He managed to stick his tongue out as he cackled, much to the outraged shouts of everyone beneath. Taking the distraction as an opportunity, he dove out the window and flew off using his telekinesis, trying to bend the various projectiles away from harming him. “What, surprised I didn’t just make you a kid’s puppet show? Sorry~!” Everyone looked startled at the mental voice and he chuckled. “Hey, watch the hat!” He projected to the group below. She aimed the light again and he ducked as a beam narrowly missed him again. He winked and blew a kiss and she flushed, although whether from anger or embarrassment- likely both- it was hard to tell. He hummed in amusement peering down to see that same lovely lady glaring up at his window, ready for him to try something. He made a break for the nearest window but stopped just in time to see a beam of light shoot into the air where he would’ve been had he dramatically burst through the window like he had planned. Heroes were trying to swarm the building and surround him but all he had to do was simply brush them away and watch them go skidding onto the ground like puppies on ice. He heard her shouting something, likely about how he was a psychic and therefore they needed more back up. The bag flew back to his grasp as he called “Ta-ta, gorgeous!” and began to sprint away. In a blink the bag suddenly rushed for her and before she could react it rammed into her legs and knocked her to the ground. If your story does not feature characters that identify somewhere on the LGBTQ+ spectrum, your. While Prismatica Magazine does not immediately deny stories with adult themes, works with excessive explicit material will need to be edited to the satisfaction of our editorial staff. Keeping both hands visible he slowly lowered the bag of money onto the ground. Prismatica Magazine is looking for character-oriented stories. "2 hours of hair care won't do anything for you, seeing as how you don't have any." She replied patiently. "No seriously, it looks flawless, how much time do you spend on it? If you answer me I'll set the bag down." He quipped. "I said, put the bag down," she repeated sternly. What kind of shampoo do you use? It looks great." He said with a smirk. He decided not to and said the first thing that came to mind He only vaguely registered her saying something about "putting the money down, now." Medium length waves that were naturally white and the way the light hit each strand made it seem to subtly refract with hues of reds and greens, giving it the faintest rainbow tint to bedazzle any viewer. The resolve in her face was impressive but sadly he couldn't help but keep looking at those radiant locks of hair. Parthan turned around to see a lovely woman aiming an orb of light in his direction.
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