another supr hero rp

Ken tries vainly to guard his thoughts, but that only succeeds in making it harder to keep his mind on wholesome things.
"I am thankful for your concern, but you shouldn't trouble yourself over me." He responds.

look you seem nice so i want to help out"

"You are kind to a complete stranger, I wish to repay you somehow." Ken adds and leans back into a pillow.
His boyish mind has a field day thinking of all the porno's he had seen that hhad started in a manner similar to this, at the same time remarking at the irony of her calling him, a thief by trade, a nice person.

within an hour she has him fully taken careof*

*the creature then makes a nest under the exact place where kari and bastions charicters where, makde of web all over the place, he used his sensitive hearing to listen in on the two*



(((((((try not to involve diapers please.)))))))))

i wont involve em))))

Ethan stopped a short distance from Venom and used his mental powers to hear what Venom heard. He made sure that he wasn't projecting any of his own thoughts though.

*venom the crawls up on the ceiling, in the shadows letting his web picking up the vibrations, he softens his breathing*

Ken sits up on his bed and casts a genuinely grateful expression at Kira. He stands and hops over to her side, glad that his ankle wasn't broken at all, just badly sprained. Never the less a thick shell of obsidian metal still protects the injured limb, a reflex that Ken had practiced hard to control.
"I meant what I said earlier you know," the albino teen says clearly, using her shoulder to steady himself and giving a little squeeze, "If you need anything, anything at all, give me a shout and I'll try to make it happen."
HIs promise made Ken returned to the bed and fished out the TV remote and turned on the TV.
"The Meta-Human Criminal known by locals as Raxor, his struck again." Said the lady Anchor on the six o.clock news, "The alleged mutant tried to make off with a small fortune in jewels and gold. Though no one was hurt, authorities assume it's only a matter of time before this suspect becomes violent, and have designated him an extreme threat. Rumors also say that Raxor was not working alone, witnesses claim to having seen another female Meta-human aiding in his esca..."*Click*
"Nothin's on." Ken sighes and hit's the off button.

*he grumbles to himself* "~turn it back on~"

she grabs his ahnd and turns it back on* "ken leave it on"

"... leaving three poeple injured. The head of Manhattan Police Force issued a statement regarding the recent crime sprees involving Meta-Humans, and other creatures with Preternatural abilities." The female anchor continues as a second window openned on the screen behind her head.
A burly man with a thick black beard, fills the TV screen. He looked as one might expect a caveman to look when peering into a mirror for the first time. His eyes are but specks behind his thick leathery skin, and bulbous, twisted nose, likely the result of one too many fist fights with criminals, his neck displayed bulging veins and is so thick that it barely fits on the screen, dwarfing the hulk's allready massive head.
"The city has had enough of these super-powered freaks running amuck and terrorizing citizens at their leasure, taking what they please and giving nothing back to the community." He booms in a voice usually only heard from redneck lumberjacks and heavy smokers, and thrusting a finger at the veiwer, as a title scrolls below his chin Head Officer Burk Stone, "These self serving punks will not be tolerated any longer. Let it be known that any Meta-human seen using their abilities for personal gain will be dealt with using extreme predujice, and for any of you scum who might be watching, That means my men will not hesitate to shoot you dead, no more of this "FREEZE" nonsense."

Ken watches and cringes at the thought of his part in this..
His eyes turn to Kira and an apologetic expression replaces the one of horror across his visage, but does little to express how sorry he actually is.

Images of super-criminals fill the screen, along with their identities and true forms, Raxor, and Ken among them.
The image of Raxor is violent and has caught the beast in mid flight with his bladed arms diving towards an Armored Vehicle, with "Big Apple Bank" splashed across the side.
This is too much for Ken, and he briskly stands and limps from the room, and leans against the door jam with his back to the room.

*he decides to creep away ito upper tunnle, ceiling the tunnel entrance with athick web, he looks from a drain from theside of the street, waiting to follow the two that he had been spying on*

she turns it off and walks to him* just get some sleep"

Ken sighes and shakes his head.
"I need a drink..." He mumbles and begins to wander down into the mansion, his hardenned foot clunking heavily.
He pauses and begins to head back, reasoning that it isn't worth the labor.
"I'm sorry 'bout all this, involvin' you and all.." Ken remarks as he passes Kari, "Clearly you have far more to lose as a result."
The teen grabs a chair and moves it over to the window, putting his injured foot up on the sill and gazing out into the garden.

*he makes his way to a man hole and slips out, then looks under the hedges to see ken looking into te garden*

Ethan decided to leave the sewer and head for a place he now decided needed some visiting. "This human needs to learn something about tolarance." He said quitely to himself. He laned on top of the police station and started probing minds to see what he could find. Any superstition or belief he could use to his advantage.

*the creaure yawns and heads tword his home, after crawling into his window the symbiot retracts and cody falls asleep in his bed*

ken what ya want to dronk"

"Rum or tequila if ya have it." Ken chuckles and makes the drinking gesture followed by a funny face, "The alcohol will keep me from getting an infection, not to mention help me sleep."

tosses him a thing of rum*

Ken grasps the 26 oz bottle and drinks it as if it were water. His face contorts in turn and he retches before filling his mouth again, and sets the bottle down half empty.
Before long he snores happily as he drifts into an intoxicated daze.

she lays him on the bed*

*cody tosses and turns in his sleep with nightmares the finally wakes up in the early morning with a scream*

(Um Bastion. I'm waiting on you to do the mind of that police commishoner guy. I'm on top of the police station probing minds. I thought you'd take up the commish's role for this part.)