I'm not too happy with this part but let me know if wewe like. If enough people like it, I'll keep it. If majority hates it, I'll futa and re-write. maoni below!
“Okay let me see. This isn't right...why do I even bother with this?”
The bluenette leaned up against the counter, a clipboard in hand and kusoma glasses on. He made a few grunting noises of disapproval, the pencil twirling between his teeth. His eyes scanned over the charts and half-assed explenations written down before he set it aside.
“Well that was a waste of time.”
He pulled off the glasses and rubbed his eyes tiredly. He heard a small noise and walked out of the room, down the hall, and into a different room. He walked to the crib, kitanda cha mtoto mchanga and looked inside. The small blue haired kitten was asleep. He smiled and walked back out of the room. It was one of his few days off so he had insisted on his wife taking a rest from being in the house for the day. She would be gone till past midnight, he knew that. But he didn't care; it just meant a better surprise for when she woke him up later. A small vibration in his pocket brought his mind back to earth.
“Spade here.”
“I upendo wewe Spade~,” was the reply.
“Suck on it Jackson!”
He heard a laugh from the other side, a grudging smile gracing his lips.
“I heard wewe got the siku off, sly dog.”
“Don't insult me.”
“Uh cat. Sorry. So what are wewe up to?”
“Went over the reports wewe sent. wewe couldn't come up with anything better?”
“It's so hard working without you, Spadey~.”
“True but I needed this break.”
“You could have asked me to jiunge you.”
“You're who I need a break from!!”
He heard a dramatic gasp and then sputtering before a thump sounded. He waited a dakika before giving a reply.
“Hey, wewe still dead?”
“....maybe.”
“Oh well then I'll need a new partner.”
There was a loud scramble and the sound of someone running into too many things.
“It's a miracle! I'm alive!!!”
He laughed despite himself.
“Good. Now how about coming for dinner? I don't want to eat alone.”
“My good sir I shall arrive after the sun sets in the distant horizon!”
“...okay. Bring kitindamlo so I don't have to make it.”
“Aye aye, sir!”
“Okay. Later babe,” Dylan teased.
“See ya soon, cutie.”
“Okay let me see. This isn't right...why do I even bother with this?”
The bluenette leaned up against the counter, a clipboard in hand and kusoma glasses on. He made a few grunting noises of disapproval, the pencil twirling between his teeth. His eyes scanned over the charts and half-assed explenations written down before he set it aside.
“Well that was a waste of time.”
He pulled off the glasses and rubbed his eyes tiredly. He heard a small noise and walked out of the room, down the hall, and into a different room. He walked to the crib, kitanda cha mtoto mchanga and looked inside. The small blue haired kitten was asleep. He smiled and walked back out of the room. It was one of his few days off so he had insisted on his wife taking a rest from being in the house for the day. She would be gone till past midnight, he knew that. But he didn't care; it just meant a better surprise for when she woke him up later. A small vibration in his pocket brought his mind back to earth.
“Spade here.”
“I upendo wewe Spade~,” was the reply.
“Suck on it Jackson!”
He heard a laugh from the other side, a grudging smile gracing his lips.
“I heard wewe got the siku off, sly dog.”
“Don't insult me.”
“Uh cat. Sorry. So what are wewe up to?”
“Went over the reports wewe sent. wewe couldn't come up with anything better?”
“It's so hard working without you, Spadey~.”
“True but I needed this break.”
“You could have asked me to jiunge you.”
“You're who I need a break from!!”
He heard a dramatic gasp and then sputtering before a thump sounded. He waited a dakika before giving a reply.
“Hey, wewe still dead?”
“....maybe.”
“Oh well then I'll need a new partner.”
There was a loud scramble and the sound of someone running into too many things.
“It's a miracle! I'm alive!!!”
He laughed despite himself.
“Good. Now how about coming for dinner? I don't want to eat alone.”
“My good sir I shall arrive after the sun sets in the distant horizon!”
“...okay. Bring kitindamlo so I don't have to make it.”
“Aye aye, sir!”
“Okay. Later babe,” Dylan teased.
“See ya soon, cutie.”
"Quite impressive." A voice whispered in Revenge's ear.
Revenge kept his masked eyes forward. "Yes. Quite. wewe secured things on your end, partner?"
"Yes,"
"Good, now we let the two sides fight it out."
A van screeched up in front of Alpha Squad. Gas flew out of the van and in a few seconds, the entire team was unconscious. Masked men walked out and threw the teens into the back of the van.
Sam flew unconscious into the van. A shadowy figure landed inayofuata to the men.
"Missed one." the female said.
The men nodded and got back in the van before driving off.
Revenge kept his masked eyes forward. "Yes. Quite. wewe secured things on your end, partner?"
"Yes,"
"Good, now we let the two sides fight it out."
A van screeched up in front of Alpha Squad. Gas flew out of the van and in a few seconds, the entire team was unconscious. Masked men walked out and threw the teens into the back of the van.
Sam flew unconscious into the van. A shadowy figure landed inayofuata to the men.
"Missed one." the female said.
The men nodded and got back in the van before driving off.
Alias: Arwin
Age: 16
Occupation/Alliance: Hero
Appearance: Long black hair, machungwa, chungwa eyes, 5' 5"
Powers/skills/weapons: powers over the element earth, martial arts, and her family heir loom (a magic staff)
Personality: Withdrawn, optimistic, kind, brave, courageous, shy, cynical, hard-working, loyal
History: After being aliyopewa into the care of her grandparents without warning Lana's parents mysteriously went missing. Lana discovered their family heir loom when she went looking for her parents a mwaka later. She took the heir loom into her possesion after kusoma a note left with the heir loom kwa her parents. When she was fifteen she left her grandparents to train her powers. After training for three years and discovering many things Lana returned to her grandparent's house to find them gone. From that point on Lana decided that secrets only killed people rather than kept the safe.