She awoke to a rythmic jolting, her head aching. She wanted to open her eyes but they wouldn't obey her. She realized someone, maye something, was holding her and walking. Her reflexes kicked in and she tried to di chuyển away. But not being able to see things made it hard.
"Relax! It's just me!"
The sound of the voice should have made her scared. Instead, she relaxed. His voice had changed to a deep echo inside his chest with the slightest undertone of a hiss. But it was still him.
"Why can't I open my eyes?"
"Cyvus cast some sort of spell. As soon as bạn were out, he and Syl left."
"How am I supposed to help if I can't see??!"
"He wants bạn to use your other ability."
She stayed silent, but could feel him looking at her every so often.
"Did he tell bạn what it was?" she whispered.
Terror looked down at the warrior in his arms. Her voice had been so soft, almost vulnerable.
"No. And bạn don't have to either."
He waited for a nod, but she didn't indicate that she had heard him.
"Put me on the ground."
Albeit surprised, he did as she bade. Once her feet hit solid earth, she gained her balance.
"Becca bạn don't have to-"
"You need to know. hoặc bạn won't be able to concontrate on fighting."
He stepped away from her, letting her have room to demonstrate this ability of hers. Her eyes stayed closed and she could hear him. Her body tensed up.
“Are bạn okay?”
She shook her head and he came back to her.
“I can't hiển thị bạn without touching you.”
“Sorry. Here.”
He took her hand and gave it a small squeeze.
“Go on. hiển thị me.”
She nodded and her hand sparked his. Then his vision disappeared and he could see nothing. Green started to appear, then blue, and grey. He breathed out a “whoa” then turned to look at Becca. Instead of seeing her, he saw red.
“Becca??”
“I'm here. What bạn see is the spirit auras. Green for nature, blue for water, grey for stone-”
“And red is living things.”
She nodded, at least he thought she did, and pulled her hand away. His vision cleared and he stood looking at her.
“So bạn can beat them up while I go fetch him?”
“Yes.”
“Then let's go. We have a princess to save.”
"Relax! It's just me!"
The sound of the voice should have made her scared. Instead, she relaxed. His voice had changed to a deep echo inside his chest with the slightest undertone of a hiss. But it was still him.
"Why can't I open my eyes?"
"Cyvus cast some sort of spell. As soon as bạn were out, he and Syl left."
"How am I supposed to help if I can't see??!"
"He wants bạn to use your other ability."
She stayed silent, but could feel him looking at her every so often.
"Did he tell bạn what it was?" she whispered.
Terror looked down at the warrior in his arms. Her voice had been so soft, almost vulnerable.
"No. And bạn don't have to either."
He waited for a nod, but she didn't indicate that she had heard him.
"Put me on the ground."
Albeit surprised, he did as she bade. Once her feet hit solid earth, she gained her balance.
"Becca bạn don't have to-"
"You need to know. hoặc bạn won't be able to concontrate on fighting."
He stepped away from her, letting her have room to demonstrate this ability of hers. Her eyes stayed closed and she could hear him. Her body tensed up.
“Are bạn okay?”
She shook her head and he came back to her.
“I can't hiển thị bạn without touching you.”
“Sorry. Here.”
He took her hand and gave it a small squeeze.
“Go on. hiển thị me.”
She nodded and her hand sparked his. Then his vision disappeared and he could see nothing. Green started to appear, then blue, and grey. He breathed out a “whoa” then turned to look at Becca. Instead of seeing her, he saw red.
“Becca??”
“I'm here. What bạn see is the spirit auras. Green for nature, blue for water, grey for stone-”
“And red is living things.”
She nodded, at least he thought she did, and pulled her hand away. His vision cleared and he stood looking at her.
“So bạn can beat them up while I go fetch him?”
“Yes.”
“Then let's go. We have a princess to save.”
<3 *fangirls*
Eztli
"I'm trying to find a present for Holly, but have no idea—hey!"
"Uh-oh." Barbara said. "No."
"C'mon, Babs!"
"No."
"Please?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"I'm a fiery red-head, cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly is a sexy blonde."
Sam smirked. "You find cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly sexy?" he asked, a hint of amusement in his voice.
Barbara's blue eyes widened. "I mean, bạn see her as—that is to say that from the male perspective—"
Sam nodded in a "go ahead" gesture, but the Gothamite just glared at him.
"Go to hell, Grant."
"Someone's not happy."
Barbara hid her face behind the magazine.
"Uh-oh." Barbara said. "No."
"C'mon, Babs!"
"No."
"Please?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"I'm a fiery red-head, cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly is a sexy blonde."
Sam smirked. "You find cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly sexy?" he asked, a hint of amusement in his voice.
Barbara's blue eyes widened. "I mean, bạn see her as—that is to say that from the male perspective—"
Sam nodded in a "go ahead" gesture, but the Gothamite just glared at him.
"Go to hell, Grant."
"Someone's not happy."
Barbara hid her face behind the magazine.
Civvies :3
Alias: Fang
Occupation: Hero
Age: 16
Relationship: Married to Devin..WHEE!
Powers: Flight (wings) if he stays still and doesn't make sudden movements he can blend into his surroundings, super strength (not Siêu nhân strength but its above average mans strength), super senses (RAPTOR VISION FTW!)
Past: Created as an experiment in a place called “School” Fang grew up dark, and drawn back, escaping from pure hell at the age of 10, the flock traveled the world, determined to end all experiments. At age 12, Fang chẻ, phân chia, split from the group and went off on his own, (personal reasons...only Devin knows) Fang adapted the life of crime and murder until he was 13, then was found bởi Người dơi and brought onto the team.
Other: -hates needles and electricity.
-has a younger sister.
-keeps most things to himself
-Let's see 6 children total. 4 Biological, 2 adopted. *hint hint: DEVIN! :P*
Hero
A picture. Just for Devin~
