Captivating. That was the only way he could describe her. Captivated; the only way he could describe how he felt right now. He watched as she seemed to hover over the floor although the gonna of her dress was short. She had a brilliant smile and stunning eyes. But he could see a layer of pain behind the happy front she was putting on. Had he never been trained as he was, he probably would have never known. But he was trained that way and he couldn't help how he badly he wanted to wipe away the pain. His sister's dedication gala was in full swing when he found his way back from his thoughts.
His sister stood beside his adoptive father, who was introducing her and making small talk with all the guests. His own eyes traveled back to his sister's friend, the one his earlier thoughts had captured. She was laughing at something one of his brothers had said, a fiesty glint in her eye and a smirk on her face. He watched the hand on her waist slip further down and decided it was time to step in. He walked over and bowed from the waist, hand outstretched to her.
“Do me the honors of having this dance?”
Her smile was warm and genuine but he saw the flash of surprise and sorrow in her eyes. She gently took his hand, probably out of desperation to get away.
“Of course, Mr. Grayson. Excuse me, Jason.”
He swept her off before Jason could reply and looked at the girl in his arms.
“My deepest apologies for Jason. He's not good with women.”
“On the contrary. He is very good just not in public affairs.”
“..have you..?”
She laughed.
“No but his reputation proceeds him.”
“This is true. And what might your name be?”
“My name is Rebecca Stevens.”
“Rebecca.” He tested the name on his tongue and liked the sound. “It Suits you.”
She smiles and her eyes fell to the white dress she wore. He tilted his head slightly at her.
“My apologies, Mr. Grayson. I'm just remembering.”
“It's alright. And I'd prefer if te called me Dick o at least Richard.”
She smiled again and gave a slight nod of her raven head.
“Tell me something, Rebecca. Have we ever met before?”
“I believe not.”
“Are te sure? te seem familiar.”
“A great many things seem familiar.”
“This is true. te have a good head on your shoulders.”
“Thank you.”
“Should I expect to see te at più of these events?”
“I believe not.”
“Why not? I would like te to come.”
“Things can not be as we wish, Richard.”
“..please say you'll come. This is one of the best nights of my life.”
“I can make no such promises.”
“Then I should make sure to get your number. Then you'll have no choice but to agree.”
His sister stood beside his adoptive father, who was introducing her and making small talk with all the guests. His own eyes traveled back to his sister's friend, the one his earlier thoughts had captured. She was laughing at something one of his brothers had said, a fiesty glint in her eye and a smirk on her face. He watched the hand on her waist slip further down and decided it was time to step in. He walked over and bowed from the waist, hand outstretched to her.
“Do me the honors of having this dance?”
Her smile was warm and genuine but he saw the flash of surprise and sorrow in her eyes. She gently took his hand, probably out of desperation to get away.
“Of course, Mr. Grayson. Excuse me, Jason.”
He swept her off before Jason could reply and looked at the girl in his arms.
“My deepest apologies for Jason. He's not good with women.”
“On the contrary. He is very good just not in public affairs.”
“..have you..?”
She laughed.
“No but his reputation proceeds him.”
“This is true. And what might your name be?”
“My name is Rebecca Stevens.”
“Rebecca.” He tested the name on his tongue and liked the sound. “It Suits you.”
She smiles and her eyes fell to the white dress she wore. He tilted his head slightly at her.
“My apologies, Mr. Grayson. I'm just remembering.”
“It's alright. And I'd prefer if te called me Dick o at least Richard.”
She smiled again and gave a slight nod of her raven head.
“Tell me something, Rebecca. Have we ever met before?”
“I believe not.”
“Are te sure? te seem familiar.”
“A great many things seem familiar.”
“This is true. te have a good head on your shoulders.”
“Thank you.”
“Should I expect to see te at più of these events?”
“I believe not.”
“Why not? I would like te to come.”
“Things can not be as we wish, Richard.”
“..please say you'll come. This is one of the best nights of my life.”
“I can make no such promises.”
“Then I should make sure to get your number. Then you'll have no choice but to agree.”
Hair:
Where i was originally born, i was royalty. Chosen immediately because my hair was white. In my tribe white hair was a rarity. And that child would become the Queen o king at the earliest time possible. I became Queen at the age of eight. I was wiser than i sounded. I was terrifying, yet generous. I helped and protected when ever necessary. But When my indecent occurred, and i was banished i left. And i was replaced da a new queen. A seven anno old girl with short white hair. At that time i had long white hair.
It was to grow out for however long i was ruling. Now i had to cut. It was custom. Now i cut and left my hair grow out at what ever pace i choose. But as i look at my hair and see it flow, the pain flows too. The past i had. I loved it so. But it was part of my cursed color of hair that i became who i am. but then without it now...who would i be? Would i be here? Would i have the Friends i do now?
Where i was originally born, i was royalty. Chosen immediately because my hair was white. In my tribe white hair was a rarity. And that child would become the Queen o king at the earliest time possible. I became Queen at the age of eight. I was wiser than i sounded. I was terrifying, yet generous. I helped and protected when ever necessary. But When my indecent occurred, and i was banished i left. And i was replaced da a new queen. A seven anno old girl with short white hair. At that time i had long white hair.
It was to grow out for however long i was ruling. Now i had to cut. It was custom. Now i cut and left my hair grow out at what ever pace i choose. But as i look at my hair and see it flow, the pain flows too. The past i had. I loved it so. But it was part of my cursed color of hair that i became who i am. but then without it now...who would i be? Would i be here? Would i have the Friends i do now?
Eyes:
My eyes are cast as a clear Silver. It helps pull the information from my target. And when my eyes glow, it only glows brighter, no need to change color. At one point my eye color showed dominance. Nothing got passed me. I saw it all.
But after i was over throw i was looked down upon. Like i was nothing. I felt hurt. Then my eyes glowed. Like a cursed child, my body levitated from the ground and i gained many gasps. And curses. I destroyed my tribe. The nation i once protected, now needed protection. And worse, from me.
I can never look into a mirror now, those eyes that pierce themselves into my soul. That make me feel my own inflicted pain. I cannot look into someones eyes and hear them say i am beautiful. Because i wont believe it.
My eyes are cast as a clear Silver. It helps pull the information from my target. And when my eyes glow, it only glows brighter, no need to change color. At one point my eye color showed dominance. Nothing got passed me. I saw it all.
But after i was over throw i was looked down upon. Like i was nothing. I felt hurt. Then my eyes glowed. Like a cursed child, my body levitated from the ground and i gained many gasps. And curses. I destroyed my tribe. The nation i once protected, now needed protection. And worse, from me.
I can never look into a mirror now, those eyes that pierce themselves into my soul. That make me feel my own inflicted pain. I cannot look into someones eyes and hear them say i am beautiful. Because i wont believe it.
That's right! I'm still waiting on the descrizione from Robin_Love, but the successivo Young Justice Episode has some spoilers and news.
Young Justice Invasion
Episode 8: "Satisfaction"
Description: N/A
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SPOILERS: So far, all I have is Miss Martian mind rapes someone.
UPDATE: That "someone" is supposedly Superboy when he tries to save Tigress/Aqualad.
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I know! I know! Not much! But instead of ten consecutive bacheca posts, this will be updated. So check back daily!!!!
Young Justice Invasion
Episode 8: "Satisfaction"
Description: N/A
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SPOILERS: So far, all I have is Miss Martian mind rapes someone.
UPDATE: That "someone" is supposedly Superboy when he tries to save Tigress/Aqualad.
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I know! I know! Not much! But instead of ten consecutive bacheca posts, this will be updated. So check back daily!!!!
Copy
"WELL I FEEL FUCKING COPIED" -Mclovin_69
Guys, lets be serious. Since Artemis got pregnant, at least 10 (if not more) OCs have gotton pregnant.
Mclovin and I came up with the unique, never-before-used RP idea together and its kind of annoying te guys continue to copy.
I know it sounds kind of cocky and full of ourselves but weather te conciously knew what te were doing o not. te did.
Honestly, me and Mclovin aren't very happy with it. And sick of our idea being used and no one ever even asked if they could. They just took it.
And in general, when te copy anyone. Its so irritating to see someone take your idea te worked to come up with. So guys. Come up with your own ideas. I know te can do it. te guys come up with your own OCs so make your own ideas.
"WELL I FEEL FUCKING COPIED" -Mclovin_69
Guys, lets be serious. Since Artemis got pregnant, at least 10 (if not more) OCs have gotton pregnant.
Mclovin and I came up with the unique, never-before-used RP idea together and its kind of annoying te guys continue to copy.
I know it sounds kind of cocky and full of ourselves but weather te conciously knew what te were doing o not. te did.
Honestly, me and Mclovin aren't very happy with it. And sick of our idea being used and no one ever even asked if they could. They just took it.
And in general, when te copy anyone. Its so irritating to see someone take your idea te worked to come up with. So guys. Come up with your own ideas. I know te can do it. te guys come up with your own OCs so make your own ideas.