mrfixit (mrfixit) wrote,
@ 2010-07-13 16:29:00

Current mood:

excited

Dimension surfing wasn't like anything he's seen before. Arthur Pittman Dane-Drake was surfing through what seemed like floating bulbs. He wore a tight black bodysuit with white strips down both the sides and the arms, and huge goggles that could be compared to the ones harry potter wore during quidditch. Tiny pieces of crystilized light broke off these bulbs; he started to panic. But he knew the scientist said he had to stay on what looked like a piece of metal carved into a skateboard. His tall black boots seemed to sit snug onto of it. He concentrated on his balance as a sting hit his face; a crystal attached itself to his arm. He looked at it, confused and nervous as they started to attach themselves faster. He yelled out and closed his eyes as they all zapped themselves onto him, then the board started to descend.

* * * * *

The evening night was quiet outside one of NYC's largest hotels. Not much was happening on the street, the most activity was a hobo snoring a block away. Soon enough, bright lights of every color start flashing and appearing in small specks, shaping out a figure. Any bystander would of thought it was a light show, due to the beams that it was shooting off and the inability to see what was forming. In one final big flash, Arthur was launched out of the portal, skidding the metal board on the floor, creating sparks, broadcasting metal shredding screeches for anyone near.

SLAM!! His ride was soon ended by a mailbox. He fell on his bum and whined in pain. He rubbed his legs, due to the sudden sore feeling he got once he fell. He looked around at the cool, dark evening. No sign of life other than the homeless man staring at him wide-eyed. Space krunch and sauce, I think it worked, he thought as his confused look turned into a big grin. He got up to his feet, No burning buildings, no fires, no screams...peace... "WHOO HOO!" he couldn't help but yell, he was so excited about not being afraid to be standing still for more than 30 seconds anymore. He felt...safe.

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burnwithlight
2010-07-13 06:50 pm UTC (link)

Gio could hear the screeching metal sounds from inside, all the way up in the suite. She looked out as the last vestiges of flickering light were clearly visible.

She didn't like this.

She asked Andrew to wait there and let her go look first, and soon, one last green light appears on the street below as the others have faded, as she teleports besides the standing figure.

Well, no one was hurt, but he was clearly very...enthusiastic. Gio didn't like very enthusiastic people suddenly arriving in a potentially dangerous manner on their street. She didn't like it at all.

So she'll look up and over at the figure and ask, sternly, eyes flickering with just a bit of green, "Who are you, and what are you after?"

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mrfixit
2010-07-13 07:41 pm UTC (link)

The sound of a voice behind him frightened him more than usual. Sending a circuit of electricity down his body. He stared at the shorter girl, breathing heavily. She didn't look very friendly, so he made sure to keep his distance. In his celebration, he never thought that this might be the nicer side of the city or something. Just because something looked safe doesn't mean it was.

"I...I'm...uh.. Arthur Pittman Dane-Drake. I mean no harm, I'm one of you guys,"he obviously faked a smile, "I'm after what your after, we're on the same side here...," He held out his hand like his parents always did with a new person. It was a secretive handshake that only the heroes in his universe knew.

	burnwithlight 2010-07-14 03:11 am UTC (link)
	"Okay, well, what happens now," she says as she walks with him to the front door, "Will be Andrew's call, unless there's a clear safety issue." Gio could skip sleep for a night to keep watch while this boy took her room. "Considering what you've said, I guess I'd better tell you so it's not an agitating thing when you're meeting him," she begins. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	burnwithlight 2010-07-14 04:14 am UTC (link)
	Better to get this over with so he didn't freak out around Andrew. It was still very, very likely this guy was crazy. Best to see his reaction before Andrew had to deal with it. "Andrew is Andrew Summers, he's my senior colleague in our little delegation from Genosha--" even if he was less than 24 hours older -- "and...his mom's maiden name is Lorna Dane." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)