SoR8
I hadn't meant to make the girl cry, but dang! She evidentially didn't know a thing about privacy.
As I walked down the hall back toward the common room, I heard someone muttering. I ignored them and opened the fridge, pulling out a bottled beverage before heading back.
I could still remember being shoved into the glass box, Two-Face getting ready to induce a chemical into the box.
I was so distracted, I ran flat into someone. This 'someone' was huge though. Big enough to take on Bane and probably defeat him.
"Hey, Sammy." he alisema in an Italian accent. "Where's pretty girl?"
I didn't know what happened next. All I know is the drink is smashed on the floor, I'm heaving, and the guy is in the wall, moaning about his neck. Blood trickles into my eyes, but I ignore it. There are a dozen people looking at me in awe.
"Anybody else got a problem?" I growled.
No one responded.
"Damn, I dropped my drink."
I headed back to my room and washed off the cuts before bandaging them. The fight hadn't lasted long, but it had taken its toll. I was bruised and cut all over. I was going to be sore in the morning, but I wasn't about to let them think me weak.
"Revenge, report."
I sigh and walk over to the communicator. "Two-Face is the boss. Jazzman is a face."
"Do wewe want out?"
I pause. It's tempting. I can get out and not have to worry about anything. Not face the memories and nightmares anymore. But why am I a hero then? au rather, pretending to be?
"Nah, I'll be good." I reply.
"Are wewe sure?"
"No."
Because I know that he can still control me. He can still make me his mindless slave if he chooses.
And he can make me kill zaidi than just my enemies.
I hadn't meant to make the girl cry, but dang! She evidentially didn't know a thing about privacy.
As I walked down the hall back toward the common room, I heard someone muttering. I ignored them and opened the fridge, pulling out a bottled beverage before heading back.
I could still remember being shoved into the glass box, Two-Face getting ready to induce a chemical into the box.
I was so distracted, I ran flat into someone. This 'someone' was huge though. Big enough to take on Bane and probably defeat him.
"Hey, Sammy." he alisema in an Italian accent. "Where's pretty girl?"
I didn't know what happened next. All I know is the drink is smashed on the floor, I'm heaving, and the guy is in the wall, moaning about his neck. Blood trickles into my eyes, but I ignore it. There are a dozen people looking at me in awe.
"Anybody else got a problem?" I growled.
No one responded.
"Damn, I dropped my drink."
I headed back to my room and washed off the cuts before bandaging them. The fight hadn't lasted long, but it had taken its toll. I was bruised and cut all over. I was going to be sore in the morning, but I wasn't about to let them think me weak.
"Revenge, report."
I sigh and walk over to the communicator. "Two-Face is the boss. Jazzman is a face."
"Do wewe want out?"
I pause. It's tempting. I can get out and not have to worry about anything. Not face the memories and nightmares anymore. But why am I a hero then? au rather, pretending to be?
"Nah, I'll be good." I reply.
"Are wewe sure?"
"No."
Because I know that he can still control me. He can still make me his mindless slave if he chooses.
And he can make me kill zaidi than just my enemies.
Name: Lioness
Alias: Silver Argentum
Current Location: Moscow, Russia
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 120 lb.
Hair Color: Silver
Eye Color: Gray
Superpower: None
Outfit: Skin-tight outfit made of lion's fur. Golden mask similar to Cheshire's that covers her entire face with Lion emblems painted on it.
Description: Silver trained in the League of Shadows and befriended holly when she joined. The two quickly became best Marafiki and went on several missions together. Silver graduated two weeks before holly deserted the Shadows and joined the Team. She is trained in martial arts, acrobatics, is familiar with a variety of weapons. She is, in short, very similar to holly except with a few zaidi talents. After graduating from basic training in the League of Shadows, Silver then took on the name simba, simba wa kike and donned her new outfit. She often works with Ice Crystal.
Alias: Silver Argentum
Current Location: Moscow, Russia
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 120 lb.
Hair Color: Silver
Eye Color: Gray
Superpower: None
Outfit: Skin-tight outfit made of lion's fur. Golden mask similar to Cheshire's that covers her entire face with Lion emblems painted on it.
Description: Silver trained in the League of Shadows and befriended holly when she joined. The two quickly became best Marafiki and went on several missions together. Silver graduated two weeks before holly deserted the Shadows and joined the Team. She is trained in martial arts, acrobatics, is familiar with a variety of weapons. She is, in short, very similar to holly except with a few zaidi talents. After graduating from basic training in the League of Shadows, Silver then took on the name simba, simba wa kike and donned her new outfit. She often works with Ice Crystal.