"Sweet. Lightning powers are pretty cool." She hasn't really tried to go out and meet the local heroes or anything. Part of her wants to but the rest isn't sure she deserves to.
"So what is- "
Steph stops when their would-be-mugger steps in their path and scoffs at his threat. "Are you kidding me? It's like two in the afternoon, is this amateur hour?"
Then she just leaps into action and the would-be-mugger doesn't even have a chance to raise the knife before she kicks it out of his hand. She's acting on instinct and a clear, righteous anger that feels good. Once the knife is skittering across the sidewalk, Steph knocks him into the wall and then shakes him the way you would a misbehaving puppy. Frightened and probably tripping balls, the guy goes limp in her grip. "Knock this stuff out. Get clean, sort your life out, you're better than this."
Then she lets him go and he takes off in the opposite direction with nervous, backward glances. "Friggin jerk," she says with a sigh.
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Date: 2014-06-20 10:15 pm (UTC)"So what is- "
Steph stops when their would-be-mugger steps in their path and scoffs at his threat. "Are you kidding me? It's like two in the afternoon, is this amateur hour?"
Then she just leaps into action and the would-be-mugger doesn't even have a chance to raise the knife before she kicks it out of his hand. She's acting on instinct and a clear, righteous anger that feels good. Once the knife is skittering across the sidewalk, Steph knocks him into the wall and then shakes him the way you would a misbehaving puppy. Frightened and probably tripping balls, the guy goes limp in her grip. "Knock this stuff out. Get clean, sort your life out, you're better than this."
Then she lets him go and he takes off in the opposite direction with nervous, backward glances. "Friggin jerk," she says with a sigh.