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- A Linguistics major at the Chinese University of Hong Kong, specializing in multilingual acquisition and education

- A simultaneous, functional trilingual of Cantonese, English, and Tagalog - now learning Mandarin and Hong Kong Sign Language

- A bookworm, preferring science fiction and science-fantasy. Brandon Sanderson is a god

- A dancer, dabbling in Hip Hop, Jazz Funk, and Ballroom Dancing

- A pathetic excuse of a polymath, with interests in engineering, physics, chemistry, environmental science, politics, history, anthropology, law, and Art

- A dabbler in learning the guzheng and basketball

- A music enthusiast who will literally listen to anything

I'm too busy for my own good. LOL

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Good luck :D
Sleeping at your desk does not sound good :(
:p haha it's fine

I'd egoistically thought I'd be kept there as like a Legacy kind of character. Sue Cassidy excelled above her classmates and graduated early, remember? hahaha
By the way, when I saw that I was removed from the character sheet roster on Academy of Heroes and Villains, my heart sunk a bit :p
Posted!

I didn't realize our characters were symbolic LOL
Cody’s light manipulation affected his immediate surroundings, entrapping the UNARM personnel in light prisons that burned on touch. Agent Dioxide tried to move towards Cody’s voice, but his outstretched, guiding hand seared against the bars made of intense light. He may have a slight burn horizontal on his palm now. He flinched back in pain. He struggled to keep still and not fall back to any of these light prisons. Even though the ambient light faded, it was still a blinding, uncomfortable state.

They were right: Cody O’Niel is a powerful anomaly. If light is his source of power, it may be possible that he is near omnipotence. When the entrapped heard him apologize, it was like a merciful god was present.

If Cody was God… what was Gershwin?

***

The lights seemed to seep into Gershwin’s room, she still holstered down in her reclined bed. Unfortunately for her, she could not provide any more protection to her eyes besides her thin eyelids against the bright light.

‘I. SAID. STOP.’


Her hands mightily broke free of their leather straps, and she reached for the rest of her restraints and tore them apart. Her eyes were blazing in pain but they no longer were blinded by the light.

This is it. This is her ability working through again.

Her eyes were still in pain, but her power is working through the pain. Her sight and strength were enhanced by the existence of her torturous pain.

With a hefty kick, she broke the door open, off its hinges, into the main room. If there was still any self-doubt that she was an anomaly, that was gone now. Her eyes glowed red, and her vision was a ruby-tint red.

Her posture was heavy and slouched. It was her fighting through the pain. Her breath was heavy, but her grip on the door frame pierced through the hard concrete wall.

With direct eye-contact to Cody, she spoke:

‘That shit hurts. Stop.

Hey!

Give me a few more days, just about done with my final assignment of my student life :D
We'll see.. hahaha

How've you been?
Good for you :)

I get friendzoned a lot...
:)

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Boyfriend, girlfriend, husband, wife? :o
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