The afternoon was warm, sunny and pleasant out. People milled this way and that on the street. Buzzing about their daily business, barely making any note of the world around them outside of their own little bubble. But this city was odd. A rare few that was the home to superheroes. Masked vigilantes that spent a good chunk of their lives ending crime where ever it's seen or heard. And of course where ever there are superheroes....there are also super villains. And there are always criminals to be wrapped up for the justice system to take care of.
For the time being however things were rather quiet. Huddled in the corner of a small coffee shop was a blonde young woman with blue eyes, a red beanie capping her head and covering most of her hair. A pair of black framed glasses hung on her nose. She was tapping away at something on her laptop. She was taking the quiet time to do some work. A small cup of coffee was brought up to her face, giving it a tiny sip. She was glad for the peace.
It didn't last long. It never does. Sarah heard it before she saw it and her face fell. Yells and scuffling noises nearby. Of course people either ignored it, didn't notice, or just stared. Sarah didn't hesitate, snicking her laptop shut and shoving it in her bag before disappearing, bag and all, into the plug near by.
When she reappeared, dropping out of a nearby lamppost she was changed completely. The bag was gone, 'delivered' to her apartment and would be sitting right outside her plug in her living room that was left open just for this reason. Instead of plain, boring, Sarah quick. This was now Sparks, who could control electricity. Clad in a series of black, red, and yellow colors. She had a red leather jacket with a yellow trimming that followed the hem of her jacket, from the entire collar, down along the zippers and around to the bottom of the coat to meet fully in the back in a thick bold band and then bright yellow bands around her wrists over a plain white shirt. Attached to the jacket was a red hood and a yellow mask covering her eyes and passing her nose, covering her cheekbones entirely. She finally ended the ensemble with simple black leather pants and black combat boots.
Facing the alleyway where she heard the scuffling there were two masked men fighting with another third civilian holding onto a brief case. Pocket knives pointing at him. "Give us the money!" "Alright alright! I just...keep calm." The man stammered reaching for his wallet.
"Hey! Don't you two have better things to do with your lives than digging for cash from people's wallets? People barely carry money with them anymore." Sparks said, interrupting them and causing all three men to whip their heads to look at her.
For the time being however things were rather quiet. Huddled in the corner of a small coffee shop was a blonde young woman with blue eyes, a red beanie capping her head and covering most of her hair. A pair of black framed glasses hung on her nose. She was tapping away at something on her laptop. She was taking the quiet time to do some work. A small cup of coffee was brought up to her face, giving it a tiny sip. She was glad for the peace.
It didn't last long. It never does. Sarah heard it before she saw it and her face fell. Yells and scuffling noises nearby. Of course people either ignored it, didn't notice, or just stared. Sarah didn't hesitate, snicking her laptop shut and shoving it in her bag before disappearing, bag and all, into the plug near by.
When she reappeared, dropping out of a nearby lamppost she was changed completely. The bag was gone, 'delivered' to her apartment and would be sitting right outside her plug in her living room that was left open just for this reason. Instead of plain, boring, Sarah quick. This was now Sparks, who could control electricity. Clad in a series of black, red, and yellow colors. She had a red leather jacket with a yellow trimming that followed the hem of her jacket, from the entire collar, down along the zippers and around to the bottom of the coat to meet fully in the back in a thick bold band and then bright yellow bands around her wrists over a plain white shirt. Attached to the jacket was a red hood and a yellow mask covering her eyes and passing her nose, covering her cheekbones entirely. She finally ended the ensemble with simple black leather pants and black combat boots.
Facing the alleyway where she heard the scuffling there were two masked men fighting with another third civilian holding onto a brief case. Pocket knives pointing at him. "Give us the money!" "Alright alright! I just...keep calm." The man stammered reaching for his wallet.
"Hey! Don't you two have better things to do with your lives than digging for cash from people's wallets? People barely carry money with them anymore." Sparks said, interrupting them and causing all three men to whip their heads to look at her.
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