((They're ideas for me to pick from, but uh, solar energy manipulation is one(think Sunspot from the X-men), sound manipulation(I've got a character who's alias is Siren, 'cause that sorta explains her abilities), and the other idea is basically like Dazzler's abilities))
(Awesome! I think you should do the sound one, personally.)
((Siren it is! Here's the details: "Siren Song. She can manipulate her voice to convince people of things. She figured out how to make her voice sound like that of other people, and loves using it to mess around. If she uses her voice too much while activating her power, it wears it down until she loses it, and if she isn't careful it can cause permanent damage." How 'bout Romeo?))
(Man. I was just thinking of energy manipulation for him…)
((That works, unless you want to change it?))
(I’ll just do that…)
Juliet grabbed her bag on her way out the door, checking to make sure all of her necessary items were there as she locked her apartment door. The music continued to play, though a bit softer now, as a way to make people think she was still home.
Romeo walked out of his apartment just as she did, and almost ran into her.
Juliet blinked, closing the bag casually but quickly as she leaned against the door to her apartment. "You the new guy?"
He rubbed the back of his neck. “Yeah, I am. Sorry about that. I was kind of… distracted.”
"It's nothin', don't worry." She waved him off casually, the light glinting off her watch. "I've got the same damn problems half the time. Where ya headed?"
“Out to eat,” he said, rubbing he back of his neck. “Know any good food places around here?”
"Oh, hells yeah." She nodded, shoving her hands in the pockets of her shorts. "Depends on what you like. There's a great Italian place two blocks North, and there's this Mexican place just a block to the West, with the best tamales I've ever had."
He grinned slightly. “Cool, thanks!” He grinned at her. “I’ll, uh, see you later!”
She gave him a two fingered salute, watching him head for the elevator. Once the doors had closed, she headed for the stairs, managing to make it to the ground floor before he did, and slipped out onto the street, blending easily with the pedestrians. Now, what to do, what to do…
Romeo quickly slipped into the crowd, moving through them as though he was just like everyone else. But you’re not, his brain couldn’t help say. He ignored the thought.
Juliet slipped into an alleyway, changing into her suit with quick and practiced ease. And then she was Siren, her villain alter ego. With a power like hers, villain had been the best way to go. Now, to rob that bank on Fifth,
Romeo walked to the food place. As he was walking, he passed the bank. The security seemed bad. He clenched his fists slightly as he passed, but didn’t try to do anything.
Juliet sauntered into the bank, easily passing a security guard. She was stopped a total of once, but a smile and little bit of power poured into her voice took care of that. And that's when the fun started. She wouldn't actually kill anyone, or even hurt anyone. Well, maybe shed rough up a couple of security guards, but hey.
Someone sauntered into the bank, and Romeo stiffened. Quickly slipping into the place, he eyed everything. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary… until he saw her. Doing… something, he couldn’t tell what.
Juliet made her way up to one of the teller windows, leaning against the counter casually. "Well hello there, gorgeous." She spoke in a low, flirty voice to the teller, who looked up from her magazine and froze. There it is. Everyone in the city knew who she was.
The teller's eyes flickered past her to one of the security guards, and soon the bank was being put on lockdown as civilians were being ushered out one by one. Like they thought she wouldn't notice. But that was good. Get the innocents out, so no one got caught up in this unnecessarily.
Romeo sighed. Slipping his jacket off and pulling his mask on, his suit morphed into him. Nothing too glamourous, just a dark shirt and pants.
He sauntered over. “What’re you doing, sweetheart?” He drawled.
"Punching you, if you call me sweetheart again." Juliet said, not even looking over at him. Nothing in her stance changed to indicate she was worried. Even better, some fun.
“I’d like to see you try.” Romeo was having fun. More than he had had for… what was it, two years now?
"Oh, I will. Just give me thirty seconds." Juliet let her power leak into her voice, her voice smooth and unhurried, and oddly compelling. "Now, Ms…Kelly. I'll take five hundred dollars, cash. Make it to go." It was an odd amount of money, much less than most robbers would have gone for. She turned, finally, to look at the man beside her, presumably some hero. "Now, where were we?"