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In ♆ ᗯᕮᒪᑕOᗰᕮ TO ᖇᗩᑭTᑌᖇᕮ ♆ - [ ᗷIOSᕼOᑕK ᖇOᒪᕮᑭᒪᗩY ] - ᖇᕮᗷOOT → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Isaura Reese Eldars and Theodore Colbeck


Location: The Lighthouse; Atlantic Ocean.
Interacting With: Nadia Reyes (@Vicier), and Rhett Beckett (@YoshiSkittlez)..



Theodore didn’t know what options they had left. The response he’d gotten did nothing to assure him that it was Emily, but… if he stayed in the water much longer, Isuara was going to be seriously compromised, more so then she already was. He didn’t, right then, care for himself. He just had to have hope that it was Emily, because he couldn’t choose between saving Isuara, or saving Emily. Feeling like he was ripping his heart from his chest, Theodore looked about, for any sign of land, looking to Isuara to make sure she was still awake ”Isuara” he said softly, wishing things were different, wishing that they'd gotten on any other flight, wishing he could just make sure that they, that Emily and Isuara, were safe.

Looking about them once more, he was sure he saw something... A building? Or was that just his imagination, him hoping that it was land, like a mirage? Did he want to risk Isuara’s life, on that? What choice did he have? There wasn’t exactly many options, but he really only had one shot, he didn’t think that he could go much further. If it was just his imagination… he’d effectively kill them both.

Even the thought of being responsible for Isuara’s death chilled him to his very core, and he tried not to think that he may already be responsible for Emily's death. ”Do you see that building, too?” he asked Isuara, wanting confirmation before he wasted energy trying to swim there.

Opening her eyes, Isaura tilted her head lightly to the side, lifting it only slightly so that she was able to look in the direction that they seemed to be headed. Building..? What would a building be doing in the middle of the Atlantic ocean..?

“..b-building..?”

Her body shaking constantly due to the freezing temperatures of the water reaching into her core, she squinted her eyes, her now blue lips parting ever so slightly as she continued to gaze in the direction he seemed to be focused on, a large dark mass emerging through the smoke catching her eyes causing to try and tighten her arms around him further than they already were, “..y-yeah… I-... I think I d-do…”

Taking that as confirmation, even though it was strange to think of a random building. There wasn’t anything else to indicate land, but what choice did they have? “Alright then. We’ll head there” he said, taking a breath and beginning to swim, it was perhaps the hardest thing he’d had to do, push his battered, tired body through the freezing cold water. Stopping or faltering was not an option, and he continued to swim towards the building, ”Just stay awake, okay Isuara? That’s all you have to do”

He tried to judge how far the tower was, but it seemed like an impossible task. ”Nearly there” he said, not knowing if that was true at all, but wanting to keep her awake.

Stay awake… yeah… yeah, she could do that… she could-...

Her eyes drooping slightly, Isaura once more let her head come to a rest over his back, a soft mumble of understanding falling from between her lips as she felt herself slipping into the sleep both of them knew she needed to stay out of. The situation was bad enough as it was; if she went to sleep now-... well, there was that possibility that she wasn’t going to be waking up anytime soon…

Theodore looked to Isuara, wanting to make sure she was okay, seeing that she was falling asleep, and not knowing what to do. He slowed, as he tried to think of something to do., before making sure she was close against him, as he tried to think of ways of getting her warm, if only somewhat. Just until they got out the water.

He stopped, treading water a moment, trying to figure out a way of getting her out of the water, at least better than what she was. ”I’m going to try and get you out the water a bit’ he said, hoping the sound of his voice would give her something to focus on, bring her back from the edge of sleep. He tried to figure out how he could get her on his back, ’Do you think you can get on my back?” he asked softly, hugging her close.

His voice… it sounded so close. She had to focus; she had to-... she had to open her eyes, if even a little bit. Her head turning slightly, she forced her eyes to open just that little bit more than they already were, her tired gaze resting upon the man she wanted to spend the rest of her life with… no matter how short a time that might be.

“..I-I’m so c-cold…”

”I know, Izzy, I know. That’s why I want you to get on my back, okay? Get you outta the water a bit” he said, ”Please, I don’t want to lose you, Izzy. You’ll be out of the water more on my back” he said, trying to keep his own fear from his voice, giving her a quick soft kiss, wishing that it was more, but knowing that was possible, right then. ”Then it’s not far… “

“..I-I’ll try…” Forcing herself to move, she shakily brought her hands back to press weakly into his shoulders, doing what she could to move herself further up his back.

Theodore did what he could to help get her on his back, and once she was settled again, he started to swim once more, wondering if he had actually made any progress to getting to the building, he couldn’t quite remember how far they had been. Which he recognized as a dangerous sign. He grimaced, continuing to swim. They had to make it. They’d find Emily, and survive.

He continued his diligent, if dead-tired swim, his entire mind focused on that task, on the task of getting to land, and finding Emily. Nothing else seemed to matter, right then. ”Is it better, Izzy?”

“..a-a little b-bit…”

Her body still shaking against his, she shook her head lightly from side to side, doing her best to shake the fatigue from her body as she turned her attention up to the large towering structure of the lighthouse drawing closer with each moment that passed them both by.

A bit was good. A bit could mean the difference between life, and death in these waters. He tried not to think how Emily was faring, She was so small… looking ahead as the lighthouse drew closer and closer, but still seemed so far away. He blinked, reaching up to brush water out his eyes, frowning when he realized that there was something just ahead of them. Someone else swimming? But it seemed more than that… Where they trying to tow more than just themselves? The silhouette was rather strange…. But he supposed his was too, with Isuara on his back.

Whatever they were doing, it seemed they were struggling, and Theodore found himself making his way towards them- they were along the way, closer to the lighthouse than Isuara and himself. As he drew closer, he saw that the woman- for it was a woman- was struggling with a dog, and a man. How did she get the dog out? For surely the dog had been secured? Shaking his head as his thoughts went off on tangents, Theodore found himself calling out ”You need a hand?’ He knew he should think about Isuara, getting her out of the water, of getting himself out the water.

But the woman was trying to save a damn dog, what was he meant to do? Try to save the damn dog as well.
In Academy: A school for Heroes and Villains (open to all) → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

J’son Yondu Quill


Location: The Helipad & Courtyard; The Academy.
Interacting With: Baby Groot.



The landing, as always, was as smooth as the skin on Sirusite woman when she woke up in his arms the morning after- damn that had been a good night… One sexy woman; awesome music, and uh, ‘dancing’ till she passed out. There was no recipe for a better time… unless there were two sexy Sirusite women… that could possibly top it.

Chuckling to himself at the mere memory, his hand lifting to run back through his mess of brown hair, J’son stood himself up from the pilot seat, his body leaning forward as he let his dark eyes take a gander out the front windshield. Women- they were everywhere. Oh yeah, this was going to be fun. His attention caught by the movement of something small close by him, he turned his head, smile growing as he watched the small tree-like creature plodding along on the dash towards him, the thing staring up at him with big, black eyes.

“We’re here, buddy. Ready to have some fun..?”

“I am Groot.” Nodding his little head in response to the larger guy, his little hands balling into fists at his side, Groot gave a determined look.

Chuckling once more, raising his hand up in a loose fist, J’son held it out towards the little guy, giving him a quick wink as his smile twisted into a goofy looking grin; his already messy hair falling down in front of his eyes, causing him quickly try and flick it away without so much as moving anything other than his head, “Hell yeah you are..! Now, come on and gimmie some so we can get this party started.”

Waiting until the little guy bumped fists with him, J’son was on the move, his hand opening, his palm up, giving Groot a chance to step up onto it before he lifted him up, placing him on his shoulder as he turned, grabbing up his brown leather jacket as me moved through the ship and down the gangwalk and out into the fresh air. So this was Earth… interesting. He could see the appeal; could see why his father spoke so highly about it. It was so… green. Damn, he hadn’t seen a planet this green since he’d run into that spot of trouble on Sakaar…

Moving forward, his arms swinging around, being mindful of Groot as he slipped his jacket on over his body, J’son stopped at the edge of the helipad, his head nodding lightly as he let his gaze roam over the scene below him.

“..I am Groot…”

Nodding once more, his dark gaze flicking to the little guy sitting on his shoulder, J’son held his attention a few moments before it was back on the fairly large group of people milling about below them, “..yeah… yeah, it is pretty amazing here isn’t it..?”

Lingering a few moments longer on the edge, J’son took a couple of steps back, glancing around the area before he started off toward the fire escape, his boots making soft ‘thuds’ with each step he took down it. Eventually jumping off the last step, both of his feet hitting the ground at the same time, he shoved his hands down into the pockets of his leather jacket, his brow quirking slightly in curiosity as he glanced around, taking in the, uh… many grand sights around him, his gaze unable to linger on just one.

“..damn, I’m gunna kill dad for not bringing me here sooner…”
In ♆ ᗯᕮᒪᑕOᗰᕮ TO ᖇᗩᑭTᑌᖇᕮ ♆ - [ ᗷIOSᕼOᑕK ᖇOᒪᕮᑭᒪᗩY ] - ᖇᕮᗷOOT → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Isaura Reese Eldars and Theodore Colbeck


Location:Flight BAW229; Los Angeles to London.




Theodore was growing more frantic by the second, unable to find either Isaura or Emily. Had he..? He hadn’t kill her, when he pushed her into the water? As that thought sunk in, Theodore began to panic, thrashing in the water. He knew he couldn’t live with himself if he had… he knew that Isaura wouldn’t be able to live with that knowledge, not live with him. He’d lose everything, in the space of moments.

He didn’t think he could survive that. Didn’t think his body would be able to keep going. ”Emily!” he screamed, frantically swimming through the water, looking for his little sister, looking for Isaura- if he found one, he had to find the other. ”Emily, where are you! EMILY” Fear, panic and worry lent his voice strength, as he bellowed his sister's name out, again and again, throwing in Isuara’s name as well, needing to find both of them.

He could hear other survivors calling out, but he didn’t care about them, right now, he needed to find the only two people he had left in the world. He needed to know they were alright, with every fiber of his being. It wasn’t a question of want, it was a question of need. Where would either of them have fallen? Isaura could be further away than Emily… ”Isuara?”

He looked around, trying to use the fire from the wreckage to see if he could find either of them, squinting his eyes, as if that would make it easier to see, as if it would make him see further. Finally, he thought he saw someone, swimming towards them, by the flames… His heart leapt, was it Isaura? He started towards the figure, calling out ”Isaura, Isaura” Over and over again.

Her limbs were burning… with each and every stroke that she took through the water, she grew slower, her body growing heavier with the exhaustion that was slowly trying to overcome her. It was so cold… she could barely feel anymore where her skin ended, and the water began.

The flash of warmth coming from the flames as she grew close had her stopping dead within the water, her (now rather blue) lips parting slightly as she lifted her tired gaze to look around- there was fire everywhere… the debris, and fuel having leaked out from the sinking plane causing the fire to rage on even when it seemed impossible. Instinctively pushing herself away from the fire as the heat intensified, Isaura turned away, panic and fear filling her features as she looked out over the water around the crash; searching for any sign of the two people she loved most in the world, “..T-Theodore… Emily…”

Theodore had lost sight of the figure for a moment, falling under the water once more, appearing in a few seconds, scanning the water once more, searching, his heart in his throat, beating hard, making him feel sick to the stomach, and then he saw them again. Theodore tried to make his body go faster, tried to push himself further, needing to know it was her.

If he could find Isaura, they could find Emily together.

As he drew nearer to the figure, Theodore still couldn’t make out who it was, blinded by the flames, and he crashed into them. It became immediately clear to Theodore that it was not Isaura, and he muttered something close to ”Not it… Sorry…” before he continued to swim, as if nothing was amiss. He hurriedly searched the water again, fear once more rising in him- had he ever known anything other than fear? It seemed like it had been going on forever.

Suddenly his gaze was drawn to another figure, very close to the flames, and his motions became almost frantic, before he began to swim smoothly again, his own aches, pains and freezing body forgotten as he closed the distance. His heart leaped as he drew closer and closer, soon hearing her calling out.

”Isaura!” With a few strokes, he was near enough that he could reach out, and touch her.

At the sound of her name being called out, Isaura turned, her eyes opening just that little bit wider as she caught sight of a figure hurrying to get to where she was treading in the freezing water, “..T-Theo…”

Relief washed over her, and within moments she had reached out towards him, her arm shakily wrapping around the back of his neck as she worked to pulled herself closer, holding herself weakly against his body- he was here… he was alive. That was all she could ever ask for. Her breath shallow, she shut her eyes tightly, her lower lip quivering with the chill as she dropped her head, not caring about the water splashing up into her face as she took the time to just revel in the fact that he was okay, “..I-... I was so scared…”

Theodore pulled Isaura into his arms, treading water, a little harder now, but nothing would make him let go of Isaura, not at that moment as he hugged her to him. It took a moment for him to find the will to speak, his voice soft and relieved when he did, ”I was… god, it was frightening… “ He didn’t seem capable of making a full sentence, instead he shifted, making sure she wasn’t sinking into the water.

Fear was still heavy in his heart, no matter the relief he felt at finding Isaura, it wasn’t enough. He clutched her tighter to him, not wanting to utter the words that he had to. ”I haven’t found Emily yet… “ his words were almost a whisper, feeling like he had failed them both. ”I… I told her to get to the surface, but I can’t find her”

Fear clenched at her heart once more. He-... He hadn’t found her yet… he hadn’t managed to find Emily yet. Attempting to pull herself closer against him, though unsure whether or not she had managed to achieve it or not, Isaura shook her head gently from side to side, her voice soft… shaky as she spoke, “..we’ll find her… I-I know we will…”

Theodore closed his eyes, unsure if he could believe that they would, still terrified that he had sent Emily to her death. “I can’t lose her, too” He said softly, opening his eyes again, clutching Isaura tightly, not wanting to let her go, but knowing that he had to, if they were to find Emily. While the ocean was big, the plane falling should have been contained over a manageable area… but Emily was a child… if it was hard for them, then… He let out a slow breath.

“We were close to the water when she went in” He said, looking away from Isaura, to search for the no doubt sinking cabin they had been in.

She closed her eyes, her breath coming slowly… strained as she continued to stay close to him, Isaura listened, her body shaking lightly against his as she lifted her head, her eyes eventually opening so that she could follow his line of sight, her gaze sliding over the waters in an attempt to see if she could find the young girl, “..we’ll find her, Theo… I promise… we’ll find her…”

Theodore brought his gaze back to Isaura, knowing that they all needed to get to land soon, and although he wanted to get Isaura to safety, he knew she wouldn’t go until they had found Emily. ”We will” He echoed, looking back over the water, his heart heavy. He could see that Isaura was tiring, and probably couldn't continue for long, if at all. He wasn’t going to let her swim, if she couldn’t, and he held her for a moment or two longer, as he tried to figure out what to do.

When he’d been learning to swim, and when he’d help Emily learn to swim, they’d learned several different ways of helping if someone couldn’t swim. There were a few ways, but Theodore chose one of the easier ones to do, that wouldn't involve diving under the water, which he never really felt like doing, ever again. He faced Isausa, saying ”I’m going to do a carry, okay?” he gently guided her hands to his shoulders, making sure that she kept her arms extended, before he gently lifted her, kicking hard, until her legs were around his waist, letting her lean on him.

”Heads up breaststroke” he muttered to himself, making sure that Isaura was secure. ”Are you okay?”

“..c-cold…” Her voice shaking lightly as though to reflect her answer, Isaura closed her eyes, her blue tinged lips parting ever so slightly from one another as she let her head come to a rest over his back, her body shivering consistently as they swam through the waters together, “..I-...I can’t f-feel my legs…”

Theodore knew that that was bad, and for a moment, he wished there were two of him, so he could get Isaura to safety, and find Emliy. “It’s the water” He said softly, knowing that wasn’t much help. Feeling useless, he started to swim, looking for any sign of Emily, not knowing how much longer he himself could go on. Periodically he began to call out his sister’s name, desperately hoping to hear her calling back.
In Academy: A school for Heroes and Villains (open to all) → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Ambrose Wilson


Location: The Front Gates; The Academy.
Interacting With: Benjamin Parker (@YoshiSkittlez).



“..I will find you- oh, yes I will… Oh, yes I will, you naughty girl..!”

Lifting the piece of paper up, Ambrose narrowed her eyes, her otherwise (surprisingly) beautiful features scrunching up lightly as she stared at the badly drawn woman on the page in front of her, seeming to examine it for a few moments before she shook her head, frustration crossing over the surface of her eyes as she brought it back down to her lap, once more bringing crayon to paper.

It wasn’t good enough… her boobs were meant to be bigger..! How was anyone supposed to recognize her if she didn’t show the tits..? Pausing for a moment, she blinked, her hand lifting up to cup her own as she took it into consideration. She had to get it perfect, or else she was going to get away again- and there was no way she was going to let her slip through her fingers again..! Nope, no siree..!

“𝔒𝔥 𝑦𝔢𝔰... 𝔪𝔞𝑘𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔪 𝔟𝔦𝔤𝔤𝔢𝔯. 𝔅𝔢𝔠𝔞𝔲𝔰𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱'𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔞𝔭𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔭𝔯𝔦𝔞𝔱𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔬 𝔡𝔬 𝔦𝔫 𝔞 𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱'𝔰 𝔬𝔭𝔢𝔫 𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔭𝔲𝔟𝔩𝔦𝔠 𝔢𝑦𝔢…”

The voice was nothing new… and honestly, neither was the sarcasm. In fact, it was exactly like the shit the person currently writing this little post did that morning when her friend had asked her an extremely stupid question.

“𝚆𝚎𝚕𝚕, 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘..? 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎 𝙰𝚟𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝...”

“Oi… assholes. Can you fucking shut up already, and just let the writer do her thing..? She’s got enough on her plate without having to write out an argument with you two.” Rolling her eyes at the voices that only she seemed capable of hearing, Ambrose lifted her head, her stunning green eyes lifting to stare at what everyone else would consider to be nothing more than an empty sky, flourishing her hand to the vast wide open as though in an invitation, “..proceed…”

Getting a nod of gratitude from the writer, she turned her attention back down to the paper in her hands, her legs swinging lightly back and forth in content as she continued to draw, her mind wandering, and a soft and gentle hum slipping through her lips with the action. Welp, first day of school. I wonder where Francis wandered off too… wonder if anyone knows anything about this chick… Wow; they all look like little ants from up here..! Hm..?

Oh look, a hand.

Blinking, she let her attention once more fall down to her chest, staring for a few moments at the hand that had reached out and taken a hold of her boob. We-heh-hell… someone was being a bit ambitious now, weren’t they..!

“..𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔢𝔢… 𝔱𝔴𝔬…”

The moment the voice had reached one, they were off..! And speeding down to the ground, they take the lead- OH, and the others don’t stand a chance..! Looks like this one’s a no brainer folks. Gryffindor wins the house cup..! Oh, hang on… that’s the wrong franchise… my bad.

A happy squeal slipping out through her lips, Ambrose reached forward, her arm slipping up to wrap tightly around the back of his neck as they toppled from her perch. Maybe school was going to be fun after all..! Heheh..! The gentle sound of her giggle filling the air, she tightened her hold around his neck, pulling her body even closer against his as they impacted with the path below, the momentum seeming to have them rolling happily over the ground together before eventually, they slowed to a stop, her laughter never seeming to stop as she looked up at the guy who had (so literally) swept her away, “Haha..! Again..! Again..! Let’s do it again..!”

Smiling brightly, excitement shining behind her eyes, she looked up at him, barely even registering the fact that the two of them were seemingly trapped together thanks to the mass tangle of webs that were wrapped around their bodies.

”S-s...s-sor-ry a-abou… about t-that.”

“Pfft… don’t sweat it. That was almost as fun as the time I tripped and fell of the top of the falls; got impaled on the rocks at the bottom… but it was so worth it..! Oh… by the way…” Frowning slightly, she broke a single arm away from the back of his neck, the paper (a little crumpled) coming in between them so that he could see the very badly drawn likeness of herself, “..have you seen this girl..? Been looking for this bitch everywhere…”
In Academy: A school for Heroes and Villains (open to all) → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Alan Southern and Adeline Wilson


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



”So, have you already gotten your schedule and everything?” Alan asked, having taken note that she had no luggage with her save for a small white and pink handbag she kept slung over her shoulder. He hated to ask, so he just had to assume everything had already been sent ahead for her - really it was the least her parents could have done since they seemed to have just dumped her at a school with no one to help her out.

He had worked with a blind woman once at the circus - but she had been a much older lady (probably cataracts), and yet still the best damn fortune teller he had ever come across. He didn’t interact with her much, but there had been a time or two when she had asked him to help her to her trailer. He didn’t mind - she really was a sweet, old lady. And Adeline… well she was even sweeter. Perhaps he got that from her youthfulness and sense of naivety - either way, he was more than happy to help, especially when others wouldn’t.

“..m-my schedule..?”

Panic flickering across her gentle features, her eyes widening slightly; Adeline’s heart sunk in her chest. Had they not read the letter properly..? Were classes meant to be picked out before students went to the academy..?

“..I-I didn’t realise-... I-...” Her head dropping, body pressing slightly closer against his, almost as though she were trying to hide herself behind his arm, she slowed her pace, her focus instead turning to the thoughts running through her mind, rather than on where they were going, “..I-I don’t even know wh-what classes there are…”

Eyebrows raising in surprise as he felt her shift, Alan turned his head to the side, slowing his own pace down so she wouldn’t feel like he was forcing her along.

”Hey, no worries. I don’t have mine either. They gave me the option to have it picked out before I got here, but I needed a little more time to decide on a few things before I did.” He didn’t mean to alarm her - he tried giving her hand a reassuring squeeze. ”We can get them done together. Soon as they open the gates.”

“..r-really..?” Lifting her head, her soft lips parting ever slightly from one another, Adeline couldn’t stop the flush of her cheeks at the simple act of him squeezing her hand like he was; calling for her attention, and helping her to barely notice the way the leash was being tugged continuously as the whimpering dog tried his best to search about the all new surroundings of the academy, “..I-... I didn’t even know that was an option, I-...”

Biting down and nibbling a moment on her lower lip, visible relief flickering over her delicate features, she seemed to relax. She wasn’t behind… or, at least, she wasn’t behind Alan in the sense that she still didn’t know what she wanted to do class wise… maybe they should have read through everything again before she’d had to leave, “..I think we have have missed some information in the letter… my parents didn’t even want to send me here- something about my grandfather… but I don’t know why; I-... I’ve never met him…”

”Your… grandfather?” Alan quirked an eyebrow. How did that even make sense? Then again, both his mother and father didn’t want him and left him to be raised by carnies - who was he to judge?

“..Slade Wilson..? At least, that’s the name that daddy uses anyway…”

Slade Wilson - she shared his last name, and the name itself tickled at the back of his mind a bit. He felt like he should know it; a name he had read somewhere in school, maybe?

”He kind of sounds familiar, but I couldn’t tell you why…” Alan admitted, using his free hand to rub the back of his neck for a moment. ”But yeah, Professor X- uh, Charles Xavier - one of the teachers here helping to fund the place - I was at his school for mutants when I got the letter explaining the academy.. Maybe he was just helping me out, or something by trying to get me my schedule early? I dunno.”

Xavier…

A soft frown crossing her features, Adeline fell silent as she listened carefully to what he was saying. Charles Xavier… that name; it sounded familiar, but then she wasn’t exactly sure. Apart from those living in, or visiting the Teen Titan tower, there weren’t many other supers that she knew too much about, “..I’m sorry… I-... I don’t think I know him… but he sounds like a wonderful man…”

”He is. He had a school a lot like this, but was directed towards mostly mutants instead of supers and everything in between.” He paused. ”But he helped me through a lot in just a year - I owe that man a lot. I’m just happy that he’s still a part of my life for now.”

“..I-... I wouldn’t know what that’s like… I’ve never really had anyone outside of the Teen Titans…” Her mind wandering, she turned her head away, her ever unseeing eyes gliding over the scenery around them with a glazed look, “..my, uh… my family aren’t very close… and I don’t exactly have friends outside of the tower… or really at all, so…”

Alan’s heart wrenched at her admission. Admittedly, he didn’t have a whole lot going for him either - even in the circus. But Xavier’s school changed his life. He knew that if she tried, if she wanted, the academy could do the same for her.

”Well we’re going to change that. You being here is going to change that a lot. And look, you’ve already got me!” Despite her not being able to see it, he smiled.

She-... she had him..?

A gentle blush creeping out over her cheeks at his words, honest surprise written across her features, Adeline turned her attention back towards the sound of his voice, her mind lingering on his words. She-... she had a… a friend..? Distracted by the thought, her grip over the leash relaxing further, she blinked, trying to wrap her mind around the concept.

Aside from the supers who called the tower their home, she’d never had a friend that her parents hadn’t met; that they hadn’t approved of… one that they knew nothing about… This-... this was all so new, “..I-... I-I have you..?”

Alan laughed. It really was cute when she said it like that.

”Why not? You haven’t given me any reason to not want to be your friend. I think you’re a wonderful person, Adeline, and I’d love to learn more about you - weird family and all.”

“..r-really..?” A gentle sparkle filling her dull eyes, her soft pink lips turning up in a still rather shy smile, Adeline’s heart fluttered lightly in her chest. She-... she had a friend..! Someone she could spend time with; that she could get to know better-...

The wind suddenly picked up, and Alan had to look up at the sun to see where all the sunlight had suddenly disappeared to. Thunder rumbled as clouds began to circle over the heads of everyone at the academy, leaving Alan completely speechless for a few moments. Just what-?

Eyes widening, her body stiffening as the sudden crack of thunder filled the air; the sound had her moving without second thought. The leash dropping from her hand, her arms lifting, seeking out and wrapping quickly around the back of his neck, Adeline shut her eyes, her body trembling lightly against his, “..A-Alan…”

The physical contact, though not unwelcome, came as a bit of a surprise to Alan, but the basic instinct of protection won out in the end. He wrapped his arms around her small frame, shielding her from the wind just as a bolt of lightning shot down from the sky, making the entire campus shake slightly. His eyes looked around, colors that meant nothing to him flashing from person to person until two figures both illuminating a very bright white color seemed to just appear where the lightning had struck.

White? He had seen people glow blue and red before, but white has something entirely new… and it perplexed him.

The wind died down and slowly the sun began to peek out from the dissipating clouds. He shook his head, feeling a headache coming on. Trying to sever the connection between his vision and whatever ability he had been born with to see people and objects as colors, the two people he had been looking at slowly returned to normal, the white “aura” eventually fading entirely.

”Wonder what that was all about…”

Fingers curling lightly, her shoulders hunching as she sought to press herself closer against his chest, Adeline dropped her head, burying it into the nape of his neck. First there were fireworks; now there was lightning storms… did she really want to know what was next..?

”I… I think it’s over…” Alan told her gently, his eyes still looking around, watching as the other students seemed to be just as confused as he. Then, some young girl started squealing about Thor and ran up to the two men he had seen radiating the white color beforehand. ”Thor?” Alan asked, more to himself. What would the God of Thunder be doing here?

Thor..?

Her body still shaking against his own, Adline lifted her head slightly, her delicate features showing her confusion, “..w-who’s Thor..?”

”A God.” Alan said, drawing his attention back to the small girl curled up into him for safety. ”The thunder God, actually. He fought alongside Iron Man, Hawkeye, Black Widow, the Hulk and Captain America in New York when there was an alien attack, or something. Which, I think was pin-pointed to be Thor’s fault to begin with? I’m not really sure, the details are a little fuzzy. His brother Loki had something to do with it too - or at least that’s what the media says.”

“..you-... you don’t like… aliens..?”

”What?” Alan had to think back on his words, trying to figure out where she might have come to that conclusion. ”Oh! No, well I mean, I don’t particularly care for ones that try to destroy cities and hurt people. But that goes for mutants, supers, magic users, humans and all that, too. I’m… just not a huge fan of violence.”

“..o-oh…” Worry filling her heart, Adeline once more lowered her head. She’d only just made her very first friend; she couldn’t lose him now… she couldn’t…

”You okay?”

“..I-...” Biting down softly upon her lower lip, Adeline hesitated. She didn’t want to upset him, but then… she didn’t want to keep anything from him either… He was being so nice to her- opening up about everything, and answering any questions she asked… the least she could do was extend him the same courtesy…

“..my-... my mother is an alien…”

Well that wasn’t something you heard everyday. And he lived with mutants for a few years.

”Did… did she ever try to take over a city and hurt a bunch of innocent people?”

Remaining silent, her fingers curling further over the back of his neck, Adeline shook her head. Her mother hadn’t done anything wrong… at least, not that she knew of anyway. The most she knew was that her father had saved her, and that was how they had met. Ever since then, they had been active members of the Teen Titans, “..n-no… I don’t-... I don’t think so…”

”Then I’m glad that both you and her are on my side.”

He-... he was glad..? Body shifting slightly against his, her arms moving to wrap tightly around the back of his neck, Adeline’s eyes closed, her soft lips brushing gently across his jugular as she nestled her head comfortably into the crook of his neck, her arms working to pull herself closer against him. She hadn’t lost him… he was still there- she still had him…

“..t-thank you… thank you for not leaving me…”

He chuckled, using his hands to pat her back gently as he hugged her back.

“You’re very welcome, but Adeline… I think you let Ce-Jay loose…” Looking over her shoulder, the dog had indeed gotten free from Adeline’s grasp, possibly from when she had jumped into his arms at the sudden storm. Continuing his little chuckle, Alan slowly pulled himself from her and put both hands on her shoulders.

Panic filled her heart. Ce-Jay was gone… he was gone… Arms breaking away from behind his neck, her body pulling from his, Adeline’s features filled with worry, her head moving on a swivel as she strained her ears, listening out for that familiar bark until the gentle and reassuring touch of his hands upon her shoulders caught her attention.

“Here… just take a seat-” Alan helped her back up a few steps before coming to a bench, doing everything that he could to help keep her calm, ”-and I’ll go and get him.”

“..o-okay…” Reluctant, her head nodding lightly, she let herself be led back, each step slow… careful; until the feeling of stone against the back of her knees had her sitting down on the bench he had guided her to, “..I-... I’ll wait here…”

”I’ll be right back with him. I promise.” Giving her another smile, completely ignoring the worsening headache, Alan pulled himself from her completely before running off in the direction of her dog.
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Isaura Reese Eldars


Location: Flight BAW229; Los Angeles to London.
Interacting With: None.



The wind whipping past her as she fell, Isaura shut her eyes, letting go of her body as she allowed the thought of death to consume her. This was it… this was the end. The roaring silence of the raging waters was almost as deafening as the explosion that she had heard hitting the plane as she came into contact with the ocean, the freezing cold temperatures of the waves only helping to cement her thoughts as they pulled her under, dragging her down into the abyss that was waiting below.

Her body was aching… worse than ever before. The sharp pain from the sudden impact with the water starting in her back, before slowly, it began to spread outwards through her limbs only helping to make her feel worse. This wasn’t the way she wanted to go- not the way she had imagined it. She hadn’t gotten married… she hadn’t had kids of her own-...

She hadn’t lived.

Opening her eyes as the burning in her throat became more noticeable due to the lack of oxygen, she lifted her hand, her face scrunching up in a panicked fear as she pressed her palm against the front of her neck, frantically looking around in the darkness for any sign of which way was up.

That’s when she saw it… a gentle orange glow pulsing from somewhere just above her. It had to be the right way; there was no way it couldn’t be. Forcing herself to push past the pain and fatigue that began to consume her body, she began to kick her legs, her arms both scooping madly through the water as she headed towards the light; her lungs working overtime to suck in a deep breath the very moment that she managed to breach the surface. Taking a moment to rest, and to gather even the smallest shred of energy that she was going to need in order to find a way out of the water, Isaura turned, her head moving on a swivel as she searched the surrounding ocean, her legs kicking back and forth as she continued to wade, doing what she could to keep her head above the waves.

“..T-Theo…”

Her voice hoarse as she spoke, she widened her eyes, watching on in horror as the plane, or what was left of it, plunged down into the icy depths, taking with it the only two people in the world that she cared about at that moment, “..n-no… Theo..!”

Fighting against the constant back and forth of the ocean currents trying to carry her further out, she began to swim, her legs kicking hard behind her as she began to close the large gap that was between her and the wreck, her eyes darting about frantically as she searched for survivors of any kind- anyone besides her, though her mind was set strong on finding Theodore and Emily…

She wasn’t going to lose them… s-she couldn’t…
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— ۵ ۞ ۵ —


"𝒪𝒽, 𝓅𝑜𝑜𝓇 𝒷𝒶𝒷𝓎... 𝒾𝓉'𝓈 𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝒻𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒾𝓃'𝓉 𝒻𝒶𝒾𝓇, 𝒾𝓈𝓃'𝓉 𝒾𝓉..?"



𝒢𝑒𝓃𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓁 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃

— ۵ ۞ ۵ —


Name:
Analyse Ryan.

Nick-Names:
Ana, Lysa.

Gender:
Female.

Age:
Twenty-Four Years Old.

Birthday:
1st of February.

Distinguishing Features:
Like most girls, Analyse has a simple piercing in both ears like a great majority of women who choose to call Rapture their home.



𝑅𝑒𝓁𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓅 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃

— ۵ ۞ ۵ —


Relationship Status:
Single.

Sexuality:
Heterosexual/ Straight.

Partner:
None.

Father:
Andrew Ryan.

Mother:
Diane McClintock (Deceased).

Siblings:
None that she knows of.

Pets:
None.



𝒫𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓁 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃

— ۵ ۞ ۵ —


Personality:
♦ ? ♦ ? ♦ ? ♦ ? ♦ ? ♦ ? ♦ ? ♦

Extremely resourceful, and highly intelligent; Analyse is depicted throughout Rapture as an exceptionally brave, and selfless individual. Strong, fiercely independent, and fueled by the survival instinct grown from her difficult past; Analyse has shown herself to be undeniably stubborn, and unwittingly determined, leaving her the type of person to act first before choosing to ask questions later- the young woman learning fast, and from a very early age that she needs to do whatever she can in order to survive the trials thrown her way.

A rather logical person for the most part; Analyse, when forced into stressful and taxing situations, has a tendency to let her emotions slip out from her control; causing her to, on occasion, show herself to be more vulnerable than she would like.

Underestimated by almost all around her; Analyse, while proving to be an exceedingly polite and cordial young woman when the situation calls for such, most oftentimes finds herself placed in some sort of disagreement, or battle of wills, against those held in positions of authority. With a base drive to protect those who she believes are weak and have no skill, or method in which to protect themselves; Analyse isn’t above using her own resources in order to get through life, demonstrating that she does have the true instincts, and natural prowess of a fierce survivor.

Demonstrating an extreme sense of confidence; Analyse is, in most cases, depicted as calm and level headed, however over the years, has acquired the rather nasty habit of biting at her nails whenever she allows her nerves and anxious feelings to get the better of her. Psychologically instilled with trust issues from a young age; Analyse is not always proven to be the most socially adept, the emotional strain from living life constantly on the edge of a crumbling paradise only furthering her mental walls of friendless isolation, causing her to oftentimes come across as colder than intended towards those around her.

Rather blunt, and bitingly cynical; Analyse rarely ever shows the more passionate side she holds deep within her heart outside the company of her mentors, Dr. Brigid Tenenbaum and Prof. Julie Langford, and the little sisters that call Rapture their home. Not particularly fond of acting for the camera like her mother before her; Analyse comes across best when she is shown as just being herself, rather than allowing herself to become overruled by her emotions.

Festering an absolute hatred for the games played by those in power, including that of her own father; Analyse, above all, detests being used as a ‘pawn’ against others, and dislikes the reputation that comes with her last name weighing down upon her shoulders, however, knowing that there’s nothing she can do about who she is, or where she comes from.

Likes:
✔ Brigid Tenenbaum and the Little Sisters.
✔ Working with Professor Julie Langford in Arcadia.
✔ ?.
✔ ?.
✔ ?.
✔ ?.
✔ ?.
✔ ?.

Dislikes:
✘ Doctors; especially Dr. Steinman for killing her mother.
✘ ?.
✘ ?.
✘ ?.
✘ ?.
✘ ?.
✘ ?.

Biography:
To be written.



𝒫𝓁𝒶𝓈𝓂𝒾𝒹 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃

— ۵ ۞ ۵ —


Plasmid One:
Name Of Plasmid: Unknown.
Color Of Plasmid: Cream Plasmid.



Powers And Attributes: Unknown.

Plasmid Two:
Name Of Plasmid: Unknown.
Color Of Plasmid: Peach Plasmid.



Powers And Attributes: Unknown.



𝒟𝑒𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓁𝑒𝒹 𝑅𝑒𝓁𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓅 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃

— ۵ ۞ ۵ —


Relationships Between Friends:
۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.


۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.


۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.


۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.


۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.


۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.


۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.


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