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sirenspull_logs2012-02-08 08:32 pm
whitedarklord) wrote in sirenspull_logs2012-02-08 08:32 pm
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Who: Soma and OPEN!
When: After time fixes itself; night time.
Where: RANDOM ROOFTOP
Summary: Soma decides to get a hold of himself and his powers the only way he can think of. Feel free to have your character point out how ridiculously stupid it is.
Warnings: ...it looks like suicide? Otherwise depends on responses.
Soma set a foot on the edge of the roof, looking all the way down at the street below. The siren's had just fallen silent, signalling the start of the Darkness, and so far, he was as he always was. Still, he could feel his power, stirring in the back of his mind; a constant reminder of what he was.
He took a step away, taking a deep breath. This was crazy. This was crazy. But if he didn't do this, then he'd be living scared of his own damn shadow until the Core finally decided to send him back to his own world. He couldn't have that; Elaine was right, he needed to get a hold of himself.
...he just wished he could think of another way to force himself to accept it.
Soma closed his eyes, taking another deep breath. He counted off in his head... before he raced forward, leaping up onto the edge of the roof, and then springing forward, flinging his arms out as if he expected to fly off like Superman. Instead, he plummeted, the wind whistling through his ears as the ground came rushing toward him...
At what had to be the last possible second before Soma became a smear on the ground, his body shifted. His coat fanned out, reaching out to the sky, before coming down hard, becoming leathery white wings. A loud screech came from a fanged mouth, no longer human, but a bat. A massive bat.
The Great Bat's soul was still with him.
Soma's wings flapped hard, pushing himself up for a few feet, before he couldn't hold the transformation anymore. He tumbled to the ground as a human, laying stretched out on his back on the pavement. It wasn't until that moment that he opened his eyes, staring up at the sky high above him, an almost stupid grin on his face.
He did it.
When: After time fixes itself; night time.
Where: RANDOM ROOFTOP
Summary: Soma decides to get a hold of himself and his powers the only way he can think of. Feel free to have your character point out how ridiculously stupid it is.
Warnings: ...it looks like suicide? Otherwise depends on responses.
Soma set a foot on the edge of the roof, looking all the way down at the street below. The siren's had just fallen silent, signalling the start of the Darkness, and so far, he was as he always was. Still, he could feel his power, stirring in the back of his mind; a constant reminder of what he was.
He took a step away, taking a deep breath. This was crazy. This was crazy. But if he didn't do this, then he'd be living scared of his own damn shadow until the Core finally decided to send him back to his own world. He couldn't have that; Elaine was right, he needed to get a hold of himself.
...he just wished he could think of another way to force himself to accept it.
Soma closed his eyes, taking another deep breath. He counted off in his head... before he raced forward, leaping up onto the edge of the roof, and then springing forward, flinging his arms out as if he expected to fly off like Superman. Instead, he plummeted, the wind whistling through his ears as the ground came rushing toward him...
At what had to be the last possible second before Soma became a smear on the ground, his body shifted. His coat fanned out, reaching out to the sky, before coming down hard, becoming leathery white wings. A loud screech came from a fanged mouth, no longer human, but a bat. A massive bat.
The Great Bat's soul was still with him.
Soma's wings flapped hard, pushing himself up for a few feet, before he couldn't hold the transformation anymore. He tumbled to the ground as a human, laying stretched out on his back on the pavement. It wasn't until that moment that he opened his eyes, staring up at the sky high above him, an almost stupid grin on his face.
He did it.
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