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@Omega Man Does it have to be the same person, or just someone with the same powers and name etc? Like a legacy.
I'm thinking speedster. But being future and intergalactic brings so many options.
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Wha? I jus woke up

Yeah, I'm here. I don't have a character idea yet, though.
@Letter Bee

I am interested. Do characters start with keyblades, and should we add that to the cs at all?
Cassandra

@Achronum

"Now that," Cassandra muttered, raising a hand in a finger crossbow gesture, "I can do."

A small flaim appeared at the end of her extended finger, wavering unevenly as it grew. It licked backwards and touched her finger, hand and wrist, leaving black patches here and there. Holding up this "weapon," she backed with the other girls(and guy) to the door.

At the door, the fire now the size of a softball, Cassandra dropped her finger dramatically and said, "Twang," in a quiet, flat voice. The ball of fire shot toward the oil soaked torture devices, but Cassandra, ever the order-follower, wasted no time looking back at it, and was sprinting with the rest of them toward the forest.
I may be interested.

What's the tech level?


Cassandra


These older students were showing some real magic, and Cassandra was suddenly excited. Could they teach her that? So far everyone she had made friends(or she thought of them as friends) with was a new student like her. If she could ingratiate herself into this older group…

Cassandra followed directions with a silent nod, and moved on the balls of her feet into the second bedroom. She had to flip on a light in the windowless room, but didn't break stride as she surveyed the room. She found the closet to be a likely place, and went there first. The whole situation was suddenly a lot less fun. There was a selection of chains and manacles hanging among the clothes. Cassandra found herself hot all over, and she pulled them down, heedless of the clanking.

With chains draped over her shoulders, she made her way to the bed, checking under it. Just dust bunnies, but Cassandra pulled the covers off the bed, dragging her along to her next stop. The dresser, first drawer was socks and panties. Cassandra pulled the entire drawer and tossed it onto the naked bed, scattering underthings across the room. With the top drawer out, she could see right into the next one. It was neatly organized, a series of collars for all occasions, each with a matching leash, rolled into a tight coil. There was an item Cassandra had never seen, but guessed it was meant to keep someone's mouth shut. A gag, she supposed. Again, Cassandra pulled the entire drawer, and carried it with her as she turned about.

Cassandra stormed into the living room, throwing the drawer onto the floor, followed by the blanket from the bed, and lastly she let the chains fall off her shoulders. After a moment of thought, Cassandra bent down to one of the steel manacles, undid the clip to the chain, and slipped it around her own bicep(as her wrist was too small).

"Okay," she growled, low voice but clearly furious, "When do we burn this shit to the ground?"


Cassandra

@Achronum

Cassandra thought it was rather odd that they seemed to want her, a complete stranger, in on this scheme so darn badly. Could it be some kind of trick? But if so, from whom and to what end? Cassandra had no enemies that she knew of, and she reasoned that anyone who would want to harm her just for being a mage wouldn't bother with such an unlikely plan.

They hadn't invited her unsoliceted, after all. She had over heard them.

That just leaves the question of the insistence. Is it possible that they know she is a fire mage? It's not likely, and if they did that would be an even more suspicious sign. There could be tells, though. And really, if they weren't giving her a choice, she may as well enjoy herself.
"Okay. If we can hurt one abuser, and frame another, then I'm in. What do we do?"
Cassandra's eyes widened as words she didn't think erupted into her mind.

Mind mages. Or, at least one. What were you supposed to do to prevent your mind being read? Reciting nursury rhymes was a good basic defense, but it didn't allow you to keep actually thinking. She supposed there must be people like this around here, anyway. And it's not like she had any secrets.

The events when the other princess had stormed the noble dorms flitted into her mind, followed by those few times she and Dominique had been alone together. Now if she could go burn his stuff, that'd be something.

"Yeah," she said finally, quietly. "Alright, I'm pretty good at fire. But how do we keep them from taking it out on their mages?"
Cassandra

@Achronum@Jade Blades

Cassandra sighed at her phone, dropping it back into her lap. So much had happened over the last couple of days and nights that the lack of activity felt a little strange. She supposed many would tell her she should enjoy it while it lasted, but those people didn't know Cassandra very well.

She hopped up off the porch, and placed her tea cup on the top step, all the way to the left so it wasn't in the way. Promising herself that she would pick it up on her way back in later, Cassandra walked down the drive, heading toward the Acadmy's bus stop. In town, she could stock up on some kitchen essentials, like energy drinks and poptarts. Though later she would likely have to rely on Amaris's funds, for now Cassandra had a small stipend from her father.

Head down and hands in the pockets of her joggers, Cassandra approached the stop silently. Her mind was on what flavor pastries she would buy, and she didn't immediately register the older students already standing by.

“Come on. We’ve got the keys to one of these human abuser’s dorms. We’re gonna go fuck up their shit. Ready to set some creepy crap on fire?”

The girl turned to head back toward dorms, and came face to face with Cassandra.

"Uh, human abusers?"
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