Thread: Heroine worse than Heroin (BlissyxLost)

Banter banter banter, he still didn't get it, she wasn't listening. Instead of concerning herself with how he liked to vocally present himself, she'd only focus her attention on what it was he was doing. At first she was already guessing at how fast he'd jump to hostilities from the very second he showed up, but honestly she felt a tad bit surprised when she saw him go for the gun so early into their little engagement. Would he try and fire at her while she was hovering weightlessly not any further then several feet from him? Had he not realized that even if he tried to shoot her the moment those bullets entered the transparent zero gravity field around her, that they'd just float about aimlessly and lose their momentum? She couldn't recall how many times she had been shot in the past and the very same thing had happened, the whole experience of it being rather fascinating as much as it was amusing. He looked so clueless with the way he stood there aiming the gun back at her and trying to insult her through his shallow attempts of vulgarity. It made her wonder what this was really all about in the end? Was he jealous of her or so scared of her that his only self defence was to throw on a face of frantic hostility? Either way she thought his attempt in insulting her was rather bland. You think this is the first time someone's called me out? What was make you so special hun? Wait, hold that thought, I just realized that I don't care. Her words were too the point and brief, foreshadowing her next unsuspecting action. Suddenly the roof of the store would cave in, collapsing slowly at first and then plummeting down around him like concrete earth literally pouring from the sky. The entire interior of the store was collapsing and he'd have no more then a second to realize it before a thick quantity of derbies would come thundering down on his back and then all around him. Oops. Was the only vocal statement he'd heard over the loud chaotic sounds of the walls and roof around him coming apart. Of course she was always prepared for the effects of her own talents. She had never actually entered the store herself, only idealing within the door frame. She'd shift a few inches backward in her comfy stature of levitation as she'd watch the former store interior become nothing more then a pile of rumble in front of her. For several seconds there would be only silence that followed and then would come the distant sound of frantic concerned people all around her, as she'd slowly relieve herself of light hover and turn to face the crowds of scared people behind her. Slowly the sounds of scared confusion would twist into delighted sounds of ease as she'd raise but a single hand above her in the air and throw on a fake smile for her audience. The situation has been handled.. Unfortunately the psycho that caused this decided to go out with his own silent bomb. Rest easy, I am sure the police will be here momentarily. Her voice would proudly call out as cheers would begin to roar around her and she'd lower her hand, before taking off into the sky hoping she'd still have enough time to make her interview. She always had a plan, even when it came to resorting to more obvious extremities in dealing with some of her opponents. Today the news would report about some nameless lunatic who decided to go postal and was finally put to a stop the moment she showed up and managed to subdue him within the confinements of his own trap gone tragically wrong.