MarshiestMallow

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

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Starter Post
Very first Job taken in this roleplay! "Please find this herb!" Taken by Sasha and Mayt
Rough beginning of Ragged Brotherhood
S class test
Magic Council
Edolas Edolas transport
Grand Magic Games
Beginning of Tenoru Island

Academy: A school for Heroes and Villains (open to all)

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Thracius Laufey and Svanna Laufey

Location: The Bifrost→ The Academy grounds
^{Interacting With: Each other, and Loki Laufey.}

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Letting his gaze roam over the bifrost, Thracius waited for it to be activated, so they could be sent down to Midgard. The bifrost wasn’t really impressive, at least not to Thracius. He imagined lesser beings would find it truly impressive, but to him it was just a means of getting from point A to point B. After what seemed like an eternity, the bifrost’s guardian, Heimdallr, activated the bifrost, placing a fairly impressive sword into the keyhole, and twisting it. Almost at once, lightening exploded from the top of the bifrost’s mechanism, soon encompassing the entirety of the bifrost’s mechanism. It began to turn, a mechanical clanking echoing around the chamber as it began to spin and settle itself into the right position.

A whirring sound joined the collection of noises, and before them a tunnel of twisting white and blue, the portal opening. Thracius made a move towards it, but the small chuckle from Heimadallr had him glancing back. In that moment, the guardian did something- Thracius couldn’t see what perhaps a slight twist or turn of the sword- and they were sucked through the portal. The tunnel between the two worlds open, they moved between them at a shocking speed the same white blue colour streaking past them and beyond that, space. Details were hard to make out at the speed they were going and as they continued to pick up speed they entered Midgard with a loud crack and a swishing sound.

There was no preparing for a landing, it was simply… crash. Thracius assumed a space had been set aside for the visiting Asgardians to minimise damage but if there hadn’t been he certainly didn’t care. Rising, he glanced about without concern, laying a hand on Fenrir’s back, the large gray wolf growling slightly. ”Not very impressive.” He said, his tone one of disinterest.

”Well, Thracius, it is an empty field.” Loki replied to his son, glancing about them to make sure no one was descending on them.

The pain shooting through her wrist was something she had never before experienced. Eyes shutting tightly at the piercing ache shooting through her arm, her body lain over the ground due to their landing, the tears that had already been flowing grew in intensity, causing Svanna to curl her body over, her arm pulled in tightly against her stomach, the beautiful material (covering only part of her body, and showing the majority) lightly caressing her flesh as she kept her hand pressed close.

It was nothing like she had imagined- was travel through the realms always so… rough..? Painful..? Not even but a whimper coming from the young Goddess, she once again opened her bright eyes, the tears streaming down her face now falling to the ground until a soft though rather familiar nudge against her shoulder caught her attention, causing her to lift head back up, her gaze rising until she was able to see fully the beautiful black stallion that stood protectively at her side. Reaching up, her arm wrapping around the neck of the creature in question, Svanna used his help to slowly bring herself back to her feet, her body once more moving closely in against that of the animal, taking that moment to try and calm her emotions as she shot a glance about the area they had landed in.

This was Midgard..? It seemed… different… more barren than how she had imagined it…

Frowning at his father’s response, Thracius ignored him for the moment turning his gaze to Svanna, seeing that she was hurt. While the landing had been somewhat uncomfortable, but he hadn’t expected any injury. ”Are you okay?” he asked her, stepping towards her, Fenrir turning with him although the wolf sniffed at the air, growling slowly still. Thracius wondered what he could smell but as long as he remained by his side, he wouldn’t be particularly worried.

”There will be healers at the school. I imagine it’s a necessity with the softness of the Midgardians.” Loki said in a condescending manner. ”I believe it’s that way.” Loki waved a hand absently.

Sparing their father a somewhat exasperated glance, Thracius glanced back to Svanna, ”Come on, I’ll help you up.” he said softly to her, ”You can ride in.”

Ride in..?

Gaze lingering on her brother’s figure a moment, Svanna glanced towards Sleipnir, watching the horse as he shook out his mane. He was magnificent… loyal from the moment her father had first given him to her. Lifting her uninjured hand, she gently placed it against the animal’s nose, her head nodding lightly to let her brother know that not only did she understand… but that she also agreed with what he was saying.

Satisfied, Thracius made a small sound, telling Fenrir to wait as he went to help Svanna onto Sleipnir. He was rather interested to see how the Midgardians would deal with the horse, Musing on that for a moment, he sought the easiest way to help her up. He grabbed her gently around the waist and lifted her atop the horse, not letting go until he was sure she was secure.

Once he was, he stepped back to Fenrir’s side, glancing in the direction their father had vaguely waved. ”Lets go.” May as well get it over with, and go see all the squishy Midgardians. Starting to walk, he lay a hand on the wolfs head.

Both legs resting to one side of the horse, her injured arm pressed in close against her stomach, Svanna let her tear-filled gaze follow the familiar figures of both her father and her brother, watching as they walked off in the direction the academy was supposed to be in before she moved to begin on her way, urging her horse to follow along behind the both of them as they led the way.

Thracius made sure that Svanna was following and that she was as well as could be. He stayed close as they walked towards the Academy over the grassy field. He couldn’t imagine what the Midgardians did with this field. What did they need something so large for? It seemed utterly pointless to him. ”At least there is plenty of room for Fenrir and Sleipnir to roam about.” He said after a few moments walking, gazing ahead for a moment at the buildings appearing, vague shapes for now.

He realised he kept on forgetting that Svanna couldn’t respond to him, and he sighed softly, Going to speak once more, he shook his head closing his mouth. He would have to work fast to free her from the silencer. He stayed silent as they continued to head towards the Academy. So far he wasn’t particularly impressed. It seemed rather basic, despite the large size.

Soon, as the buildings continued to grow more distinct and he could make out people, Thracius was slowing his pace. He already despised this place, and doubted there would be anything interesting for him. He sighed once more, glancing over the other students he could see. Was Soren here already, mingling with the Midgardian’s whose attention he seemed to crave? He really couldn’t see the appeal. They all seemed to be rather… weak.

”Rather unimpressive, don’t you think?”

Her brother’s voice sounded far… muffled, though she knew him to be close by her side. The pain in her wrist refusing to subside, however trying her best to not let it get to her, Svanna let her gaze wander, the sound of her horses hooves a natural thing as she looked about the changing scenery. Perhaps she had been wrong in her judgement when she had first believed the realm to be barren.

Lifting her attention to the buildings before her, she took a moment to look them over. They were imposing in their own way… though nowhere near as impressive as those she had grown up with in Asgard. Tearing her gaze from the buildings, she brought it back around to her brother, her eyes (still rather wet) meeting with his as she lifted her hand up, pointing towards the building in front of them with a questioning look upon her soft and beautiful features.

Thracius glanced to Svanna, once more making sure she was okay and frowning slightly at her questioning look. He glanced towards the building, which appeared to be an elegant but rather unimpressive style, slate gray rendering covering the outside. ”It seems to be. Oddly primitive.” he said in a slightly bored tone. He let his gaze slip from the buildings to those around them more than a little amused. Svanna, even muzzled, would have an effect on the Midgardians. Her natural- and powerful- beauty would no doubt affect the squishy and weak Midgards more so than the Asgardian’s. They wouldn’t be able to resist the allure she gave off without even trying.

It was a small defiance against their Uncle, one Thracius suspected he hadn’t considered. Why would he, when all he saw was the children of his mischievous and defiant brother? Thracius doubted that Thor saw them as individuals, but rather as pawns their father would use to do his bidding, now that the treaty was in effect.

If only he knew.

”Perhaps it won’t be so bad here after all, Svanna. As soon as I break you free of the Silencer, we can definitely have some fun.” Perhaps there would be a way to gain their Uncle’s trust, convince him that Svanna wouldn’t be a threat… or convince whoever he gave the key to that she wasn’t.

”Shall we continue?” He said, looking back to Svanna. ”And find someone to help your arm?” he suggested, wanting to get away from the crowding Midgardian’s that were causing Fenrir to growl deeply in his throat. ”I know it’s hard Svanna… “ He said softly, wanting to be able to break the Silencer now, ”But look! You have an effect on the Midgardian’s anyway!”

Her hand returning to its place against the horses neck, her eyes showing her confusion at his words, Svanna turned her head, her injured hand held delicately against her half-bare stomach as she glanced about at the Midgardian’s mulling around the courtyard around them, meeting their stares, unsure of what her brother meant with his words.

”Oh Svanna.” Thracius said a little exasperated, ”You can’t still be clueless of the effect you have on people. Most people don’t get worshiped wherever they go.” He said, shaking his head and nodding towards a few of the Midgardians, who already seemed to be vying for her attention.

He shook his head at their pathetic attempts, ”Well, leave them.” He said dismissing them completely, turning back to Svanna ”Let’s see who we can get to help you.” he said his tone softer with her, more caring then he had used in reference to the Midgardians.

He turned starting to walk once more, intent of making sure his sister was following, and would be okay. If Midgardian’s got in the way, he simply pushed past them, Fenrir a constant presence at his side.

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

Patrick (TimeLord)

Interacting with: Ferrin Astra @Crimson Raven

“Mr. As… F-Ferrin. Wait” Patrick struggled with how much more he could tell him. It didn’t take long to realise that maybe it didn’t matter. If his future was changed… did it matter if someone else knew of something that would never come to pass? He stepped towards Ferrin, still processing everything the man had told him. It did not stop him from catching up to the older man, and hugging him. “You did know me in my time, my future. As for knowing me right now… I doubt even my parents know I exist right now. But you know them.” He said softly, stepping back.

He did not seem concerned at the small lack of control of magic, seeming to not think there was any danger. Either he wasn’t worried, or he was keeping himself in control, showing that he wasn’t afraid. And he wasn’t.

“But I do know one thing. You would be a fine father, and you would have been to your child.” He said confidently, looking past Ferrin for a moment, down to where Phoenix Wing was. “I wish I could say there is someway to return you to your time, Mr. Astra. But… It took a massive amount of magic to bring me to this time. Perhaps the island has someway of returning you to your time. It has always lived outside of time.” He did not particularly want to give Ferrin false hope. “I can’t promise anything however... If there's a way to find out how your wife and child faired, I will find it however"

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

Jarvis frowned slightly. He didn’t really like the sounds of that, and after serving Royse, Jarvis said “You’ll have to excuse me. I’d prefer to go check up on her.” He said, and though he loathed to do it, said “Why don’t you go speak with Master Jamie? I could be gone a bit” He turned, and held out his hand as if expecting something to form there. Within seconds, a lacrima formed. The communication Lacrima glistened slightly, but otherwise seemed perfect. There was no marking to distinguish it, however Jarvis seemed confident that it was the communication Lacrima connected to Mithera’s.

He studied it a moment, and then it was a simple bit of magic to twist the lacrima slightly to gain Mithera’s location. Retrieving another lacrima, Jarvis squeezed it gently. The use of the teleportation lacrima was simple. A quick squeezing effect, and Jarvis found himself in what looked like… a restaurant. A little surprised, jarvis glanced about. Had the lacrima malfunctioned?

No… there was Mithera, leaning back in a chair. Ignoring someone calling out to him, Jarvis approached her, taking a seat and sitting down on the other side of the table. “If you wanted food Mithera, you know I’m happy to cook” He said pleasantly.

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It was rather nice to surprise Prince. It happened so rarely, if at all. Michael couldn’t believe his own boldness, and he ducked his head slightly sure his cheeks were hot enough to fry an egg on. Michael was well aware that the brief physical touch of his kiss would have given Prince a slight spark of his magic, but Michael didn’t mind that. He didn’t pull away from Prince, finding himself quite content with him. Of course, he knew if he did pull away Prince would still snuggle and cuddle him.

Not that Michael minded.

He had truly missed Prince, and he said without truly thinking “maybe later. Could be dangerous on the island” Before realising what he was saying. He blushed deeper, clearing his throat. “I… um… i… i-i’ve b-been trying t-t-to b-be more c-c-confident… “ Which was going splendid. “I g-guess I s-shouldn’t t-try”

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Patrick stayed silent, although there was an amused smile on his face as he regard Ferrin. “I thought you weren’t talking to me” He said, keeping his tone neutral as he continued to watch him. He soon sobered however, turning his gaze from Ferrin, out to the water once more. He let out a slow breath, contemplating how he should answer.

He decided with the truth.

“In my future Mr Astra… Phoenix Wing didn’t exist anymore. Whatever happened on the island… it led to the destruction of the guild. The survivors of the island, and those that didn’t go tried their best to combat the rising dark guilds, but they were outnumbers grossly. In my time, they didn’t have the alliance’s with the other guilds. I don’t know what it was, but I guess… I guess they just couldn’t hold it together.” He paused a moment, wondering how much he should tell Ferrin, but decided that the future would already be changed. What he’d go back to, Patrick didn’t know.

“When Master Jamie died… Sometimes I think she wished she’d died on the island with Master jarvis, but she still had something to fight for… When she died, I think that was it. I never did find out who killed her.” He paused again, realising he hadn’t answered Ferrin’s question.

“Phoenix Wing is a beacon in the darkness, Mr. Astra. Even when they were gone, people still had hope that it would rebuild. And that the dark guilds would be taken down. Perhaps it would have happened, but it wouldn’t have been the same without the Masters. The other guilds… They make that beacon brighter. Phoenix Wing is a good place, Mr. Astra. Whether you will be happy here or not is another story, and only one you can decided. In my time, you were a fighter. In my time, you were a beacon in your own right. In my time, I looked up to you. I cannot say whether you were happy or not, but I hope you were even just a little bit. I do not know what I will find when I go back. But… I think you could be happy here, if you gave it a chance. But you need closure and understanding first, don’t you?”

He turned back to look at Ferrin, tilting his head slightly. “Sometimes Mr Astra you just have to stop living in the past. Oddly enough, I think today we can both stop doing that”
@Crimson Raven @Silver Fox@Noodles@Burthstone

Academy: A school for Heroes and Villains (open to all)

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Evelina Lance-Vince

Location: Academy Grounds
^{Interacting with}: No one at the moment

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Evelina looked up at the wall, as if contemplating why it wasn’t a door. Dressed in leather, she made a small noise as she moved, reaching up to brush her long, blonde hair back from her face. She studied the wall for another moment or two, before pursing her lips and turning towards her mother. ”I think this is the wrong entrance, Mommy Dearest. After all, there isn’t even a gate” Amusement danced in her voice as she addressed her mother, smiling cheerfully. Sticking a lollipop in her mouth, she watched her mother a moment, ”Why, mother, it’s almost as if you want to give me a challenge. How nice of you, but… “ She grinned, sucking on the lollipop a moment, ”I’d prefer an actual challenge” She said with a small chuckle, before she took four quick running steps towards the wall.

Propelling herself up, Eve pushed herself as high as she could go, her feet landing against the wall for a fraction of a second, one hand pressed against it, before she propelled herself up again, her hands coming to grip the edge of the wall. She paused for a moment, before tensing slightly, and vaulting over the wall, landing smoothly and bending at the knees to take in the impact. Her laugh echoed all around her, "Parkour, Bitches" She said to no one as she stood up, smoothing away imaginary dust and crease, she bit down on the lollipop, making a rather pleasant crunching sound.

She waited for her mother to join her, glancing about her a bit. She had said goodbye to her father a couple of days ago. She didn't think she could do both of them at the same time. this was better. While her parents had stayed together a few years, Eve had been nearly a toddler when they split, and since then had spent most of her life traveling back and forth between them. If she had to say goodbye to them together... it might have gotten a bit messy. This was better. Or so she told herself.

It was better he wasn't here... She loved her father with all her heart, but this wasn't something he could understand. Being a super? Sometimes she could hardly believe it. And sometimes she thought that that was why her parents had split- her mother had had very specific ideas about how she was to be raised... less traditional.... In the end, she had been raised learning how to fight, and kick ass, as well as the normal, typical childhood things. She had learned to have a healthy tase of freedom, which to her meant making her own decisions, and not letting herself be controlled by anyone.

Glancing up as her mother leaped over the wall and joined her, "I'll see you later, then, Mum. I think I can make it to the front gate from here" She said, accepting the duffel her mother handed her, the backpack she wore on her back the only other thing she had. But it was more than enough. Eve had learned how to travel light and efficiently. Just because she'd spend longer at the school than her normal trips, didn't mean she had to lug half her room with her. Besides. There were... chances she'd gather more stuff. From admires. "I love you, Mum. I can handle myself. Go home. And make sure dad doesn't starve? He never did seem to get the hang of that cooking thing. Blew the microwave up the last time I was there!" She chuckled, rather shamelessly trying to manipulate both her parents, before nudging her other back toward the wall.

"Bye!" She watched her mother vault back over the wall, and then stood there a moment, before she glanced about her, thoughtful. She appeared to have landed in a garden, and a rather extensive one at that. She pursed her lips, before slinging the duffels strap over her shoulder and making her way towards what she hoped was the exit of the gardens. It seemed that a lot of the plants had just been put in, and yet, they were already budding and seemed to be thriving. Well, the brochure did say Pamela Isley was a teacher here, makes sense the plants would be thriving She thought to herself, finishing the lollipop, she chewed on the stick, humming to herself.

She shook her head after a moment, and began to jog across the gardens, settling into a easy rhythm that she could maintain for a long time. Her blonde hair, loose, moved with the breeze and without stopping she reached back and tied it up and started to run.

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

Patrick

Patrick chuckled, not annoyed in the slightest, instead he merely rocked back on his heels, watching Ferrin still. “Of course, you can drown in a teaspoon of water, Mr. Astra. Did you not know that?” He asked rather curiously, looking out over the water himself, before he said softly, “Many people prefer something else, instead of my company.” He sighed softly, turning his gaze to the sky, “So I do not blame you for wishing death, then my company”

He was silent for a few moments, “Merely wished to talk. I understand it is a troubling…. Adventure for you.” He said, his voice composed, as he looked back to Ferrin. “I can be kind, when I wish to be, Mr Astra.”

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Jarvis

“I do not believe you would have betrayed her, I was merely worried that something had happened to her” Jarvis said, keeping his tone even, he slipped the lacrima away, busying himself behind the counter. “Why did she send you on ahead, she could have travelled back with the lacrima as well” He said, simply concerned for one of his members.

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Jamie

Jamie watched Ariel and Ethel, sighing softly. That was going to be a mess to sort out, and it couldn’t have come at a worse time. If she’d been faster, could she have prevented this? Turning to Nolan at his concern, Jamie decided that she couldn’t lie. “I don’t know, Nolan. But I’ll do my best to help her. Keep an eye on her, alright? We should be able to devise a Lacrima that can get them separated” She assured him, glancing to Jarvis, “I’ll make it right”

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Penny

Penny nodded, and then shook her head, “No, we can’t know everything about them. But do you know one thing going on with any of them? I only know whats going on, sort of, with Ariel and Jasmine. What about everyone else?” She said, “We need to know at least something about the guild members.”

She fell silent for a few moments, already knowing her decision. “I’m not going. I don’t know… fully, how my abilities have been affected. Doesn’t seem wise to test them against a dragon or the mysteries of the island.”

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Michael

Michael stumbled slightly as Prince jumped him. Use to Prince’s antics, Michael nevertheless couldn’t help but blush. He shifted so that he could return Prince's hug, looking up at the feline, he smiled. He had really missed Prince, these last few months, He’d missed his friend, and was glad to see him. As his words, Michael gave a small laugh, deciding, for once, to indulge his friend. Or Surprise him.

He leaned up just slightly to brush his lips over Prince’s, before kissing Prince’s cheek. “I have missed you, Prince”
@Silver Fox@Zarkun@hatakekuro@t2wave@Noodles@burthstone

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

Ashton, Riley, Niesha

Location: Outside of the Funeral, North of the Franklin Wall

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Riley leaned back in the back seat rubbing the bridge of her nose she really needed something to calm her nerves, her mind started to wonder over towards Amelia. She was worried about her, Riley didn't even know if Amelia was still alive or not or if she would even see her again she couldn't handle losing someone else she cared about. Riley then looked towards Niesha as she admitted to what she had been seeing as well, mentioning a girl named Sophia. She didn't know who she was other then the memorial board that Tatiana had set up back in Newnan, she ran a hand through her hair. "I'm not sure if it was something that drugged us, it all was happening up until the shit show happened." Riley said giving a slight shrug. "Still got that booze over there?" Riley finally asked.

The mention of the booze was enough to make the Captain shudder reflexively. He had just downed an amount of the stuff, atomized even more across the dash of his truck, and all after (apparently) receiving it from his brother, whom he was fairly certain had shuffled off his mortal coil years back. He could barely hear muttering that didn't belong there, but at least he realized that it didn't belong there. It was a start. The realization brought him back to almost the forefront of reality again. Reality was much uglier.

Case in point, the implosion, explosion, and pillar of acrid smoke were working their magic, drawing in the Dead like flies to a warm side of beef. They had many on the road in front of them, and zero places to turn the big machine around. Luckily, it wasn't called "The Hordebuster" for nothing. Ash had modified this vehicle for the sole purpose of leading a caravan of Virginia distillery workers and their families out of a complex besieged by walking corpses and through mountain passes occupied by the Dead. Ash felt a sense of sickening irony at that thought; it looked as if the remainder of them had just died in the collapse of Newnan. But that didn't help him now. Though the truck was designed to plow through the Dead, he would rather not take any chances. The first group on the road were avoided altogether. The second group behind them weren't as fortunate - two to one side were caught in the great wedged pilot and flung wide. As much fun as it was seeing the shambling ex-persons fly, Ash had to get what rained of his people out of there. With this in mind, he maneuvered the 'Buster around the next cluster of dead people and turned north onto Sutherland Drive. He wasn't certain exactly where it led, but for now, the object of the game was to get out and make for a bugout point.

Niesha sighed softly, looking down at the booze, "Its fine" She said wearily, passing it over to Riley, glancing out the window. She didn't know where Ash was taking them, but figured he knew the way, and it was a relief to just sit there. Do nothing. Although, that had a danger in itself. It left her thoughts open to drift. And they drifted, inevitably, towards Sophia. Towards Kristina, Tatiana, Victor and all the rest in Newman they didn't know were alive or not.

She tried to focus on things out the window. Which led the the walkers. Tensing slightly, Niesha watched as Ash avoided the first group, and hit the second. She flinched at the flying bodies, knowing they couldn't hurt them, but... they'd still been people. She closed her eyes and sighed wearily. "We're going to have to find somewhere a fair distance away, aren't we?" There would be unanswered questions, for... well, ever. They'd probably never know who got out of Newman and who didn't. Well, wasn't that the story of her life?

Riley smiled slightly when Niesha handed it towards her, and started to take a sip of it before looking over towards Ashton for a moment. She then realized that she probably should let Ashton have the rest of it, before closing it up and setting it down on the floor of the cab. Riley tensed slightly when she could hear the bodies of Walkers being run over by the Hordebuster, even though they are safe Riley still couldn't help but be tense.

Riley listened to Niesha and gave her a slight nod, it was the most logical sense because the noise would draw walkers in for miles and a herd could turn up rather quickly which was never a good thing. "It is probably the best idea, to get as much distance away as possible." Riley said softly.

Academy: A school for Heroes and Villains (open to all)

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Kalinda

[Location:Academy Grounds
^{Interacting with}No one… well. Every ones emotions

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Kalinda had chosen that morning to head to the academy, reluctantly, with her mother. Things the last several months had been tense, and she was rather looking forward to time away from her mother, who had become overbearing… even since that night… Kalinda looked away from her mother, and out the window. The drive was a load of nothing, with splotches of human habitation. She sighed heavily, resting her forehead against the cool surface of the window. She didn't like to think of that night…

Emotions can drive people to act in strange and unusual ways. Love can cause you to do crazy things. Sadness can throw you into lethargy. Anger can lead you to violence. And murder. Kalinda closed her eyes tightly, wrapping her arms around her middle, her stomach hurting at the moment, the pain of that night. Her empathy… had manifested all at once… and it hadn't boded well.

Even now, months from the incident, Kalinda still couldn't remember all of that night. Except for the blood and the screams… those haunted her nights, her dreams. And her abilities were what had caused the tension between her mother and herself. Her mother wanted her to go where she had trained her empathic abilities… but kalinda didn't want to go to a different dimension. And she had heard about the Academy opening. Sequestered in her room, Kalinda hadn't trusted her mother to do what was required to get her into the school.

And so Kalinda had contacted the beneficiaries herself, once it had been announced who they were. Ultimately, that had lead to her enrolling in the school, being sent information about the school and what she needed, as well as what to expect and to be asked if she needed anything. Satisfied with that, she had told her mother. And they hadn't spoken for days. Kalinda had locked herself away, not wanting to… not wanting to hurt someone again. Yet she still felt the emotions of those around her, the sheer strength of her empathic ability tearing through her.

Even now, away from people, she could feel emotions… weak, but as they neared the school… growing stronger. She wondered if this was a mistake, and she hugged herself tighter. She'd just have to make it not a mistake. Shifting, she opened her eyes, and looked down at her gloved hands. Black leather gloves, thick enough that even with wear, there wouldn't be holes, long enough to cover her hands, wrists, and lower arms, so that no bare skin would touch another's.

Touch made things so much worse…

She looked over to her mother, and gave another soft sigh. ”Please don't leave things the way they are, mother.” she said softly, ”I'm sorry, for what's happened, but… this is right for me. I'll be okay.” she promised her, and when there was no response, Kalinda looked out the window again, watching the Academy draw closer and closer. When the car stopped, Kalinda looked at the gates with an increasing feeling of apprehension. She slowly got out the car, gathering her things, and looking towards the school, leaving the door open. She turned back to the car, and set her gear down, before leaning into the car and giving her mother a hug.

”Bye... “ She said softly, picking up her things once more and heading to the gates. The press of emotions on her was daunting, but Kalinda managed to keep herself distanced for now. It wouldn’t last, she knew. For now though… she’d be okay. It was easier to let the emotions come through and sort of… have them come in then fly back out again. She slung her pack over her shoulders, and wheeled her suitcase behind her, looking about at the other students, she was afraid of approaching them… afraid of anything that might get her too close to someone else… but she’d come here for a chance, a chance at life, a chance at some semblance of normal, of control… She drew in a deep breath, and let it out again slowly.

Maybe she couldn’t do this. Maybe her mother was right… but there was no way that she was walking back to that car and letting her mother feel like she had won. So Kalinda carefully scanned the students in front of her, as she stood just inside the gates.

She hesitated as she saw a woman and a child, the woman struggling with the child and all her gear. She hurried over after a moment, There was no way she was going to take the kid- children, she had found, had such potent emotions-, but she’d more than happily take the bags. ”Here, let me help you. I can take the bags” She offered, reaching out, she stopped realising how forward that was, ”I can take them by the straps so you don’t have to shift the boy” Again, she seemed to backtrack a minute, a little flustered. ”Oh, sorry, I’m Kalinda” She suddenly noticed the toy on the ground, and she moved to pick it up, offering a smile as she turned back to the girl.

Academy: A school for Heroes and Villains (open to all)

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Barca Ashur Xavier

Location: Academy.
^{Interacting With: Himself, mostly. Naevia Udaku @vicier.}

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The shiny black car, not new by any standards, but still expensive looking, drove smoothly along the road to the Academy. The young man driving it drove faster than the posted speed limit, despite knowing well in advance what the sped was. He also drove through red lights- knowing which ones had cameras, and if there were any cops nearby. He seemed to consider himself above such petty laws, after all, he carried the… well, he supposed universes, amount of written information in his head. He could talk his way out of a ticket faster than the cop could say “License and registration”. That is, if any were lucky enough to catch him.

Of course, there was a lot of useless information in his mind. He really didn’t want to know about what people were doing in their free time, but that was the curse that came with being an utter genius so far above known human intelligence. His incredible willpower meant that he didn’t turn into a blithering idiot under the sheer amount of information and knowledge. It was exhausting, but such was his lot in life.

And it was such a lot that made him sure that he would breeze through the Academy- what was there to learn, that he didn’t already know? Part of him figured that his father merely wanted him somewhere secure. This were still uneasy, even after the treaty. Another part of him thought that his father figured there was something to learn. Either way, what else was Barca going to do? This, at least, could provide him some amusement. Thinking about the school brought the layout to his mind, all the classes, and students enrolled… He sighed, closing his eyes for a moment, slowing down just slightly.

Seeking the part of his consciousness that wasn’t overrun with information, Barca let himself float there for a moment or two, before opening his eyes. His route had not changed, he had not wavered on the road. He suspected that he could drive blind, so long as the roads were marked on a map. It would be in his mind, and he’d be able to read the minds of other drivers. Perhaps there could be an interesting experiment on that…

When he neared the Academy, Barca pulled over, looking at the school building in the distance, before sighing and leaning back in his seat, closing his eyes. He opened his mind just enough to let his senses roam, seeking other students minds, and perhaps teachers. He wanted to see just what he was getting into, even if it was troubling. One girl just arriving at the school was in agony, both over coming to the academy and at the prospect of meeting her parents for the first time. If there were in teachers at the school.

He cast his mind out, seeking information on this Phoebe, given the last name smith as so many orphans were if they didn’t have a last name. Just an identifying mark, nothing special. As he sought for anything on her, he was surprised to find that there was nothing written down about her about her birth, the only records about her, her school records, and DMV records. Nothing else. There was no documents anywhere about her parents. Except…. She’d been left with another girl, a younger girl. Siblings? Interesting. The girl didn’t seem to be aware that she had a sibling. This could be fun.

A little further, just coming to the school, he could hear a couple of students thoughts. One excited, one hesitant. Typical stuff there, although it was rather interesting… the boy had nothing much on him either. Adopted by Phil Coulson… but no indication of who his biological parents were. Again, interesting, but…. Not enough to gain Barca’s attention.

Other mundane thoughts Barca sighed, retreating for a few moments. There was certainly some things that he could look into, and turn to his advantage… A small rustling sound brought his attention to the gorgeous white owl sitting comfortable in his cage. Glaber. Asleep, Barca knew that he would be until night fell. He smiled, letting himself indulge for a moment or two. He’d take the owl over just about anyone or anything anyday.

He returned back to his spying, everything he was learning being stored away for later use, for the moment content to stay within the car.

He eventually made a move to get out the car, stopping as he saw a limo pull up nearby. He raised an eyebrow, wondering who was important enough to warrant an escort in a limo. He focused his telepathy on the limo, and the girl within it, not even bothering to follow the conversation she seemed to be having with her mother, at least not having it being his focus. Why bother, when he didn’t know if it was worth it yet? The girl seemed to thinking about… Africa? That was enough to intrigue his interest- there were only a few supers he knew off that were from Africa. For a brief moment, he tuned into the conversation the two appeared to be having, following the girl’s thoughts as he did so.

Sadly, the conversation seemed to be a lecture of some sort from the girl’s mother and Barca sighed softly. He waited for the girl to get out, before doing so himself, watching her with two lions. He retrieved Glaber from the back seat, carrying the cage by his side, he waited a moment or two before following the girl, a little wary about the lions… although he supposed he could always blast them away if he wanted to. So, what did he have to fear?

Barca approached her after a moment or two, making sure the lions weren't about to attack him. "If I say hello, will they bite?"

Academy: A school for Heroes and Villains (open to all)

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Tobias Coulson and Salyssa Moone

Location: The Front Gates; The Academy.
^{Interacting With: Each other.}

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The large half grown malamute had her head outside the car window, happily trying to eat the air as it whizzed past them. The brown haired young man- often mistaken as a boy for his young appearance and joyful attitude- would have stuck his head out the window if he could as well. Instead, he settled for pressing his hands and face against the window, eagerly seeking out the Academy buildings even though it was too soon to see. He was barely able to keep still, and his thoughts raced a million miles an hour.

His father. Over the last year, Tobias had been thrilled that his father was no longer required to go on difficult, dangerous missions that had even the tiniest detail classified and kept secret even from his own son. Although his father had been tied up in helping with the school, Tobias had seen him more and more throughout the year, although he spent just as much time with Salyssa and her family.

As thoughts of Salyssa entered his mind, Tobais turned to look at her, grinning like a kid on Christmas. ”We’re nearly there Salyssa! No turning back now!”

That thought was frightening…

Her attention drawing out the window he was pressed against, her heart racing within the confines of her chest, Salyssa looked out over the buildings that were passing them by. It was all so different from what she was used to… rarely had she spent too much time in the city; and what time she did was normally spent in large museums that housed her mother’s discoveries.

Gods did she love working in down in the archives. All the books… scrolls… tapestries… artifacts… It was all so thrilling. Her fingers curling slightly over the pages of the rather worn book she had held on her lap, she forced her gaze away, no longer wishing to focus on what was to come. She was still on edge; nervous. With her mother taking up a teaching position at the new Academy, it was expected of her to do the same; and with her best friend also to attend, but-... she wasn’t like him…

“..yes… I expect so…” Attention falling once more to the book she held, Salyssa fell into silence; not wanting to ruin the excitement that her friend had built up for himself.

Tobias went to turn back to the window, but stopped, returning his gaze to Salyssa. She didn’t seem happy, and Tobias tilted his head, trying to figure out why. He didn’t like seeing her troubled- Salyssa and her family had done a lot for him, and he’d do anything for her. He shifted, as much as he could with Akila invading his space as she eagerly leaned out the window, ”What’s wrong Lyssa?” He asked, watching her still.

“..I-I am not like you, Tobi… I-...” Her voice soft as she spoke, Salyssa hesitated. They had been friends now for years- introduced as children, and practically inseparable from merely a few hours later. She was a fool to think that she could attempt to mask what she was feeling from him. He knew her well; probably better than she knew herself, though it was because of that very fact she was sure he wasn’t going to fully understand…

“..I am not-... I am not… ‘human’...”

A little taken aback, Tobias wasn’t too sure what to respond. He had never considered Salyssa to be anything other than his friend- he’d been intrigued about his father placing him with those from a different race, but he hadn’t considered it a difference to be worried about. ”So? None of us are normal… I suppose a lot of us would be considered genetic mutations. And aren’t there Gods there? Probably at least another alien, right?” He frowned slightly, trying to think what to say, to make it all better. He supposed he just had to hope he wasn’t making it worse.

”You aren’t alone… and if anyone makes a comment about it, I can always stick them in a bubble” He said, giving her a smile, hoping to see one in return.

He was trying… he was trying so hard to cheer her up. He always did. No matter what he tried his hand at, he always put in his all; it was just who he was. Fingers curling further over the pages of her book, her eyes both closing, Salyssa shook her head lightly from side to side, “..how can you know for sure..?”

”Because its a school. For kids. With powers and abilities. And it doesn’t matter to me if you’re half-alien or what. And if people care about that, then they aren’t people we should be friends with” Tobias said with a shrug, ”Besides. You’re an awesome person, and that’s what matters isn’t it? And as long as we have each other, we can deal with anything!”

Lifting her head, turning it so that she was instead looking at him rather than her book, Salyssa stared at him, her soft lips parting ever so slightly before eventually, she nodded her head. He had never steered her wrong in the past; she saw no reason for him to do so now. Shifting her body closer to his, closing the book over her lap as she did so, she tilted her head, ignoring the large excited ball of fur as she brought it to a rest over his shoulder.

“..together…”

Tobias smiled, taking her hand in his, content and pleased he managed to make her feel even slightly better. ”Besides, I’m the one that is most likely to level the grounds” he said brightly, glancing out the window- or trying. The ball of fur was in the way, and he gave a small laugh, looking back to Salyssa, ”Do… do you think that will be a problem? Making an earthquake without meaning to?”

“..your father has been working with Mr. Wayne on the Academy project,..” Smiling softly at his touch, her fingers entwining with his own, Salyssa leant further against his side, finding comfort in just being right there beside him, “..I am sure he would have kept you in mind when they were coming up with the infrastructure of the school… it would, after all, need to be able to withstand and hold within the grounds the powers of multiple students ranging from various backgrounds… maybe there will be others who are as strong as you… who can do what you do…”

Her voice trailing off, along with that thought, Salyssa once more fell silent. What if that happened to be the case..? What if he found others; people who were more like himself..? What would that mean for her..?

Tobias thought on that a moment, before shaking his head lightly, ”There might be some that could do earth or water, but both? I think that’s rare… “ He said, but it was an interesting thought. He’d never met anyone else that could do what he could. How rare was it? ”And I’m not that strong… “ he said softly, but again, how would he know? It was a troublesome thought. ”Besides, what could they teach me? They’d be learning too. And I’m a bit too weird for most people. he said, keeping his tone light, ”I’d much rather just stay with you, Lyssa.”

A small smile playing over her lips, his words helping to ease the worry on her heart, Salyssa couldn’t help but to squeeze his hand lightly in thanks, her head tilting so that she was looking up at him from where she was rested over his shoulder. He was such an amazing guy… he had nothing to worry about in her eyes.

“..thank you, Tobi… but please do not knock back the thought of learning from others. Doctors study for many a year in order to perfect the techniques and skills needed in for their particular choice in career, and yet still they continue to learn from colleges through to even patients.” Pausing a moment, her gaze dropping, she let her mind wander. She didn’t want to lecture him; she knew he understood what it was that she was trying to tell him, “..forgive me… I just do not want you to miss out because you chose to stay with me…”

Tobias frowned slightly, ”But it isn’t a choice… You’re my friend Salyssa… I’d be lost without you. Why would I give you up just to learn something I could figure out eventually?” He didn’t understand why she was trying to encourage him… did… did she not want him around? ”Did.. Did I do something wrong?” he asked worriedly.

Her soft pink lips parting slightly, the worry in his voice causing her heart to sink within her chest, Salyssa sat herself up, ignoring the way the book threatened to fall from her lap as she twisted in her seat to face him better than she was, her free hand moving to hold onto his own, panic flickering behind her eyes.

“..w-what..? No… Tobi; you could never do wrong… I promise…”

Tobias hesitated, a little unsure still, ”Then why do you think I’ll miss out, if I stay with you? I’ve never missed things before… why would I now? I got to see so many things with you! And we’ll get to see so many more!’

“Of course we will, Tobi..! Everything we do, we do it together; always have. But…” Pausing a moment, letting her mind think of how to word it so that she could both ease his mind and make him understand, Salyssa held his gaze, gently squeezing his hands to try and reassure him, “..but I do not want you to hold back because of me… You are such an amazing person, Tobi; and I have been so lucky to know you… but here, I cannot keep you all to myself. You are going to meet new people- people who will love you just as I do, and they will want to get to know you as well… I never wish to lose you; though, please do not let me get in the way of you getting to know others at the Academy…”

Tobias frowned and shook his head once more, [color00aeef]”But if they don’t like you what’s the point of getting to know them? You’re family, and I’m never going to give that up. Why would I want to hang out with people that don’t want to hang out with you?”[/color] he said perplexed, ”Besides. You underestimate yourself… More people will want to know you than me… “ She never seemed to see herself clearly, no matter how much Tobias tried. ”You’re kind, and compassionate, and… you just have something that draws people in Sal… You’ll see.”

“..oh Tobi…”

Her hands breaking from his, a gentle smile once more gracing her lips, Salyssa leant herself forward over the backseat, her body resting flush against his as she wrapped her arms one by one around the back of his neck, holding him close in a tight though loving hug. He was so good to her- too good to her at times. It made her wonder just what she had done in life to deserve him in it…

Returning her hug, Tobias smiled. He’d get her to see one day just how amazing she was. He was quite determined on that. He hugged her close, wanting to soothe away all her doubts, but not knowing how. He gave a soft, contented sigh, ”Love you, Lyssa”

As the car started to slow, Tobias looked about, not letting Salyssa go, eyes widening as he saw buildings looming closer, the car turning into a driveway. ’Oh! I think we’re here!”

Tilting her head, never once lifting it from where it was rested against his shoulder, Salyssa stared up at the buildings as they approached, the mere sight of them causing her soft pink lips to part ever so slightly, panic flickering across the surface of her eyes. This was it. They were here. There was no turning back now.

“..together… right..? Promise..?”

Tobias nodded, giving her a smile, and hugging her once more, ”Together he said cheerfully.