Super Heroes RP discussion

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The world's third most powerful telepathy behind Charles Xavier and Jean Grey was Elizabeth Braddock, more known as Psylocke. Silently, she scouraged the area of the future. She was a time jumper and this allowed her to prevent any major traumatic events from affecting the present. She walked around, cautiously, her guard drawn up like a shield. The future was advanced through the use of technology and weapons. It was unpredictable territory.

Unsettled by the destruction around her, Psylocke transported back to the present. Upon glancing around, she deduced there was nothing to excite her and all the crime was already being dealt with. This was the exact reason Psylocke was drawn to Asgard, the realm of another dimension. Here was the mischevious Loki, a man, a trickster capable of wrecking equal havoc of his own. Teleporting to his location, the telepath appeared in his cell. In Asgard prison, they were surrounded by a powerful force shield. Meant to keep things in and out, but in a specific order. They would not grant Psylocke her desired entry into his space.

With a hand on her hip she gave Loki a smug look. It was clearly judgemental, given how she narrowed her purple eyes at him. "You're ridiculous Loki." She said, attitude laced within her tone.

Loki had been cross-legged in a corner of the cell, reading calmy, not expecting any visitors today. Even though this cell was driving him nuts, he hadn't exactly gone crazy. Not yet, though his appearance was showing signs of it. His raven locks where ruffled, and green tunic crumpled slightly. The god's usually pale, clean skin had various scratches and dirt smudges on it from since his recent capture, and he hadn't bothered to clean it up.

He didn't notice the woman until she spoke, attracting his attention. The demi-god's blue orbs flickered with a trace of anger as he let her statement sink in. Who was this woman, who dare insult him? "Who are you?" he replied a small snarl, putting his book down and glaring at her.

Psylocke pouted, a glimmer of gold swiping across her purple eyes as a single band. She approached his corner, the heels of her boots kissing the floor of the prison complex. His cell walls were of golden strands, crisscrossed. It looked like some odd computer generated containment center. Tilting her head to the side, her dark, mildly purple hair slipped off her shoulder. "Can't believe you don't remember me." She said with a flase disappointing tone laced in her voice. Leaning towards him, yet careful not to touch the cell walls, she spoke again. "You're got a large bounty on your head." Psylocke said sharply. "It's psylocke." She added.

Her tight suit was built for her. It outlined every curve, every part of her body. Her legs, long and striking were hidden from view but her chest was still visible. What was not covered was vulnerable for his eyes to wander.

Loki's face tinted confusion, as he watched her for a minute, and tried not to gawk slightly at the show in front of him, restraining his eyes from being where they shouldn't be. He forced himself to look up at her face, a small bit of pink spreading across his cheeks. Loki gulped slightly and responded to her, in a small voice. "Well, a lot has probably happened since I saw you.." he recalled a faint memory, and cocked his head. "Who else wants me, and why?"

The edges of Psylocke's crisp purple tinted lips curled upwards, an amused sound expressed beyond her mouth. "True. But there are several who want you. The US government, Asgardians and some citizens in the universe." She informed him, standing up straight. Her body was marvelous. No wonder men got tounge tied. If Loki were to duel her and was irritated, her body would only be a tease that would make his aggression increase. But nonethe less the assassin sighed. "Are we going or not Loki?" Psylocke asked.

Loki quirked a small smirk. He liked this one - she seemed pretty intelligent as well. "Well, then. If you say so. But one big question that's going to bother us later.." he narrowed his eyes slightly as a challenge. "How the Hel are you going to get me out of here?"

[ how should she get him out???? any ideas? ]

[she could trick a guard into doing it?? Not exactly sure..]

psylocke was a clever and charming woman. tricking the gards would be easy. with her teleapthic abilities and her clever manipulation tactics she was able to convince one of the feared and honored guards to open the cell. it was mistifying to observe them doing it. psylocke took a step back, her purple eyes glowing as she engaged her mental enchantment. power over another indivudal was a very arousing trait. unable to resist, she narrowed her eyes at her victim and they screamed shortly after opening the cell. they dropped down to their knees, clutching their head, screaming out in agony. a thin line of blood leaked from their nose and ear. their face became very pale and they slumped forward, slicing their head on another cell wall that was still intact. satisfied with her task, the purple haired assassian turned to loki, a smirk on her lips. "now where to?" she asked, maintaining a distant tone.

Loki watched the attack with a small smirk, recognizing her victim as his most hated guard - the one who had always treated him horribly, and had acted like a goody-two shoes in front of Thor. Good riddance. He stood up a minute later as the guard bled out, stretching his cramped limbs and walking towards the open face of the cell. "Thank you.." he murmured to Psylocke, upon watching the poor man struggle the fate of slicing his head on another cell, ignoring the laughing prisoner being held within the cell. "Where to? You're the one who got me out of here, claiming something about a bounty, so you tell me."

psylocke didn't try to hide her smug expression from loki's wandering eyes. she shrugged before removing her katanna from it's holster which was wrapped around her waist. the weapon shone a golden light when flashed near the cell walls. "I think earth would be the best place for you, Loki." She put emphasis on his nice, as though suggesting that he was in capable of defending himself on asgard. "I can watch you closer there too. Make sure that bounty is my own." With that, the telepath grabbed Loki's hand and using her genetic mutation, she teleported back to earth with him in tow.

He wanted to protest about her choice of place. To start, if the Avengers ever found out that he was back and residing on Earth, they would most likely strike down on him and Psylocke. Second, did she just fool him and was going to turn him in? He glared at her and attempted to step away, but it was too late. She grabbed his arm and teleported back to Earth. The demi-god blinked twice as they landed in a dark alleyway - ideal.

psylocke
the mysterious assassin purposely chose to teleport to an isolated location. they were less likely to draw attention. not that, that would concern her. psylocke was very capable of fighting off more than eight opponents at a time, but the privacy would allow her to negotiate with loki. "do you doubt my abilities to protect you?" she inquired with a sharply raised brow at the criminal asgardian, her arms folded across her volumious bust. she stood there, with her hip jutted out and her butt nearly hanging out of her suit. wearing the slim material was more fitting for her line of work. finding loki wasn't a challenge. he had been to earth before. but now he was here for a different purpose. psylocke wanted something.

Loki looked around, to see if anyone had spotted them, but no one had. He didn't want a report to be sent in from within him being here for 3 minutes. He looked as Psylocke as she spoke, swirling lightly. "I very much doubt your abilities to protect me." he responded, fully unaware of her true power. Loki swallowed as his eyes wandered to her perfectly carved and revealing body, tearing his gaze away eventually. He was not knowledged of her intentions, and was on his guard.

Psylocke didn't roll her eyes. She wasn't a child and didn't intend to be treated like one even by an asgardian. "Good." The assassin said with a controlled tone, turning away from the dark haired brunette sharply, her hair flowing behind her. "Because I'm not here to protect you." With her back to loki, the vigilante was able to think through her speech. "You're here to help me." She said, glancing back at the former prisoner.

The trickster god slowly backed away as she spoke, keeping his gaze everywhere but on Psylocke. He had to get away from this crazy woman, though she caught his attention when she demanded his help. Cocking his head ever so slightly and looking at her mysteriously, he grinned slightly. "And that depends on what you are asking me to do here. I will not get myself in trouble with the Avengers.. again."

Psylocke narrowed her natural purple eyes at him. A mutant, as she was, possessed odd physical traits. She rarely ever stood close enought to people for them to identify the color of her eyes. Approaching Loki was a strut in her step, the seductive telepath hoped her movements would win over his worry. Placing her slim hands on his clothing, she tugged him gently to him. "I'll be here to protect you, Odin's son." She said tauntingly. Her eyes shone a mysterious lilac shade as her tone adjusted to what she was about to say next. "The eternal flame is mine."

Loki's manhood got the better of him as Psylocke strutted her stuff, and his eyes dilated slightly as his eyes wandered and cheeks warmed. He gasped lightly as he was pulled forward, and blushed even deeper, growling slightly as she mentioned Odin. Her eyes were truly enchanting... violet wasn't common in this world. His brows furrowed slightly as she mentioned the Eternal Flame. "The Eternal Flame isn't for your taking - and I'm not sure how I can help you get it..."

"I didn't quite expect this much resistance from the trickster god Loki of the Bifrost." Psylocke commented, her violet eyes searching his gaze for approval of her comment. She held him gently, close. It wasn't a threat but insurance that she had the upperhand here. She was well aware that Loki was capable of many things. However, she wasn't sure if he was intelligent enough to keep from striking her.

He growled lightly at her comment, his sharp green eyes glaring at her. "The resistance is only for my good. It's going to take much more than rescuing me to get it for you." he smirked. He wouldn't dare strike a woman, it was feral.

Fed up with Loki's resistance, Psylocke chose another course of action. She grasped him by his jackt and yanked him to her. He was taller than her but she possessed her own impressive height as well and could peer at his chin from where she stood. Gazing up at his sharp emerald glare, her purple eyes seemed to possess an affectionate expression. "Right then." She then decided to lay her lips against his in a passionate kiss.