«We Could be Heroes»

"Oh," Crow said, giving him a sideways look. He was going to have to ask about that, later.

Crow smirked bitterly. You aren't the only one that's lost family to inhumans. He thought, feeling the familiar sorrow that came with thoughts of his parents. He quickly pushed the memories away, back into the corner of his mind. River was saying something.











"Coffee sounds good," Crow interjected, unconsciously rubbing his shoulder.








Crow contentedly sipped a hot latte, watching Thomas awkwardly sit down next to him.














Sammy's gaze flickered over to Mikki as she abruptly snapped her head up. Hmm? Did he say something? I don't think he said something.




Crow shot a questioning glance at Grant, but he wasn't looking.













Crow was listening intently. This just keeps getting worse. "So, this Maru dude... Where do you think he'd bring her? I could fly around... And..." His voice faltered. He knew that the chances of finding her were slim, especially since Grant hadn't had any luck.


Sammy picked up one of Ash's dropped pens and scribbled a chicken onto a napkin. "What? Oh." She said, not paying much attention. She was thinking about Firestein and the bubbles. What does Firestein want from us? Is he going to put us in the bubbles? Humph, I'd like to see him try... But then again... What if No-Name has some sort of mega-un-inhuman-weapon? She stared accusingly at her doughnut. I wish I could read minds. Then I could tell when- if No-Name's planning to capture us... And why that guy is staring so intensely at Mikki...
Ash's eyes followed Sammy's hand and traced the dips and curves of the pen as it jotted o It a decent sketch of a chicken across the rumpled napkin.

Huh? Oh, yes, very rude. Wait a second. You aren't my conscience... Sammy slowly looked up from her doughnut, locking eyes with Grabriel.
 
Grant silently sits there despite everyone's attempt at trying to make him not worry. Thinking to himself: I wasnt enough I just wasnt enough, Misty I'm so sorry.

Gage gritted his teeth. Seemed like the heartless boy wasn't so heartless after all. But we already knew that didn't we? He waited for silence before speaking, his voice hoarse, "Hey, Mr. Tinman." He said. He knew he was taking a chance trying to touch Grant, but he wrapped his wing around the kid, anyway. "I didn't run into a brick wall just to give up now." He said, offering a little smile.
 
Huh? Oh, yes, very rude. Wait a second. You aren't my conscience... Sammy slowly looked up from her doughnut, locking eyes with Grabriel.
He grinned, issuing a raised brow from No-name, but both quickly faded.
"Time to go, kiddies." She said, "We've got a convict to find."
At once, Gabriel nodded to Sammy, I'll let her know. He assured her.
 
(ROFL...)

Thankfully, Point st. was pretty close to the coffee place. It was a short walk. Tayn walked in and went to the counter. "Hi, I'm looking for Sam?" She said to the cashier.
The cashier's face flashed with some kind of emotion, but didn't have time to voice it before the crash. In the back, someone screeched, followed by a curse.
 
Jayne jumped spilling his coffee that he was taking a sip from, and glared at Grant.



Jayne sighed, "You know, if you are looking for Gods help first you have to take action towards what you want. He'll help those who are willing to help themselves. At least, that's what I was taught." He said while grabbing napkins to absorb some of the coffee on his pants.
Gage went back in time and wondered how Firestein's minion knew anything about God.
 
(Blerg. I can't find da post. I'll just rewrite it :P)
Ruby's cheeked flushed as she saw the damage her hair had done to his shirt. "Oh, oh oh! I'm so sorry!" She reached down to her wrist, not really expecting to find a hair elastic, but pleasantly surprised when she did. I swear, these things can't survive being wrapped around once too many, but made it through this? She quickly whipped her hair into a tight bun.
 
(Blerg. I can't find da post. I'll just rewrite it :p)
Ruby's cheeked flushed as she saw the damage her hair had done to his shirt. "Oh, oh oh! I'm so sorry!" She reached down to her wrist, not really expecting to find a hair elastic, but pleasantly surprised when she did. I swear, these things can't survive being wrapped around once too many, but made it through this? She quickly whipped her hair into a tight bun.
He laughed. Must have been a special elastic to hold up those swords. They made it deeper into the jungle, where the penguin was waiting for them, and set her down. "Here." He said, taking off his backpack and digging out a protein bar. "Are you okay?"
 

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