@ShadeStar
Leona smirked as she used her flames to fly up to his level. She had thrown her muscle and power to launch towards him, "Isn't that your job?"
Leona smirked as she used her flames to fly up to his level. She had thrown her muscle and power to launch towards him, "Isn't that your job?"
"Hmm, it seems you have the wrong person. That's your job." He said, ducking out of the way with his smirk still on his face.
Leona used a kick to maneuver back towards Siren. She tried so hard not to look at the ground where Sirena was silently moving to free the mayor. She kept a smirk on her face, "Never saw it in my job description. So can't be mine."
"Hm, never was in mine either." He said, arching an eyebrow and using his sound to make a shield to block Sirena.
Sirena stopped in her tracks. She began to back track moving faster this time. Lion took the chance to launch an attack against Siren.
"This fucking sucks, Lex has to go." He muttered, reffering to his author who was lazy and needed to do homework.
(Same though.)
Yup//
(See ya then.)
See ya//
(Must.. Have… Last…. WORD!)
No.//
(Yes.)
No.//
(Whoa, omg, I missed so much!!! Sorry, I'll try to be on a little more)
(YES)
(yoyoyo me back)
Trinity is startled by the high frequency, jumping back a little. She yawns. This isn't my fight. Sibling rivalry again. She takes a deep stretch. Eh, I'll just go back to the house. She goes through the double doors from the building and calls for a cab. Before getting in, she quickly morphs into a middle-aged woman and hops in.
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Trin unlocks the door and walks into the wide living room, her body transforming into her normal self. Her face brightens. I bought pizza rolls yesterday! She sprints towards the freezer. The metal squeaks as she pulls of the handle. No. NO. NOO. It's empty other than a frozen pizza and a half full rocky road. WHO ATE MY FREAKING PIZZA ROLLS!? Angrily she slams the freezer door, and grabs the pen and paper on the counter. She scribbles down a note before heading to her room and melting into her bed.
DEAR FAM,
I'm taking a nap. Hope you got the bad guys.
❤ Trin
P.S. to whoever ate my pizza rolls,
I will find you. And I will kill you.
(WHO ATE THE PIZZA ROLLS?!)
I will find you. And I will kill you.//
Sirena stopped in her tracks. She began to back track moving faster this time. Lion took the chance to launch an attack against Siren.
"Damn it, where the fuck is this idiot!" He muttered, he needed his teammate right now. "Can Y'all like fuck off? Can't you see we're just trying to kill the mayor?"
Sirena took a different rout to the mayor. While Leona laughed, "Can't you were trying to save the mayor?"
"Not so fast," Impulse pulls a big red button out of his pocket. "You probably can infer." His eyes dart to the bomb tied to the mayor.
Sirena stopped and eye brows furrowed in focus. She said slowly, "You wouldn't dare."
Impulse breaks into laughter. "Never dare a villain."
Sirena smiled as her fingers danced a droplet of water into the button, "Even if you have a plan?"
"Enough stalling, let's fight." Impulse slips the button back into a pocket, and gets into ready position, crouching with his fists near his face.
Sirens pulled a stream of water from her pouch. Her face grew tight, "I suppose we could."
Edward cursed under his breath, speeding up his pace. A fight had already broken out. He'd been hoping to go in for a sneak attack, but this could work out in his favor, too. A diversion would allow for him to get the mayor out of there. The teenager reached his position relatively quickly, clapping his hands and placing them on the bottom of the vent. It opened up underneath him, curling outward. Ed landed on his feet, then clapped his hands again, this time placing his left to his right arm. It became a blade; this was his signature weapon. Having metal limbs sucked almost as being short–though he would never admit to the latter–but Edward had to admit that it had its perks. The mayor seemed to have a bomb attached to him. He smirked and said, "Y'know, you guys didn't account for everything." as he clapped his hands together. Transmuting the bomb would be a piece of cake–almost childsplay for the Fullmetal Alchemist.
(Sorry for the late response, I had a busy day. Weekend's probably going to be busy too. Save me ;-;)
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