"You're going to have to decide on a cape name eventually, you know.Or someone else will come up with one for you."
"Eventually," Velin allows, grinning. Truthfully, he hasn't decided on one yet because he can't come up with one he likes - naming things apparently isn't his forte. Not that it's surprising. Sarnai was the one who named the family dog, and the kitten their parents got after they moved out too. "Is it really a big deal if someone else does?"
Alisaie sighs, exasperated. "If you don't mind ending up with a name like Shoelace or Stain or something, sure."
Velin huffs out a small breath, his bangs flying up for a second. He's still smiling, though. "Well -"
The sound of shattering glass breaks the (relative) silence of the night. Velin perks up immediately, jumping down from the fire escape. "Come on!"
Alisaie drops the subject immediately, probably even more excited about the prospect of action than Velin. She yanks her masked hat back down over her head and drops, racing him to the sound.
Tiny little lights like stars start sparkling around Velin even before they've arrived, like constellations springing into being around his body - it's not subtle, not even a little, but then again... the Red Mage and "V"-while-cape-name-is-pending don't tend to aim for subtle. Alisiae herself is generating plenty of glow, pulling her glowing sword construct out of thin air.
And then, just as they turn the corner to see the smashed storefront window - one of Velin's stars implodes into a faintly-glowing person, popping out of thin air. Both his and Alisaie's eyes widen.
"Is that Armsmaster?" she hisses at "V" - somehow, her steps don't slow, though Velin does stumble for a moment in shock.
"Yeah -" Velin hisses back. The Armsmaster-duplicate tosses a spare halberd in Velin's direction - absently, he sticks out a hand to catch it, without looking. It seems less like he could sense it or has especially good coordination, more like he just knew his summoned ally would throw it exactly where his hand would end up. "I guess whatever we're running into tonight is more serious than usual - be careful."
On a normal day, Velin's power doesn't even create copies of capes - just standard, normal humans. Sometimes it's someone burly, sometimes it's someone who knows how to follow a trail, sometimes it's a kid who can crawl through a window too small for them and unlock a door - but normal. The few times his power has spit out parahumans it's been pretty minor powers, and it's always meant they're going to have a rough night. Velin's never had a big name like Armsmaster show up.
Until today.
Alisaie sets her jaw, dulling the glow of her weapon - Velin's matrix of stars has vanished by now - and they slow as they reach the window. Both hesitate; then, though Velin strangles a muffled protest, Alisaie vaults inside.
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14 - Part (Parahumans AU)
"Eventually," Velin allows, grinning. Truthfully, he hasn't decided on one yet because he can't come up with one he likes - naming things apparently isn't his forte. Not that it's surprising. Sarnai was the one who named the family dog, and the kitten their parents got after they moved out too. "Is it really a big deal if someone else does?"
Alisaie sighs, exasperated. "If you don't mind ending up with a name like Shoelace or Stain or something, sure."
Velin huffs out a small breath, his bangs flying up for a second. He's still smiling, though. "Well -"
The sound of shattering glass breaks the (relative) silence of the night. Velin perks up immediately, jumping down from the fire escape. "Come on!"
Alisaie drops the subject immediately, probably even more excited about the prospect of action than Velin. She yanks her masked hat back down over her head and drops, racing him to the sound.
Tiny little lights like stars start sparkling around Velin even before they've arrived, like constellations springing into being around his body - it's not subtle, not even a little, but then again... the Red Mage and "V"-while-cape-name-is-pending don't tend to aim for subtle. Alisiae herself is generating plenty of glow, pulling her glowing sword construct out of thin air.
And then, just as they turn the corner to see the smashed storefront window - one of Velin's stars implodes into a faintly-glowing person, popping out of thin air. Both his and Alisaie's eyes widen.
"Is that Armsmaster?" she hisses at "V" - somehow, her steps don't slow, though Velin does stumble for a moment in shock.
"Yeah -" Velin hisses back. The Armsmaster-duplicate tosses a spare halberd in Velin's direction - absently, he sticks out a hand to catch it, without looking. It seems less like he could sense it or has especially good coordination, more like he just knew his summoned ally would throw it exactly where his hand would end up. "I guess whatever we're running into tonight is more serious than usual - be careful."
On a normal day, Velin's power doesn't even create copies of capes - just standard, normal humans. Sometimes it's someone burly, sometimes it's someone who knows how to follow a trail, sometimes it's a kid who can crawl through a window too small for them and unlock a door - but normal. The few times his power has spit out parahumans it's been pretty minor powers, and it's always meant they're going to have a rough night. Velin's never had a big name like Armsmaster show up.
Until today.
Alisaie sets her jaw, dulling the glow of her weapon - Velin's matrix of stars has vanished by now - and they slow as they reach the window. Both hesitate; then, though Velin strangles a muffled protest, Alisaie vaults inside.