Titans: The Revised Adventures RP

Ashton raised an eyebrow, first at Gar's jokes, then at Raven's response. He ignored the mental summons, outside of muttering something about 'damned telepaths'. He headed for the door, stretching slightly. He headed down for his truck, unlocking it and waiting for the others, before climbing into the vehicle. "We're on our way, Reikka, silencio."
 
I heard that Ashton... but Reikka couldn't blame him, she hated telepathy just as much as the next and tried not to use it often. When the waitress made her way to them, she smiled and decided she'd order her food while the others got on their way.
 
Di shook her head violently three times. Damn, she hated that! The way Reikka could just turn it off and on any time she wanted. But then, she heard Raven, and she had to raise an eyebrow.... She hadn't realized that Raven could do it too, and wondered if the dark girl had purposefully reached them all, or if she'd tapped into the rest of them through Reikka's own connection? That was weird!
Then, Raven joined them and challenged the BeastBoy-bird to a race, leaving her and Ashton to ride in the van alone. The others disappeared, and she quickly caught up to her friend, slapping him on the rear. "Whaddya say? Race to the van? First one there gets to drive it!" SHe slinked her hand into his front pocket and retrieved the keys, then began stretching her legs in oversized strides as she laughed her way to the van. Not one for speed really, Ashton was close with her, and who would make it there first was anyone's guess.
 
Mephistophelily said:
"I don't much care for vehicles... So let's see just how fast you are, bird boy...I bet even your fastest bird can't keep up with me."


The green parrot raised itself up and let its wings expand. "Ack! No fair! I don't know where Bob Evans is!" He flapped himself into the air and became a hummingbird. "But, ya give me decent directions, and you've got a bet."

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OOC: If things move on without me...I'll be gone until about 7am (Eastern)tomorrow morning...then he'll change into something cute and cuddly if I have to ride with Ashton, and into a chimney swift for the race with Raven.
 
BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP...

Rupert's alarm went off at 6am... he took one look at the time and realised he'd forgotten to turn the thing off. It was still set for school time.

He groaned, flicked the alarm off, and turned over, pulling the covers back over his head.

At 7.30am he woke up naturally and swung his legs out over the bed. He would have to learn to sleep in on weekends. At boarding school he'd had to be up at 6.30am on weekdays and 7.30am on weekends. He'd been doing it for so long that he did it naturally; the alarm was just a back-up plan.

He slipped on his dressing gown, over the flannel pyjamas he still wore, even though it was too hot in Vector for them. He'd have to get rid of them and find some much cooler pyjamas to wear so he didn't spend his nights sweating like a pig.

He frowned as he saw the note waiting for him on the kitchen table. He ran his eyes over it, but he didn't need to read carefully. The meaning was clear enough. Mum and Dad had come back for breakfast but they were gone again now. There was some money for lunch "with your new friends" as his mother had put it.

'I wish,' he thought, morosely. 'You'd think she'd know enough about me to know I don't make friends easily... no, I don't make friends at all.'

Then he remembered Donna. She'd been nice to him, hadn't laughed at him or tried to leave quickly. He cursed himself for not having the courage to ask her for her number, but he knew that was the sort of courage he'd never have. Just speaking to her briefly had been hard enough.
 
lil_squirter said:
"Not so different from you really. I was raised by a foster family, but they died. Honestly, I sort of, kind of have a sister but not really. And I have no parents."

"Sometimes it feels like I'm living two different lives you know? Well...no you probably don't. But I mean..there are these moments where I feel like I can do anything and help people and then... there I am sweating over a Trig final. It's frustrating."

She sat back on her heels, hands resting on her thighs as she chewed her lower lip.

"Ideal world...where I could do anything.... I'd be happy."

When she'd taken his hand, he once again forgot his troubles. She was holding his hand. Holy crap. He was still somewhat stunned when she released him, and he numbly helped her spread the picnic blanket.

Grant listened to her in silence, his eyes studying her face. There was real pain, real lonliness there. It was funny in a way, he'd expected her to have a happier story with as generally good and nice as she seemed. It was also a sobering reminder that other people, people who were a lot better than him, had hard lives too. He should really spend less time whining and more time doing something about it. Now that he had the power, he should do something worthwhile. And maybe he could redeem himself somewhere along the way.

"I hope you find happiness, Donna." "I don't think I've met anyone who deserved it more than you." He smiled, and deciding to be bold, reached out and laid an arm over her shoulder, hoping to lend a little comfort. "If I can do anything to help you reach that goal, let me know." "That seems like a good way to help the world to me."

He almost gave her a squeeze, but felt he was already going too far. He moved his arm, picking up the basket and opening it. "May I serve you, Miss Troy?" He picked up the thermos of coffee like it was a bottle of fine wine.
 
Armphid said:
"I hope you find happiness, Donna." "I don't think I've met anyone who deserved it more than you." He smiled, and deciding to be bold, reached out and laid an arm over her shoulder, hoping to lend a little comfort. "If I can do anything to help you reach that goal, let me know." "That seems like a good way to help the world to me."

He almost gave her a squeeze, but felt he was already going too far. He moved his arm, picking up the basket and opening it. "May I serve you, Miss Troy?" He picked up the thermos of coffee like it was a bottle of fine wine.

Grant leaned and gave her a half, hug, she rested her head against him and smiled. He was a really good guy, she was glad she'd met him. She could have done a lot worse on her first day then meet a sweetheart with a sense of humor.


"I think everyone will find happiness someday. And just having a new friend, a great guy like you around is helping out a lot. Thanks for being so sweet to the new girl."

He pulled away and so did she, grabbing her camera and snapping a few quick pics as he went into his maitre' d act. She laughed and clicked off a few more shots before canting her head to the side. She took the thermos from him and pushed him back with one hand to his chest. Pushing him to his back.

She stood over him, the camera panning over his face and the look of bewilderment it held.

"Just smile, think about something happy and look over my left shoulder and smile."
 
"You think I know either?," Raven asked in return, floating up from the sidewalk. "How hard could it be to find? Big building, big sign- and the smell of food." She smirked at him, then took off.
 
lil_squirter said:
"I think everyone will find happiness someday. And just having a new friend, a great guy like you around is helping out a lot. Thanks for being so sweet to the new girl."

He pulled away and so did she, grabbing her camera and snapping a few quick pics as he went into his maitre' d act. She laughed and clicked off a few more shots before canting her head to the side. She took the thermos from him and pushed him back with one hand to his chest. Pushing him to his back.

She stood over him, the camera panning over his face and the look of bewilderment it held.

"Just smile, think about something happy and look over my left shoulder and smile."

He'd gotten a laugh out of her, which made him feel significantly better. Not only because her laugh just made him feel good, but because he didn't want the gloomy mood that had settled in to stick around. As she grabbed her camera, he tried making a few snooty faces to go with the "wine bottle" gag.

Then it happened. She put one small hand in the center of his chest, and pushed him over onto his back. If he wasn't so stunned, he'd have noticed that she hadn't even had to try to move him, and he was a lot bigger than her...but he wasn't capable of such thoughts at the moment.

Grant's breath fled from him as his face turned bright red. His mouth was dry, and hung open for a few seconds before he snapped it shut. Good God. The move was so aggressive, and so...well, maybe only to his teenaged hormonally charged male mind, so sexually charged that it left him stupefied. That it came from the sweet, gorgeous, and wholesome Donna Troy somehow made it even more so.

Think of something happy. Something happy. He forced himself to look in the direction she'd indicated. Something happy. A mental image formed of Donna leaning down and kissing him...Grant smiled a sheepish smile, then blinked the thought away. No, no, not that kind of happy. Stay good, Grant. How about...

He thought of the Halloween party, of going there. On a date. With Donna. An honest and heartfelt smile came to his face as he held the image. Wouldn't that be something?
 
Armphid said:
He thought of the Halloween party, of going there. On a date. With Donna. An honest and heartfelt smile came to his face as he held the image. Wouldn't that be something?

His blush was perfect, the expression had been captured in a series of shots, just as the smile was. It wasn't the first look he gave, that had been..well..odd..but sort of..interesting. She made a note to ask him about it later. It was the second smile, a sort of dreamy one as he looked off to the side...that was perfect.

She reached over head and grabbed a low hanging branch and gave it a good sound shake, a slow lazy cascade of leaves rained down over them, some caught in her hair, flaming red contrasting with the deep black of her ponytail and on her head. More leaves fell down over Grant though, framing him. She caught a dozen pictures of him in the rain of leaves before she eased back and knelt down again.

She grinned and rolled to lay down beside him, offering the view screen to him. The wonders of digital cameras, you could see the shot instantly. A few clicks and the pictures came ito view, handsome Grant in an almost mystical looking fall of gold, red and orange. She really did have an artists eye with the lens.

"See? I told you, you would take great pictures."
 
Grant had managed to recover somewhat, he almost felt well enough to speak. Then Donna grinned and lay down next him. Very close to him, as a matter of fact. Daaamn, she was killing him. He loved it, every second of it, but man, she was killing him. He looked over at her, entranced for a moment by that glorious smile. The fierce color of the leaves in her hair was startling, and for a moment he thought she looked like some harvest goddess out of ancient times.

"See? I told you, you would take great pictures."

He was able to look at the viewer, and he was startled once again. "Wow...I...that's me?" They weren't photos, well they were, but it was more like each one was a piece of art. The meshing of the colors...it was really something. "You're not kidding, these are amazing!" "Are you sure you're not a pro photographer already?"

Grant was completely serious. He couldn't have ever imagined that he could look that...elegant or cool. If she could make him look like that, she was really talented. He grinned at her, "You really are incredible, you know that?"

"Speaking of which," Grant smiled an apology and took the camera from her, turning it fo frame her face and taking a shot. He handed it back with a shrug, "uh, sorry, but...with the leaves in your hair, it just, you, uh, I mean...you look really great, and I thought...well, there should definately be more pictures of you." "Even I couldn't make it look bad."
 
“Oooh,” moaned Robin, then managed to get out “You could... pretend it’s a ... popsicle...” his last word came out in a gasp. This was a new experience to him; the last time he had gotten this close to a girl was back when he was sixteen, with his old girlfriend Barb, daughter of Commissioner Gordon of the Gotham Police. But they had only gone as far as making out and some rubbing together, but not like this. This was a whole new ballfield...

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Vic smiled widely at Reikka. “For sure. I really wanna ‘get to know’ you, real good.” His cool, confident exterior was almost exactly the opposite of what he felt inside. His heart was pounding, his blood was rushing, and he had a strong urge to jump on top of her and make her scream his name between gasps and moans.

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“So, I hear you’re looking for a team?” said Bane Junior as he walked up to Ghost in the cafeteria. “Tell me more...”
 
The Jeffinator said:
Vic smiled widely at Reikka. “For sure. I really wanna ‘get to know’ you, real good.” His cool, confident exterior was almost exactly the opposite of what he felt inside. His heart was pounding, his blood was rushing, and he had a strong urge to jump on top of her and make her scream his name between gasps and moans.


"Well then..." she smiled a nervous one at that...he was just so... towering. She'd heard stories about him but then stories were only that. Some of it had to have been stretched a bit. Leaning forward she brushed a finger along his well muscled arm, bring it up to his ear where she managed a swift movement of her lips and tongue claiming his earlobe. "Then we better hope the rest of the day flies by if we are to 'get to know' each other better, neh?" She could sense the others drawing near and suddenly wanted to see how far she could get with Vic before they got here. Of course she could only go so far as teasing, she didn't have that kind of confidence. Sighing she leaned against his shoulder waiting for her food before sitting up and looking dejected.
 
Ashton shook his head at the antics, then climbed into his truck. Di could drive if she wanted, he supposed, as long as she could drive a stick. He put on his seatbelt, then leaned back in his seat, waiting for the others.
 
"A... popsicle?" Star looked down, then smiled, dropping down onto the floor and taking him gently in her hand. "You mean, like this?" She eased him into her mouth, moaning a bit as he slipped further. The way he twinged n her mouth felt so.. curious. She began to gently lathe him with her tongue, looking up at him to be sure what she was doing was alright.
 
Mephistophelily said:
"You think I know either?," Raven asked in return, floating up from the sidewalk. "How hard could it be to find? Big building, big sign- and the smell of food." She smirked at him, then took off.


She has a point. Gar shifted into a chimney swift, the fastest bird he'd heard of, and sped off after Raven. And not a bad ass.

"Woohoo!!! Surf's up!"
 
"Hey!" Raven frowned, picking up a bit more speed as the bird blew past her. So he was fast... And knew exactly how to use those forms of his.
*I wonder what he'd do in bed?*
That thought messed her up, causing her to immediately come to a stop as her eyes widened. Where had THAT come from?!? She never thought like that...

..And now Gar had a giant lead on her.
"Ohhh no you don't."
She took off again, checking on where he was before glancing down below to find the building.
 
Gar laughed as he zipped past Raven, and made a beeline for the main strip that the limo had driven him along the day before. If Bob Evans is anywhere, it's along a main road where it'll attract travelers. Kind of like Stuckey's or Cracker Barrel restaurants.

He pivoted a bit to see if Raven had begun moving, and made a little bird smile. He could she she was on her way.

Gar dropped down lower and then caught some updrafts to let him coast along the road and see ahead. He became an eagle to get a better view of things. She's not as gloomy as I had thought when I first saw her. I bet she looks really cute when she laughs.

He spotted the restaurant and returned to swift form energized by a new plan of action. I must make Raven laugh.
 
The smell caught her nose before her eyes caught the building, a light smirk coming to Raven's face. "Gotcha.." She frowned again as she spotted the green bird diving in for the place.
She landed before the sign, having lost sight of him once more. Had she beaten him? She glanced around, folding her arms and raising an eyebrow. The others must have been on their way still...
"Gar?"
 
When he'd done eating breakfast, Rupert headed out, taking the money his mother had left for 'lunch with friends' with him. Maybe he'd buy something useful with it, since there was enough for several people to have lunch, and he didn't want to give most of it back. That would be admitting he didn't have any friends, and if she hadn't noticed, he wasn't about to make it obvious.

'Maybe some sort of projectile weaponry,' he thought as he wandered away from the suburbs and into town. 'something non-lethal I can take my opponents down with without physically tackling them.' He saw a shop with some tasers in the window, but he knew the laws prohibited their sale to kids. It was the sort of thing he wanted though, so he decided to build it from scratch. 'some capacitors, thin filament wire... steel tubing and pressurised cylinder...' he mentally listed the components he would need, crating a rough design in his head at the same time. Being incredibly smart had its advantages.
 
“Oh yeah,” Vic said with a smirk, her mouth on his ear sending shivers through his entire body, “that sounds awesome. And more of that, yes, much more of that.” He mind was exploding. This hot-ass girl with pink hair and a desire to tease... It was everything not to jump up and take her right then and there. She was hot, and of course, so was he. He wanted her, and he was absolutely certain she wanted him... Oh yeah, Score tonight!

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“Oh my god!” Robin gasped at Star took him into her mouth, and it immediately sent him pummeling into the first massive orgasm of his life as the tip of his cock spurted out load after load of hot white semen. He was a virgin, and was usually too preoccupied with crime-fighting to tend to his manly needs. His legs became weak, he breath came short, and all sorts of colors and shapes passed before his eyes. His entire body rippled with the aftershock, something he had never felt before. He hadn’t even been interested in masturbation till he was 16, the first time he made out with Barbara Gordon. In the two years since, he had only actually serviced himself to completion maybe fifteen times. It just wasn’t something he cared much about, until now. This feeling was overwhelming, and now that he had finally ascended to that plateau, he never wanted it to stop. He had just unloaded a massive amount of sperm into Starfire’s mouth, and then his eyes grew wide -- What have I done!

“Starfire, I -- I didn’t mean to, I mean -- I should have told you I was about to -- Oh, I’m so sorry!”
 
Star gave a surprised squeek as Robin seemed to lock up beneath her hold, then sudddenly filled her mouth with a curious fluid... She swallowed it, licking her lips as she looked up to him with a smile. She discovered she liked the taste of it, licking him clean.
Once she felt he was clean enough, or at least was unable to find more, she sat back on her heels and looked at him. "Why do you apologize, Robin? Did I not do well?"
 
“No, y-you did wonderful! It’s just -- It’s just I should have warned you first before it came out.. I’m sorry if it made you upset...”
 
"Um...so why are you all by your lonesome? No girl to comfort you after your big win?" she asked curiously. But then who in their right mind would leave such a nice setup like him by himself unless he wanted to be. She could feel the others coming and cursed their timing...
 
"Upset? Why would I be upset?," Star asked, getting up from the floor and kissing him. "That was a very enjoyable experience for me, Robin... I would love to do it again for you at some point." She paused, looking into his eyes. "That is, if.. if you are not against such a thing." her heart was still racing from what she had done, and an incredible feeling seemed to run through her, as though her body were on fire.
 
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