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dread_bolt ([info]dread_bolt) wrote,
@ 2013-02-28 03:54:00


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A few months ago...
New York wasn't all that far to go for something like this. A shipment of some new lightweight and durable insulating material had come in to a warehouse in NY, of course there was some other new tech that had his interest but the material was the main aim. It might be good for improvements to the suit.
 
With a yellow flash he teleported outside the warehouse, spent a bit of time silently flying about (the suit had been upgraded to have less constantly glowing power aspects and streaks when it came to flight) as recon before going for that teleport inside. Good, no real security, theses people relied on their locks to do the job. Which might've kept him out if not for the suit's powers.


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[info]bronze_vixen
2013-03-04 09:19 am UTC (link)
Her hand whizzed through the air, with a righteous slap aimed to leave quite the mark of Jerry's face.

But she stopped yelling. Nala was using her chi to help calm herself down and suppress her animal instincts.

"Do you honestly think he'd come for you if you were locked away?"

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[info]dread_bolt
2013-03-04 07:58 pm UTC (link)
He doesn't even move out of the way for it, just stands there and takes it. Not that he could've moved in time anyway, that woman slapped like nobody else and it was felt. Jerry stood there fuming, had this been anyone else he'd be able to grab a wrist or something after but you didn't do that to a martial arts master.

"Yes. I know he would." There's a sort of conviction in his voice that says this is not a negotiable thing. Terry would come for him. He knew it. Terry that had pretty much raised him. Terry that had bailed him out after particularly bad brawls each time. Hell, Terry that had refused to abandon his Terror Titan team to their fate when he could've teleported himself to safety.

"Terry would come without hesitation just like I'd do for him."

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[info]bronze_vixen
2013-03-05 02:44 am UTC (link)
She honestly just didn't understand it. She tried to picture herself in Jerry's position, but she couldn't conceive anyone related to her being a villain. And she couldn't grasp the bond that Jerry had with his brother. This was probably something Sin would have been better dealing with, and she didn't even know Jerry.

"Whatever, Jerry," Nala said. She was totally resigned from this conversation at this point.

"Do what you want. Not getting in your way seems to be the only help you'll ever accept."

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[info]dread_bolt
2013-03-05 03:06 am UTC (link)
"Thank you," he hissed back and in a flash of light teleported off with the last stack he'd been keeping a grip on.

Successful night or not, that had pushed all his buttons and riled him up too much. This wasn't exactly the best night in his book.

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