aut316Finley nodded and smiled softly, "Maybe one day we can go target shooting," Finley said in a friendly tone before turning to go toward her room once again. She walked into the room to see some of her roommates were already there. She threw her bag on an empty bed before climbing onto the clean sheets and starting to pull out The parts to her sniper, cleaning them with a red cloth she took from her home.
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Life is kicking my ass right now.
Appologies for being flakey, but the past 6-8 months have been very... Difficult to say the least.
If you're interested in a role play send me a PM. I will no longer be doing large group Roleplays. Only small group or 1x1's. I also cannot garuntee how often or how much I will reply as I am rusty and I often get very busy with two jobs and as a full time college student.
Appologies for being flakey, but the past 6-8 months have been very... Difficult to say the least.
If you're interested in a role play send me a PM. I will no longer be doing large group Roleplays. Only small group or 1x1's. I also cannot garuntee how often or how much I will reply as I am rusty and I often get very busy with two jobs and as a full time college student.
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Finley bit her lip and looked away, "Oh- umm- I didn't mean to startle him," Finley stated in a softer then normal voice, almost in a whispering tone. She looked over to the door to her room.
"What model of gun do you have? I prefer a sniper, I'm not very good at accurately hitting close targets."
Finley loved the compacted sniper in her backpack- even of it wasn't useful in close contact it was stealthy and deadly when used correctly. Finley heard metal tumbling outside an hoped everyone was okay, the last thing they needed was to attract even more unwanted attention on their first day here.
"What model of gun do you have? I prefer a sniper, I'm not very good at accurately hitting close targets."
Finley loved the compacted sniper in her backpack- even of it wasn't useful in close contact it was stealthy and deadly when used correctly. Finley heard metal tumbling outside an hoped everyone was okay, the last thing they needed was to attract even more unwanted attention on their first day here.
Finley half-smiled at Leon, "Oh, Hi Leon. I was going to my room when I heard a gun fire. Is everything okay?" Finley let the flames slowly die and her fists released and softly rested at her sides. Just as the words came from her mouth the noisy commotion coming from the broken window behind Leon caught her attention. What was going on down there? It sounded like fighting and yelling- oh great more fights. Finley looked back to Leon with her ocean blue eyes softly, "I didn't mean to be nosey, just concerned," Finley said with a small shrug of her narrow shoulders and a gentle smile.
Her eyes glanced over the sheet of paper she held in her hand. She figured she would have a roommate, but three roommates? She hoped these rooms were bigger than they appeared to be. Her footsteps were long and rythmatic as she tread down the hallway that her room was suppose to be on- 301. Just as she reached for the doorknob a loud gun shot went off in the adjacent room. Finley walked to the door of room 302. She pressed her ear to the door, trying to hear if someone had been hurt.
She picked up her closed fist and gently knocked on the door. "Is- uhh- everyone okay?" she asked through the closed door to whomever may be inside. That was probably a dumb idea- knocking on a strange person's door whom obviously had a gun and ammunition. She decided being prepared for a fight might be a smart idea, in case the gun was pointed in her direction next. The blue flames took over her clentched fists as she stood back from the door silently.
She picked up her closed fist and gently knocked on the door. "Is- uhh- everyone okay?" she asked through the closed door to whomever may be inside. That was probably a dumb idea- knocking on a strange person's door whom obviously had a gun and ammunition. She decided being prepared for a fight might be a smart idea, in case the gun was pointed in her direction next. The blue flames took over her clentched fists as she stood back from the door silently.
Sky looked up to the teacher slowly. Her hazel eyes glancing the teacher over once before she laid her hand on her palm and her elbow on her desk. She hadn't been getting much sleep between adapting to her life and her new found gift. Soon Sly found herself fighting to keep her eyelids open. She went to sleep, her head in her hand and her eyes facing the windows.
The dreams started- the horrible dreams of her parents death. They had been haunting her, but they seemed to only get worse as her powers appeared. Outside of the windows, while Sky was lost in the emotional nightmares- the rain began to fall in unbelievable amounts. In mere minutes everything would be soggy and flooded. She cringed in her dreams and mumbled softly to herself- lost in her dreams. The thought of her parents' death was replaced by her new foster parents- their demanding and controlling nature. It made Sly angry- lightning cracked and thunder roared- waking Sky up suddenly. She looked around the room- hoping no one noticed it was her and just thought it was some weird storm passing through.
Sky's baby blue eyes glowed a pale yellow for a moment as the storms stopped, the clouds parted and disappeared, and the sun began to shine once again. Sky hated that her powers worked off her emotions- especially since she had always been unable to control her emotions. It made her feel weak against her own powers. She turned her eyes to look down at her book silently.
The dreams started- the horrible dreams of her parents death. They had been haunting her, but they seemed to only get worse as her powers appeared. Outside of the windows, while Sky was lost in the emotional nightmares- the rain began to fall in unbelievable amounts. In mere minutes everything would be soggy and flooded. She cringed in her dreams and mumbled softly to herself- lost in her dreams. The thought of her parents' death was replaced by her new foster parents- their demanding and controlling nature. It made Sly angry- lightning cracked and thunder roared- waking Sky up suddenly. She looked around the room- hoping no one noticed it was her and just thought it was some weird storm passing through.
Sky's baby blue eyes glowed a pale yellow for a moment as the storms stopped, the clouds parted and disappeared, and the sun began to shine once again. Sky hated that her powers worked off her emotions- especially since she had always been unable to control her emotions. It made her feel weak against her own powers. She turned her eyes to look down at her book silently.
"What's going on?"
Ramona pulled her curtains away from her windows, expecting to see light when only darkness appeared. A brisk look to the digital clock on her night stand told her only was morning- yet there was no sunlight. She walked out of he apartment door and down the stairs onto the street below. People were panicking, down the street she could hear someone yelling some type of religious babbling.
"Can anyone tell me what's going on?"
Suddenly light shined on her face. She thought she would find this relieving, but her skin burned- everywhere the light touched made her feel like she would burst into ashes. She screamed and ducked from the light, escaping in the alleyway behind the apartment buildings. She fought for her breath, her chest heaving in labored efforts. Ramona brought her hands up to her face and noted that there was no blood, but the sting stayed on her skin.
"W-what's wr-wrong with me?"
Ramona pulled her curtains away from her windows, expecting to see light when only darkness appeared. A brisk look to the digital clock on her night stand told her only was morning- yet there was no sunlight. She walked out of he apartment door and down the stairs onto the street below. People were panicking, down the street she could hear someone yelling some type of religious babbling.
"Can anyone tell me what's going on?"
Suddenly light shined on her face. She thought she would find this relieving, but her skin burned- everywhere the light touched made her feel like she would burst into ashes. She screamed and ducked from the light, escaping in the alleyway behind the apartment buildings. She fought for her breath, her chest heaving in labored efforts. Ramona brought her hands up to her face and noted that there was no blood, but the sting stayed on her skin.
"W-what's wr-wrong with me?"
The shadowed figure in the back made Sky's eyes narrow. She couldn't see anything but darkness- making her incapable of noting if she recognized his face. She tore her eyes from the dark figure and looked up toward the froth of the classroom as she took her seat. Sky pulled her notebook from her bag along with her English book. She had always maintained good grades while in school, and she wouldn't let her 'gift' distract her from keeping those good grades.
Sky took a single curl of her silver hair and twirled it around her index finger nonchalantly. She wanted this class to hurry as begin. Sky kept her head down and looked around the class- her eyes glancing quickly across each figure. She taped her notebook softly with the end of her pencil, crossing her jean clad legs under the cover of her desk.
Sky took a single curl of her silver hair and twirled it around her index finger nonchalantly. She wanted this class to hurry as begin. Sky kept her head down and looked around the class- her eyes glancing quickly across each figure. She taped her notebook softly with the end of her pencil, crossing her jean clad legs under the cover of her desk.
Coming back to Eden City High after the incident was strange for Sky. While some students stood around in cliques talking about their week off and such mundane small talk- Sky kept her eyes cast downward as she walked through the front doors of the building. Her life was a complete and total mess, but Sky knew she had to make the most out of the lemons life handed her. She went to her locker quickly and stared at the combination lock. She had forgotten the code- it was something important.. But what was it? "Oh yeah," she said under her breath before twisting the dials until the code matched her parents anniversary date.
Then locker popped open and Sky took a deep breath. She had English first period, and it wasn't something she would enjoy. She carefully placed the English books down in the deep red bag with yellow polka dots on it. She was careful not to harm the colorful, full face mask that was tucked neatly inside of the bag. She stood and placed the straps on her shoulders before mustering up enough courage to look around. Sky hadn't been at Eden City for more than a month before the incident- so she saw many familiar faces, but no faces that would even recognize her.
Then locker popped open and Sky took a deep breath. She had English first period, and it wasn't something she would enjoy. She carefully placed the English books down in the deep red bag with yellow polka dots on it. She was careful not to harm the colorful, full face mask that was tucked neatly inside of the bag. She stood and placed the straps on her shoulders before mustering up enough courage to look around. Sky hadn't been at Eden City for more than a month before the incident- so she saw many familiar faces, but no faces that would even recognize her.
Finley walked through the building, eyeing everything in sight as of she was studying it for an exam. She touched the walls and looked down at the floors. A part of her wishes to take a picture of the beautiful interior, but Finley no longer possessed a camera- she was forced to sell it to earn more money for travel fees coming here. She felt bad for poor David, even of he did do something completely wrong. She remembered their conversation on the bus- he was kind hearted, just a very, very confused male. Finley ran a hand height her short raven hair and slowly took steps forward, tuning her attention back toward taking in her surroundings.
She rolled her eyes at the girl's question. She wouldn't give her the satisfaction of even answering her. Finley snorted in disbelief and looked back at David before letting go of his bicep to walk right past the girls. She focused on the crushed metal and levitated the bus off the ground. She moved it through the air steadily and set it back down in it's crumpled mess away from everyone. Finley tightened her grip on her leather bag and walked into the school building- her knuckles turning white from the hard grip she had on the leather strapped over her shoulders.
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