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Molly Hayes

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Mar 24 2018, 12:36 AM
Molly rarely got out of the sights of her family. She moved her bangs from her face, as she went to run up the street, going to use her swear jar money to get something for Nico and Chase and everyone else in the Runaways. The young mutant new she couldn't try to get tickets to Disneyworld, that was beyond the amount she got from the jar. But now that she was out and about, she didn't know what to get everyone. Well she knew what to get their dinosaur. It was the others that made her have to sit down and think over what the others might like.

Nico might like stuff about magic, but Molly was really certain she wouldn't be able to get anything helpful. Those things tended to be locked away. Chase..well a part of Molly thought he would honestly like whatever she got him. Though she could imagine the scolding she would get for using the swear jar money for things like that. The girl just wanted to do something for everyone else, since they all did so much for her. Yet despite the thoughts in her head, her age limited what she could do for them. It was a bit frustrating for her.

She fiddled with the strings of her hat, even if she didn't need a hat to keep her hair from being a mess anymore. Her thoughts weren't so loud, they just weren't really muted. It was a lot of seemingly first world problems.But Molly wasn't hiding anything, everything about her was up in the air. Of course the short haired mutant didn't think that there was anyone around that might have been able to hear them. Molly took a moment to calm herself down as she thought for a moment. Gift cards weren't bad gifts, at least she didn't think so.
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Supervillains, those who want to hurt her family, the ones who try to take advantage of her friends, or her. Anyone who is an enemy of her parents who wants to hurt her. Any person who treats others like dirt and trash. Those who think she is a brat.
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too young for that shit. -though she wants to marry an Avenger or an Xmen , one day.
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Feb 15 2017, 09:56 PM
Molly knew New York could be crowded, and loud and filled with annoying people. But she was really tired of it, at least that day she was. She was tried of being bumped into, because no one looked where they were going. Yet she kept walking, as she needed to keep herself in shape. She ran a few blocks around the streets of New York, and burned off any sweets she might gorge on. Besides, she really couldn't stand being cooped up in the hostel all the time. No one seemed to know who she was, they just thought she was a kid. So it was a win win for her to run around. Plus she felt like if she spent more time away from the others, maybe she wouldn't become the annoying little kid to them.

The little girl had been humming the theme soon to her current favorite show. When she heard a woman yell out. She looked in that direction, before she pulled up her rabbit hoody heading back towards the sound. She acted out of the instinct of her wanting to be a hero. She saw a another hooded person running away with a electric pink purse. That was clearly not the man's, before she activated her mutation, and quickly wound up a punch to hit him in his stomach. Yup, that got him to let go of the purse, and got him into the wall. Her eyes glowing under the hood as she looked at the male.

She was holding back a lot of her strength, she didn't want to kill him. 'The bad guy'' was trying to get his breath back, which she knocked from him. That would be really bad and she wouldn't be able to stop feeling guilty. " Stay down, or i will make sure you stay in the wall.. " She felt powerful in that moment. Though she wasn't letting it get the best of her just yet.There was no way for her to be like that. If she got cocky, she got sloppy, and she couldn't afford it.

Course the guy was getting back up, after giving her a look over her. He was laughing at her. How very rude, she would prove him wrong. She gave him his room to stand up. She didn't care about the crowd forming, she just had a time limit of how long she had before she would fall over and sleep. She just had to make sure that she didn't get hit in the chin, or she would be going down. She ducked under a swipe from the guy, knocking her hood off, just showing off her youth.
Jan 15 2017, 04:14 PM
It was hard for Molly to want to get up sometimes. That was mostly do to how comfy her bed was. But that wasn't the reason that day. She just felt really light headed, and her throat felt scratchy. She didn't think she could even get out of bed without the world spinning around her really fast. She knew the clear signs of her being sick, but she didn't know what they were going to do about it.Molly's doctor was back in LA, but also money was tight. She didn't want the others to worry about her. So she would just stay in bed that day, hoping the others didn't come to see her.

Well, she was just hoping for more sleep, not the coughing. She had to be careful getting up, she needed tissues or toilet paper. But she felt the world swirling and she fell onto the floor, making a thunk. But she didn't seem to notice the pain of falling out of bed. She just caught a bit more, laying on the floor. Her hand went to grab her blanket, making a cocoon around herself. She tried wiggling to the door as standing wasn't a good idea for her. But that wasn't working either. So she was now on the floor, coughing and feeling absolutely miserable. Her voice was in no shape for her to even attempt yelling for one of the others.

The girl suddenly felt way too hot in her blanket and unwrapped herself from it. She didn't hear her door open, but she didn't hear any knocks either. She was visibly a bit more pale than she normally was, and very clammy. She closed her eyes as rest was calling for her again. She wasn't going anywhere, the floor was where she was remaining now, not realizing someone was there. In that moment she really missed her mama. She would have taken off work to tend to her. She got a lot of rest during those days, and she would get so much soup. But now her mama wasn't there, nor was her daddy.
Dec 29 2016, 10:42 PM
Molly wondered around Central Park, it was pretty big and filled with people. Though she wasn't worried, not really. None of these people should know who she was. She was just a kid, not in school, just wondering around the park. In a way, she was letting off steam, as she didn't like being stuck in the Hostel all the time. She also just needed to be a kid once in awhile. Though today she just wanted to enjoy the sunshine, even if it wasn't LA.

A part of Molly wanted to sneak her costume in her backpack. Because New York wasn't a totally safe place. Sure it had the Avengers, but she knew they weren't always around. There were vigilantes, but still not that many. Sure there were cops, but they still couldn't handle everything. So maybe she wanted to be Princess Powerful and help people. Yet Molly knew the moment she made a headline, she would be grounded, she would be more than grounded. She would always have to be in the company of other Runaways, never an alone moment. Which she didn't want, not at all. She liked her freedom and her moments to herself.

Though she had been wanting to not cause trouble. She wa going to settle any trouble she saw, without her powers hopefully. There wasn't much to do at the park without anyone else to play with. She had a purple frisbee but still no one to play with. Her eyes locking on the toy and just tossed it. There was no one in the area that would grab it, so she could toss it, and go pick it back up at her own pace. Maybe she should make an imaginary friend, to make it more fun.
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