A collaboration between DawnKnight and Bluemoon277
-- Monday - 6 PM --
So nothing from Juliet, it would have been fun, but he didn't really care. She was cute, but nothing really special and Luke put her out of his mind. He was well practised at it, it was rare that a girl turned him down, or outright avoided him, no doubt he'd get his own back soon enough. He always did, and unlike him, he knew what she got up to at nights. Not that he could really make use of it without revealing to her the true identity of Faceless. Perhaps he would have to keep that to himself then. He was startled out of his reverie when Mickey clapped him round the head. "Wake up dude, we've finished, back to the showers now."
Luke had been quiet for the whole practice, unlike him after such a recent and crushing victory, normally he would be exuberant, and a few of his team mates had noticed. Mickey, unusually, was the only one who'd worked out why, more because he was in the same Science class rather than anything else, he wasn't renowned for his emotional intelligence, and social phenomena often passed him by without ruffling his hair. But even he wasn't emotionally dense enough to miss the subtle rejection that had happened earlier. "That girl?"
They were in the tunnel now, alone, the rest of the players long since gone into the changing rooms. Luke barely caught Mickey's words. "Hmmm?
"Just forget about her man, it's not your fault she's totally frigid, you're not the first, but you'll always be the one she'll regret."
He elbowed Luke companionably, and Luke dragged himself out of his train of thought, which truthfully had long since strayed from thoughts of Juliet and laughed. He walked backwards in front of his friend, arms spread. "Who wouldn't regret missing out on this?"
He gestured to himself expansively. "Come on lets go, you know what Sarah's like when you don't pick her up on time."
Mickey, of all people had a girlfriend, a girl from the grade below who adored him and ignored any flaws in him and any mistakes he might make. Luke had found it amusing, that Mickey had managed to get himself tied down so early in his life, it had never interested Luke, he intended to enjoy as much of life as he could before anything like that happened. What was it he'd always said? He was too young to be tied down. The truth that he hadn't realised, was that he was actually too insecure to let someone think he wasn't indestructible. He was the star-quarterback, the jewel of High School, a god in his own eyes, he didn't need anyone else. Perhaps couldn't need anyone else.
-- 9:49 PM --
Faceless stepped out of the shadows, his tall muscled form melting out of the darkness suddenly, as though stepping through some shadowy portal. He hadn't even needed to sneak out tonight. His father was out of town, his mother staying late at the clinic, he'd just packed his stuff in a draw string bag and strolled out the front door, careful to lock up after himself. He'd caught a bus into a town, getting off a few streets away from the bank, glancing around himself before ducking into a darkened alleyway to put the kit on. He slung the bag back over his shoulder, glancing up and down the street once more, before pulling up the hood of his jacket and jogging off down the street.
He glanced up at the building before him, then crossed the street, searching for a way up to the top, seeing a figure already climbing the fire escape he figured that either it was Goldenshot or the rest were already arriving. Behind the mask, Luke smirked, but his cocky attitude was evident from the manner in which he swaggered across the street and through the front door of the building. It was empty in the lobby, people weren't likely to be hanging around at this time, not in this town. There was a dying clang as the lift rattled to a halt and he stepped in, reaching out to press the button for the top floor.
Juliet landed on the ground roughly. It had gotten much harder to jump out her window with the recent injurie. After pulling herself off the ground, Juliet sped away from her house on her step-fathers old motorcycle. Wind blew through Juliet's leather coat then hit Juliet's tightly strapped bag. Juliet stopped at a old run down bar. It was close to the bank, but not close enough for the bike to get stolen. Juliet grabbed her bag from the bike quickly wanting to get to her destination as soon as possible. She pulled up her bandanna to cover the lower half of her face. Juliet flipped up her jacket hood and pulled out a pair of brace knuckles. The brace knuckles slipped on rather smoothly, and fit Juliet's hands well.
Finally reaching the building left Juliet at a loss. She could see no better way in then through the front door, so she entered through there. The elevator doors opened to let in a familiar face of Juliet's. Juliet opened her mouth to cal his name, but then remembered that all of the vigilantes here were supposed to be being sneaky. Juliet quickened her pace to reach the elevator only sightly two late. The door to her only way up had gone past the point of no return. Thankfuly for Juliet a hand came between the door and the closer of it stopping the elevator mid shut. This opening allowed for Juliet to get through before the elevator shut. In simpler terms her kind friend held the elevator for her.
"I didn't think I would be seeing you so soon Faceless" Juliet noted with a bit of a twinkle in her eye.
He had to resist the temptation to call Juliet by her actual name. He'd just spotted her in time, and the temptation to simply allow the door to close in her face in revenge, but something held him back from such petty behaviour and he'd caught it. She joined him in the elevator, and he glanced down at her diminutive form, then back at the numbers that slowly ticked upwards in value. "You kidding? I wouldn't miss this."
He gestured down to her injured limb. "How's the leg? Did anyone spot it?"
At least here he could get some idea whether she suspected him, after all she'd seen him at the game, he only hoped she'd made the assumption any normal girl would have done.
Juliet gained a cute smile at the mention of missing the heist. She thought it was sort of fun to joke about putting yourself in danger as something you wouldn't want to miss. At the time of course Juliet thought it simply a joke. "yeah, but I let my cat take the fall. I said I accidentally spilled some water on him, and then well claws and yeah" Juliet shrugged smally laughing at herself. "what about you, got those annoying scratches healed" Juliet joked playing as if the scratches were major injuries.
The elevator had a slight buzz to it that bother Juliet. It made her body language come off as slight uncomfortable or awkward. The lights were not completely clean giving the entire elevator a strange yellowish green tent. As floors were passed a loud buzz rang through the elevator causing Juliet to jump slightly everyone. 'Jesus I hate elevators' Juliet thought. She always had since she was little. Whenever she was in them she found herself thinking of the cable snapping and her falling to her doom.
He laughed, "yeah they healed up ok, don't think any of them were fatal."
She seemed uncomfortable in the elevator, though he supposed it was explained when she jumped at the bell as they arrived at the top floor. He looked down at her in concern. Concern? What did he care?
"Come on, it's not like it's going to drop us. At least we'll go down together hey?"
The doors slid open slowly and painfully, with a groan of mistreated metal. Luke simply strolled out, the hall was empty and there was a flight of stairs at the opposite end of the hall, up to the roof he assumed, he paused at the bottom. "You coming?"
Juliet felt a bit better at the beginning of Faceless's concerned comment, but at the end the only thing playing in her mind was falling. This time of course she was falling with Faceless. The idea memorized her in a terrifying sort of way. When the the doors opened Juliet didn't react because she was still swirling through her land of elevator horror. Faceless's voice rang through her dreamland pulling Juliet back to reality. "yeah sorry" Juliet said as she quickly exited the elevator, and caught up to Faceless. Juliet climbed the stairs quickly her shoes clacking with every step. The stairwell was dirty. Daddy long legs sat in the corner, and dust littered on the steps. Juliet was eager to open the door, and step out onto the roof. Though, maybe she was a bit to eager.
The push to open the door was loud. The door swung open roughly, and almost hit the wall. Supporting it. Juliet didn't enter as cautiously as the other. She walked in with reckless abandon. This recklessness was soon thrown down the drain when two faces stared back at her.
He'd followed her onto the roof, smirking behind his mask at the sight they were greeted with and how soon she apparently faltered when faced with the two other vigilantes. Luke on the other hand merely strolled out confidently onto the roof, hands wide and a smile in his voice.
"So, did I miss the party?"