ImNoHero
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- Posted: Sat, 12 May 2012 05:22:21 +0000
After she brushed shoulders with him adding a sly remark of being younger, he felt tickled, chuckling lightly as he killed the vibration of his blade, sheathed it to his back. Obliging her line of motion, he followed her, into the alley. All the way but a mere six feet from Luna. He gave her the handicap of standing closer to her knowing that shadows were just a pinch slower than the speed of light. This would speak louder than his words ever could about how sure he was. As previously noted, even if killed, unless killed in a specific manner, The Scarlet Phantom always returned. She was preparing swift enough, and in reaction so would he.
"That's like the second or third time you asked me....Sounds like you're getting a case of the the jitters."
He mused as his right hand moved to his forehead. His index finger and thumb gripped the right lens of his blood red goggles and pull them just a tad off the surface of his black bandanna. Placing the center of the goggles on the bridge of his nose, the goggles lenses settled over his eyes in a natural manner, like a reflex or some other innate behavior such as pooping. Red lenses on Red eyes made his eyes very similar to hers. This way he could see. He could see much more clearly and his eyes for the most part were hidden. In motion one would not register where his line of sight fell, and he also wouldn't get anything in his eyes.
His right hand idled where it was, holding the lens of the goggles. It served no purpose, though by not changing his movements, his use of abilities would go unnoticed until Luna realized it was beginning to get hotter. It would take a moment to kick in, but by the time they started moving, she would feel the heat. An extension of his pyrokinetic and cryokinetic capabilities, he abused a sub-category of just about each respective opposite side of the spectrum. Thermokinesis.
"That's like the second or third time you asked me....Sounds like you're getting a case of the the jitters."
He mused as his right hand moved to his forehead. His index finger and thumb gripped the right lens of his blood red goggles and pull them just a tad off the surface of his black bandanna. Placing the center of the goggles on the bridge of his nose, the goggles lenses settled over his eyes in a natural manner, like a reflex or some other innate behavior such as pooping. Red lenses on Red eyes made his eyes very similar to hers. This way he could see. He could see much more clearly and his eyes for the most part were hidden. In motion one would not register where his line of sight fell, and he also wouldn't get anything in his eyes.
His right hand idled where it was, holding the lens of the goggles. It served no purpose, though by not changing his movements, his use of abilities would go unnoticed until Luna realized it was beginning to get hotter. It would take a moment to kick in, but by the time they started moving, she would feel the heat. An extension of his pyrokinetic and cryokinetic capabilities, he abused a sub-category of just about each respective opposite side of the spectrum. Thermokinesis.