Hunterprziel - P R Z I E L

We Clock Out

Drawn by me

Ink and pencil on paper

Karl Ralph Themba Trewhela (karltrew_art)

It happens more than you'd think.

#Hunting #abandoned buildings

WK042

He's heard mention of a mentor that meant the world to Summer, but of course, the assassin had always been sparing with details of her past. And now, here was his girlfriend singing the man's praises. Prziel was beginning to wish he'd been able to meet him.

"What did he mean to you? Personally? He sounds like a good man."

She's a little embarrassed, standing there in her little pink dress in front of the other Poppies outside of decon. They know who she's waiting for and send her secret smiles and whispers of encouragement, but her heart pounds anyway. Amazing that someone who can comb the multiverse saving so many people would have such a hard time meeting their own boyfriend for a date at the Haven. Proxima fusses with her skirt to give her hands something to do while she waits for him to arrive.

He steps out the shadows in the decon room and into the light for the decon process. It takes a second try to get his passcode right and he's pretty sure he can hear the Poppy giggling. *So much for flying under the radar tonight.* He slips his sunglasses on as the door opens and his eyes adjust to the Haven's light. He sees her standing there in a cute little pink dress and something happens that hasn't happened since his powers awakened years ago.

He trips. On his own feet. Or the ground. Who knows. Muscle memory kicks in and his powers catch him before he hits the ground, levitating him just above the pavement. He rights himself and walks to his girlfriend, smiling awkwardly.

bastille // power

Sometimes you can't see anything.

I can't vouch for all of them, but some...

It's fun to reference non existent disasters.