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Post by Storm on Feb 7, 2010 21:59:05 GMT -6
Ororo was enjoying a day to herself. She was wearing a blue long sleeved shirt, along with blue jeans. She was wearing a head scarf that hid her long white hair and sunglasses over her blue eyes. She was wearing black flats on her feet with a small hand bag to complete the outfit. The only thing that made her stand out was her height. She was walking around the park by herself just enjoying nature.
So far it had been a quiet day for her. It seemed that most everyone else was also enjoying the day. That was when she heard a commotion that caught her attention Ororo speed over to see several guys ganging up on a sole girl. Ororo walked over to them and help the girl out. “Leave her alone,” Ororo told them sternly. They looked at her and laughed then one tried to attack Ororo. She caught his wrist and he struggled with her as the other boys ganged up on Ororo trying to force her to let go.
“Hey! Let me go!” the boy Ororo was holding screamed. The girl took the opportunity to run away as the boys tried getting Ororo to let go.
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Post by Moses Queen on Feb 9, 2010 2:12:57 GMT -6
"Gah! Son of a-!" Moses' complaints caused nearly everyone on the sidewalk glance at him, but it wasn't his fault. Some girl had just come barrelling into him and sent the man's coffee onto his chest and stop. That shit was hot! "Hey, where are you....hey! Come back here!" But she was already scampering away. Oddly enough though it didn't seem as if it was his shouted and pissed off expression that sent her running for her life. No, the same thing that made her shower Moses in steaming coffee was what made her keep going without so much as a second glance. "Damn kids." Moses shook his hands to try getting rid of the hot dark liquid, fanning his shirt and coat in an attempt to free it of the coffee. "Damn kids?" He repeated his own words with a confused look. "Great, now Im starting to sound like Grandpa."
Shaking his head to himself Moses swiped a few napkins from a hotdog vendor and patted himself dry. What a way to start what would have been a nice walk in the part. Damn ki....damn that girl who decided running into people was fun! Thrusting his hands into the pockets of his trenchcoat Moses tried his best to put himself back into his easy-going atmosphere, but damn was it tough. A few ways off he heard voices, and what sounded like the shuffling of tennis on the concrete. Someone was in a scuffle.
Turning deeper into the park, between a group of shrubs and a large marble statue Moses saw a gang of teen age boys and a single woman. A single black woman. A single, beautiful, black woman. "Hey! Since when do a group of males take on one female? Somebody needs to teach you little boys a lesson." The lady appeared to not be having too much trouble with them though, hopefully she didn't take offence to Moses trying to lend a hand.
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Post by Storm on Feb 11, 2010 1:04:42 GMT -6
Ororo let the boy go when she was sure that the girl was a safe distance away. Ororo turned to the man that had come to help her. “Thank you but, I think everything is in hand,” Ororo told him. She moved some of her hair out of face and the sun flashed off Ororo’s engagement ring.
Ororo could have beaten the guys up if she had desired but, she just wanted them to stop what they were up to. “I was trying to stop the boys from harassing a young girl. She is long gone now though,” Ororo pointed out.
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Post by Moses Queen on Feb 11, 2010 2:05:59 GMT -6
Moses eyes watched the group of boys at a narrowed slant, his gaze no longer on the woman as she released the kid. Though the woman with the sunglasses appeared to be ready to move on and forget any of this had ever happened, the boys didn't look too happy about a chick just brushing them off. "Something tells me these assholes don't agree with you." He spared the woman a sideways glance. What was with the women he happened to meet? First Selina, now this random woman in the park. They just seemed to be eerily comfortable in otherwise tense situations.
Moses' focus quickly went back to the male group as the teen that Storm had grabbed suddenly launched himself at her. His friends watched on idly as a hook was thrown straight for the dark-skinned woman's face. The woman may have preferred not to have him jump in, but this looked like too much fun for Moses to just skip on. "Not today, wiggles!" Before the balled fist could strike its intended target Moses had gripped the boy's wrist and easily redirected his momentum to toss the kid into a thorn bush.
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Post by Storm on Feb 13, 2010 21:27:18 GMT -6
Ororo still had most of her attention on the boys and was about to stop the boy herself when the man stepped in. Another one of the gang attacked well Moses was dealing with the one kid. He pulled a knife and charged Ororo. Ororo brought one arm up and blocked his knife hand well the other hand punched the guy in the gut. It caused the boy to drop the knife.
A giant wind came up and pushed the boys back. A lightning bolt followed from the woman’s hand causing dirt to fly up from the strike. “Leave now!” she stated. Her voice held thunder in it. A wind picked up and her head scarf loosened and she caught it as the wins was about to take it. Her white hair was revealed and whipped by the wind.
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