"Uuuuh I Actually Don't Have Powers Like The Others, See Me And My Spider More Do Former A Psychic Link."

"Uuuuh I actually don't have powers like the others, see me and my spider more do former a psychic link." From Peni

Well, that caught her off guard.

What she's even supposed to say to that?

“I-uh...also can't shoot webs.” Karma offered a tiny piece of information, so far everyone has been young, but she was...a literal child.

“Do you want to tell me how exactly that works?” she asked after a small internal crisis; she wasn't great with children but obviously she couldn't just straight out tell her what is she.

“But it's understandable if you don't want to. You must have been taught to not talk to strangers, forgive my curiosity.” she smiled gently, giving the girl an easy way out if she was uncomfortable

Good thing she wasn't unnerved by her eyes, or at least great at hiding it. Karma made sure her gestures come across as non threatening as possible, terrifying a child definitely wasn't on her to do list. Slightly surprised by the enthusiastic answer, until the robot came barreling towards the little girl.

When she scaled that thing was when Karma hid the revolver with the same speed she she instinctively whipped it out.

“That's...certainly outstanding and special!” she couldn't help the infectious smile spreading on her own dark lips as well

Her eyebrows shot up almost into her hairline as the child took a literal spider out of the robot. What she has built.

“...You built this?” Karma asked in disbelief laced awe

“How old are you?” she laughed brightly in wonder at the brilliant mind “Oh and your best friend spider! Does he have a name?” well...she was told they could communicate so that meant the spider was a mutated one, enough to understand human gestures so Karma gave it- him a small wave

"Uuuuh I actually don't have powers like the others, see me and my spider more do former a psychic link." From Peni

Well, that caught her off guard.

What she's even supposed to say to that?

“I-uh...also can't shoot webs.” Karma offered a tiny piece of information, so far everyone has been young, but she was...a literal child.

“Do you want to tell me how exactly that works?” she asked after a small internal crisis; she wasn't great with children but obviously she couldn't just straight out tell her what is she.

“But it's understandable if you don't want to. You must have been taught to not talk to strangers, forgive my curiosity.” she smiled gently, giving the girl an easy way out if she was uncomfortable

Nostalgia, not the good kind swept into her smile, although she tried her best to not let it show.

“I learned many things from my father too.”

Her tone softer with a somber timbre accompanying it. Instead of focusing the feelings threatening to crawl into and settle in her chest, she focused on the bright youth.

“I will remember that” she nodded, sometimes allowing her eyes to wander to the robot as well until she was sure she could produce a rough sketch from memory

“I'm Karma, it does sound like an alias but I uh don't like my given name.” she wasn't about to trauma dump on Peni, instead she opted for a white

“And I'm no spider but...can you keep a secret?” Karma asked playfully before a soft hiss along with a black forked tongue left her mouth

Good thing she wasn't unnerved by her eyes, or at least great at hiding it. Karma made sure her gestures come across as non threatening as possible, terrifying a child definitely wasn't on her to do list. Slightly surprised by the enthusiastic answer, until the robot came barreling towards the little girl.

When she scaled that thing was when Karma hid the revolver with the same speed she she instinctively whipped it out.

“That's...certainly outstanding and special!” she couldn't help the infectious smile spreading on her own dark lips as well

Her eyebrows shot up almost into her hairline as the child took a literal spider out of the robot. What she has built.

“...You built this?” Karma asked in disbelief laced awe

“How old are you?” she laughed brightly in wonder at the brilliant mind “Oh and your best friend spider! Does he have a name?” well...she was told they could communicate so that meant the spider was a mutated one, enough to understand human gestures so Karma gave it- him a small wave

which tragic character from ancient greek literature are you?

orestes

you are orestes from the oresteia by aeschylus, and you are haunted by a cycle of pain. you try your hardest to be a better person, but sometimes you wonder if you will stop feeling trapped by your past. you have a strong sense of justice, you are quick to protect and defend those you love, and you are not afraid to compromise your morals if that means you are settling the score. eventually though, the consequences of your deeds will catch up to you, but that's okay, because sometimes looking your ugliness right in the eye is the greatest release.

Stolen from @iobartach

Steal it!

(( I'm just doing this to throw gas on the fire )) "Uhh, which guy hiring superpowered teens are you talking about? There's a few of them." @king-of-wrath

@king-of-wrath

“Of fucking course”

Why would her job be easier?

“Excuse me, I need to check my bullet supply.” You know, just in case.