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Erin Dawson - AKA "Pixie"

Erin was sitting on the couch in her Suite, halfway through a carton of chocolate ice cream when she heard the signal for help, informing her that Omega's vitals were well-bellow critical. She jumped off the couch as Tia called everyone in, setting her ice cream down on the couch. She dashed to her closet, but stopped halfway. She sprinted back to the couch and shoved the ice cream in the freezer, then continued to the closet to suit up. She practically jumped into her uniform and buckled her belt on her hips, grabbing her staff and collapsing it into baton-form and sliding into the holster.

As Erin arrived at Tia's, she waited for order, then was instructed to pair up with Drifter. She nodded and stepped to Jess' side. When they all joined hands, Erin looked around for a moment. "So... do I need to go get my bike- WOAH!" She was cut off mid-sentence when Shiver teleported them all into the city in front of a large horde of Meta-humans. "Okay, so we're teleporting there. Nice."

She reached to her belt and brought out her staff. With a dramatic flick of her wrist, she extended the ends to full-length. She looked forward, her jaw dropping. "Holy - swizzle sticks." She muttered. "That's a lot of people." She looked over to the others. "Yeah I'm kind of new at this, so does anyone got a plan?"

@Wick @POOHEAD189 @King Tai @RumikoOhara

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@RumikoOhara I assume the broadcast is to be treated as and IC happening, correct?

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Oh thank God. I was honestly so terified that you were, @RumikoOhara

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Just so you guys know, I won't respond until at least 3:00pm, since I'm in school. It'll rarely ever be more than a day, though

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@POOHEAD189 U all good fam
Good lord, you guys are fast posters. Leaving me in the dust lol

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Erin Dawson - AKA "Pixie"

As she noticed people in the pool room yelling to her, Erin was surprised that the girl new her name. She couldn't deny her excitement at seeing the size of the pool. She was a Cali girl, so swimming was in her blood. She nodded to the girl, and dashed to her room, quickly changing into her only swimsuit.

She quickly returned to the pool room in her bikini, a black and white panda beanie on her head, just in time to see Shiver freezing the pool over. "Nice..." She muttered under her breath. She couldn't help but feel the slightest bit jealous that their powers were so much more outward than hers were. She moved to the frozen pool and stepped out onto the ice. Her barefoot didn't react to the cold, as her skin was impenetrable. She could feel a dull tingle, but nothing close to the cold a normal person would feel.

"I love ice -" Right as she spoke, she stepped forward, but slipped on the slick ice. She failed at catching her self and promptly slid right into Ro'Kun's legs, bringing him to him to the ice with her. "Eh... Sorry?" She said, trying to stand, but falling straight onto her butt again. "Name's Erin, by the way... or - y'know, Pixie." She said, not the slightest bit embarrassed.

@Wick @POOHEAD189

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@Wick Sorry for the lateness, I hadn't had my computer till this afternoon. Normally I'm quicker with responses lol. Anyways, if anyone wants to bump into Erin in the halls, feel free.... she needs friends.

EDIT: I also edited my CS, and added a pic of her costume in the hider. Thankfully, I saw another player used a generator to create their pic, so that helped me as well. So... look at it, if you want.... or don't... I won't cry (I will Q_Q )

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Erin Dawson - AKA "Pixie"

Once Tia left her, Erin was alone in her room. She sat on couch, exhaling a long breath and puffing out her cheeks. She frankly had no idea what to do next. She had expected a little bit... more. From what the government agents had told her, however, she was a little late to the recruitment process.

She received a messaged on her phone that said that the agents had delivered her bike to the garage. She pocketed her phone and rolled her massive suitcase to the large closet in the bedroom. She unloaded all of her clothes and hung them on the racks. At the end of the closet, she unzipped the special compartment in her suitcase, and removed it's contents - her uniform.

She removed the leather top and folded it, putting it on the middle shelf in the back of the closet. With it, she laid her pants, boots, gloves, and mask. In the very bottom of the suitcase, were her tools. She removed them one by one. The most useful of those tools was the foot-and-a-half, metal rod, which expanded into a Bo staff that was exactly her height. Secondly, she removed her black belt, which had a holster for the collapsed staff, a Taser (which was already in the belt), and a pouch for random objects. She laid the belt gingerly on top of her leather mini-dress, then place the staff against the wall.

Erin sighed, looking at the mirror on the closet wall. She pulled a hair-tie from her wrist and wrapped her red locks of hair into a tight bun. She left the closet and walked out of her room, traveling down the halls in hopes of running into someone who wouldn't pick on her like that glitch guy did.

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@Wick Aha, see I knew there would be more mistakes. *Adds tally to Mistake List*
More edits are on the way *Salutes*

EDIT: I fixed it. Tell me if there's anymore mistakes (probably will be)

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Erin Dawson - AKA "Pixie"

Erin Dawson bumped along the road in the passenger seat of the black SUV, humming along to her phone's playlist of Justin Timberlake songs. She glanced to the government agent that sat in the driver's seat beside her. "So how far is this place?"

"Far enough to be obscure and safe from civilian activity." He responded, curtly. If she was honest, Erin was surprised by this whole ordeal. She hadn't expected a low-profile government escort to the League HQ. She had honestly expected something along the lines of being bound and blindfolded and forced into the back of an inconspicuous black van. Much to her liking, that had not been the case.

About five minutes later, a massive compound came into view. "Whoah." Erin said, her jaw dropping. She suddenly had a sick feeling in her stomach. "If I faked a fever, would you take me back home?" She looked back at the agent.

"I'm afraid that decision is not up to me." He said.

As they SUV was granted access, they drove towards a tall, six story building. When the vehicle slowed to a halt, Erin climbed to the ground, going around to the trunk to retrieve her suitcase. She opened the hatch, but the suitcase was just out of her reach. Promptly, the agent reached in with his long arms and handed her the bag.

As she moved towards the building, the agent silently got into the car and drove away. Erin swallowed a nervous shudder, but continued into the large building. She walked through the hallways, but she quickly realized that she'd forgotten the agent's instructions.

She turned into another hallway and saw a guy with glasses, holding what looked like a space blaster from Star Trek. She met eyes with him and froze. "I... um... I'm looking for..." She stopped, forgetting the woman's name. She reached to the sleeve of her long, white t-shirt. She saw that the ink she'd use to write the name had smeared into her sleeve, but she could still make out the words, "Tia Clark." She let her sleeve fall back to her wrist and looked up at the man. "I'm looking for Tia Clark... I'm a new superhero, I guess... Pixie, if you'd like."

She desperately hoped he didn't look at her and laugh. Her staggering height of 4'11", bright blue "Doctor Who" backpack, and red-panda t-shirt didn't exactly scream "Stop, evildoers!"

@King Tai