Setting
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Trouble
Xavier bit his lip; he was starting to think that coming here was a terrible idea. His heart was beating fast now, fast from the fear that he felt.
It only grew as the following occurred.
He didn’t see it all happen, he had his head turned away from the scene now, instead he was looking forward at the frantic crowd, people were evacuating the Shopping District like the whole area was on fire, he should have been with them. He should have moved a long time ago—but for some reason, his body wouldn’t budge.
In a fearsome display, the entirety of the police’s barricade was sent flying into the air. All around, wooden barriers were flying through the air, crashing on cars, rooftops and perhaps even people. The wind flew right out of Xavier’s body as one of the wooden objects feel only a hair away from his own feet. Quickly, he pulled his legs up against his body, in fear of yet another crashing down, closer this time. His body was shaking, this was way more action than he had bargained for.
“Dammit, dammit! Relax!” He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. For now, his body’s erratic movements had stopped, slowly, he took another look at the scene behind him—his eye’s widened to the size of saucers, each of the officers were laid out on the ground, either unconscious or…
There was a fearsome roar, from the center of all the chaos, and from midair ((which would have been where the beasts’ mouth was if Xavier could see it)) a geyser of furious flame erupted. Even from where he sat, he could feel the heat; he slammed his fist up against the mailbox, frustrated at his inability to do anything. It sounded like something had made the beast cry out in pain---was someone trying to fight that...force?
* * *
“This is bad…something of this high of a level, it could cause serious damage…” Demetri was running up against the current of people, he couldn’t risk warping in commotion like this, too many people could see, the again, they were probably blinded by terror. He looked down, frantically at the screen of his phone, the red blob was only getting larger and larger.
“Huh?” The dread locked man came to a quick stop, from further away, another, orange blip appeared on the grid. Moving extremely quick. “Orange…that’s…” He shook his head.
“Shit!”
* * *
Far, at the edge of all the confusion, a man clad in black arose from seemingly nowhere. His body was frail looking, even with the added girth of his cloak. he stuck out like a sore thumb among the people of 8-Bit, but he didn't seem to mind.
With a pair of glowing crimson eyes he strolled closer towards the scene. Whistling an ominous tune.
[[I'm probably gonna turn in after this one, I'll be up at like 10 something my time (eastern), sorry everyone]]
Xavier bit his lip; he was starting to think that coming here was a terrible idea. His heart was beating fast now, fast from the fear that he felt.
It only grew as the following occurred.
He didn’t see it all happen, he had his head turned away from the scene now, instead he was looking forward at the frantic crowd, people were evacuating the Shopping District like the whole area was on fire, he should have been with them. He should have moved a long time ago—but for some reason, his body wouldn’t budge.
In a fearsome display, the entirety of the police’s barricade was sent flying into the air. All around, wooden barriers were flying through the air, crashing on cars, rooftops and perhaps even people. The wind flew right out of Xavier’s body as one of the wooden objects feel only a hair away from his own feet. Quickly, he pulled his legs up against his body, in fear of yet another crashing down, closer this time. His body was shaking, this was way more action than he had bargained for.
“Dammit, dammit! Relax!” He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. For now, his body’s erratic movements had stopped, slowly, he took another look at the scene behind him—his eye’s widened to the size of saucers, each of the officers were laid out on the ground, either unconscious or…
There was a fearsome roar, from the center of all the chaos, and from midair ((which would have been where the beasts’ mouth was if Xavier could see it)) a geyser of furious flame erupted. Even from where he sat, he could feel the heat; he slammed his fist up against the mailbox, frustrated at his inability to do anything. It sounded like something had made the beast cry out in pain---was someone trying to fight that...force?
* * *
“This is bad…something of this high of a level, it could cause serious damage…” Demetri was running up against the current of people, he couldn’t risk warping in commotion like this, too many people could see, the again, they were probably blinded by terror. He looked down, frantically at the screen of his phone, the red blob was only getting larger and larger.
“Huh?” The dread locked man came to a quick stop, from further away, another, orange blip appeared on the grid. Moving extremely quick. “Orange…that’s…” He shook his head.
“Shit!”
* * *
Far, at the edge of all the confusion, a man clad in black arose from seemingly nowhere. His body was frail looking, even with the added girth of his cloak. he stuck out like a sore thumb among the people of 8-Bit, but he didn't seem to mind.
With a pair of glowing crimson eyes he strolled closer towards the scene. Whistling an ominous tune.
[[I'm probably gonna turn in after this one, I'll be up at like 10 something my time (eastern), sorry everyone]]