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#2018-07-10 19:09:11, as written by solarflare

noah finch
echo - #7B8F97 - attire

Noah happened to be at the base that day, to meet a man that was requesting his abilities for a certain job. He didn't spend most of his time at the base, and rather at his apartment. At the time of the commotion he was in one of the spare rooms, tapping his fingers on the desk that sat in an otherwise empty room, trying to occupy his time waiting for the man to show up. He jerked his head to the door when he heard someone shout, 'HEROES'. In a situation like this he would normally bolt for the exit but something was off. He could practically taste the thoughts on the tip of his tongue, because they were strong; anxious and scattered. He pushed out of the chair and opened the door, peeking his head down the hallway. He could see Cinder, her hands already being licked by her flames as she looked particularly too trigger happy. In his best attempt to avoid something, rather ghastly, he walked down the hall oddly calm into the commotion.

He scanned the faces of those that he wouldn't necessarily consider 'familiar' but they were fellow villains he had seen pass through the building before. He then turned to the so called, 'heroes', their thoughts so loud his brows furrowed. They all were so frantic, scared, and scattered that it barely took any pushing to enter their minds.

"They're not looking for a fight" he spoke calmly, cocking his head to the side staring intently at the group, "they're looking for help".

corinna shultz
guardian - #DAB353 - attire

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XXXEverything had gone wrong. So horribly wrong. Cori was practically sick to her stomach. Watching her friends get mowed down like, like nothing was something she never wanted to see in her life. They should've been more careful, more cautious, but that was thing thing about heroes, even she was guilty of it they trusted too easily. She was lucky she had gotten out, but she only felt guilty, guilty and ashamed that she couldn't shield everyone.

She was one of the few that suggested going to the villains, because unlike most Corinna had faith in those that the others didn't. Classic Corinna, seeing the good in people who probably didn't deserve it. Yet here they were, facing the people they spent most of the time trying to stop, asking for their help. It was so far-fetched, but she hoped they saw how desperate they were.

She had a deep cut on her forehead, she could practically feel the blood making a trail down the side of her face. Spence offered to help but she had refused, there were others that needed more help than she did. She wasn't surprised when the second they came in they were met with threats and hostility, she didn't blame them. Just for the sake of her fellow heroes she held her hands out, a yellow shimmery shield encasing them from any more harm.

Finally, when the blue-eyed boy spoke, "they're looking for help", she let out a breath of relief that he had practically read their minds (she truly had no idea). "He's telling the truth, we were double-crossed. Please, w-we lost so many of us and they're coming back to finish us off" Her voice faltered as she thought of those that were not as lucky as herself, and for the fact that her plea seemed slightly useless. Why would they want to help? She pushed it immediately aside, she had to have hope.

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