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Divided We Stand

@AbandonedIntel don't you mean, 'professor chaos' MUWHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Divided We Stand

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Location; Dorm → Garden
Interacting with; Klaus _@FacePunch
Mood; Tranquil → Alert → Unwilling

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Blackness, a constant void that surrounded him, dotted every so often by the weave and flow of mana. Mana was always an interesting sensation, the best way he could describe it was a consistent flow of colors, colors he could not describe, just that he simply understood their meaning. Mana was beautiful, it was terrifying, it was indifferent, it flowed through everything and everyone, reflected off everything and everyone. Mana could be described like the force from those films that everyone kept referencing, except that he lived it, instead of simply seeing it. As he meditated, he could commune with it better, understand it better, in a way mana understood him as well, it allowed him to feel the flow of energy, like rushing water from a stream as it entered and exited his body with every breath. It was during moments like these he felt truly at peace with himself, however peace could not last all day as he felt the rising of the sun, its essence radiating into the room.

Uncrossing his legs, Elijah Masterson exited his bed chamber. As he observed the room, he realized Mitch wasn't here, this was good. The young man was wise to not stay around the pyrokinetic for long, especially after their encounter in the previous years. Elijah nearly burned Delphina down before the fire happened just because of Mitch's influential touch. Elijah certainly spoke his mind afterwards and wasn't afraid to incinerate the headmaster's son if ever tried it again. Their conversation lead Mitch to avoid Elijah like the plague and to practically never be in their room whenever he was around; whoever though it was a good idea for them to room together was an imbecile. Ever since then Elijah grew a strong distrust over those who could manipulate the mind and will and began requesting texts on how to better shield his mind, the magic was complex and though he understood the basics, he knew it'd be quite sometime before he could block out anyone completely.

Elijah prepared himself for the day, cleaning up and gathering his robes, a gift from his father during his travels to other planes. He was told he looked like something from (modestly put) 'Arthurian legend', considering how most people dressed in tight clothing or name brand designer outfits, he wasn't too surprised by this. His attire complete, he picked up his sunglasses and donned them, pulling the hood of his cloak over his head he exited the room. He strolled through the halls of Mayweather, passing by individuals, their mana changing tints as they eyed the Delphina boy either with curiosity or suspicion, sometimes fear. He certainly knew of his reputation of being a loner, and the rumors of how the fire happened had rounded their way back to him. He knew there were those in the student body who believed he was the cause of it considering the way his powers worked, he knew this wasn't true of course, but he had nothing to prove to those who would not listen. If no one was to approach him, he could live with it, if he was to be feared, then so be it.

Eventually Elijah's steps carried him out to the gardens, he could feel the warmth of the sun as he radiated across his clothing and exposed portions of skin. The wind was calm as it breezed across the field, the sound of leaves rustling in their wake, the air and temperature today was nice, and he could feel his robes flowing with the wind as they brushed across his legs and body. As he predicted of course, peace was not to last as he heard a shattering scream come from across the gardens. Turning to face the source of the noise he saw multiple sources of mana, alerted to the sounds he made his way over, his strides long as his pace quickened to their direction. As he got closer he saw exactly twelve sources of mana, five were shrouded in fear, flowing to one of the seven sources, the source he recognized all too well; Klaus...

Elijah continued his approach, normally he wouldn't intervene in such matters, but he also knew of the hospitalization of one particular telepath already. He didn't exactly want to have to leave so soon after coming just because of one deluded man's lust for power and insane sadistic tendencies. He stood about 20 ft away before addressing Klaus, arms folded behind his back, the wind rippling his robes, "Klaus." His voice was stern, yet neutral, monotone, "I believe the Mayweather students have had enough, I'd ask you kindly to release them."

If memory served correctly, Klaus' power was to influence fear, he could feel it even now as the energy projected outward from the young man. He'd have a difficult time influencing Elijah who's control over his emotions were far greater than most. Outside of that, he knew little else about the psuedo hitler, though he was curious as to why the flow of fear from the other students was going to him, perhaps there was more to him than meets the eye?

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Location; Dorm → Somewhere outside → Fountain
Interacting With; Herself (Mention of Harold's novel _@Beefydork) → Gianna Daniels _{@lovely complex} (Gia sent a text to Carmen _{@AbandonedIntel}) → Gia & Brenna _@smarty0114 (Text to Puppy at the end _@Legion02)
Mood; Engrossed → Nervous → Relaxed
Mood; Relaxed → Thoughtful → Conniving

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The morning was cool as an airy breeze, softly swept through the campus grounds. Kayla had started her morning as usual with a shower and some breakfast of toast and jam, followed by an apple for a quick pick me up. She then decided to use her free time to make her way to the fountain so she could continue reading a book she started earlier in the week. It was some romance novel about a student who had fallen for her professor, despite being engaged to some rebellious deadbeat. She gasped and blushed as suddenly the girl kissed the professor. She smiled a giddy smile, her heart beating in excitement at the scandolous developement. She had never read the book before, but she was really enjoying what she was reading so far. Earbuds were playing music softly in her ears, just some acoustic guitar from a randomly generated spotify playlist. Her senses obscured and her mind on her book, she didn't even notice the two girls approaching the fountain, though it didn't seem like they had noticed her yet either.

The walk was just a skip and a jump away, but the femme fatale took her time, enjoying the beautiful weather and the glorious stares. Gianna knew her Ice Princess, not yet a Queen (for she has much to learn before she rules the school), would be at the fountain in exactly ten minutes, so there truly was no rush to get there. As she strutted on the pavement, her heels clicking on the side walk, she glanced at her phone and gave a fain grin at her Apprentice's words. As of now, Brenna seemed to be the most fit out of the entire Delphina selection to influence the student body in ways that only someone of great power could.

That being said, the siren did take interest in Eliana the moment Mrs. Lovelace introduced her. Something about the Dream Catcher made Gia curious about certain... what ifs. Most auras Gia could get a fairly good grasp on but when it came to Ellie-darling, well, she was rather questionable. Since Gia was gifted with sensing emotions, and Ellie's mother had taught her how to read auras, she couldn't help but notice the Dreamer's alarmingly unstable and erratic patterns for someone who put up such an emotionless front. There were many reasons why Cecilia was harsh on her daughter, one reason being something that Eliana wasn't aware of. Oh, how the Hispanic loved knowing more about the dark haired beauty than than the Mayweather was even aware of. Her chocolate orbs were glued to her phone when she received a text from an eyecandy of her's: Carmen Chavana. Within seconds, she sent her response (all her friends knew how fast she typed).

To: Captive
Hey hun', maybe visit me tonite so we can catch up? :P I have an open door policy~

Holding onto her phone, she finally arrived at the fountain with no one but herself. Soon after, she saw her ice baby making her way toward her with a gorgeous gleam on her fair skin.

"First babe, love the jacket. Oddly enough you're coordinating so well with me!" Twirling her body, Gia showcased her black romper that fit her body to a tee. Her expression translated: We're hot. Strut it, girl. Before she could answer her inquiry, the woman's attention was brought to the sickening sweet sight of Kayla Styles. Everyone knew about her. The girl who was in a family of great supers and all she could be was a chibi Iron Man. The pitiful thing probably thought she was useless. Don't worry, if anyone could find a use for someone it would be Gia.

Her silvery voice lowered as her stare hinted at her mischievousness, "I know exactly what we're doing."

Not giving her apprentice time to react, Gia called out to the little toy that sat all by her lonesome self. Innocence like that should not exist.

"Yoooo-hoooo!"

Waiting for the girl to notice her and turn, the devious woman gestured for Kayla to come to her.

Kayla, thoroughly glued to her book, barely noticed the audible call. Looking up and simultaneously pulling her earbud out, she looked around to find two girls not too far off from her. Both were quite beautiful, with long brown hair and skin that contrasted one another, one of pale ivory the other a darker tone, yet not anywhere near ebony. The darker toned girl was making a gesture as if inviting someone over, looking around again she saw nobody else in sight and had to wonder, 'Is she referring to me?'

Kayla was hesitant, she didn't know these girls, perhaps they were Delphina students? That would classify them as villains right? This of course made her even more wary of approaching the two girls, did they only want to call her over so they could pick on her? No, they would have approached her outright, they were physically calling her over...she didn't want to be rude so she complied. Putting away her book and earbuds she approached the girls, a delicate flower compared to these stunningly beautiful roses.

"H-hi, can I help you?"

To guarantee a positive reaction from the newcomer that looked like a living doll, Gia let her aromatic scent escape her pores. She only used a light amount, since it would affect both Brenna and Kayla, which would kick any of their worries and doubts out of the door. She wanted to lighten the mood as much as possible so she could gain a comrade, or so it seemed.

"Sorry if I interrupted anything! But I thought I'd invite you over. Isn't it lonely sitting by yourself?" Gia curiously asked, but not expecting an answer. "Oh! My name is Gianna and this is my precious Brenna." Letting her words settle in, the she-wolf gave the powerless girl a soft smile and a welcoming stare.

"If you're wondering... yes, we're Delphina students but I hope you don't mind that." With a faux expression of woe, her lips pouting, the 'actress' sighed, "Don't you think our feud is silly?" Her smoky voice filled the mostly vacant area as she put on this kindhearted facade to befriend the girl.

It was odd, her tension seemed to...ease up? There was something about this girl that made her feel almost, calm, like she didn't have to worry about her or anything at all, she felt relaxed, "N-no, its fine, I like my time alone, not that I'm saying your company is bad or anything." Instinctively she wanted to feel nervous, but she still felt relaxed, it was strange, it was like her feelings weren't her own; somehow, she didn't mind. "My name is Kayla, Kayla Styles, its nice to meet you both."

"Oh don't you fret! The pleasure is all mine."

They were upfront about the fact that they were both from Delphina, but they both seemed really nice, she knew that a lot of Delphina's students were bad, but that didn't mean there weren't any good ones right? Same went for Mayweather, not everyone here was exactly good, she knew from personal expereince. When Gia mentioned the feud between the two schools Kayla nodded her head, "Yes, it can be a bit..silly at times..and violent, I know some Mayweather students put into the hospital by Delphina students." She felt saddened by this, but also intrigued by her comment. Here she was, having a pleasant conversation with two students from their rival school, yet they seemed so nice, by right they should be enemies, but maybe that didn't have to be the case.

"Are you guys enjoying Mayweather? I know not everyone is hospitable, but we're not all like that." She threw on the sweetest smile she could muster.

As much as Gia wanted her veins to pop out from witnessing the naivety and pureness of this girl, she kept her strong role model presence up and never looked away from Kayla. She wanted to laugh at the mention of the incident she was referring to. Klaus did get out of hand with that one, but like the saying goes: no pain, no game.

"Oh, absolutely. I love the design of the place. And lets not forget my favorite teacher, Mrs. Lovelace." Gia cooed in response. Not wanting to talk about Mayweather for terribly long, the olive skinned woman asked, "Why don't you come shopping with us? I'd love to get to know you more and I'm sure Brenna-love wouldn't mind either. Please, I do insist."

While Gianna waited for a response, she decided to send Lucas a quick text while still paying attention to the conversation that was going on around her.

To: My Pup
The babe and I have a lil... project. We'll meet up l8r sexy<3

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@smarty0114 and all I can think of is Elijah thinking, 'great...another mind controller...'

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@smarty0114 I've got Elijah heading to Klaus as well, who wants to arrive first?

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@FacePunch

I think Elijah is going to have a nice stroll in the gardens.

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Just want to give people a heads up as to why i may not be so active in the next few days. I'm moving out of my apartment on the 31st so I'm cleaning like a mad man and getting things organized. Sorry for any inconveniences.

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@HushedWhispers @lovely complex

Forgot to @ mention you two.

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So I made a second character

Kayla Styles

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{"There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power..."}
-Washington Irvine

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| Full Name |
Kayla Melissa Styles

| Nickname |
Kay - just a shorter abbreviation for her name

| Birth Date |
December 2

| Age |
21 (looks 17)

| Classification |
Sophomore

| Gender |
Female

| Sexuality |
Hetero (Bi-Curious?)

| Alias |
Silver

| Role |
Hero

| Loyalty |
Mayweahter

| In Depth Appearance |
Kayla is bright eyed and the look of blissful innocence, standing at a short 5’3” weighing at less than 140 lbs. Her hair is long and sraight, sometimes wavy, usually untied, but she does wear it up in a ponytail every so often. Her clothing options usually consists of a pair of skinny jeans, looser fitting plaid shirts and either a jacket or shawl. Has her ear lobes pierced and an upper ear cartilage piercing.

| Habits | Quirks | Oddities |
Daydreaming (sometimes caught staring out the window), nail biting (when she’s nervous), has an odd obsession with guacamole

| Hobbies |
-Runs every morning
-Sketches in her notepads
-Experimenting cooking food

| Likes |
-The sounds of rain and thunder
-Romantic Comedies (the tear jerking kind)
-The smell of incense
-Hiking
-Running
-Spicy Food
-Guacamole (She can’t get enough)

| Dislikes |
-How young she looks
-When people bring up how young she looks
-Cheeseburgers (had a bad experience with them once)
-Cigarette Smoke
-Her normalcy
-Bullies

| Fears |
-She’ll never have any real powers
-She’ll never be as great as her family and their legacy

| Personality Traits |
Kind hearted and whimsical, subject to low self esteem in her lack of abilities and depressed from consistent harassment and bullying from her peers.

| Personality |
Kayla is your average, everyday, young adult trying to fit in with the big bad world around her. With her heritage, however, she feels that could be difficult. She’s the type to not be afraid to stand up for someone else, but can’t stand up for herself. The one who’s always there for someone when they need it, but never feels she has anyone around when she needs them. At the best of times, she feels like an outcast, at her worst she feels like absolute trash and complete letdown.

Despite all her adversities, her biggest dream is to become a hero like her parents before her. Most days are hard, but she puts on a smile when she can, and avoids most individuals at the academy, choosing to only hang around the select few that haven’t completely shunned her. She’s the normal girl, the powerless, the flawed. Her parents reputation precedes her, and she feels she has to work twice as hard as anybody else just to keep up. At the end of the day, all she wants is to be a hero.

| Abilities |
No naturally occurring powers
QuikSilver Armor - A suit of power armor designed by her father, features include enhanced strength, speed, agility, and reaction time, along with a wide array of offensive and self-sustaining measures. The suit also contains a grappling hook in the right wrist and a pair of booster boots for higher jumping and safe landings, but not for sustained flight. The suit is also airtight to prevent poisonous gas or any kind of toxins from entering it.
QuikSilver Rounds - A pair of wrist mounted plasma launchers drawing from the suits’ power source. The rounds are non-lethal, but they’ll feel like a swarm of angry wasps firing at 3200 rounds per minute.
Grenade launcher - left wrist houses a grenade launcher mechanism. Fires non-lethal concussive shots, flash bangs, and smoke grenades.

| Limitations |
Kayla has absolutely zero powers, if she’s not in her suit she’s helpless. If she is in her suit, it can be disabled or have its power lost, though not through traditional EMP methods.

| Place Of Origin |
Toronto, CA

| Family |
Father - Dr. Brennan Styles, a very intelligent scientist in the field of robotics and cybernetics. His power is Ionikinesis, the ability to manipulate plasma, in both its purest form of energy and in ionized gas. He was the designer and engineer for Kayla’s suit, which is powered by his own power.

Mother - Elizabeth Styles, kind hearted mother, owns and runs a flower shop in the city as a hobby. Her power is Ferrokinesis, essentially she’s a metal bender.

Brother - Ezekiel (Zeke) Styles, younger brother to Kayla, his power is shapeshifting, so long as he has seen a creature, real or not, he can turn into it. It really helps that he’s still in the cartoon phase (his parents would disagree).


| History |
Kayla Styles comes from a long family line of super powered individuals. Some of them famous, others not so much, her father is a well respected scientist and hero, her mother is a professional hero. Kayla, however, was born without powers, her parents, believing their daughter to simply be a late bloomer, waited to see if her powers would show up. As the years went on, and Kayla grew older, it became more and more apparent, that despite having been born of two super powered parents, she was completely normal.

The news was rather distressing to the young girl, her only dream, to become a hero like her parents and their parents before them. She felt like an embarrassment to her family and the feeling only grew stronger when her brother suddenly popped up with powers of his own. Seeing the distress in his daughter, Dr. Styles immediately set upon a personal research project, to create a suit for his daughter, to give her a power that no one else had. Many restless nights of labor and weeks of research, he was ready to unveil his creation for her.

Looking upon the suit, Kayla’s feelings were mixed; she could finally aspire to her dream of becoming a hero, but she felt like using the suit would be cheating, like she would become a fraud. Her family line was full of hero’s blood, of powers from the genetic to the arcane, but this...this was different. Nevertheless she accepted the suit gratefully and her parents enrolled her into Mayweather Academy to begin her training as a hero. Since her enrollment she’s been questioned and bullied by a number of peers, and her feelings of contempt only grow stronger. She donned the name Silver, foregoing the Quik that her father prefixed to the suit; because if she can’t be first, she’ll certainly be last.

| Extra |
I’m also a fan of Iron Man

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