Disrupting the Hunt - Ada Robin+OPEN FOR 1 MUTANT

[Scimitar]

Scimitar leaned on the brick corner. She stayed in one position for over forty minutes, her eyes searching the busy streets. As her muscles began to ache, a stray thought slipped into her mind. She wondered if assassins really looked that menacing when they cleaned their nails with a knife in movies. She pulled out her small dagger and ran it under her nails. The dagger’s name was Discord, a name she had given it the moment it passed into her possession. Normally she would have paid more attention, but being on a cup of coffee gave her impatience, something she had given up long ago.

Something caught her eye. A person passed through the crowd, different than the others. My prey, she guessed. The person moved with a secure confidence that only a mutant would have. Scimitar pulled out a small gadget that pulsed with a small red light, hardly visible beside her black and red blazer. She wore a red skirt and tall black boots that silently treaded on cement as she tailed the suspect.

Something behind her exploded. Scimitar spun around to find the cause of the commotion, but there was no explosion. It was only her friend, Ada, who had yelled her name with such energy that the earth itself must have fallen out of orbit. The moment Ada had entered Scimitar's vision, she smoothly hid the knife back into her coat. Ada didn't have to know what she was really doing.

Note: Scimitar's friends don't know her as Scimitar but as Marina.

[Ada Robin]

Ada was bored. Really bored. There was absolutely nothing to do! She couldn't spot anyone who needed any help, possibly because people had seen her and acted like they were doing nothing, and she had trained so much already. It had almost gotten boring! She decided to go out into town in the hopes of finding people to help, or maybe finding a friend. There had to be someone right? It would be great if one of her friends needed help! Granted Ada considered mostly everyone she met to be her friend, more often then not the feeling wasn't mutual. Sometimes Ada knew this, sometimes she didn't, but she never ever really cared if people thought less of her.

And then she saw a friend! The one named Marina! Awesome! "Marinaaaaaaa!" Ada shouted at the top of her voice to her friend, startling several people who were around her at the time. Some of them gave the Seventeen Year Old dirty looks, but she just smiled at them honestly. Within moments Ada charged at the other girl, jumping into her and hugging her as fast as she could. "What you doing?" Ada asked as she held onto the other girl, letting go after about five seconds of squeezing.

Ada took a few steps back before Marina could reply, grabbing her right wrist behind her back and swaying from side to side. "Do you need help with anything?" She asked, tilting her head to the side. "Cus I could help! I'm an awesome helper! And I'm soooo boooored!" Ada animated her boredom by flopping her body forward, her arms swinging, for a moment before quickly standing back up straight and crossing her arms. "Come on! You gotta have something for me to do!"

[Scimitar]

Marina's face flew into a smile. She was no longer Scimitar: she had become Marina. Scimitar was an excellent actress, and even though Scimitar hated attention like the one she was now getting, Marina didn't mind it. Marina was quite the social butterfly.

"Hey Ada!" was all that Marina could get in before Ada's words energetically tore through the air.

"Do you need help with anything? Cus I could help! I'm an awesome helper! And I'm soooo boooored!" Ada comically bent over, swinging her arms. "Come on! You gotta have something for me to do!"

Marina laughed. "I do, in fact, have something for you to do! I'm trying to find someone." Marina tilted her head and pushed out her bottom lip in a pout. "Do you think you help me out?" If Scimitar could keep get Ada into a stealth mode, maybe she could actually be of assistance and not create a ruckus. "This person did something terrible to me and I'm trying to get revenge." She slipped out a small, blurry photograph from her blazer pocket and showed Ada. "This is the best picture I have of them." Scimitar had no idea who she was looking for, and the photo wasn't much to go off of, but you could vaguely make out the face of the mutant. She had gotten it from a security camera in a local grocery store two days earlier, and she hadn't stopped searching since.