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“Come on. A little closer.”
Just outside the Titans Tower, one young Atlantean stood waist deep in the water. Her orange eyes were fixed on a large carp that was lazily swimming toward her. She licked her lips in anticipation. Breakfast was just a breath away.
“Come on…” She stilled, watching the fish idle toward her body. “Gotcha!” Her hands darted into the water, lightning quick, and she came up with a live, wriggling fish. “Ha! You’re mine now.” It was a healthy specimen. With a gentle tap on the spine, she put the animal out of it’s misery, then climbed out of the water. She was barefoot as she usually was, the skirt of her green dress tied around her knees. Human clothes were lovely, but not waterproof. She’d learned that one the hard way.
Kassandra grinned with triumph as she headed back into the tower, loosening her dress back down as she did so. As she headed toward the kitchen, she heard the cheerful conversation of some of the others, and balked slightly, slowing down.
She was still somewhat intimidated by the other Titans. Being the youngest of the group wasn’t fun, and feeling like the least trained wasn’t great either. Robin made her nervous; he was so intense most of the time. Starfire was sweet and kind, but she was a veteran, and Kassy just felt outclassed.
Still, there was nothing that she could do about it this morning. She needed the knives to properly carve her kill. So she stepped into the kitchen, fish in one hand.
“Ah… g-good morning everyone.”
Just outside the Titans Tower, one young Atlantean stood waist deep in the water. Her orange eyes were fixed on a large carp that was lazily swimming toward her. She licked her lips in anticipation. Breakfast was just a breath away.
“Come on…” She stilled, watching the fish idle toward her body. “Gotcha!” Her hands darted into the water, lightning quick, and she came up with a live, wriggling fish. “Ha! You’re mine now.” It was a healthy specimen. With a gentle tap on the spine, she put the animal out of it’s misery, then climbed out of the water. She was barefoot as she usually was, the skirt of her green dress tied around her knees. Human clothes were lovely, but not waterproof. She’d learned that one the hard way.
Kassandra grinned with triumph as she headed back into the tower, loosening her dress back down as she did so. As she headed toward the kitchen, she heard the cheerful conversation of some of the others, and balked slightly, slowing down.
She was still somewhat intimidated by the other Titans. Being the youngest of the group wasn’t fun, and feeling like the least trained wasn’t great either. Robin made her nervous; he was so intense most of the time. Starfire was sweet and kind, but she was a veteran, and Kassy just felt outclassed.
Still, there was nothing that she could do about it this morning. She needed the knives to properly carve her kill. So she stepped into the kitchen, fish in one hand.
“Ah… g-good morning everyone.”
Devika chuckled softly. "He seems nice enough. Very calm spirited. I like that." She went to get the metal as Roxy had requested, carefully plucking several pieces to avoid getting her fingertips or hands cut.
J grinned at Roxy as Devika moved away. "Come on, now, Rox. You need a little sunshine in your life, and that empath girl seems pretty sunny. Lookit those adorable dimples. I think this could be good for you."
Devika returned, somewhat lost in thought. So, Roxy was a lesbian? That made her feel a little less awkward being bisexual. It wasn't exactly breakfast conversation, but Roxy didn't seem ashamed or embarrassed at all. Then again, Devika couldn't imagine Roxy embarrassed about anything, ever.
"Here you go, Roxy. I hope this is enough." She handed over the pieces of metal, wondering what they were for.
J nodded at Devika when she came back. "Having an assistant looks useful. Do you do computers?"
"Oh, I don't know much about computers, besides the basics of using one." Devika admitted.
J grinned at Roxy as Devika moved away. "Come on, now, Rox. You need a little sunshine in your life, and that empath girl seems pretty sunny. Lookit those adorable dimples. I think this could be good for you."
Devika returned, somewhat lost in thought. So, Roxy was a lesbian? That made her feel a little less awkward being bisexual. It wasn't exactly breakfast conversation, but Roxy didn't seem ashamed or embarrassed at all. Then again, Devika couldn't imagine Roxy embarrassed about anything, ever.
"Here you go, Roxy. I hope this is enough." She handed over the pieces of metal, wondering what they were for.
J nodded at Devika when she came back. "Having an assistant looks useful. Do you do computers?"
"Oh, I don't know much about computers, besides the basics of using one." Devika admitted.
Jinny was enjoying her training. The darts had not proved to be as hard as she thought they would be. Once he taught her more steps, changing her footing and her grip, her throws got more and more accurate. She liked this. Once she was able to relax, she looked with pride at the row of ten darts in a neat line. She had done that, mostly by herself. Pride filled her spirit, and she was ready for the next task.
She rocked back and forth on her heels as Slade explained the next task. He also gave her a new word to ponder.
“Tele- kin- esis.” She hadn’t known there was such an important word for what she could make herself do. She wanted to ask him more, but the new task ahead beckoned her instead.
“Okay. Let’s see which ones I can fly.” She reached out her hands, and the subtle silvery glow surrounded the 1 pound weight. It lifted easily and didn’t even wobble. Jinny smiled with triumph and went on to the next. 2 pounds, 3 pounds, on and on. The 10 pound weight was a clear struggle, but Jinny showed some stubbornness as she got it just barely off the ground. The next was 15 pounds, and she reached out for that. The glow surrounded it, but it didn’t move.
“Come on...” She frowned, and tried harder, straining her little body. The glow increased, and then her own eyes went from brown to the same ethereal silver. The weight did not lift, but rather dragged across the ground a few inches.
“Hmph.” Jin smirked triumphantly, and then the glow faded. She blinked several times as a wave of dizziness hit her body. “I feel funny.” And she plopped right down on the ground, holding her head with a little groan. A thin trickle of blood slipped from one of her nostrils.
“Oh. I’m bleeding, Uncle.” Her voice seemed rather detached from the situation, as if she weren’t quite all there.
She rocked back and forth on her heels as Slade explained the next task. He also gave her a new word to ponder.
“Tele- kin- esis.” She hadn’t known there was such an important word for what she could make herself do. She wanted to ask him more, but the new task ahead beckoned her instead.
“Okay. Let’s see which ones I can fly.” She reached out her hands, and the subtle silvery glow surrounded the 1 pound weight. It lifted easily and didn’t even wobble. Jinny smiled with triumph and went on to the next. 2 pounds, 3 pounds, on and on. The 10 pound weight was a clear struggle, but Jinny showed some stubbornness as she got it just barely off the ground. The next was 15 pounds, and she reached out for that. The glow surrounded it, but it didn’t move.
“Come on...” She frowned, and tried harder, straining her little body. The glow increased, and then her own eyes went from brown to the same ethereal silver. The weight did not lift, but rather dragged across the ground a few inches.
“Hmph.” Jin smirked triumphantly, and then the glow faded. She blinked several times as a wave of dizziness hit her body. “I feel funny.” And she plopped right down on the ground, holding her head with a little groan. A thin trickle of blood slipped from one of her nostrils.
“Oh. I’m bleeding, Uncle.” Her voice seemed rather detached from the situation, as if she weren’t quite all there.
There were times where Kijani wished she had been born a normal woman. Just an average citizen from an average planet who didn’t have to make hard decisions. Right now was one of those times. It was as if everything was slowing, the moment stretching for eons.
She knew what she had to do. But she hated herself for it.
Without responding, she lifted her blaster and shot the stormtrooper in the throat. There was a terrible, gargled noise as he died. The second trooper had enough time to say “What-” before Kijani shot him too. She exhaled slowly. These were the kinds of choices a royal had to make.
She plucked the cell key card from one of the guards bodies. “...it’s different up close.” Was all she managed to say, before stepping past the two dead men. Even if they were the Empire, she hated to have death so up close and personal, and on her hands.
“Let’s go, Adam. Cell 4653.” She took off without another word, murmuring to herself as she counted cells.
It was only fair. It had been her plan, after all, and all failure was therefore her fault. Only right that she should take the killing shot. This whole thing could turn out to be a major disaster. Get them all captured, killed… and it would be on her shoulders. She shouldn’t have said the Emperor. She should have said Vader. She’d aimed too high.
“4651… 4652… 4653.” For a moment the cell was too dim for her to see. Then the lights clicked on, revealing a figure huddled on the cell cot.
The moment of truth. “Hello?”
She knew what she had to do. But she hated herself for it.
Without responding, she lifted her blaster and shot the stormtrooper in the throat. There was a terrible, gargled noise as he died. The second trooper had enough time to say “What-” before Kijani shot him too. She exhaled slowly. These were the kinds of choices a royal had to make.
She plucked the cell key card from one of the guards bodies. “...it’s different up close.” Was all she managed to say, before stepping past the two dead men. Even if they were the Empire, she hated to have death so up close and personal, and on her hands.
“Let’s go, Adam. Cell 4653.” She took off without another word, murmuring to herself as she counted cells.
It was only fair. It had been her plan, after all, and all failure was therefore her fault. Only right that she should take the killing shot. This whole thing could turn out to be a major disaster. Get them all captured, killed… and it would be on her shoulders. She shouldn’t have said the Emperor. She should have said Vader. She’d aimed too high.
“4651… 4652… 4653.” For a moment the cell was too dim for her to see. Then the lights clicked on, revealing a figure huddled on the cell cot.
The moment of truth. “Hello?”
Hey, the Titans tower is on a lake, right?
Don't worry! Focus on getting better.
@Master Crim Having first post anxiety. Shooting for the weekend.
You're good! I had something good to wake up to!
Also, maybe try "imgur"? That's where I put my pictures.
Also, maybe try "imgur"? That's where I put my pictures.
Please send kitten pics. Also I totally get you on the time thing.
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