ObviousObvious She felt a smirk flicker upon her plump lips as she stood atop Gotham’s Museum of Art. A flick of the tongue against said lips and a quick finger pop, and she was ready to go. There was a large cats exhibit going on during the week - a perfect opportunity for her. She had to move fast - an exhibit this obvious would no doubt signal the Batman. Her eyes trailed across the horizon, searching for the Dark Knight and finding no sight of him. May get away with this one, Selena. With that, she hopped down into the lobby of the museum. Her heels gave only a subtle click against the marble floor, her vision in gold as it flitted thro
Dance of Eternity - Ch. 1Dance of EternityChapter One “Ah, would you look at that, Iago,” Cassim said, gazing at the darkening horizon. “First desert rain I’ve seen in a long time.” The bird fidgeted nervously. “I hate rain.” “What? Why?” Cassim grinned widely at the remark, amused. Iago grimaced, looking somewhat ugly as he thought back on his past. “I had to create a storm so Jafar could find Aladdin.” “So?” “I got struck by lightning, you jerk!” he squawked loudly, filling the desert with his brash, unfriendly voice. To which Cassim responded - In choking laughter. “
Dance of Eternity - Ch. 2Chapter Two Dusk had finally become night as Cassim moved slowly, stealthily into the city. “I’ve never heard of a city that only shows when it rains,” he said. “Yeah, but the city on the back of a giant turtle, that’s realistic,” Iago deadpanned. Cassim smirked at the bird’s sarcasm. “Cassim, do you only find places that just frequently appear and disappear?” “Well, Iago,” he said, turning a corner and dismounting his horse to quiet down. “That’s usually where the most valuable treasure is to be found.” “Yeah, I guess. I really don’t want to be here,
Dance of Eternity - Ch. 3Chapter Three Despite the beating he was getting, Mozenrath couldn’t take his focus off the flash of blue cloak, that is, until it disappeared. Suddenly, the guard yelled out as a pair of golden boots were brought down upon his skull. Those boots were obviously attached to the feet of the blue-cloaked man. He landed with an unknown grace, and Mozenrath took the opportunity to slam his bound wrists into the guard’s chin, knocking him back. The world began to move at a much faster pace. As soon as the guard had backed away, the blue-cloaked man swiftly pulled a dagger from said cloak and relinquished Mozenrath of his restraints. F
Dance of Eternity Ch. 4Chapter Four He awoke suddenly with a start. A freezing splash of water had been thrown on him, and he bolted upwards, his body not used to the shock. “Allah!” he hissed, somewhat annoyed at the very rude awakening. He glanced around with wild eyes, only for them to focus on two children, looking very surprised and very afraid. There was a girl who looked about twelve years old, and a boy who appeared to be seven or eight years old. Fatigue setting back over him, he blinked heavily, leaning back on one hand. “Who are you?” he asked. “My name’s Adalia,” said the little girl, “And this is Rashid
Huddy - Good NightThere’s no glow anymore.That’s the first thing he notices when she opens the door. Her clothes are no longer the form-fitting, flirtatious kind that she’s been wearing as of late. Her makeup’s been cried off and her eyes that were twinkling sapphire just hours ago now seem almost gray with bloodshot. Her perfectly curled dark hair no longer frames her face to enhance her looks – it is yanked back almost violently off her shoulders, frizzy and unkempt. She looks like she’s gone through the ringer. Emotionally, she probably has.“Not really a good time for gloating.” Her voice cracks a bit, and it’
Dance of Eternity - Ch. 23Chapter Twenty-ThreeThe Palace gave a dangerous rumble and Mozenrath slid toward a wall, potted pants lurching from their places and shattering to the floor in a mixture of soil and sand and terracotta. Mozenrath dodged a toppling statue, scraping up his knee. He grimaced. Getting upstairs was not going to be an easy task. He looked down at his hands, angry. He wished he could harness his true power. He knew he had it. He'd experienced it. But it only came in moments, little slivers of light, just like his memories.It was a little annoying.He slipped around a pillar heading toward the stairs, his heart hammering in his chest, his breath sh
Dance of Eternity - Ch. 22Chapter Twenty-TwoMozenrath knew one thing. The Sultan of Agrabah sure knew how to throw a party. He straightened his coat, peering out over the large banquet, filled with people of the highest wealth and power. Cassim was making his rounds, the perfect gentleman to everyone he spoke to and all the while robbing them blind without so much of a blink. It was really one of the most impressive acts Mozenrath had ever seen. When he finally sidled up near him, he smirked."You don't strike me as the type to be a wallflower, boy," he said."You don't strike me as the type to be so twisted, old man," Mozenrath replied without missing a beat.Cassim
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