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Replying to everyone now. So sorry for the delay, life got in the way of things. :C if anyone else is waiting on one by tomorrow, let me know!
((Nights, like if i owe or message me for a starter))
((Or an M!A or something, haven't had a proper one for a while. I know I owe Moira (soot-and-steam), Skylar (sunkenseashells) and Eureka (notsoinnocentflower)
Overrole and Soot-and-Steam's Roleplay
It is another mild spring night in New York City, the glare of the neon lights keeping the city eternally in twilight even during the darkest hours. While no place can claim to be beyond the noises of the city which occur at all hours, the back alleys and dark passageways that mark the gaps between the monolithic skyscrapers provide a relative amount of darkness and quiet. A place to escape for those overwhelmed by the city itself or for those not welcome out in the light.
Darting through these narrow passageways, seemingly at random, a solitary figure moves. Hiding his face behind a hood he keeps checking the path he has just travelled for any signs of pursuers as he goes. Unluckily for him he is correct to do so and his brief journey ends as a figure moves to block his path and the two others following him completely trap him in one of the narrow alleys. To the observant these figures are a familiar sight, hired by a corporation to perform the less legal pursuits of those who require a good public image.
"I don't suppose you fellas will just let me go huh?" asks the man sheepishly. The figures respond by pulling out stun batons and activating them.
“And I don’t suppose you are going to come quietly either? Well fortunately for us there was never any order about not harming you so even if you don’t we still get paid.” smirks one of the goons. She motions to her companions “Take him out.”