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11/16/2015 10:21:51 PM
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*A bright light flashed and Evalyne stood in front of her daughter protectivley, Aer's eyes began to go dark as well as her hair and marking on her cheeks, she began to cry black tears but small laughter came from her broken self
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  • Edited by VoluptuousWombat: 11/16/2015 11:04:31 PM
    John froze, suspended in time mid-leap. Small lights became to shimmer and grow brighter and brighter. Aer looks around, amazed. The lights grew so bright that Aer had to shelter her eyes with her slim arms. Suddenly, the room went dark. Aer awoke in a torn down mansion, broken and falling apart, yet no real light reached her. Instead, she was illuminated entirely by artifical lights. Bleary eyed and confused, she tried to move her arms, but realized they were strapped to the chair she was suspended on. Her feet would bound as well. A man from the club walked forward. "Looks like we have our self a little treat, boys." Another group of men rounded the corner, laughing raucously. "A little treat indeed!" A small man screeched, to be elbowed by a larger man. "Shut up, Tim." Aer soon realized that the first man was in fact the bouncer from the club. The bouncer walked forward, and stroked the bottom of her with his long scraggly fingernails again. Aer spat in his face. He recoiled from the attack, and attempted to strike her with the backside of his hand, but just before he could, a hole erupted in his skull. His eyes rolled back, and he spasmed, arc energy jumping between his limbs. He fell to the ground, dead. The band of men stepped back, afraid. Before them stood Storm. "I got you." He smiled at Aer. Aer smiled back, undoubtedly in love. The group soon recollected themselves and charged Storm. He braced himself, preparing for impact, but none came. "Wha?..." They were tethered against a wall, trying to pull away from each other. Echo stood there, still humming with void energy. He tilted his body, raised an eyebrow, and fired his finger guns, making a "Bam!" sound in the process. They flew away from each other with unprecedented speed, impacting the wall with tremendous forces. "Nailed it." He noticed the couple staring at him, astonished. He hid his finger guns, embarrassed. "Sorry about the mess." He flicked off a bit of eyeball that landed on his jacket. "Uh, you guys know where to find me, right?" With that, Echo summoned a void tornado, engulfing his body, then he was gone. All that was left was a little slip with a phone number on it. Storm chuckled. "Nice Echo." Storm then turned his attention to Aer. He uncut her, fingers brushing hers a little longer then they probably needed to. "Are you okay?" [spoiler]I won't be surprised if someone gets mad at me for using their character.[/spoiler]

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  • *Aer's eyes flashed with stars in them and then back to her normal eyes, her hair returned to its pearl white and her marks back to a solemn gold, she shook her hair out and looked at Storm* Y-yes Im fine...I guess *She braced, expecting something to hop out and claw her to shreds

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  • Edited by VoluptuousWombat: 11/16/2015 11:33:24 PM
    Storm paused there for a moment. Aer sighs and snaps her finger in front of his eyes. "What? Oh, yes, sorry. Your hair... It... Nevermind. Good. And don't worry about anything else attacking, I cleared the building before-" A tremendous roar shook the building. A huge hairy beast emerged through the corridor. It roared once more and prepared to attack, but it was turned to dust. And... Echo was standing there, hand on his hip and holding a peculiar form of a fatebringer in the other. "Jesus Storm, I thought you said you cleared it?" "I did." "Then how do you explain that?" Echo gestured to the pile of ashes. Before Storm could respond, Aer intervened. "It's really not important right now. What is important, is escaping." "You're right, as always, Aer." Storm said. Echo shot him a dirty look, and Storm replied with a shrug. Some sort of mutual communication, likely. Aer blushed deeply, and Storm smiled in response. They didn't look away for a solid minute. "Alright love birds, clear it up." Storm sent Echo a message via arc energy sent telepathically through the air. [i]Jealous much?[/i] Echo ignored that message, mostly. He did blush a little in the process. "Are we moving or what?" Echo said, hurried.

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  • *Aer's eyes flashed with stars in them and then back to her normal eyes, her hair returned to its pearl white and her marks back to a solemn gold, she shook her hair out and looked at Storm* Y-yes Im fine...I guess *She braced, expecting something to hop out and claw her to shreds

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  • I'm enjoying this. Also, the club is invaded by the illuminaughtery and sanic hedgehog.

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  • Luv

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  • Then out of the blue they all hear the distinctive beats to Still B.L.U.E. By Master Rahool. They all walk outside the club and stare in awe as two sparrows pull up. The first one was ridden by Smoggy Pluto on a pure gold sparrow with a licensee plate that said XYLR. The next sparrow was a 64 tumbler that bounced and cruised at ultra low speeds. Randal the Vandal was riding that one. "Who the hell are these wack-jobs?" Remarked Aerile.

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