Thread: between saints and sinners

Thank god that the class was over, that the teacher would finally shut up with mundane mumblings and he could finally get something to eat. He had a page and a half of notes, not all on the class and the teachers words, but some on the girl right next to him. He kept them hidden even as he put his stuff away in the last minute. He was one of the first ones up and headed to the door, thankful for the upcoming weekend Something was pushed into his hand, and he looked down to see the withdrawing hand and the not that was left there. He slowly lifted his hand, unwadding the paper and reading it quickly. He was stunned for a moment, before he looked up, seeing her turn to look at him with a shy smile as she walked off. He smiled for her, something he very rarely did, before tucking the note into his pocket, heading his way out Was he giddy now? He hardly had a chance to talk to people, having to be evil and all, never the less the accident His hand went up to his face, rubbing behind the sun glasses. She didnt seem to be bothered by the stories that circulated around about him. A soft sigh escaped his lips. Even if it had started badly with that golden bitch breaking his arm temporarily, it was a good day. -------------------------------------- He stood outside the building, feeling rather good about himself for the moment. Inside he was hoping that this would go off without a hitch, considering that his day had went well. He sent in a donation with the increase of the income from stock trades. His parent may be dead, but they left him enough to live alone for a while and pay for college, and his knowledge was making him a steal in stocks. Who said a Super Villain had to be evil all the time? His outfit felt fitting and right once more, and here was the large headquarters of the credit card company. He was working towards this for a while now, and he knew that this would cause a decent bit of havoc. Just what the world needed at this moment, an upstart to reset the system. Too few people had all the money. He had to shake his head with the thoughts. Him, being noble? No, he just wanted to blow the building to smithereens. He started forward, but froze as he saw someone moving towards the building. It didnt look like a guard, but there was enough people that would be undercover. But over an empty building? His interest peaked as the person simply shifted through the wall. What would someone want to do with this place? He moved to the nearest window, seeing them get into the elevator and heading up. He took a guess and flew upwards to the highest office floor. The nearest window was open easily, melting the lock and slipping silently in. He found a nice dark corner and wrapped most of his body with the cloak, becoming a black blob in the darkness, only his eyes behind his mask a different color. The elevator ding alerted him to the person coming in, and he watched in silence as they went quickly to their work. He shifted once rather quickly as a table came his way, hitting the wall, but he was silent. The rage of the person was nearly unequaled, as her HER voice! rang through the nearly-empty room. He stepped from the shadows then, letting his cape open. Thats some force you have there. He said, letting his head tilt slightly as he looked at her. There was something about her but he couldnt put his finger on it. I would let you go on with your rampage, but you are like an amateur. What youre doing right now? Rather pointless. It would take hardly a day or two for them to recover from this. No, if you want to hurt them, you have to do something much more drastic. This building would easily implode If the supports were broken. But before that, the hum has to be destroyed. Catch where Im getting at this?