After leaving Daniel's place, he decided that he would spend the suivant jour with Jennifier, so her could be happy before he died. Nye walked out of the dismal area and back over to the sunnier apartment where his girlfriend lived. He slowly walked up to the door and knocked on it, waiting for her to open the door. As she did, her caramel eyes burst with tears as she jumoed up and hugged him, toppling him over onto the ground.
"I'm happy to see toi too," the blonde boy muttered out as he attempted to stand up with her on him.
"I thought toi weren't coming back!"
"I got what I needed early and decided to come back." She grabbed his face and pulled him in, s’embrasser him long and hard. His eyes grew wide with surprise, and then he kissed her back. She pulled away slowly and got up off of him. Jennifier grabbed his chemise and started pulling him into the apartment.
"Come on, get off the floor."
"Jennifier, I know you're happy to see me; but I have to tell toi some very important information." She let go of his shirt, pushed him onto the couch, and crawled up beside him.
"What is it?" Nye took a deep breath and looked at her.
"I'm going to die tomorrow." She looked at him, speechless.
"You're, going to die tomorrow? I thought it was going to be years away!"
"No, it's tomorrow. And it inevitable. It has to happen." Jen looked at him, her eyes sad.
"Well, let's make the most of the day."
"Okay." Nye got up and took her hand, lifting her up. He pulled her towards the door and opened it. "I'm going to make this jour amazing." Jennifier smiled and kissed his cheek.
"Alright. Let's go."
The suivant few hours were great. They went out and saw a movie, went out for dîner at a very nice restaurant, and got ice cream on their way home. They walked down a small alley way, eating their ice cream and enjoying their evening. Then, there was a gun shot. The two of the turned around and saw a woman with long black hair hair, holding a gun. No.. Nye thought. It can't be. As the girl walked out of the shadows, Jeniffier gasped and hid a little behind Nye.
"Hello Amora," Nye muttered out. The woman smiled.
"Hello ass-face."
"I'm happy to see toi too," the blonde boy muttered out as he attempted to stand up with her on him.
"I thought toi weren't coming back!"
"I got what I needed early and decided to come back." She grabbed his face and pulled him in, s’embrasser him long and hard. His eyes grew wide with surprise, and then he kissed her back. She pulled away slowly and got up off of him. Jennifier grabbed his chemise and started pulling him into the apartment.
"Come on, get off the floor."
"Jennifier, I know you're happy to see me; but I have to tell toi some very important information." She let go of his shirt, pushed him onto the couch, and crawled up beside him.
"What is it?" Nye took a deep breath and looked at her.
"I'm going to die tomorrow." She looked at him, speechless.
"You're, going to die tomorrow? I thought it was going to be years away!"
"No, it's tomorrow. And it inevitable. It has to happen." Jen looked at him, her eyes sad.
"Well, let's make the most of the day."
"Okay." Nye got up and took her hand, lifting her up. He pulled her towards the door and opened it. "I'm going to make this jour amazing." Jennifier smiled and kissed his cheek.
"Alright. Let's go."
The suivant few hours were great. They went out and saw a movie, went out for dîner at a very nice restaurant, and got ice cream on their way home. They walked down a small alley way, eating their ice cream and enjoying their evening. Then, there was a gun shot. The two of the turned around and saw a woman with long black hair hair, holding a gun. No.. Nye thought. It can't be. As the girl walked out of the shadows, Jeniffier gasped and hid a little behind Nye.
"Hello Amora," Nye muttered out. The woman smiled.
"Hello ass-face."
Alias: unknown.
Age: 15 ( would be 19 now)
Status: deceased
Appearance: black hair, green eyes, 5'10, glasses.
Personality: he is very very smart and often thinks things through the logical way before actually doing it. He was often the one to speak his mind and opinion and prove that he was always right with his theories.
Powers/Abilities: he was truly someone with a brilliant mind, could hack systems, and develop inventions of his own that his team used. He had great combat skills with spears. His brain is his power.
Past: he was killed in a break out with his team.
Others: The teleport smoke bombs BloodMist uses were his invention and he taught him how to make them. Most of the adjustments in Mistys suit were Logan's invention (ex. the suction on his hands a feet so he can run on the sides of buildings, the wrist grappling hooks)