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Theobsidianmagpie - The Obsidian Magpie

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Already she was grabbing something heavy from her bag of treasures, ready to throw and distract, running at the chance. Bad enough that this person from the First Order adding to the major trouble. She pauses when she hears a thud, a heavy one at that.
With the heavy object in hand, she slowly peaks out from her hiding place to inspect what had happened. She often heard of stories of soldiers of the First Order, immovable, with no fear, almost as if they were robots. After all nobody’s seen underneath their masks.Something didn’t add up to those stories, as they came in numbers with their monotone masks.
Moving slowly, she approaches the unmoving soldier. Grasping the blasters away from him using her talons she throws them away from reaching distance. Gently kicking the body checking for a sign of conscious function, a part of her is still screaming to run. Kneeling next to him, she tilts her head in curiosity. Nobody’s seen what a storm trooper looked liked beneath the helmet at the battles. Until now, as curiosity gets the better of her and gently she pulls the helmet off, wanting to know what was underneath that helmet.

“Maybe. Maybe we don’t have to do this vigilante shit alone. Not just for if and when the time comes.”
“Maybe you don’t have to carry your legacy alone. All this is possible. I’ll just have to think about this.”
“But then again, I’ve been doing way too much of that as of late.”
Spooky Halloween Asks!
Boogeyman: what’s your weirdest/most irrational fear?
Candy Corn: what’s the best Halloween candy? the worst?
Crow: do you believe in omens? which ones?
Exorcist: do you believe in demons?
Ghost: have you ever encountered a spirit or haunted place?
Haunted: do you like haunted houses (or corn mazes, hayrides, etc.)? if so, what’s the scariest one you’ve participated in?
Mothman: do you know of any local urban legends, or is there an urban legend that really freaks you out?
Mystery: what’s the strangest unsolved mystery that you’ve heard of?
Scream: favourite horror film?
Spell: do you believe in magic, or any sort of otherworldly powers?
Trick or Treat: do you have any plans for Halloween this year?
UFO: do you believe in aliens, and do you think they visit Earth?
Werewolf: what cryptid or monster do you think could actually exist?
Witches: are you going to dress up this year? if yes, as what?

“No I don’t have a problem with it. I think it’s good knowing someone’s there to help dish it, even if it isn’t Queen. Or if someone doesn’t choose to take on the role of the Green Arrow.”

“....”
“Please tell me you’re kidding. Cause I really don’t think having me as help is a good idea.”