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Jinny watched him carefully, her dark eyes simply taking everything in. Once he was finished, she held the map and studied it. Her head was slightly tilted to the side, and her eyes were moving back at forth at an almost imperceptible speed. Finally, after a while, she nodded.
"I get it. This is easier than remembering random names of places. They don't even make sense. Daddy said that there used to be... trees, and rivers, and... birds and stuff. It's hard to believe." She shook her head, then looked to him. "So... what kind of way do we want to go? I mean, we could go this way. It's shorter, but there's a bunch of towns in the way." She put her small, grubby finger on the map and traced a fairly direct path. Then she mapped another one, more wide and winding. "Or... we go this way. I think there would be... more random stuff to deal with. Animals and crap, but hopefully less scary people. Hopefully." Her face went slightly pale, and a shiver went through her.
"What do you think, Mr. Josh?"
"I get it. This is easier than remembering random names of places. They don't even make sense. Daddy said that there used to be... trees, and rivers, and... birds and stuff. It's hard to believe." She shook her head, then looked to him. "So... what kind of way do we want to go? I mean, we could go this way. It's shorter, but there's a bunch of towns in the way." She put her small, grubby finger on the map and traced a fairly direct path. Then she mapped another one, more wide and winding. "Or... we go this way. I think there would be... more random stuff to deal with. Animals and crap, but hopefully less scary people. Hopefully." Her face went slightly pale, and a shiver went through her.
"What do you think, Mr. Josh?"
*puts down a little tent, starts a campfire*
It is... open!
It is... open!
Avanhelsing said
*starts to scream and swear. *GAH!!! It's October 31! And it's snowing!!! I hate Chicago!!!!
Great excuse to wear a polar bear costume.
Also, I have Christmas in 88 degree weather. >> Don't talk to me about hate. (Though it is fun to put the sparkly lights and tinsel on the palm trees.)
She does punch hard, but she threw a lot of power behind that one hit... and she is paying for it.
He might be able to stand his own much better than he thinks. Plas has a lot of endurance... and Orbit does get frustrated when things don't work how they're 'supposed' to.
...then again, she does have her blade orbs. Can he be sliced and still live?
He might be able to stand his own much better than he thinks. Plas has a lot of endurance... and Orbit does get frustrated when things don't work how they're 'supposed' to.
...then again, she does have her blade orbs. Can he be sliced and still live?
Eviledd1984 said
*Watches creepily while eating cherry pie*
*laughs* That's not suspicious at all, Ed. *gives Caits the blanket* Got any more pie of a pumpkin variety?
*hides under a soft blanket covered in Batman logos, goes to sleep*
Heh. I meant for Orbit's little speech to be quietly away from the group...
But this works even better. Luke's not the pushover he used to be... and that alone spoke more to Orbit than any apology. He wasn't begging, he wasn't pleading. He was... honest, plus, he wasn't afraid of her.
...Yeah, my Jin/Orbit muse is basically going "...d...did his balls drop while he was gone or something? What the hell?"
But this works even better. Luke's not the pushover he used to be... and that alone spoke more to Orbit than any apology. He wasn't begging, he wasn't pleading. He was... honest, plus, he wasn't afraid of her.
...Yeah, my Jin/Orbit muse is basically going "...d...did his balls drop while he was gone or something? What the hell?"
Kijani smiled, polite and poised. "My name is Kijani. I have a multitude of skills as I hope you will discover, but the only thing that makes me truly superhuman is that I can control and adjust the density of paper." Her smile widened, and something eerie entered her eyes. "As they have yet to create a detector that senses paper, I could get a weapon of my choosing, literally anywhere, without anyone being the wiser."
Orbit stayed very quiet after her mentor led her off. She was shaking all of a sudden. Now that she wasn't fighting to save Gabe, a wave of exhaustion rolled over her. Covering her face with her hands, she let out a noise that was suspiciously similar to a sob. Her shoulders shook for several moments. An old teammate returned from the land of the dead, and her best friend nearly went to it in his place... Her brain was spinning, but she knew she had to focus.
She couldn't break down. Not in front of him. Never in front of him.
She took a deep, slow breath like her therapist had taught her, and pulled her hands from her face slowly. There was a smear of fresh blood on her gloves. Frowning, she touched her face and realized that her nose was still bleeding, slowly but steadily. She just hadn't paid it any attention. "Damn... not good." The bleeding meant that she was pushing past her limits, in a dangerous way. Next would come the headaches, and after...
Well, she woke up 2 weeks after.
"Sir?" She caught Batman out the door, trying to look as strong as possible. If she presented herself as such, no one would tell her different. "I have... misgivings about working with Plastic Man." And being separated from Hellfire on such an important mission, but that was another story. "He pretended to be dead, he told a horrible lie, just to get away from the team, and I'm not going to act as if that's all water under the bridge. What about the next time a situation gets hot? Is he going to 'die' then too, and leave us one soldier short?" Her fists were clenched so hard that her dirty fingernails were nearly breaking the skin of her palms.
"He can't be trusted, sir. I refuse to fight with someone who has already proven won't have my back if things go wrong."
She couldn't break down. Not in front of him. Never in front of him.
She took a deep, slow breath like her therapist had taught her, and pulled her hands from her face slowly. There was a smear of fresh blood on her gloves. Frowning, she touched her face and realized that her nose was still bleeding, slowly but steadily. She just hadn't paid it any attention. "Damn... not good." The bleeding meant that she was pushing past her limits, in a dangerous way. Next would come the headaches, and after...
Well, she woke up 2 weeks after.
"Sir?" She caught Batman out the door, trying to look as strong as possible. If she presented herself as such, no one would tell her different. "I have... misgivings about working with Plastic Man." And being separated from Hellfire on such an important mission, but that was another story. "He pretended to be dead, he told a horrible lie, just to get away from the team, and I'm not going to act as if that's all water under the bridge. What about the next time a situation gets hot? Is he going to 'die' then too, and leave us one soldier short?" Her fists were clenched so hard that her dirty fingernails were nearly breaking the skin of her palms.
"He can't be trusted, sir. I refuse to fight with someone who has already proven won't have my back if things go wrong."
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