Post by Master Of Puppets on Nov 5, 2009 14:57:36 GMT -5
((For Marauder. NOW POST DARN IT! I COMMAND YOU! ...Please.... :c)
Car lights lit the streets as they rode past buildings and sidewalks, then fled behind the corner, their head lights growing dim and flodding the city into darkness. Hidden in the shadows, atop a tall lamp post, a dark red hedgehog sat casually, watching the everyday scene with bored, half-a**ed amusement. One leg was hanging off the lamp post while the other was cropped up, having his left arm resting on it. A half-eaten bright red apple was in his hand and he absently took another bite. Singe cracked a small fanged smile, seeing a destroyed helicopter from out the corner of his eye, burning from the other side of a wall of a building behind him. The light of the fire reflected off one side of his face, and off his leather jacket as well. Yeah, he had been bored earlier that night.
Another fanged smile appeared. She crept out of the alley as the chaos began. She rolled her eyes over to her lazy target as he simply watched things just simply fall to ruins. She was growing tired of this boy. He was staying around too long and if things went as planned he wouldn't survive till morning. She stepped around the corner and approached the hedgehog silently. She then ran up against a wall and rebounded onto a lamp post and back to the wall. With a slick grin on her face she aimed a lovely kick at his head.
Post by Master Of Puppets on Nov 5, 2009 23:14:28 GMT -5
With a faint flash of fire he had dodged the blow; leaping into the night sky and out of sight. Or so she thought. He was right behind her, balanced perfectly on the lamp post on both feet. The fun-loving jerk gave his upper jacket sleeves a quick yet lazy sweep-- brushing the dust and dirt away. Apple still in hand, he gave her an amused little grin, golden eyes half-closed and an eyebrow raised. With his free hand he gestured loosely toward her and said in a voice hinted with sarcasm,
"....Cute, but that really wasn't the greeting I was expecting."