@Desvelarse pets
Vaughn headed the gravel crunch outside, and he ducked into the back room, taking out his pistol.
Vaughn headed the gravel crunch outside, and he ducked into the back room, taking out his pistol.
Alice walked into the gas station, still not close enough to hear his thoughts.
Vaughn heard the door open, and stayed in the back room. His gun was clutched tightly, and he was ready to use it, not knowing that it was a young girl and not a large man.
Alice wandered through the aisles in no hurry, slowly making her way toward the back room. She opened the door.
Vaughn immediately grabbed the persons collar, shoving them back roughly against a wall. He realized that it was a younger girl and let go immediately, taking a step back. “What are you doing here, kid?”
"Following you." she answered truthfully.
“Following me? Why..?” Vaughn asked warily. The first thought he had that was she had seen him on the news. Or read about the newest “At large serial killer”. God, he hated when people called him that.
"I'm not here because I saw you on the news." she said. "I just wanted to talk."
(Any idea when I can hop in?)
“Wait, how did you..?” Vaughn asked, taking a slight step back. Did this girl just read his mind?
(You could kind of barge in, maybe you followed my character?)
The corners of her mouth turned up a bit. "Something like that."
Vaughn frowned heavily. This was insane. “What do you want?” He asked, wanting to get back to his peace.
"What if this world isn't real? What if… what if we aren't real?"
"Well, well. Vaughn. Fancy meeting you here." Mirage stepped through the wall, becoming visible as she did so. "Who's your friend?"
(How's that?)
Vaughn flinched at the stranger’s arrival. She had to of seen him on the news to know his name. “Aren’t real? Kid, have you been on something?”
(Can I join?)
(Yes!)
(@The_Lavender_Owl, you did beautifully.)
(GOODY THANK YOU!!!!)
Name: Ferran Dun
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Powers: Electricity and enhanced speed
Status: Superhero
Other: 5'7, White hair, tan skin, brown eyes
Alice frowned, this was not what she had planned… "Mirage! Stop, will you?" she turned back to Vaughn. "Do you think it's possible?"
“No, I really don’t. Have you been drinking? If so, you’re underage,” Vaughn said quickly.
(@ThatBackgroundSlytherin, just jump in whenever you see fit.)
"Stop what, kid?" Mirage asked.
(Btw, SICK story idea!)
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