The metal pierced her skin gently, drawing a small amount of blood. The darkened room matched her mood. She picked up the mask, the souvenir from last night's fun. She held it over her face and grimaced.
“How did Bane see in this?”
She tossed it aside, retracting the long claws back into their hidden place in her arm. The line of blood on her arm started to heal slowly. Ever since she had watched her boyfriend die because of Bane's goons, she had kept a tight control on all other emotions beside her rage. Now that she'd properly disposed of the villain and his lackeys, she wanted to sob.
Except her anger was still there. She needed something Mehr to satisfy her. Her control over it had slipped a few times, but she had been able to keep herself from hurting her friends. But she wouldn't be able to stay much longer. She was too angry. She growled a little and scribbled a note for the others. Then she grabbed her bag and headed out. The sun was high in the sky. She'd get a good distance away.
“There has to be some fear! She's always scared of something!”
“Zeth it's not true. She isn't afraid. There's just no fear.”
“Are Du sure? I mean, she's been hiding in her room for about a week. And now she's gone to some jacked up place to get her sanity back?”
“Nature isn't jacked up, Zeth,” Zero interjected.
“Whatever! The point is she's scared.”
“I think it's Du who's scared,” Trevor said. “Scared she'll kick your arsch in your Weiter spar.”
Zeth chased Trevor around the base while Zero and Todd sat in mature silence. Terror stood in the middle of the room, a first on his part.
“Cat is perfectly fine, Zeth. The only fear inside of her is that she'll hurt one of us, one of the Team.”
Zeth and Trevor both stop at the new announcement. Zero looks slightly worried. Todd stares at the wall, where he assumes Terror is standing Von the way his voice is echoing.
“Cat left,” Todd said.
“Who told you?” Zero asked.
All were aware of Todd's gift with the paranormal. Todd looks over to where Zero's voice is coming from.
“Sylver.”
Zero glances to Terror, who tensed up slightly at the name.
“Should we go after her?” Trevor asks.
“No,” Terror announced. “Let her anger calm down. She needs to be alone. She'll come back when she's ready to. Don't push her.”
“Terror there's a disturbance,” Todd says, looking back to the wall.
“How?”
“I think....I think I Lost contact with a soul.”
Okay so Scott's part is/was true. Todd is blind so he can only see paranormal things. Spirits, dead people, etc. Just a BTW.
“How did Bane see in this?”
She tossed it aside, retracting the long claws back into their hidden place in her arm. The line of blood on her arm started to heal slowly. Ever since she had watched her boyfriend die because of Bane's goons, she had kept a tight control on all other emotions beside her rage. Now that she'd properly disposed of the villain and his lackeys, she wanted to sob.
Except her anger was still there. She needed something Mehr to satisfy her. Her control over it had slipped a few times, but she had been able to keep herself from hurting her friends. But she wouldn't be able to stay much longer. She was too angry. She growled a little and scribbled a note for the others. Then she grabbed her bag and headed out. The sun was high in the sky. She'd get a good distance away.
“There has to be some fear! She's always scared of something!”
“Zeth it's not true. She isn't afraid. There's just no fear.”
“Are Du sure? I mean, she's been hiding in her room for about a week. And now she's gone to some jacked up place to get her sanity back?”
“Nature isn't jacked up, Zeth,” Zero interjected.
“Whatever! The point is she's scared.”
“I think it's Du who's scared,” Trevor said. “Scared she'll kick your arsch in your Weiter spar.”
Zeth chased Trevor around the base while Zero and Todd sat in mature silence. Terror stood in the middle of the room, a first on his part.
“Cat is perfectly fine, Zeth. The only fear inside of her is that she'll hurt one of us, one of the Team.”
Zeth and Trevor both stop at the new announcement. Zero looks slightly worried. Todd stares at the wall, where he assumes Terror is standing Von the way his voice is echoing.
“Cat left,” Todd said.
“Who told you?” Zero asked.
All were aware of Todd's gift with the paranormal. Todd looks over to where Zero's voice is coming from.
“Sylver.”
Zero glances to Terror, who tensed up slightly at the name.
“Should we go after her?” Trevor asks.
“No,” Terror announced. “Let her anger calm down. She needs to be alone. She'll come back when she's ready to. Don't push her.”
“Terror there's a disturbance,” Todd says, looking back to the wall.
“How?”
“I think....I think I Lost contact with a soul.”
Okay so Scott's part is/was true. Todd is blind so he can only see paranormal things. Spirits, dead people, etc. Just a BTW.
Alias: Mim (M-im)
Occupation: Child
Powers: all elements, Flight
History:Irene was born the daughter of Devin and Fang Adams. She was raised in her home, with her siblings. Her days were spent lazily, being her daddy’s little girl, until she turned seven. When she turned seven, she killed her oldest sibling, Jon, in a freak accident with her newly found powers. Since then, she has lived in rivalry with her siblings for her father’s attention, which she believes is the only thing keeping her with the family.
Notes: Irene was born with naturally purple hair, something that was different from her siblings. She is the only one to inherit her mother’s power over elements.
This is a short guide to the youngest child in the Adams' family. She will have a longer one for when she's older.
Nickname: Lance
Occupation: Knight
Ethnicity: Romanian
Race: Vampire
Story: Lance was born into an aristocratic family. He was raised in the royal court and befriended the young prince he was charged to protect. When tragedy struck, he brought the prince to safety. He took care of him for years until the prince grew into a man. He is now among those loyal to him and is a trusted friend.
Facts: Lance is Von nature very bookish. He prefers words to fists even though he is trained in several different form of self defense and sword play. He is very close to his old charge now friend. He often finds himself caring for him when no one else will. The two share a close bond and he’d give his life for his friend.