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In Zodiacs 10 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
O no I just finished it now sorry
In Zodiacs 10 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
Name: Casper Azarov Age: 17 Sign/animal: Leo [Appearance](http://data.whicdn.com/images/61910786/large.jpg) Location of symbol: Back of the neck Ability: Pyrokinesis and Light Manipulation (ability to take light from its source and to transfer it) Bio: Casper belonged to a wealthy and well-respected family. Though he grew up with their fortunes, he ended up being the deviant of the family. He is the opposite of his parents and brothers, who all have reserved personalities. At the start of his teenage years, he figured out how to control his ability to turn the lights off with his mind, and later realized that he was also able to save the light and put it somewhere else at another time. Though he hasn't found a purpose for the power yet. At fifteen years old, Casper had his first experience of handling fire. Ever since he learned to control it, he would travel to the city to show his ability off, disguising it as the common street performance. With so much practice, he became confident with his abilities. He later realized how he still knew little about his pyrokinesis when he became involved in a school incident that led to several consequences that authorities were unable to explain. After that, he put an end to the use of any fire manipulation. A year later, he was called into the zodiac program.
"We'll be the first savages so we get all the stuff first, and chase everyone out." Casper could barely believe what he was doing. He probably did more socializing in a few minutes than he did for the whole of last year. Suddenly, he felt more worried about getting too close to Faeya. I wouldn't let it happen though, he reassured himself nervously. This is just today. It's the weather. Tomorrow, she probably won't even notice me passing by.

"I just hope this 'teacher badge' chick isn't all cheery and preppy. It would kill my cheery!"

Though her sarcasm was a little amusing, Casper didn't know how he would react to that, so instead, he just focused on his cigarette again. He pretended that it was his little shield. It would save him from getting attached to this girl. Kid stuff. After a few seconds, he watched her when she smiled at him but he forgot to smile back. He killed the cigarette filter on the wall beside him then gave her a nod.

"Let's go then." He glanced over to the direction of the cafeteria, waiting for her to move first.
Tom watched as the sword guy calls the back of the truck. He knew he wasn't an expert like that guy, but he had a good swing. For now, it would be enough. It's not like he had time to practice hitting dead people down. He followed them to the truck, and decided to talk for the first time to the ones who came last.

"I'm going with you guys, that okay?" He called out to the girls, Charlie and Danielle. "I'll be on the truck bed as well."

He grabbed the golf club from his backpack and smiled. "Tomlin, by the way."
Casper didn't know what he was expecting. Maybe he thought she'd say something like getting her heart broken or something. A typical dramatic teenage girl would have said those. But rape and assault..he was admittedly shocked. Clearly Faeya wasn't the typical type. It bothered him when he wondered what could have made her fear that specifically, that it makes her feel the need to avoid guys. He wasn't able to comment anything yet when she forced them to move on from what she said. Casper decided he would let it slide off for now if she doesn't want to talk about it. But he'll remember it. Then suddenly, a voice echoed throughout the halls. It was the PA system, but the voice was clearly a student. Apparently there were even more of them, and someone decided to gather in the cafeteria. Casper got curious on who else was here, but he didn't bother saying that.

"Yeah, obviously they haven't read The Lord of the Flies, leaving some kids in school without adults? We'll end up savages," he said with a grin. "So you wanna go there? Be savages?"
Casper couldn't help but laugh a bit. "You scare them?" He nodded, leaving a half smile on his face, but didn't make another comment. "It's much better to be feared than to be afraid." With that, he was a little surprised on how she suddenly said that. She was probably blurting out stuff without thinking. He raised an eyebrow curiously. Of course he knew how that felt. He wasn't afraid, but he did prefer being feared so he'd be left alone, and he'd be unattached. It was simple. He stared while she seemed to be off in her thoughts again, until she asked for his name.

"Casper's my name." It was a sentence that he hasn't said in a long time. Again, he felt a little more loose, more out of the water. Still, he wasn't sure whether that was a good thing or a bad thing. And then he added - "Than to be afraid...of what?"
Casper was tempted to disagree with her saying that she understood, but he figured it would be rude, maybe insensitive. Wow, I care about being rude now? He sighed, frustrated with himself. The way he was acting now was weird for him. It was probably the weather. When she smiled, he was relieved.

"I'm Faeya, by the way. Seeing as I never really told you my name before I just started harrassing you."

He nodded, a little grateful that she decided to introduce herself, and that he didn't have to ask. Now, half of his thoughts was screaming at himself, telling him to stop and run off and forget this Faeya girl, but the other half was getting excited. It had been a while since he had a conversation with a girl. Or have a girl say her name to him. Or even have a conversation this long with anyone, really. Right now he felt as if he got stuck under the ocean a couple of years ago or so, and then suddenly he was pulled up. And the quiet part of him wanted to go back to the stupid ocean. It was crazy.

Casper realized he had spaced out, and she had said some more things while he was stuck thinking. He took a breath and forced the will to compose himself again. "Oh - that's a cool name. Yeah." Chill. Chill. "They do? Why?"
Casper's gut told him to turn around and go home. The girl - he realized he didn't even know her name - she kept asking questions about him and that wasn't something he was used to. For him, the objective was to walk around everyday without catching anyone's eye. If it happened, scare them away. It was like a rule. But now someone was suddenly asking for everything, even about his parents. He exhaled a cloud of smoke before turning to her. He decided to answer the question - sort of. He couldn't understand why he didn't just tell the girl to leave him alone this time like he does with everyone. But he had already started to talk to her, so he might as well continue. She was right too. It might take a while before people notice that a couple of students weren't at home.

"You could say it like that, yeah," he replied calmly, noticing her looking straight at him. It was true, actually, if she meant that they have been ignoring him for his whole seventeen years and still never bothered to meet him. So there was that. Casper couldn't help but watch her carefully. Unlike him, the way she moved says a lot. He wondered what she was thinking about right now. Plenty of stuff, it seems.
Casper chuckled, because it was obvious how she was hiding her face when she started blushing. Things were getting amusing, at least. He put his back on the wall as well, and looked at her and shrugged. "Who knows if anyone would actually notice," he said with a tone that was completely negative. "And I had remedial classes. Completely useless ones too." Part of him wanted to ask her the same question out of curiosity, but he was better off pretending not to care. Instead, he took out another cigarette and lit it.
Casper ran his hand through his hair out of habit. Even after doing that, it flopped back into the mess on his head. He frowned when he thought that this girl was asking a lot of questions about himself. It scared him a little. He wasn't used to being given even this much attention.

"Well," he started. "It's really none of your business."

He folded his arms in front of him, and noticed how she was observing him as well. He did his best to look collected, but he was really beginning to get paranoid again. For all he knew, she was probably totally judging him in her mind. It was nothing, he knew didn't care, but couldn't stop wondering about what she thought. Casper tilted his head and thought of something to ask. "Aren't you going home any time now?"
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