#countingxcards

Damian had been chasing after the meta known as Jinx, abilities classified as probability manipulation that was not in favor of those around him. The field notes had noted that he could cause equipment and utilities to go awry, and to take extreme caution when approaching. Damian, had for lack of a better explanation, totally ignored these notes and attempted to go after the meta while on patrol. But when he’d gotten 20 or so feet away his utility belt suddenly went on the fritz. A grappling hook shooting upwards latching onto a nearby fire escape pulling the boy up. Flailing to grab hold of his sword to cut the wire he was suddenly pulled in several different directions as he was spun this way and that until finally he landed on the ground tangled in his own wires. Hands trapped behind his back, legs tied up and spread wide forcing his ass to be placed on display stuck in what could only be described as a child’s pose. He swore underneath his breathe before he heard the footsteps of someone nearby, this was going to be so embarrassing… “Who’s there?”