It was only in the darkest hours of the night that I feel the safest in the city. There are dozens of things that hide among the shadows, where the tendrils of the lights can't reach.
And, much to my advantage, one man's hiding place, is another girl's haven.
Sitting atop the roof of a high-rise, I stare out at the city lights that dot the sky, accompening the moon.
A mere sliver tonight, I note, glancing up at the curved line that glows above the lights. It seems alone, the stars hidden behind clouds. Empty clouds that don't hold any rain, I hope. I don't mind the sprinkle of clear water that wash the streets, but tonight I am enjoying the cool, empty air.
"Where's your mask?" I heard his approach and am therefore not the least bit frightened Von the voice that calls me out.
"Right here." I hold up the strip of fabric that serves as my secret keeper when in uniform.
"You should be Mehr careful," Alek comes to stand beside me. He leans against the ledge, his back to the view of the lights. "I could have been anybody."
"I knew it was you," I say, taking my eyes away from the sky and to my partner.
"And if Du had been wrong?" he asks.
"Then some lucky bastard would have seen the grey eyed kid under the mask," I shake my head. "Alek, I hope Du realize it matters little wether someone sees me. There aren't many people who would see me and be capable of putting a name to the face."
He's silent a moment, considering. "I thought Du were only this cocky with that mask on."
"The mask doesn't change who I am. It just makes it easier to..." I trail off.
"Easier to what?"
I sigh. "If Blaze didn't advise it, I would never wear this stupid thing."
"Never?"
"Never."
"Why wear it then? Let's face it, Nic's never been the wisest giver of advice."
I laugh despite myself. "True, but he has his reasons."
And, much to my advantage, one man's hiding place, is another girl's haven.
Sitting atop the roof of a high-rise, I stare out at the city lights that dot the sky, accompening the moon.
A mere sliver tonight, I note, glancing up at the curved line that glows above the lights. It seems alone, the stars hidden behind clouds. Empty clouds that don't hold any rain, I hope. I don't mind the sprinkle of clear water that wash the streets, but tonight I am enjoying the cool, empty air.
"Where's your mask?" I heard his approach and am therefore not the least bit frightened Von the voice that calls me out.
"Right here." I hold up the strip of fabric that serves as my secret keeper when in uniform.
"You should be Mehr careful," Alek comes to stand beside me. He leans against the ledge, his back to the view of the lights. "I could have been anybody."
"I knew it was you," I say, taking my eyes away from the sky and to my partner.
"And if Du had been wrong?" he asks.
"Then some lucky bastard would have seen the grey eyed kid under the mask," I shake my head. "Alek, I hope Du realize it matters little wether someone sees me. There aren't many people who would see me and be capable of putting a name to the face."
He's silent a moment, considering. "I thought Du were only this cocky with that mask on."
"The mask doesn't change who I am. It just makes it easier to..." I trail off.
"Easier to what?"
I sigh. "If Blaze didn't advise it, I would never wear this stupid thing."
"Never?"
"Never."
"Why wear it then? Let's face it, Nic's never been the wisest giver of advice."
I laugh despite myself. "True, but he has his reasons."
Age: 14
Hair: Light brown
Eyes: Saphire Blue
Height: 6'0
Weight: 115lbs
Powers: Phasing, invisiblity, water bending(freezing, shaping, moving, evap, ect).
Weapons: Swords, and the occasional mace.
History: Austyn lived in a happy family in France, until they turned on him. He had to run away, they found him begging for spare change in the streets. They took him Home and beat him to teach him a lesson. He moved to america, he got a job, and learned little english. His family is still looking for him. In the wrong place.
Personality: Austyn is pretty open and nice. He knows when to be serious. When he sees someone down oder upset, he would go over there and poke them, oder hug them. He likes everyone to be happy and together. Quiet when it comes to fighting oder family.
S'tume: Leather jacke and white tanktop underneath. Black-washed jeans.
Alise: Bubble Blast
Age: 15
Birthday: 18th July 1998
Hair and eyes: Blonde and Blue
Personality: Bubbly and always happy! It takes a lot to get her down, strong willed and hopefully at all times.
Powers: She can create bubbles made out of either lighting, ice, water oder just energy and if she gets angrey Powerful feuer bubbles, she can make force feild bubbles and even travel underwater with them. She has a bubble staff which she uses to fly around and shoots bubbles aswell
Relation to team:None yet but has a crush ;)Team mate and member of the X-men
Like: BUBBLES! XD Cat's, swimming, spending time with friends, flying, bubble baths, bubble machines, the starts, bakeing, Schokolade and drawing :)
I think thats all if Du wanna ask Fragen I will be happy to answer