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 Posted: Thu Sep 05, 2013 2:08 am
New Boulevard
The Boulevard was once once a long stretch of road that housed the most and greatest shopping and dining in all of Coast City. The New Boulevard delivers all of that and more. With more shops and restaurants than the original and an even more pleasing aesthetic, New Boulevard is the jewel of Coast City and there is pretty much nothing you cannot find on it.
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Posted: Sun Sep 22, 2013 9:18 pm
Green Arrow "Heads up, you're about to be a pincushion" 
Alias: Jonathan Price
Status: Healthy
Thoughts: Another evening on the block. New Boulevard. The jewel of Coast City. After the original was destroyed along with the rest of Coast City, it has been rebuilt to be much better than the previous version. And this is where Jonathan's first rounds go. Being that it is nearing night, this place would be bustling with activity, with couples going out to dinner, last minute shopping before heading home, and late day workers who are just now being relieved and are heading home to their families. If he was a criminal and wanted to steal something, this would be the place Jonathan would strike. Right now, he was on the rooftops of an Italian restaurant, a hand on his high tech sunglasses as he switches the glasses vision mode to night. The sun was setting, and Jonathan was sure this store was going to be hit. He had scoped out the place before and everytime, there was the same two men outside, looking rather suspicious. Either they were just plain out creepy, or they want what was in the store.
Come on you two. Make a move, any move. I'll be waiting.
He said to himself, pressing a button on his bow to cycle through the various arrows he had at his disposal. He was going for nonlethal, so standard arrowheads were out. It was tazer, foam cement, net, and bola arrows this time, with a couple of zipline arrows for entrances. He did have a stock of standard broadhead arrows in case things go south and he had to kill. But he highly doubted it. Right now, it was a case of watching and waiting.
But something else popped through his head, a message of some kind. Which was odd because he wasn't thinking of it at all.
Can we meet? I think we are alike.
Shaking the thought off, Jonathan kept his eyes on his quarries and waited to strike when they made a move.
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Posted: Sun Sep 22, 2013 9:51 pm
 ABDI'KARIM GHEDI Martian Manhunter "I'm not my predecessor..."The invisible and intangible form of Abdi eventually made it to the boulevard, seeing the well-hidden form of this "Green Arrow" as he stood up, watching two rather shady looking men. Sending out another message, he shifted to his normal form behind a phone booth, walking out and going to a chocolate store in the boulevard, buying a cheap but satisfying bar of Hershey's. "Look at the chocolate store. Large African male, eating chocolate. I'm waving to you." He said through their psychic link, indeed waving at him. "I know what you're up to, Green Arrow. Continue on, I'm simply watching.""If you get in my way, I'll simply kill you." Groganofthewasteland Sorry for the super short post, I have to get going. I'll respond tomorrow!
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Posted: Sun Sep 22, 2013 11:15 pm
Green Arrow "Heads up, you're about to be a pincushion"
Alias: Jonathan Price
Status: Healthy
Thoughts: What in the-? Huh, what do you know, there is a big African American man waving at me. There is is again, another messgae sent straight through his brain without him thinking about it. Figuring to humor the message, he turned his head towards where he was told this man was located and to his surprise, there he was, waving at him while munching on a Hershey Bar. Now this was getting freaky.
Okay, Mr. T over there is a bit weird. Saying that he won't interfere and he'll just watch me work. Okay, the guy may be bigger than Micheal Clark Duncan, but those guys have guns. What in the world is he?
Again, shaking the nagging thought of figuring out this man's identity, Jonathan kept his eyes on the shady guys in front of the jewelry store. And he just noticed that they were about to make their move. Quickly retrieving a zip line arrow, Jonathan stuck the butt spike into the building and pressed a button, pulling the corded arrow and nocking it before aiming his bow through the doorway the two guys left open. After a few moments, he heard a woman screaming for help and smiled, "Now."
He backed up a few steps and ran, jumping off the roof and letting the arrow fly. The arrow hit the wall inside the store and Jonathan used his bow as a way to travel down the line. The two would be robbers, if they weren't looking because of a green arrow flying into the wall, they would once they heard Jonathan sing, or more like hum, what vaguely sounded like Green Arrow's theme song, "Dah dah dah dah, dah da da da" just as he let go of the line and slid on the ground, another arrow already ready.
He stopped sliding and fired right at the first target he can find, which turned out to be one of Queen's staples: the infamous boxing glove arrow, which inflated not 5 feet from his face and knocked him out cold, "T.K.O. for Green Arrow" he said to himself, just as he noticed the other guy was running out of the store, desperate to escape.
"Oh no no no, you're not going anywhere," and to answer that, he let loose another arrow aimed at the man's feet, which exploded into a rapidly spinning bola, wrapping around his legs and forcing him on the ground. After that, he looked towards the young woman who was just about to get robbed by these thugs and smiled, "You might want to phone the police."
The young man attempted to pull his legs free of the bola's wrapped around them, but the Green Arrow wasn't allowing that. A foot planted on his chest and an arrow two feet away from his head forced him to be complacent, "Lay back, relax, this will all be over in a few minutes."
(Few minutes later)
"You again?" said one of the cops at the scene, the same one that was at the racketeering operation The Green Arrow was last seen stopping, "I take it you just happened to be here when this occured?"
"Actually, those guys have been staking out the place for days. I can surmise that they only attacked the store when that pretty lady was tending to it," Jonathan answered, pointing to the woman that was in the store, who was also being questioned, "The other employee working the night shift was a large buff man that looked like he wouldn't take any bullshit. If they had attacked yesterday, you would of needed bodybags and I wouldn't of been here."
"I see. Well as much as I am still uneasy about you, you did help catch them. They've been robbing stores for weeks. Now they'll be spending time in a cold cell."
"It's my pleasure to help," answered Jonathan. He stuck around until the police were done hauling them away. After waving goodbye to the Jewelry store woman, and retrieving his arrows, which included retracting the zip line he made his entrance on, Jonathan walked away from the store and passed Abdi, giving him a simple look and a hand gesture towards an alleyway. Once they both were there, Jonathan turned to Abdi, and despite the fact the guy was much larger than him, he did not back down.
"Alright, you have a lot of explaining to do, Mr. T. First of all, I know there are humans out there in the world who can communicate with their minds. But receiving message from half a city away? That takes real skill. Second, you didn't even introduce yourself before you rotorooted through my head. A lot of us humans like our private space. Never know what porn you'd find in there. And third, you just happened to be here when I was stopping a robbery. Which I find quite odd. Might be a coincidence, but I doubt it. And fourth," Jonathan stopped for a moment before really taking a look at Abdi, "You look a lot like a teacher I met in the halls of UCCC."
Alot can be said from Jonathan's tirade. He's hotblooded, passionate, and surprisingly analytical. He is also not afraid of someone pushing 7' feet tall and is about as wide as any NFL linebacker he's seen on TV.
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Posted: Mon Sep 23, 2013 4:35 pm
ABDI'KARIM GHEDI Martian Manhunter "I'm not my predecessor..."
Abdi simply sat, watching. The kid was sharp, obviously having picked out potential criminals just from looking for them in a crowd. What was even more impressive was his patience. Abdi knew coworkers who were twice this kid's age, and didn't have nearly as much patience as he did. Stretching his back, the enormous man watched the scene unfold, whistling in appreciation as this "Green Arrow" made his rather flashy entrance, speeding in on a zipline by using his bow as the handhold. What aim he had! Abdi was extremely impressed, and he knew that even with years of training he could never make shots like that. He chuckled as the kid began to hum a little tune as he slid down, his laughter stopping in awe as the Green Arrow made yet another skillful shot, a boxing glove of all things popping out and dispatching the robber.
Ah, finally, the boy was ready to speak to him. Abdi stood, throwing away his wrapper and following respectfully after the vigilante. It would have been a comical sight for anyone to see, a man almost 7' in height, following meekly after a 20-something in a bright green jumpsuit. When they stopped in the alleyway, Abdi simply stood, hearing the kid out. He definitely didn't seem scared. He wasn't cocky by any means, but he wasn't holding back with the accusations either. When his rant was over, Abdi pulled back his hood, showing his face clearly to the young man. "Well, I think I can answer most of your questions. First of all, you can call me Abdi. Going through your mind, I recognized you as Jonathan Prince. However, in respect towards your identity, I shall refer to you solely as Green Arrow, and I would hope you simply call me... Martian Manhunter. Or, at least the current Martian Manhunter, as J'onn is no longer with the universe. As evidenced by my name, I am a Martian, which explains my mental communication. While I generally don't like explaining my abilities, I will warn you now. You could be on the other side of the planet, and I would have only minimal trouble linking Earth's collective consciousness to find you. My powers of telepathy extend far beyond finding you a few blocks away. While I apologize for intruding on your mind, and I definitely agree that your species enjoys a variety of strange erotica, I only did so to find you and speak with you. You seem to be rather good at your job, and I'd hate to see an amateur mistake hurt you in the long run. Finally, indeed we have met. You took an anthropology course, your junior year? You may know me as Professor Ghedi."
Abdi contemplated shifting to show his true form. It would be risky, for sure, and he didn't know this kid. However, the perfunctory psychic glance he had taken at him had shown that he was a dependable, strong-willed, and good of heart. At the very worst, it would spook him for a few days. "I haven't done this in front of an audience in many, many years, so please bear with me." As the moments stretched on, Abdi's body began to shift, becoming leaner, and about an inch or so taller, his skin turning a vibrant green, his entire body changing, his bones shifting and elongating, becoming a strange form that would seem akin only to J'onn J'onzz, a fellow Martian.
"This is the closest to my true appearance that you will see."
"If you get in my way, I'll simply kill you."
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Posted: Mon Sep 23, 2013 5:20 pm
Green Arrow "Heads up, you're about to be a pincushion"
Alias: Jonathan Price
Status: Healthy
Thoughts: Okay, big scary African American male turns into a big, weird looking, green skinned Martian. Now I have seen everythingWell this evening got interesting. Abdi didn't even flinch as Jonathan basically gave him a rant about how he thinks he isn't who he looks like, only to calmly answer the questions he asked. With each answer, Abdi will notice that although his sunglasses are hiding his eyes, the younger man was more and more dumbfounded by the word. His name was Abdi, he knew his name, although Jonathan had to correct him on one point, interrupting for a brief second, "Price. Not Prince. Price," he then let Abdi continue. Then the kicker: he wasn't even human. He was in fact the Martian that took over for another one, known to the public as Martian Manhunter. That guys name was J'onn J'onnz.
So that's how he does the mental communication. At least he apologized for it, so he's a benevolent alien and not a harbinger of doom. That makes things a bit easier, though I still won't be having any Mojitos before going to bed tonight.
The fact that Abdi could communicate with him even if Jonathan was in Austrailia scares him a bit. Though it may have it's purposes later. Though Abdi's next revelation will make Jonathan skip mojitos for the next couple days. For the big, scary African American male turned into a green, scarier, alien. Jonathan literally took a step back before looking towards the Boulevard streets, then back at Abdi.
"Okay, now I feel like I just stepped into an episode of the Twilight Zone," Jonathan answered, though he doubted Abdi would have a clue that Jonathan was meaning an old TV series in which every episode had a shocking twist. Shaking his head to try to make sense of it all, Jonathan ducked his head, giving himself a few seconds to catch his breath and try to get his wits together.
"Alright, from what you are telling me, Professor Ghedi- I mean Martian Manhunter, the man I thought to be my anthropology teacher is in fact an Alien from Mars, like your predecessor, J'onn J'onnz. And you wanted to meet me because we are both heroes and you don't want an amateur mistake to hurt me. If you had not stripped off your disguise and proved you were indeed an alien, I would of thought you were insane. You might want to shift back though, your human disguise is less scary than your Martian one. Not to me at least, but other people will freak and think the War of the Worlds has come."
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Posted: Mon Sep 23, 2013 5:32 pm
ABDI'KARIM GHEDI Martian Manhunter "I'm not my predecessor..."
Abdi chuckled at his fellow superhero's comments, shifting quickly back into his more human, albeit no less frightening form. "I apologize for the name, I simply swept through your mind, I didn't want to intrude so my scan was very short. In comparison, instead of analyzing your mind, I simply skimmed over it, looking at key words." Cracking his neck wistfully, Abdi began to stretch out his back as well, relieving the pain of shifting suddenly. "Sorry for this, whenever I change forms and back in rapid succession, I'm very uncomfortable in my body for a few moments. This ought to take no less than a minute." Abdi began to stretch vigorously, popping his back and swinging his enormously thick arms and legs around until he was comfortable, sighing contentedly. "That would be correct," he said, basically summing up what the younger man had said. "I find it more than a tad bit fortunate that we two are in the same city, no? What you cannot handle, I can take care of, and what I cannot handle, you can take care of. I think we'll be good partners, you and I. Of course, that is if you take up my offer of working together. If not, I completely understand, and I'll make sure to not get in your way." The large Martian stepped out of the alleyway, motioning for the Green Arrow to do the same. When they were back in the open, he sat down, pulling another chocolate bar out of his bag, munching on it quietly.This man had great potential, even among a race that had great potential. Theirs was a bright path, full of optimism and snippets of the glories they could build. His, on the other hand, was a lonely one, Abdi being doomed to walk alone among the physically unimposing, but frighteningly tenacious humans of Earth. Regardless of Jonathan's answer, and Abdi was far too respectful to read his mind to figure it out, he would still fight crime, and help this fledgling planet.
"If you get in my way, I'll simply kill you."
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Posted: Mon Sep 23, 2013 6:42 pm
Green Arrow "Heads up, you're about to be a pincushion"
Alias: Jonathan Price
Status: Healthy
Thoughts: An Alliance? Do I perhaps sense the start of the new Justice League?Well at least Abdi is not offended by Jonathan asking to turn back into his normal form, and so far, he's proving to be extremely friendly and kind, infectiously so. Jonathan was beginning to like the guy despite the racial differences. They began to walk together on the street and sat with the large man as he munched on a chocolate bar. Jonathan smirked, guess the guy loves his chocolate. He listened to his offer of he and Jonathan working together and in his mind, he was mulling over the possible scenarios of their teamwork. Abdi was tens of thousands of times stronger physically and had a similar powerset as a Kryptonian. On top of that, they were powerful telepaths, as Abdi demonstrated. Jonathan, in comparison, was a self made multi billionaire with a powerful bow and trick arrows, not to mention martial arts training and acrobatic agility. Despite their difference in ability, there were positives to a possible alliance.
"Interesting," Jonathan said at first, "Another hero would probably be thinking, 'What can I do that a Martian can't do better?'. But I can understand what you are getting at. You can change form right? If that's the case you can literally get into places I can't do, even with the skills I honed from intense training. But I use a bow, and I am a damn good shot with it, something you haven't taken time to train with. Did you know I once pierced a drop of water before it left a faucet? During a tournament? Anyways, you and I could work pretty effectively, whether at street level or handling a much bigger threat. I think us working together could be in our best interests."
Jonathan then smiled as he looked towards Abdi's bag, "Got anymore chocolate?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 23, 2013 6:56 pm
ABDI'KARIM GHEDI Martian Manhunter "I'm not my predecessor..."
The enormous man laughed heartily, reaching into his bag and tossing the young man a chocolate bar. "On top of all of that, I always have chocolate on me," he said jokingly, realizing with a sheepish grin that it was pretty accurate. Ever since he had come here, he had grown to love chocolate, and seemed to always have some form of chocolate on him. "That's quite interesting, that water drop shot. Back in my, er... Back in the old days, I knew a man with a bow. Well, he wasn't a man, but he was male. Anyways, this male was just as good a shot as you, but his arrows were actually serpents. He would fire them on his enemies, and the serpents would bite and kill their opponent. He was a fearsome opponent." As they walked together, Abdi began to get much more comfortable with the human. While he was definitely weaker physically, and didn't have the same abilities as a Martian, Jonathan was both very talented in his craft, far more so than Abdi could ever be, and very rich. "I'm glad you said so, Jonathan. I don't exactly have the same gastrointestinal system as you humans do, but I have a bit of a gut feeling that this alliance will be quite useful. In case you ever need help, here's a protected number, I have it on me at all times." In truth, Abdi had literally modified his body to hold a tiny hollow slot, deep inside his chest, where the phone was located. A quick flex of the pectoral muscles would answer it, and he would be there within minutes. "I'll be going on a routine patrol through the city. Stay safe, human." With that comment, Abdi turned intangible, literally passing through Jonathan as he sped back to his home, taking up a vigil by his powerful computer, equipped with its cameras, and more importantly, with Jonathan, who could see things he couldn't.
"If you get in my way, I'll simply kill you." [[EXIT]]
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Posted: Mon Sep 23, 2013 7:31 pm
Green Arrow "Heads up, you're about to be a pincushion"
Alias: Jonathan Price
Status: Healthy
Thoughts: An Alliance? Do I perhaps sense the start of the new Justice League?And he has a sense of humor. Jonathan smiled as he took the chocolate from the new Manhunter and his number, though it was a protected number, similar to Jonathan's own phone when he's the Green Arrow. As he literally witnessed the large African American man become like a ghost and pass through him, Jonathan felt a slight chill in his spine. That was kinda spooky to him and it took him some time to adjust to the fact he just had an alien pass through his body. Afterwards, the young hero looked towards another alley and took off in a run, leaping up to grab onto the railing of a nearby ladder and swinging himself so he would begin to climb it. He was going to reclaim the rooftops and give the Boulevard one last look over before he would go to another part of the city. As if to accentuate this point, he switched his sunglasses vision modes, as the lens transitioned to normal vision, effectively making it look like Jonathan was wearing glasses instead of shades. It was quite similar to the Transition lenses other people wear, except much more sophisticated.
Abdi was right though, Jonathan had a special set of skills that Abdi doesn't have. Though the Martian has better vision than Jonathan does, he doesn't have the ability to read body language in the same way that Jonathan or other vigilante's with no special powers do. It comes from years of training and observation, though the Martian can make it easier by letting Jonathan know if someone has thoughts of trying to do something bad.
And so there he was, once again on a rooftop, looking over his hometown of Coast City. A green clad defender of the streets, with bow in hand. The one and only Green Arrow.
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Posted: Thu Sep 26, 2013 12:07 am
 gaia_angelleft ~ Queen Arturia ~ gaia_angelright
Evie Sinclair Fierce as a lion....Queen Arturia, also known as Evie Sinclair, cautiously came out into a nearby alley through the side door of a shop. Just moments ago, she had been in her "base" with the spirits of her ancestor, King Arthur, and his knights, discussing what her first official move in the United States should be. Up until this point, she had been taking care of crime exclusively in the British Isles, but the knights, Galahad and Percival especially, had believed that it was time for the whole world to know that King Arthur's legend was continuing, that the prophecy had been fulfilled, albeit in an unusual way. And also to show those cocky Americans that the British are just as tough as they are. As she entered the dark alley, Evie looked around. No visible sign of trouble... but she did hear some. From the direction of the street, behind a particularly large dumpster, came a multitude of male voices, mainly whispering about the "cosplayer" and how that sword was "totally fake", and that she would probably be easy to subdue. Whatever plans they had after that, she didn't want to know, so she tuned their voices out for the most part as she made her way further into the alley, turning a corner. She wasn't exactly luring them, since it sounded like there were more than a few of the shady men, but if they did try to pursue her, she wouldn't turn down a fight. Oh, lovely. A dead end. She turned around just as the men appeared from around the corner, all with dangerous smirks, and most of them with weapons. No guns, thankfully, just baseball bats and knives. Still, they had the numbers, the odds being eleven to one. Her eyes narrowed as what seemed to be the leader stepped towards her, her hand instinctively moving to grip Excalibur's hilt. "Well, well, well. Lookie what we got here, boys. A pretty little damsel playin' dress-up. Some of those items look awful heavy; what say we relieve her of the burden?" he said, thumping the bat in his hand against his palm threateningly as he continued to advance. However, he suddenly halted at seeing the dangerous gleam in Evie's eye. Her clear, accented voice rang like a bell through the alleyway, her tone calm and cool. "It isn't polite to attack a woman." Faster than a flash of lightning, she drew Excalibur from its sheath and used the flat of the blade to knock the bat from the man's hands, then moving to a basic position. "And it certainly isn't wise to attack one who is armed." That was right about when the other men decided to attack. Evie was careful not to hurt them too badly, using only the flat of her blade to knock their weapons away and give her assailants a solid whack on the head, just enough to knock them unconscious for a good while. They weren't very skilled fighters, other than the last two she was fighting now. Unlike the others, they knew how to look for openings and attack accordingly, rather than just swinging and slashing, hoping to land a lucky hit. She was too busy dealing with them to notice the leader sneaking up behind her with his bat. By the time she realized he was there, it was too late. The bat made solid contact with her skull, hard enough to knock any normal person out for hours. Thankfully, she was much tougher than most, allowing her to stay conscious, even if just barely. She fell to the ground in a dazed heap, her vision darkening for a brief moment as her armor almost seemed to flicker slightly. She felt Excalibur being wrestled from her grip as she was slammed against the wall, knowing that she was in some deep trouble now.... ....and free as the wind. Out of Cake: Whew, how's that for a first post? AND THEN I ******** UP THE CODING AND HAD TO FIX IT LIKE THREE TIMES. GOD DAMMIT.
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Posted: Thu Sep 26, 2013 6:57 am
Green Arrow "Heads up, you're about to be a pincushion"
Alias: Jonathan Price
Status: Healthy
Thoughts: What was that? Do I hear trouble? Good thing I haven't left here yetJonathan's ears picked up what he thought was a scuffle in the Boulevard. It was a good thing too, as he was about ready to leave to go to another part of the city. He may not have superhuman hearing like many, but his hard training abroad included being blindfolded and attempting to find your way around a forest. Of course, he automatically turned to the direction of the sounds and started moving quick, leaping across rooftops and changing vision modes on his glasses to nightvision, couteracting the fast approaching darkness.
The sounds were getting louder, he could tell that there was definitely a fight and it seemed to be winding down. He stopped just in time to watch two men out of what he could count as eleven advancing towards what Jonathan thought was a cosplayer coming from an anime convention. After all, why else would she look like a Knight of the Round Table? Whatever the issue, there was a life in danger and he had to act immediately. Otherwise they'll do things to her that he just couldn't stand to see done. Nocking a tazer arrow, he looked towards the thugs and shouted to them.
"Hello boys, you know that is not the right way to treat a lady," said Jonathan as he flipped off the rooftop and landed in between Arturia and her attackers, drawing back his bow, "You two haven't even been on a date yet."
He then release the arrow straight at the most dangerous looking man, the one that wrested away the ladies' sword. The arrow hit its mark and 200,000 volts of electricity were shot straight into him, knocking him out cold. He then nocked another arrow and aimed at the second thug, "Drop. The. Bat," he said, the tone of voice being deadly serious. He can tolerate many things, but he disliked people who harmed women, especially criminals. He won't kill, but how would they now when they're staring down the arrow aimed at their head. The thug dropped the bat as Jonathan smirked, "Now, run on home and don't return."
After he ran, Jonathan picked up the sword that was dropped, then went to Arturia and kneeled, "Are you alright?" he asked, giving her the blade before he smiled warmly.
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Posted: Thu Sep 26, 2013 4:28 pm
gaia_angelleft ~ Queen Arturia ~ gaia_angelright
Evie Sinclair Fierce as a lion....Arturia wasn't entirely sure what had just happened. One moment, she was pinned to the brick wall, and the next, she was back on the ground, with one of her assailants running away, and a strange young male wearing a hooded green outfit with sunglasses kneeling over her as he placed Excalibur back into her hands. It was clear that he was a fellow vigilante. She managed to catch his question through her mental fog, but it would take her some time to put together a reply. She'd been hit pretty hard, so it was nearly impossible to think clearly, and quite possible that she'd gotten a mild concussion. Dizzy? Check. Can't think straight? Check. Headache? Oh, most definitely. "W-well, I'll live... But I may have a mild concussion...." Arturia sighed as she weakly pushed herself up into a sitting position, carefully returning Excalibur to its sheath. She hadn't been in the United States for more than ten minutes, and had already needed assistance from another hero, against mere muggers, no less. She was a real disgrace if she couldn't even handle something as simple as that. Then again, they'd had the numbers. Still, it hurt her pride a bit. "Hmph... Some hero I am, can't even handle a group of muggers...." she muttered unhappily. ....and free as the wind. Out of Cake:
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Posted: Thu Sep 26, 2013 7:09 pm
Green Arrow "Heads up, you're about to be a pincushion"
Alias: Jonathan Price
Status: Healthy
Thoughts: Awww she's just so cute I want to take her home.Satisfied that she would be alright, Jonathan sat down with her. A mild concussion was just that, mild, but she should still be kept awake. Someone had to watch her to make sure she isn't going to go unconscious. Her manner of speech, especially her accent, suggested she is not from the US. If he had to guess, he would say she was from Britain. You can't miss an English accent. Though she didn't speak with a thick Cockney accent, it was definitely English.
"Well, at least you weren't seriously injured. And to be fair, there were about 11 of them. And you did take out 9 out of that 11. If this were a school, I'd give you a B+," Jonathan answered with a laugh. She seemed to be a fun gal, she's just a bit too hard on herself. After a few moments he realized something, "I'm sorry, I have forgotten my manners," He then went to his hood and pulled it off his head, revealing his short blond hair, yet kept his glasses on, "Green Arrow, nice to make your acquaintance Miss. What's your name?"
Jonathan was ever the outgoing type. Even in his high school years. He knew how to make friends and had a close circle of them even when they went to college. Taliana was one such friend, and every day he wondered how she was doing. Where was she even?
After he got her name, he now commented on her style of dress. And quite frankly, it did seem outdated. A girl dressing up as a knight to fight people with guns? Then again, this is coming from a modern day Robin Hood, "If I may ask, why are you dressed up like a Knight of the Round Table? I'm pretty sure the next Renaissance Fair isn't going to be for a while around California."
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Posted: Fri Sep 27, 2013 5:59 pm
gaia_angelleft ~ Queen Arturia ~ gaia_angelright
Evie Sinclair Fierce as a lion.... Evie smiled slightly at the young man's reassuring words, her embarrassment somewhat lessened. Still, she did feel as though she could have done better. "Even a B+ is unacceptable. Had you not come to my rescue, I could have very well been killed, o-or... Um...." A slight blush crept into her cheeks as she trailed off, making a sort of side-to-side motion with her head, as if to say "you know" before continuing. "Or... worse, depending upon the intentions of those men." She would honestly prefer death over that other option. Of course, she preferred escape over both of those, but if she had no choice but to choose between the two.... She would have no trouble in deciding. Evie was more or less expecting the introduction, but to say that she was surprised by the removal of his hood was an understatement, her emerald eyes widening in shock. The only thing keeping his identity hidden was a pair of technologically-advanced sunglasses. Not that she could really talk, considering how the only thing that changed from her civilian identity to her hero identity was her outfit, attitude, and a single strand of hair. She really had to do something about that. Maybe some fake glasses; after all, it worked for some heroes that she had previously met. Either way, she needed to reply. "A-ah, the pleasure is all mine. I am Queen Arturia. But... you can just call me Arturia, if you like."Evie frowned at his next question. Why did everyone question her armor? Still, it would take some explaining. "Says the twenty-first century Robin Hood.... I am a decendent of King Arthur. I assume you know his story, just about everyone does; but there is a prophecy at the end, saying that Arthur will return when Britain needs him most. When all of the heroes began to disappear, Merlin decided that it was time for that prophecy to be fulfilled, for not only was Britain in terrible trouble, the entire world was in peril as well. He knew that Arthur himself would never be able to last in the modern world, so he sought out a decendent, and found me. I was given this dragonscale armor and Excalibur, and trained by the spirits of the Knights of the Round Table. That is why I dress like this." She knew how crazy she sounded, but it wasn't any weirder than some of the other stories that heroes (and villains) told. ....and free as the wind. Out of Cake: I really need to get used to coloring and bolding the dialogue....
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