i am just a man not superhuman [OPEN]

[defenestration]

Who: Ozymandias and You
What: There's a masked hero out doing what masked heroes do.
Where: the neighborhoods around city center
When: Misdi - Veerdi evenings and into the night
Notes: Please suspend your disbelief and pretend a mask around the eyes is a really great disguise.
Warnings: Possible minor violence against NPC baddies?

Adrian refuses to believe that's no meaning in the fact that his costume came to Baedal with him. Just as he refuses to believe that the only good use for it is to protect him when fighting off the occasional invasion of mysterious creatures. When the world back home is right, he intends to put the mask on again, knows he won't be the only one who does. So in the meantime, there's no excuse not to get back into practice again while he's here.

There may not be any man-eating crows or giant ants roaming the streets tonight, but that doesn't mean there are no monsters to be found. Humans -- and humanoids (he's still rather coming to terms with that) -- are perfectly capable of doing evil all by themselves. And that's where Ozymandias comes in.

Tonight he's out in the streets of the central city, keeping a reasonable distance from his home in Brock Marsh just to be extra careful with his identity. So far he's stopped a mugging in progress and left an unconscious thief locked inside the business he was trying to rob. It's not a busy night, but it feels nice to be protecting a city again.

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[goodeintentions]

Aimery was out enjoying a night off, having spent his first paycheck on a somewhat more casual outfit than his usual suits then worn it out socializing and drinking. He managed to do the latter in moderation, but even his mild inebriation made finding his way back to Brock Marsh difficult; he regretted heading back to a bar he'd found near Mog Hill and knew he should have picked a place closer to 'home'.

Alone, tipsy, and as defenseless-looking as he was, Aimery appeared a perfect target for a trio of muggers when he happened down the wrong street. He heard their shout as they came up behind him, but he dismissed it as a group of drunks right up until he was shoved face-first against a brick wall. He yelped and twisted away, stumbling to the ground with one hand covering his now bloody nose, glaring up at them. Fear hadn't set in yet, he was still warmed from the liquor and knowledge that he could just choose to walk away made him smart off to them. "Thanks."

"No problem," one of them barked back at him before giving him a hard kick in the ribs. A kick that somehow landed despite his attempt to choose otherwise. That was when Aimery got scared- somehow, it wasn't working.

late veerdi night

[patricide]

Lex has his own outings, though none involve such heroics. He returns home quite late and arrives after Adrian. It's been a long week and letting off a bit of steam with some co-workers was a welcome stress reliever.

He's been drinking, but not enough to render him tipsy or sloppy. What effect is does have is that Lex is now more curious than ever. He is about to retire for the night and on his way up the stairs he sees Adrian pass - in full costume.

"Looks like you had quite the evening as well."

[baedalites.livejournal.com]

Perched on a store stoop, there's a young boy (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v149/hilohello/Wyatt%20Smith%20in%20The%20Pledge/20.png) whittling a stick and just watching the world go by. He seems somewhat interested in what Ozymandias is doing, but he's not about to approach some sort of masked whatever and ask him anything. Perhaps he saw the stranger stop a mugging? Perhaps he saw him lock up a thief?