Elisabeth Glorianna Braddock // Psylocke (shadow_lust) wrote in parabolical, @ 2008-06-30 01:37:00 |
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Entry tags: | elisabeth braddock, npcs |
Takes me nowhere
WHO: Psylocke and NPC!Baddie minions/pets (tag Peter Evans for brief telepathic communication).
WHAT: The mutant goes hunting.
WHEN: Before the Gentlemen attack the hotel.
WHERE: Streets of L.A.
RATING: M (language, violence, blood)
STATUS: COMPLETE-ISH.
The moment she felt them invade her telepathy, she was gone, out there, hunting. Elisabeth had donned her X-gear, attaching her katana to her back, and took to the streets. Damned if she was going to sit around and let them wreck more havoc, stealing things beyond their voices.
Because he was one of the few beings she could communicate with, Psylocke sent a telepathic message to Peter, screaming in hopes he'd be able to pick up the message since distance seemed to dull the volume. [I'm going to collect heads or bones, which ever is easier to break.] She didn't invite him, nor did she keep him at bay. But if the awful vibes she was feeling had anything to do with the voice stealers, he'd surely have his own hands occupied.
There was a rustling down one of the alleys and the woman slunk toward it, silent and stealthy in her procession. She kept her hands clenched into fists by her side, two psionic blades at the ready as she rounded the corner of the alley, smirking. Psylocke didn't need words to convey her message any clearer. She was here to kick arse.