Twist & Smash'd
Kameo pointed at the big bolded letters "I heard this is the best place to get burgers in this area" Kameo said while smiling to Nyx.
Kameo pointed at the big bolded letters "I heard this is the best place to get burgers in this area" Kameo said while smiling to Nyx.
Another nod and smirk. "Hope they have beer," she commented idly, speaking aloud by habit alone despite the strengthening mental bond that she and Kameo shared. It was uncomfortable, in a way, her newly-bound host struggling to scream out, to grab onto the connection and use it as a lifeline to freedom. Nothing too strong, of course, as Nyx's host was all but lobotomized at this point -- but a primal struggle that the devilgirl could always feel at the back of her mind.
She exhaled, heading towards the burger joint and gesturing at Kameo to the hostess. "A booth for my lady and me?" She purred playfully, winking as the slim brunette led them to the side of the smallish restaurant.
@nymphixia: Kameo cocked her head curiously to Nix as they walked "So what are you going to get?"
@kameo: "Haven't seen the menu," she shrugged, getting comfy in her seat and flipping through. "But if there's one thing I've learned on Earth, it's that mushrooms are delicious."
She glanced up to the waitress, ordering the portabella burger and their strongest on-tap beer, before gesturing at Kameo.
@nymphixia: Kameo gestured for the same order except with out the beer and opted for milk instead "So you're a drinker?" Kameo asked curiously but not trying to sound negative she had no problem with this.
@kameo: @nymphixia: I walk in the same bar that the two bawds were at "i need a drink" i stepped in and sat at a bar stool."bar tender toss me a whiskey"
@kameo: "Oh, yeah. Kind of a big drinker. Smoker, too, but only occasionally." Nyx leaned back in her seat, setting her feet up on the opposite booth, by Kameo's side. "No stigma about any of that stuff in Hell, and the health effects are pretty negligible considering my immortality."
@nymphixia: "Wow, I envy your strength Nyx" Kameo said with real honesty "I wish I could be as strong as you are, I have a weak tolerance for a lot of things"
@nymphixia: For some reason Kameo got a little aroused at the mention of genetic lottery "well, erm I have so many powers I barely fight at my full potential but for starts I guess you can say I have the proportional abilities of a spider times three"
@nymphixia: "It actually just puts me on the high street level range" Kameo tried to sound humble "I'd get f****d hard by anyone city level or above"
@nymphixia: Kameo didn't quite get the question that was asked but something in her subconscious told her to reply "Yes?"
@nymphixia: "Yum!" Kameo rolled her eyes lustful as she hungered for protein.
@nymphixia: "What is there to know about?" Kameo too a large bite and surprisingly swallowed a big piece with out swallowing "I'm in my early twenties, currently unemployed, posses super powers, no family members to speak of, a few vigilante associates back in Gothic I think that's about it?"
@nymphixia: "I was bit in the neck by a cosmic spider" Kameo stated honestly "no joke"
The young Knightfall had a fair amount of attractive friends. However one was more likely to choose a violent course over the others. Vern was able to move at the speed of light. Was blisteringly swift and as such acted impulsive and reckless all the time. Sure she played a heroic role but at the same time none of her activities had been on the radar. She wasn't rushing into New York when Envy marched, she'd never fought Brahma Bull. She was committed to an adrenaline rush and getting better with a sword more so then being a hero. She came from another universe she wanted to be ready to save her sister, not save this planet.
In about the span of thirty minutes the speedster had resolved nine separate crimes. The police had grown to hate her today as she stole their job. Presently however the city was at ease meaning of course the crimson haired teen could be found outside a rave. She'd chosen to not cut the line this time much to the surprise of a few of the club regulars. What she didn't know however was soon enough she'd be recruited to something far more worth her attention then neon lights.
(It's meh but I don't like doing long intros if I can help it lol)
@nymphixia: "Yes, and..." Kameo gave a bewildered face "Pepsi is like acid to me"
@nymphixia: "I didn't mean to be such a downer" Kameo said in a repentant tone.
@nymphixia: Kameo was almost done with hers "so after this meal we'll head back to the place and hangout maybe?"
@nymphixia: "that would be awesome!" Kameo replied back while nodding her head up and down excitedly.
@nymphixia: "Well just let me finish this and I'll be ready" Kameo said as she gestured to her own burger.
@nymphixia: Kameo never smiled so often before, today she felt as if she met a true friend and perhaps something greater.
" what is in this drink " I bent over and through up an the ground it was only a small amount which meant it would hurt more"uh.. that hurt F***" I stumbled around and hit an other person by accident he was big and buff " i'm sorry man" he was also drunk a bit so he hit me i flew and smashed the bar table I sat there in a daze for about 30 sec. " I am a good guy but if some one pisses me off i'll kill'em"
Zoe walked down the crowded and busy streets of New York City, her cellphone glued to her ear as she heard the lecture of her Aunt over and over again. Visiting her during her time off from S.T.R.I.K.E was probably the worst idea she ever had, she should have just went to Hawaii or somewhere warm, not freezing cold New York City. But she couldn't go back to Chicago, she didn't exactly have a home anymore there since she was a hero again and gave up being a full time student. But overall... she was ok with her choice... well... except for right this second.
"No Aunt Heather, I'm going to the store now... Yes I know I need to-" She gave a huge huff of frustrated air. "I think I'm breaking up Aunt Heather-ssskkkkk- Can't-Sssskkkkk- hear-sskk-UMPH!" like a huge idiot she rammed right into someone in the middle of New York City! Not paying attention to where she was going dropping her phone on the ground. "I'm so sorry!"
(Sorry nothing fancy lol)
The turbulence of life had been rather still and more peaceful since dying. Well, dying would do that to a soul, he thought. After his time in the League of Shadows, meditating and seeking to refine and grow his powers, the busy life of New York City had been a little overwhelming. The only sounds heard in the League's Monastery was the clashing of swords or the thud of boots. Little sounds, delicate in nature. New York was loud, bustling with strangers. And unlike his usual self having now technically died twice in the past few months, Kurt was a litt--
"--Shit!" He stumbled, fumbling around foolishly before heaving an apologetic sigh, looking up and...
"Zoe!?"
Oh God, what to do? Out of instinct to save looking at her in embarrassment (and mostly shame since their last meeting) Kurt bent over and plucked up her phone, looking away onto the opposite side of the street before slowly handing it to the blonde. "S-sorry," this was not expected. He turned his head back, slowly, his cheeks white, dreading a hateful scowl considering their last meeting...
@pyrogram: You, Drake's daughter, revelation. Today.
@shogun_of_sarcasm: :o okay
@pyrogram: I need to get that story rolling somehow lol
Gothic?
@shogun_of_sarcasm: Yup
Gotta reply to Nox first, but it won't be that long.
@pyrogram: Alright.
Hope you don't mind me writing in the phone lol and also finding Kurt's hideout =P
@shogun_of_sarcasm: That's fine, I'm not sure Kurt's been to his hideout for like 6 months anyways xD
@pyrogram: Used to be so crowded...
Zoe's body froze in shock when she realized who it was she bumped into, a surge of emotions rushed through her all within a split second. But the first one wasn't the one the was expected. She didn't even bother to take her phone from him, instead she instantly embraced him. "KURT!" She hugged him tightly, when he went missing all those months ago Zoe knew it wasn't a simple 'running away' from the city thing like many tabloids made it out to be. Kurt had a good thing going in Gothic, and had a special someone there with him, he wouldn't have given it up so carelessly. "I thought you were dead!" She let out a relieved sigh. Even though he had hurt her, she still cared deeply for him, it was something that just wasn't going to go away.
But then the second emotion kicked in... she pulled away and then sent her hand flying towards his face to slap him right across the face. "I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD!" She yelled at him, people who were walking the sidewalks slowing down to catch the drama that was unfolding in the middle of New York City. She knew their last time together wasn't one she wanted to remember, but that wasn't what she was upset about. She was worried about him, she thought the worst, why didn't he tell her he was ok? OR NOT DEAD!? The thoughts of their last meeting wasn't even going through her mind right now, she was still shocked to see him standing before her. She was glad he was ok, in one piece and not dead somewhere in the gutter.
"Everyone was saying you ran away from your responsibilities in Gothic, but I knew you wouldn't do that. So I thought 'Omg what if he's dead or captured somewhere!' and now you're here and you're ok!" She never took her phone from his hand the entire time, still in shock that he's standing before her. "Kurt... where have you been all this time?"
"I... Uh," he stuttered, words failing him as his eyes flickered a brighter shade of green. "...Was..." He shot his gaze back up towards Zoe, having not even noticed her embrace due to the shock of the moment. It was as though he had been struck by lighting and passed out for a few seconds, everything had just happened so fast. Had she slapped him? He slowly chuckled, his green eyes meeting her own with one of his annoying yet familiar smirks.
"Still fiery I see?" He smiled, seeing Zoe was unexpected if not nice, scary all the same. He could face down assassins and the like of the Brahma Bull, but friendships and other people had always been the strongest struggle for Kurt, where he messed up the most.
"Clearly I'm not dead, psh, what a silly thought," his eyes nervously looked all around as the crowd looked at them strangely, they were both attracting too much attention. He moved slowly as he leaned in a little, moving to walk past her, gently brushing into her with a whisper, "keep walking, follow." With a nonchalant whistle, the Gothic Knight continued on walking, hoping Zoe would follow, obviously not wanting to arouse drama and have everyone watch.
“I am not fiery… I’m a soft amber.” She crossed her arms across her chest as she noticed something… he was… different. Something about him was off, but she couldn’t pin it within the seconds of literally bumping into each other. He then leaned in, and she had to stop herself from the instinct of pushing him off. A whisper later and she watched him walk pass her, whistling, making it even more obvious he was hiding something.
She stood for a moment, watching him and the crowd and she hesitated to follow. Her eyes intense in thought for a moment as she looked in the direction she was supposed to be going. Zoe had two options, go to the store like she was she supposed to or follow Kurt. Simple easy day or possible very complex day with an exclusive emotional rollercoaster ride.
The young hero let out a heavy huff as she quickly moved in the same direction of Kurt. Catching up to him she pushed a mess of hair out of her face and turned her attention to him, trying to read him. “Kurt, what happened?”
Maverick was called sent to find someone, or more over, something. A man by the name of Jackson, so far, categorized as Class 3 Nano-Altered Human, he was wanted for the murder of Harold Carson. Police had found him in New York however, they would not approach him. As a result, the United States government hired a team of special forces agents to bring him in. Alive or dead. It hardly made much different to Nemaz.
He stood on a rooftop, overlooking the city, his Omni-Goggles equipped as one other shadow company member appears before him.
He has his scent, and thus, the man and his forces are now on the move. Eager to find the boy and watch from the shadows to wait for what would be the right moment to strike him. He was known vigilante, something that they all noted, and would use to their advantage if applicable. The shadow company went after the man.
And so their hunt would now begin....
(A little short but I am running a little low on fumes right now. Also you might wanna take Ink and post him in your "About me" page on your profile.)
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