Picture this: I'm running as fast as my legs can carry me, my arms full of a box of important documents that would bring the cult's darkness into the public light. Agents are closing in, hooded robes causing them to appear as spectres, evil shadows reaching to claim my very soul. The rain is coming down like sheets, painting the world in a dismal gray, the pounding of shoes and heels against the pavement scattering water and grime.
Just when I feel my heart give, my breath tear from my lungs, my body screaming for rest when I need each ounce of frantic energy the most... a strong arm from my left pulls me in from a nearby alleyway. Close by is his hover board, alive and humming with alien energy. I climb on, and those arms surround me, hold me tight.
FEAR NOT, says my presently faceless savior. FOR THE WORLD SHALL SOON SEE THE FOLLY OF THESE FANATICAL FOES!
Then, doing a sick flip, we escape to deliver the blackmail. We escape to a tropical island, and we canoodle until the end of days as the cult falls.
[She paused.]
Anyway! We met on missions, I flirted, we agreed to a date which turned into another date. I realized over time that not only did I not want to stop doing it, but I'd grown rather fond of him. Turns out he felt the same, confessed over the holidays, and we've been at it ever since.
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[She swept the scepter in an arc.]
Picture this: I'm running as fast as my legs can carry me, my arms full of a box of important documents that would bring the cult's darkness into the public light. Agents are closing in, hooded robes causing them to appear as spectres, evil shadows reaching to claim my very soul. The rain is coming down like sheets, painting the world in a dismal gray, the pounding of shoes and heels against the pavement scattering water and grime.
Just when I feel my heart give, my breath tear from my lungs, my body screaming for rest when I need each ounce of frantic energy the most... a strong arm from my left pulls me in from a nearby alleyway. Close by is his hover board, alive and humming with alien energy. I climb on, and those arms surround me, hold me tight.
FEAR NOT, says my presently faceless savior. FOR THE WORLD SHALL SOON SEE THE FOLLY OF THESE FANATICAL FOES!
Then, doing a sick flip, we escape to deliver the blackmail. We escape to a tropical island, and we canoodle until the end of days as the cult falls.
[She paused.]
Anyway! We met on missions, I flirted, we agreed to a date which turned into another date. I realized over time that not only did I not want to stop doing it, but I'd grown rather fond of him. Turns out he felt the same, confessed over the holidays, and we've been at it ever since.