The darkness that overwhelmed the space between the apartment buildings felt different than a typical shadow. Jono could feel it in his bones. The scattered agents were then swallowed, overtaken by shadow creatures and pulled into the earth below. He could feel each one, just enough, psychically until they disappeared into the ether. His company’s power awed him and it was clear who’s side she was on, but he was still wary of the chill than ran down his spine.
Her whole presence was dramatic - billowing cape, dark magic, intimidating persona. It was all there, in plain black and purple. Some would say that Jono was dramatic - with the black leather, messy hair, and fire face - but he’d argue otherwise. Every time. While captivating, on some level, Jono was taken for another loop when she so effortlessly scooped up the remaining conscious agent and dangled him in front of him, like bait on a hook.
He cocked his head at the offering and soaked up her words, obviously very willing and wanting to teach this fascist a lesson. He’d be doing them all a service - one less fascist in the world and they’d be better off, right? Still, with the other agents gone and fucked off thanks to some shadow monsters, it felt slightly wrong to inherently burn this one to a crisp. Instead, and without a word, Jono reached out and socked the agent in the face, breaking his nose and knocking him out.
Jono shook his hand as he took a step back and gave the unconscious agent a nod, though his eyes were on the woman. “There’s his lesson,” he started and lifted a hand so he could begin to rewrap his bindings. His eyes then lowered and he lifted a brow, the other partially covered by his matted bangs. “Ah, he’s pissed himself,” Jono then nodded as he finished up the coverings around his face. “Yeah. Definitely his lesson.” A pause. “Thanks for the, uh, help, luv. That was a neat trick.”
Raven was sure that the other was probably looking at her crazy – especially since she had not been in the public’s eye for nearly five years. She would not even be surprised if he had no idea who she was, but she couldn’t let the assholes take advantage of the man. Her powers were from a demon aka her father, so she was sure that it was intimidating and the black aura glowing at her hands often scared others, but it was the nature of her powers – but she had nothing but great intent with them. But Raven was amazing and would never hold herself back when it came to saving lives.
She looked at the male with a soft expression – because it looked like his entire face was covered in flames and she hadn’t turned on her empathetic abilities, so she didn’t know if he was in pain and just good at not showing it. But she was planning on asking him that – otherwise he looked healthy and extremely in shape. She snapped out of it, because she still had to remember that she didn’t know the guy or what he was about just yet. So she still had to keep her guard up, because it could be a set up. Even though she really doubted that.
“Love when that happens.” Raven replied back in her monotonic voice. But it was true, she did get joy when the attacks, thugs, and bad guys were taken by surprise and pissed on themselves. Raven tried to hide a snicker of laughter, not wanting to give up her stoic persona around the stranger just yet. Sure that they were going to go through the getting to know each other a little more phase before they would be laughing and joking – especially with everyone being on high alert. She walked closer towards the male and cocked her head softly.
“Thank you. But your trick… is that something that just burns nonstop?” She was curious, because she wanted to see if she could help the male at all, her powers could do a lot and she would do a lot. “Even when it is raining and such?” She asked the other with a soft expression, because she didn’t want to come off too abrasive with him, because she knew that she could come off as extremely blunt sometimes and that was something she knew wouldn’t be good especially with someone she just met.