I had too much fun with this! Just so you know, when she gets to a certain level of excitement, Cat will shout things in random languages, even gibberish.
A little black kitten wandered into the lounge room. It hopped up on the sofa and curled into a little fluffy ball on someone's lap. Blade looked down at the little ball of fur in her lap. Blade Howard was not one to be soft. But the sight of the cat melted her. She picked it up and looked into it's purple gaze.
“Hey little kitty! Aren't you adorable?!”
The cat let out a soft “mew” and started to purr. Blade cuddled it, stroking the soft fur. Scott entered the room.
“What'cha got their Blade?”
“Something you can't have!”
He gave her a funny look before his gaze was directed to the thing in her arms. A knowing smirk lit his face and he walked into the kitchen. Blade followed, still holding the kitten.
“Why do you have that smirk on your face?”
Scott ignored her and got out supplies for baking. Blade glared at him until the little kitten pawed her arm and licked her hand. She smiled down at it and stroked it again. The purring started and Blade looked back to Scott.
“Are you a jealous kitty?”
He scoffed at her question, mixing ingredients.
“That a yes?”
He didn't answer and placed things on a cookie sheet.
“That's a yes.”
He slid the sheet into the oven and walked into the living room area. Blade followed once more. The kitten kept getting Blade's attention.
“Why you jealous Scotty?”
He opened a magazine and flipped through it.
“Is it because Cat hasn't been around?”
He skimmed a few articles before looking at he recepies.
“Do you miss your kitty?” she teased.
It didn't seem long before the timer on the oven went off. Scott walked back to the kitchen, Blade following. The smell of chocolate chip cookies filled the air. The cat leapt out of Blade's arms and onto the floor. A few seconds later, Cat was hugging Scott tightly, a cookie in each hand.
“I love you Relampaco Blanco!!!”
Scott smiled and Blade blinked.
“What?”
“ Relampaco Blanco is Spanish for White Lightning,” Scott explained.
“No I mean...what just happened?”
“Easy. You just got scammed.”
A little black kitten wandered into the lounge room. It hopped up on the sofa and curled into a little fluffy ball on someone's lap. Blade looked down at the little ball of fur in her lap. Blade Howard was not one to be soft. But the sight of the cat melted her. She picked it up and looked into it's purple gaze.
“Hey little kitty! Aren't you adorable?!”
The cat let out a soft “mew” and started to purr. Blade cuddled it, stroking the soft fur. Scott entered the room.
“What'cha got their Blade?”
“Something you can't have!”
He gave her a funny look before his gaze was directed to the thing in her arms. A knowing smirk lit his face and he walked into the kitchen. Blade followed, still holding the kitten.
“Why do you have that smirk on your face?”
Scott ignored her and got out supplies for baking. Blade glared at him until the little kitten pawed her arm and licked her hand. She smiled down at it and stroked it again. The purring started and Blade looked back to Scott.
“Are you a jealous kitty?”
He scoffed at her question, mixing ingredients.
“That a yes?”
He didn't answer and placed things on a cookie sheet.
“That's a yes.”
He slid the sheet into the oven and walked into the living room area. Blade followed once more. The kitten kept getting Blade's attention.
“Why you jealous Scotty?”
He opened a magazine and flipped through it.
“Is it because Cat hasn't been around?”
He skimmed a few articles before looking at he recepies.
“Do you miss your kitty?” she teased.
It didn't seem long before the timer on the oven went off. Scott walked back to the kitchen, Blade following. The smell of chocolate chip cookies filled the air. The cat leapt out of Blade's arms and onto the floor. A few seconds later, Cat was hugging Scott tightly, a cookie in each hand.
“I love you Relampaco Blanco!!!”
Scott smiled and Blade blinked.
“What?”
“ Relampaco Blanco is Spanish for White Lightning,” Scott explained.
“No I mean...what just happened?”
“Easy. You just got scammed.”
Trying to explain to Skylar why and what she wont say, and why the past may not matter, and why life sucks
Life Is a Sin : by Dox Eternal (ask me who that is okay, if u dont know)
Why is it a sin?
Does it really matter where i've been?
Life can take us on journeys
that no one else would understand.
If life is a sin,
Why don't we just stop livin'?
For us life may not be true,
life throws us fire and we wont know what to do.
Love is part of life,
But living is sin,
It makes no sense anymore,
we will never win.
Love is lie, that we just keep on livin'
becasue life is a sin,
i will never understand,
Even though i aint perfect,
I am emotional,
But you wouldn't understand
i am some one else,
B/c i'm not really who u tihnk i am,
iam, iam.
Because life is a sin,
i will never fit in,
I know,
Love is life, but life aint good for you,
life is a sin,
and i will never know what to do, for you.
Life Is a Sin : by Dox Eternal (ask me who that is okay, if u dont know)
Why is it a sin?
Does it really matter where i've been?
Life can take us on journeys
that no one else would understand.
If life is a sin,
Why don't we just stop livin'?
For us life may not be true,
life throws us fire and we wont know what to do.
Love is part of life,
But living is sin,
It makes no sense anymore,
we will never win.
Love is lie, that we just keep on livin'
becasue life is a sin,
i will never understand,
Even though i aint perfect,
I am emotional,
But you wouldn't understand
i am some one else,
B/c i'm not really who u tihnk i am,
iam, iam.
Because life is a sin,
i will never fit in,
I know,
Love is life, but life aint good for you,
life is a sin,
and i will never know what to do, for you.
Costume
As Orion (Art by: ~NickLeerie on DeviantART)
Lana
Alias: Arwin
Age: 16
Occupation/Alliance: Hero
Appearance: Long black hair, orange eyes, 5' 5"
Powers/skills/weapons: powers over the element earth, martial arts, and her family heir loom (a magic staff)
Personality: Withdrawn, optimistic, kind, brave, courageous, shy, cynical, hard-working, loyal
History: After being given into the care of her grandparents without warning Lana's parents mysteriously went missing. Lana discovered their family heir loom when she went looking for her parents a year later. She took the heir loom into her possesion after reading a note left with the heir loom by her parents. When she was fifteen she left her grandparents to train her powers. After training for three years and discovering many things Lana returned to her grandparent's house to find them gone. From that point on Lana decided that secrets only killed people rather than kept the safe.
Arwin's staff
Alias: unknown.
Age: 15 ( would be 19 now)
Status: deceased
Appearance: black hair, green eyes, 5'10, glasses.
Personality: he is very very smart and often thinks things through the logical way before actually doing it. He was often the one to speak his mind and opinion and prove that he was always right with his theories.
Powers/Abilities: he was truly someone with a brilliant mind, could hack systems, and develop inventions of his own that his team used. He had great combat skills with spears. His brain is his power.
Past: he was killed in a break out with his team.
Others: The teleport smoke bombs BloodMist uses were his invention and he taught him how to make them. Most of the adjustments in Mistys suit were Logan's invention (ex. the suction on his hands a feet so he can run on the sides of buildings, the wrist grappling hooks)
