forum That One Superhero RP Where Stuff Maybe Happens?

Started May 18, 2018 by shurikenwolfbadass_13

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Trixi let out a laugh, thinking she was in the clear.

She watched the sirens come from round the corner, all the people below in a flurry.

Kunda dissipated, and reformed in the shadows, following the young one. The night was warm, it was windless. The moon shrouded part of the city in a papery glow, while the rest was enveloped in frightening shadow. His kind of night.

Ivory stood up, watching the chase. Deciding this might be interesting, she teleported a few blocks in front of them to keep watching. The chill air pressing against her cheeks, keeping them pink and Rosie.

Suddenly Trixi stopped, feeling the- unnatural- disturbances in the shadows. “Who’s there?” She called out, her voice steady and confident.

As Leonard walked along side the busy streets, he watched as people from inside the shops and restaurants moved about, eating, talking, laughing, and buying, all the normally fun stuff.
"I like popcorn." He said randomly, pondering the random thought.

"Does it really matter?" Kinda said, Griffiths hands in his coat pockets. "Seriously."

Trixi’s eyes widened in shock. “You- you’re the-“

Stopping at one shop he bought himself some popcorn, but finding that it tasted yucky he threw it to the birds.

"What I am, is none of your concern!" Kunda responded gruffly. Light streamed from the pockets of his coat, as well as in several spots inside it. Secretly, the other lights were from the insides of the barrels of his guns, and other weapons.

“Um, yeah. So Mr. Terminator, I think, y’know, you go your way, I go mine. Howaboutdat?”

"Oh hello…" Leonard said, seeing to 'things' in a dark alley way. (Cats)

A claw of light came from Kunda's pocket, grabbing the bag of something, possibly money, it pulled, spilling some of the contents.
"So it is money."
It snatched the money up. It wasn't that much of the bag's contents, maybe 20%. But it took it into his pockets.
"I'm in a generally crappy mood, okay. So just this once I'm gonna take my leave, yesh?" He turned his back and started walking, a mistake to be sure, but to Hell with it.

"What are you doing all the way don't there?" Leonard asked, putting his school back pack on and racing towards the two small figures.

Trixi growled, a sound low in her throat and sent a shadow dagger hurtling towards the Terminator’s back.