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May 05, 2013 08:16AM
Harper arrived and looked out at the sand, the salty scent penetrating her smooth skin as her brown hair blew out behind her. "Where to" shed more demanded than asked.
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"Cool"she smirked, slipping on her aviators as she shifted into a bikini to and cutoffs,
"Oh," she looked down and shifted into her tight white suit with red utility belt and fingerless gloves, twirling her long iron bowstaff. "Let's go"
She dropped flat to the ground, flicking her bowstaff flat against her back, sending a streak of blue lightening behind her with a loud crack.
"Those two!" She pointed to two figures shaded in hoods across the street ahead of them. "And those!" She called out, standing and stamping her bowstaff into the pavement
"No" she smiled quickly, shifting to her alien form and rising to 17 feet tall. "Just shifters"she laughed then, knocking her bowstaff into his chest with a sickening zap.
"Hmm. Oh well"she smiled. "The bigger they are the harder they fall" she grabbed the shorter one by the neck and her eyes flashed as he fell, drained of energy.
She whined in pain, yet floored over his head and sent a wave of volts through him as she freed her hand, slowly healing it
Harper slammed her leg onto his arm with a crack and brought her staff down on his head
Harper healed and yelled out in fury, vanishing her staff
She put her hands to her temples and closed her eyes. "Get me a car. " she said with finality after a long pause. "I can find him. He's by the Wai Kalua"
She scoffed, shaking her head. "I don't do carrying"
"He's underneath there!" she called, pointing down at a small warehouse with her sleek black skinned arm.
She ran to him, falling to her knees on the cold obsidian tile floor and feeling for a pulse quickly. "Oh, Drake," she whispered, holding his swollen and bleeding face in her black hands.
"Well, get us there!" she yelled, picking him up easily and taking unnaturally long strides over to Marco. Her face was firm and emotionless, as she had been taught, but her eyes shone and danced with worry.
