Grasping for the Light: A Teen Titans Roleplay

"Want me to try" I asked, grinning at the prospect, then continuing "I'm fine with whatever."
 
I decided to doo the whole hero bit for this part, using my canine to pull out the pin and using an overhand lob to throw it as I dove to the side, rolling up to press myself flat against the wall.
 
A humongous explosion shortly after he threw it and uncountable of human cries alerted me to the fact that the job was done. <Hopefully they don't have more traps like that> I muttered.
 
"A large shake says they do" I said rather competitively, beginning to move forward again and swiftly dispatching any survivors that I found.
 
<Great. just what I wanted to hear> I said sarcasticly, following and using my claws to make short work of the survivors that Chaos wasn't killing off..
 
"On the other hand" I muttered under my breath when I'd reached the door without incident "I could be wrong" I finished, looking for a way into the central chamber.
 
<I'm not getting my hopes up> I said, noticing an air duct on the ceiling, that more than likly led ot the other side of the door, but it was too high for either of us to reach, especially with me unable to morph <there's an air duct on the ceiling, if you jump off my back, you should be able to reach it.> I said calmly
 
"Alright" I said a bit sckeptically. "We can try, at least" I finished, moving closer to Eclipse.
 
"You're telling me" I quipped back, doing my best to scramble up onto Eclipse's back.
 
"I'd imagine so" I shot back, finally managing a precarious perch on her back. from there, the only difficult part was keeping my balance as I got the grate off. Once I had myself fully inside, I turned around so I was facing Eclipse, gave a small salute and said"Wish me luck" as I turned back around and crawled off.
 
It wasn't all that great a distance from the grate I'd come through to the exit I wanted. Unfortunately, they'd narrowed the width of the grate to something I couldn't hope to fit more than my head through. What it allowed me, though, was to see securit around the area. My grenade had taken out about half of them it seemed. I shuffled backwards along the corridor, then hopped out through the grate I'd come in by saying "We've got a problem."
 
It was later on that day that the villianess decided to attempt a new break-in. To where, she didn't know, but the adoloscent criminal was fed up with waiting to strike...

Clambering into a air-vent of some building-which one? She didn't particularly care- as quietly as she could, Illusion cursed her late arrival.

However, as she rouded a corner, sdhe had a feeling in the pit of her stomach that she wasn't alone in this place...

Illusion shook her head.
A couple of guards were nothing! But, maybe...
Forget it. She told herself sharply, proceeding in finding yet another passageway, whist shaking her head in self-disgust.


 
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It wasn't all that great a distance from the grate I'd come through to the exit I wanted. Unfortunately, they'd narrowed the width of the grate to something I couldn't hope to fit more than my head through. What it allowed me, though, was to see securit around the area. My grenade had taken out about half of them it seemed. I shuffled backwards along the corridor, then hopped out through the grate I'd come in by saying "We've got a problem."
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<Didn't I tell you? that's NOT what I want to hear> I said, getting to my feet with a low growl.
 
"Do you want to hear how it is" I snapped back "Or would you rather have charged straight in without knowing what's in there? Or better yet! A nice comforting lie, perhaps?"
 
A few more minutes, soon, she fell through a small hole, that had been obviously used by criminals at least years before her, and she landed in yet another vent passage, a bit ticked off at the fall.

Slapping the side of her head in irration and frustration, she continued slowly.
 
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The Adamant Dodger said:
"Do you want to hear how it is" I snapped back "Or would you rather have charged straight in without knowing what's in there? Or better yet! A nice comforting lie, perhaps?"
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<I was being sarcastic> I said, trying to keep control of my temper. my claws clicked on the ground, as I fought the mental orders to jump him. Finally, I calmed down enough to not launch a strike.
 
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