Too bad for the running man [OPEN]

[mouse]

Too bad for the running man

Shit! He'd stolen from the wrong person this time, in fact it seems as though Yoko had stolen from the wrong PEOPLE, not just person. The lithe blond was now fleeing with a a handful of money that he was pretty sure was blood money anyway. But money was money and he simply had to eat, eat or be eaten and in this city it counted more than anyone knew, especially these days.

Shoving the money into the small pocket of his cut off jeans, Yokura, also known as Mouse, leapt over a park benched and went running through the trees, almost getting tangled up in some dogs leash as his running excited the poor beast, the owner losing control and their hold on the animal. Laughing all of a sudden, the kid stumbled and scrambled to his feet just in time to miss getting a kick in the side by a man four times his size.

He gasped as a ball of ice rebounded off the path beside him where he'd just been sitting only seconds ago and he yelped, rolling and scrambling to his feet, but not in time to miss a thick tree branch slamming into him from the side. Jeez these guys really wanted their money back didn't they? In his panic he started to change, bones popping a little before his faux hawk grew longer the ash blond hair falling over his face in a messy waterfall, hips curving dramatically, his body trying to morph into his female form but getting stuck halfway, his heart pounding in his ears, face softening to a girlish pout before he rushed quickly into the bushes, panting hard as he tried to outrun them.

[myval]

“I need another Story. Something I need to confess

Anton was sitting in Central park, enjoy the last few days before the snow flew. He had, once again left the school for the day, though this time it wasn't with permission, though he doubted that the professor would care that much. He in all honestly was looking to see if he could hone his abilities. The nice thing about being a telepath, your main ability.. no one normally noticed you using it. Passively reading thoughts, was exactly that.. passive. He was also hoping to maybe run into Kari, but that seemed unlikely.

So Anton had gone to one of the few places in the city that had lots of people, but they didn't all congregate in one place. They usual milled around talking to people they know, or walked there dogs, or what ever else people do in a park. Who would notice a teen reading a book in the middle of a park? Not many. And that what Anton did.. was read his book.

Now Anton had gone almost all morning without seeing another mutant, so he was relatively relaxed and just letting his mind passively pick up thoughts. That was when he heard the ruckus. That was always what it was.. a ruckus. A large, loud mental noise that normally caught the attention of the otherwise aloof teen.

There was this young... man, that what he looked like at first. He was running from these to large thugs, that where chasing him, shouting quite observantly. Normally Anton wouldn't have cared that much, but the where running straight towards where he was sitting. But the strangest thing happened when the boy passed, he saw him to began to change his form. His once boyish form began to morph and take on the definite curves of a woman. Though unfortunately for the boy, he didn't complete the transformation. He seemed to get stuck in a hermaphrodite form. That was the best he could call it, hermaphrodite neither male or female, just in between.

He watched the hermaphrodite turn the corner and dive behind the bushes, just seconds before the thugs arrived. They where brutish, and ugly, with big noses and tiny eyes. They're necks where thick, and they had quite a few scars. Career criminals, most likely. The biggest of the two walked up two, walked over to Anton and gruffly asked. “Hey, did ya see a boy run by here?” his beady eyes shifting around as if looking for him. “No,” answered Anton, simply, which was the truth, he saw a hermaphrodite run by... not a boy.

The big guys partner decided to say, “You lie, we saw someone run over here.” He loomed over the sitting Anton, and then menacingly said, “Dat boy stole money from us, if your helping him you will get the same treatment that he will get.” leaving no doubt in Anton's mind what was going to happen if the boy was caught. Actually his mind told all, and it wouldn't be pretty. Anton began to muse about the reasons why he should either help the thugs or the thief. But it came down to the less of the two evils... “Well, I did see someone run down that way.” Anton said, point in the direction that the hermaphrodite ran, before jumping into the bushes. “I think they just ran straight down the path.” He said, as the two grunted, and ran down the path...

He hoped the boy stayed perfectly still, and didn't do anything to ruin both of them. But the two just kept on running. Anton let out a sigh of relief, and then when the two where well out of hearing range, he yelled back. “Hey I think it is safe now.” Now Anton was expecting the person to do some explaining to him, after all he just saved them from a horrible fate.

“Tell me what you want to here.”

Tag: Mouse
Notes: Here it is... wow that was long. Hope you don't mind me controlling the thugs.
Credit: Coding to me, Myval! Lyrics: Secrets by One Republic

[mouse]

It was surprising to be helped, he hadn't expected it but the entire time those thugs were talking, the blond was peaking out and watching the exchange with worry. When he heard them threaten the other man he'd almost come out to his aid, but that wouldn't have been very smart so he'd stayed where he was, just watching and listening.

However, when the thugs took off up the path, Mouse still hesitated and when the man shouted out at him he hesitated then too, his heart thudding wildly in his chest, shoulders shifting heavily with every barely caught breath. It almost felt like panic attacks sometimes and, honestly, he wouldn't be surprised if they weren't. He didn't exactly lead a life full of relaxation and happiness. His days were filled with running, taking risks and causing the occasional bout of trouble.

After a few moments to calm himself a little he decided that there wasn't really any point in hiding, other than he was embarrassingly stuck in a shape he didn't really enjoy. He liked being a male and he also liked being a female, but being both at one time... was so confusing! He moved stealthily, circling him as much as he could to get a good look at him before he tugged at his shorts, trying to hide his legs a little before he stepped out. He pushed his now nearly waist length hair over his shoulder, the faux hawk that use to hang over his eyes now masses of blond curls.

He looked awkward, curved hips, flat chest, long blond hair with the strict male lines of his face, though still pretty not very female. But most of all it was the way he held himself, shoulders slumped awkwardly, feet shuffling. He really didn't like being seen like this.

"Thanks," he said, his voice boyish but still not low or rough. "Could of escaped though." Stubborn to the core this one, spent so much time on his own that he'd almost forgotten how to interact in a pleasant manner. But he did manage a very impish looking grin before he looked serious again.


[[ooc: aww no, it is fine, I don't mind little godmods and these are only NPCs anyway. The length was lovely.]]

[myval]

“I need another Story. Something I need to confess

Anton watched, and waited as they timidly walked out from the bushes. Anton had no doubts about the boy... girl... person being a mutant. They also didn't have full control over there power either. Anton really hoped that he would pick a form, it would make talking with the b..person easier. But he could tell that the.. person was nervous, there mind was running in circles... sort of reminded Anton of a rabbit.

Anton smiled as the person got closer to him. He was trying to picture them as either one of the sexes, but it was difficult. Maybe.. nah. Anton watched as he shuffled his feet. He kind of tipped his head to the left, his expression sort of curious. He head the boy thank him, then he mumbled something about being able to get away. Anton had a small chuckle at that. “I'm sure you might have been able too..”

His laughter died away and then he began to look a little more uncertain. He wasn't so sure how to place this... “Well, umm.” He started, sort hesitantly, “Can you pick a form. Please?” It kind of bothered Anton that the person was not of any definable sex... It was confusing, he was too weird out, besides he goes to a school full of mutants, so what if they person could change there sex, well almost, at will.

“Your lucky though, I doubt you would have liked what they had in store for you... it involved a lot of knifes, and not so many nice cuts..” It was a pleasant thought they had.. And Anton just added him to the list of recipients of that torture. Why did Anton help them again?

“Tell me what you want to here.”

Tag: Mouse
Credit: Coding to me, Myval! Lyrics: Secrets by One Republic

[mouse]

"S-sorry," Blushing in embarrassment, Mouse glared a little, chewing at his lip. He wished it was as easy as that especially with the male making comments like that!!! Squeezing his hands together, Yoko concentrated hard on focusing his breathing and thoughts. At first he was conflicted on what form to chose, his image wavering, hair shortening then lengthening, his cheeks goes red in frustration and embarrassment. Oh god. He could almost cry!

And with that very thought, his emotions picked for him and his hair lengthened out, his body morphing into his female persona. Even he looked confused, Yoko hadn't even been thinking about his female form but just the softer thought had been enough and so here he was a girl. Oh well, at least it was one gender, this was a little awkward though, wasn't it? He smiled shyly and shoved his hands into his shorts, a very boyish move, rocking on his feet a little.

"I'm Mouse," he offered with a grin and he pulled a hand out of his pocket, showing a handful of money before he looked over his shoulder and grinned triumphantly. He counted the money and found a good hundred in his hand. He wouldn't keep it all, he never did, he only kept what he needed to eat or needed to buy clothing. He wondered who he should give it to this time, last time he'd thrown it into some need money for the blind collection. He had no clue what it was called but that's where most of the money went, he even snuck into churches to dump the money there.

He didn't need it.

He took two smaller notes and slipped them in his pocket looking around and sighing. He would have to go back into town, because no way was he keeping this much on him, other people needed it more anyway.

[myval]

“I need another Story. Something I need to confess

Anton watched as the... person try to figure out there sex. It was a confusing process, there hair lengthened and shortened then lengthened again. Anton could sense there sensation... He felt that he didn't help either.. He instinctively said, “Sorry” to the.. girl. She finally decided on a gender.. finally.

She put her hands into her pocket, and sort of rocked back in forth.. very boyish. But it was sort cute to be honest. The gal, held out her hand and said her name was mouse. It was very fitting. Everything about her seemed to be mouse-ish. He smiled at her and took her hand. “Anton.” He said. He was half way tempted to say Vecna, but decided on Anton. It seemed right.

He saw the girl take out a large wad of cash, and began to count it. Anton whistled at the amount. “You got them good didn't you?” He asked, with a smile. He didn't normally think highly of stealing. But he saw what Mouse did wasn't stealing, it was taking back what wasn't theirs in the first place. And then he read her thoughts, and he was happier about her plan. “Well Mouse, where to next?” He asked, not minding to hang around with the little thief. After all her illegal deeds seem to have noble ends... which Anton didn't do that personal, but he preferred to be with people who would do those noble ends. In the long run.

“Tell me what you want to here.”

Tag: Mouse
Credit: Coding to me, Myval! Lyrics: Secrets by One Republic