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Clear Skies, Busy Roads (Closed)
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Clear Skies, Busy Roads (Closed)
Miracle Boy flew through the evening sky as the sun descended behind the horizon of building making the art in the sky as the many colors of the sunset appeared. He was amazed at how many towers stood this close to each over. Just how many people lived here? He raced between buildings like an obstacle course felling the cool wings that circled the buildings blow against him.
His curious eyes looked down the the streets below through the visor on his green helmet. People here didn't care much for sleep as just as many cars filled the roads and the street lamps did not rest. He dived down the fly closer to the streets. Eyes eyes caught sight of a tunnel. The tiny hero flew into it expecting to see just cars but instead he came face to face with a semi. It's headlights glared at him reflecting off of the golden leaves on his chest and shield. His reflexes kicked in and he dived down to hug the read hearing the scrap of the side of his shield against the pavement as the heat of the engine passed above him. His heart felt a mixture of shock and excitement.
After the truck passed him he heard the screeching of it's breaks behind him as it came to a stop. He realized the guy must have been afraid he hit him.
"Sorry man!" He apologized before turning to fly away again making a mental note not to do this again.
His curious eyes looked down the the streets below through the visor on his green helmet. People here didn't care much for sleep as just as many cars filled the roads and the street lamps did not rest. He dived down the fly closer to the streets. Eyes eyes caught sight of a tunnel. The tiny hero flew into it expecting to see just cars but instead he came face to face with a semi. It's headlights glared at him reflecting off of the golden leaves on his chest and shield. His reflexes kicked in and he dived down to hug the read hearing the scrap of the side of his shield against the pavement as the heat of the engine passed above him. His heart felt a mixture of shock and excitement.
After the truck passed him he heard the screeching of it's breaks behind him as it came to a stop. He realized the guy must have been afraid he hit him.
"Sorry man!" He apologized before turning to fly away again making a mental note not to do this again.
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Re: Clear Skies, Busy Roads (Closed)
"Well that wasn't clever," Scarlet tilted her head, watching the tiny figure pick himself off the road after nearly being flattened by the truck carrying debris away from the main city. This tunnel led to the ruins of New York, still under construction after the attack. A few buildings around here were still functioning, life returning to normal. It was unnaturally crowded due to most of the main city having moved out here. Tents were pitched along the roads and families survived on a day to day basis. The Angel of New York sat perched on top of the entrance to the tunnel, a crudely made thing that had been used in the evacuation process, but something no-one had the heart to close. It was a part of the city now, a visible scar that would remain when the rest healed. Her wings were a brilliant white even in the weak and dying sun, seeming to glow and soak in the fiery lights. The blue feathers towards the tips of her wings marked her aside from the angel she had been bound with years ago. Faith was probably far away by now.
"It's okay Chris," she called to the man who, red in the face, had been close to hurling some abuse towards the tiny man. "I got it, will you be okay on your own?" she stood in a fluent movement. The man's eyes moved to her and despite his obvious fury, he subsided and nodded, giving a two finger salute and clambering back into the vehicle. Scarlet watched him go as she stepped off the roof of the tunnel and landed with a slight bend of the left knee at the entrance to the tunnel. It was only then that she turned the force of her green eyes onto the newbie of New York. Her eyes shifted over him once to assess whether he was a danger or not, before her arms folded her her chest. Despite the wings, Scar could have looked like a normal human. She wore no costume today; tattered jeans and a checkered shirt, sleeves rolled up to expose her forearms to the element. Topped with the hair in a messy bun, the Londoner looked like a country bumpkin, or a lumberjack, not a heavenly angel sent to help.
"I'm guessing your new," she raised an eyebrow, inviting him t disagree if she had come to the wrong conclusion. "It's probably not best to go beyond this tunnel if you are, the pretty sights end here. All that lays beyond this is rubble."
"It's okay Chris," she called to the man who, red in the face, had been close to hurling some abuse towards the tiny man. "I got it, will you be okay on your own?" she stood in a fluent movement. The man's eyes moved to her and despite his obvious fury, he subsided and nodded, giving a two finger salute and clambering back into the vehicle. Scarlet watched him go as she stepped off the roof of the tunnel and landed with a slight bend of the left knee at the entrance to the tunnel. It was only then that she turned the force of her green eyes onto the newbie of New York. Her eyes shifted over him once to assess whether he was a danger or not, before her arms folded her her chest. Despite the wings, Scar could have looked like a normal human. She wore no costume today; tattered jeans and a checkered shirt, sleeves rolled up to expose her forearms to the element. Topped with the hair in a messy bun, the Londoner looked like a country bumpkin, or a lumberjack, not a heavenly angel sent to help.
"I'm guessing your new," she raised an eyebrow, inviting him t disagree if she had come to the wrong conclusion. "It's probably not best to go beyond this tunnel if you are, the pretty sights end here. All that lays beyond this is rubble."
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Re: Clear Skies, Busy Roads (Closed)
John had been walking around the waterside where the state border between New Jersey and New York was.The bay absolutely sparkled as it flowed its way downstream as seagulls dipped on and off the water's surface in search of fish to eat.Looking across the water one could see New York City.Or what was left of it to be precise.Looking at the ruins of the once glorious city left him with both sad and nostalgic feelings.To think that he had fought in the events that resulted in the bringing of the city to ruins was crazy.John was not sure as to why he was looking upon the city.Not sure at all.
He was now walking along near a tunnel that led into the city.Vehicles coming in and out of the tunnel were mainly doing so due to the repair efforts that were going on in the city.He was leaning upon a fence and just checking out the view around the area trying not to focus upon the wreckage of the city that now lay behind him.He was now looking at the tunnel when he noticed two people.One was flying around and another was just sitting atop the tunnel's entrance.He couldn't tell at first from this distance what the flying person looked like but he could see that the one sitting on the tunnel's roof was a woman with wings.This reminded him of the woman he had fought alongside during that assault.Perhaps it was the very same woman.Who knows it just might be.
The person flying through the air came closer and started to fly right into the tunnel itself.He saw for only a moment that it was a kid wearing what usually resembled the outfit of a superhero.He had one of his own but was of course not wearing it at this time.He himself was wearing a tattered coat atop a bland turqouise shirt and just a regular old pair of jeans that were quite comfortable even if somewhat tight.The kid flew into the tunnel and suddenly out again as a semi came driving out.He dove under it and for a moment there John thought the kid had just got ran over by the truck.As the truck passed by he saw that the kid was okay.That was a relief considering how badly it could've ended.
The truck driver had stopped the vehicle and gotten out of the truck.Seconds later he heard the woman say something but couldn't tell what she had said.She then jumped down from the roof and seemed to be talking to the kid that had nearly gotten killed by that semi that was now leaving.John who was interested in this walked forward alongside the outside of the tunnel and up to them both.
He was now walking along near a tunnel that led into the city.Vehicles coming in and out of the tunnel were mainly doing so due to the repair efforts that were going on in the city.He was leaning upon a fence and just checking out the view around the area trying not to focus upon the wreckage of the city that now lay behind him.He was now looking at the tunnel when he noticed two people.One was flying around and another was just sitting atop the tunnel's entrance.He couldn't tell at first from this distance what the flying person looked like but he could see that the one sitting on the tunnel's roof was a woman with wings.This reminded him of the woman he had fought alongside during that assault.Perhaps it was the very same woman.Who knows it just might be.
The person flying through the air came closer and started to fly right into the tunnel itself.He saw for only a moment that it was a kid wearing what usually resembled the outfit of a superhero.He had one of his own but was of course not wearing it at this time.He himself was wearing a tattered coat atop a bland turqouise shirt and just a regular old pair of jeans that were quite comfortable even if somewhat tight.The kid flew into the tunnel and suddenly out again as a semi came driving out.He dove under it and for a moment there John thought the kid had just got ran over by the truck.As the truck passed by he saw that the kid was okay.That was a relief considering how badly it could've ended.
The truck driver had stopped the vehicle and gotten out of the truck.Seconds later he heard the woman say something but couldn't tell what she had said.She then jumped down from the roof and seemed to be talking to the kid that had nearly gotten killed by that semi that was now leaving.John who was interested in this walked forward alongside the outside of the tunnel and up to them both.
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Re: Clear Skies, Busy Roads (Closed)
"It sure is dark in here," thought Johnny Colt, the super-regenerative mercenary extraordinaire. Of course it's dark. Johnny had been sitting, well, tumbling around in the back of the cargo hauling semi. It was about seven hours into the trip and Johnny hadn't the slightest clue where he was, although, it didn't really matter. He was looking for a change of scenery anyways.
While pondering the procreation methods of mermaids, the truck came to an abrupt, screeching halt. Johnny flew through the air and into front wall of the cargo bay. It hurt. Johnny was used to being hurt. He was a mercenary, after all, and with his special talents, he often threw himself into pain, because it didn't really matter.
"Unhhh, I guess we're here," groaned the tired fellow. Just as he had felt his way to the exit, he was violently thrust into the loading door. Did he leave a dent? It had sure felt like it. Either way, they were moving again. "I'm sure the scenery here is pretty enough; I've about had it with this painful ride.
Colt unlatched the small cutaway door in the ceiling and made his way to the top of the truck. Sunshine. Fresh air. "Being stuck in the stale darkness can make a man appreciate the little things in life." Johnny leapt from the top of the truck onto the grassy side of the road. It hurt a lot more than the truck but at least it smelt better.
His legs were mangled and unusable, but only for a few minutes. Johnny wasn't an average person, after all. His bones quickly fused back together and the skin closed up around them. The only visible damage was the holes in his pants where the bones had exited.
Johnny stood up and took a look at his surrounding, gathering in as much as he could. Billboards, cars, the road, a tunnel, some chick with wings, an apple tree... "Whoa, now," expressed the sunshine-loving superhuman, his mouth visibly askew. "Now, you don't see that everywhere." There were two other people next to her. "If nothing else, they can at least tell me where I am."
He made his way over to them, and loudly greeted them. "Hola, mi amgios! Would any of you mind telling me where I am?" He flashed a smile cheesier than a gold-toothed car salesman, and awaited a response.
While pondering the procreation methods of mermaids, the truck came to an abrupt, screeching halt. Johnny flew through the air and into front wall of the cargo bay. It hurt. Johnny was used to being hurt. He was a mercenary, after all, and with his special talents, he often threw himself into pain, because it didn't really matter.
"Unhhh, I guess we're here," groaned the tired fellow. Just as he had felt his way to the exit, he was violently thrust into the loading door. Did he leave a dent? It had sure felt like it. Either way, they were moving again. "I'm sure the scenery here is pretty enough; I've about had it with this painful ride.
Colt unlatched the small cutaway door in the ceiling and made his way to the top of the truck. Sunshine. Fresh air. "Being stuck in the stale darkness can make a man appreciate the little things in life." Johnny leapt from the top of the truck onto the grassy side of the road. It hurt a lot more than the truck but at least it smelt better.
His legs were mangled and unusable, but only for a few minutes. Johnny wasn't an average person, after all. His bones quickly fused back together and the skin closed up around them. The only visible damage was the holes in his pants where the bones had exited.
Johnny stood up and took a look at his surrounding, gathering in as much as he could. Billboards, cars, the road, a tunnel, some chick with wings, an apple tree... "Whoa, now," expressed the sunshine-loving superhuman, his mouth visibly askew. "Now, you don't see that everywhere." There were two other people next to her. "If nothing else, they can at least tell me where I am."
He made his way over to them, and loudly greeted them. "Hola, mi amgios! Would any of you mind telling me where I am?" He flashed a smile cheesier than a gold-toothed car salesman, and awaited a response.
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Re: Clear Skies, Busy Roads (Closed)
Miracle Boy felt out of place at being asked if he was new. Did it show? Then he noticed this woman had wings! That was so cool!
"Are you a fairy?" He thought out-loud absentmindedly. Her statement on the rubble only made him more curious. He looked out the tunnel to see the derbies that lay where the city once stood. He dashed to the end of the tunnel to get a better view.
"What happened here?" He demanded looking in awe at the sight. He then saw a guy in a torn coat walk up to them. One of the victims? He seemed okay though. No sooner then that did he turn back expecting to just see the winged women but she was now joined with another man getting out of the truck with torn clothing. He could have sworn he saw some injuries on him at first but they seemed to be gone by the time he got close.
"Are you okay?" He asked uncertainly.
"Are you a fairy?" He thought out-loud absentmindedly. Her statement on the rubble only made him more curious. He looked out the tunnel to see the derbies that lay where the city once stood. He dashed to the end of the tunnel to get a better view.
"What happened here?" He demanded looking in awe at the sight. He then saw a guy in a torn coat walk up to them. One of the victims? He seemed okay though. No sooner then that did he turn back expecting to just see the winged women but she was now joined with another man getting out of the truck with torn clothing. He could have sworn he saw some injuries on him at first but they seemed to be gone by the time he got close.
"Are you okay?" He asked uncertainly.
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"A... Faerie?" Scarlet blinked her green eyes once in shock at the question. Faerie? Really? Scar could have rolled her eyes and made a verbal list of all the things wrong with his judgement - how could she be a faerie? Firstly, she had feathered wings, not butterfly transparent ones which fluttered like a heart when fear seized it. Her lips pressed together as the wind blew, ruffling her white wings and blowing her blonde hair around her face. She wasn't utterly sure how to react to that. She opened her mouth to tell him but he was already exclaiming at something else - the rubble. Of course he would. Anyone would. New York was in ruins, naturally they would be surprised. It would be like blowing up London in England, well, at least to her.
"Villains trying to take over the world, you know, the usual," she tried the casual approach even though her smile was sad. New York was a home to her now and she had been watching the people suffer here for long enough. Her wings ruffled, brushing against one another in irritation. "Also, faeries have translucent wings, like a butterflies, they also have cat-like eyes, sharp teeth - usually - and wouldn't have asked to see if you were okay. They call me the Guardian Angel of New York," her eyes slid to the other two men who had appeared as she spoke her title. "Though you can call me Scarlet."
"You're in New York - or what's left of it," she hummed a little, taking a look of the mans attire. The little guy asked the question she had been about to voice. Her arms crossed over her chest. "And who ARE you all may I ask?" she raised both eyebrows.
"Villains trying to take over the world, you know, the usual," she tried the casual approach even though her smile was sad. New York was a home to her now and she had been watching the people suffer here for long enough. Her wings ruffled, brushing against one another in irritation. "Also, faeries have translucent wings, like a butterflies, they also have cat-like eyes, sharp teeth - usually - and wouldn't have asked to see if you were okay. They call me the Guardian Angel of New York," her eyes slid to the other two men who had appeared as she spoke her title. "Though you can call me Scarlet."
"You're in New York - or what's left of it," she hummed a little, taking a look of the mans attire. The little guy asked the question she had been about to voice. Her arms crossed over her chest. "And who ARE you all may I ask?" she raised both eyebrows.
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Re: Clear Skies, Busy Roads (Closed)
Sigh.The first thing he did was sigh.This was just, just something he wasn't sure he wanted to be a part of.It was quite the awkward moment.Then again he was used to being the one at the center of such a moment more than seeing someone else in one."Heh.Didn't even know about what happened here.Does he not watch the news or something?" he thought in response to the kid's complete obliviousness to the fact that New York City had been ravaged months ago.It was rather embarrassing to witness the dumbfounded look on his face upon being told by the winged woman that indeed the city wasn't what it once was.
As a truck passed by something fell out of the back of it.Looking past the other two and towards the road John saw that it was a person that had just came out of that truck.He was just lying on the ground barely moving at first seemingly hurt.John got distracted by the conversation between the woman with the avian like wings that he thought he recognized and the oblivious kid.It was due to the fact that she had introduced herself as a guardian angel and upon getting a closer look at her his belief was confirmed.This was definitely the same woman that he had fought alongside during that battle months ago that was a part of the very devastation to the city.
He had become so distracted by having found out that he indeed had met this woman before that he hadn't even noticed that the guy who had fallen out of the truck had gotten up and was walking right over to them.Things were starting to get a little bit tense between the four people there so he decided to try and calm things down a bit."You're right across the river from New York City." He told the man upon his asking of his current location"Where'd you expect to be?" he asked of him in a completely impassive way.He then slowly turned to Scarlet as he said to her."I'm John and I used to live here before it was attacked.Nice to meet you miss Scarlet."
As a truck passed by something fell out of the back of it.Looking past the other two and towards the road John saw that it was a person that had just came out of that truck.He was just lying on the ground barely moving at first seemingly hurt.John got distracted by the conversation between the woman with the avian like wings that he thought he recognized and the oblivious kid.It was due to the fact that she had introduced herself as a guardian angel and upon getting a closer look at her his belief was confirmed.This was definitely the same woman that he had fought alongside during that battle months ago that was a part of the very devastation to the city.
He had become so distracted by having found out that he indeed had met this woman before that he hadn't even noticed that the guy who had fallen out of the truck had gotten up and was walking right over to them.Things were starting to get a little bit tense between the four people there so he decided to try and calm things down a bit."You're right across the river from New York City." He told the man upon his asking of his current location"Where'd you expect to be?" he asked of him in a completely impassive way.He then slowly turned to Scarlet as he said to her."I'm John and I used to live here before it was attacked.Nice to meet you miss Scarlet."
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