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Layla Hall // Hawkgirl ([info]macemeetface) wrote in [info]dc_nextgen,
@ 2013-02-19 09:26:00


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Entry tags:hawkgirl, vixen

Patrolling (open)
Things had been fairly quiet, lately. Almost too quiet, for Layla's tastes. She was getting a little restless, and restless wasn't a state that she handled very well. Or at all, for that matter.

So, she decided to go a patrol around the city after she got off of work. If she couldn't find any skulls to bash in, she'd head back to the Brownstone and fire up the training simulator.

Hawkgirl flew over the city, her mace held firmly by her side, her eyes peeled for anything. So far, nothing.

She'd give it about another hour or so before heading back to the Brownstone for bashing simulator robots.

...And pie. Maybe.


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[info]macemeetface
2013-02-20 02:10 pm UTC (link)
Hawkgirl noticed the group of men coming towards Nala. She swooped down, mace out in front of her.

"You're right," she said to the thugs. "It can get pretty dangerous around here. Now back off."

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[info]bronze_vixen
2013-03-03 11:35 pm UTC (link)
That was a frightening sight, for sure. It really got that 'fight or flight' reflex going. A couple of them dropped their weapons and ran off, but the leader figure and a handful of his henchmen stayed.

"'ey, I don't think I can do that fer' ya," he said, though noticeably irritated at the loss of some of his men. Still, he felt comfortable with what he had. "Get 'em, boys!"

They group attacked swinging chains and pipes, and knives.

Nala, silent, reacted as soon as she was set upon by a few men. Honestly, dispatching them was easier than walking the runway. The rest of them, including their vocal leader, attacked Hawkgirl.

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[info]macemeetface
2013-03-09 12:20 am UTC (link)
"Nope, don't think so." Hawkgirl said, flying up. She then swooped down, aiming her mace at the thugs.

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