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“Okay let me see. This isn't right...why do I even bother with this?”
The bluenette leaned up against the counter, a clipboard in hand and reading glasses on. He made a few grunting noises of disapproval, the pencil twirling between his teeth. His eyes scanned over the charts and half-assed explenations written down before he set it aside.
“Well that was a waste of time.”
He pulled off the glasses and rubbed his eyes tiredly. He heard a small noise and walked out of the room, down the hall, and into a different room. He walked to the kinderbedje, wieg and looked inside. The small blue haired kitten was asleep. He smiled and walked back out of the room. It was one of his few days off so he had insisted on his wife taking a rest from being in the house for the day. She would be gone till past midnight, he knew that. But he didn't care; it just meant a better surprise for when she woke him up later. A small vibration in his pocket brought his mind back to earth.
“Spade here.”
“I love u Spade~,” was the reply.
“Suck on it Jackson!”
He heard a laugh from the other side, a grudging smile gracing his lips.
“I heard u got the dag off, sly dog.”
“Don't insult me.”
“Uh cat. Sorry. So what are u up to?”
“Went over the reports u sent. u couldn't come up with anything better?”
“It's so hard working without you, Spadey~.”
“True but I needed this break.”
“You could have asked me to kom bij you.”
“You're who I need a break from!!”
He heard a dramatic gasp and then sputtering before a thump sounded. He waited a minuut before giving a reply.
“Hey, u still dead?”
“....maybe.”
“Oh well then I'll need a new partner.”
There was a loud scramble and the sound of someone running into too many things.
“It's a miracle! I'm alive!!!”
He laughed despite himself.
“Good. Now how about coming for dinner? I don't want to eat alone.”
“My good sir I shall arrive after the sun sets in the distant horizon!”
“...okay. Bring dessert so I don't have to make it.”
“Aye aye, sir!”
“Okay. Later babe,” Dylan teased.
“See ya soon, cutie.”
“Okay let me see. This isn't right...why do I even bother with this?”
The bluenette leaned up against the counter, a clipboard in hand and reading glasses on. He made a few grunting noises of disapproval, the pencil twirling between his teeth. His eyes scanned over the charts and half-assed explenations written down before he set it aside.
“Well that was a waste of time.”
He pulled off the glasses and rubbed his eyes tiredly. He heard a small noise and walked out of the room, down the hall, and into a different room. He walked to the kinderbedje, wieg and looked inside. The small blue haired kitten was asleep. He smiled and walked back out of the room. It was one of his few days off so he had insisted on his wife taking a rest from being in the house for the day. She would be gone till past midnight, he knew that. But he didn't care; it just meant a better surprise for when she woke him up later. A small vibration in his pocket brought his mind back to earth.
“Spade here.”
“I love u Spade~,” was the reply.
“Suck on it Jackson!”
He heard a laugh from the other side, a grudging smile gracing his lips.
“I heard u got the dag off, sly dog.”
“Don't insult me.”
“Uh cat. Sorry. So what are u up to?”
“Went over the reports u sent. u couldn't come up with anything better?”
“It's so hard working without you, Spadey~.”
“True but I needed this break.”
“You could have asked me to kom bij you.”
“You're who I need a break from!!”
He heard a dramatic gasp and then sputtering before a thump sounded. He waited a minuut before giving a reply.
“Hey, u still dead?”
“....maybe.”
“Oh well then I'll need a new partner.”
There was a loud scramble and the sound of someone running into too many things.
“It's a miracle! I'm alive!!!”
He laughed despite himself.
“Good. Now how about coming for dinner? I don't want to eat alone.”
“My good sir I shall arrive after the sun sets in the distant horizon!”
“...okay. Bring dessert so I don't have to make it.”
“Aye aye, sir!”
“Okay. Later babe,” Dylan teased.
“See ya soon, cutie.”
Alter Ego- Night
Age- 14
Grade- Freshmen
Allies- Target/Caleb
Personality- flashy, competitive, little sister, cocky, arrogant, proud, loud, loving, a little violent, spirted
Ability-
dag unlike her brother is not a meta. She works with blades and hand to hand combat. She often uses her mouth to get what she wants and feeds lies to the enemy. She can set traps and is a great pickpocket.
Weakness-
She's to loud. To arrogant, She likes being flash and competitive about her surroundings. She is also a little sister which means she pushed her brother to the limit. Since he is a meta she sometimes feels that she has to beat him at stuff.
History-
Her father ran off shortly after she was born. Her mother committed suicide when she was 8. She doesn't remember her mother much because the woman was not a constant in her young life. She mostly remembers Caleb raising her.
Side notes-
-is a little ruff and tends to get in trouble at school.