Wintergrey

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@Universorum

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@Altered Tundra@Filthy Mudblood Hell no, Jacksons got enough going for him, Tis needs some love

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@lovely complexabsolutely loved the description of Tis' beach!

Divided We Stand

if anyones looking for some interaction, Cara is completely open and im looking to collab

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personally i think Lucas @Legion02 and Cara would be fast friends

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Cara Reaper

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Location: Mrs. Lovelace’s Office
Interacting with: N/A
Mood: Bored - Shocked - Happy - Bubbly - Unsure - Angry - Disoriented - Happy

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Cara entered the room to the Mrs. Lovelace's office, not exactly sure what to expect from the professor. Maybe some tights, certainly a cape. She was afterall, a superhero. Why couldn't the villain academy just not burn down. It would have made everything so much easier. Instead, Cara was rather disappointed by a normal office with a boring lady sitting in a chair. Throwing herself into one of the chairs across from Mrs. Lovelace, she threw a leg over the side and waited for the meeting to begin.

Glancing around at the other members of the room she noticed a super rasta reggae man, and an uptight indian woman. Immediately Cara was inclined towards the reggae dude. Besides the fact that he seemed super chill, he probably had some good weed seeing as he looked baked even now. Still Cara didn't say a word. Uncharacteristically for her sure, but she was a woman on a mission. She didn't intend to stay long, she had places to be, people to kill. It wasn't until a man, or maybe a woman she couldn't really tell at first, popped into the room that Cara really sat up to pay attention.

Holy shit. She stared at him openly for a solid minute. Was he a... like her? A large grin started to spread across her face, as she realized the new entry to the room was a teleporter. Giggling, she clasped her hands together, "I like this guy!" Bouncing closer to the edge of her seat she eagerly looked on, waiting to hear what he would say next.

Mrs. Lovelace, or Cecilia, and Mr. Cringe continued to banter back and forth, leaving Cara speechless. Who was this guy? In a way he was like her. In the crazy way, he certainly didn't get her good looks, but he was on a whole nother level. Just minutes into the room she could already feel the tension he brought up with Cecilia.

Cara was gazing so intently at Mr. Cringe that she almost missed Cecilia switching the conversation to her. Snapping her, somehow gaping, jaw shut she turned and tried to pay attention. The tournament sounded promising. She wasn't concerned with passing some stupid 'SCAR' screening. But... the darker side of Cara twisted and shouted from her stomach. Eli was still out there and growing stronger. Trying to shake her head of the thoughts she reasoned he could wait a few more months. It had after all, been years since they'd seen each other. Somedays it made her feel like giving up. Usually beating up someone fixed that feeling though.

While Cara was deep in her thoughts she didn't realize the rest of the meeting pass by. Blinking at the sound of her name, Cara stood up, cover gone for a moment. Quickly reinstating her facade, Cara grinned like the devil and flashed out of the room back into the hall. Time to find her room, meet her roommate. Put the fear of Cara into her. Or maybe meet that Leon, he sounded like villain. Maybe he turned into a blood-thirsty lion, that would be sooooo cool. Clapping her hands she proceeded to skip down the hallway merrily.

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I mean, we have eight dudes, and fourteen chicas. It was bound to happen :P

@smarty0114

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@lovely complex
"Cara, the new harley quinn like character"

Glad someone picked up on it ;)

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Location: Beverly Hills High School
Interaction With: Jackson @Altered Tundra and the crowd @lovely complex, @Dirty Pretty Lies, @foxygen, @MissCapnCrunch
Outfit: Hoodie

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Tis immediately lost interest in the tiny girl, when the crowd was drawn over to Rhett. Party? Now that was her specialty. Leaving the two without another word, she pushed her way to the front of the crowd. A back to school party was just what she needed after a long summer break. Not that she never went to any parties of summer break now that she thought of it... Shaking her head, she tuned back into to Rhett's speech. When he got to the part about him becoming the 'King' of the school, she rolled her eyes. God, who cared, get back to the important stuff, like alcohol and music and alcohol.

Standing up right next to Rhett, she gave a little wave to everyone. "Dude, Rhe I gotcha. I got the sickest lil' co we can totally chill in." She offered up her beach as a place to through the party. It wasn't going to be forever that she could keep in safe from prying eyes. Might as well go out with a bang. She thought about it for a moment before adding, "Forget that rippin Kahuna bull tho."

Tis turned to walk away, after making her statement before turning back and saying in perfectly good English. "Oh and, I got the rum." She had to make sure they understood that part at the very least. With a wink, Tis waved goodbye disappearing back into the crowd.

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Cara Reaper

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Location: Airplane - Mayweather Academy - Arena
Interacting with: N/A
Mood: Annoyed - Bubbly - Happy - Playful

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Cara once again leaned back in her lavish seat, listening to the unending roar of the planes engine. Still no sign of the academy. In fact, still no sign of anything but clouds. She hated flying, it always took so long, and even when the plane was private the food just plain sucked. Rolling her eyes she bounced out of her seat and strode down the isle to the cockpit, where the only other person on the plane was. Peeping her head in she looked in on the captain and asked, "Travis, are we close yet? I'm getting bored."

Travis glanced back over his shoulder to see the young lady that he worked for. There was an expecting look in her eye, like he better have good news. Travis knew from experience that this one was a little off the deep end. Smiling as best he could, he nodded and replied. "Try and take a look now, you should be good to go."

Giggling in joy, Cara clapped her hands together before running out of the cockpit and to the nearest window. Still, nothing but clouds, but Travis' word was good enough for her. Turning and making sure that her suitcase was still tucked neatly away, she left it there and instead grabbed a small backpack.Strapping the backpack securely around her, she gave a small shout, "Cya, Travy. Thanks for the ride!" She blew a kiss and dissipated from the plane.

Around a 100 meters away from the plane she reappeared, falling fast. Tucking her arms into her side she rocketed through the layer of clouds. Immediately her vision opened up, showing her the vast extent of the land. Tears whipped from her eyes, of course she had forgotten her glasses, but it didn't matter. As she approached the ground, Cara reached up and tugged at the chord on the backpack. Immediately the parachute inside, sprang out, jerking her roughly up in the air. The parachute was pretty much useless for her, she could have easily just teleported onto the ground, but it was all about making an entrance.

Landing heavily on the ground, Cara took it in stride, moving towards the Mayweather Academy. Standing outside of the front doors was a student making his way inside. He stared for a minute, just having witnessed a girl in loose clothing fly out of the sky and gracefully land in a parachute. Should've come prepared, kid, you live in a supernatural world now. Strolling up to him, she attempted to fix her messy hair while asking, " 'Scuse me, is this Mayweathers? I just happen to be here to cause some mischief. Couldn't happen but notice that Delphina was burned to a crisp on the way down."

The boy, was put off for a moment, "Uh... are you a hero..?"

Cara laughed at the idea. Throwing her arm around the uncomfortable boy's shoulder she said, "A hero? I'm the baddest villain you'll ever meet." To prove what she said, she dissipated again, only to reappear a moment later, this time with a bag in hand. "Look," She held up the bag so he could see the dollar sign on it, "I stole this from a bank." Tossing it into the shocked boys hands she continued to walk right past him. "I'm just kidding by the way. The bag is from some TV set. The hands inside it are real though."

Laughing at her little prank, Cara dissipated before he could say another word. Stepping forward into the arena, Cara glanced around, there were a few people here. It was the only place she could see with people from the fall. Boldly shouting, "Well... who's in charge here?"