Maya☆Nyx
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~What doesn't kills you, makes you stronger~
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This city is too boring her taste, she needs to spice things up, where is fun in doing all these stuff and no one tries to nap her. Oh, all the fun she had back in another city...hmm...what city was that? Central City or was it Starling City. Heck, that was so long ago and she cannot even recall. She steps out from the shadowy alleyway and studies the majestic building before her. Everything about it screams old and historical but tonight she has a mission, one that will once again spread the fear of evil into everyone's heart. Who knows may be make someone to seek her out, she forces herself not to grin.
Crossing the empty street, she makes her up to the locked doors, she tugs her black trench coat on her, while the wind carry her long dark mane. The guards inside sees her, informing her that it is close in hand gestures, she grins at them in grimace, the shadows around her raises like coiling snakes and launch at the glass doors, shattering them into bits, "No worries, I will let myself in," she says in smug. The guards raise their guns at her, "Miss, put your hands in the air and freeze," one of them commands her. She takes orders from no one but her Master, she owe him her very existence, only he has the right to order her, no one else but him. "I am sorry, gentlemen but I am on a tight schedule here," she says and shadows wraps around all the guards trapping them in place and wrapping them around their faces not allowing them to breathe. She takes out a can of spray paint, "No worries, I am not all interested in the dusty stuff you guys are guarding with your life," she mutters. The shadows release the guards as one by one collapse on the floor, she had timed the hold, she is keeping them alive, killing them does not serve her purpose. Shaking the spray can in hand, she finds the perfect spot to do her masterpiece, she has the sigil by heart, the rest is merely muscle memory of doing it.
Once she is done, she toss the spray can on the floor, she marveled at her masterpiece and grins, "Citizens of Jump City, Slade is back and he has Nyx to snatch the city for him," she declares to no one in particular. Nyx than leisurely strolls out of the museum's broken doors. Now she has lay the challenge out, she wonders who will take it up.
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~I am the dark...wait...that's Batman's line...oh well~
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~HP: 100% | Company: The knocked out guards| Mood: Giddy~
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