<strong>Alias: </strong>Creeping Shadow<br/><strong>Your Team:</strong>Team F<br/><strong>Interacting with:</strong>Kid King (mentioned), Harpy.<br/><br/><br/>The moment he became fully exposed to the sun, he could no longer maintain his shadow form. Being that he had remained within the relative confines of his clothing, when he goes back into his human form, he manages to keep his clothing on him.<br/><br/>Oh god, nooo. What the fucking hell is with all these loud noises? Seriously, are they trying to perforate his ear drums? Fucking hell. He'll show that fucking Kid, one of these days; maybe shove his baton right into his ear, and make him bleed,  and wish he was dead. Make him always feel dizzy and vertigo.<br/><br/>And that flying bitch. One of these days, he'll give her something to really scream about.  Catch her in a dark room, and become one with the shadows again; flow all over and<em>into</em>her. Make her really scream.<br/><br/>For the most part, all CS is able to do is basically lay there, eyes closed to preserve his vision from the flash, and hands clamped on his ears in some vague effort to lessen the impact of not only the noise, but the distinct feeling that his entire body just got thwacked with a meat tenderizer.<br/><br/>For the time being, his arms would go slack, and he'd keep his eyes closed. He'd play possum, and wait; wait and see if someone was brave enough to get close enough to him, for him to strike. Also, maybe he'd be lucky, and the migraine that was starting to build in his head would fade away.