It was surprising how awake and alert anda could be at 3am when anda were risking your life. Like when you're crouching on roof across from an abandoned warehouse. That was clearly not abandoned.
atau maybe, to the average citizen, the dark building appeared empty. Maybe Silver had spent too much time looking for the deseption beneath the blanket of innocence.
She laughed under her breath. Innocence. Was there really such a thing?
Her train of thought was derailed when she saw the flicker of a flame appear and disappear in a corner of shadows below. Silver brushed a finger over her Angel pendant for luck and, with a running start, leapt onto the roof of the "abandoned" warehouse.
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It didn't take long for Silver to find a paneless window close to the roof. She was able to drop silently onto the sill and balance there for a moment before moving to one of the beams that ran from one dinding to another. 30 feet off the ground.
The scent of burning tobacco reached Silver's nose halfway across the beam. Even this high up, it was strong enough to make her throat sting.
She inched another foot further across before slowing lowering to a crouch.
Far below, an array of lamps lit the dark with a yellowish glow. Crates along the walls were outlined and cast into the shadows. In the center of the room was a table. Cards, coins, and bills were strewn across its surface. Sitting around the meja, jadual were three men. It was hard to make out there faces from an ariel view. The clouds of smoke from the men's cigars didn't help much.
Silver could also make out the shape of bulky figures behind the men and at various intervals around the room. They stood at attention, perfectly still. Bodyguards.
The three men at the meja, jadual were playing a card game. A gambling game, Silver guessed from the various amount of money that kept getting added to the pile.
But aside from the game, they were also talking. It was only a dull murmer to her ears.
Silver sighed. These men may it may not be the con men and theives Blaze had described to her. But wether atau not these men were conning their fellow Gothamites, she was going to need evidence. And evidence meant a closer look.
atau maybe, to the average citizen, the dark building appeared empty. Maybe Silver had spent too much time looking for the deseption beneath the blanket of innocence.
She laughed under her breath. Innocence. Was there really such a thing?
Her train of thought was derailed when she saw the flicker of a flame appear and disappear in a corner of shadows below. Silver brushed a finger over her Angel pendant for luck and, with a running start, leapt onto the roof of the "abandoned" warehouse.
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It didn't take long for Silver to find a paneless window close to the roof. She was able to drop silently onto the sill and balance there for a moment before moving to one of the beams that ran from one dinding to another. 30 feet off the ground.
The scent of burning tobacco reached Silver's nose halfway across the beam. Even this high up, it was strong enough to make her throat sting.
She inched another foot further across before slowing lowering to a crouch.
Far below, an array of lamps lit the dark with a yellowish glow. Crates along the walls were outlined and cast into the shadows. In the center of the room was a table. Cards, coins, and bills were strewn across its surface. Sitting around the meja, jadual were three men. It was hard to make out there faces from an ariel view. The clouds of smoke from the men's cigars didn't help much.
Silver could also make out the shape of bulky figures behind the men and at various intervals around the room. They stood at attention, perfectly still. Bodyguards.
The three men at the meja, jadual were playing a card game. A gambling game, Silver guessed from the various amount of money that kept getting added to the pile.
But aside from the game, they were also talking. It was only a dull murmer to her ears.
Silver sighed. These men may it may not be the con men and theives Blaze had described to her. But wether atau not these men were conning their fellow Gothamites, she was going to need evidence. And evidence meant a closer look.
Gimmick costume
Name: Lara Nightingale
Occupation: Hero
Hero Name: Nightingale
Age: 16
Appearance: Dark-brown hair, green eyes, tall and slender
Powers: Has the power of flight, strength and longer stamina.
Abilities/Skills:
Knows jujitsu and is very good at evading enemies.
Hero costume: Purple crop bahagian, atas with long sleeves (With an "N" logo) Black pants, black boots, yellow utility belt, and a black cape with hood.
Civvies: Green crop top, three-quarter jean pants, white shoes, black baseball cap.
Weapons: None. She has her powers-she doesn't need weapons has her powers are strong enough.
Personality:
Sarcastic and is a friendly person.
Family: Her grandma is Talia Al Ghul and her parents were killed in a plane crash-so she's a orphan.
Story: Came from the future (52 yrs from time)
Occupation: Hero
Hero Name: Nightingale
Age: 16
Appearance: Dark-brown hair, green eyes, tall and slender
Powers: Has the power of flight, strength and longer stamina.
Abilities/Skills:
Knows jujitsu and is very good at evading enemies.
Hero costume: Purple crop bahagian, atas with long sleeves (With an "N" logo) Black pants, black boots, yellow utility belt, and a black cape with hood.
Civvies: Green crop top, three-quarter jean pants, white shoes, black baseball cap.
Weapons: None. She has her powers-she doesn't need weapons has her powers are strong enough.
Personality:
Sarcastic and is a friendly person.
Family: Her grandma is Talia Al Ghul and her parents were killed in a plane crash-so she's a orphan.
Story: Came from the future (52 yrs from time)
Kenzie freaks out when Robin tells her that she's going to go insane if she stays with Brennan for too much longer. She watches the fight begin as Brennan picks her up and tightens his grip on her. Screaming, she accidentally freezes time. She then asks for an explanation from Robin, who tells her Fin's real story and who Kenzie was. Kenzie gets really upset sejak this and time is unfrozen, but no one actually notices. Chelsea gets the upper hand and attacks everyone.
OOC: FINAL INSTALLMENT FRIDAY!!! 'bout damn time too...
OOC: FINAL INSTALLMENT FRIDAY!!! 'bout damn time too...
Trevor-day
Alias: unknown.
Age: 14 (would be 18 now)
Appearance: long blonde hair and brown eyes, hair usually worn in braid atau up (ponytail, bun)
Personality: she was stubborn and always thought she could do things on her own. she was Brave on the outside but was scared but never let anyone see it. She was never the one to smile so easily and be at ease. And she was never someone who Lost without a fight.
Powers/Abilities: she doesn't have any powers but combat and sword skills.
Weapons: a single sword.
Past: died in a break out gone wrong.
Others: she wasn't someone to let people into her life. But she cared if someone were sad atau upset.
A Goatrider
Caitlyn
