Daisuke Sakuraba
✖ mutants
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Post by Daisuke Sakuraba on Jul 13, 2012 23:16:48 GMT -6
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So to avoid doing that, he left after he began to feel buzzed. Of course some of his rationality seemed to have been numbed at the moment as he decided it was a good idea to take the alleys. One of the most dangerous parts of the city at night. Not that he couldn't handle himself should someone decide to attack but rather he'd much prefer to avoid a fight if he could. Especially in this condition. But at this point, it hadn't even crossed his mind. And with that, he simply continued down the darkened alleyways, pulling out a cigarette and lighter just for the fuck of it. Wasn't like anyone out here would scold him for his smoking habit, right? He smirked at the thought, returning his lighter back to his pocket as he strolled casually down the narrow path.
The occasional bangs and whispers went unnoticed to the usually high alert mutant and he even closed his eyes, allowing his shadows to guide him. He really didn't plan on heading home just yet. The apartment filled with books and files for his research would only stress him out more. So a nice walk out was the main idea and he didn't let anything worry him. If someone wanted to mess with him, so be it. Either way, the shadows were stirring, alive with his presence and seemingly aware of another, almost as if they were trying to warn him.
He didn't pay them no heed however, even as he felt pressure from them as they were trying to get him to pay attention. Instead he simply continued to walk on, the rumored Umbra Mortis, or Shadow of Death, not at all threatened by any other presence at this point. Call it drunken stupidity or confidence he was strong enough to take on whatever came his way. It honestly didn't matter.
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Kailix Nacht
✖ mutants
So give them blood, blood. Gallons of the stuff.
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Post by Kailix Nacht on Jul 14, 2012 0:35:50 GMT -6
Counting the income for today's performances, Kailix was on her way home and couldn't wait for her video games that were begging for her attention in her apartment. So, she decided to take the alleyways with the confidence that she could take care of herself; though being a mutant, how could she not?
Wait.. What was that? She heard what sounded like the igniting of a lighter. Was there someone else here..? Well, it's not like she's the only one who thinks of taking the alleyways as a shortcut. Chuckling softly to herself as she adjusted the sleeves to her black, white-striped, cropped jacket, and put on her hood.
Continuing on her way, she noticed how the shadows of the occasional cardboard box, seemed to lean away from the moon's shine.. Like they were attracted to something.. "That's strange..." The red-head mumbled to herself as she followed the direction the shadows were pointing, curious as to what was attracting them..
The sound of footsteps... There was someone in the alleyways..
She saw a shadowed figure walking towards her.. But, the moon didn't provide enough light to see, so she ignited a fire ball in the palm of her hand. It floated there but was tied to the red head for sustenance.. The fire lit up the alleyway enough for Kailix to see a couple yards ahead of her.
They showed her.. A man?
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Daisuke Sakuraba
✖ mutants
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Post by Daisuke Sakuraba on Jul 14, 2012 9:14:20 GMT -6
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,415,bTable] | [atrb=style, background-color: #222222; border-top: 5px solid #4477aa; border-bottom: 5px solid #4477aa;][STYLE=border: 4px solid #111111; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin-left: 15px; margin-bottom: -33px; margin-top: 7px;][/style][STYLE=float: right; width: 277px; font-size: 50px; color: #4477aa; font-family: georgia; text-align: center; margin-right: 15px; margin-left: 123px; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: -45px; letter-spacing: -3px;]MY SACRIFICE[/style][STYLE=background-color: #464646; border-top: 4px solid #111111; margin-right: 15px; font-family: arial narrow; letter-spacing: 2px; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: -9px; margin-left: 123px; padding: 5px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; color: #4477aa;]ABOVE ALL THE OTHERS, WE'LL FLY[/style] [STYLE=margin-right: 15px; margin-left: 15px; font-size: 10px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; background-color: #464646; padding: 17px; color: #AEAEAE; margin-top: 8px; opacity: 0.9; border-top: 4px solid #111111; border-right: 1px dotted #111111; border-left: 1px dotted #111111;]With his eyes now closed and the mutant beginning to relax, it seemed the power of the darkness channeled his abilities within, blue eyes darkening and turning to red as he felt the shadows begin to gather around him. He didn't pay it much of any mind however, his slightly drunken state to be the blame for this. But it was all good in his mind. No one would notice the alley just getting a little darker, right? He didn't think so. It would take a good eye to notice something like that. And most that went through the alleys at this hour were perhaps drunken like himself or busy with other matters to even notice. At least that's what he thought.
He hadn't anticipated anyone catching sight of the moving shadows. Hell, he hadn't anticipated he'd even use his powers in the first place. But the world was full of all sorts of surprises he supposed. Especially when you weren't in the best state of mind. But he of course hadn't noticed, the only thing aware of the girls presence were his shadows which were beginning to trail behind him, darkening the alley even more and nearly blocking the moonlight from shining within, ultimately blinding anyone who's eyes weren't trained in the shadows.
By time he heard the footsteps and opened his blood red eyes, he had stepped into the light caused by the fire. He immediately winced and stepped back out of the light, groaning in pain as the rational part of his mind finally realized he was using his powers. Any bright light source that touched him or his shadows when his abilities were in use would basically inflict pain on him.
The shadows suddenly reverted back to their original positions and his red eyes returned back to their normal blue as he took in a deep breath to relax, noticing his cigarette had fallen in the sudden shock he received and landed unfortunately in a puddle of muddy water. "Well fuck..." he pouted slightly as he looked down to it like a saddened child before he finally lifted his head, looking to the person who unknowingly attacked him with her light. But now that he got a better look, he noticed that it was no ordinary light. It was actually a fire ball floating from her palm.
His eyebrows lifted in surprise. 'Another mutant?' he thought to himself. "Well... I didn't plan on running into someone like you out here." he admitted, seeming to ignore the pain. At least a bit. It's not like he'd fight the girl. And he wasn't going to blame her outright for it. He doubted she was aware of what she'd just done anyway. "Hey there, nightlight. What are you up to at this time of night?" he spoke, his words seeming slightly slurred but somehow he still managed to hold that natural charm of his.
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