❝ I CAN BE NICE , YOU KNOW ? sometimes i can’t . but right now , i can . when everyone’s away, it’s easier. ❞
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❝ I CAN BE NICE , YOU KNOW ? sometimes i can’t . but right now , i can . when everyone’s away, it’s easier. ❞
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( a creep in the woods , the snap of a dead leaf . how lucky you'll be , it was deceased long ago , no life in it . or it would be your own next , ) ❝ who's there -- ?! ❞ eyes on the prowl , you won't get out of this one .
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" you're a difficult woman to find. "
he slides onto the empty stool beside her, signaling to the bartender he'd like a drink. a glass of mezcal, neat. " I imagine that's by design, of course, " he continues, smoothing out the creases in his slacks as he attempts to make himself comfortable in such a... modest establishment, " but I'm afraid times have changed. when you have an alien flying around in hideously bright red underwear that stops bank robberies and catches falling babies and turns back hostile flying saucers on a daily basis, shadowy organizations led by an equally tenebrous puppet master don't seem quite so far-fetched any more. "
the bartender sets the drink down and makes an expeditious retreat to the other end of the bar, sensing that this is a conversation not worth being privy to. Lex idly traces the rim of the glass with a finger, but makes no indication he intends to actually consume it. " I've no doubt a woman of your caliber and reputation is no stranger to snuffing out the occasional pest—terrestrial or otherwise—but as we both know, it certainly helps to have the right tools for the job. "
Lex places a small box (like something that would store a piece of jewelry such as a ring) on the counter and then leans forward, voice now barely above a whisper.
" hagamos un trato, la dama. "
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"Should never have come here."
//I know some moths can use ultrasonic clicks to deter some predators away...thoughts? 🤔
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hiiii thank you for this! i think i referenced it briefly in an old post but i need actual detailed and compile guide of val's powers and qualities.
val definitely uses ultrasound for various things. that is why he can still shoot and navigate efficiently despite his damaged eyesight. being both a moth-like creature and demonic entity, means having certain enhanced senses ( a hybrid of demonic powers and moth traits ).
val's ultrasound and echolocation can help him navigate and deter other frequencies. he can also use sound to subliminally affect others, which is useful when paired with the inebriating affects of the natural aphrodisiacs & pheromones in his saliva, smoke, etc.
➳ — s.c. @brujaroja / amparo oaxaca.
This is not how Artemis had thought her evening would end. It's a Thursday night, where normally she would be in bed reading or prepping for tomorrow's class and yet... Here she is in a whole other country. Fighting against someone who clearly has a point to prove and does it by making herself powerful.
When Conner had first approached her about joining a mission to investigate a claim of Apokolips technology on Earth as detected by Cyborg from the Watchtower, she had thought sure, why not? A simple intel gathering mission as support that involved investigating a lead and she'd be home by 10. She hates it when she underestimates. Cyborg is more tapped into Apokolips technology than anyone aside from Halo because of his being fused with a Father Box and Sphere had reacted when they had flown close.
Artemis grits her teeth as she reloads her crossbow, dodging a particularly nasty-looking blow as she does. Once it's locked and loaded, she handsprings back and aims.
❝ Are you going to tell me where you got it or are we here to play games? I'm not in the mood to play! ❞ Too reckless, maybe. But Artemis can hold her own well enough.