At the last of what Lovino had said, Florence leaned back in her chair a little, balancing it on two legs. "What would make you think that?" she asked, a small smile coming to her face. Is he serious? She wondered, staring at the boy for a few seconds before returning the chair to all four of its legs.
(Arryns powers is electricity and technology manipulation. She can conjure electricity, create orbs of energy(take out too much from her), and manipulate any kind of technology)
Ohh well lovino is electricity in general and illusions later on….) I can change it if you want?
Kinda miss…” he says
Kinda miss…” he says
I don't mean to sound rude or anything, but, "Kinda miss…" as a reply to Florence's question doesn't make a lot of sense to me.))
Ment to add “his voice trailed off”)
(Maybe not electricity maybe energy? Like using thermal energy, kinetic energy etc?)
Florence put her elbows on the table once more, clasping her hands together. "Is something wrong?" She asked, glancing down at the metal band as it found its way back into her pocket. The smile that had forced its way onto Florence's face had remained there as she waited for an answer.
Lovino looks at her “I don’t have the best history with villains.” He mumbled
Lovino looks at her “I don’t have the best history with villains.” He mumbled
Then kentic energy and potential it works with his little sparks and stop people engry then they go down)
(Ok!!)
Florence hummed and the smile that she had previously, was mostly gone. "I'm sorry to hear that." She said, making herself keep a straight face. Funny of him to ask though, she thought, drumming her fingers on the surface of the table.
“And you have kinda sharp teeth Miss. Florence,” He adds one of his sparks jumping around and his hand shoots out and grabs it “Fuck you little shit,” he snarled out.
Florence nodded a few times and touched one of her cheeks. "Yeah, they are a bit annoying" She mumbled, looking at the spark as it streaked away from Lovino's hand. "Have you ever tried putting them in a big glass tank or something? Maybe a cage, or special box?" She asked, watching the flashy orb be scooped back up.
Florence nodded a few times and touched one of her cheeks. "Yeah, they are a bit annoying" She mumbled, looking at the spark as it streaked away from Lovino's hand. "Have you ever tried putting them in a big glass tank or something? Maybe a cage, or special box?" She asked, watching the flashy orb be scooped back up.
“I Don’t do that miss Florence they get mad and blow up the glass I’ve got scars on my stomach form where a huge glass bottle slamed in to my stomach.” He says nostalgia flashing through his eyes “plus they trust me and I trust them,”
Heath scowled, more and more freelancers were coming into his cafe. Usually, he would be fine with it, but today he was on edge and tired of peoples bullshit. He fixed his scowl into his usual grin as soon as he noticed he was scowling. I hope that there are at least some villains here.
"Mhm," Florence laid her head on the table, looking towards the counter. "I just figured maybe they were troublesome to keep up with." She mumbled, drawing in a large breath before sitting back up. She took a second look at the man behind the counter. Pft, not him…What a liar. Florence thought, turning her attention back to Lovino.
(Okay but how does Heath know they are freelancers or villains? Isn't having powers a normal thing?)
There not to bad just jumpy,” he says letting out a sliver, gold, navy blue, and black lighting sparks. “They just like to jump,” He chuckles as they start to jump about.
(Okay but how does Heath know they are freelancers or villains? Isn't having powers a normal thing?)
He keeps a log of heroes and villains powers, this character was massively impacted by Midoriya//
(Okay, that makes sense)
(My character being taller than almost everyone is pretty much me. Also, @KoffeeOwl if you get Easton to respond to Sol, I'm ready)
(I'm just gonna go walk my dog, brb)
(Just slowly turning into a stalker XD)
(K I'm back)
"My name is Sol. My last name is McNeil. If we're going to be talking about and/or doing freelancer stuff then can I get your number?" Sol asked. She couldn't believe she was actually being given a shot! She knew the work was dangerous, but her will to help people overpowered her fear.
"Yeah, I actually have paper with me," Easton said, taking a few steps towards the black bookbag that he had at the legs of the chair he was sitting in. From it, he took a pen and a notebook, and ripped a strip of paper from it, quickly writing his phone number down on it. A few moments later he walked back over to where Sol was beside the door and handed her the slip of paper.
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Watching the sparks zigzag around, Florence stared at them through her patchily colored eyes for a moment. "What can they do?" She asked, looking back up at Lovino.
Sol took the paper and copied the numbers into her phone with the name Easton Flores and the nickname Birb The Supperhero Person (Jk it was Blue Jay). "Okay, I guess I'll message you, uh, bye." She waved to him and sat back down in her place by the window. She glanced around the room, realized just how many people had entered. She had to guess at least 10 or more. It was rather cramped, so she opened her book and began to read.
Lovino looked at her then back at the sparks “Well the gold one can set you on fire if it moves fast enough the navy blue one can stop energy the sliver one can start it back up and the black one can kill,” He says looking up at her “but only when there full grown!” He adds
(Just slowly turning into a stalker XD)
(Moood.)
Ahh, I wanna do something so that you two can get into the rp more. But I don't really have any ideas…I might just make Florence screw some stuff up, honestly. So that way the freelancers and the villains could kinda be interacting more for that part.))
Heath is just watching shit go down in his cafe//