WHO:
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whoajeezwhatWHERE: The streets of the City
WHEN: Tonight (May 5th, 2010)
WARNINGS: Punching and sadtiems.
SUMMARY: Brenda and Mark fight some thugs, Brenda gets ported out of the city, Mark watches her go. :(
FORMAT: Paratastic?
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the skies are dark, they're dark but they're clear )
"Not too bad. Kinda slow." He took a few steps toward Brenda, still at a considerable distance, hands resting loosely on his sides. It was funny--he could remember when she'd asked him for How Does I Superhero lessons all those months back. "What about yours?"
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"So that was a pain in the butt. I could replace it, but debated the cost of doing that or doing dishes by hand and decided I could cope with wrinkled fingers over a three hundred dollar hit to the pocket book."
She smiled. "Other than that, dead boring. Work is work, crime is avoiding me like the plague."
And lo, the crash of a breaking window around the corner.
"... speak of the devil. Was that all I had to do to get some action around here?"
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"If only everything were that easy." A pause, as he started to move. The sound didn't seem all that distant, so he figured each of them could get there by their own means. "I'll go on ahead. Meet me there?"
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She'd been itching for something to take out a bit of tension with all week...
Mark beat her there no problem of course, so when she arrived a few minutes behind he was already in the thick of handing a few looters their collective butts. They were nothing impressive, thugs in stocking masks (how did anyone think they could get away with petty crime still in a city like this one?!) so Brenda didn't pause before taking a run at one of them and grappling the guy to the ground.
Unfortunately that brought his buddy who has slipped out of Mark's grasp over to Brenda. He wound up for a punch... and sunk his hand right through the back of her head.
Brenda, likewise, sank through the man she'd be straddling. Her knees through his hips and her hands in his chest.
"M-MARK?!?!Her voice cracked with panic and she forgot to call him by his alias completely ( ... )
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As he was ready to take another one on, he heard his name--his actual name--get called out with a tone of panic. If his bafflement had started with that detail, it quickly changed when he realized that she had suddenly phased through a thug and begun to irradiate light ( ... )
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"I don't know!" She wailed, staggering back to her feet, eyes welling up as she her hands started to disolve in front of her.
And then the pull, that sickening yank and twist at the core of her that she'd felt only once before...
"Oh god.."
Her head shot up, eyes meeting Mark's with horror.
"...I-I'm going back. It feels like when I came here. I think I'm - "
She swallowed thickly, her voice starting to break as her body wavered from there to distinctly not. "Mark, I'm sorry! T-tell Jaime I'm sorry!"
And with a snap of static, and a final trickle of light, she vanished completely, her helmet landing with a crack on the ground in her wake.
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He breathed. It hadn't sunk into him yet. Brenda was gone. Back to her world, leaving him behind. If he'd told himself that escaping from this world was what most people wanted--what he wanted--contradictory feelings had pushed that thought back.
A full ten minutes passed. He hid his face in his hands, kneeling on the floor, trying to pull himself back together. He'd never seen anything like this with his own eyes. He didn't remember when it had happened to him, but suddenly he imagined how scary it must had been for every imPort to watch one of their friends be taken away ( ... )
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