Darcy clapped, clearly impressed by Megan. "You do not know how many times I have wanted to do that! Even Martha wants to punch him sometimes." She started to stroke one of her vines, looking over at Wisp. "Snowball is idiotic."
Wisp turned into a puff a smoke as he was rocketed towards a wall, reappearing holding his arm. "OWW OWW YOU BROKE IT YOU BROKE IT!!!" He yelled in a voice that echoed through the halls. He then brook out laughing. "Nope nice try though."
"I like my food to be warm, but if I'm hungry I don't mind it being cold" he said with a smile that showed off his sharp fangs, he wasn't sure how the superhuman's blood would taste to him, but it probably wasn't a smart idea to feed on his teammates.
Darcy laughed, looking one way and then the next, listening to Megan then Wisp, then...Vladimir. She turned towards the vampire and shook her head. "No, you don't get it, my blood may kill you."
"Still pretty insensitive you know? You don't see me bragging to people in wheelchairs how fun it is to walk do you?" Wisp said in a rather matter of factly tone.
"I'm not sure if you know this but I'm already dead, my heart no longer beats and my body is stone cold, there's only one way to kill me and your blood is not it" he replied to Darcy. It was true, only being impaled through the heart and then being decapitated can permanently kill him.
"I don't walk, I can but I don't move the same way you 'physical' beings do, but that wasn't the point." Wisp said shaking his head. "It is a sensitive topic for me okay?" He said slowly.
Darcy's eyes widened, and she smiled triumphantly, he was her new best friend. Forever. "R-Really? So I can touch you? Yes! Yes! Yes!" She rushed towards him, stringy legs carrying her forwards, she kept walking until she was directly in front of him, her eyes brighter than they have been in a while. "Can I touch you?" She was drooling by now, and as soon as the drool came into contact with her skin, it froze
Vladimir was completely grossed out when the girl asked him if she could touch him while she was letting drool run out of her mouth. The people of this era are all mad he thought to himself as he took a step back.
"May I ask why you have an interest to touch me? You look quite mad" he said to her as he let his fingernails grow into sharp claws in case she tried to do something she would regret.
Manchester chuckles at everyone. They seemed like a great team. He was going to like this team. Manchester laughed at Darcy and said "Im going to like you..." He jumped up and stretches. :Hey wasnt there another guuy here" He said refering to Sam
Darcy frowned, shaking her head and crossing her arms in denial, the one time she gets to touch anyone, they refuse. "Nothing, no reason. I was just testing something." She picked the ice from the cornee of her mouth and turned, walking away from Vladimir. "I'm sorry, by the way. I can get a little strange, it isn't very normal for me to get physical contact."
"That's amusing, because I normally try to have about as much physical contact I can get, if you understand my meaning of course" he said a chuckle as he showed over his fangs. He normally wasn't one for jokes but in his limited experience he found that humans of the modern world seemed to like someone more if they told funny jokes, and if he was going to be part of a team then he would have get use to their crazy personalities.
"Ha...yeah, I get it." That wasn't very funny, who was he trying to entertain? Kindergartners? Darcy forced a laugh, hoping to rekindle their friendship, if they even had one. "I can't touch people though, sometimes it hurts them." She said it like a whining child, stomping a foot lightly on thd ground and folding her arms. "It sucks."