Azuth65 Posted February 15, 2012 Share Posted February 15, 2012 Index Private journal entries. Feb 14, 2012. Link to comment
Azuth65 Posted February 15, 2012 Author Share Posted February 15, 2012 Feb 14, 2012 Went on a short patrol tonight, mostly because the damned hunger was driving me mad. I couldn't sleep, I could barely think straight. I didn't have to go very far before I found some of the trouble I had been looking for. In one of the alleyways around my neighborhood I found a guy who had harassing an old lady. Doing my best to keep quiet I snuck up behind the man who, upon closer examination has the look of a MAX junkie. Thinking quickly I ripped the black leather glove off my rapidly silvering right hand and slapped it onto the thug's neck. I eased the suddenly unconscious mugger to the ground, the silvering of my hand slowly crawling up my arm. The rush as a metahuman, even a temporarily and artificially made, power rushed up my arm was intense beyond describing. The closest I can come is like stepping into a steaming shower after a long morning shoveling the driveway. After a few second I blinked my eyes back into focus, returned the old lady her purse. She promptly ran off after a whispered thanks. Some Valentine's Day. Link to comment
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