TRP is a post-Great War RWBY AU RP set in Mistral City and Haven Academy with no canons, no rank claims, no maidens, and no god interference. We offer a progression system and site-wide events that change the setting based on player actions.
Post by Kitten4u Only With A Long Name on Mar 31, 2016 19:43:47 GMT -7
It was one of those days that could be considered perfect by many people. The sun was out, but there was a slight breeze to prevent it from getting too hot. There wasn't a cloud in the sky. Aurora hated these kinds of days. They were boring, had no character. However, there was an easy way for her to fix that. Sometimes these sunny days could be convenient. The sun's rays would reflect off of her aurora, making it shine brighter than usual. If she moved now, she would be that much more noticeable, and she would turn this boring, featureless day into something to remember. It was win/win really.
Aurora rarely walked on the street itself while in costume. There were several reasons not to, but in the end the main reason she avoided it was because it wasn't nearly impressive enough. Instead, she started on the side of the city where the buildings were close enough together that she could jump between the walls to get some height, and head into town that way. She tossed some of the spare change, tissues, and other junk in her coat's pockets into the air, and in an instant, they all broke apart into sparkling particles. She also took some of the trash in the alley, a few dumpsters, and bits and pieces of some of the walls of the buildings. By the time she got into the city proper, she already had a massive aurora trailing behind her. She dispersed the particles further, making it look like there was a massive wave of light getting ready to engulf the city. Once the buildings were too far apart that she couldn't jump between them, one of the dumpsters she broke apart appeared under her feet so she could jump off of that instead. Once she was airborne once more, the dumpster exploded into brightly-colored particles once more, and when she needed to jump again, she had another appear under her feet. Everything about her power was obvious, so there wasn't much point in being subtle. This was the only true way to travel as far as she was concerned.
Her target today was a jewelry store on the southern side of the central market. She was sure that any heroes that wanted to try to stop her would know she was coming before she got there given how flashy she was being, but she didn't particularly care. She didn't care if anyone called the police either. Normal police officers were hard pressed to deal with her power, and super powered heroes couldn't stop her from breaking the place apart and making off with some of their goods. They would be an amusing diversion at worst. That said, she actually hoped that certain heroes would try to stop her from doing too much today. Aurora specifically chose this route so she could see which direction they were coming from. If the Emerald City Bulwark did have a base of operations, then it would be reasonable to assume that they would come from that direction. If she hit the right places around town, maybe she'd be able to roughly figure out where it was and she could hit that place instead. Their existence offended her. Not because they wanted to help people, but because they were effectively being complicit in their own subjugation. It would do the world some good to knock them down a peg.
Aurora opted not to tell anyone from the horde about her plans for today. Given how she was moving, they'd figure it out soon enough, and if they wanted in they'd come on their own. This wasn't a particularly important hit to her, so there was no need to make sure it worked out perfectly. The stores main crime was selling jewelry that was way too gaudy, and supporting a certain politician that was in favor of more crackdowns on supers. If they continued to spend their money so...unwisely, well she'd be happy to reinvest it into something more worthwhile.
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SCHEME: Robbing a ritzy jewelry store run by assholes, who's with me?!