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Post by Golden guardian on Oct 3, 2012 16:28:58 GMT -5
Jordan was lost again, in his opinion it was impossible not to. Just memorizing a route to and from a place was difficult but the whole city was impossible. He had no idea how anyone knew where anything was here. Still it was full of excitement and trouble to be solved so Jordan was never really bored, unless he wanted to be.
It was just getting late and Jordan was leaping from wall to wall roughly down toward the center of the city. the gloom was filling everything and a bit of fog was clouding the city, though it was quite weak. Still, even in this Jordan was hard to miss. wearing black jeans and an black t-shirt with his coat over to top. His gold head was like a giant fast moving glow worm. Regardless nothing could be done so Jordan leaped from building to building.
After about 20 mins Jordan slowed down and slid down the building he was on walking into a dark, small alley with a fence halfway down. Walking up to a dumpster he leaped on top of it then onto the fire escape. Then sat down, pulling out a cheese and ham sandwich from his pocket, which promptly began to be devoured. in the shadows and the fog there was no light to reflect off the golden skin Jordan had but it still gave a faint glimmer. Jordan just wanted to have a five minute sit down, rest and to gobble his sandwich up like it was his last meal in peace.
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Post by Faith Challenger on Oct 4, 2012 2:40:02 GMT -5
“Out of the way! Out of the way! Out of the way!” the small creature yelled out, as she pushed people out of the way while running. She was a bit busy with getting away, since she – once again – had managed to tangle herself into trouble. Not that it really worried her, since she knew that she was good at running away. Well it did make her lessen the effort in getting away, since these guys were pissed!
She jumped into the nearest alley and as quickly as possible, she used the nearest trash can to jump onto the next wall and kick her to the opposite, taking her further away from the ground. She was standing on a little ledge, and from there she crawled onto the window-shelf above her, now being hidden pretty well for anyone below her. And she helped herself a little by pressing close into the window. Since she wasn’t very big she quickly just seemed to blend into the wall and window. All this had happened in less than a minute.
Now her persuaders turned into the alley, and ran on thinking that she was a head of them. And when they had disappeared the creature in the window took a deep breath, and smiled to herself. That sure had been a close call, but she had the information she wanted! It surely was a drag when you couldn’t just hack your way to the information. But hell… It was fun putting yourself in danger, so it wasn’t so bad when you thought about it.
Faith didn’t really look much like a girl at the moment, perhaps more of a feminine boy, since she lacked any kind of female shapes. She wore a large long sleeved t-shirt with the sleeved folded up to around her elbows, a loose pair of baggies, which hid any shapes she might have. Hey short black hair was ruffled and she had the posture of a guy. She looked like a kid no matter what. 15-17 perhaps? She rarely looked older so it wasn’t just the cloth.
She found her camera from the bag on her back, and looked though the pictures and then found a little USB-stick. She tned it in her hand, smiling widely and hiding it safely in the bag again, then finding her phone and typed something.
This was greast!
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Post by Golden guardian on Oct 4, 2012 14:20:14 GMT -5
Jordan had finished his sandwich by the time the fleeing person had arrived so had imply watched, surprised it had missed him. then it had hidden, just in time to miss the small mob which had also missed his golden skin. people weren't really looking for a golden human so had probably thought it was a glow from in the building he hypothesized.
The figure didn't seem anything special. Wearing baggy, plain clothes he couldn't quite tell if the figure was female or male. It seemed quite pleased with itself and Jordan wasn't about to leave such suspicious behavior alone. So he stood and walked to the railing on the side of the fire escape. Then relaxed, leaning onto it a little.
"Are you okay? Not everyday someone gets chased by a mini-mob. Usually only thieves and the like."The would-be hero chuckle, not realizing that the last bit might sound like an accusation to some people. He smiled kindly evidently he really cared if the person was okay.
For now Jordan hung back, partially in the fog. He didn't want to get to close since he didn't know this person, they might not be trust worth and try to start some trouble. He'd had enough trouble. He didn't need to end up as some sideshow freak.
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Post by Faith Challenger on Oct 5, 2012 4:03:15 GMT -5
She looks up when someone starts talking to her, and not someone from the ground. That is when she catch a hold of a silhouette of a person. It wasn’t one of her persuaders, so it was all good. Though perhaps a little cocky, but that didn’t really matter, she was pretty cocky herself –from time to I time.
“Hey just because someone likes taking things without others concern, it’s still rude calling them a thieve, it’s just a side business… For good luck!” she says in a giggle, revealing her feminine voice. She put back her camera in the back. It wasn’t really the truth since she wasn’t really a thieve but she still kind of was. She had taken something that didn’t belong to her without the owners content, but they had had it coming
“But I’m okay” she smiled and looked down on the ground. She was a little proud of herself for managing to get so high up, though she knew that this wouldn’t be hard to do again, but nothing wrong in praising yourself.
“And it’s not every day that you meet someone playing peeping Tom from the shadows, but it’s all good right?” she smiles friendly, though it might not be that clearly as shadows have cloaked her just as much as him.
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Post by Golden guardian on Oct 5, 2012 8:20:39 GMT -5
Jordan watched. something he was good at, not talking for a bit while the female did. Then he nodded. "i wasn't accusing. . . nevermind. He chuckled. Jordan was terrible with people and now he knew it had been a lady he was quite embarrassed. She was honest about here stealing though which for some reason made him trust her a bit more, the fact she was honest was the most likely reason.
She seemed quite agile for a normal person , most likely the result of being a thief, quite happy to joke too. Jordan cocked his head as she called him a peeping tom. Surely that was looking in on someone? he reasoned. but then quickly brushed it off realizing she was joking somehow. "not quite, just taking a breather. Gotham can be a pain to get around. I don't know how people manage it. Jordan chuckled. Jumping onto the railing so his legs were dangling over the railing.
Unfortunately Jordan's balance was very poor and he managed to lose balance, falling off the fire escape. He coat got caught on the corner and the unfastened garment fell off him, leaving only his t-shirt covering his torso. Jordan smashed into the ground, face first. His armoured skin took all the injuring shock but it still hurt, especially so on his face even without injuries.
"ow, ow, ouch."He mumbled pretty quietly and stood from the slightly comically cracked pavement. pinching his nose slightly he glared up at he coat. "Ruddy thing. He growled then looked over at where the woman was hoping for the slim chance she had been looking in her bag and missed his tumble. Then sighed agitatedly.
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Post by Faith Challenger on Oct 8, 2012 9:38:46 GMT -5
She had been about to reply, but that was before he managed to fail at sitting, and in a very comical way fall down. Like something out of a cartoon he tumbled down, shortly hanging in his coat before slipping out of it, and face plant into the asphalt. The second he comfirmed that he was still alive, she bursted into a laugh. Loudly she started, and she wasn't about to stop. Her belly muscles started to hurt alot, and she looked like she herself was about to tumble down.
She knew that it wasn't polite to laugh of someones hurt, but that had been darn funny, and her body had had it's own will. So he just continues, whiping away some tears and rod it of. So after a while she slowly managed to stop laughing and just sat giggling instead, catching her breath. "I'm sorry... Are you alright?" she said in breathless voice, and tried not to keep giggling. "I really am sorry, but that looked funny as hell... That was Hysterical!" she bursted into laughter again, but didn't laugh as long this time, still... It wasn't polite though she couldn't stop it. "But managing Gotham is easy... Unless one is you" she giggled.
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Post by Golden guardian on Oct 8, 2012 12:41:12 GMT -5
Immediately it was confirmed Jordan's fall had been seen and his face fell. "Great." he muttered and waited for ether the female to calm down or a laughter related death. He wasn't impressed, yet again clumsiness had made him a laughing stock. What kind of hero can't balance on a damned railing? he asked himself, crossing his arms then looking back up at the woman as a second bout of "the giggles" hit her.
When that too died down Jordan glanced up and dropped his arms. His brow creasing into a frown. "Ah, hah, ha." he grumbled loudly. her insult was just unneeded. "Bet you just make friends everywhere you go, eh?" He chuckled a little attempting to shrug it off. then he looked up again. "Well we both know how I got down. How were you planning to?" Jordan asked curious. Since the way she'd got up was using the opposite wall he realized that a fair fall was below her with nothing to land on to lessen the distance or even the impact. Wasn't like she could fall as far as himself ether. This puzzle interested him.
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Post by Faith Challenger on Oct 9, 2012 7:09:22 GMT -5
“Actually I do” She said with a smile and giggled. “You just lack humor” she said teasingly, and looked down from where she was sitting. It was pretty far she must admit, but it was nothing that she couldn’t handle. She then looked at him again, grinning slightly before she put her legs out from the ledge.
With a small jump she was suddenly dangling by her hands. She put her feet against the wall, and in a powerful push she was on the other wall a little further down. Then she lets herself slide down, before breaking her fall with a roll. She straightened up, brushing some dust of her cloth and smiling widely. “Like that do I intend to get down, perhaps I should learn you a few… Du is golden, sondern wie ist est möglich. Was ist du?” she hard turn to her mother tongue in the confusion of his golden skin. “zäh!”
She smiled widely in an friendly way, deeply fascinated by his golden skin. Well of course it could only be paint, but who would use to much time of painting themselves golden, perhaps a crazy, vain person. And with little respect of his privacy she reached out and touched his skin.
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Post by Golden guardian on Oct 9, 2012 8:15:21 GMT -5
Jordan nodded as the woman gave another gibe. He was beginning to loosen up and though he still wasn't laughing as much as he could be he was no longer taking offense. He had to admit her Acrobatic show was pretty impressive, she knew how to fall. He had to give her that much.
then he smiled, completely forgetting his golden hue, such unimportant things to him were often forgotten when other more immediate thinks were in mind, like not making a fool out of himself. the another joking taunt was thrown out. Or at least attempted before She spotted his skin and he mentally face palmed. She had slipped out of English so Jordan being pretty much clueless with other languages only managed to pick out "golden" and a couple of other words which he guessed at. It wasn't difficult to determine the meaning of her words. She obviously thought him a freak.
Jordan recoiled away slightly as the woman touched the skin on his left arm, as he had without realizing crossed them. He sighed and looked away. Any second now she was going to call him a freak or try to sell him, something bad would happen. People didn't tend to be very considerate. so he just waited not saying a word. His cold solid skin completely unyielding to her touch.
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Post by Faith Challenger on Oct 10, 2012 2:30:22 GMT -5
She looked up at him with a giant smile, pulling her hand back and nodding approvingly. This was kind of cool, meeting a guy with golden skin. It definitely wasn’t just paint, since it was hard a rock and not very warm. It had to be unbelievably unpractical, but still really cool!
“Hey dude, that is like so awesome! How do you get golden skin? Is it just some suit you are wearing or are you really golden? I mean both a fine, but I gotta have the story behind that” she started walking around him, as if she was trying to find the strings holding him, but he was perfectly normal –seemingly- it at least you looked past the golden skin. “Were you born this way, or is it another chemical accident story or are you an alien? Not that I believe if life on other planets, but that would perhaps explain your skin?” she didn’t really seem considerate of his awkwardness, and once again rudeness was not stopping him.
Surely it must have seemed for some like she was starring at a monkey in a cage, or at least like a kid finding a new thing she never knew existed. She was ready at this moment to grab her camera and take a picture, if not for the obvious disliking of being seen, and the bad position.
“Hey can you do like magic tricks or something, or is it just the golden skin?”
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Post by Golden guardian on Oct 10, 2012 13:59:34 GMT -5
Jordan seemed to cheer up a little as she told him, being a freak was "awesome". Not that he felt so in the least. His stance losened up and he dropped his arm, then shook his head. "No story here. Just metallic skin. And no, I'm not gold, just gold colored type of iron mix that grows instead of my skin." Jordan sighed softly. He hated attention for being different and this subject was painful for him.
After the torrent of words Jordan sighed and finally relented. "Fine, I was tricked into joining a Secret super soldier program. It was in Britain, not far from where I lived. Some Nut-job had rented an office and conducted tests on girls for some sick reason.
He had needed a male to test his last serum which had shown promise before the "host" had died. I was stuck there for a year. Stuck in a small cage while he perfected it. Apparently I took to the strength serum better than her. Realizing what had happened I trashed the lab and the sick soul perished. Unfortunately I was coated in half finished serums. I freed the girls he kept there and escaped. Some time later I passed out and woke up like this." Jordan sighed and brushed his arm then continued. Im a bit stronger than most humans, more agile, durable and can charge movements to become even stronger. I can also create small sound based attacks. You happy you know now?" Jordan asked slightly agitated but not meaning to be rude. Then he looked up at his coat and leaped about 15 foot into the air and lifted it from where it was stuck, landing with a slight thump.
Jordan sighed heavily and looked at the ground. "But what good is a freakish body like this if it can't be helpful? That's why I've decided to try help keep people safe if I can. So I took the name Golden guardian." Jordan nodded determinedly. His body changed again, now he'd said it he felt a bit better. foolishly trusting the woman enough to share so easily, Jordan really wasn't the best with people.
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Post by Faith Challenger on Oct 16, 2012 5:06:56 GMT -5
She listen to his story, and couldn’t help but to smile a little. Her eyes turned to the ground, as she slowly pulled off her bag. She giggled a little and looked up at him again. She padded his arm in a reassuring way then smiling widely. “Dude… You should be happy that I am not a bad guy, I would totally had used all what you told me against you” she said in a friendly yet amused way. And though it probably sounded like she was making fun of him, it really was meant all in a good way.
“No offence meant at all, it’s just a little quickly to confine in someone.” She continued and pulled out her camera and put the bag back on, looking at him again. “But if you plan on helping someone you should really learn to have some balance, can you even fight, or are you just wonder boy lost at square one?” she said in a serious tone, studying his reaction, since he was obviously a bad liar as well. He would never survive being a hero like this.
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