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Oct 10, 2009 04:16


WHO: Midnighter. This log is open. Would enjoy some new CR to make or CR to develop.
WHERE: Some part.
WHEN: Nighttime.
WARNINGS: Idk yet.
SUMMARY: Midnighter is...patrolling. Whatever else happens, happens.
FORMAT: Paragraph to start, willing to improvise.


Midnighter slunk through the streets with his hands tucked into his pockets. It was cold and the night was dark and Midnighter was dressed in his usual getup as he walked throughout the area, clad in leather and all.

Did it make him look shady? It probably did. Did he care? No, not really. People seemed content with not confronting him, and that was probably for the best for the health of people he had no interest in. Whoever valued the arrangement of their face would know better than to mess around with a man that could figure out how to kill a person faster than the time it took the average human being to use the bathroom. Truth be told, though, Midnighter had to admit that he was slightly bored - so he amused himself by pretending that the people in the street were a clan of superpowered ninjas that he had to fight and murder his way through. It was a pretty gory fantasy, but more interesting to mull over than what he was going to have for dinner tonight.

With the lack of scuffles involving villainous superhuman types he’d been a part of lately, you’d think he was in retirement with Apollo again. He supposed that he might as well be though, really.

Letting out a sigh, Midnighter kept walking, taking a shortcut through an alleyway every now and then, keeping an eye out for any spot of trouble as he prowled. At the very least, Midnighter found that he could find a bit of entertainment out of just patrolling, looking for a drug dealer, a mugger or a rapist to kick the shit out of. In a way it made him feel like he was back at his roots again - in a time where he used to do this sort of shit as a living.

It was true that he went back to doing this sort of crap when he was on his own, but the difference now was that Apollo was around, and he wasn’t doing it as a nightly routine just to release steam.

n/a | the midnighter, † daniel rand | iron fist, † mara jade | n/a, toph bei fong | blind bandit, *open

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