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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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I am only just now going home... work in less than 7 hours, sleep less than 5...
I think of all people, Caits should know where the switch is. You can even write that they all enter the bunker below just as the search team finds the building!

Flesh out the details all you want, my friend. I've got a full day of dancing today from 12 pm to 12 am. I'm not working at my job today, but this still feels like work haha.
"You don't think I'm trying?" said Gershwin, cursing through her teeth as she went all out trying not to hurt Cody.

In her state of fright and tension, she managed a nervous chuckle and spoke, trying to divert her attention:

"Funny how we're in this mess, right? heh. I still remember doing paperwork at the law, thinking that that was the most painful experience of my life. You know, how I accidentally pinched my fingers at the gap of a closing door, and how I then crushed the door knob and pulled the door away - I should have figured it out then that I was something different.

I just didn't think I would be.... a danger to pretty much all of human life."

She grunted, trying to fight her urges by slamming her fists to the wooden panel floor. She'd expected to feel the cold soil and earth, but her fists were met with a bizarre familiarity. There rang a metallic bang, and she looked down to see chrome under a layer of dirt.

"There's something under the floor. I think it's a bunker!" She got up, excited at this revelation. It was not struggle for them to find this building - it will surely be nothing for an experienced search team. But it's highly unlikely they knew that this place was a covert supply storage for world-war spies.

"Let's search for a switch or something"
One day when I get a few hours straight to write, I'll write out a whole novella for my twins. At this rate, the focus should be on our main characters first, but I can't wait for you to realize the relevance of these other two haha

Gershwin was sure all three of them were losing body temperature. Looking back to the two as she blindly guessed her way through the forest, she observed the two: Cody was regenerating all he could with the little energy he had, and Caits was surviving with about as much. Cody, despite being the more functional between the two, could not shield himself from the freezing temperatures. Snow was gathering on Caits, piling on her lap as they managed through the uneven ground.

Gershwin turned around and stopped. The three halted in their run as they listened. Through the howling gales of the icy winds, they could hear propellers in the distance. They had to keep going, and fast.

She noticed that the longer they stayed out in the winds, the more she started to emit a red glow. Yes, she admitted to herself, it hurt. The sharp shards of ice could tear skin at these speeds but she pushed through. She slowly started feeling her temptations to break out. Her corneas were scratched as well and she now only saw in red. She controlled herself, so as to gain confidence from the other two, but she was afraid.

At last, Gershwin thought she found something. In the white background in the distance ahead, a formation stood strong against the gusts of snow. Its rectangular shape showed it was a small logger's shed. If it was abandoned, they could stay in there for as long as they wanted until the snow died down. If it was still occupied... perhaps they could be reasoned with.

She rushed to the wall and reached for the door knob. At this point, her whole right arm was glowing red and with Herculean strength, she crunched the metal lock and pushed the frozen door in. She rushed them inside and shut the door behind them.

Her eyes did not need to adjust to the darker shade of light in the room. The windows were covered with snow that obstructed much of the light. It was a camp layout inside, with a sofa and bookcase near the East wall. To the left was a fireplace with no firewood, a radio that was taken apart and its bits laid out on the worktable, and a giant carpet that covered the floor in front of them. Strangely enough, however, the room was fairly warm and cozy.

The next second came, and Gershwin panicked. The helicopters flew above them. With inference from the Doppler Effect, the distancing sounds meant that the search team - it was obviously a search team for them - was heading to the village they had just escaped from. They had not been long before they found this shed. The only thing that the three of them could depend on now was that the search team would not be able to find the building with the low visibility outside.

Gershwin fell to the floor and was fighting with herself. Apart from Cody's light, she shone brightly as well. Part of her wanted to stay away and hide forever - part of her wanted to rip off the search team's stomaches and feed them to each other.
I wrote us some leverage. Viccar's part takes place 10 minutes into the future of the event Cody started. We'll be long gone before anyone sent by Maria came and tried to find them!

That's some good writing!

Let's hope Cody's light can give warmth, because a snowstorm's picking up.
"What power..." Andjela spoke under her icy breath in the blowing winds. With her condition at the moment, there was no chance of winning. Her best bet was to retreat, await further command, and arm herself. She crawled away before getting up and disguising herself, disappearing into the white background of the snowy village.

Meanwhile, the display of anomalous powers is going to attract all the attention of any nearby. With the people managing their escape, and the three walking out of the breaking building safely, it is time to move again.

"Guys, we need to go. I'll try and find us a way somewhere," Gershwin remarked as they exited the building. Unfortunately, with the snow winds picking up, and their insufficient amount of warm clothing, this was going to be dangerous.

"Follow me."

Gershwin tugged and helped Cody to carry Agent Caits. Perhaps there was a way through the small forest. She eyed her surroundings; the people were watching. She doubted they really knew what was going on, but it was best to not be seen, and worse, be the blame for all this.




Viccar picked up on a notification 10 minutes after the fact of a strange event that occurred in the southern part of Russia. Light shone immensely and curiously in a building that was up until that point burning. He rapped on Miss Jordan's door excitedly before entering:

"I think we found them."
Make each reply as detailed of a response as possible! I'd prefer if the post wasn't: "then they escaped the fire" - if you get what I mean! :)

There will be an intervention with Andjela - an important event. Don't worry! I'll figure it out along the way while you lead
Andjela rolled out of the way of the incendiary grenade. The blast caused enough damage to break through the walls bordering the hallway and the kitchen in which Andjela had rolled into. Furthermore, flames were now creeping, burning down the staircase above the lower stairway where the three targets were. Never-mind that Cody was being careful as to not bring down the building; it was already happening.

Andjela decided best to re-position herself outside of the house that was not slowly being consumed by fire from within. The residents who heard the initial blast were paralyzed with shock, debating whether to jump out of their windows albeit their rickety old age and weak bodies, or to accept their fate and be cremated.

Andjela is seated outside, waiting, admiring the fire from a distance, white clothes against the white snow. Perhaps she did not even need to break a sweat to take them out.
:) I understand!

My gosh the weather is so sporadic here. Fairly hot, fairly cool. Can't wait for it to be winter already hahah
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