forum Superhero Roleplay [Closed]

Started March 06, 2018 by @Imperfect_Autumn group

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Vaughn walked back downstairs and glanced out the window, then to Element. “Let me guess,” he said, fidgeting with the sleeve to his button up so it would go over the bandages on his arms. “They are having a moment?”

Element nodded. "But it doesn't looked very happy."
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Dylan shrugged and looked down, suddenly afraid to meet her gaze, "Just wondering what you were thinking about. You look kind of…well…out of it." He thought for a minute, and the airplane rose off the ground and back into his hand. "If there's anything bothering you, you can talk to me about it. You know that, yeah?"

“Huh, wonder why,” Vaughn said, more to himself than anything. He glanced back towards the window before moving to take a seat in a chair in the living room.

Element looked down. She knew why. And she knew their conversations in private weren't fair to Avery. But also… Avery was jealous? Of her? Did her feelings for Dylan go that far?

(He's treating her like a long time high school friend. They just met 48 hours ago. I don't know if that was what I had wanted him to be like, or if that's what I would do. Dylan is actually a bit more of me than I had intended him to be, but it seems to be alright.)

(Yeah… Avery's pretty much me… She's literally based off of me, with her friends based on my friends… She gets attached to people quickly.)

Avery shrugged and looked at the sky. Fluffy, white clouds floated across the blueness of it.

"I saw you talking with Lenny," she stated simply, looking back down and casting a glance at Dylan.

Vaughn eyed Element, trying to read her the best he could. But, he kept his mouth shut. He would admit that he was curious, but he knew that Element wasn’t particularly fond if him. He doubted she would tell him what she knew. Then again, maybe that was just his illness telling him excuses. But, as he felt conflicted and confused mentally, he maintained his composure the best he could and held his tongue.

Dylan went cold. If that was what she was worried about, that meant she might have an idea as to Dylan's ties. And while that wouldn't change the fact that Dylan would fight on her side, it might change her view of him.

Then again, he had expected Lenny to gut him as soon as he had mentioned that. Xelnarin had, after all, murdered her parents. So what would it mean to Avery?

"I'm going to guess you wanted to know what we were talking about?" he asked.

"I mean, if you want to tell me about it," Avery shrugged again. Shrugging seemed to be becoming a problem. Suddenly looking up from the ground, she shot him a strange look. "It's nothing about… Um… Nevermind." She shook her head, looking back at her feet.

Dylan looked up, an expression of confusion on his face, "Okay… I don't mind telling you. We were just worried it might… well, you'll see." He stood up straighter and added, "Also, you and I need to have a talk as well. And that needs to be just between you and me. But first, my hellish family. When you and Lenny were researching the Flame, that brought back a few old memories. Ever wondered how I knew Xelnarin's name?" He asked, hoping to lead her to finish the thought.

Avery's head shot up with a sudden realization. "You know him somehow, don't you?" she murmured, glancing at Dylan. A thoughtful look crossed her face, and her eyes widened. "Earlier, you told that guard Xelnarin had two sons. You must be one of them. Oh, why didn't I see it before?!? The Galaxy Stone affecting you the way it did wasn't just some fluke. Gosh, I feel like such an idiot for not thinking of this sooner!" She rubbed her face with her hands, exasperated.

Dylan nodded, "How the stone incident connects to my fa- Xelnarin exactly, I don't know yet. But I know I'm the guy's kid, and I have a brother running around by the name of Ashton Sykes. Not Skylar. Which, funny enough, Sykes happens to be my last name as well, so that's convienient." He chuckled, then threw the airplane again, this time programmed to whirl about in the air, "It's like he almost expects us to meet."

"That's not good," Avery said, shaking her head. "If you two meet, there's bound to be trouble."

"I suspected as much," Dylan nodded, "But, part of me really wants to talk to him. But our guy, the one commander, said that last time Ashton reported his position, he was on the other side of the world, in China. They have a decently large operation." Dylan shrugged, shifting on his feet uncomfortably, "Odds are, we won't run into him."

Then a thought struck him, and his head shot up.

"Wait a sec. If you had no idea I had ties to the Flame, then why are you so worried about Lenny and I talking? I mean…"

He shut his mouth, then restarted, "Maybe I'm just crazy, but I need to ask you something. I want to make sure I'm not going crazy."

Avery blinked a few times, then opened her mouth to speak. She shut it again, trying to collect her thoughts.

"It's nothing," she assured Dylan with a small shake of her head. "Just… Forget I said anything."

"No, no. I need to confirm this," He said, "My powers. And their connection to my…temperment. Everytime I have gone berserk… you've been there. In the worst cases, you were hurt. It's happened twice now." He walked over and sat on the hood of the car, "I haven't gone cold without you being there."