Recent Posts

So it seemed like the Mansion staff had two sides to them, at least that was the feeling that he was getting whilst listening to Aura, At first glance they would be nice and helpful but they could just as easily throw you in jail for making a mistake. The thought of spending more time in the Mansion with his current record seemed less and less savory, but it seemed there could be a way out of it.

Some how it was not surprising that Aura had a track record of crime, with her mutation it seemed a little silly to not fight and it could easily kill. When she moved on to the topic of the people at sanctuary he picked up a bit,  the way she described the people that both live and work there seemed to be more in tune with his current predicament that the people at the mansion, it would be difficult to leave the people at the mansion especially his roommate who despite everything he felt was a friend.

"That would be great, it sounds more forgiving than the Mansion." He said when she asked if he would like to see Sanctuary, it would be nice to see the place and more importantly know where it is, especially if he needs to make a quick escape at any point. He watched her move around the body's taking each of theirs wallets, it seemed like a waste to leave all of the money but he doubted they had much on them. Whilst watching he remembered that they where in a crime scene and they should most likely move.

"So if we are going, shall we go?" He said with a smile, having no intent to get caught here with the body's and even less to get put in jail.  Although he had a distinct feeling that if anyone did come down to stop them they wouldn't be leaving this alley way alive.

By the sounds of her coughs she wasn't enjoying this type of environment. that was when he felt the kick knock his left leg out under him, it was surprising that she could hit him right now but it also made sense as he didn't block her hearing. Oh well in this cloud it was his world and his rule. 

whilst on one knee he moved back slightly not eager to receive another hit from her, and judging by the green glow she was about to start letting loose some more explosives, which he really did not want to get hit by. Making two fists with his hands he made some of the ash around her to pull together forming two thick sections either side of her head, This would most likely make her breathing easier but he could now attack from a distance within the smokescreen. but hey he couldn't take all the fun out of the fight could he? 

"So is this fun enough for ya?" He called as he made the two thick clouds within the cloud move to double punch her in the face, the first cloud would move and deliver a form of right hook immediately after a upper cut would hit from below. The density of the cloud is at enough to lift a man and keep him suspended, so Leon guessed that it would feel pretty solid when applied to her face.

Looking at the woman now demonstrating her powers he understood how she had won so fast, forming multiple weapons out of what looked like some form Armour. That would be tough to get past if he ever had to fight her, but from her body language and general tone a fight wasn't going to happen. Having seen her power and having listened to a brief description he couldn't deny her request to know more about his. Making the clouds around his body shoot above his head and break into a multitude of smaller clouds, he pulled as much as he dared into his mouth and into his body. Sending the rest down to the floor around him like snow. "I'm Leon and I can control ash, store a limited amount in my body and tend to light on fire." He said with a smile. 

The second question was one that he was dreading to hear, having been pondering it himself only moments before. That being said he would have to make a choice sooner or later and it appeared that time was now, quickly rummaging through his memories for an answer he was met with images and memories that made him mad. Not the average mad but furious with everyone that had shunned him and spat on his life for being a mutant. And yet here someone was complimenting him for being a mutant the same thing most saw as a curse on him she saw as a blessing. "No not really, been messed about one to many times recently." He said after a small pause. 

He noticed that no one in the streets seemed to care much that people where screaming and being killed, He wasn't really worried much at the lack of sirens or protests. Although the alley did seem quite a bit darker now that his flames had been put out. "So I take it you don't really care much for them either?" He asked her, remembering her earlier comment about them being human or mutant.

Typical. The gang would be attacking another mutant he thought as he saw the pink glow from the center of the remaining members, by the sounds of it they where having some fun in their own group over there, but that was the least of his concerns or should it be ideas. As he saw two of the members break off and target him, taking a quick glance at the burning bag in his hand told him what he wanted to know. With a slight thought he forced the red hot ash in the flames to spin and swirl into the bag, churning up all of what he now knew was newspaper. By the time the members reached him he had reduced the bag to a pile of ashes. 

As the first man reached him he could see they both had knives drawn, this didn't entirely surprise him as knives seemed to be the staple weapon of any gang. But those thoughts didn't stop the sight of him sending him into a furious rage, he was done with the ideas of co-existing and equality. If they wanted to fight mutants then they could get wiped out by mutants. He couldn't tell if that was the rage in his head or his genuine thoughts but he was going to follow them for now at least.

The first guy took a swing at his head, which Leon neatly dropped below, with a swing of his fist he delivered an uppercut to the base of the mans jaw, although the force of the blow wasn't as powerful as he thought it would be it didn't need to be. Straight after the initial contact a shifting cloud of ash lifted the man off of the ground by his neck which was left open by the uppercut. Leon could both see and hear the burning ash work at the mans throat and his cries confirmed that it was blistering hot. 

The voice of what he guessed was the mutant brought him back to the fight, hearing what she said he turned to the remaining member who had come to fight him. Knife in hand an oddly determined look on his face. "So which is it?" He asked the man his tone of voice backing up the threat made by the mutant.

Leon had decided to try and learn some more of the elusive places in New York. so far he had been wandering around some of the back alleys for a while now, thinking about what he was going to do in the city and if the choice of staying at the mansion like is good for nothing parents wanted was best for him, in the past he would have done everything his parents said but as of late he had begun questioning if they actually had his best interests in mind. Since he had told them that he was a mutant they barely spoke to him and packed him off here, and he wasn't even sure that here is where he wanted to be. 

These thoughts continued as he walked down the alleys, as he mulled it over most of the normal people that he had come across where either mean to him of attacked. To him as a naturally aggressive person this gave him a pretty good indication as to what was happening in the world, and it seems to him that pretty soon he would be forced to take sides. But the question was which side would he take as allot of his thoughts seemed to drift between leaving the mansion and being homeless, or sticking and helping some people that didn't seem to want him much. 

As he turned down another alleyway he saw what looked like a gang of what must he at least four guys doing something, from this distance he could not clearly see what they where doing but by the way the where standing it seemed obvious enough that someone was in the middle of that gang. He cursed to himself slightly as he had previously gotten rid off all the ash in his body, it wasn't as much choice that he did it as need. The whole experience had been rather horrid as he was literally vomiting ash into a bin. Grabbing a bag of what looked rather unsavory and paper-ish from a nearby trash can, he took out his lighter and lit it hoping that it would burn fast enough to supply him with the ash he needed. 

"Hey b*****s why don't you pick on someone our own size?" He called out to the gang of people hoping that it would make them stop before he had to make them stop, but having dealt with gangs before he pretty much knew the answer and only called out to look tough. 

She swept the staff up into a block, not bad and that showed that this was not her first fight. As his fist hit the staff it went sliding sideways slightly, this threw him slightly off balance and jarred him arm. Which was pretty painful he had to admit. She also appeared to have very good reactions having blocked his attack then dodged his cloud. 

"Its a good fight, so yes I am having fun." He replied to her with a smile. He noticed that she coughed again, so maybe she wasn't dodging as well as she seemed to be. the ranged tactic wasn't working fast but at some point they would connect. and that would be that. He made the cloud of ash split again, bringing one of the two clouds to him and spiting it again. so he had three clouds one medium size and two small.

With the small clouds he wrapped one around each hand to serve as cushioning for any blows and for some added kick to his attacks, and he sent the medium cloud racing around to bring up the rear, launching himself into another attack he swung his fist to try and catch the side of her head, with the combination of the flames and now smoldering ash he guessed it would hurt and burn quite a bit. At the same time he brought the cloud around close to the floor to try and disrupt her footing.

Damn she was faster than he had originally thought, neatly dodging his initial attack and launching her own, unfortunately he was to focused on her and only noted her attack at the last second, attempting to move out the way only served to hit him in the shoulder, it knocked him into a sideways spin landing him clean on the roof, This brought his attention back to the fact that this would not be a one sided fight.

Jumping back to his feet he saw the small glowing orbs much better than the first, jumping to the side at the last minute with one missing his head by inches, he could feel his mind fighting to keep the fan from breaking down the cloud, so far it seemed like he could keep it together but loosely. Opting to change tactics would be the best course of action he thought feeling a slight throbbing in his shoulder.

Wheeling the cloud back to him he split it so that two separate clouds flew past him, catching each with his hand hoping the flames would spark some more glow, although the contact with him lasted for only a second if that he had little or no time to check. Spinning the two clouds around he sent a double attack her way, one cloud going directly forwards and one circling around. At this density he knew they would not pick up someone but the small amount of heat left in them and the speed that they would hit could disorientate and restrict oxygen.