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Keegan adored these simulations. Right now? They were the only things that kept him from getting to bored. Keegan looked up as he heard someone warn them that something was incoming in eighty miles. Keegan blinked as he heard the other manâs question before thinking thoughtfully for a moment.Â
âI can set up a trap made out of blood.â Keegan offered. âI could make a small line of blood and when they come across it, I could manipulate the blood to coil around them like a snake.â Keegan suggested. Personally, he thought itâd be easier if he speared them instead of coiling themâŚBut he knew that these goody-goody two shoes probably would object ot that.
He had seen what Keegan could do and what otherâs thought about his powers - but he knew that powers shouldnât be judged upon their nature, but how the person wielding them used them: whether for good or bad. He looked at the male waiting for him to reply. He loved seeing the variety of answers in the proteges, even some of the mentors.Â
He nodded at the other and looked at him. âHmm. Thatâs good.â He looked back towards the way where the things were coming from. âBut see how structured those ships are. They arenât holding humans with guns. Or supers. Those are most likely robots. And they are most likely geared to kill us.â Storm looked at the other. âSo, ultimately, when you are in a situation like this... the objective is hold them back for as long as you can... if not... kill or be killed.â His voice was tough. â30 miles in boundâ the watcher shouted. âDamn. Iâll slow them down. Take them out.â He looked at the other. âBut donât lose yourself.â His body rose to the sky and strong winds picked up in the blink of an eye.














