ankle and he leaned back in his chair, ' but no, I would actually prefer you didn't threaten me just yet. '

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Kwannon pointedly ignored his comment about Strange; she could do without the mention of the sorceror’s name, given how unbecoming his pompous attitude was. To give it attention would mean that it bothered, and the last thing she wanted to do was have the man occupy space in her mind. “Jubilation Lee would not be a bad addition, if she’s available. But her current attention is likely focused on her son.” She stepped further in, venturing through a few rooms to get a better sense of the place. “... it would be asking too much to have someone to man the kitchen. If there is one. Nothing is more rewarding than returning to a warm “homemade” meal.” There were only so many times she could eat greasy pizza. “An interior decorator wouldn’t hurt either.” Not serious suggestions in the slightest, but it still wasn’t a bad idea to keep options open if this place became a homestead for others.

A part of him wanted to correct her on the old saying, but he thought better of it. Better to just roll with it and accept that in some cases, maybe Kwannon wasn't as worldly as she thought she was. There was good intentions behind her phrasing, and Blade wasn't about to correct a telepath on her thought process of all things. "Yeah, however temporary you need it to be. We're both world travelers; the more places we have like this in the places we visit, the better. Money's no issue, but paying room and board for the services we provide the world isn't something I'm necessarily crazy about in this day and age," Blade admitted. Financially selective, as an old friend of his once coined the Daywalker.

"Yeah, your observation skills are on the money. This is where the earliest incarnation of the Midnight Sons used to meet up after we stopped Lilith. Sometimes the Darkhold Redeemers would show up here too to talk business, get some R&R, plan the next moves, things like that. Feels like years ago since it's happened, but I've always had the deed to this place. And don't worry, Strange won't be bothering you here if the thought ever crossed your mind," Blade poked fun at her with a hidden smirk behind those shades. "You and I, we're good at what we do. There's no need to bring a crew together unless we absolutely have to. Unless you can think of someone that might make our next job a hell of a lot easier."

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The sight of such a rogue group wasn’t new to Kwannon; her past years with the X-Men had brought the strangest into her company. So she didn’t bat an eye or pay much attention to their goings-on, determined to get to her goal as quickly as possible so that they could get this meeting over with. “As much as I’d appreciate a cup of tea, let’s cut the chase. Who’s dying?” She folded her arms over her chest, preferring to be blunt instead of dressing up words with pretty emptiness. “And how bad is he?” If she was going to help this guy “cheat death,” she needed to know what kind of condition he was in, mental and physical. She wasn’t sure of a transplantation of the mind into a new body was possible, but she’d never promised this would go off perfectly.

The guard sat there flipping a blade in hand, what she saw was a man with a canine head of Dalmatian make. "Boss?" He'd continue flipping the knife with and eye raised towards the clouds as if trying to find the thought before relocation dropped down from the clouds.

"Ey, you mean Des, boss ain't him but he said you be around, came a long way out yeah? You ain't a cop so yer fine to go in- he's at the top of the abandoned mall in the back." He'd open the gate letting her in before getting back to his watch.

As Kwannon would walk through she'd see all sorts of vagabonds, some fixing up bikes, others caring for the animals or homeless nearby with stolen food- one girl with redhair and goggles would see her approach and close the garage as she walked by- if she looked she'd see an old mech suit looking object.

Soon she'd arrive and ride an elevator to the top floor, in a shop refurbished to be a karate dojo was now a boxing ring- with tons of robots used to train trashed- one more as she came in would slam into a wall as Desmond finished. "Perfect timing, He was just finished..."

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((Small hiatus until Dec 7))

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X-Men #5 - "Psychic Rescue in Progress" (2024)

written by Jed MacKay art by Ryan Stegman, Jp Mayer, Livesay, & Marte Gracia

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Sabine Rich

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Arttrober Day08: Psylocke

She's such a cool character, and one of my favorites.

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That’s behind me now.

(X-Men Volume 7 #5)

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drawing a mutant chibi a day! day 1 of ?? today is kwannon!

feel free to request if you wanna see someone!

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Psylocke (2024) Preview

Interview here

Psylocke #1 out November 13th!

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Josh Cornillon

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X-Men #5 - "Psychic Rescue in Progress" (2024)

written by Jed MacKay art by Ryan Stegman, Jp Mayer, Livesay, & Marte Gracia

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Inktober Day 9: Kwannon/Revanche

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Ro Yoshimiya

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Psylocke #3 by Alyssa Wong and Vincenzo Carratù. Variant covers by (1) Carlo Pagulayan and (2) Kasia Nie. Main cover (3) by Mahmud Asrar. Out in January 2025.

"Psylocke is hot on the trail of a mutant trafficking ring… but a dangerous new villain is tracking her.

Has her past come back to haunt her, or has her investigation made her new enemies?

And will the help of her lover, John Greycrow, be enough to turn the tide?"

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Psylocke: Mutant Yokai Slayer MARVEL RIVALS