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2018/08/21
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03:56:01
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>>4255
Awesome. Let's do this!
But first things first. You can contact me on Discord (Karambit#4676) when gurochan inevitably goes down again.
HP: 100
To Hit: 3 (miss)
Talon turned the corner into a winding alleyway, hoping to lose his pursuer. The League of Villains had told him his job wouldn't involve any combat, yet here he was currently trying to outrun a hero. His pursuer also happened to be a UA student of all things. He cursed under his breath, briefly wondering if this was just a stroke of bad luck, or if the League was using him as bait without his knowledge. He shook his head and continued sprinting aimlessly. He could worry about that later. Right now he needed to escape. He was not going to be detained tonight.
He turned another corner and pressed his back to a wall. He spread his palm out and tried to focus. He could hear the footsteps behind him approaching fast. βCome on, just work long enough for me to kill this one!β he pleaded as the skin of his palm split open in several places. He winced but was relieved when his abnormally dark blood rose from his wounds and began to form the shape he desired.
His control over his own quirk was mediocre at best. The pain and recovery time associated with activating it discouraged him from training extensively. Because of this, he had focused most of his time honing his martial arts skill. But martial arts only got you so far in a superhuman society. He would need the aid of his wretched quirk for this encounter.
Talon finished shaping his dark blood into a sickle-shaped blade the length of his forearm just as his pursuer rounded the corner. He swiped at her head, but she was quick enough to evade his hastily planned ambush. As expected of a UA student. He gritted his teeth as the familiar pins-and-needles sensation that came with using his quirk bristled through his arm. He took on a defensive fighting stance and prepared himself for battle.
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