“If you can’t keep up, don’t worry about it. Keep moving in a straight line, I’m mostly untouchable, hard to spot, so I’ll scout ahead for trouble, double back every minute or so to check on you.”
Sounds reasonable.
“Got it.”
Shadow Stalker swept her cloak over one shoulder, simultaneously shifting into her shadow state. She turned and leaped twenty feet to the side of a neighboring building.
Whoosh!
Y’know, “My School Bully is a Secret Ninja” sounds like a Disney Channel show. Poor Taylor.
Grabbing a windowsill, she vaulted herself another fifteen or so feet straight up the face of the building, caught another windowsill, and then heaved herself up once more to reach the rooftop.
Okay so I know this is Sophia but she’s also being pretty damn cool.
Her cloak billowed out around her, and Flechette saw how Shadow Stalker’s costume clung to her body. One of the surprisingly few people who could wear a skintight costume without armor pads or features to mask minor physical imperfections and emphasize or suggest certain features.
…are you implying her body is very visually appealing? Because that makes you the third narrator to comment on that.
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