Malcolm Tucker (fuckitybye) wrote in spinningcompass, @ 2013-08-30 17:50:00 |
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Who? Raven!Malcolm & OPEN
Where? City Streets
When? This evening
What? Malcolm's up to no good.
Rating? Probably high- language etc
Status? Open, ongoing.
Back on this damn island. Well, at least he wasn't dead, at least he didn't have to keep going with his trial, and at least there were a few familiar faces. No Grey, of course. No Kelly. No kids. Ah, well. Fresh start and all that.
He was getting fairly used to the benefits of his gift- and yes, he was thinking of it as a gift and not a curse these days. He'd realised how powerful it could be while he was at home.
But now he was back on the island, he was less concerned with overthrowing the conservative government and more concerned with having a little fun to alleviate his boredom. He had flown around the island, enjoying the feeling of freedom, but then it wasn't quite the sort of fun he was looking for.
Spotting someone on the ground, he swooped to get a closer look- they were texting, and he swiftly snatched the phone from their hand, flew to a nearby tree, and perched just out of reach to taunt them with it. Hilariously mature.