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    Skylar was getting more and more frustrated as time went on. Where the hell was her sister at, and why did she feel like something was really off around her. Even her shadows weren't cooperating, and she worried about suiting up just incase they consumed her. She didn't want to start attacking civilians, whether they were from her city or someone else's city. They were innocent and they didn't deserve to have someone with powers suddenly attacking them for no known reason.




    "Ashley where have you gone this time?" She wondered as she circled back towards the park. It wasn't hard to tell where it was, because the fight still seemed to be going on. She was half tempted to join in, if only for the simple fact that she needed to take her anger out on something. That wasn't happening though, because she didn't want to lose control of her shadows and start fighting the wrong person. And while she was perfectly capable of fighting with the assortment of weapons she constantly carried on her, her suit came from being made of her shadows, which would only complicate things further if they did consume her. So she was stuck sitting and just watching as a spectator how the fight turned out from the rooftop, siting down and watching below. It wasn't all that interesting. Did it really take that many heroes to fight one guy? Didn't Batman fight a million of them AND the Joker and win most of the time within no time? Either Batman was crazy strong, or these guys didn't know what they were doing.







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    Ashley was rather confused at the male who had not seemed annoyed at all with her rambling - which was a first for her. The feeling was... strange to say the least. Her heart warmed and she felt her smile grow to know that at least one person didn't find her annoying. It wasn't like she wanted to ramble all the time, it just happened because she tried to explain herself so that no one got upset or she did it when she was nervous. In this case, it was for both reasons. Though it seemed to have succeeded for once, and Ashley felt relatively accomplished.




    While he didn't look like any normal person, she knew she was not a person to have any right to judge anyone else. She was just Ashley Hale, the typical blonde girl who tended to make people think she was a 'dumb blonde' which was hardly the case. It was just easier to go along with the term she was coined as than to argue with them to prove she was not, in fact, dumb.




    The sincerity of the apology struck her dumb, however. Her mouth even gaped open slightly, eyes wide in surprise. She could not believe that he was actually apologizing to her, when she was pretty sure it had been her to had walked right into him while staring at a cute little bunny that had been nibbling on grass in the park. Her lips formed into a soft smile, having been rather touched by the stranger even if she didn't know anything about it, and even if he didn't realize this was a whole new scene for her. Not flirting with the attractive guy right away had already told her that it was a weird situation.




    "I'd love to help out in any way that I can!" She told him, nodding her head a bit. Ashley suddenly realized that she didn't know his name, which meant that he didn't know her name. And while she knew he hardly cared to know her name - or that is what she assumed, since most people wanted to get as far away from her as possible most of the time - she knew it was only polite to introduce herself. "Oh! I'm sorry, I've been so rude." She blushed a bit upon saying it aloud. "My name is Ashley Hale," she wasn't sure if she should hold out her hand or not, so instead she went with a small half-wave that came up to the middle of her face and out towards the edge of her face, her head tilting a bit with the introduction.




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    "That would be so helpful, thank you," Loki smiled, though there was a hidden deviousness there that Ashley wasn't likely to notice in her fluster, "Pleased to meet you, Ashley Hale. My name is Luke Silverton."


    The name was completely made up, of course, yet the way he said it so seamlessly made the lie unnoticeable. Bragging of his place amongst the Aesir and showing off his power wasn't the best way to win this one, at least not to start with. Going under a different name and keeping the rest a secret for the moment seemed the better option. If it came to it, he would lead up to confessing his real identity. That way he could get her to trust him as someone on a similar level to her rather than possibly scare her away. If that happened, she would be useless.


    "So I take it you're not from around here?" He asked amiably, watching her curiously through blue-green eyes. If she had entered the portal like the others and himself had, then it was likely she had some kind of ability- from what he could tell, almost all of the others did. It also probably meant that she was either a hero or a villain. If she was the latter, ironically it might be harder for him. The 'bad guys' were more likely to play you false, and were generally more suspicious. If she classed herself as a hero, then if he ever got into some trouble with the others then she could vouch for him and leave the 'good guys' bickering amongst themselves.


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    Not even thinking about lying, or what it might cost to tell the truth, Ashley shook her head. "No. This is an entirely new place to me. It's kind of exciting though to explore. The street signs are all backwards too! Instead of saying like '4th street' they say 'Street 4th'. Isn't that cool?" She giggled a little at how silly that was. Who named a street like that? Though she figured that they would laugh too if they saw the street signs where she came from, because to them it would be backwards like it was for her.




    "It's nice to meet you though, Luke." Ashley said with a smile. She wasn't sure how she got to this place, because she was too busy watching the Angel of Death - who was saving her rather frequently, actually - to realize they had suddenly been dragged somewhere else. It seemed from what little she had seen that everyone there had some sort of magic ability, which made her assume that either she did too (which was outrageous) or the Angel of Death's shadows around her had somehow yanked her in with her. Either way, the place was cool, and she knew for a few hours she would have fun until she needed to find her sister and wanted to spend time with her family.




    While she wasn't suspicious of the man, she was rather curious. No one had ever NOT brushed her off like she was worthless. Honestly if she would have known he was actually Loki, the god who tried to take over the world and thought humans were beneath him, she wouldn't have disagreed because she thought she was beneath everyone anyways. The change was nice, strange and kind of scary, but the fact that she could possibly have a friend really made her happy. Plus he was really cute. "So, Mr. Gorgeous, where are you looking for? I don't know my way around, but at least if we know what location we are trying to find then we have a better shot at finding it." Before she could stop herself she had spoken the mental nickname aloud. While her cheeks flushed red, her smile and posture made it seem like she'd meant to say it and that it hadn't been an accidental slip up.




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    Hailee had successfully pulled the Joker off the man, great. The wolf had barely taken a step back when something was thrown into her eyes. A vicious snarl ripped from her throat as she shot back, just barely avoiding the heat of the match that would have surely lit her face up.


    The shifter tossed her head and pawed at it, hackles raised and bristling. That b@stard would pay for that one!


    Once she had finally cleaned up her eyes, she noticed glowing wolves like herself by her side, ready to attack. The canine snapped her jaws, before noticing they were focused more on joker than her. Allies? Cool with her at this point.


    She stood, turning towards the green haired clown, ears pinned against her head. Hailee knew she had enough energy at this point to change forms again, but something told her it’d be best to keep them..secret, from this psycho.


    The wolf charged again, ducking to the side last minute and attempting to body slam the Joker farther away from Matt.




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    Just as the orange and yellow flames ignited The Clown felt the jaws of his attacker finally clamp free. He would use this small window of time to collect his barrings, or his gun. The wolf already had a taste of him, and would surely be coming back for more. The lanky figure got up quickly, but before the greened haired clown could even take but two steps he was faced with a familiar katana. Ninja Storm. He had briefly forgotten about him to be honest. What, with a wolf almost biting off his leg. Speaking of, his left leg still hurt, it almost tempted him to limp a couple of times. Though he wouldn't show it - he didn't, instead offering the ninja a big smile.




    A laugh complimented Ninja Storm's words. "Surrender or... or?" He outstretched his arms, placing them behind his head. "Come on... turn me in stormy," he had just came up with the nickname, clever, right? "Oh, wait," he cackled "why don't you just kill me?" The Joker stepped forwards, tilting his head to the side. "Here I stand at the end of your sword and yet..." His frozen orbs glanced down at the katana for only a moment as he moved closer. The Clown had pressed his chest against the tip of the shining blade, his smile growing on one end, forming a kind of smirk. Again, The Joker knew the wolf and it's new found blue buddy would be back for more, so, quite suddenly the tattooed male pushed his hand towards the side of the katana. If he would have succeeded pushing the blade away from him, well, all that would be left is to reach for the front of Ninja Storm's suit. Pulling the other into him, and then turning to shove the ninja into the oncoming wolves.     		[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px solid #B2B2B2; height: 200px; width: 200px; background: url(http://66.media.tumblr.com/c50…p3hm9guX1vvheq3o2_500.gif); background-position: center; background-size: 180%][/fancypost]

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    Everyone would be a lot safer.
    But Ninja Storm WASN'T one for killing. A criminal would need to be roughed up so they could be brought to authorities faster. Just goes to show you how different the man and his alter-ego were.


    His hands shook, grip on his weapon almost slipping. The ninja was no longer in zany Venus Cove. Nor was he facing your average weirdo from the Sunshine State. Against the Clown Prince Of Crime...Ninja Storm/Matt happened to be out of his element.
    "T-That is not my way. I do not kill."


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    The wolf facing Morte lunged, attempting to sink its fiery teeth into the odd looking girl. The second, the one fighting the Joker, circled around to the other side of Ninja Storm so that the hero was between it and the Joker, and attacked. It phased right through him and became solid again as it attempted to grab hold of the green haired man.


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    'Ugh, this is tedious...'
    She just didn't seem to know when to stop. How was it even possible for someone to find so much amusement in the order of street names?
    'If I have to listen to much more of this I might just scrap this plan and toss her into a ditch instead.'


    Despite his growing impatience, none of this showed on his face and Loki forced a genuine looking smile and a chuckle.
    "Yes, I suppose." He replied lightly, "So I take it where you're from they're arranged differently, then?"


    He had to admit, he did harbour a certain jealousy at the way mortals seemed to worship Thor (then again, he was a God), but when Ashley called him 'Mr Gorgeous' he almost felt uncomfortable- it wasn't that kind of affection and worship that he craved from them. He wanted to rule the mortals and for them to worship and respect him as a higher being- this was just a bit more than he was looking for.


    "Eheh, well, I hope you're not going to insist on calling me that from now on- it might catch on, and I think I much prefer the name Luke, to be honest." He laughed quietly, then hesitated with her next question. He hadn't quite gotten so far as deciding where he would go. He wasn't familiar with this place, and wasn't sure where would be the best place to start.
    "Well, first off I think we should go to the police. After all, I don't know if you've noticed but there's a large fight going on behind us." The last time he had visited earth the police hadn't been much of a bother for him, but getting them under control just now would leave him with one less irritation later.


    Unless... if he had learned one thing from his last visit, it was that the mortals rallied against the 'villains', the supposed threats to their realm. If he fought alongside the heroes now and was seen to abolish the threat, he would gain their trust and their thanks. With that, he might just succeed where he previously failed.


    "On second thoughts... I fear the police might not be up to the task. Do you know how to fight?" A devious smile spread across his lips, and the first hint that he had showed her of a dangerous side.


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    IC: Morté lifts her Katana into a sideways position, and flicks it forward, intending that the wolf will either stop or be wounded. "Out of curiosity, why did you attack? I had the situation handled." She says casually, tilting her head. She looks legitimately confused about the situation.



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    The blade passed through the blazing wolf, leaving it unharmed and continuing its advances. "What do you mean handled? There are two people over there trying to kill each other." Casey hissed through gritted teeth.


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    Ashley tilted her head to the side a little. Fight? She didn't know how to fight. Normally she just talked and people typically ran away clawing at their eyes. No one ever bothered to get into a fight with her. She never bothered to get into a fight with anyone either. She didn't really want to hurt people. "Uh-uh. I don't know how to fight. I guess learning couldn't really hurt, but I don't want to hurt anyone." She admitted, feeling her cheeks heat up a bit.




    "It's silly, I know, but everyone has a story, y'know? So I don't really believe in a 'superhero' or a villain' and which is 'good' and 'bad' because everyone has a story. Some people are superior to others, and some are inferior to others. It's just the order of things. Like you, Luke," her childish giddy seemed to have faded momentarily, taking on a more thoughtful approach. "I'm clearly inferior to you and to all of those people fighting over there. I can't fight, which is only one of probably a million of other reasons why. But that doesn't mean I hate anyone for being better than me. I'm glad that someone is good at something. It gives meaning to life." Once again, she realized she was giving her own worthless opinion and she shook her head, reaching up and slapping her own cheeks a little harshly.




    "Sorry, I ramble on a lot and say things that are pointless. No one wants to listen to my stupid thoughts." She gave him a smile, but she knew she couldn't hide the loneliness in her eyes. No matter how hard she tried to play the dumb blonde girl who liked to flirt with cute guys, she knew that she couldn't hide how sad and alone she really felt. Even her own siblings didn't like to be around her because she talked too much and she was much too bubbly.




    Once, when she was a little girl, she had been bullied by a bunch of children in her class. It was because she talked too much and they got annoyed very easily by her constant rambling, even if she apologized again and again for doing it. Some of the girls had gotten fed up with her, and they'd shoved her off the slide and lied to the teachers saying that Ashley had been talking about something and gotten distracted and fell off on her own because she tripped. The teachers believed the girls, and even though her older siblings had believed her, they had told her, "Well, Ash, if you would shut up for once in your life those girls wouldn't have bullied on you." It was mostly her older brother, Dylan, who said that. He wasn't exactly the nicest guy around.




    Even so, she had grown up with a complex and with so many issues that she couldn't help but keep being the girl everyone was annoyed of, because she was trying to hide the sadness she felt. She didn't want them to feel responsible for her broken interior, even if they had been the ones to start banging against her with hammers made of steel. Ever since that time, she had been the way she was - overly talkative, giggly, all smiles, and annoying to just about everyone she ever met. Excluding animals. Animals loved her talking to them, which was a nice change. Though she had always told herself it was okay for people to find her annoying, because it meant they didn't have to think for long periods of time and start to get sad and think of things they shouldn't be thinking of because it was sad.




    "Even though I can't fight, I'll help in any way that I can. If you want, I can be a distraction. I'm good at getting myself into trouble.. The superhero in my city is always saving me, and she never looks surprised when it's me. She says I'm too 'naïve' and 'trusting'." Ashley said, nodding her head a bit and shrugging her shoulders, because it wasn't as if her personality could be changed overnight.







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    ~OOC~
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    ~OOC~
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    Casey's fist tightened and the wolf that was advancing towards the strange looking girl stopped, though a snarl was still scrawled across its muzzle. The other continued its assault on the Joker. "Well I'm sorry if trying to help inconveniences you." She said with mock sincerity.


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    IC: She tilts her head curiously. "Do you not want to fight any more?" She asks, lowering her blade slightly. "I was under the impressions that humans used violence to settle minor disputes."



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