The team trooped out of their mountain as the time for fireworks came closer. Their mentors had dato them the giorno off seeing as how it was Independence giorno and some of the League members had not yet returned. Most of the others had decided to watch from the superiore, in alto of their home minus Connor who decided to stay inside due to his superhearing. Cassie decided to sit on the erba rather than unisciti everyone else. The night was cool and she wanted to be alone. So much had happened since she had joined and with Diana off somewhere, Cassie felt a little alone. Besides, it might do her some good. She hadn't heard o seen Robin come over, so when he touched her shoulder, she jerked away.
“Sorry,” he apologized when she saw his face.
“It's okay. I just thought te were with the others.”
He shook his head with a smile that she returned. It was quiet for a few minuti before he spoke.
“How are you?”
“I'm okay.”
He tilted his head at her and she hoped the darkness his her blush.
“It's just hard to have Diana gone.”
He nodded his understanding. They talked a little longer, mostly about how things were going and even things that annoyed them. They heard the first fireworks go off and looked up. She was aware of how close he was standing, of their hands brushing every now and then. Then they were holding hands as fireworks lit the sky. They were holding hands. Tim felt a rush of electricity sposta from her, up his arm, and straight into his heart. He could feel her shift closer. The fireworks sounded, but they seemed far off compared to the sudden realization of what was happening.
He loved her. And he figured da the blush on her beautiful face she felt even a little bit of the same way. Of course, that thought made his cuore pound furiously. He hadn't realized he was staring at her during the fireworks until she looked at him. He heard a small noise come from her and he smiled warmly at her. He leaned closer, their lips brushing with gentle tenderness. They pulled away, the spark from the baciare lingering between them. She was the one, he knew she was. It was that steady beacon in his life, the one thing that never changed. And if he didn't tell her now, he may never get another chance.
“Tim-”
Her words were cut off as he pressed his lips back to hers for a proper, longer kiss. She had felt the spark this time, stronger than before. And she gave in to the strong, loving emotion inside. She gave him all her love, saying it through their kiss. She fit in his arms so well and he in hers it was hard to think anyone could ever fill them. Her cuore thungered as his tongue tasted her lips and she slipped hers out to meet his. The fireworks raged on, but they were oblivious. With no sign of stopping, they kissed even as the others cheered on the finale of the fireworks high in the sky above.
“Sorry,” he apologized when she saw his face.
“It's okay. I just thought te were with the others.”
He shook his head with a smile that she returned. It was quiet for a few minuti before he spoke.
“How are you?”
“I'm okay.”
He tilted his head at her and she hoped the darkness his her blush.
“It's just hard to have Diana gone.”
He nodded his understanding. They talked a little longer, mostly about how things were going and even things that annoyed them. They heard the first fireworks go off and looked up. She was aware of how close he was standing, of their hands brushing every now and then. Then they were holding hands as fireworks lit the sky. They were holding hands. Tim felt a rush of electricity sposta from her, up his arm, and straight into his heart. He could feel her shift closer. The fireworks sounded, but they seemed far off compared to the sudden realization of what was happening.
He loved her. And he figured da the blush on her beautiful face she felt even a little bit of the same way. Of course, that thought made his cuore pound furiously. He hadn't realized he was staring at her during the fireworks until she looked at him. He heard a small noise come from her and he smiled warmly at her. He leaned closer, their lips brushing with gentle tenderness. They pulled away, the spark from the baciare lingering between them. She was the one, he knew she was. It was that steady beacon in his life, the one thing that never changed. And if he didn't tell her now, he may never get another chance.
“Tim-”
Her words were cut off as he pressed his lips back to hers for a proper, longer kiss. She had felt the spark this time, stronger than before. And she gave in to the strong, loving emotion inside. She gave him all her love, saying it through their kiss. She fit in his arms so well and he in hers it was hard to think anyone could ever fill them. Her cuore thungered as his tongue tasted her lips and she slipped hers out to meet his. The fireworks raged on, but they were oblivious. With no sign of stopping, they kissed even as the others cheered on the finale of the fireworks high in the sky above.
Age: About to be 15 but is actually one year
Appearance: Shoulder length black hair. Pale skin black eyes.
Personality: straightforward, acts in a snap. Offensive and defensive. Loving and likes to have fun
Powers: Controls water and fire. Flight da wings. Shape shift to lupo and Tiger.
Uses: Guns, Swords. Hand to hand combat.
BackGround:
Abandoned at Imperial Church, Alana was left with a growth serum, a note from her mother, and a picture of her mother.
The sisters of the IC took her in, and did like the note said.Once Alana was about to turn one she was dato the serum, and she jumped ages quickly.
The note detto that she was her mother's legacy.
And the note told her to to find the boy with white hair to explain to her what she must know.
((She is the daughter of two former YJ members.
Her grandparents are from her mothers side that created JLA.
Take your guesses.))
Alias:Avenue
Powers/skills: -No powers.....but, he is swordsman and a expert marksman.
-Field tactics
-Hand to hand combat
-Can make bombs and explosives
Past: Chris was dato up for adoption when he was born, his parents failed to tell their later on kids that had on older sibling. Upon returning later on around the age of 21, he realized both his parents had passed. But had two remaining siblings, Brendan and Crystal.
Others: -Musically inclined!
-A lot più social than Fang. He's a social butterfly!
-Picks on Fang più than Crystal.