Snippet #1425976

In the midst of Serena, er Newton (she was not yet used to this whole sidekick thing) twiddling her thumbs, in walked a ridiculously short man with a creepy reflective mask and suit that gave her the impression of flippin Al Capone modernized. Newton herself was 5' 10" with her boots on, and so would tower over the man. His poise was business-like, his voice, not half bad, if muffled by the mask at all. It was not necessarily threatening or sinister by any means. And this was relevant because if anything, the over-all look of the man before screamed villain. This admittedly made things easier for her, because she'd have to clean up her act quite a bit if a hero came walking through that door. And chances are they'd turn her down too, she wasn't much for hero material, she looked more like a thug. A hot thug mind you, but a thug none the less.

Oh good she had gotten his name half right, and of course he was a villain. Newton two, world zero. 'Oh cute, he has a sense of humor.' she thought sarcastically as he made the same joke that literally everyone had been making to her around SKEA since she chose her name. "Well, it's fig actually." She smiled lightly (it came easily, no faking necessary) and leaned back. "And I have the ability to mess around with kinetic energy. Since you are a villain you can imagine that this power is quite...distructive at times. And if used properly can stop a train from moving. I actually did that once back in my cirque days." She crossed one leg over the other and looked off to the side, as if choosing her words carefully before looking back at her own reflection in the mirror mask. She decided against saying whatever she was going to say.

"My skills definitly include combat, I can also do anything akin to what a street rat may be good at, only a hundred times better then they can do it. Picking locks, stealing, infiltration, spying about, getting the scoop on a situation or on someone. I've got plenty of things to work with in that area. I also learned quickly, and have only failed at a lesson once." She pointed to the long and thin scar on her left eye. "It doesn't affect my sight in any way however, just makes my face look pretty." She grinned roughly. "As for my personality..." She grimaced, "Eh, All that someone like you needs to know is whether or not I'll do my work and focus on it right? Well I have a gift and curse, I'm hyper focused when I'm awake. I haven't the ability to ignore anything, annoying conversations across the room, someone blasting their earphones too loud, I can hear it all with annoying accuracy. I also catch on to the hint pretty quickly, so no problems with my work ethic. Just my ethic in general." She scratched her head in thought.

"I am completely new to this sidekick gig I'll admit, I used to be a magician for a cirque after running away at age nine. Got blacklisted and became a gilly, a non-circus person. Then I became a hobo, not joking. And finally found this agency." It was strange, and she was a bit cautious about giving away her information like that, she didn't know why, she'd had many conversations with strangers and told them more than she had just said. Maybe it was because this was an interview? Newton was starting to tense a bit. "I do know how to read and write, pretty good with figures when it pertains to finance, but I've never had any schooling. Not even first grade." She finished and tapped the table. Had she said enough? Goodness that mask was creepy.