@constellaxiions ----> @rebelcourage ------> @blacklixtedwitch (whatever order =p)
The moon hung high in the sky and it gave an eerie shadow to the skyline of the city. Torin could flames licking up at different locations in the downtown area of the city. It was a mess. There was a new threat to the city he took so much pride of being a part of and he knew that if he and others like him didn’t come together, putting differences they may have have with each other. The scale of dangr and destruction was spreading and now it wasn’t just confined to his city, it was neighbouring cities as well. It needed all of them to fight all of what was happening. it was their responsibility after all. If they had decided to put masks on and defend thir cities then they owed the people of them not to give up and keep fighting. It hadn’t been by chance that he had donned his masked, Torin had watched his parentd get murdered right in front of his eyes, all at the hands of Krennic, the crime boss of the city and his group called ‘The Empire”. As he waited, he focused his attention on the rest of the rooftops, knowing that his acquaintances would use them to get to their meeting. It was much safer. A lot of Krennic’s men were keeping watch of the main points of entry and reference around the city. He wondered how the world had decided that crime and violence was above living well and loving thy neighbour. Torin had had questionable times in his past where his more volitile side of him had won but that was behind him. His parent’s deaths made him want to channel all of that into something else, like getting his revenge those who had taken everything away from him. He hadn’t been the first vigilante in this city and he knew he wouldn’t be the last but he’d fight until he couldn’t anymore. He also wasn’t the most experienced out of everyone who did the same as he did but he had his own unique set of skills and powers that came in handy, just like the others. A movement to his right caused him to turn and face that direction. He spotted two figures, tensing just in case it was some of Krennic’s cronies but as the figures got closer, he relaxed, just a little. Torin had to keep his guard up, they all were the same so he knew no one would feel any offence. He nodded his head as they stopped to his side and then several more people turned up. Folding his arms, Torin faced them all and pursed his lips under the mask that covered his face. “You know why we’re all here so i shouldn’t need to explain it.” His voice was grave as he addressed them, his voice changer working just like it always had. “We need to bring Krennic and his empire down and we might not win but we still have to try.” There was no point in trying to sugar coat it. “Does anyone have any suggestions of how we go about this? We all have to work together...”