Kyrisse

After the Asteroid-Closed

@FunnyGuy will have a post up for you later.

Final Fantasy: The Dark Days [Fantasy/Sci-Fi Adventure Interest Check!]

I'm interested too, if there's still room for one more.

After the Asteroid-Closed

Jae Park & Audrianna Kent

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Interacting with: @POOHEAD189

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Jae made sure to position the three of them a ways away from the bunker. He didn't really wanna cause any unnecessary fire to the only inhabitable place they had. At Ben's suggestion, he grinned. "That's actually a good idea. Although, I need to try and get the in control first before I try shooting fire at someone or something." He called up a particularly upbeat song in his head and began singing.

"난 널 보고 있지, 거울을 통해서 머리를 만지는 척 해..."

Audrianna raised an eyebrow. "You generate fire by singing?" she asked as she sat on a nearby boulder.

Jae laughed and shook his head. "No, I just wanted a song to dance to," he explained and was just about to continue singing when he paused, a look of wonder settling over his face. "Now that I think about it though... do you think that I can maybe breathe fire if I keep singing? That'd be cool."

Audrianna bursted out laughing, obviously comfortable conversing with the young Korean. "What? I don't even know what you can do, how am I supposed to answer that? But... Maybe you can. A lot of weird stuff has been happening to people. You might be able to do it. You should try."

"I should, right?" he looked from Audrianna to Ben, as if to ask both of them for encouragement.

Audrianna chuckled and nodded. "You really should. But let us see what you can do first."

Jae grinned and then nodded. He began singing and was soon dancing to his tune. The fire started as a spark that soon grew into a full fledged flame creeping up his legs then his torso, his arms and then his head, finally enveloping him. "Wow," he said, looking at his blazing hand. "Human torch, right?

The heat coming from Jae was immense that Audrianna had to move away from him. "Doesn't it... uh...burn you?" she asked worriedly.

"It does! I---" he kidded but stopped short when he saw Audrianna's worried face. "No, no, I'm just kidding. I'm sorry. That was a bad joke. I'm okay. Really," when Audrianna glared at him, he cleared his throat. "Uh... what can you do, Aud? Ben there has some nice moves and can probably flatten me into a pulp if he wanted to. I got this!" he gestured at himself, pretty proud of how he looked. He began dancing around more to bring his flames into a bigger inferno, meant to impress. He looked at Ben and grinned. "Dude, I think I can try shooting fireballs at you soon."

Still worried that her friend might hurt himself, she kept his eyes on him. "I can make force fields and p---"

"Aaaah!" Jae shouted as his flames blazed stronger and he began lifting off from the ground. "What do I do? What do I do?" he asked frantically.

"Turn it off!"

"I don't know how," he began patting his torso with his hands in a useless attempt to snuff out the flames that covered his entire body. But his movements only managed to fuel the fire more and he shot up straight into the sky.

"H-hey! Audriannnnnnnna, Beeee_{eeeeeeeeennnnn!!!!}"

Audrianna's head tilted up to follow Jae's trajectory. "Angle yourself down... no, horizontally... no... Oh, I don't know how to fly...." she called out in frustration. She watched Jae zoom across the sky before looking at Ben. "Uh... you think he can make it back? How will we find him now?"

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@Wick @Aeternum @RumikoOhara @Spinosaurus @alexfangtalon @Venku @December @FunnyGuy @King Tai @dabombjk

Vampires in the Shadows-closed

Darric Shadowforge

_@Wick

But the unrest among the vampires was something to note. Darric was a smart man, he never let something slip by without scrutinizing it and using it to his advantage. He walked into the shadows and a second later, a large wolf emerged from it, its gray eyes gleaming in the darkness. His ears perked up at the sounds around him and without wasting another second, he let his strong legs carry him to the edge of town and into the forest. He ran full speed into it, darting in and out of the trees until he got to a clearing. He looked up at the sliver of the moon peeking out from a blanket of clouds, raised his head and let out two successive, long howls.

It was time to call his wolves to him.

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Caius & Claudia

Darric may be a long way away from Alex's house but the twins heard his howl. Caius stood up from his position on the couch beside Gabriel, walked over to a window and remained still. Even though he was not in wolf form, he knew Darric's call well. And he was calling all the wolves of the Crimson Keepers to him.

Claudia, caught up in the throes of passion, heard the wolf howl but ignored it. She continued moving against Alex, each kiss, each thrust of their hips making her want him more. As they both reached their peak, she laid back on the bed panting. But she wanted more, a whole lot more. But before she could act on her desires, Alex seemed distracted by the arrival of his children. Sprawled on the bed, soaked in both hers and Alex's sweat, she watched him put his pants on and walk out of the room. Sighing as the door closed behind him, she stretched and yawned, already planning on dragging her mate back into more lovemaking as soon as he walked back into the room.

Another howl echoed in the night.

Caius looked at Gabriel, who was staring straight at him, obviously having heard the howl himself but was too young to understand what it meant. Caius smiled in reassurance and instructed the boy to continue watching TV and to stay where he was. When the boy nodded and turned his attention back to the cartoons he was watching, Caius made his way to Claudia's room, passing by Alex who was on his way to probably welcome home the two vampires that had just walked into the house. He knocked on the door. "You better not be naked anymore," he called out through the door.

The moment Claudia heard the second howl, she was on her feet and by the window, not really minding that she was still stark naked. Strangely, despite never being in a pack before, she knew what the howl meant. It was an alpha's call to his wolves. And she knew that it was Darric howling. Perhaps it was her strong connection to Caius? Or did it mean that she really belonged to their pack? There was a knock followed by Caius' muffled voice from the other side of the door. Blinking, she hurried to put on her clothes that were strewn all over the floor and was clothed just in time for Caius to walk in.

"Darric is calling," he said, straight to the point.

"I heard," Claudia replied.

"I need to go."

"I think I need to go too."

Caius raised an eyebrow but didn't seem to have any objections to it. "Is it okay to leave your little boy with your vampire? We can't bring him with us. At least not yet." he asked, obviously worrying about the well being of the little wolf.

"Alex is his father now. They'll be fine together," Claudia replied with confidence.

Caius nodded. "If you're sure, then let's get going."

Where hearts lie

@Caits

Caius was just finishing up his own dessert when Callie pushed her dessert plate towards him. He raised an eyebrow at her, looked at it, shrugged, pulled it closer to him and began digging into it. There was really no sense in wasting food. Especially food Silas prepared. Besides, if they left it there, it would just magically disappear to wherever Silas sent unfinished food to. And that would be a shame. He happily finished off the delectable chocolate and raspberry treat, not really worrying about gaining weight like most people seem to worry about. The amount of energy he expended running around in his wolf form was enough to keep him fit and burn all unwanted fat and sugar. "We can go out, get your herbs and then just hunt down Uncle Silas again later and stay in his little world. I definitely wouldn't mind the good food," he said in between bites.

He finished the dessert in a matter of minute and then looked up at Callie. He blinked when he found her staring at him with a smile on her face. "A penny for your thoughts."

unveiling the shadows -Open, and accepting characters

I'll get a post up soon. If not tonight then tomorrow. ^_^ Sorry for the inactivity.

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Fangirling

Lily | Siena

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𝕊𝕖𝕡𝕥. 𝟛, 𝟚𝟘𝟚𝟘 / / 𝕌𝕊𝔸ℝ𝕀𝕃ℕ 𝔼𝕒𝕤𝕥 / / 𝟚𝟚𝟙𝟝

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She was alone again.

It didn't matter that there were other students in the truck with her (ah, so familiar. Twice in just as many days, wasn't it?), she was alone. Siena had never really done well being truly alone. No Marcus, no Maya. Just her and the high tide as her heart stampeded like a violent elephant. Softly, the child sighed to herself, fingers pressed tight against the cover of the sole paper-and-ink book brought with her. It was a minor comfort, but it was better than being left without the safety of the lightly aged papers.

The ride back was long and largely quiet, bar for a remark or two and the sound of the ground passing beneath t hem.

If only quiet was a state that existed for Siena's mind. Her head was still reeling, a mixture of vivid flashbacks and sickening churning failing to clear the state. She remained silent, withdrawn in her own thoughts even when the girl was herded none too gently into a long room. Many of them were moved like cattle into beds to have their injuries treated, but Siena found herself placed into what resembled a child's corner. Between the comics and the television, most people would have been able to keep themselves distracted, but Siena let herself get trapped in her own head, trying to no avail to assign the emotions to the person that they belonged with, steely eyes focused on nothing in particular--it probably looked like she was contemplating the existence of the wall to anyone around her.

It wasn't until Benediction came sweeping in like the magnificent butterfly he was that Siena was snapped out of her stupor. It took a bit of time for the brunette to realize exactly what she was looking at--he was actually there. It wasn't like Prism the other night, nothing but blasts, a threat, and a lifetime away. Benediction was there and present in the flesh...and he was healing them. Siena could feel her breath catch in the back of her throat, expression a mixture of starstruck and thrilled. Now that was something to update the blog about.

But just as suddenly as Benediction appeared, he left. Siena got to her feet as though the chair had burned her, the nurse barely clearing the group of students before the brunette was moving to see where Benediction had gone. There was no better source of material than an actual Precursor, after all.

Having successfully making it out of the door and avoiding any more walls, Lily looked left and right, trying to figure out where the Precursor headed off to. Silently, she reviewed what she knew about Benediction to prevent her mind from being occupied yet again by faceless people. Benediction, the Precursor that had the miraculous power of healing... similar to hers, in a way... Well, it's actually not similar at all, she corrected herself and let her thoughts drift to exactly what she can do as she randomly chose a direction to head towards. Can it be called healing? I can remove injuries...so that counts as healing right? But then..." her train of thought turned a corner and into that feeling of wanting to make others feel her pain. That invasive and malicious intent.

Wait. No, no," she tried to clear the thoughts out of her head as she almost ran into a girl staring towards the direction she was headed to, awe apparent on her face. She looked up and remembered that she was following after someone. Sebastian, the name involuntarily popped into her head. Sebastian? No... Benediction. His name is... she furrowed her brow, trying to remember what it was that she had read about the Precursor before. A bright smile settled over her lips when she was able to remember. Renard M...Malveaux. Benediction. Healer. Very handsome and... stingy. She blinked. Stingy? Was that how he really was? It'll be sad if he was. Well, I suppose if I'm fast enough, I'll be able to catch up and see for myself. Her footsteps quickened as he hurried towards the direction everyone seemed to be gawking at.

Siena had to make a few quick guesses to try and catch sight of the Precursor again, catching sight of a familiar blonde girl as she moved. Blinking, Siena gave a weak smile. "Are you looking for Benediction too?" Not that there wouldn't be others trying to mill about the Precursor, but it was nice to know that she wasn't alone in wanting to know more. Scanning the area, Siena caught sight of the man and gave a small nod of her head in his general direction, her feet taking her after the Precursor, her eyes only breaking their line of sight every so often to glance behind to see if Lily really was looking for Benediction.

Lily looked up at Siena and recognized her as one of her team mates. She was glad to see that she was unharmed. Oh, wait. Of course she would be if Benediction worked his magic... And if he did, then that's proof that he's really nice. Unless...unless he was just ordered to. Then, that'd mean that he's really not that nice of a person and... derailed again, she stopped and then turned her thoughts back to her team mate. It's nice that I'm not alone in following after him, she thought pleasantly and then realized belatedly that she had not answered the girl's question. She opened her mouth to say something but promptly closed it again when she noticed that Siena's attention was no longer on her and had started to walk away. She stood there for a moment, wondering if she should follow or just turn around and maybe go get something to eat. Her thoughts immediately became a confusing mix of food and strange dreams.

She was just about to turn away when Siena turned back to her. All thoughts in her head flew out as she made a split second decision to continue on with her original plan. With a grin, she jogged towards Siena and nodded her head. "Benediction. Yes. I wanted to see him up close," she said in an excited to as she stood on tiptoe and craned her neck, her short height obviously putting her at a disadvantage.

A sense of camraderie blossomed through the cracks that Benediction had formed in the thick slab of negativity that had been carefully cemented over the remainder of Siena's feelings. It was different from what she felt towards her servants--how could you feel the same about anyone comparatively?--but it wasn't unpleasant. "Heh...I've always wanted to see the Precursors. I didn't think we'd see them here though." Then again, Siena had thought that the Precursors were too important and too busy to be bothered with younger subnaturals being hoarded away into USARILN East, but apparently she was wrong.

Lily looked at Siena and nodded her head vigorously. "Me too, me too!" she exclaimed excitedly as she continued craning her neck. "He must be so cool, having a great power. And he must be preeeetty important to everyone," she gestured a little irritatedly at the multitudes of guards. "I think I can understand why he needs a lot of guards to watch over him but you'd think they'd just step aside for a bit so that we can catch a glimpse of him,"

Following after Benediction, Siena almost felt like she and Lily were on a covert mission, though it was hardly anything of the sort, given that there was hardly anyone that tried to be subtle about the fact that they were milling near Benediction. Starstruck as Siena was, she couldn't help but notice that...well, there was something about the man. She paused, her gaze fixed on what he was doing when he passed by the reflective surface of a window.

Was...was he preening himself?

With her brow furrowed, Siena couldn't help but stare. Certainly, there had been rumors after she went digging for research, but she hadn't wanted to believe that such a powerful healer could be so vain. "Unbelievable..."

"It's not as if we're gonna jump him or anything, right? I..." Lily was finally able to catch a glimpse of Benediction almost the same time as Siena did and her words trailed off. She stared at the Precursor, an awed look was on her face despite the things she read about him online. She jumped several times so that she can see him over the shoulders of the guards and the other people mulling around and was thoroughly disappointed when he disappeared into a door. An elated look crossed her face before she turned to Siena. "Wow. He looked so handsome and cool and..." Golden hair and golden eyes similar to hers flashed through her mind. He was handsome too. Perhaps even equally handsome as Benediction. "...he looks like Sebastian..." she said wonderingly. She stood there, looking distracted for a few seconds before she snapped out of it, the short lucid moment gone.

"Sebastian..." she repeated the name, a frown curving her lips down. Who is Sebastian? the question echoed in her head. She looked at Siena. "Do you know who Sebastian is?" she asked with a confused tone in her voice, her mood dipping down abruptly.

Something close to a smile crossed Siena's face as she glanced at Lily's attempts to get a better look at Benediction. Had she been more confident in her abilities to walk while doing so, the brunette would have offered to hold the blonde up for a better view. Eventually, the healer moved to an area with a number of guards--guards that didn't look like they were going to let any of the Benediction fanclub follow him further. A wave of disappointment crashed against Siena as she watched Benediction disappear behind the door. Turning to face her companion, Siena gave a faint smile. Well, Benediction did have a certain level of attractiveness, that was true. It was not until Lily asked about Sebastian that the brunette paused, her own smile fading. "Sebastian? I...I'm sorry, I don't think I know who that is..." Guilt traced over Siena's heart, defying her rationalization that it wasn't her fault.

"If I hear of a Sebastian, I can always let you know," Siena claimed. "I guess for now, we should go before these guards think we're up to something."

Lily frown stayed on her face. Who was Sebastian? Why does his name keep popping up in her head? Maybe someone from my past? Maybe I can do a search or something? Find out whatever I can about him... She looked at Siena and nodded her head, a little downcast this time around. "Thanks," was all she said before she glanced towards the guards. "Yeah, we might end up getting thrown in jail or something just for trying to get a good look," she said a little dejectedly. "I'll see you around, Siena," the golden haired girl muttered before she turned and walked away, her shoulder hunched forward.

OOC

Lily catch up post to come after the GM posts. Been busy lately so wasn't able to write much.

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Callan | Lily | Angel

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𝕊𝕖𝕡𝕥. 𝟛, 𝟚𝟘𝟚𝟘 / / 𝕌𝕊𝔸ℝ𝕀𝕃ℕ 𝔼𝕒𝕤𝕥 / / ℍ𝕠𝕤𝕡𝕚𝕥𝕒𝕝 𝔹𝕦𝕚𝕝𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 ℂ / / 𝟚𝟚𝟙𝟝

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_{Collab with @Baklava@Kyrisse@Riffus Maximus}

Everything else whizzed by in a blur. Emma slapping Shane, Lily passing out, the trucks, the stretchers, Shane passing out, Brent, the hospital.... Callan sat in the "entertainment" corner with her hair down and hood up, synching the gaping hole in the side of her hoodie with her hand. She'd noticed it on the way back and would have likely died of embarresment had that acidic blood splashed any higher. Her main concern, however, was Lily and Christmas. They seemed to be in the most critical condition. Under any other circumstances, she might've been all too happy to explore the numerous games and comic books-- but not now.

One hand in her pocket, she watched the numerous blood bags being attached to Christmas. Leaning up against the wall, she anxiously chewed on the cord attached to her collar. She watched as Lily was injected with some of his blood and as her injuries magically dissappeared. She watched as they patched up all the other injured students-- cleaning and bandaging cuts, ice for bruises, stuff for the nausea.

She felt another pang of isolation-- slightly different this time. All these people were so fragile. The doctors, the nurses, her roommates, teammates, classmates. Any of them could be killed so easily-- like Padma, the tall red head, or the two soldiers she hadn't even noticed until what was left of them was scooped into bags and carried away. That gorey sight still nawed at her from its designated spot in the back of her mind. She'd never given much thought to the miracle that was her existence in a world that was so dangerous. As she attempted to ponder it, however, she had to remind herself that this sort of thinking really didn't suite her. She was asking for a headache and she knew it.

"Psalms chapter 116, verse 15."

She remembered the voice of her teacher from bible study. That lesson had been the same week she'd looked in the mirror and seen that mark on her cheek-- stark white against her caramel skin. Another life. Then everything had gone to hell.

"Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of his saints. What does this mean exactly? Why does He consider that precious?"

Callan joined the class in their blank, expectant stares-- opting to lean on top her open bible, which definitely wasn't on the right page. Arms folded she chewed the cord to the same hoodie she was currently wearing-- forcing herself to stay awake. She felt like she owed that much. Anyway, it was Monday night and class participation hadn't been much of a priority for anyone-- least of all Callan. In fact, this was the only part of the entire lesson she remembered from that day.

"Well, first of all it's because he "seeth not as man seeth." He doesn't judge by appearance. He always sees things as they really are. We need to remember that he uses the infinite scale of eternity when deciding whether or not it's our time. We can't possibly know all the reasons why certain things happen, but we do know that when we die, we're delivered from evil--"

Callan dropped the cord from between her teeth and sighed harshly, forcing the memory away. She withdrew her hand from her pocket to grip the bridge of her nose. What was all that supposed to make her think? That Padma, that girl, and those soldiers were lucky? Delivered from evil? That she shouldn't be sad or upset? They weren't lucky-- they were dead. Gone. It wasn't okay. It didn't make sense. She didn't understand. More people were going to die. Would it ever stop?

"Any questions?"

She wished she'd thought to ask then.

The darkness that claimed Lily was not empty for long. Faceless people appeared one by one. Some were pointing an accusing finger at her, others were laughing and some were just standing around staring at her. Were they there to mock her? Because she didn't know who she was and where she came from? She felt anger surge through her. Was it her fault not being able to remember? She glared at them. Who were they? What did they want?

For the longest time, they stood there, silent and daunting, watching Lily and making her feel like some sort of freak show. She wanted to shout at them, to tell them to go away. But a part of her felt like she was missing something, that staying there in front of this collection of faceless people would somehow fill in the gap.

From the crowd that had gathered, a tall, slender figure walked up to her, his face, like everyone else's, was hidden by a thick cloud. He was saying something. She could see the faint outline of his lips moving but no sound came from them. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't make out what he wanted to say. And then his lips curled up into a smile and he offered a hand to her. Should she take it? What would happen if she did? Would she finally be able to see his face, finally remember who he was and why she forgot him?

The scuffling of boots and sudden hush of the room drew Callan's attention to the door as it swung open and several soldiers walked in. Among them, a handsome man with dark clothes and black hair-- but that wasn't all he was. She knew that face in an instant. Benediction. Her jaw dropped and she felt frozen in place. He looked straight through her as he glanced around the room. In a flash of light and sudden feeling of mental relief, he was gone. Relieved was not how she'd say she felt about him leaving, though. Don't go, she wanted to say, Stay with us. We need you. Who knew when they'd all be fighting again? Without him, more people would die. Without him, four already had.

Lily reached out her hand toward the boy's hand. But as she did, he seemed to move farther away. Did he take a step back? Lily took a step forward and reached out again. All she could touch was air. Lily furrowed her brow and reached out a little more. But no matter how many times she tried she couldn't seem to reach him. His smile wavered, taking on a mocking look. She hesitated but she kept on reaching forward. Just a couple of inches more and her fingers will touch his.

She felt a hand on her shoulder and jolted her awake.

"Thank you, for everything you have done."

Lily opened her eyes, blinking at the bright light. The faceless people that plagued her mind replaced by Angelique. She looked at the black haired girl, vaguely remembering how she had gestured towards a small group of people. People who had injuries... Memories of the moment before she fell unconscious flooded her mind and she reached down and patted herself, looking for the injuries that she had taken. When she didn't feel any pain, she slowly sat up and looked around. "Hospital..." she murmured. How did she get there? She looked at Angelique again. "Are you okay?" she asked in a confused tone and then scanned the room again, looking for specific people. Her team mates. Callan, Marcus, Grant, Siena, P--- She paused at the thought of the deceased and instead, replaced her with the pink haired boy. That pink haired boy. The one that made the crystals. Was he okay?

"I'm okay. We all are, thanks to that Precursor, I guess..." Angélique replied to Lilianna.

Angelique mentioning a Precursor didn't quite register to Lily as she looked to the bed beside hers. That boy whose blood she drank... She could taste it all over again and she shuddered. She vowed to avoid doing that in the future. She was afraid that she might have drained him too much despite only having a single shot. Expecting to see a pale, perhaps bloodless boy, she sighed in relief when she saw that he looked well enough and appeared to be sleeping.

Callan released the breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding and shook her head in disbelief. Of course she couldn't ask someone like that to stay with them. By the way he'd looked at his watch, he had more important things to do. She was so enthralled by seeing one of her childhood hearoes, she almost didn't notice Lily sitting up-- finally awake. A girl with black hair and shades was already there with a comforting hand on the short blonde's shoulder.

Her eyes lit up and a wide smile spread across her lips. Now that was relief. Callan lowered her hood and rushed forward to see Lily, stepping over the mess of fluids on the floor. "Hey-- you're up!" she stood a step away from the two--displays of comfort weren't really her forte and Shades seemed to have it covered.

"Uh," she decided she should probably say something else. Of course she was up. Bene-fucking-diction had just been here. "Thanks for healing me back there."

Lily looked towards Callan and grinned, the realization that nothing hurts obviously putting her in a good mood and chasing away thoughts of faceless people. "You're okay, SuperCal. I'm glad," she nodded her head enthusiastically and gave Angelique a grin as well. "And me too," she patted herself again, making sure that nothing really hurts. Her clothes were still torn and bloody but there were no wounds anywhere. She gestured towards Christmas' bed. "His blood works wonders," she said, obviously unaware that Benediction had come and gone. "Not that I wanna drink any of it again," she wrinkled her nose in distaste.

SuperCal? She smiled at that. It was nice to see that Lily was okay-- more than okay even. She almost found her sudden burst of energy a little overwhelming. Her smile faded when she realized Lily had no idea that Benediction was the reason she was healed so well.

"Oh man," she gawked, "You missed it. Benediction was here! He healed everybody just now!" She found that she was the one speaking a little too enthusiastically now. Even after witnessing the Precursor's tangibly salty attitude first hand, she couldn't help but be amazed by how easily he'd just healed an entire room of people.

Lily looked at Callan. "Benediction..." she repeated and then looked around. Of course.That was why no one else was in the hospital. The Healing Precursor had come and healed everyone, including her and the boy with the blue ribbon on the next bed. Having never encountered Benediction or any other Precursors, she wondered if he was a nice guy. He had a miraculous power, after all. She wiggled herself off the bed and onto her feet. "Where did he go? Maybe I can still catch him," her eyes were big as saucers as she stared expectantly at Cal.

Callan stared back in surprise, slightly dumbfounded by Lily's question. "Y-you're gonna follow him?" The thought hadn't even occured to her. "I don't know... he went out the door just a minute ago...."

Lily nodded, bouncing on the balls of her feet. "Yep, yep. Wouldn't it be nice seeing a Precursor up close? It's unfair that I was still asleep when he passed by," she said in an as-a-matter-of-fact tone. As soon as Callan told her where he went, she made a beeline for the exit. Halfway there, she turned back around and looked expectantly at both Callan and Angelique. "Did you two wanna come along?" she asked.

Callan shook her head instantly. The Precursor hadn't seemed too thrilled to be there in the first place and she didn't want to make him mad by wasting his time somehow. "I, uh... I think I'm gonna head back to my dorm now actually," she said, more tightly twisting the side of her hoodie in her hand-- meeting a Precursor. Why did that thought make her feel so anxious? "Let me know how it goes though... if you find him."

Angel has listened to the two now talking about the Precursor who had showed up and healed everyone in this very room with a simple flick of his hand. While she was indeed curious about the reason behind the visit of this walking miracle, she wasn't as enthusiastic as the two others girls about these people who were considered almost close to being living gods. Still, while her opinions were tainted by her experiences, she still respected their seeming admiration for the Precursors.

Shakind her head negatively, Angel waved a dismissive hand at Lily's offer. "I'll pass..."

Lily nodded as she continued walking towards the door, her attention still on the two girls. "Okay. Thank you for..." she paused, trying to think of how best to put her thoughts into words. Did they wait for her to wake up or were they just there by coincidence? Thinking that it didn't really matter and appreciating them being there all the same, she continued. "...for watching me wake up," she flashed them a grin before turning back to where she was headed. She stopped in her tracks, just in time before she crashed onto a wall. She blinked, scratched her head and then headed towards the right direction, muttering about why a wall was suddenly there.

Returning her smile, which melted into a concerned grimace as Lily almost walked into a wall, Callan briefly wondered if she was going to be alright. She shook off the concern in favor of the thought of a nice hot shower and her warm bed. Stifling a yawn, followed by an awkward sigh, she spoke to Shades. "Er... goodnight! she called out, making a very fast paced beeline for the door-- sprinting into the night as soon as she was outside. Of course, this probably wasn't the best way to avoid that uncomfortable occurance of saying goodbye and walking side in the same direction, but she was eager to be alone. As much as she liked her roommates so far and as much as they probably wouldn't bother her, she didn't know them well enough. They were still the equivalent of company just by being in the same room. Slowling to a walk, she filled her lungs with the crisp night air.

Watching the two former members of Blue Team leaving the hospital room, Angélique offered a short aknowledging nod to the aquamarine-haired tan girl who had left her with a simple goodnight. It was finally her time to leave this place, she figured, already having extended her stay way longer than how she would've liked. Glancing over the bed where the blond-haired healer was lying in, she sighed softly, muttering "Goodnight." before exiting through the room's door as well.

After the Asteroid-Closed

I'll have a post up tomorrow. ^_^

𝓣𝓗𝓔 𝓓𝓤𝓢𝓣: A Comprehensive, Metahuman, Open world adventure.

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