The room was heavy with the sound of a tagahanga rotating, papers gently flipping over. The apartment was nearly bare, save for a cluttered desk, a coffee table, lamp, and old couch. A kama and one near emptied dresser made up the bedroom. Light poured in from the bathroom, the water in the sink trickling slowly into a puddle. On the couch, was a man made of lean, sinewy muscles. His black as midnight hair lay flat on his forehead from a slight perspiration. Facing him, sitting in his crossed lap, was a girl. Her short red hair like apoy in the bland room. Their lips locked in a tangle of passion and fingers grazed skin and hair. A slight rap at the door before it opened.
“Hey Erin I need to-!”
The intruder stopped short, the girl zipping away like lightning, now standing at the edge of the room.
“B-b-becca!!!”
The two girls looked at each other a minuto before watery brown eyes moved to meet the familiar blue of the past.
“Sorry to interrupt. I'll let you get back to it.”
The door was empty segundos later and he turned to look at the woman hesitating sa pamamagitan ng the hall.
“Erin....go after her.”
“But-”
“You won't feel right till you do.”
With a simple nod, she was gone.
She sat at the tuktok of the building, the darkened city below and the breezy wind threatening to pull her down. She heard the soft zip of her approach.
“How long, Erin?”
“Becca....I'm sorry...”
“How long has it been since...”
“..almost five months.”
She closed her eyes against the threatening tears of betrayal.
“I'm so sorry. He came and found me; asked about you. I had no idea this would happen..I swear.”
She nodded her head and looked at the speedster.
“So...you pag-ibig him..”
“Yes....I'm sorry...I couldn't stop it.”
Becca laughed and shook her head.
“Never can. Just....don't hurt him.”
“Are you okay?”
She sighed and smiled.
“Yeah. I've moved on. I'm happy. The past just....swooped in at full charge and estola my breath.”
Erin nodded.
“Thanks..”
“Go get him, Red. Watch out for those wings.”
“Hey Erin I need to-!”
The intruder stopped short, the girl zipping away like lightning, now standing at the edge of the room.
“B-b-becca!!!”
The two girls looked at each other a minuto before watery brown eyes moved to meet the familiar blue of the past.
“Sorry to interrupt. I'll let you get back to it.”
The door was empty segundos later and he turned to look at the woman hesitating sa pamamagitan ng the hall.
“Erin....go after her.”
“But-”
“You won't feel right till you do.”
With a simple nod, she was gone.
She sat at the tuktok of the building, the darkened city below and the breezy wind threatening to pull her down. She heard the soft zip of her approach.
“How long, Erin?”
“Becca....I'm sorry...”
“How long has it been since...”
“..almost five months.”
She closed her eyes against the threatening tears of betrayal.
“I'm so sorry. He came and found me; asked about you. I had no idea this would happen..I swear.”
She nodded her head and looked at the speedster.
“So...you pag-ibig him..”
“Yes....I'm sorry...I couldn't stop it.”
Becca laughed and shook her head.
“Never can. Just....don't hurt him.”
“Are you okay?”
She sighed and smiled.
“Yeah. I've moved on. I'm happy. The past just....swooped in at full charge and estola my breath.”
Erin nodded.
“Thanks..”
“Go get him, Red. Watch out for those wings.”
This charrie goes sa pamamagitan ng the name Jenson King. Overly-gelled black hair to match his green eyes, this kid could be a Greaser, I swear. When he gets angry, or his body is put under a large amount of stress, he has the ability to retreat into the form of a black leopard. Even when in human form, his cat-like eyes and fangs give him night-vision, and an unusual taste for catnip. Jenson's past remains a secret, even to him. His earliest memory is waking up in the middle of the jungle at age twelve, only to be taken to civilization sa pamamagitan ng tourists. He enjoyed old, classic streetfighting games, hence his Greaser appearance. At age sixteen, he traveled to America, and joined the team. Knowing madami Hindi than English, he often just sits in the rafters and watches everyone.
This biography has many sketchy points, and most of my biographies will, until I'm used to Pagsulat them, so, patience.
This biography has many sketchy points, and most of my biographies will, until I'm used to Pagsulat them, so, patience.
And now it's time for the party to start! Later this week, 66DragonAnimations will be uploading a video celebrating the one taon anniversary of this vigilante! The link to the link is below. They've even re-designed it for the special anniversary!!!
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Celebrations start December 1st and continue until the World Premiere of What Matters? on January 5th!
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