forum Superhero Roleplay [Closed]

Started March 06, 2018 by @Imperfect_Autumn group

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Dylan turned to face Vaughn fully, "The outcome is: She tells me I'm being immature. That I need to focus on the task. She'll do it nicely, don't get me wrong. She's sweet like that. But in the end it'll be, 'There's a time and place for everything, and this isn't it.' And she'd be very, very right. What makes you think otherwise?"

Vaughn doubted that Avery would want him to say anything. He could imagine her smacking his arm or something. “Just trust me on it,” he said. That almost made him crack up. He didn’t trust people, yet there he was asking for it. He was so close to loosing his composure.

(Lol. If Vaughn did say something, Avery'd be more humiliated than anything, tbh.)

Blowing a piece of hair out of her face, Avery stepped back onto the deck. Dylan and Vaughn were still in the same place she had left them.

"I'm back," she said, catching their attention so that they wouldn't think she was eavesdropping on them.

(Okay, I wrote this, hit post, and it did nothing. So I write again!)

Dylan shoved his hands in his pockets and did his best to hide his embarassment, "Avery. Hey. Didn't hear you come out."

Well done, Dylan. Well done.

He banished the thought and smiled, forcing himself to relax. "How was lunch?" he asked, smiling.

(Lol. I hate when that happens.)

"Breakfast was fine," Avery replied with a smile of her own as she made her way over. "I really didn't have much, honestly. Just a granola bar and some water."

"Right. Breakfast… sorry. We might be able to get some actual food when we get down there, if you like?"

Vaughn actually snickered softly at that. Romantic feelings like that were sp strange, the way they screwed with the brain. It was very amusing to watch.

Avery shot Vaughn a strange look before turning back to Dylan and waving the offer away.

"It's fine. Unless you guys care about it, I'm good. I don't generally eat that much for breakfast, anyway, if I even remember. A lot of the time when it's around breakfast is when villains decide to strike, oddly enough," she explained.

Dylan nodded dumbly. Then Avery's words sank in, and Dylan did a double take. "Wait. Is there a story there? It sounds like there's a story there."

"No, no!" Avery laughed, shaking her head. "It's just that my team and I often battle early in the morning, for some reason."

Vaughn arched a brow. He would expect more criminal activity to go on at night. He did his work at night. There was much more cover in the darkness.

Avery noticed Vaughn's look and turned slightly towards him.

"What? Villains in my city are weird, okay?"

Vaughn raised his hands in surrender. “Okay, okay, I didn’t say a thing,” he said apologetically.

"I know that, but you were looking at me oddly, so I felt the need to explain," Avery clarified. She turned to face the steadily growing line on the horizon. They were almost there.

“Just thinking, sorry,” Vaughn said. He hadn’t apologized to anyone in a good chunk of time, so the words felt strange on his tongue.

Avery simply hummed in acknowledgment, still looking out over the water.

"Look how close we are to land. I wonder what we'll find there…" she mused quietly.

"Well, if we're lucky, a truck and the supplies I called for. If not?" Dylan paused and smiled as he imagined it, "About fifty guns, fully loaded, to make sure we're dead after the snipers take us."

Avery snorted.

"Well, I'd much prefer the first option to the second," she declared, her voice tinged with laughter.

"Why?" Dylan laughed back, "Between ethereal walls, animal-like abilities, and Vaughn just beating the hell out of people? We'd come out with a couple of scratches. What d'ya think, Vaughn?"

Vaughn gave a very faint smile again as he nodded slowly in agreement. “Either way, I think we’ll get through it fine,” he said.

Dylan smirked as he steered the boat to shore. "I made the big man smile. This day just got a whole lot brighter," he muttered.

(Are we opening this to new comers, now that we're here?)