Jun 15, 2023 8:12:23 GMT
Post by Raiomaru Toshigawa on Jun 15, 2023 8:12:23 GMT
I got something deep inside of me
Courage is the thing that keeps us free
Courage is the thing that keeps us free
"Saving people isn’t always about fighting though sir-"
Well, while that was certainly true in a sense, Leonid had probably seen enough in his days to know that thread elimination was often to be a very high priority in most crisis situations. In the case of natural disasters or other dangers without a perpetrator, certainly, heroes did not need to be combatants, but in the case of villain attacks or criminal activity, his first order of business had always been to ensure that the one causing the situation was neutralized, that way they could not put more people in immediate harm, then things could be sorted out from there. Then again, he had always operated as part of a team, the Big Five had been able to split themselves between multiple duties. When it came to solo practice, he supposed that Maelstrom knew better than him.
Well, she offered to deal with the press, either out of a genuine desire to spare Leonid the inconvenience or simply out of a desire to not be upstaged by the old-timer, he couldn't quite tell which, but either way no issue for him. The veteran was more than happy to simply walk away into the sunset without having to deal with all the hubub, as indicated by the older mutant raising a single hand in a farewell as he began to walk. "Thank you kindly, lass. You did a good job making this old fossil look good, I'd say." He chuckled some. "I will see you around no doubt, within our sphere Tokyo is not the biggest of places-"
...Of course, while he would have loved to leave things there, it was rarely that easy. While plenty of the reporters and journalists would stop to meet Maelstrom, a large swathe too moved around her, instead focusing on getting comments from the veteran, likely hoping to make the story the return to form of a once-legendary veteran, something which made the old lion's shoulders sink ever so slightly.
Hah. Well, couldn't blame them, he supposed. He knew the game just as well as they did. With a low cough to clear his throat, he put on his best face, and he turned to face the cameras that were not already being shoved in Maelstrom's face. Right. Been a while since he had done this, but let's see if he still knew how. All part of the job, after all...
Funny, how such a small thing can bring you back to something you had long forgotten, but could never truly lose.
skald
Well, while that was certainly true in a sense, Leonid had probably seen enough in his days to know that thread elimination was often to be a very high priority in most crisis situations. In the case of natural disasters or other dangers without a perpetrator, certainly, heroes did not need to be combatants, but in the case of villain attacks or criminal activity, his first order of business had always been to ensure that the one causing the situation was neutralized, that way they could not put more people in immediate harm, then things could be sorted out from there. Then again, he had always operated as part of a team, the Big Five had been able to split themselves between multiple duties. When it came to solo practice, he supposed that Maelstrom knew better than him.
Well, she offered to deal with the press, either out of a genuine desire to spare Leonid the inconvenience or simply out of a desire to not be upstaged by the old-timer, he couldn't quite tell which, but either way no issue for him. The veteran was more than happy to simply walk away into the sunset without having to deal with all the hubub, as indicated by the older mutant raising a single hand in a farewell as he began to walk. "Thank you kindly, lass. You did a good job making this old fossil look good, I'd say." He chuckled some. "I will see you around no doubt, within our sphere Tokyo is not the biggest of places-"
...Of course, while he would have loved to leave things there, it was rarely that easy. While plenty of the reporters and journalists would stop to meet Maelstrom, a large swathe too moved around her, instead focusing on getting comments from the veteran, likely hoping to make the story the return to form of a once-legendary veteran, something which made the old lion's shoulders sink ever so slightly.
Hah. Well, couldn't blame them, he supposed. He knew the game just as well as they did. With a low cough to clear his throat, he put on his best face, and he turned to face the cameras that were not already being shoved in Maelstrom's face. Right. Been a while since he had done this, but let's see if he still knew how. All part of the job, after all...
Funny, how such a small thing can bring you back to something you had long forgotten, but could never truly lose.
skald
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