<div class="floatleft">(http://i1052.photobucket.com/albums/s449/tracyfreegirl/Cadre%20of%20Guardians/fr113505bk-metallic-mock-neck-zipfront-black-catsuit_2_zpsvcnajkwd.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Copycat</strong><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Ship Attack, Gulf of Mexico<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Fetter, Midnight Angel, Miss Spell, Cherry Spark, Slipshade, Giant Octopus<br/>Character Sheet (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=228807.msg11238766#msg11238766)<br/><br/>Nyssa tried to remain as stoic as her companions seemed; how were they able to look at all of this so matter-of-factly? She stared out the window at the monstrous nightmare from some old Disney move come to life and barely suppressed a shiver. The men below looked so helpless as they struggled against either gravity or the churning ocean.<br/><br/>She sat up a bit straighter then and squared her shoulders. This was why heroes existed. To rescue people, fight monsters, and save the day. She could do this. She must be good enough, or they wouldn't have let her into the nightblade to begin with, right? She could help here, she knew it. But how? When Fetter suggested two paths of action she could take, Nyssa piped up.<br/><br/>"Or you could let me copy your power, and together, we could do both." She smiled at Fetter and reached out her hand. All it would take was a single touch and she would have Fetter's powers, too. They didn't call her Copycat for nothing.