#cyborgwolf

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RULES Bold the ones that apply to your character Italicize ones that sort of apply And tag some people.

Closed RP || @cyborg-wolf

Genosha. 

A safe haven for mutants to thrive and live without persecution. Its borders and those within it were well protected from the sins of the outside world. Rare was it that those born outside its walls could gain entry, even more rare for someone to leave. The one exception to this rule was its prince who had taken it upon himself to try and spread positivity for those under his family’s rule. 

A set of grey eyes rested on him from across the street as he was escorted about. It was a shame, she thought, that one mutant-kinds only spokesman would soon vanish from the face of the earth. The cigarette in her lips was carelessly discarded to the ground before a piece of gum was slid between her teeth, masking the horrid habit she’d had for far too long.

Hours passed before she entered the extravagant venue. The invitation she had provided had gone easily unquestioned, allowing her free reign to get close to the man she sought. It didn’t take long to find him encircled by an entourage, some come to argue, others come to admire. 

Gemina was neither of those things. 

@cyborg-wolf

Honestly Wanda still wasn’t sure of this idea, rooting around in someone’s brain. Even if this time it was with permission, there was still so much that could go wrong. The woman was scared what might happen if she lost control of her powers. But the others believed in her so much it was impossible to say no.

This was it. This was the night she was going to KICK ASS and deliver Darrrrrk Vengeance on a silver platter! Babs would be proud of her! She leapt off the roof and onto the other and landed easily. Hell yeah, this was awesome! 

Charlie had recently discovered jumping from roof to roof was a lot more fun than bouncing every which way. She wondered if she could get a grapple hook eventually, even if she didn’t really need it. She jumped another roof skidded to a stop at the edge. She was being given a chance, wasn’t she? She was being given a chance to prove herself and given a chance to live this life. 

Babs understood- at least, Charlie thought she understood. And Charlie was grateful for it. Her grin never slid off her face as she skimmed the alleyways that she could see- oh? Was that a figure walking down below. Oooooooh suspicious! Who was it?! A criminal?! A gangster?! A mob member?! A hooligan?! 

“HEY NOW!” Misift has a bit of an inside voice problem. “You better hold it before I deliver dARRRRREK VENGEANCE to your fa-” she bounced down, right in front of the figure, fists in the air. She was ready to kick ass- wait a second. That just  looked like a person.

[ I'm in love with your voice ok? ]

Whether he was home or at the Avengers compound the roof had always been a sort of escape for Clint. Most of the team avoided the height or didn’t find it all to compelling but the archer felt comfortable with heights, liked seeing everything that was coming his direction.

He hadn’t expected to ‘found out,’ not in his current state so when he hears the roof door open he tries to pull himself together, to push the memories back into the void.