forum Superhero Roleplay [Closed]

Started March 06, 2018 by @Imperfect_Autumn group

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Dylan carried the last of the goods out to the car with Avery. They exchanged glances.

"Well," Dylan said, sighing sadly, "That's that."

Avery let out a heavy breath and rubbed her arms.

"Yeah," she responded, pulling her phone out of her pocket. Remembering that she had turned it off, she grimaced at it and put it away.

Dylan tracked the gesture and nodded. He didn't have anyone else outside of the team, not like she did. But he understood what it meant to her.

"Your friends will be fine, Avery. They've got each other, and plenty of coffee to keep them going." Smiling weakly, he sat on the hood of the car, taking a second to think. He offered her the spot next to him.

Avery climbed up next to Dylan and sat down, leaning back on her hands. She looked up at the darkening sky and sighed.

"It's just weird. I'm usually with the girls when I do this kind of thing, and then we all take on responsibilities. Right now, I feel like I have to make sure everything goes well on my own, with no help from Thea, my planner; Scarlet, my encourager; Jen, the one who will always lift me up when I'm down; or even my sister…" she trailed off, shaking her head. Looking over at Dylan, she said, "Sorry. I'm kinda being a downer, aren't I?"

Dylan waved a dismissive hand, "No. Don't apologize. You've got more reason than most to be down. Hell, how you aren't crazy, I don't even know."

He sat and stared at the sky for a while. With a sudden realization he turned back towards her, "Wait, you have a sister? Did you tell me this before?"

Avery nodded.

"Yeah, I do. And I did tell you, but with everything that's happened the past few days, I don't blame you for forgetting," she reminded him. "She's a year and a half younger than me and has the ability to freeze time."

"Huh, cool." Dylan shrugged. He pushed himself off the car, suddenly feeling… kinda silly, really. He decided he needed to practice again.

Motioning for Avery to stay where she was, Dylan held his hands, palms out, toward the ground. Feeling out the shadows around him, he lifted them up and formed a block about his height, and scaled the width accordingly. He looked over his shoulder for Avery's approval.

Avery leaned forward, resting her elbows on her knees and placing her head in her hands. She nodded at Dylan as he looked at her, signaling that he should continue.

Dylan closed his eyes, picturing what dhould be there versus what was. He started with the bottom, dispelling the shadows until they formed the bottom of the boat. The inside was empty. The top was still solid shadow, so Dylan began etching out the details. His hand made the motions, but still his eyes remained closed.

Avery watched, enthralled, as Dylan started to form a small, scale model of the boat he had picked out. That he could do this truly did amaze Avery, and she watched as he put in the intricate details.

Finally, Dylan finished. He dropped his hands, and with them the model clattered to the ground. He beckoned Avery over, "Come, take a closer look. This was one of my better done models."

He laid his left hand on the surface of the ship. It was colder than he had expected, for some odd reason. Almost like hard metal.

Avery slid off the hood of the car and walked over to the model.

"Wow," she breathed, slowly circling it and taking in the details. She reached out a hand to touch it, then froze and looked to Dylan for permission. "May I?"

Dylan gestured, Go right ahead.

Avery tentatively placed her hand on the model, feeling the cold, steel-like surface.

"How large can you make this, and how long can you hold it?" she asked, looking up at Dylan.

"It depends on the surroundings. The reason we need to leave at night, I can draw upon the dark of wherever. Makes life easier. After that, I can probably hold it for as long as we need…"

Dylan smiled, waving his hands and watching as it simply faded away. He raised his palm up, creating a little living fox that pranced around on his palm, "And all the motors will run without me even thinking about it. Just like this little program."

"Good," Avery said distractedly. She was looking at the little fox, and a small smile had pulled up the corners of her lips.

Dylan noticed her intent focus upon the fox. He stopped it, made it look at her, and then made it jump off his palm toward her. It froze in the air, seemingly stopped in time itself. He dissolved it after that. "That was my first test of automating a creation. I had a friend of mine, Zack, who actually owned a pet fox. He was a bit of a rich kid. Well, it used to prance around me in circles. So I thought up a program to do the same thing." Dylan glanced down, stuffing his hands in his pockets, "After I moved, it came in handy. Kept me company."

Avery blinked when the fox dissolved in mid-air, then shook her head and turned her attention back to Dylan, smiling at him.

"I always wanted a pet fox. I guess now I don't need a pet since I practically am one!" she laughed, almost bitterly, as she morphed her ears into foxes' ears and grew a fluffy, silver tail.