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@multitudescontained

i love taking the idea of “the serum gave steve better muscles and better senses” and just pushing it just that little bit into uncanny valley territory. he can see very slightly into the ultravioliet and infared spectra, moves/thinks quicker than normal people (hes conciously slowing himself down a LOT bc he knows it freaks people out) and is just. really strong. all of him is very strong. he can open a can of beans with a fingernail. 

- John Green

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Watching the woman leave, Shima looked back at him, in all the stories she had been told, she never imagined to meet such herculean figures from the stories that her father would tell her. She had never seen one in person, and there could be no denying that she had always wanted to meet one, regardless if it was a man or a woman.

She searches through her pockets to produce a photo of her and a man with glasses. “Not hunting. Fighting.”

“I’m looking for my dad. He left to go to one of the cities for work. I haven’t heard from him since the monsters came. So I came to this city to look for him,” She answered. “Have you seen him?” 

She nodded, with some worry. She didn’t think about what could happen if she found his remains if the worst came. Shima didn’t want to think about it. Her dad was tough and smart. She had hope though that overwhelmed the worrying feeling.

She slipped the photo back in her pocket. She had been in the city for a couple weeks at least minus the traversing through the woods. While she had been lucky, many others hadn’t. There could be more out there, along with the monsters without a chance.

“That sounds good. But on one condition: I go with you out there.”

Shima was aware of the monsters. But that wasn’t gonna stop her from finding her dad. On top of that, her aiming was top notch thanks to her dad teaching her. And from all the practicing. And the times she was bored.