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Post by Black Canary on Apr 6, 2008 0:08:49 GMT -5
Trenton was not in costume, not tonight. Tonight she wore a plain black jacket and a pair of worn jeans. A duffel was suspended over her right shoulder, and her gloved hands gripped the straps with deft fingers.
She stood atop a building and overlooked Bludhaven. It always did have it's share of trouble, and the war hadn't help. But the war was over now. Only formalities and surprise attacked remained. She had been let go, relieved of her duties. It wasn't a very brutal war, really, if you could say that about any war. She was a junior member of The Untouchables, and hadn't seen much action.
Still, you're in the system for a year and then spat back out into the middle of a world that has moved on without you. The wind whipped and twirled her brunette hair, and the cold stung her cheeks and nose.
She waited. Waited for someone, something. She wasn't sure why she had come to Bludhaven, it wasn't where she hung her hat. But she figured if she could hope to find a familiar face anywhere, it would be here.
"I'm back", she whispered into the wind.
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Post by Serenity♥ on Apr 6, 2008 0:26:21 GMT -5
Serenity's eyes were closed and her hands gripped the pole she sat on. Her legs swung back and forth, a small smirk was on her face. She opened her eyes and looked down at the street she was hanging over. She sighed, bored from sitting for a while, and stood up, shadows around her feet to keep her from falling to her doom.
Serenity walked to where the metal pole meet the building and continued to walk up the side of the building, her hands in her pockets. The wind was blowing everywhere, making her hair more of a mess than it usually was. She reached the top of the building and stepped onto the roof.
Serneity raised an eyebrow as she spotted someone else on the roof. She walked forward slowly, not seeing who it was. She heard what the girl murmured and smirked. "Are you really? Where from?" she asked, standing beside the girl now. Her eyes were mostly closest due to the fact the her hair was in her face, so she couldn't get a good look at the girl.
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Post by Black Canary on Apr 6, 2008 0:39:46 GMT -5
Trenton peered over at the girl,questions in her eyes. Back from where? Wasn't it obvious? The militant-like duffel bag, the plain black coat with insignia, the morose attitude?
She bit her lip and said nothing, shifting a bit so that the stranger could see the emblem on her chest. "Untouchable: Regiment 6" It was how she ranked in the superhuman army. Not a high number, because of her age, and not a low number because of her skills.
She frowned and took a step out of the shadows that she dwelled in.
"From war", she said simply.
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Post by Serenity♥ on Apr 6, 2008 0:43:27 GMT -5
Serenity tapped her chin. "War huh? Interesting." she said. She wasn't that into the whole war thing. She simply overlooked it. "If you're part of the Untouchables, you must have some nice powers." she continued, sitting on the edge of the building.
"Oh, I'm Serenity by the way. Nice to meet cha." Serenity said, smirking at the girl for a second. *Untouchables... that's a nice little group.* she thought. Though she usually stayed out of war business, she had obviously heard of the Untouchables. You hadn't?
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Post by Black Canary on Apr 6, 2008 1:08:49 GMT -5
Trenton watched carefully as the woman tapped her chin. She didn't seem to be very interested, which was odd to Trenton. People were usually fascinated when she revealed that she was an Untouchable. Though, there were hundreds of them, they weren't an everyday occurance."I am Sophia", Trenton offered in a soft wispy voice. "Sophia Trenton", she included her last name.
She was a bit tired, and was disappointed that she had not run into someone she was already acquainted with..but a friendly face was a welcome change of pace. She bit her bottom lip as she shuffled closer to the woman.
"You live here?", she asked upon pointing down to the wicked city below.
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Post by Serenity♥ on Apr 6, 2008 1:15:15 GMT -5
Serenity looked out over the city. "For the moment. I travel a lot so I'm never in one place for a while." she told Sophia. She watched the cars pass by and she heard the sounds of people shouting.
"So I'm guessing you got some cool powers right? With being in the Untouchables and all." Serentiy said. It was intesting, hearing what kind of powers people had. "I control shadows... and memories." she told Sophia. She was in a talkitive mood, seeing how she hadn't talked to someone in over a week.
"So you live here before the war or something?" Serenity asked. She laid on her back, her hands going behind her head. The night sky filled her vision. She loved staring at the sky.
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Post by Black Canary on Apr 6, 2008 14:00:35 GMT -5
"That's a good idea", Trenton acknowledged.
She sat down rather stiffly and stared forward at the dark clouds shifting through the skyline.
"A lot of people, from big cities, have been moving around since the war went full blown. It was just safer that way, after they started dropping bombs"
Some parts of America were still recovering. She looked over at the woman as she asked about her powers and described her own.
"I have a few powers", she shrugged. "But I didn't see much action anyway. And no, I never lived here"
The lithe young woman cracked her knuckles in boredom. Her ears perked up suddenly and she shot a look behind her. She had heard a single footstep.
"Someone is here", she whispered.
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Post by Serenity♥ on Apr 6, 2008 14:04:37 GMT -5
Serenity didn't turn around when Sophia said someone was there. She had heard the footsteps. Her shadow shot out and trapped the person, stopping their movements.
"Who are you? What do you want?" Serentiy asked in a bored tone. She closed her eyes and sighed. It was a little annoying when people tried to sneak up on you.
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Post by Dick Grayson on Apr 6, 2008 15:12:39 GMT -5
"I wanted to surprise an old friend", Nightwing said in an equally bored tone. He gave out a sharp sigh, to show his agitation.
He slipped from out of the shadows with his swift agile movements. He looked at the strange woman whom had briefly trapped him.
"Back home I see?", he mused as he stepped forward again. "And not in costume? Figured you've done you're part?" He crossed his arms in an attempt to feign disinterest, but his stern looks gradually melted into one of his warm smiles.
He placed his hand on Trentons shoulder and pretended to be surprised. "Well, well. turns out you are touchable.."
He chuckled a little at his joke and then looked back up at the woman. "I stayed back. Someone had to stay and protect the people...you know?"
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Post by Serenity♥ on Apr 6, 2008 16:31:05 GMT -5
Serenity brought back her shadow as the man said he was a friend of Sophia. She cast a glance at him and raised an eyebrow. *So this is Nightwing.* she thought. Rumors had been spreading around Blüdhaven for some time about the masked man.
Serenity glanced at Sophia then to Nightwing again before sitting up. She didn't want to intrude so gathered the shadows around her feet and walked off the side of the building. She went out of earshot of the two and sat cross legged on the side of the building, shadows holding her down.
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Post by Black Canary on Apr 8, 2008 19:23:28 GMT -5
Trenton watched as the woman slipped away in silence. She was out of view in seconds, though Trenton sensed that she lingered nearby.
"I protected the people too, Dick, she said with a slightly quavering voice. Her eyes slowly reached up to his masked face.
"I just did it differently...", she barely mumbled. She was nervous standing here with her old friend. She hoped he wasn't one of the people who hated the Untouchables.
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Post by Serenity♥ on Apr 8, 2008 22:59:14 GMT -5
Serenity watched the cars below pass. Hairs on the back of her neck stood up when the police siren wailed. She sighed as she watched a police chase a car. She stood and turned her head to where Sophia was.
"Hey. Sophia! See ya later! Police are here and I'm not great terms with them." she called up to her. She had taken some food from a local store and the police had a grudge against her for escaping. She held a hand in front of her and the shadows gathered. A small portal was opening.
Serenity stepped through the black door. As the shadow portal disappeared, the police sirens echoed through the air.
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Post by terminator on Apr 8, 2008 23:03:58 GMT -5
"Aww...isn't that touching? I see you finally got over Koriand'r and here I thought you two would be together forever." Came a voice from the shadows Deathstroke stepped out of the shadows he had also been apart of the war leading his own unit he wouldn't have it any other way. After all the man known as Deathstroke was a leader and not a follower even though most people there didn't trust him as far as they could throw him. But he did what he was ordered and everyone in his unit came back alive and in one piece mostly.
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Post by Dick Grayson on Apr 9, 2008 20:41:54 GMT -5
The voice hit Dick like a ton of bricks. He knew it well. It almost seemed to be a constant in his life. Deathstroke. Slade.
It ripped him up to hear his snarky comments about his failed relationship. What tore him up even more was that Slade had been a part of the war, whereas Dick was rejected. He didn't understand that. Maybe Bruce had something to do with that, he did have certain connections.
"I know you didn't come here to offer your condolences"
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Post by Black Canary on Apr 13, 2008 13:00:25 GMT -5
Trenton stepped behind Nightwing as the two began to talk angrily towards one another. They obviously had a history and she didn't particularly feel like getting involved at the moment.
She did recognize the man however. He had been a leader in The Untouchables, though she forgot which Unit. Though most hardly trusted him, he proved himself to be a good, though harsh leader.
She raised herself on her toes to peer over Graysons shoulders and try to get a better look at him, but she continued to hold her tongue.
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