Reflections in a Glass of Whiskey
OOC
I have to apologize. This is a piece of a single-author storyline. I didn't know I should have labeled it that. I don't have the confidence or experience with forum role-play to do open role-play, yet.
I like to write short scenes about my characters which give some insight into them. I'm just getting started with Red Oukami.
Akira wandered into the Pocket D club. It wasnt the first time he had been in here. He didnt think it would be his last. He walked up to the bartender and gave his order, whiskey on the rocks. Within a moment, he had a glass of amber liquid and he took his place at the bar.
He had heard a rumor that this night of the week a group of people like him, super-powered, met here. So he sat with his ears open to the chatter of the crowd.
While he waited for another of his kind, he nursed his drink and reflected on the past year and a half. It was eighteen months ago that he had left Japan and had come to Paragon City, hoping to put his then-new abilities to good use. His American contact nicknamed him Red, for the color of his dyed hair. After the incident with the Outbreak drug, he was given the code name Red Oukami by city officials, since there was already a Red Wolf in the city.
From the time of Outbreak through today, Akira had encountered many strange people in his quest to better his abilities. Some of them may no longer have been people, but had become as close to monsters as the world would allow. He had done many amazing things as an American superhero, had entered a part of a community unlike anything in his native Japan.
While a life of adventure had its satisfactions, he wanted more. He wanted to be able to speak with people who understood what he did and who could understand why.