*Shrugs* Had it in my drafts! Felt like I haven't posted anything good for you guys in a while... Sowwie!
I sprawled out on the floor, cold, and bored.
"What's the agenda?" I mumbled to Ciel, who was sitting upside down on the couch. He shrugged, and I threw my head back, groaning, hitting my head on the floor, ow.
"Sorry." Ciel muttered.
"I got an idea!" I snapped up. Ciel looked at me.
"What?"
"We can spar!" I said, standing up.
"Yes! Sparing is always fun..." Ciel throwing his feet forward and flipping off the couch. I evil laughed, I was going to win... It wouldn't be a draw this time.
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Ciel stared me in the eye, he was ready, and bloodthirsty. I kept a flat expression, ready to give it everything I had. Ciel lunged at me, mumbling, his arm spread, fingers outstretched, ready to take something into his hand. When he completed his mumble, a sword took form out of dust, and morphed into a real sword. I pulled my swords, running at him. We were on a collision course. Ciel swung held his sword out infront of him, and we met, out swords clashing together, creating sparks. My swords were crossed into an "X" and thirsting for blood. Ciel kept eye contact, I could tell he wanted to win. Keyword=wanted. When we pulled away, Ciel dropped the sword, and jumped up, into a tree. Using your surroundings to stay hidden can save your life, take a note kids. Also take note Ciel can use his singing to create anything, yes, anything. An arrow whipped past my ear, so close I could here is practically slicing through the air. I whipped around, and watched Ciel drop down from the branch, running at me, bow in his hand. I jumped to the side, sticking my leg out. Of course, Ciel isn't clumsy, but, yes, he tripped. Only to catch himself on his hands, and flip back to his feet, kicking me in the face in the process. I clenched my jaw, and lunged at him again. Ciel whipped around, a dagger in his hand. He slashed down, into my shoulder, and the dagger stayed planted. Ciel's eyes widened. I winced. God damn it Ciel.
"Oh crap." Ciel muttered. I wasn't going to let a tiny scratch make me loose. My vision went blurry. It was poisoned. Crap. I slashed at Ciel with all my might. Ciel, instead of blocking it, had a sword embedded in his arm. He cried out. I blacked out.
Sorry bout that sucky battle scene, I'm a bit rusty!
Ciel had his arm wrapped and was washing out the wound on my shoulder. Taking the knife out, hurt, like, a lot. Ciel had gotten it out, and was currently sewing my wound shut.
"It was freaking poison!" I muttered.
"I thought you would counter it!" Ciel said back. I shook my head, Ciel really thought I was good. Or he was being a kiss-ass. Either way.
"There. All better." Ciel shut his eyes, smiling and raising his eyebrows. That always made me giggle. Ciel patted my head, and put up his sewing stuff. No, Ciel does not have a hobby of sewing, he just has that kit because he's the one who usually stitches my wounds shut. I rolled my shoulders. Luckily, the poison y dagger didn't reach my wings. So that was good.
Later, Ciel and I passed out on the floor and slept the night away.
*Cough*link*Cough* Mel!
I sprawled out on the floor, cold, and bored.
"What's the agenda?" I mumbled to Ciel, who was sitting upside down on the couch. He shrugged, and I threw my head back, groaning, hitting my head on the floor, ow.
"Sorry." Ciel muttered.
"I got an idea!" I snapped up. Ciel looked at me.
"What?"
"We can spar!" I said, standing up.
"Yes! Sparing is always fun..." Ciel throwing his feet forward and flipping off the couch. I evil laughed, I was going to win... It wouldn't be a draw this time.
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Ciel stared me in the eye, he was ready, and bloodthirsty. I kept a flat expression, ready to give it everything I had. Ciel lunged at me, mumbling, his arm spread, fingers outstretched, ready to take something into his hand. When he completed his mumble, a sword took form out of dust, and morphed into a real sword. I pulled my swords, running at him. We were on a collision course. Ciel swung held his sword out infront of him, and we met, out swords clashing together, creating sparks. My swords were crossed into an "X" and thirsting for blood. Ciel kept eye contact, I could tell he wanted to win. Keyword=wanted. When we pulled away, Ciel dropped the sword, and jumped up, into a tree. Using your surroundings to stay hidden can save your life, take a note kids. Also take note Ciel can use his singing to create anything, yes, anything. An arrow whipped past my ear, so close I could here is practically slicing through the air. I whipped around, and watched Ciel drop down from the branch, running at me, bow in his hand. I jumped to the side, sticking my leg out. Of course, Ciel isn't clumsy, but, yes, he tripped. Only to catch himself on his hands, and flip back to his feet, kicking me in the face in the process. I clenched my jaw, and lunged at him again. Ciel whipped around, a dagger in his hand. He slashed down, into my shoulder, and the dagger stayed planted. Ciel's eyes widened. I winced. God damn it Ciel.
"Oh crap." Ciel muttered. I wasn't going to let a tiny scratch make me loose. My vision went blurry. It was poisoned. Crap. I slashed at Ciel with all my might. Ciel, instead of blocking it, had a sword embedded in his arm. He cried out. I blacked out.
Sorry bout that sucky battle scene, I'm a bit rusty!
Ciel had his arm wrapped and was washing out the wound on my shoulder. Taking the knife out, hurt, like, a lot. Ciel had gotten it out, and was currently sewing my wound shut.
"It was freaking poison!" I muttered.
"I thought you would counter it!" Ciel said back. I shook my head, Ciel really thought I was good. Or he was being a kiss-ass. Either way.
"There. All better." Ciel shut his eyes, smiling and raising his eyebrows. That always made me giggle. Ciel patted my head, and put up his sewing stuff. No, Ciel does not have a hobby of sewing, he just has that kit because he's the one who usually stitches my wounds shut. I rolled my shoulders. Luckily, the poison y dagger didn't reach my wings. So that was good.
Later, Ciel and I passed out on the floor and slept the night away.
*Cough*link*Cough* Mel!
Revenge started towards the Bat-Wing, but ব্যাটম্যান turned and held up a hand.
"Clark, go. I'll be there in a minute." the Dark Knight said. সুপারম্যান nodded and walked aboard' one hand on Kara's shoulder.
"You can't come." ব্যাটম্যান stated plainly.
"Why not?!" Revenge demanded.
"Because you're pushing Clark's temper and Wonder Woman forbade আপনি from ever visiting Themyscira after leading Wondergirl into a trap."
"Clark's temper?" Revenge asked incredulously.
"The girl likes আপনি too much."
"Of course she likes me." Revenge smirked.
"Exactly, and you're having a bad influence on her. Clark wants আপনি to stay here. I personally think she needs someone like আপনি right now, but Clark says no and he is her cousin."
"Alright, I'll stay here with Alfred."
"Don't ask for too many sweets." ব্যাটম্যান warned.
"Why would I ever do such a thing?" Revenge asked, mocking shock.
ব্যাটম্যান smirked and boarded the Batwing.
"Yo Alfred!" Revenge called. "Cookies!"
"Clark, go. I'll be there in a minute." the Dark Knight said. সুপারম্যান nodded and walked aboard' one hand on Kara's shoulder.
"You can't come." ব্যাটম্যান stated plainly.
"Why not?!" Revenge demanded.
"Because you're pushing Clark's temper and Wonder Woman forbade আপনি from ever visiting Themyscira after leading Wondergirl into a trap."
"Clark's temper?" Revenge asked incredulously.
"The girl likes আপনি too much."
"Of course she likes me." Revenge smirked.
"Exactly, and you're having a bad influence on her. Clark wants আপনি to stay here. I personally think she needs someone like আপনি right now, but Clark says no and he is her cousin."
"Alright, I'll stay here with Alfred."
"Don't ask for too many sweets." ব্যাটম্যান warned.
"Why would I ever do such a thing?" Revenge asked, mocking shock.
ব্যাটম্যান smirked and boarded the Batwing.
"Yo Alfred!" Revenge called. "Cookies!"
Alias: Valac
Powers: -Flight (wings), telepathic
Skills Sword fighting, acrobatics, hacking…..ya know, the usual.
Past: Jaime, so far….hasn’t been captured দ্বারা the school when he was born. Why? Because he was born with wings. At the age of 7, Jaime was captured and they took his wings. He despises the school and tries to burn it down every chance he gets. While, trying to burn it down, Jaime was knocked unconscious and regained his wings.
Other –Called princess because he’s lazy and won’t train.
-He whines. A lot.
-Keeps throwing cards, knives, etc. in his কোট sleeves.
-Looks like Devin, acts somewhat like Fang.
-Picks on Lexi and Mel the most.
-Age is 16, Jaime stays in the 5 বছর timeline. Normally he would be 11. So, he's in the YJ Invasion crew...Just, yeah. It's confusing.
I might, RP with him……I dunno.