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Post by McKenzie Williams on Sept 4, 2012 21:54:18 GMT -5
Images flashed into her head as she walked down the quiet London street. Images she’d rather forget, rather never had happened.
That man…that face…but it was gone now. She had dealt with him. Somehow. How did that happen? What was that that had happened?
She stopped and drew out one of the blue coins from her pocket. Just what were these things that gave her…whatever that power she used was? What was that power? That form? Just what was she?
She pocketed it and kept walking as the images came back. Without knowing it, tears came running down her face at the pain.
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Post by Nathan Stark on Sept 4, 2012 21:58:51 GMT -5
The man was riding Hurricane slowly through the London streets, deciding to see where the nearest bar was, or where he could pick up a woman or two. He was bored, really. And his level of mind at boredom was dangerous.
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Post by McKenzie Williams on Sept 4, 2012 22:00:12 GMT -5
She couldn't stop her tears, but eventually she stopped and pushed her back against a wall. She was walking aimlessly, after all. This was no different, she just needed to stop her tears, walking or not.
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Post by Nathan Stark on Sept 4, 2012 22:05:35 GMT -5
McKenzie caught his eye, and he decided to park Hurricane nearby. But another presence had something else in mind...
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Post by McKenzie Williams on Sept 4, 2012 22:07:58 GMT -5
She looked when she saw him park, worried. Memories came back, memories she didn't want. But there was no reason to think this would be anything bad again.
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Post by Nathan Stark on Sept 4, 2012 22:10:43 GMT -5
Section Mooks were watching, as the KameBazooka lined up the woman instead, deciding to play on a hunch from superiors that the Rider might put himself in the way, therefore making the shot hit him.
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Post by McKenzie Williams on Sept 4, 2012 22:12:24 GMT -5
She never got the idea anything was happening, she just stayed where she was.
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Post by Nathan Stark on Sept 4, 2012 22:14:28 GMT -5
Sensing that something was up, he started walking in her direction, keeping it natural....and then when he got close, the bazooka round was fired....and he calmly reached out, pulling her away and putting himself inbetween her and the blast, which didn't really ruffle him. He knew it...
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Post by McKenzie Williams on Sept 4, 2012 22:15:56 GMT -5
She felt it then. She grabbed him, pulling him away from it as well.
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Post by Nathan Stark on Sept 4, 2012 22:20:39 GMT -5
Her momentum pulling him away meant that they were put against the nearby railing, her back against it, his form inches from hers. He looked down at her for a moment. "You alright?" he asked, his hands on the railing next to her on either side, not touching her.
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Post by McKenzie Williams on Sept 4, 2012 22:21:10 GMT -5
"Y-yeah...," she said, still teary, but no confused.
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Post by Nathan Stark on Sept 4, 2012 22:24:10 GMT -5
"Good...I'm sorry for the abruptness, but it would have been a crime for me to let such beauty be attacked like that." Nathan said with a smile, turning around. "Come out, you lascivious idiots that always hunt me." The mooks and monster showed themselves for a moment.
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Post by McKenzie Williams on Sept 4, 2012 22:24:53 GMT -5
Outfit"What...what is this?" she questioned, knowing the coins where there, but she didn't want to use them.
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Post by Nathan Stark on Sept 4, 2012 22:27:34 GMT -5
"They're something you don't want to be near right now." Nathan said. "I'll protect you...just keep it a secret, okay?" He asked, not waiting for an answer as he opened up his long coat, the Double Typhoon appearing, spinning, calling his armor, and then he winked at her shyly before putting on the helmet and faceguard, turning and jumping at the mooks.
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Post by McKenzie Williams on Sept 4, 2012 22:29:19 GMT -5
She watched him fight for a few moments before running, trying to get away from this.
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