Midnight Blitz by HoorayforSloth
“Keep at it Midnight, we’ve almost got her!” the superheroine known as British Bolt – often shortened to BB – shouted to her partner, the Swedish heroine Midnight Sun. BB’s blonde compatriot didn’t share her gift of super speed, but she was doing an admirable job keeping up with her either way as they chased their quarry along a quiet forest road.
The culprit, a blonde woman with a short ponytail who was dressed in a tight white bodysuit, was still several yards ahead of her, but they had managed to slowly close the distance. BB had tried to catch her by leaping at her with her super speed a couple of times already, but the thief, even though she was definitely slower than her, had amazing reflexes, and every time BB dove for her she had simply changed direction and actually increased the distance between them. BB had no idea how she managed to escape every time, but she figured the odd visor and the pair of headphones she wore had something to
Tales of Somneria: Mercenary Mixup 3 The campfire lit, the tents pegged, the party’s baggage laid out and arranged. After a day’s worth of sudden, unwanted excitement, Fiona and the rest of her little entourage welcomed the tentative calm which now descended upon the camp. For a good portion of the evening, the party simply stretched their collective legs and sighed in relief. Song, Lunaria and Mercy sat around the fire, the elven mage starting to tidy the party’s supplies and resources, while the ranger listened to the kitsune’s version of the events; Fiona and Winnifry settled a bit further from the bonfire, the former floated in a gentle orbit as she read an extract from Crypts & Cartographers while the latter sat cross-legged on a nearby rock, serenely brushing tangles out of her long, ebony hair.
“Still, this thing is all… fancy and stuff!” Song exclaimed, making Mercy and Fiona look up form their respective tas