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Academy 003: Seeds of Change [CLOSED]

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Kai Parata, The Waverider

The Only Place | Summertime | Shout

⫸ B A S I C I N F O R M A T I O N ⫷

"Take a seat and enjoy the ride."

▼ | BIRTH NAME : |

Nikai Jin Parata

▼ | ALSO KNOWN AS: |

Kai
Tends to be referred to as The Waverider

▼ | GENDER : |

100% Male, mate!

▼ | AGE : |

16

⫸ A P P E A R A N C E ⫷

"It’s all aces."

▼ | P H Y S I C A L S T A T S : |

▸ HEIGHT : | 5’8
▸ WEIGHT : | 155lbs
▸ ETHNICITY : | ½ Chinese, 1/4th Maori, 1/8th German, 1/8th Blackfoot Native American
▸ HAIR COLOR : | Teeters on the line of dark brown and black
▸ EYE COLOR : | Brown

▼ | PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION : |

Kai would consider himself to be fairly attractive, though he’s way too modest to openly admit it. He comes from a long line of short to average-height people. Whether this is the Chinese-American side his mother brings to his genetic table or the European, Pacific Islander mix his father has given him, Kai’s overall visage is that of average height for a growing male teenager like himself. He stands no taller than 5’8 and due to his lean body type, he weighs no more than 155lbs. He has long dark brown hair that comes to a stop near his upper-back. He sometimes keeps it unkempt, but usually, he’ll have it in some form of a ponytail just so that it doesn’t get in the way with anything he’s doing or so he doesn’t look like a teen vogue model (even though he kind of does).

One of Kai’s most distinct features is his eyebrows. Almost instantaneously, if someone had to identify Kai with something other than his long hair, it would be how his eyebrows and overall facial shape around his eyes. His eyebrows have an odd thickness about them in the hair count. His eyes are also slanted a bit (more so than how most Asian eyes tend to slant somewhat).

▼ | ATTIRE : |

Though it might depend on the season, Kai surely prefers to abide by a casual and comfortable style. This could take up various forms, of course, but more often than not, he’ll opt for shorts, some sort of tank top or loose-fitting shirts, and shoes and/or sandals (again, it depends on the season). Indoors, Kai will take up sweats and nothing more, though he may wear a shirt or a robe if he’s feeling fancy. This just comes from his own personal preference.

⫸ P S Y C H O L O G Y ⫷

"Sometimes you have to wipeout to know your limits."

▼ | PERSONALITY TRAITS : |

Overtly Positive and Optimistic ♦ Energetic ♦ Friendly ♦ Engaging ♦ Often Clueless ♦ Annoyingly Positive ♦ Doesn’t know when to shut up ♦ Has absence of fear/reckless ♦ No self-control ♦ Somewhat rebellious

First impressions are often more substantial than the opinions one makes about another over time. And the usual first impression just about anyone will immediately get from Kai is, sure he is quite friendly and nothing is too off-putting about him. He has a sunny disposition and has a smile that’s an acquired taste, but with enough spent with him, one of two things happen: EIther you learn to love his quirks and off-beat nature or he’ll end up being someone you dislike immensely and cringe whenever he speaks, enters a room, or someone mentions his name.

This is Kai Parata. And do not be mistaken. The smile is the least of what makes Kai such a colorful character. The way he speaks which, though it is with a slight southern tang due to his residence in the south for more than seven years, the tone of his voice has a bit of a Chinese accent. Some of his words break and he can’t pronounce certain words and phrases. In addition to that, he often just says things that probably don’t make any sense. It might be slang from a village that Kai might know family from or it just might be the kind of thing he thinks makes sense and that’s all there is to it. Whichever the case, he definitely bullshits his way through most conversations and does so with a cheek-to-cheek grin on his face.

Kai’s a free spirit and a lover of all things extreme, reckless, and, whatever gets his blood pumping. This side of him certainly makes for an exciting, very outgoing person but it also could put a bit of a strain on those who either don’t want to be roped in with whatever Kai’s trying to get them to do or the rules. This is another reason why Kai Parata is an acquired taste. It will certainly be a good time with the possibility of no alcohol required, but there’s also a possibility that Kai's recklessness could make a bad situation even worse. There’s also a possibility he could do something that may put lives at risk - what with his power over air and his need for danger. Kai also lacks a particular trait of self-control that most have that would help them recognize when it’s time to stop being silly or reckless and actually use your brain. Kai does not possess such a trait and thus gets himself into more trouble than he should be.

At the end of the day, Kai’s a good time and is all smiles, but when worst comes to worse, he might have too much energy and too high of a spirit to be confined to certain rules most establishments have. On the upside of things, at least people can’t say they won’t know who he is.

“Oh, Kai? Yeah, he’s that crazy bastard who ran naked through the football field.”

Yeah, that’s Kai Parata.

▼ | SKILLS : |

Athletic // Kai is quite the athlete and extreme sports junky (not necessarily a skill but a fact about him nonetheless). Between his two main hobbies of parkour and surfing (sometimes the two go hand in hand), Kai possesses what a lot refer to as “the athletic gene”. It’s a fancy way of saying that he’s able to stand up with the rest of the teens his age that aren’t slobs or embody the sin of sloth. He may also be able to handle himself in a fight should it come to that, but it’s not exactly a shining talent. One thing to note is that Kai can take a punch more than he can give a punch - just...don’t expect him to fight a bully for you. It won’t end well for you or him, especially if Kai fails to take any beating that comes his way.

Absolutely Fluent in Bullshittery // A useless talent to some but to Kai, it is a skill he has mastered because he’s the only one who will make sense of it. Whatever comes out of his mouth, even if it’s complete bullshit and it makes no sense at all, to him, whatever he says will make whatever he does (or doesn’t do) not only be completely justified in his mind, but it will also seem like the right thing. His excuses in particular are legendary for being absolute horseshit.

Bilingual ...sorta // The ‘sorta’ comes from Kai’s partial fluency in Chinese (his mother’s native tongue). He speaks English and gibberish (not exactly a real language but it coincides with his bullshittery), but the lessons given to him by tudors have only given him about 45% fluency in Chinese. He can speak coherent sentence when ordering menus or operating in small talk, but if someone expects him to give a lecture or be able to translate for hours, he’s probably going to fail them there.

▼ | BACK STORY : |

Kai, whose birth name is Nikai Jin Parata, was brought into Planet Earth on a surprisingly cool Saturday afternoon in June. He was born to two loving parents who both operate in the business world. His father, born to the name of Nikora Anaru Parata, is a Hawaii-born businessman who used to primarily work out of Berlin, Germany, and his mother, born to the name Jia Chen (Jia Parata after she got married), also used to work from Germany. This is where technically Kai was born, but he didn’t stay there long. Over the course of Kai’s early life, he has lived anywhere from Honolulu, Hawaii, Tokyo Japan, and Beijing, China. Though all three of those major cities had him not even five years old, it was Beijing that Kai was spent a decent chunk of his sixteen years at.

For three years, Kai lived in China and, as one could imagine by his looks (even at a young age), he stuck out even more than he would have in any other place. Though from his mother’s side he is part-Chinese, his mixed ethnic background played a major part in how the other children received him. His unusual behavior caused him a lot of problems both by the instructors and the children he shared classes with. Call it a cliche, but if there’s one thing growing up as the sore thumb in a class of regular fingers, it’s that kids, especially those who had an ax to grind, don’t like anything or anyone that wasn’t a carbon copy of themselves. So for that, Kai was put through hell. It wasn’t daily, but Kai had some run-ins with the neighborhood kids and those who often made fun of him for his eyebrows and how was reasonably darker than most of his classmates.

At some point, before he turned ten, Kai’s father got a job that forced him, his mother, and older sister, Maia to move from Beijing to the southern coast of Florida in a lively town of Palm Beach, Florida. Given that his father got a lucrative job offer to head the science division of the Miami office of The Takanashi Company, a global enterprise that has various subsidiaries, avenues of business (some legal and some not so legal). Given that Nikora had a background in mechanical engineering - well, more like a masters degree in mechanical engineering - he was the perfect fit for this. And along with Jia, who had a doctorate where she specialized in experimental physics, they were named both the co-COO(Chief Operating Officer) of the Science and Research Development Department (often referred to as SRD within the company). Of course, some of what they did was kept really low hushed whispers. Some of which was done didn’t align with what some would find moral, but as long as the pursuit of knowledge is achieved, the ends justified the means.

As his parents got more immersed in their work, their acknowledgment of Kai and Maia was reduced dramatically. It got to the point where they wouldn’t see their parents for weeks and manny and nannies and assigned personnel would take care of them, not Nikora and Jia. It wasn’t that they didn’t love their two children, but given that their work had them spending nights, weekends, and even sometimes full weeks either at the office or away in other countries for business meetings, they didn’t have the time for their children.

As it became painfully obvious they weren’t their parents’ first priority (at least Maia noticed that), it didn’t seem to bother Kai and Maia all that much. Their house was in its own little “town” within Palm Beach known as Crown Heights. It was right near the beach. He wasn’t so sure about it at first, but at some point, he became practically obsessed with the surfing culture of America, particularly those within the southern coast of Florida. Some of the neighborhood kids and some older teens (he was 12 at the time when he found his for surfing). He started out small, of course. He got his first surfboard, learned the basics by learning as he watched the older kids do their thing in the water. Eventually, Kai grew more confident. It started out with him surfing small waves, but by the time he turned fourteen, in addition to surfing and building up his skills there, Kai had found a second passion and that was anything that gave him a sense of adrenaline. Despite his privileged life, Kai immersed himself in contact sports, extreme sports such as windsurfing, skating, and he even started to dabble into parkour a bit. Despite being pretty athletic, Kai’s true love has and always will be surfing. It’s what he’s most passionate about it was what Kai felt he would be doing for his entire life, maybe even making it a career someday.

After what could only be described as bad parenting, Kai's parents who had for so long ignored him and his sister surprise them with their trip to Hawaii. the way they explained it what's that they needed to Bond as a family so they could become closer. Though at least to Maia, it felt like they were doing it not for Kai’s sake or even her sake, but to wipe away all of the abandonment done by them because they chose work over their children, the news of going to Hawaii had Kai feeling all levels of excitement. Anywhere from the speechless stage to the jumping up and down stages, Kai acted every single one of them because Hawaii was one of the places he had always wanted to visit. His dream of becoming a pro surfer started with Hawaii and whether or not he realized what this trip would do to him in the long run didn’t seem to occur to him nor his parents’ reasoning. Before they had left, Kai was gifted a pendant with a crystal-like stone by his mother. She said it was her father’s and she wanted him to have it on his sixteenth birthday. Though it was a few days before he had actually turned sixteen, she wanted him to have it now.

So the Parata family spent an entire week in Hawaii. The parents, though they wanted it to be a bonding experience, yet again proving they were incapable of putting work aside for family time, especially when they had emphasized on family bonding being the whole point of the trip. Instead, like always, they didn’t even realize that Kai and Maia had decided to do some exploring of their own. Unlike the natives of the island, they didn’t know where they were going. After being on their own for an hour or so, Maia wanted to go back, so they did, but before they were even halfway back, they found themselves into some trouble. Some not-so-friendly locals who fixated on the twenty-year-old Maia while pushing Kai aside. Whatever their fixation on her was, Kai knew nothing good could come from it. That’s why he rushed to help her, but they weren’t just mean in the faces but they were a lot bigger than him. That was a fact Kai soon put to the test as he was punched really hard once in the gut and twice in the face. It took a set from all three to send Kai to his back. Bloodied and with possible internal damage, Kai still refused to give up. It was in that moment, as he rushed to his sister’s aid, he literally rushed, though it wasn’t until what happened next did Kai realize exactly what was happening (even then it was hard for him to comprehend).

As wind danced around his legs, Kai’s desperate desire to help his sister seemed to activate something from the pendant. It let off a cool breeze around Kai’s body and whatever it was doing, he didn’t think about it. The only thing he wanted to focus on - the only thing he needed to focus on was saving Maia. A few gusts of wind later and some luck-driven punches later and he sent these bigger men flying in the opposite direction, effectively saving his sister from whatever nasty ideas they had about her. He was on a high but Kai didn’t even know what was happening to him or how he was capable of that. As soon as he thought about it, however, the wind carried him directly into a tree, knocking Kai unconscious. The next thing he realized, he was in a bed with no idea how he got there. Soon, though, Kai would become informed. Apparently, when they got back to the hotel thanks to some of the locals’ help, they were welcomed by the sight of their parents having just met with someone who represented an organization that helped people like Kai.

Kai required additional explanation and so he got it. And even after he was given a detailed explanation, it still didn’t make sense to him. Coming from a guy who often spoke the nonsense, it was weird for him to be in the position he found himself in, yet he was. It had to be dumbed down for him in such a way that Kai could understand.

“You carry on your neck a small fragment of a Delta-Crystal and you, much like your grandparents, are what they call Deltahumans. Don’t worry, Kai, you’ll be okay. You got special powers but you aren’t any different than Maia here. But for the time being, you will be going to a nice and useful academy in South Carolina called Academy 003.”

Those words stuck with Kai for as long as he could remember since being forced to attend this school. Just a few weeks after his dream vacation, Kai was poised to set foot on the grounds of Academy 003. He didn’t like it, but this was his new reality. The only thing that was on his mind, the only thing that seemed to be more pressing than the fact that he has superpowers, was if this town of Charity Hills has beaches because he still wanted to surf as much as he could.

⫸ P O W E R I N F O R M A T I O N ⫷

"Go with the flow, my dude."

▼ | POWER CLASSIFICATION : |

Type-Red

▼ | POWER DESCRIPTION : |

]Wind/Air Manipulation

Simply calling it air manipulation is a crime that Kai will fight anyone on. It's not just a matter of manipulating the air currents that gives him a superhuman powerset. It is, as Kai will say, "the lifeblood of my dream. I was born for this power". To him, the air that he breathes and the career choice that Kai has chosen allowed him the ability to be capable of the things he is capable of. It is something much higher than what some textbook or online communities might say. But with it, Kai has thus far been able to use it to increase his running speed to where he literally is surfing the air, or as he often refers to it "Riding the Waves". He can shoot moderately-sized gusts of wind shaped like very thin tornados or "Wave Bullets" to knock down objects of equal or lesser size. Additionally, he can unleash modestly-powerful gusts of air that, at its full power (something Kai has done only once when saving his sister from those Hawaiian creeps), can send larger people than himself flying several feet in the opposite direction. And though it seems to be an early-stage feat, Kai's been testing out bouts of flight within his ever-evolving skill set of abilities within The Waverider".

▼ | LIMITS : |

In regards to the power itself, the limits placed on Kai are related to how he can only manipulate natural air and not air created by artificial means nor can he generate his own air/wind. As far as his offensive capabiltiies, Kai's gusts of wind and bullets/air/wind attacks can only reach up to speeds high enough to force back people of equal size but has lesser effects on those of larger size. To non-humans, the most it can do is cause partial damage to wood (and not even dense wood at that), but it is nowhere strong enough to cause any serious damage to humans or inanimate objects. In addition, an overuse of one side of his feats will cause him to become winded a lot quicker. consecutive overuse will result in Kai momentarily becoming unable to move. The amount of time this lasts is all depending on the varying levels of how mild/severe/extreme the overuse is: mild renders him paralyzed for three seconds, severe renders him paralyzed for six seconds, and the extreme cases can be anywhere from a minute to an hour, but in that case, he will have lost consciousness due to the stress he put on his body.

As far as the limits placed on him by Kai himself, it all comes down to his own lack of experience and self-control. With wind/air, self-control might not be needed, but in the limits state above, Kai's lack of control of himself and his own actions can cause him to become winded a lot sooner. There's also a carelessness in his personality that can contribute to an accelerated paralysis/unconsciousness when he overexerts his powers.

▼ | WEAKNESSES : |

Kai has a big enemy in one distinct element and that is fire. When air is shot out or is manipulated to allow him to surf the air/run faster, any amount of fire will eventually attach itself to any form of air and the resulting effect of that is the fire will expand and eventually combusting. This effectively renders Kai’s own abilities practically useless against any type of fire-users or fire in general.

Kai does not have an immunity to air, so things like air attacks and razor sharp wind blades will hurt him. He might think they won’t but they will. In addition to everything else, using his own power will cause Kai to lose breath should he use it for prolonged amounts of time. Loss of breath and increased windedness will render him more or less incapable of fighting, let alone being able to defend himself (see specifics in limits).

⫸ O T H E R ⫷

"See ya on the flipside!"

-Kai rides a longboard skateboard around campus and town.

Don't be too harsh with your review. >.>

Shuffle your music player and post the first 10 songs

_{Has Our Time Run Out? — Eyeshine — Revolution Airwaves
Drifter — Falling in Reverse — Fashionably Late (Deluxe Edition)
White Line Fever — Asking Alexandria — From Death to Destiny
Spanish Radio — Gabriel Iglesias — Hot and Fluffy (Live From Bakersfield)
I.M.Sin — Five Finger Death Punch (feat. Max Cavalera) — The Wrong Side of Heaven and The Righteous Side of Hell, Volume I
New Fears — Lights — Skin&Earth
Keep Me Warm — Ron Pope — Goodbye, Goodnight
Epicus Furor (Live) — Rhapsody of Fire — Live: From Chaos to Eternity
First World Problems (Style Parody of "Pixies") — "Weird Al" Yankovic — Mandatory Fun
Never Gonna Leave You — Us The Duo — Us}

Sum up your week in roleplaying in just 3 words

Inspiration come here

Academy 003: Seeds of Change [CLOSED]

<Snipped quote by Altered Tundra>

Don't sleep then

@pokemad1

That's a fair request. I shall take it into consideration.

Academy 003: Seeds of Change [CLOSED]

Wow ya guys sure were busy while I was sleeping...

Santa Celia: Coast to Coast

@Lord Wraith I'm gonna have to retract my interest for the time being (or at least put it on the backburner). I haven't really been able to get a grasp for my character (though the idea is still there). If you're still accepting at a later date, I may check back then. If not, then, well I will be lurking occasionally because it's too good of an RP for me not to.

Palm Beach Royals: Senior Year

_{A Collaboration between @Altered Tundra & @SpicyMeatball
featuring: Papa Foster}

Somewhere between the time that Kavi had skipped out on the school day of Friday and when he woke up from a power nap that he took around three or so, Kavi was getting himself ready for Homecoming, which wasn’t technically going to happen for an entire school day later, but he had other things to do in the day that didn’t include being one of those guys that just automatically showed up at their date’s houses.

Would it have been the good, decent thing to get there early? Probably, but anyone who knew Kavi by now would know that he was anything but that.

So, instead of Kavi Salvador showing up at April Foster’s place right away, he made it his known mission to visit a few places before making his way back to Crown Heights. Among those things he had to do, Kavi had to make sure that he looked the best that he could, so he made a trip to Miami to get his hair done. It took a special kind of gel and hairspray and overall treatment to get the silky smooth texture that his hair often had. It certainly wasn’t natural. For something this great - and by extension, the someone - Kavi had to put in the work. But it was so worth it when he touched it.

Once he made his grand return around six (or close to it, anyway), he took the keys to one of the three cars the Salvador-Parata driveway. Today, Kavi was feeling like driving his father’s pride and joy, a mint green ferrari. Everyone knew it was Italian based on how it purred through the streets. Even though Kavi knew where she lived, he wanted to show it off. There was no doubt in his mind she heard it.

By the time he finished his arrogant rounds, Kavi parked the spring green car in front of April’s house. The man of mixed Hispanic and Asian blood came strolling confidently in a reverse white and black suit, though he bore no tie. If anyone had to gauge him at this very moment, they’d say he looked like a fuckboy from Tampa Bay. those entitled pricks really knew how to look like they belonged in an early-2000s Romantic Comedy.

And then came Kavi’s knocks. There were three of them and they were somewhat hard. And when he was greeted by a male, he smiled. “Hello sir, April Foster, a party of two. Your Carriage is ready,” Kavi said as if he was some fucking waiter to a person he knew was her father.

“Sweety? Your...date is here to pick you up.” April’s father called out from the front door, glancing suspiciously at Kavi.

”I’m coming!!” April called out as she quickly corrected a few stray locks of hair. She paced out of her room, making sure to grab her small purse on her way. As she got to the door, she took in a breath before revealing herself to Kavi.

”Well, how do I look?” She asked, a nervous smile on her face. Hopefully, the nerves would be associated with the date and not with...no. Not now. It was homecoming and she was going to enjoy it, dammit!

Kavi took no steps in trying and hide how he looked her up and down. He gave her a smirk, eyes going from her round, slightly-pudgy face to her body and the curves that came with it. He honestly didn’t know what was better: her body or how her dress complimented it. The black and gold in appeal alone was worthy of someone to ride beside Kavi, but the way the fabric really hugged her body was another story. If it wasn’t for her father being in the house, Kavi had half of a mind to take her into her room, although given the first impressions they had of each other, it was probably not something she wanted to do.

“You look hot,” he stated rather simply. Truthfully, it was his honest-to-god opinion. “You’re going to make Diadumbo jealous without question.” He just had to make that comment. Again, it was another truthful one from his lips.

“Can’t say I’m surprised by that answer, coming from you.” April replied, her deep brown eyes giving him a quick once over. “I guess you clean up pretty decently as well.” April had to admit once again that Kavi was certainly attractive, at least on the outside.

What wasn’t attractive though, was that ungodly monstrosity of a Ferrari that now sat in her driveway. In April’s mind, whoever had decided to put that color of mint green onto a beautiful Ferrari 458 should be brought out into the street and shot. “We’re not riding to homecoming in that are we? What the hell did you do to the poor thing?” she inquired, motioning to Kavi’s car. Pacing over to it, April ran her fingers gently across the painted surface. After a moment of silence next to the car, she glanced to Kavi and then spoke to the car much like a parent would speak to a toddler “I’ll save you from his poor taste baby, don’t you worry.”

He just gave her a look. It was the sort of glance that was one that was born from shock as if she had the audacity to assume his father’s prized Ferrari 458 was his own choosing. “I don’t know what’s more offending,” he paused, turning to face her from his previous position of admiring his father’s Ferrari. To him it was priceless (even if others thought it was trash). “The fact that you don’t like it or that you seem to not like my father’s taste in colors,” he said, somewhat rolling his eyes at April. “But of course, if you don’t like it, you’re free to walk to the country club. I’m not sure how far you’ll get in those shoes, though.” He said, offering her a smug shrug.

“I think it’s more offending that your father chose that color for a Ferrari. The only colors a Ferrari should ever be is red, black, yellow or white. Certainly not that….odd choice of green.” April looked back to Kavi at the mention of her walking. “You really think I would resort to walking when I have my own beautiful baby in the garage?” She clicked the button on her keyring and the garage door behind Kavi opened to reveal her trademark white Maserati, it’s sleek form laying dormant in the garage as if waiting to be awoken. “Still a Ferrari engine, just in a different body. Tastefully colored.” She shot a playful smug look right back at Kavi.

The brunette paced back to Kavi from the Ferrari and stood even with him. “Admittedly, my comments were more of a joke to begin with, but we could certainly make this evening more interesting. How about it? A race to homecoming. If I win, you repaint the Ferrari.” April crossed her arms and looked Kavi in the eyes, her own eyes playful as she stared him down.

”Yeah, that’s not happening.”

In what could only be described as a rare moment, Kavi swiftly put to rest April’s bet. There was no way in hell he was going to be the source of his father’s anger (yes it existed) simply because of some jealous girl’s envy of his father’s superior taste in colors for sports cars. Of course, the main reason was that he took his father’s car as a reward for not being a total dick at school. Why in the hell would he risk that because April ‘Not April O’Neil’ Foster wanted to channel her inner Michelle Rodriguez and street race?

“Alright killjoy, we can take your distastefully colored Ferrari to homecoming instead of doing it the fun way.” April produced a fake pout before turning around and making her way back over to the mint-green supercar. She wasn’t really surprised that Kavi didn’t go for the bet, but it was how quickly he shot it down that did shock her. Normally Kavi seemed to be relatively carefree, not super by-the-book, mister goodie-two-shoes. Oh well, his loss.

As she opened the smooth hinged door of the Ferrari and carefully slid into the seat, she clicked the button on her keyring once again to close the garage door. ”Goodnight my sweet prince.” she said quietly, watching the headlights slowly disappear behind the door. Briefly, she glanced down to her waistline again to make sure she hadn’t been seeing things before but praying that she had. The paranoia was not to last though, as she felt a headache that had harassed her all morning beginning to crawl it’s way back into her skull.

Keep it together April, you’re fine, she thought to herself as she closed her eyes and rested her head against the window.

It was plenty clear to Kavi that things were a little awkward since but not limited to when he dismissed her offer to race and the eventual uncomfortable silence that followed. He tried not to act like it bothered him. And he succeeded for a while. The sound of his father’s flawless, superior sports car revved through the Crown Heights neighborhood. This was a testament to Kavi’s similar love of going fast that he knew April Foster had. It wasn’t necessarily his need to feel the engine beneath him sending him into the 100+ speed, but more like how he liked the power that came with driving such a beast that was his father’s Ferrari.

As he put the pedal to the metal as it sped down the highway, but not even five minutes, Kavi found himself particularly nettled by April’s obvious lack of talking. “Okay, what’s wrong now? Are you not used to being in the passenger’s side in this kind of car?” He asked. He did his best not to show his annoyance, but no matter how much he tried to hide it, Kavi Salvador never did excel in truly hiding such a feeling.

As they drove through Crown Heights, April’s head pounded like a bass drum. Her eyes had remained closed since they’d left the Foster estate and despite the glorious sound of the Ferrari’s monstrous engine, April’s mood had declined significantly. Had she not been feeling so off, the thrill of going at some ludicrous speed down the highway would’ve certainly brought a smile to her face. It was one of the few things that April and Kavi actually agreed on. When Kavi finally spoke up after what seemed to be like hours of silence, April couldn’t help but feel a bit of guilt for making him feel like her silence was his fault.

“Don’t take it personally, but I’d rather not say. It’s not something you did, not at all. I’m just not feeling great.”

The speed of the highway certainly wasn’t doing her head any favors, nor was the gentle vibrations that came through the car of the tires rolling over the tarmac. It was only when a huge wave of nausea hit her like a freight train that April finally spoke up. “Kavi pull over the car.”

Does she not realize we were on the highway?

Only for a moment, Kavi thought about fighting her on this, but the way she looked actually sent him into a mild panic. If the way her eyes and her overall complexion was any indication - mainly Kavi knowing that look from his sister when she got too drunk at a party - it was that she was either just about to throw up or was well on her way. Either way, Kavi knew his dad would kick his ass if he let that happen. So the teen slowed as he pulled into what was often referred to as the Bike Lane.

In less than half of a minute, the beast of a vehicle that had been easily clearing 80mph was now at a complete stop. “Just..don’t get anything in the car. You have no idea how pissed my dad will be if he smelled the slightest hint of vomit and you certainly appear like you’re close to doing just that,” he noted to her. There was no hiding that fact from him, though Kavi found it odd. She seemed to be fine earlier.

With a practiced hand, April quickly and regrettably put her perfectly styled hair up into a ponytail and opened the door of the car. The fresh outside air made her feel better momentarily, but not before April dropped to all fours and threw up into the grass. How it hadn’t hit her dress was some miracle, maybe the homecoming gods were watching over her today. It would certainly be nice to have a streak of good luck for once. Though when April remembered what else she’d caught up in tonight, that streak of good luck she’d so hoped for fizzled in front of her eyes.

A few moments later after April regained her breath, she coughed a bit and shuddered. With the vile taste still filling her mouth, she stood back up and walked back to the car. April took a seat and closed the door with a shaky hand. “Thanks…” She said quietly and meekly, before leaning her head on the window once again. It was going to be a long night if this was going to continue.

“Please don’t tell anyone about this Kavi…I don’t need pity.” April certainly didn’t look her best, and while the makeup helped a bit, her discomfort was still quite noticeable.

”What’s the big deal about a little nausea? Everyone gets it from time to time. I don’t think anyone would have any particular interest, let alone ‘pity’ you for it,” Kavi spoke honestly. He was finding trouble understanding why she wanted him to keep quiet about it.

“You’re right...I guess there is no big deal.” April kept her eyes closed in an attempt to hide the absolute blatant lie she just told. Surely Kavi wouldn’t put the pieces together before they got to homecoming. Then again, if he knew Diablo--and he did--Kavi may very well put two and two together, and tell the world of her secret before she could speak. Now there was a nightmare she didn’t want to live. Or think of for that matter.

“Are we almost there, Kavi?” She said in an attempt to change the subject. “I’m starving now…” The brunette opened her eyes to examine their surroundings, wincing gently as the light caused her a bit of pain from her headache.

He really wasn’t buying it, but to save himself whatever remained of his favor points with April, Kavi decided not to push her on it. He was feeling remarkably unlike himself tonight, which meant he was going to cut her some slack. Whatever was bothering her, if she wanted to, he would be an open ear for her. It wasn’t that Kavi was trying to get into her pants. At the state, she was in, that particular experience wouldn’t be as enjoyable for her as it might be for him.

Kavi took a detour as he went to the furthest left lane, a slight swerving action taken, resulting in a couple of cars honking at his reckless action. “Oops,” he laughed, speeding down the exit. Quick, expert-like turns brought them in the parking lot of some restaurant. Kavi didn’t know what it was, but April said she was hungry, so he just found the closest one. Unbeknownst to him, he didn’t realize that it was some lower class place that only the poor kids eat at.

“Well, it’s no luxurious, 5-star dining establishment, but I suppose Red Lobster will have to do,” Kavi said to himself, looking to April, “or are you allergic to shellfish?”

“Honestly Kavi, if I hadn’t thrown up five minutes ago I would kiss you.” April looked over to him, a warm smile on her face. “I won’t be long...just gonna grab something quick. I really appreciate it Kavi.”

The brunette hopped out of the car with a little bit more energy than she had before and closed the door behind her. She paced up to the front of the building as her heels clicked against the paved parking lot, turning back to Kavi for a single moment as she got to the door.

“I totally forgot to ask, did you want anything?” April called out from where she stood, hoping that Kavi could hear her through the window. She felt super out-of-place, wearing a fancy homecoming dress in front of a not-so-fancy restaurant. Overdressed was an understatement.

Looking at her for a moment, Kavi just gave her a shrug. “Just get me whatever you’re getting. I trust your judgment.” As he said that, Kavi shot her a playful wink. Shades of how Kavi normally acted slowly returned and all it took was April’s fine ass to stand there looking pretty in this dump of a parking lot. Obviously, she stood out in the best of ways.

A few minutes later, April returned to the car with a styrofoam take-out box in one hand and a bright colored paper bag in other. The brunette couldn’t hide the biggest shit-eating grin on her face as she walked back to the car. Not because she’d actually done anything to his food, no that would’ve been too easy. No, April had gone a little further than that. As she got in the car and handed Kavi the paper bag, it became clearly evident that she’d bought him a kid’s meal. She shot a playful grin to Kavi before diving into the garlic shrimp she’d bought for herself.

“Enjoy! I hope the portion isn’t too big for you.” April couldn’t help to stifle a laugh as she took a bite of her food. It was evident that despite the events of before, April was feeling much better.

As he opened up paper bag, which was considerably lighter than hers, contained a serving of seven, small chicken tenders/sticks and a small styrofoam bowl with creamy mac and cheese. Kavi wasn’t exactly sure if she got him this as a serious gesture or a joke. Whichever the case was, instead of acting like he was offended (he wasn’t), he laughed and smiled at her.

“Oh, how did you know these were my favorites?” Kavi said, taking one of the tenders into his mouth.

“Lucky guess? I dunno, guess I just tried to think about how much of a child you are and went from there.” She shot him a playful grin before taking another bite of her shrimp. Despite the rather...cheap restaurant--at least for someone of Crown Heights--April found the food quite passable. Now it was nothing like the local restaurants, but for a fifteen minute prep time, it was quite good.

“Aww, look at you thinking about my needs--” Kavi began saying as April suddenly interrupted him ( and alarmingly so at that).

April looked to the time and her eyes widened. “Hey uh, we should probably get to the country club before there’s no parking. Even though they still had plenty of time, April was one for being early to an event and nothing had changed in her today. That, and the longer they were at homecoming together, the bigger the chance was that Diablo would see her and Kavi together in some form. Maybe then he’d see what he’d lost. Maybe then she could finally corner him and talk to him alone.

Kavi faked a disappointed frown. “And here I thought you were enjoying our date,” he joked, starting up the Ferrari. As he looked behind him, as soon as he was sure there weren’t any cars in the way (his father would literally kill him if he got even so much as a scratch on the car), Kavi pulled out of the driveway and made his way back the way they came. After their short detour, Kavi knew he had to get there as fast as he could (less April make a demand again).

“I never said I wasn’t enjoying it…” April replied, though no longer with the playful tone she’d had before.

The traffic on the highway was less than it was before he pulled off for Red Lobster, so it allowed a swift journey to their desired exit, which was the next one after the one that just passed. And for whatever reason, April was once again a little quieter than she usually was. “Do you need me to pull over again?” He asked her, already slowing down from the 80 MPH he had been going in the 65mph zone.

April shook herself from her thoughts as Kavi spoke, glancing at the time once again. “No no, not on my account.” The brunette was about to go quiet again when something caught her eye in the passenger mirror. “You may have to pull over for that guy, however.” She motioned to the police car not three car lengths behind them. “I saw him turn on behind us about a mile after we left Red Lobster.” April’s heart instinctively sped up. Even though it wasn’t her behind the wheel, having a cop following them still made her nervous. It was like they were drawn to her. It couldn’t possibly have been just the car.
“Oh, well then what should I do? Slow down so he can pass us or something?” Kavi asked, keeping with the speed limit as he occasionally looked through the driver-side mirror to see if that car was still following them.

“Worst-case scenario, he pulls us over and we have a neat story to tell when we’re two hours late because the car was impounded.” April shrugged. The cop hadn’t turned on his lights yet so, for now, they were in the green. “Honestly, he’ll probably just give you a ticket for a public eyesore. Despite all that Kavi had done for her, April was far from done with the jabs at Kavi’s car. It was too much fun to ignore.

He knew she didn’t like the color, but just for that, Kavi had decided he was going to do something a little reckless. Whether it was to hurry and get to the dance or as revenge for her constant jabs at his father’s Ferrari, April wouldn’t know. The only thing that she would ever know was the sudden increase Kavi made in speed as soon as he made the turn from the exit he just took. As soon that happened, the Ferrari went from a casual 45mph, which had the engine roaring somewhat mildly, but as soon as his foot pressed on the accelerator, that engine purred like she was meant to, bringing the total mph into the 60+ range.

And it was from the moment he did that to the half of a mile it was from the country club did that same car that April was talking about, turn its lights on, the sounds following the mint green Ferrari. “Would you look at that? It Seems we got a friend who wants to play,” Kavi smiled, looking through the rear-side mirror. There was no mistake it was a cop and he meant business.

April grinned as Kavi floored it. Finally, he’d caved to her pestering and her jabs at his car. As much as she liked the sound of her own car, the Ferrari was no slouch under the hood and took off like a rocket as he pressed the accelerator. April instinctively grabbed the handle on the door to steady herself. It was a new feeling, being in the passenger seat while going this fast. She felt so out of control, and yet that grin had yet to leave her face.

“Well, that's one way to make this evening more interesting. Just remember this is on you, I’m just along for the ride.” April reached down and plugged her phone into the stereo, quickly flipping through her playlist before arriving at Bell Bottoms by Jon Spencer. She cranked the stereo as Kavi whipped down the road, her playful eyes dancing between the windshield and the mirror on her right. Her wish had come true. They’d certainly have a story to tell when they got to homecoming. If they got to homecoming.

April wasn’t the only one who knew her way around a steering wheel. Kavi might not be the speed demon she was, but he had enough experience behind the wheel to know when to floor it and when to turn sharply. Based off how the cop was falling behind, Kavi was confident he would be able to get the upper hand. And that’s exactly what he did. A swift turn that cut in front of some oncoming traffic from the opposing lanes, Kavi sped right into the parking lot of the country club. He then whipped the Ferrari down a sharp turn again, this time, pushing his foot down on the break as hard as he could, drifting slightly into a free parking slot.

“Whew! That was lucky, wasn’t it?” Kavi let out a relieved laugh, but before April would be able to say anything, that same cop finally caught up, but he didn’t seem to know where they were. “Quick, get out. If he doesn’t see us, he won’t be able to give me a ticket,” Kavi urged of her, opening both doors thanks to a function on the set of keys to the Ferrari.

April was still grinning like an idiot as she scurried out of the car, all too aware of the cop car cruising down the road towards them.

“Come on Kavi! He’s right there!” April urged her partner on, taking his hand and practically dragging him towards the country club entrance. There were a decent amount of people already at the venue and so once they got close enough, picking them out from the crowd would’ve been damn near impossible. Especially because the cop had never gotten a decent view of them during the chase.

As they finally had a chance to relax, April looked to Kavi. “I was wrong about you Kavi.” The brunette looked down to her feet, trying to put the words together in her head. No matter what she tried, it always sounded cheesy. Fuck it. she thought to herself, before looking back up at her literal partner in crime. “I’ve had more fun this afternoon with you than I’ve had in a while. I was really dreading this evening after our encounter at lunch, but you’ve definitely changed my mind.”

“Oh?” Kavi looked at her curiously, smiling with a grin. “As I recall, you thought I was a ‘complete asshole’ and you were going to ‘make me say goodbye to my perfect smile’,” he reminded her, that perfect smile of his still grinning at her like the cheeky bastard he was.

“Believe me, it’s still a possibility...but for now you could say that I’m pleasantly content with how the evening’s gone so far.” April returned his grin with a warm smile of her own before turning to the party before them. “Shall we go raise some hell? They may have forced our dates for this evening, but they can’t force our actions.

“I like the way you think, April Foster.”

With their hands locked together, in went a couple of Kavi and April and it now the night had truly begun.

that's so meta || character storage thread

Nikai Parata, Academy 003/Seed of Change

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The Only Place | Summertime | Shout

⫸ B A S I C I N F O R M A T I O N ⫷

"Rock on, brother!"

▼ | BIRTH NAME : |

Nikai Jin Parata

▼ | ALSO KNOWN AS: |

Kai
Tends to be referred to as The Waverider

▼ | GENDER : |

100% Male, mate!

▼ | AGE : |

16

⫸ A P P E A R A N C E ⫷

"It’s all aces."

▼ | P H Y S I C A L S T A T S : |

▸ HEIGHT : | 5’8
▸ WEIGHT : | 155lbs
▸ ETHNICITY : | ½ Chinese, 1/4th Maori, 1/8th German, 1/8th Blackfoot Native American
▸ HAIR COLOR : | Teeters on the line of dark brown and black
▸ EYE COLOR : | Brown

▼ | PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION : |

Kai would consider himself to be fairly attractive, though he’s way too modest to openly admit it. He comes from a long line of short to average-height people. Whether this is the Chinese-American side his mother brings to his genetic table or the European, Pacific Islander mix his father has given him, Kai’s overall visage is that of average height for a growing male teenager like himself. He stands no taller than 5’8 and due to his lean body type, he weighs no more than 155lbs. He has long dark brown hair that comes to a stop near his upper-back. He sometimes keeps it unkempt, but usually, he’ll have it in some form of a ponytail just so that it doesn’t get in the way with anything he’s doing or so he doesn’t look like a teen vogue model (even though he kind of does).

One of Kai’s most distinct features is his eyebrows. Almost instantaneously, if someone had to identify Kai with something other than his long hair, it would be how his eyebrows and overall facial shape around his eyes. His eyebrows have an odd thickness about them in the hair count. His eyes are also slanted a bit (more so than how most Asian eyes tend to slant somewhat).

▼ | ATTIRE : |

Though it might depend on the season, Kai surely prefers to abide by a casual and comfortable style. This could take up various forms, of course, but more often than not, he’ll opt for shorts, some sort of tank top or loose-fitting shirts, and shoes and/or sandals (again, it depends on the season). Indoors, Kai will take up sweats and nothing more, though he may wear a shirt or a robe if he’s feeling fancy. This just comes from his own personal preference.

⫸ P S Y C H O L O G Y ⫷

"This is me and it’s totally tubular, brah!"

▼ | PERSONALITY TRAITS : |

Overtly Positive and Optimistic ♦ Energetic ♦ Friendly ♦ Engaging ♦ Often Clueless ♦ Annoyingly Positive ♦ Doesn’t know when to shut up ♦ Has absence of fear/reckless ♦ No self-control ♦ Somewhat rebellious

First impressions are often more substantial than the opinions one makes about another over time. And the usual first impression just about anyone will immediately get from Kai is, sure he is quite friendly and nothing is too off-putting about him. He has a sunny disposition and has a smile that’s an acquired taste, but with enough spent with him, one of two things happen: EIther you learn to love his quirks and off-beat nature or he’ll end up being someone you dislike immensely and cringe whenever he speaks, enters a room, or someone mentions his name.

This is Kai Parata. And do not be mistaken. The smile is the least of what makes Kai such a colorful character. The way he speaks which, though it is with a slight southern tang due to his residence in the south for more than seven years, the tone of his voice has a bit of a Chinese accent. Some of his words break and he can’t pronounce certain words and phrases. In addition to that, he often just says things that probably don’t make any sense. It might be slang from a village that Kai might know family from or it just might be the kind of thing he thinks makes sense and that’s all there is to it. Whichever the case, he definitely bullshits his way through most conversations and does so with a cheek-to-cheek grin on his face.

Kai’s a free spirit and a lover of all things extreme, reckless, and, whatever gets his blood pumping. This side of him certainly makes for an exciting, very outgoing person but it also could put a bit of a strain on those who either don’t want to be roped in with whatever Kai’s trying to get them to do or the rules. This is another reason why Kai Parata is an acquired taste. It will certainly be a good time with the possibility of no alcohol required, but there’s also a possibility that Kai's recklessness could make a bad situation even worse. There’s also a possibility he could do something that may put lives at risk - what with his power over air and his need for danger. Kai also lacks a particular trait of self-control that most have that would help them recognize when it’s time to stop being silly or reckless and actually use your brain. Kai does not possess such a trait and thus gets himself into more trouble than he should be.

At the end of the day, Kai’s a good time and is all smiles, but when worst comes to worse, he might have too much energy and too high of a spirit to be confined to certain rules most establishments have. On the upside of things, at least people can’t say they won’t know who he is.

“Oh, Kai? Yeah, he’s that crazy bastard who ran naked through the football field.”

Yeah, that’s Kai Parata.

▼ | SKILLS : |

Athletic // Kai is quite the athlete and extreme sports junky (not necessarily a skill but a fact about him nonetheless). Between his two main hobbies of parkour and surfing (sometimes the two go hand in hand), Kai possesses what a lot refer to as “the athletic gene”. It’s a fancy way of saying that he’s able to stand up with the rest of the teens his age that aren’t slobs or embody the sin of sloth. He may also be able to handle himself in a fight should it come to that, but it’s not exactly a shining talent. One thing to note is that Kai can take a punch more than he can give a punch - just...don’t expect him to fight a bully for you. It won’t end well for you or him, especially if Kai fails to take any beating that comes his way.

Absolutely Fluent in Bullshittery // A useless talent to some but to Kai, it is a skill he has mastered because he’s the only one who will make sense of it. Whatever comes out of his mouth, even if it’s complete bullshit and it makes no sense at all, to him, whatever he says will make whatever he does (or doesn’t do) not only be completely justified in his mind, but it will also seem like the right thing. His excuses in particular are legendary for being absolute horseshit.

Bilingual ...sorta // The ‘sorta’ comes from Kai’s partial fluency in Chinese (his mother’s native tongue). He speaks English and gibberish (not exactly a real language but it coincides with his bullshittery), but the lessons given to him by tudors have only given him about 45% fluency in Chinese. He can speak coherent sentence when ordering menus or operating in small talk, but if someone expects him to give a lecture or be able to translate for hours, he’s probably going to fail them there.

▼ | BACK STORY : |

Kai, whose birth name is Nikai Jin Parata, was brought into Planet Earth on a surprisingly cool Saturday afternoon in June. He was born to two loving parents who both operate in the business world. His father, born to the name of Nikora Anaru Parata, is a Hawaii-born businessman who used to primarily work out of Berlin, Germany, and his mother, born to the name Jia Chen (Jia Parata after she got married), also used to work from Germany. This is where technically Kai was born, but he didn’t stay there long. Over the course of Kai’s early life, he has lived anywhere from Honolulu, Hawaii, Tokyo Japan, and Beijing, China. Though all three of those major cities had him not even five years old, it was Beijing that Kai was spent a decent chunk of his sixteen years at.

For three years, Kai lived in China and, as one could imagine by his looks (even at a young age), he stuck out even more than he would have in any other place. Though from his mother’s side he is part-Chinese, his mixed ethnic background played a major part in how the other children received him. His unusual behavior caused him a lot of problems both by the instructors and the children he shared classes with. Call it a cliche, but if there’s one thing growing up as the sore thumb in a class of regular fingers, it’s that kids, especially those who had an ax to grind, don’t like anything or anyone that wasn’t a carbon copy of themselves. So for that, Kai was put through hell. It wasn’t daily, but Kai had some run-ins with the neighborhood kids and those who often made fun of him for his eyebrows and how was reasonably darker than most of his classmates.

At some point, before he turned ten, Kai’s father got a job that forced him, his mother, and older sister, Maia to move from Beijing to the southern coast of Florida in a lively town of Palm Beach, Florida. Given that his father got a lucrative job offer to head the science division of the Miami office of The Takanashi Company, a global enterprise that has various subsidiaries, avenues of business (some legal and some not so legal). Given that Nikora had a background in mechanical engineering - well, more like a masters degree in mechanical engineering - he was the perfect fit for this. And along with Jia, who had a doctorate where she specialized in experimental physics, they were named both the co-COO(Chief Operating Officer) of the Science and Research Development Department (often referred to as SRD within the company). Of course, some of what they did was kept really low hushed whispers. Some of which was done didn’t align with what some would find moral, but as long as the pursuit of knowledge is achieved, the ends justified the means.

As his parents got more immersed in their work, their acknowledgment of Kai and Maia was reduced dramatically. It got to the point where they wouldn’t see their parents for weeks and manny and nannies and assigned personnel would take care of them, not Nikora and Jia. It wasn’t that they didn’t love their two children, but given that their work had them spending nights, weekends, and even sometimes full weeks either at the office or away in other countries for business meetings, they didn’t have the time for their children.

As it became painfully obvious they weren’t their parents’ first priority (at least Maia noticed that), it didn’t seem to bother Kai and Maia all that much. Their house was in its own little “town” within Palm Beach known as Crown Heights. It was right near the beach. He wasn’t so sure about it at first, but at some point, he became practically obsessed with the surfing culture of America, particularly those within the southern coast of Florida. Some of the neighborhood kids and some older teens (he was 12 at the time when he found his for surfing). He started out small, of course. He got his first surfboard, learned the basics by learning as he watched the older kids do their thing in the water. Eventually, Kai grew more confident. It started out with him surfing small waves, but by the time he turned fourteen, in addition to surfing and building up his skills there, Kai had found a second passion and that was anything that gave him a sense of adrenaline. Despite his privileged life, Kai immersed himself in contact sports, extreme sports such as windsurfing, skating, and he even started to dabble into parkour a bit. Despite being pretty athletic, Kai’s true love has and always will be surfing. It’s what he’s most passionate about it was what Kai felt he would be doing for his entire life, maybe even making it a career someday.

After what could only be described as bad parenting, Kai's parents who had for so long ignored him and his sister surprise them with their trip to Hawaii. the way they explained it what's that they needed to Bond as a family so they could become closer. Though at least to Maia, it felt like they were doing it not for Kai’s sake or even her sake, but to wipe away all of the abandonment done by them because they chose work over their children, the news of going to Hawaii had Kai feeling all levels of excitement. Anywhere from the speechless stage to the jumping up and down stages, Kai acted every single one of them because Hawaii was one of the places he had always wanted to visit. His dream of becoming a pro surfer started with Hawaii and whether or not he realized what this trip would do to him in the long run didn’t seem to occur to him nor his parents’ reasoning. Before they had left, Kai was gifted a pendant with a crystal-like stone by his mother. She said it was her father’s and she wanted him to have it on his sixteenth birthday. Though it was a few days before he had actually turned sixteen, she wanted him to have it now.

So the Parata family spent an entire week in Hawaii. The parents, though they wanted it to be a bonding experience, yet again proving they were incapable of putting work aside for family time, especially when they had emphasized on family bonding being the whole point of the trip. Instead, like always, they didn’t even realize that Kai and Maia had decided to do some exploring of their own. Unlike the natives of the island, they didn’t know where they were going. After being on their own for an hour or so, Maia wanted to go back, so they did, but before they were even halfway back, they found themselves into some trouble. Some not-so-friendly locals who fixated on the twenty-year-old Maia while pushing Kai aside. Whatever their fixation on her was, Kai knew nothing good could come from it. That’s why he rushed to help her, but they weren’t just mean in the faces but they were a lot bigger than him. That was a fact Kai soon put to the test as he was punched really hard once in the gut and twice in the face. It took a set from all three to send Kai to his back. Bloodied and with possible internal damage, Kai still refused to give up. It was in that moment, as he rushed to his sister’s aid, he literally rushed, though it wasn’t until what happened next did Kai realize exactly what was happening (even then it was hard for him to comprehend).

As wind danced around his legs, Kai’s desperate desire to help his sister seemed to activate something from the pendant. It let off a cool breeze around Kai’s body and whatever it was doing, he didn’t think about it. The only thing he wanted to focus on - the only thing he needed to focus on was saving Maia. A few gusts of wind later and some luck-driven punches later and he sent these bigger men flying in the opposite direction, effectively saving his sister from whatever nasty ideas they had about her. He was on a high but Kai didn’t even know what was happening to him or how he was capable of that. As soon as he thought about it, however, the wind carried him directly into a tree, knocking Kai unconscious. The next thing he realized, he was in a bed with no idea how he got there. Soon, though, Kai would become informed. Apparently, when they got back to the hotel thanks to some of the locals’ help, they were welcomed by the sight of their parents having just met with someone who represented an organization that helped people like Kai.

Kai required additional explanation and so he got it. And even after he was given a detailed explanation, it still didn’t make sense to him. Coming from a guy who often spoke the nonsense, it was weird for him to be in the position he found himself in, yet he was. It had to be dumbed down for him in such a way that Kai could understand.

“You carry on your neck a small fragment of a Delta-Crystal and you, much like your grandparents, are what they call Deltahumans. Don’t worry, Kai, you’ll be okay. You got special powers but you aren’t any different than Maia here. But for the time being, you will be going to a nice and useful academy in South Carolina called Academy 003.”

Those words stuck with Kai for as long as he could remember since being forced to attend this school. Just a few weeks after his dream vacation, Kai was poised to set foot on the grounds of Academy 003. He didn’t like it, but this was his new reality. The only thing that was on his mind, the only thing that seemed to be more pressing than the fact that he has superpowers, was if this town of Charity Hills has beaches because he still wanted to surf as much as he could.

⫸ P O W E R I N F O R M A T I O N ⫷

"Go with the flow, my dude."

▼ | POWER CLASSIFICATION : |

Type-Red

▼ | POWER DESCRIPTION : |

]Wind/Air Manipulation

Simply calling it air manipulation is a crime that Kai will fight anyone on. It's not just a matter of manipulating the air currents that gives him a superhuman powerset. It is, as Kai will say, "the lifeblood of my dream. I was born for this power". To him, the air that he breathes and the career choice that Kai has chosen allowed him the ability to be capable of the things he is capable of. It is something much higher than what some textbook or online communities might say. But with it, Kai has thus far been able to use it to increase his running speed to where he literally is surfing the air, or as he often refers to it "Riding the Waves". He can shoot moderately-sized gusts of wind shaped like very thin tornados or "Wave Bullets" to knock down objects of equal or lesser size. Additionally, he can unleash modestly-powerful gusts of air that, at its full power (something Kai has done only once when saving his sister from those Hawaiian creeps), can send larger people than himself flying several feet in the opposite direction. And though it seems to be an early-stage feat, Kai's been testing out bouts of flight within his ever-evolving skill set of abilities within The Waverider".

▼ | LIMITS : |

In regards to the power itself, the limits placed on Kai are related to how he can only manipulate natural air and not air created by artificial means nor can he generate his own air/wind. As far as his offensive capabiltiies, Kai's gusts of wind and bullets/air/wind attacks can reach up to speeds high enough to slightly fracture bones and give very minor dents into steel, but it is nowhere strong enough to cause any serious damage to humans or inanimate objects. In addition, an overuse of one side of his feats will cause him to become winded a lot quicker. consecutive overuse will result in Kai momentarily becoming unable to move. The amount of time this lasts is all depending on the varying levels of how mild/severe/extreme the overuse is: mild renders him paralyzed for three seconds, severe renders him paralyzed for six seconds, and the extreme cases can be anywhere from a minute to an hour, but in that case, he will have lost consciousness due to the stress he put on his body.

As far as the limits placed on him by Kai himself, it all comes down to his own lack of experience and self-control. With wind/air, self-control might not be needed, but in the limits state above, Kai's lack of control of himself and his own actions can cause him to become winded a lot sooner. There's also a carelessness in his personality that can contribute to an accelerated paralysis/unconsciousness when he overexerts his powers.

▼ | WEAKNESSES : |

Kai has a big enemy in two distinct elements. The first of these two being electricity/lightning. Like all things that fly through the air and use wind as their main form of offense, when struck by any form of electricity, not only will Kai’s attacks be rendered pretty much useless, but there is also the risk he runs of getting electrified by the very thing that will cancel out his attacks with haste. In addition to electricity, there’s fire that Kai has to be concerned with. When air is shot out or is manipulated to allow him to surf the air/run faster, any amount of fire will eventually attach itself to any form of air and the resulting effect of that is the fire will expand and eventually combusting. This effectively renders Kai’s own abilities practically useless against any type of fire-users or fire in general.

Kai does not have an immunity to air, so things like air attacks and razor sharp wind blades will hurt him. He might think they won’t but they will.

⫸ O T H E R ⫷

"See ya on the flipside!"

-Kai rides a longboard skateboard around campus and town.

Ban the Person above you

Banned for not being a sloth.

Palm Beach Royals: Senior Year

_{A Collaboration between @Altered Tundra & @Hero
featuring: The Drakes and Victoire Bailey}

The past week went on as if it was a blur. The days happened to blend in with each other, homework, tests, surprise quizzes, going to the beach and surfing while also balancing in an increased friendship with, of all people, Julie. Amid everything, Sonny found talking to her was actually not a bad thing. In fact, while Sonny was hesitant at first, there was something about her that made Sonny feel a little good about himself. They had nothing to balls in common and maybe that was a good thing. And she didn’t seem to be interested in him like some might be, which he found to be a good thing. At the very least, they were getting along and he didn’t have to worry about getting the wrath of Chanel on his back, so that was good too.

Everything else aside, Sonny could be honest and say that the week went by a lot more quickly than he thought it would. In addition to everything else, he also became a little more friendly with Nadia. Talks here and there about homecoming, about the hard exams they had for the two classes they had together, and generally about how the dance was like a prison sentence ...well, Sonny was the one who brought it up. As he recalled, she just laughed and didn’t make any specific comment about it.

In all honesty, Sonny never expected himself to become as friendly with Nadia in the week they’ve met up for coffee, for study dates, and in overall, they just hung out and got to know each other more. By the time Friday came and it was time for Sonny to endure the last day before he took that perp walk, he had really found himself to be a bit of a friendly flirt with her. It was all fun and games, of course, but there was no denying it was playful on his part. He was naturally a confident, arrogant flirt, but surprisingly harmless - at least, that’s what Sonny believes. If Nadia took it another way, then that was just something else he could laugh at and tease her for.

Throughout the final hours leading to when Sonny arrived at the home of the three siblings (Nadia was one of them), Sonny did everything he could not to really care about getting ready. Of course, thanks to both of his parents who hounded him to get ready and not make an embarrassment of the family, he was forced to actually shower and eat and be ready before he ever planned to be ready. Before five, Sonny was full of enough fuel to last him throughout the night, his hair was groomed and combed back to his own satisfaction, and his suit with red tie and handkerchief that made him look like a poor excuse for a wiseguy. Odd of course because he wasn’t even part Italian.

“Look at my boy. All groomed up and ready to slay,” Jackson said, getting a good look at his son as he came down the stairs.

Sonny just rolled his eyes, hands in his pockets. Thankfully, only his parents were there. He got a text message from Stella and she said most of her entire family was there. He’d die if his sister had dropped everything from New York and decided to show up. He was lucky that she was too swamped with exams to make an attempt to embarrass him further.

“Let’s not make a big deal about this. It’s just a dance. And it’s not like me and Nadia are going to be dating or anything. We were forced into this,” Sonny clarified once again for the million-and-second time to them. They were ready to make a big deal about it when he first told them and they appeared to be ready to do the same thing right now.

“We know, but it’s not every day our son gets all dressed up like this. We just want to admire you, Sonny. That’s it,” Viola stated, flashing the camera in his face.

Sonny wanted to say something, but he just closed his mouth. He endured it for about fifteen minutes as they wanted to take all sorts of photos. He smiled for some and brooded during the rest.

After he was released from flash hell, he hopped into his orange truck and drove to Nadia’s house. It was only fifteen minutes away. Despite it being in the general area which, if everyone was being honest, it was like a small town that had big ass houses, over-the-top beaches and inhabitants, and a too-rich-for-their-own-good vibe. Sonny still felt like he stuck out like a sore thumb, but it didn’t change him from enjoying the actual luxuries and benefits that came with coming from the Banks family wealth.

He popped on some tunes as he drove, though only a few minutes after he did, he slowed down as he passed April Foster’s house. That tacky mint green Ferrari that belonged to Kavi’s father was parked there. “Jesus," came Sonny's exaggerated, repulsed gag-like response to seeing the ugly as all fuck Ferrari. "And people give me shit for having a bold color for a truck,” Sonny laughed as he sped along to Nadia’s house.

And what a house it was. Holy shit, Sonny’s parent’s house was large but it wasn’t over the top. He didn’t know what was worse: the fact that poor, little Nadia who is so shy and the least boastful person he knew lived here or that she had to keep on that facade knowing that her parent’s house would give the Diablo’s parties a run for their money if a couple of them were thrown here.

Sonny would remember to mention that to her later on.

As he parked in the driveway, which was just as large as the house (when compared to other houses in the neighborhood), Sonny made the marathon-length walk to the front door. Everything about it just screamed white privilege. The only thing missing was some minority serving as the butler, but Sonny pushed those thoughts of white fuckboy-ism out as he gave the door a series of hard knocks.

The door opened right away, purely by coincidence, leaving Sonny face to face with the other resident: Victoire Bailey. Her expression was as interested as someone watching paint dry, less so when she noticed who was before her. She was dressed and ready to go, her clutch in one hand and her keys in another. God knows she wasn’t going to risk Jun finding out where she lived.

”Wow...coming to the door to pick your date up and everything, how cute,” She said, nodding in fake approval. ”All dressed and everything. You almost look presentable.”

It was a mutual surprise for Sonny as well. Who would have suspected that on a night where semi-formal was the style in which the students were expected to dress in, of all people, Victoire would actually take that as an excuse to out do just about everyone who appeared on social media flaunting their outfits before the grand unveiling. Not that Sonny was even remotely surprised. He knew she’d slay any outfit she put on, but there was a moment where Sonny had almost let her know that. And that was something that just couldn’t happen.

”No need to state the obvious, Viccy.” He offered in a response, holding his own as he gave her a smug smile. ”Why does it look like you’re about to leave? I don’t see the class clown anywhere. Did he not come and pick you up?”

”And have to deal with him more than I need to? No, thank you,” Victoire immediately shut that idea down, shaking her finger at him. For once she wasn’t going to bother getting into it with Sonny, deciding that she needed a clear head if she was going to focus on avoiding Jun like the plague. ”Besides, despite the facaulty thinking I’m a joke, I still need to oversee a few things. You know, making sure no one spikes the punch, double checking the dark corners in case anyone feels like making babies, watching out for any losers stuffed in lockers--you know, the usual.”

As Victoire spoke, Nadia herself descended the staircase, her eyes lighting up as she spotted her talking to Sonny. After giving herself a once over to make sure she was ready, she popped up behind the brunette. ”Hey! Did you want to hitch a ride with us?” She asked her.

”No thank you, I’d rather choke on glue,” She replied.

Sonny wasn’t sure what he was going to say to Vic because, to his surprise, Nadia came out looking not half-had; actually, if he had to be honest with himself, he would have to say she looked positively hot and that wasn’t because of her red hair - though that was also styled in a way that made Sonny forget completely about Vic’s annoying self.

“Well, have fun living an 80s high school movie. Be sure to give Emilio Estevez and Molly Ringwald my best.” Yeah, that’s what he was going to say to her.

So much for staying civil. ”Eat a dick, Torvald,” Victoire ended the conversation, avoiding him as she promptly made her exit and went to her car.

Biting her lower lip to avoid laughing too much, Nadia cleared her throat, her hands on her hips as she looked Sonny over. ”You look really good,” She paid him the compliment, giving him a genuine smile.

From everyone else’s mouth, his middle name had little to no effect on Sonny, but when Victoire said it, especially in the way she said it, he just couldn’t get that bad taste of it out of his mouth. He was silently cursing himself for letting himself walk right into it and cursing his parents for giving him such an awful middle name, but as soon as that came, it also soon ended when he turned around to face Nadia once more.

And at that moment, he returned her smile back to her, a gesture not always done with an equal authenticity. “If I look good, then you look incredible,” he shot her back with a complement of his own as he looked her up and down.

Nadia grinned, clearly pleased with his compliment. ”Thank you!” She knew it was genuine, so it made her happy. Realizing that she was probably smiling like an idiot, she shook her head. ”Sorry, I’ll tone it down. Ready to go?” She said, closing the door behind her.

“Don’t stop on my account. You have a cute smile.”

That was the only thing Sonny said until they got to his trick. If anyone saw them right now, what he did next was going to be quite the shellshock for anyone who knew Sonny Drake at all. Before she had the chance to open the passenger door, Sonny did it for her, offering her a smile.

It was a good thing that Sonny didn’t think much of it, because Nadia couldn’t quite hide her bashful smile. Tucking some of her hair behind her ear, she thanked him as she got into his car, making sure her dress wouldn’t get caught in the door. His car was well taken care of, and she took a moment to just look around as he got into the car. She didn’t know what to say, but for once staying quiet didn’t feel awkward or weird. She was perfectly comfortable around him by now, and she was actually looking forward to homecoming now.

The time it took for his truck to get from the outside of Nadia’s house and to the freeway was under ten minutes and in that time, Sonny didn’t really speak. He honestly didn’t know what to say nor did he feel like talking. It wasn’t that he had been suddenly in a bad mood or anything like that -far from it, actually. He was just enjoying the company and the drive. Traffic wasn’t too terrible and the brisk air was just enough to give them a breeze. In addition, it was just bright enough so that there was no need for any sort of headlight action.

When Sonny took a turn at an exit, he felt his stomach growl. He didn’t just hear it, but he felt it, so he pulled into the driveway of a Red Robin. “I was so focused on trying to be civil with Vic that the silence reminded me I’m hungry” Sonny admitted, parking near the front entrance.

Nadia laughed. “Might as well grab something now,” She agreed, though she paused. “We might be late getting there.”

She had a point and Sonny seriously considered, but as his stomach continued to grumble, his hunger overtook his logic reasoning. “So we’re late," Sonny shrugged, taking his keys from the ignition. "They said we had to attend. They never said when we have to be there.”

Oh, how Sonny loved himself loopholes.

The redhead grinned again, nodding in agreement. He had a point, after all, and grabbing some food before going was a good idea. “If you say so,” She joked.

“Then, as the saying goes: let us eat!”