ShadowedScott's profile picture. Reilly family refugee and recovering rich kid. UPenn grad. Assistant district attorney by day, vigilante by night. Slumming it with @ReporterAndy. (#RP)

Scott Reilly

@ShadowedScott

Reilly family refugee and recovering rich kid. UPenn grad. Assistant district attorney by day, vigilante by night. Slumming it with @ReporterAndy. (#RP)

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If I didn't give him reasons to worry about me, he'd get bored.


Probably should've kept the superhero outfit on. The three piece suit clashes a little bit.


I'm not sure how I got into this part of town.


Love is such a strong word. I domestically tolerate you, Andy.


With best friends like you, Andy...


This is the man I'm trusting to be my representative in the press, ladies and gentlemen. @ReporterAndy


I mean, honestly, not all of us are Bruce Wayne.


I need a quartermaster or some sort of armorer who can come up with warmer winter wear. #SuperheroProblems


I think, given how quiet this part of the city is tonight, I'll let myself turn in sooner. Invulnerable doesn't mean impervious to the cold.


*And with one push, he sails toward the next roof down, beginning his sprint home*


*For the first time since talking to Andy, a smile curls the corners of his mouth. Pausing, he secures his belongings and nods*


*Standing fully, he pulls off his suit jacket and shoves it into his satchel. His eyes take in the world - the wires and gaps around him*


*Blood pumping, adrenaline surging through his veins. Just for a block or two. Maybe to the next stop on the subway. Maybe all the way home*


*He doesn't have the suit and mask with him today. He hasn't done something so reckless since donning it. But he needs his heart racing*


*Still, the thought that he could be standing still while the rest of the world changes around him...* *It makes him want to run*


*His eyes lift to the horizon again and he feels tempted to write a eulogy for his humanity, but self-pity's never been a friend of his*


*it's never occurred to him how long it could carry on like this. Everyone winds down at some point, right?* *Even superhumans. Right?*


*Cells are constantly mending themselves into perfection. Wounds knit. Aches fade. He can jump rooftops because there's never any damage*


*Scott flexes his fingers and stares at his palms. The world is loud for a reason. Whatever they stuck in his veins made him something else*


*Is it breath, or a pulse, or being bipedal? Is it that hundred year life span? Is this why vampires have their own category?*


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