Her hips swayed to the موسیقی she played on the small old fashioned radio that sat on her counter in the kitchen. It played موسیقی from the 40's, she missed the موسیقی of that era and the speakeasies where she sang freely with elbowed length gloves that no one questioned for asked to remove because the situation was deemed inappropriate. Her long black hair was pulled high into her head in a ponytail that matched the rhythm of her hips. In one arm she held a bowl filled with chocolate batter and with the other she held the spoon she was mixing with. Babylon laughed at her self as she caught her reflection in the oven. She smiled at herself, she barely recognized herself. This woman she saw in the mirror was the same one she'd gone face to face with all those years ago. No, this woman smiled, she was radiant and laughed with a joy she had never had until recently. The woman she had seen then bore nothing but a blank expression and vacant eyes that seemed like they had no care for the world. And maybe back then, she really hadnt. She was concerned with nothing but her own unhappiness she didn't bother trying to give anyone the happiness they deserved. In fact, she didn't even want to look away from the murky reflection, the smile was so.. so... so bright, she couldn't look away. She had never seen herself smile a real smile in so long. Ever since she made دوستوں with Alex, she knew what it was to smile and laugh, how it felt to be concerned with the happiness and protection of someone other than her own. She'd have to write him a thank آپ یا something, maybe repay him سے طرف کی finding a way to get back into France without worrying he'll get his face blasted off یا kicked out of his job, which she was to not mention یا she'd get herself into trouble, the way Odette had been raving about for some time.
Babylon turned to place the bowl on the میز, جدول but instead came face to face with a broad chest that did not belongto the man of her house. The bowl clattered at her feet in surprise and she looked up with wide eyes, taking a step back, only to realize she was trapped between her تندور and the man. Her brown eyes circled to red and narrowed as she came to the realization of who stood before her. The broad pale chest belong to one on else but Ethan. His icy blue eyes bore down at her, almost in distaste. "So, آپ decided to stay with him still. Such a shame, Babylon." Babylon gritted her teeth as she challenged his stare, no matter how much taller he stood that her, she bore a much مزید intimidating aura. "You are not welcome here, Ethan. Get out." Ethan scoffed, "Just listen for a min-" Babylon cut him off, "I will not listen, worth a ----! After what آپ did I owe آپ nothing! Now get out of my home, آپ are NOT WELCOME HERE!" Her shouted echoed in the ہوم shaking frames and making Ethan flinch. Even his sandy white hair seemed to have to settle from her wave of vocalization. Ethan used an index finger to shove it against the middle of her chest, the small spec above the valley of her breasts, "Listen here Babylon. I want to be here as much as آپ want me to, but Adrian is forcing me to do this because he کہا آپ deserved it and i owed it it to you. So shut up and go home, to your real home. And get properly dressed, get rid of that ridiculous apron. آپ may not be recognized wearing such modern clothing.
Ethan started for the door leaving Babylon in shock, leaving her to wonder what یا who in the world would not recognize her in the clothes she had adapted for herself in this era."Wh-What Era then, Ethan?" she asked looking over at him. Ethan had already opened the door to leave as he glanced back at her, his icy eyes faltered in their anger for but a moment, flickering to a seeming of softness, "The same era you're son was born." Babylon's eyes downed to their hidden brown and looked like they quivered in the light, "My son...?"
Babylon turned to place the bowl on the میز, جدول but instead came face to face with a broad chest that did not belongto the man of her house. The bowl clattered at her feet in surprise and she looked up with wide eyes, taking a step back, only to realize she was trapped between her تندور and the man. Her brown eyes circled to red and narrowed as she came to the realization of who stood before her. The broad pale chest belong to one on else but Ethan. His icy blue eyes bore down at her, almost in distaste. "So, آپ decided to stay with him still. Such a shame, Babylon." Babylon gritted her teeth as she challenged his stare, no matter how much taller he stood that her, she bore a much مزید intimidating aura. "You are not welcome here, Ethan. Get out." Ethan scoffed, "Just listen for a min-" Babylon cut him off, "I will not listen, worth a ----! After what آپ did I owe آپ nothing! Now get out of my home, آپ are NOT WELCOME HERE!" Her shouted echoed in the ہوم shaking frames and making Ethan flinch. Even his sandy white hair seemed to have to settle from her wave of vocalization. Ethan used an index finger to shove it against the middle of her chest, the small spec above the valley of her breasts, "Listen here Babylon. I want to be here as much as آپ want me to, but Adrian is forcing me to do this because he کہا آپ deserved it and i owed it it to you. So shut up and go home, to your real home. And get properly dressed, get rid of that ridiculous apron. آپ may not be recognized wearing such modern clothing.
Ethan started for the door leaving Babylon in shock, leaving her to wonder what یا who in the world would not recognize her in the clothes she had adapted for herself in this era."Wh-What Era then, Ethan?" she asked looking over at him. Ethan had already opened the door to leave as he glanced back at her, his icy eyes faltered in their anger for but a moment, flickering to a seeming of softness, "The same era you're son was born." Babylon's eyes downed to their hidden brown and looked like they quivered in the light, "My son...?"
name:BonBon Sumiru
age:17
alias:mystery
powers: teleporting,cloning,can transform into anything she wants,and sorcery
civvies:pink dress
appearance:pink hair eyes change color depending on her mood
hero outfit:work in progress
personality:sweet,funloving,funny,and a bit flamboyant
Bg story:she came from Japan when she was 13 with her dad who died a سال later to learn the American culture and met M'gann who let her stay with her for a while and became a part of Young Justice,and later on moved into her own apartment.
extra stuff:she loves bunnies,boys with accents,people who are kind and can make hder laugh,and chocolate
<3<3<3 hope آپ liked it!
she also has a sense for advemture
age:17
alias:mystery
powers: teleporting,cloning,can transform into anything she wants,and sorcery
civvies:pink dress
appearance:pink hair eyes change color depending on her mood
hero outfit:work in progress
personality:sweet,funloving,funny,and a bit flamboyant
Bg story:she came from Japan when she was 13 with her dad who died a سال later to learn the American culture and met M'gann who let her stay with her for a while and became a part of Young Justice,and later on moved into her own apartment.
extra stuff:she loves bunnies,boys with accents,people who are kind and can make hder laugh,and chocolate
<3<3<3 hope آپ liked it!
she also has a sense for advemture