It was a relatively quiet night. In Special's Home for the Heroically Challenged sat two individuals- Special himself and another, old time popular Hero of the past- Libi Grace.
There were currently sitting in the living room area of the House, in the dark. Libi had taken to covering herself up in a blanket, as well as some of her light up stars, seated on a couch. Special himself was lighting up candles, thunder roaring from outside the building as the sky lit up with brief lightning. A shadow from the dark shimmered, and Libi glanced up to a slightly drenched Persia.
His arms were covered in an excess of candles, which he placed onto the living room's coffee table, Special helping arrange them. "You couldn't light them while you were at it?" asked the retired Hero, Persia's ears lighting up in blue flame.
"I was getting on it," he growled, thunder crackling in the background.
There was a clatter in the kitchen, and the two men glanced up, curious about the noise.
There were currently sitting in the living room area of the House, in the dark. Libi had taken to covering herself up in a blanket, as well as some of her light up stars, seated on a couch. Special himself was lighting up candles, thunder roaring from outside the building as the sky lit up with brief lightning. A shadow from the dark shimmered, and Libi glanced up to a slightly drenched Persia.
His arms were covered in an excess of candles, which he placed onto the living room's coffee table, Special helping arrange them. "You couldn't light them while you were at it?" asked the retired Hero, Persia's ears lighting up in blue flame.
"I was getting on it," he growled, thunder crackling in the background.
There was a clatter in the kitchen, and the two men glanced up, curious about the noise.