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William stayed quiet, occasionally purring. "I like this… hideout. It's better than my old one."
William stayed quiet, occasionally purring. "I like this… hideout. It's better than my old one."
“ I've been here a few years” he mumbled
"Let's stay here a bit…"
(did I mention, using william's powers also makes his cat side come out more)
( nope)
“ okay kit” he mumbled and yawned.
William sighed, and fell asleep next to Hiro.
( this going the complete another way. Wellllll God said fuck you all) hiro fell asleep as well. A well-deserved rest.
(Well… apparently I fell behind. Sorry for the length)
Malcolm finished bolting up a steel door where the other one had been. He then grabbed three wires hanging from the door and connected them to a custom power source in the wall. A small zap came from the door.
He grinned and tried to open it. A small blue flash came from a hidden nanobot, and the door opened without electrocuting him.
“Good. Now, why did so few respond to the latest attack?”Malcolm wondered.
He pulled out a pistol, checked if it was loaded, and left his hideout, shutting the door and checking for the subtle hum of electricity.
He wandered a few houses down the street, noticing a small sign for a new gang of rogues. He huffed and stepped in. Immediately, he started shooting everyone in sight. He walked through the entire house, occasionally changing out pistols to skip reloading, and continued shooting.
Ten minutes later, with a few scrapes and grazes from the surprised inhabitants, Malcolm walked out of the now silent house and kicked down the poorly made sign. He had found sign of deconstructed machines, and had grabbed a bag, taking as many pieces as he could carry.
“Fucking hoodlums!”he snapped.
He returned to his hideout, dropping off the materials and heading to the roof. There, he shot one of the nesting mutated birds.
“Lunch it is!”
He took the bird and headed inside, needing a good drink and a reload for most of his guns.
(Is it me, or is Malcolm having a bad day?)
Hiro heard the shots and jumped up. “ stay here kit!” he ordered running outside.
( he having a bad day)
(Probably a bad day. Unless this is normal.)
(Grey area. He has no qualms of shooting people, but he usually doesn’t go out of his way to find someone to shoot. So yeah, snickering)
( aye yo kit it's your turn)
William sat up. "I can help…" He tried calming Hiro down.
“ fine. Don't get hurt kit.” he said, his posture relaxed a bit.
William smiled and ran out the door. "C'mon!"
Hiro followed .” careful William!”
William ran to the source of the gunshots and saw Malcolm, pistol in hand. "You again…"
Hiro stayed behind William “ you crazy old man! Your going to attract the mutes!”
William closed his eyes, tapping into Malcolm's emotions. It was harder because he was a cyborg, but he attempted to calm him anyway.
Hiro couldn't help. “ God damn it!” he hated feeling helpless and unable to help.
William was torn on who to help, Hiro or Malcolm. He tried calming both, but now he was getting sick fast.
Hito felt the change again “ stop fucking with my emotions.”
William was shocked, as he'd never told Hiro directly he could do that. He stopped altering Hiro's emotions, but the damage had been done. He felt really sick, and he tried to not throw up. He was still trying to calm Malcolm down, though.
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