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“Mmhm…” Kasey hummed, squeezing his hand gently. “Pizza was good, too.”
“Mmhm…” Kasey hummed, squeezing his hand gently. “Pizza was good, too.”
“Mm.” Barry nudged his nose up against her temple. “I love being with you..”
“I love being with you, too,” Kasey said softly, turning to smile at him.
Barry leaned in and kissed her softly. “I love you..”
Kasey grinned and kissed him back. “I love you, too.”
(Skip?)
(Sure, when to?)
(Uhh idk
Some sort of plot twist?)
(Hm… A villain of some sort?)
(Ooh… hmm good idea!)
(I’ve got a few. Should I do one of them? And how far should we skip?)
(Yeah sure, and up to you!)
(Okie-doke! I’ll start tomorrow, though. I should go so I don’t use all my data.
Night!)
(Good night!)
Just for a reference.
Name: Megan Donahue (villain: Red Falcon)
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Appearance: Dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, 5’3”, fair skin.
Usual Outfit: Jeans and a T-shirt, sneakers.
— As the Red Falcon: Bright red armor (chest and back that also covered the arms; arm bracers, boots, thigh armor) also a piece of neck armor, individual claws that would attach to her fingers, and a black wig.
Personality: A quiet, smart girl. She enjoys playing sports of all types, hiking, traveling and listening to country and alternative music.
Flaws: She wants to be a part of the popular crowd so badly that she’s willing to become a villain for it.
Other: One day after school, she is walking around the collapsed building when she sees a note on the ground, saying if she wants to be the bad girl and finally have some fun from her quiet, studious lifestyle check the box 'yes' below and be awake tonight at 1 am.
That night she went to bed early and set an alarm for 12:50 am. She woke up to the alarm and walked to the bathroom. She took care of her business and walked back into her bedroom to find nothing of interest, so she turned the light on. There on her bed was bright, red armor (chest and back that also covered the arms, arm bracers, boots, thigh armor) also a piece of neck armor, individual claws that would attach to her fingers and a black wig.
On top of everything was a note that said to the new Red Falcon, "Have fun terrorizing the skies and causing havoc in the city."
It also said that this suit would allow her to get back at anyone she chose to and to just blow off some steam for once. If she decided to accept, this would grant her claws that can cut anything. The neck piece grants her voice changer as well as the ability to hypnotize with her song while singing. When everything is on, if she chooses, it will grant her big black wings to fly.
(I’m just going to skip to the next morning.)
The buzzing of Kasey’s phone woke her up the next morning, and a quick glance at the screen showed that it was barely six AM. She groaned and buried her face in Barry’s shoulder, unwilling to wake up.
Her ignored phone continued to buzz, though. It must have been something important.
(Love her! G’morning)
Barry blinked sleepily, arms tightening around Kasey. There was a buzzing sound— a bee? “Whathat?” He asked, speech slurred by sleep.
(Thanks! Morning!
How’re you so far today?)
“My phone,” Kasey groaned. “I’m getting a million messages…”
(Tired but good, you?)
Barry groaned, pulling Kasey closer to him and shutting his eyes. “Do you have to answer now?”
(I woke up at six this morning because I couldn’t sleep, but I’m good otherwise!)
“I don’t want to…” Kasey murmured, snuggling closer to him. “But whoever it is seems very persistent…”
(Oof sorry)
“Mph fine.. it might be important…” he grudgingly agreed, loosening his hold on her just a bit.
“Sorry, Bare,” Kasey muttered as she rolled over and grabbed her phone. With a glance at the screen, she froze for a moment before jumping out of the bed. “I have to go. There’s an emergency.”
Barry was immediately up and on his feet. “I can drive you. Where to?”
“It’s on… 6th and Dale!” Kasey called over her shoulder as she grabbed her bag and headed to the bathroom to change.
Barry changed at record speed, not bothering to brush his hair and just slipping into his coat and shoes, slipping his coat in his pocket.
Kasey stepped out almost immediately after Barry finished changing. She wore the outfit she usually wore to things like this: a black and white beanie with a matching shirt, a black skirt and leggings, and pair of black converse. A black mask was in her hand, and she’d put it on when they got near the scene.
“You ready?”
Barry nodded. He’d ask what was happening— and why she was holding a mask, once they were in the car.
A few minutes later, he was pulling out of the parking lot. “What’s going on?”
“There’s some sort of person terrorizing the streets over there. So, I’m going to go deal with them,” Kasey explained with a shrug. “Oh… I never told you that I did this before I started college, did I…?”
“What?” Barry almost swerved into a lamp post. “Explanation, please.”
Kasey cringed a bit. “I was a superhero… In high school. My brother, Harper, was… is one, too. He’s ‘The Mask’. You might have heard of him?”
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