Don't Fear the Reaper -- Superhero RP -- Open!

[nyctomancy]

griffin blackwood // male // twenty-one // villain // with; kratos

steering wings made out of hypercharged electricity was harder than it looked. for one, electricity wasn't exactly a.. tangible element, and as such the constructs griffin formed out of it were always on the iffy side. destructive, but not so solid. with a little oomph they always could be, though it often drained the brunette immensely. for now he was living off of the electricity he was siphoning from the buildings he flew over - knocking out their power before absorbing it for his own selfish needs. it would have been easier, much easier, to simply become an electrical current and move as such. but alas, that had a drawback, as griffin had yet to understand how to break down objects and carry them with him. so transportation was limited. not a problem - as he had other ways. but back to the original thought - electrical wings were hard to fly with. but the villain had practice, which he was now putting to good use.

enjoying his flight over the city, his short tranquility was interrupted by the beat of wingbeats. craning his head, griffin quickly pivoted and got a good look at his pursuer. and startled. in the lapse of his concentration, his wings shimmered, the connection loosening momentarily as griffin began to fall. establishing his grip seconds later, the brunette soared back up into the air, the arcs of electricity as strong as before. a horse, the heck? he mused quietly, believing the creature to be a shifter. though, no shifting heroes automatically came to mind other than martian manhunter and his niece. but those two were high profile - they wouldn't be sent after a lowlife like him. what is happening.. the youth mused privately to himself, stalling as he attempted to make a decision.

( i'm not the best describer, heh. here's an example of what his wings would look like; x )

[KyokoKirigiri]

Laurel~ I left the house for work and locked the door. Olivia is gathering being Green Arrow and high school. Olivia has the highest the grades in her high school.

[jörmungandr.]

Kratos let out some deep breaths while he flew after the masked man. His large black wings would beat a couple times before he spread them straight out for a little bit. He thought about getting into the guy's head and communicating that way by using telepathic communication. But he didn't want to freak the guy out. He'd wait until he somehow gained the guys attention before he did anything like that. Kratos moved a bit faster, gaining on Griffin slowly. Finally the guy seemed to turn his head back and Kratos was pretty sure the guy saw him. For the electrical wings seemed to fault for a moment and the guy began falling. Kratos beat his wings faster, getting ready to dive after the male. But moments later the guy regained himself and flew back into the air. Kratos moved in closer, now not very far away. Now probably wasn't the best time to talk in the guy's mind, he had already freaked him out some, but Kratos decided to do it anyways. He focused in on Griffin and easily got inside the guy's head, then he made himself known. "Who are you? Or.. what are you?" Kratos said inside the guy's head. His voice sounded younger than one would expect but it was still solid.

[nyctomancy]

griffin blackwood // male // twenty-one // villain // with; kratos

and of course, the horse than spoke to him. griffin cursed. telepathy. it had to be a martian.. right? martians had telepathy and shapeshifting - it would make sense. but again, he reasoned, martians don't go after cheap thugs. regardless, the beast had spoke to him, and as such, it demanded an answer. steeling his nerves, griffin forced himself to calm down. he rationalized with himself, that he was overthinking this issue. regaining his steel, he stared at the magnificent, black pegasus through the shades eyeslits of his mask. shouldn't i be asking you the same thing? the villain asked kratos, focusing much of his energies on replying to the telepath. his voice was cool, nonchalant, and it took every ounce of his being to keep it that way. the brunette was struggling internally, but he couldn't - he wouldn't quiver.

[jörmungandr.]

Kratos stared at the guy, trying to judge his reaction. Surprisingly it seemed like the guy had taken the telepathy well. That was a first. His ears perked up a bit when the male seemed to easily returned the telepathy. "I guess you're right... I'm Kratos, a pegasus, I'm sure you've heard of my species before. Right?" he replied, "Now who are you? And what are you? I've never seen your kind before." With a couple fast beats of his wings Kratos was now almost right next to the male. Why was he dressed up so oddly compared to the others? Did it have to do with what he was doing back at the building? It seemed more apparent that what this guy had been doing wasn't good. "And how come you're the only one who can do that type of stuff with electricity... or do anything like that at all?" Kratos asked. This guy just didn't make sense to him. Though Kratos probably didn't make sense to this guy either.

[nyctomancy]

griffin blackwood // male // twenty-one // villain // with; kratos

pegasus? this guy isn't a martian? griffin thought to himself, confusion nearly overloading his senses. he tilted his head, trying to get a look at the figure which was very obviously a winged horse. of course, the brunette was doing his best to conceal his thoughts from this "kratos". but he didn't know what he was doing, so the pegasus probably could hear him. opening his mouth, as if to say something aloud, the male was interrupted by the sound of something whizzing past him. the youth's brown eyes widened, alarmed, as he realized he was having a conversation with a flippin' flying horse while on the run from the police and whoever else tuned into police scanner. listen kratos, i'd love to talk but i've kinda got a tail, the metahuman replied, before nodding to the ground patrols. a bit irritated that this conversation was being interrupted, he sent an arc of lightning from his palm, ushering it straight towards the shooting cops.

without another word he banked quickly, before amping up the voltage in his electric wings. glowing more brightly now he resumed his flying, presumably to get to a safe house. while he didn't invite kratos to follow him, he didn't exactly ward the horse.. away either, leaving the invitation open-ended. as he flew griffin threw volley after volley of his electrical orbs at the gathered cops. not enough to do much damage, but it would still hurt to get shocked by one of the suckers. enough hurt where they could concentrate on not shooting him for a few minutes.

[KyokoKirigiri]

Olivia~ It was time for lunch at my high school. I grabbed my lunch out of my locker and went to the lunch room. Guys throw themselves at me because I'm Oliver Queen and Felicity Smoke's daughter. (If you want Implosion Griffin can attack the High school in Star City where Olivia goes to)

[nyctomancy]

sorry dark, but he has no reason too. right now he's running from the cops, with the intent of getting back to his safehouse to catalog what he's stolen. you could always interact with him and kratos, tho. ]

[jörmungandr.]

Kratos flattened his ears when he heard the sound of something whistle through the air. What was that? He concentrated on the guy as he began speaking again. Kratos was confused at the guys words at first- this guy clearly didn't have a tail... Then he nodded toward the people on the ground and Kratos finally understood. Those guys were obviously after this electric person.. Letting out a long sigh he moved his head up and down a bit, nodding in understanding. Kratos was sure that his presence was probably bringing a bit more attention to this guy, so maybe he should leave. But Kratos wanted to know more about this guy. When lightning suddenly burst from the guys palm Kratos moved back, making sure he was clear out of the way. Then when the guy suddenly banked away Kratos flew slowly for a few moment, trying to decide what to do. Finally he decided on following this guy, but staying back away from the fight. Kratos didn't want to get involved but he still wanted to talk. So, he lowered himself from the sky a bit more and just above the buildings. He also kept his distance but it was easy to still follow the bright electricity. "Where are you going?" he asked, invading the guys mind once again.

[nyctomancy]

griffin blackwood // male // twenty-one // villain // with; kratos

to trust the telepathic horse, or to not? that was the question here. he couldn't really think of any pros, but cons? there were tons. a undercover martian - griffin still wasn't letting of that martian thing - or just an otherwise annoying superhero. and yet, kratos didn't act like the stereotypical heroes. he was curious, full of questions. maybe he's trying to discover your weakness, his mind whispered, ever the pessimist. but the villain's gut told him a different story. that the pegasus genuinely didn't know jack squat about metahumans. oh right, the horse was expecting an answer. kratos' "where are you going?" had fallen into silence, as the male had delved once more into his thoughts. 'a safeplace,' answered griffin, once more directing his thoughts towards the pegasus. 'with luck, i'll lose the cops and be home free. where are you.. uh, going? what? he had to ask.