I can see him and Rain quietly sitting next to eachother during eating or something. Both glancing sideways every few seconds to see who will start the conversation. Bwahahaha.
They're also both going to be in basic combat, and I'm imagining both of them being too scared to hit the other. It's glorious.
Copen was more than just mildly pleased by the affirmation of his beauty by the French guy - Nick was his name. Although, he had a funny accent compared to the French people he'd met on a holiday to France. Maybe he'd lived in the far North, he pondered, not the sunny South where he'd frolicked along the beach two years ago. "I didn't know that Frenchmen were attracted to helicopters," he teased with a grin, noticing how he just about molested the technology with his eyes. It was kind of funny, truth be told.
He shook Angel's hand with a firm grip, looking her in the eyes as she explained. Aha, so his suspicions had been correct! She didn't look the stereotype of her country, with those bright blue eyes, but few people did. It was true that there were many blonds in Denmark, but not everyone was - he was one of few who completely fitted the look expected of him. Oh, well. At least he was a good ambassador for his country. "I've never been to Rome, but if all the ladies are so lovely, I might have to make a trip." He winked at her, before tearing his gaze away to look at the French - no, Canadian, as he'd revealed - boy who'd interrupted their conversation. It seemed that there might be some competition for the only girl on the aircraft so far - oh, wait. Another had just come in, lugging a bag that seemed to weigh just as much as her. She seemed rather out of breath as she took a timid seat across from him.
Damon was now shielded by his wings. Impressive they might be, but the guy himself was not making himself any friends that way. The two other boys still seemed intent on just about terrorizing him, despite the fact that he'd clearly shown his discomfort. Poor guy, Copen reflected, despite the fact that he was just as annoying at the best of times. Neither of them would shut up, though, and unfortunately it seemed that he'd lost the attention of Angel. That was a shame, but it seemed the conversation was getting even more interesting. So they had a clever guy, who could shoot something out of his hands. Not super cool, but maybe it was more impressive in action.
"Captain Denmark?" Copen echoed, then laughed - it was loud, as were his words. "I won't say no to that. Although, I'm not a super soldiers." He scratched the back of his neck, glancing to the side. For a moment, he thought about how to present his powers. He didn't want to come off as a delinquent, but... "I can control water, and ice too. I got into trouble, and the government shipped me off here," he admitted. They were going to be his classmates for a long time, and one of the guys would even be his room-mate - may as well be honest about his story, even if it had an element of sadness. After a moment, he grinned again - "Guess they couldn't keep someone quite as dangerous as me in little old Aarhus."
Rain sat on the football field of her school, arms wrapped around her knees and fingers interlaced. She was staring very hard at a ladybug that had landed on her left thigh, and was steadily creeping up the pale skin. Ladybugs were meant to be lucky, right? That was what her mother had always said, whenever they used to alight on the plants in their small garden. Her blue eyes tracked the movement closely for a few more minutes, before she gently scooped the small, bright insect onto her pointer finger. She held it up to the sky, blowing gently on its back. Unfolding its wings, it buzzed off into the sky.
As the brunette watched it disappear, the sound of whirring motors disturbed her quiet silence at the edge of the field. Turning around, her eyes widened at the sight of the huge machine descending. That was for her? When they’d said, ‘aerial transport,’ she’d expected maybe a small helicopter . This was… impressive. Rising to her feet, she took her suitcase by the handle and struggled to carry it on the ramp leading up. It was pretty heavy for the small girl, and by the time she’d lugged it to the deck, she was panting.
Oh.
There were a lot of people here.
Her cheeks were already a little flushed from exertion, but if possible, they went an even more embarrassing shade of pink. Rain placed her suitcase down, relieved, and self-consciously linked her hands in front of her body. There were a good few boys here already. One seemed pretty young, with round brown eyes that seemed to sparkle at the impressive machinery surrounding them – it was indeed amazing, even to someone not so technically-inclined such as herself. There was another, with a surly look to his face and beautiful black wings. Her mouth dropped open for just a moment before she realized just what she was doing, and closed it. Wow. The boy himself looked terribly unhappy though, and she wondered just why.
There was yet another, on the other side of the boy who was now hiding in his wings, with a handsome jaw and terrific blue eyes that seemed to dart from one thing to the next with distracted intensity. Across from them was another attractive boy, even taller than the other guys, with slightly unruly blond hair and curious navy eyes that checked her out for a moment before returning to the rather pretty girl that was sat next to him.
The closest seat was one that was two down from the boy with the wings, and she decided that she’d feel rather much less conspicuous if she was seated – even if there were a couple of people now crowding around him. Quickly sitting down, she hoped that they were still too busy staring at the guy’s wings to pay too much attention to her. However, she wasn’t an unfriendly type of person – glancing around the room, she said a quiet, “Hi,” with a small smile, crossing her legs and holding the top knee in a rather ladylike – and slightly insecure – position.
@Chicogal *waves and flails* I know I know! Quick silver travels at super sonic speeds reaching Mach ten which is why you have slow mo but not fully stopped like flash so if you want reasonable quicksilver would be the way to go :)
@Wade Wilson AHHH I love love love your avatar/siggy! I discovered Panic! like 2 weeks ago, and they're my new favourite band. And Brandon is a smexy little shit <3
@tenebrae16 I see what you mean, sure! I put in the youtube link to explain how her speed relates - her max speed would be Quicksilver in that, since I think it's reasonable. I'm not entirely sure what his exact top speed is, but it's quicker than a bullet or an explosion.
Full name: Rain du Toit
Alias/Codename: N/A – Still needs one
Age: 18
Country of origin: United States of America (New York)
Basic appearance: Rain has long, curly brown hair to her waist and bangs swept to the side. Her eyes are a light, piercing blue color and she stands at 5,3". She’s quite slim and petite, suiting to her power. Her facial features are delicate and 'sweet' – much like a, ‘girl next door.’ Costume: She hasn’t really made a proper costume yet, but she prefers to wear black exercise leggings and a black t-shirt, along with goggles – she’d learned about bugs the hard way, and the leggings offer her freedom of movement.
Skills: ~ Unassuming. People tend to think that she’s not a threat, and she doesn’t exactly look like a superhero. She’s sort of a fan of Natasha, since she’s also on the short side and is often underestimated too (from the stories she’s read, anyway). It can be an advantage for infiltration and combat.
~ Perception. Rain tends to notice things other people might not when it comes to emotions and body language. She’s a good reader of how people are feeling, and although she’s often in the background, she tends to hear a lot more than those who always talk. This is a result of her being quite sensitive, and having a high EQ.
Powers: ~ Super speed. Rain can run really, really fast. It's to the point where the world seems to almost stop around her. Her body is reinforced to stand the forces that super speed creates. Her mind is also adjusted to make up for this change in perception - she thinks on an accelerated rate compared to normal people, so that she can adapt while running (which sometimes leads to quiet impatience - see: sighs). She gets tired at her high speeds as a normal person would while running at a jogger's pace. [Example: youtube.com/watch?v=1NnyVc8r2SM ]
Brief bio: Rain grew up in a single parent household with her mother, who was the daughter of South African expats. She was never told who her father was, and the most her mother would say was that it was too dangerous to stay with him – although he wasn’t a bad man. She has always wondered who he was.
She attended public school in New York, and gained her super speed at age 13. She didn’t use it for much, unsure and a little bit scared of what the authorities might do. When the Avengers came into the spotlight, she felt a little more accepted. However, that was also when her mother found out about her powers. For some reason, she freaked out and threw Rain out of the house for a few days. Eventually they reconciled, but their relationship was never the same.
Rain felt lost and alone, and wanted to do something with her powers. She contacted SHIELD through a long process, and after some tests, they decided to take her on for the team.
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Initial observation report: Super speed ability, similar to that of Quicksilver and the Flash. Experience has shown this ability to be extremely useful in the right hands. Subject is timid and will need encouragement as well as extensive physical training.
Training regimen/expertise: ~ Basic combat training. No experience. ~ Strength training. Subject can break walls at high speeds, but needs this for better combat skills. ~ Fitness training. Subject not terribly unfit, but greater cardio fitness and lung capacity will aid in longer bursts of speed. ~ Infiltration training.
Potential outlook: Potential for a very good de-escalator of hazardous situations and rescuing civilians in harm's way.
Best case scenario: Icon of safety for civilians. Disabler of enemies, infiltration.
Worst case scenario: Possibility of being too shy to be useful in combat. Relegated to saving civilians in the way of Avengers. Extreme unlikelihood of uncontrolled powers or villainous tendencies.
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