Ryouko

Living Life As A Supernatural (ALWAYS ACCEPTING)

@Whitewind

Will glanced back at Neva, before speaking softly. "My name is Will, but I need to know yours if you know mine. And who is the Guardian?" He tilted his head as he spoke, pushing both hands into his pockets. Will kept looking out the window, His green eyes darkening. "Hang on, I'm going to do something to block out the light. When I say move, Move behind the bar counter."

He began to gather the darkness around him, into a sphere that resonated with Will's internal emotions. Then it expanded to cover the windows of the bar with darkness, but leaving the lights inside on. The darkness blocked incoming and outgoing rays of light, making it seem as if the windows were blacked out. "Move now." He told Neva.

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@Framing a Moose

Sorry, but I kind of had to. What you did was nearly an insta-kill, considering it was aimed straight for her head.

And what kind of sniper rifle is it? ^^"

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@Framing a Moose

Will then went into motion as the sound of a sniper rifle had began to sound. His smoking hand shot out, a flame blazing into life at the base of the windows. This flame was dark blue, and did not burn through anything it was around...But it stopped the bullet from coming in by disentigrating it. It showed his precise speed and control over fire, and how fast his reflexes were. Though, thankfully, he raised it in time due to the distance and how little time he had to recover. His eyes narrowed as he dropped the wall of flames, before looking for the sniper.

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@Whitewind

Will raised his hands quickly and shook his head, fighting back a grin. "I didn't say I was going to stop you. I encourage you to freeze me if you want to try, though." He said to Neva, as smoke began to curl off of his fingertips, before one hand went out and he reached into his pocket, to pull out his wallet. "I just wanted to ask if I paid, you'd split a bit with me. Though...I might not be able to fly for a day or two."

The male looked at Neva calmly, his green eyes showing that he was being serious. "And if you think this is me just trying to strike up a conversation that won't get me frozen, It's harder to freeze a half demon than you would think."

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@Whitewind

Then...Will rolled off of the back of the tall building, because it was his usual landing place. Where he had rolled off was a small Alley. As he fell through the air, he righted himself to where he would land on his feet when he did land, his wings shooting out to cause his descent to be slower. Enough to where Will wouldn't break anything.

As he landed, his wings refolded. Will then sighed in relief as he saw nobody had seen him.

He began to walk around, through the plaza, past the restaurants that encompassed the street. As he neared the bar with the whiskey rummaging Neva, he stopped, sniffing the air...He smelled snow. He followed it to where he could see the girl and the frost covered man, his expression calm as he stepped into the bar.

"...Bit early to be freezing people, ain't it?"

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I'm glad I've learned to type faster on my tablet.

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Will Ashborn flew above the ocean, his eyes on the waves and people below. At the height he was currently flying, he was sure that noone would notice him. He flew over the beach and towards the city itself, his black wings keeping him aloft as he stared at the scenery, smiling to himself.

'...This is the one time where I don't see the sand littered with bodies in my mind. Maybe it's a good sign.' He thought, as he neared one of the tall city buildings in a downwards dive. He landed atop it, gently, rolling as he did so. Will caught himself on the edge of the roof, swinging back on as he rested his wings. They slowly folded into his back, through thin two lines that were cut into his shirt. His green eyes stared at the city, as he listened for anything. Anything he could hear that was carried on the wind.

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I'm ready for this too!

Mutant Facility

@KatherinWinter

Ryouko turned to look at the guard as he finished eating and threw his plate away. He turned his headphones around and focused, his hands in his jacket pockets as he ran his fingers along his palms slowly. "Just tell us the mission." He said to the guard, his blue hair finally having settled back into its natural position.

Mutant Facility

I was at breakfast, and still am. :D