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"We're undercover. This is a very important undercover operation which you are endangering just by talking to us. Look, I have a gun. I am Detective Inspector Me. This is my partner, Detective Her."
"Her?"
"Me."
"Him?"
"Not me. Her"
"Me."
"You?"
"Yes."
"I'm sorry who are you?"
"I'm Her, he's Me. Got it? Good. You better get out of here before you blow our cover. They've got snipers."

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-.- damn it Astrid... Saw the sneaky message about invisi-girl. Trying to think of a way to break out, without being to OP
computer has melted down... was running at over 100 C. I may or may not get to get a post off soon
sorry ive been away on vacation
sorry ive been on vacation
LA bound, here Astrid comes
Astrid Ashbourne

Change of Plans


Astrid burst into her home, shaking her hand to put out the fire. Her home was really a warehouse. It had been abandoned years ago, and smelled like fish. "No place like home." She tossed the stolen folder onto a nearby desk and collapsed into an old mattress that lay in the middle of the warehouse. Rolling onto her stomach and stared up at the desk where the folder lay. The contents of that folder would change the ball game. It was the answer. It was her final goal. It was - is that a sandwich? Her stomach growled at the sight, and she realized how hungry she was from her recent 'activities.' She glared at it willing it to move itself into her mouth. "Come here!"

"Who me?"

Astrid whipped around and saw a man dressed in police garb, holding a gun in both hands. He was about 5'9" with blonde hair and an innocent face. "What? No. I meant the sandwich."

"You're, um... talking to a sandwich?"

She looked at him in disbelief. "No im not actually talking to a sandwich, it's a bloody sandwich. How would it talk back?" The policeman stammered trying not to look like a fool. "That would be a very one sided conversation." His mouth hung open, words escaping him.

"Either way, who the hell are you? And what do you want with me and my sandwich?" She moved to push herself off the mattress when something sharp pricked her neck. Her hand flew up and felt a small dart sticking out of her skin. Her arms wavered and gave out, vision going blurry.

"Damnit Steven, you were told not to talk to the target." A second hidden voice spoke up.

"B-but I thought she was talking to m-me..."

"Idiot, just get over here and cuff her."

"H-here." Astrid's sight was gone, but she could still hear the two men talk as if down a long tunnel. "Where we taking her anyway?"

"L.A. Bosses got some new testing facility there."

"D-do you know what kind she is?"

"Nah. Just came up on the list. I don't question the list. Come on let's get-" The sound faded out and Astrid blacked out.
im confused, can you explain
And hilarious


i try, i try
im down, I think Astrids going to end up in LA under arrest...
Astrid Ashbourne

New York Burns


Astrid cracked her knuckles, looking up at the giant building in front of her. Her head was covered with a black hoodie, shadowing her face from people passing by. Standing in the alley her chest began to glow a deep red. Through the grey t-shirt that clung to her body the light emanated. Veins connecting to that point in her body began to glow as well. It always reminded her of when she was a little kid and used to press flashlights to her hands to see it shine through.

Holding her palms facing upwards she watched as the glow in the veins traveled down until they reached her hands. The energy continued to flow until the light shining out rivaled with that of a burning fire. The color of hands flowed out, turning into a orange red. Just like the flicker of fire, the skin seemed to change and flow. SHe cupped her hands slightly and the fire directed in on itself, concentrating its power towards the center. In that center a small puddle developed. Molten liquid dripped between her fingers, burning holes in the ground.

Taking a deep breathe, she poured the liquid all over her hands till they were covered. As it touched her skin she heard it steam and crackle, but never felt the burn. Grinning she launched herself at the building in front of her. The molten liquid surrounding her hands stuck into the wall. Slowly she threw one hand up above the other, climbing up the side. Below her she left hand prints engraved. It was slow going and the wind kept trying to blow her off, but she muscled another arm over her head and pulled up another foot.

Nearly 200 feet up she hung from just one hand. Her feet and left hand were left dangling. Before she began to cut open the window, she glanced down just to see how high she was. Laughing at how scary it was, she kicked in the nearest glass window and jumped inside. Immediately alarms began to blare. Quickly she moved towards the only desk in the room. Yanking open the drawers she threw clutter out, searching for the item she had come searching for. Finally finding it, she stuffed it in a heat resistant backpack that was hanging onto her back.

Turning around she prepared for the climb down, only to see the building surrounded by police cars. On the ground a policeman holding a microphone shouted up at her. His words were whipped away by the wind before they reached her ears. In the distance a helicopter from some news station was flying close to the building trying to get a shot at the culprit. Rubbing her hands together quickly, she took a few steps back before launching herself out of the massive building. On the ground police shouted as she exited the building, yelling to move away from the impact zone.

Before she was anywhere close the killing herself, her entire body caught on fire. Flames erupted from her hands, and she flew up into the air, passing near the helicopter that was filming. As Astrid saw the camera, she turned and gave a little salute before shooting away from the building she had just broken into. Around her bullets flew as cops shot as the flying flaming girl. None of them hit their target, and Astrid blasted away into the sky. Grinning to herself she thought about how great it was to be gifted.
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