Road trip to the Heavens (Tag Chris, closed)
May 10, 2013 23:09:13 GMT -5
Post by Soranik Natu on May 10, 2013 23:09:13 GMT -5
She walked along with her hands in her pockets. After a nice long nap, Soranik was feeling decidedly Mortal again. Still she doesn't have her ring any more. She'd have to go and get it, but she isn't willing to risk it without help. She already regrets taking it off, Sinestro is clearly further gone than Soranik had ever imagined possible. In truth she is worried sick about him, but she misses that ring a lot more than she'd ever opening admit as well.
Along the way, a slick looking sports car pulls up along side her. Soranik might be an alien, but she's still a humanoid and extremely attractive by human standards. She's got a huge chest, nice hips, and stays in peek physical condition, so she's toned head to toe. She micromanages her body at the microscopic level with the ring normally, so she's healthier than healthy can be, she's almost supernaturally healthy at this point. She could run ten miles and barely break a sweat. Needless to say, she's very sexy.
"Hey baby, need a ruuu...ide?"
Soranik knew it would only be a matter of time before somebody stopped, she figured some pervert would probably be the first. She isn't worried about it, it's an advantage to her right now, and she'll take everything she can get. That doesn't mean she's going to give into his twisted whiles, but she's glad to have the attention for once. Normally that kind of attention from anybody makes her sick.
"Yeah, headed to New York. I think that's what the city is called any ways. I need to get in contact with the Justice League."
The guy was flabberghasted, from behind, Soranik looked like she might've just had a really bad tan from walking out in the sun to long, but up close, he can see she isn't just pinkish red like some kind of native american, she's literally got burnt sienna red skin for color. And her eyes are bright purple! She's a freakin freak or somethin, when she mentions the Justice League, the guy just perks an eye brow. Well he's open minded, always been a kind of debonair do-anything-once kind of guy any ways.
"Sure hop on in baby, New York's about 75 miles from here. I'm not sure if I can take you all the way, but I'll drive you for awhile."
He had one, maybe two things on his mind. The world's been real weird the last few months, so he honestly isn't sure what to expect any more, but this girl is smoking hot, even with the red skin, in fact, the exotic feature of the red skin is pretty hot in of itself. He'd never considered it before, but he's suddenly finding himself quite turned on. So he takes off.
They manage to make it thirty miles of him hitting on her and her out witting him at every turn before she finally demands he stop the car so she can get out. It didn't help he looked almost like Kyle, except with blonde hair, she hadn't noticed it at first because of his Sun Glasses, but when he took them off, she just felt her stomach drop. She could've slugged him out cold and taken his car but she wasn't that desperate. Instead she winds up in a gas station some where outside of New York, close to thirty miles from the Justice League Head quarters in New York, there's one in every major city after all. From there, she could get help.
So now she's standing on the sidewalk in front of a convenient store slash Gas station looking around, looking a bit annoyed, but mostly just..helpless. She hate's asking for help, she hasn't been this helpless in a really long time, and adjusting is taking the wind right out of her sails.
She sighs and leans back against the glass. She sure could use a drink right now.
Along the way, a slick looking sports car pulls up along side her. Soranik might be an alien, but she's still a humanoid and extremely attractive by human standards. She's got a huge chest, nice hips, and stays in peek physical condition, so she's toned head to toe. She micromanages her body at the microscopic level with the ring normally, so she's healthier than healthy can be, she's almost supernaturally healthy at this point. She could run ten miles and barely break a sweat. Needless to say, she's very sexy.
"Hey baby, need a ruuu...ide?"
Soranik knew it would only be a matter of time before somebody stopped, she figured some pervert would probably be the first. She isn't worried about it, it's an advantage to her right now, and she'll take everything she can get. That doesn't mean she's going to give into his twisted whiles, but she's glad to have the attention for once. Normally that kind of attention from anybody makes her sick.
"Yeah, headed to New York. I think that's what the city is called any ways. I need to get in contact with the Justice League."
The guy was flabberghasted, from behind, Soranik looked like she might've just had a really bad tan from walking out in the sun to long, but up close, he can see she isn't just pinkish red like some kind of native american, she's literally got burnt sienna red skin for color. And her eyes are bright purple! She's a freakin freak or somethin, when she mentions the Justice League, the guy just perks an eye brow. Well he's open minded, always been a kind of debonair do-anything-once kind of guy any ways.
"Sure hop on in baby, New York's about 75 miles from here. I'm not sure if I can take you all the way, but I'll drive you for awhile."
He had one, maybe two things on his mind. The world's been real weird the last few months, so he honestly isn't sure what to expect any more, but this girl is smoking hot, even with the red skin, in fact, the exotic feature of the red skin is pretty hot in of itself. He'd never considered it before, but he's suddenly finding himself quite turned on. So he takes off.
They manage to make it thirty miles of him hitting on her and her out witting him at every turn before she finally demands he stop the car so she can get out. It didn't help he looked almost like Kyle, except with blonde hair, she hadn't noticed it at first because of his Sun Glasses, but when he took them off, she just felt her stomach drop. She could've slugged him out cold and taken his car but she wasn't that desperate. Instead she winds up in a gas station some where outside of New York, close to thirty miles from the Justice League Head quarters in New York, there's one in every major city after all. From there, she could get help.
So now she's standing on the sidewalk in front of a convenient store slash Gas station looking around, looking a bit annoyed, but mostly just..helpless. She hate's asking for help, she hasn't been this helpless in a really long time, and adjusting is taking the wind right out of her sails.
She sighs and leans back against the glass. She sure could use a drink right now.