@MThePathSeeker
Dante nodded at the quote while he said it, pretending to understand the among behind it for a moment. Maybe it didn't translate well, but she didnt really get it. She didn't want to say anything though, 'cus it looked important to him. When his face fell into a frown, Dante recognized the telltale signs of someone hiding their emotions, she knew it well from the 'to-tough-to-have-emotions' tough guy club that usually hung out around the fight ring. Although his didn't seem to put of pride.
Dante couldn't help but chuckle, a but at his 'alure'.
"Alure, huh? Well I dont know about that, but I tend to at least try to be open and honest about things and to trust people... except maybe in a fight, 'cus you know what they say about love and war.
Dante has a flicker of her memory of being shot and left for dead and her face, for a moment shows rage. I used to trust people, but then again, here I am with Me.Julius Lateveria and I'm chatting it up with him, for all i know he's a freakin' hitman.
Dante breathes deep, and closes her eyes, forcing herself to calm down. This guy wasn't a hitman, and she wasn't mad at him. After she had taken a moment to calm herself she let a grin out at Julius.
"Sorry about that. anyway, Latveria huh? Isn't that where the Dr.Doom guy used to live?"

Taking a sip of his coffee he gulped at the name Dr.Doom. That was a name he hadn't heard for quite some time. Well the Doctor part anyway. In Latveria the would say his name as almost religious vigor. In America they would say it with caution especially around him. He picked up she was trying to change the subject which he wouldn't press onto. Though he was curious on how her hands became so rough and her face all beat up. "Yes Lord Doom main residence was in Latveria. Other contries called it a dictatorship but truthfully he helped bring my country out of it dark ages. His passing struck my people hard, even when his son took the throne it left a small void in many... including myself."

He didn't mean for those words to come out but he spoke the truth. He missed his grandfather dearly even if his version was just some program it was the closet thing he had to him. "Latveria is a beautiful place it's location just happens to be in the path of the sun, so every morning you would see it rise and change the landscape in a vibrant mix of orange and pink. You would think the snow was painted instead of white." He smiled at the fond memories of his home. "The people were proud just like its king. Though I will admit not to his extent." His last statement came out a little bit more blunt then it should have but it was true. While was grandfather was brilliant it was that brilliance that made him mad. "I don't want to seem rude but I've been talking about myself a lot. Are you comfortable in talking about yourself?"
@Araby264

@MThePathSeeker
Dante raised her eyebrows a bit at the explanation. She had never really heard Dr.Doom's name in a good light. It was off to think about, but Dante could kind of understand.
"So, he was kind of like Caesar. While everyone else hates him, the people of his own country love and respect him, even after death. It's all abou, erm... what's the word... perspective! That's it... It's honestly kind of sad... If if your country is as beautiful as you say it is, it sucks that people only know about it because of Dr.Doom. I've never been outside the city so all I know is concrete and steel."
She pauses for a moment and looks like she's a million miles away. She quickly snaps out of it and shakes her head.
"Man, this conversation got way to intellectual for me. So, if you're a Latverian, what brings you to the 'ol U.S.? Money? Work? A woman? A man?
She wiggles her eyebrows.
"Both?"

Jacob had went to sleep the night before, having fought Atlantians and making a few super powered friends in the process. Today was another day. He’d wondered what Johnny Storm had in mind for his adopted Inhuman daughter, as Jacob had taken a liking to her fish out of water attitude. He stretched after getting out of the bed, and stepped over the rocks still splitting through the ground below. The young hero went upstairs and took a shower, and could hear his Uncle Ben snoring in the living room like a bear. It was only a little after nine in the morning, it was time Jacob went for a walk without being in his super suit. Tossing it in the washer he wondered what the chances of getting a stylized T on the chest were. He wasn’t in the F4 so the 4 badge originally intended for it didn’t look right.

Walking for awhile, Jacob came across the dock in Sheepshead Bay and got a bagel across the street at a little corner shop. He sat on a bench and just people watched.

Back at the home of Ben Grimm, the elder hero got a phone call from a forty-something Amadeus Chow. Currently a man thought to be the ONLY Hulk…

“Ben? It’s Amadeus… I need some help.” The man said on the phone.

“I’m way to out of shape to help out, Kid. My nephew’s a tough one though, geokinetic powers and can even make a Thing suit of his own…” the original Thing said into the phone.

“Do you think he’s ready to fight a pack of wild Hulks currently terrorizing the Appalachian Mountains?” the man on the other end asked concerned.

~KL~

Brandon woke up at his house in a haze, dreaming about his teeth falling out. The dream gave him a foreboding sense of dread, but he decided it was typical sounding dream as far as nightmares go. Brandon walked to his bathroom to do his morning routine, and once he finished he was dressed and out the door, ready for school. He left the house and was at the school entrance. Brandon walked up the steps of the school, and began hearing whispers.

"Just skip school, we have a higher purpose." Brandon grabbed the amulet and saw it was glowing. Brandon didn't know where the amulet came from, but it was starting to seem like bad news. Still, he decided to keep it for the awesome power it granted him. Brandon ignored the amulet and entered the school. He walked through the hallways and a group of girls greeted him.

"Hiiiiii, Brandon." The girls said.

Hey...have you seen Amy around?" Brandon asked.

"Oh come on, you two aren't even dating, pay attention to us for once!" One of the girls said.

"Well, we're working on a project together so I need her help. But thanks for the offer." Brandon said as he walked off, the girls started to swoon at the fact that Brandon just thanked them as they chatted and gossiped each other up. Brandon continued to walk through the hallways, until he spotted someone he saw was familiar. It was the Asian girl he chatted up at the café last night! Brandon approached her.

"Hey, I knew you went to school with me!" Brandon said to her.

@Divine Darkness

Lucy had attempted to talk to the girl who'd seemed to be having trouble with her evidently newly acquired skills. She didn't understand why though. Was she a mutant just awakening to her potential? An inhuman? No... If that were the case somebody in the royal family would have been alerted to this. She'd wanted to explain the how to control this power, but she couldn't just yet until she knew what the power was.

The young inhuman opened her mouth to speak but before she could her phone rang. "I'm sorry," she said as she picked it up. It was Johnny, her father. He wanted her to meet up with him and despite wanting to help he was quite stern. She hung up and looked back to Maya. "Right now I have to leave," she took a breath before continuing to say, "but I'd like to give you my phone number. Call me when you get the chance. I'd never turn my back on somebody who needs help, Inhuman or otherwise." She said as she wrote down her current, new, contact information just before she heard another girl call out to her.

"Aha... My jacket?" Lucy was pretty happy to be complimented but she didn't have time to speak to Ivory (though she didn't know her name). "Thanks. I don't have time to really talk, but it's an Inhuman original." She said with a bright smile before flames ignited around her feet. They began to crawl up her legs, over her body until she was covered. "The only thing I can tell you for now is that you have to come to terms with yourself." She decided that even though she had to leave she could at least give the girl a few words of advice. Though she didn't know how much they would help. "Whatever the source of your abilities, they're a part of you. Like it or not. You'll never control it if you approach it with fear and never accept it." She finished her words as she began to float upwards. "Anyway, you have my number. So, give me a shout whenever." She said aloud before really taking off to meet Johnny.

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That night was a simple one. A debriefing, a talk with Johnny and a call to Crystal. Lucy was pretty happy with herself, though disappointed she couldn't stay out much longer. In truth, she had to be ready for a press conference. Her king would be answering questions as she was presented as a sort of liaison, a representative of the Inhuman people, set to study at Empire State University. It was a big responsibility, but she was getting what she wanted; a chance to be out in society and not isolated. She could very well live with the pressure and responsibility if she was to live on her terms. Even if only a bit.

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So, Lucy awoke with a confidence and a sense of purpose. She wasn't quite wearing the same clothing. Technically it was, but only because she had more than one of the same article of clothing. She would most likely need to shop for more normal clothes. Or have some made to withstand her powers among other forces of nature or combat. Still, today she added her cloak. Something like dramatic effect crossed her mind. It also felt just a hint more appropriate.

"Today, life begins a new." Lucy spoke in a whisper to herself before running out to meet with Johnny so they could leave and meet with other members of the Inhuman royal family.