Runaways Vol 1, #12
A.K.A. That time Molly called Tandy Dazzler
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Runaways Vol 1, #12
A.K.A. That time Molly called Tandy Dazzler
@its-princess-freakin-powerful
"...Little One..?" Ty couldn't mask the surprise in his voice, dark form solidifying on the street with a twist of his cloak. He blinked pale eyes, staring at Molly Hayes with an unspoken question on his lips. "...it is... Molly, isn't it?.."
This was hardly the place Cloak expected to find the youngest member of the former Pride children, especially with what he had come to learn of the Runaways fierce loyalty to one another. Considering, Tyrone twitched his gaze past Molly, to the empty street behind her. "...you are... alone? Do you need aid?"
Not that Molly wasn't entirely capable of handling herself. Ty remembered that detail all too well...
“....”
@its-princess-freakin-powerful
Carol glanced at her phone, shouldn’t be more than ten minutes until she arrived home. She had to stay behind at the tower a little longer than she liked, researching more about the Accords and related things, feeling like maybe she was missing something, something some people were seeing and she wasn’t. While she was in favor of registration, Carol was always open to new ideas and has learned to always question where she stands---it’s the only way to make sure you catch your mistakes before anyone else does (hopefully).
With a bag of takeout in one hand, Carol kept to walking, not wanting things to get messy in air while she was rushing. Thankfully the place wasn’t too far from Jessica’s apartment so it wouldn’t, shouldn’t take long. Little did she know...
The sound of fighting is something Carol has locked into memory (despite how fickle memory can be) and she shut her eyes at the sound. At this point if it was a vigilante she was willing to overlook it, but as she came close and peeked over the wall to see a little girl (in stature--maybe not in age?) fighting off some larger men, Carol cursed. Couldn’t take the risk that wasn’t a child and last she heard there was no one under 5 feet on any team. She set down the takeout, draping her jacket over it, keeping it away from the fight.
In an instant, her clothing changed to her uniform and she stepped into the alley, hands outstretched, aimed and glowing.
“How about we do it the easy way this time?”
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😶 For how I think our muses would get along if they haven’t interacted yet
Molly probably reminds America of herself in that she’s a young girl with a lot of power and a lot of attitude. She’d like Molly’s sass a lot and would try to look out for her as much as she could whenever they saw each other.
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👩 For someone my muse has familial feelings of any kinds towards
Though she’ll tell anyone who asks that he’s her best friend and not her brother, Kasper is absolutely her family. It will (eventually) occur to her that she’ll have to move into a bigger space if she’s going to have a baby, but she’d never even consider not finding a place with enough room for Kasper and Taisce.
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First Encounter // Molly & Unicorn ((Supernatural AU))
She was....what was the word for it? Not scared....but...nervous....yes, that was it. she was nervous. The unicorn stood at the edge of the boundaries to her corner of the forest. Her ears flicked as she considered turning back. No! No! She would learn what was beyond her forest! and if things turned out terribly she could return, after all she was the only one whom knew where this place was.
‘There will be more then enough magic remaining to keep my home safe.’ She reminded herself with a huff and flick of her mane. Raising a single hoof she hesitated for only a second before landing it outside the barrier. Inch by inch the rest of the pure white being followed until she found herself at a gallop through trees and paths she’d never explored before. It was exhilarating! Feeling the strange, yet somewhat familiar breeze brush her fur and ruffle her mane.
A soft whinny of excitement escaped her and the moment she realized she stopped in her tracks and looked about. Her ears flicked in one direction to the other listening for any signs that there were more then just the forest’s natural residents around that may have heard her. She...didn’t see anything...but she could feel something. She followed the strange pull slowly, hooves sinking into the moist earthen forest with every step and her lion-like tail flicking back and forth nervously.
Finally she came to a small clearing where a young girl was occupying already. She wasn’t sure exactly what the girl was doing but the was an air of magic about her...perhaps that is what drew the unicorn here? She watched quietly for a time but eventually the soft brushing of a falling leaf against her nostril cause the creature to huff in surprise. She immediately snapped her head up to face the girl managing to stand so still one almost wouldn’t know she were alive if not for the subtle movements of her sides indicating she was breathing.