Log; Ongoing
WHO: Josh Newman, Pixie
WHERE:
WHEN: May 26, late at night
WARNINGS: Teenage superheroes
SUMMARY: Josh is out 'patrolling'
FORMAT: Para
Josh didn't really patrol per say, but sometimes he did go out late at night and look for... something to do. If he just happened to come across some muggers or something, then he felt obligated to do something about it.
And because the odds were good he would find a mugger or something, he wore his armor, although his armor was more like a leather jacket. He thought he looked pretty bad ass with it and his sword sticking out over his shoulder.
Tonight, he happened to be in luck, if you could call finding someone being mugged luck, not too late into the night. It was a typical mugging, two guys in an alley trying to take the purse and wallet from a man and women in the wrong place at the wrong time.
"Hey," Josh called out down the alley, drawing his sword and stepping forward. He could feel Clarent calling to him, to cut the men and take their memories, and he did his best to ignore it. "I suggest you knock that off."
"Oooh, look, we got ourselves a junior imPort," one of the thugs called out. "Just what we were hoping for. You see, we don't like your kind around here and we want to teach you a lesson."
As the man talked, 8 or so other men stepped out from behind dumpsters and boxes in the alley. Even the two people mugged faced him, the woman pulling a knife from her purse. Everyone else seemed to have brass knuckles, bats, a knife, or some sort of weapon. This was definitely not what he thought it was going to be.
"Yeah, well, why don't you try and do something about it!" Josh shouted, trying to sound tougher than he felt as he launched into an attack. No sense in wasting time.
WHERE:
WHEN: May 26, late at night
WARNINGS: Teenage superheroes
SUMMARY: Josh is out 'patrolling'
FORMAT: Para
Josh didn't really patrol per say, but sometimes he did go out late at night and look for... something to do. If he just happened to come across some muggers or something, then he felt obligated to do something about it.
And because the odds were good he would find a mugger or something, he wore his armor, although his armor was more like a leather jacket. He thought he looked pretty bad ass with it and his sword sticking out over his shoulder.
Tonight, he happened to be in luck, if you could call finding someone being mugged luck, not too late into the night. It was a typical mugging, two guys in an alley trying to take the purse and wallet from a man and women in the wrong place at the wrong time.
"Hey," Josh called out down the alley, drawing his sword and stepping forward. He could feel Clarent calling to him, to cut the men and take their memories, and he did his best to ignore it. "I suggest you knock that off."
"Oooh, look, we got ourselves a junior imPort," one of the thugs called out. "Just what we were hoping for. You see, we don't like your kind around here and we want to teach you a lesson."
As the man talked, 8 or so other men stepped out from behind dumpsters and boxes in the alley. Even the two people mugged faced him, the woman pulling a knife from her purse. Everyone else seemed to have brass knuckles, bats, a knife, or some sort of weapon. This was definitely not what he thought it was going to be.
"Yeah, well, why don't you try and do something about it!" Josh shouted, trying to sound tougher than he felt as he launched into an attack. No sense in wasting time.