Wisp

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Amelia certainly hoped it didn't smell as bad in Grayshire, though she had a feeling there may be a trade-off with the odors. Still, being out of the actual sewers would be a welcome reprieve, and she wouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth. Momentarily caught off-guard by John's question, she took a moment to gather herself, her home in her mind's eye. "We were right by the post office, which was an easy commute for my mother," she responded with a small half-smile. "Not so much for my dad at the auto shop, though."

With a small jump over something particularly nasty, Amelia opened her mouth to question where John was from, when something unusual reached her ears. Coming to a full stop, she stood and turned her head to the side, listening carefully. A footstep outside theirs, and a small splash, she was sure of it. Not wanting to cause any major alarm, she slowly turned back to her newfound companion, picking up her pace to walk beside him, rather than trailing a little behind him.

"Someone else is down here," she whispered, muscles tense. Maybe she'd been right about someone following them before they went down the manhole. At the very least, she was pretty confident that if she couldn't do anything against their mystery company, John looked imposing enough to hopefully deter a large altercation. Jerome needed medical attention, and they couldn't waste much time dealing with an interested party. Whether or not they were hostile was a whole other issue altogether; following them down here was enough to put Amelia on edge.

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Sorry for disappearing - real life struck the past few days. OTL

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Spent yesterday with family; naturally, today was to catch up on rest. XD
I should be posting soon o:

(OLD) X-Men: The New Era (OLD)

Things have gotten slow, but I think this is still going - I know the GM has (had?) real-life things going on, so that stuck things up a little.
(Personally, I'm just waiting on a post to respond to.)

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At the mention of the sewers, Amelia scrunched up her nose and nodded. She'd heard in passing about Haven, and it was only her newly-heightened senses that had prevented her from taking the free-and-easy route of having a roof over her head. Sure, she'd learned quickly that she could navigate the dark with no problem, but the smell? She couldn't stand it. Still, with the sirens singing in her ears, she knew it was the safest, quickest way into Haven. Before she could ponder hopping down the manhole, she could've sworn she heard someone on the fire escape behind them - but after a moment's pause, the sound was nonexistent, and she shook her head. Her senses were on high alert, and it wasn't unusual for people to imagine things in their paranoia. With this in mind, she clambered down easily to follow John, one hand free of her jacket to cover her nose and mouth.

Once she was in, she tugged the manhole back into place, but wasn't sure it fell back as it should've been. It was heavier than she'd expected, even with her newfound strengths, and Amelia figured a car would pass over sooner or later and knock it in like it belonged. "Hopefully," she agreed, uncovering her mouth to speak, but quickly replacing her hand. She wasn't sure how strongly the tunnels smelled to John, but for her, they were overwhelming. "I think this is the only reason I haven't been to Haven," she admitted quietly, aware that her voice would carry in the cavernous space.

Closed.

I'm liking the sound of a school for the demigods - I'm a huge fan of Greek mythology, so count me in!
Will we be allowed multiple characters, or just one? (Also, assuming the teachers will be NPCs?)

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Though she felt that "jaws of death" was a bit of an exaggeration, Amelia couldn't help the swell of pride that came with helping someone. She wasn't sure if this man worked for JTechs, or was just an in to the company, but she did know that JTechs was getting a lot of heat since the Gray Bomb had dropped. There was a lot of speculation and scandal surrounding their potential involvement, and no one was really willing to solidly take a stand for the company until they made an official statement themselves. The masked man's next words cleared up her confusion, and she nodded - so Jerome was helping the people of Grayshire, and the Vice President of JTechs was looking to get in on it. That explained the fire, then.

After picking up Jerome, John - as she learned his name was - offered for her to come with him. She weighed her options for a moment, biting her lip and peeking out of the alleyway before nodding in agreement. It was safer to stay with helpful company, especially after she'd gone and drawn attention to herself. The last thing she needed was to get questioned or cause another scene, and Amelia wanted to make sure Jerome would be alright. There were still too many variables to work with, and she wasn't willing to risk being alone just yet. The city, at least, was getting easier for her to navigate, so no matter where they went, she was confident she could find her way back to work or her apartment. John hadn't been hostile, and was willing to trust her; she may as well extend the courtesy. They were both from the same small town, anyway.

"I'm Amelia Kersey, though I suppose Lemur would be accurate enough, given the recent...developments with my body," she told him, shoving her hands back in the pockets of her jacket. "Can't lose the claws, so I had to paint them." She added that explanation as an afterthought, well aware that the bright blue was going to catch anyone's eye. At least it served its purpose, though she may have to go with a more subtle orange when she repainted them, just in case it was too eye-catching.

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@Undying Curiosity@Amelian Draco Sorry I haven't posted yet - the storms were really messing up the internet (today's been much clearer, thankfully)

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When Amelia reached the meeting point, she laid the man on the ground and started doing what she could to clear the man's lungs of any smoke. Though he was breathing on his own, his breaths were shallow and it was clear enough he was struggling. Just being in clearer air seemed to be helping, however, she had no idea if he'd wake soon or not. She was pretty sure proper care after inhaling smoke like he had required a manual resuscitator, and a small knot was forming on the back of his head. Throw in the preliminary burns from the initial exposure to the blaze, and she was amazed he was still alive. Fifteen blocks was no walk in the park, after all.

"I don't even know where the nearest hospital is," Amelia muttered irritably, wondering, not for the first time, if she should have left him outside of the building. At least when emergency services had arrived, he would've received more appropriate medical care. Not only that, but for all she knew, she'd just taken the man for his attacker.

Before she could dwell on the man's condition any longer, the masked man joined Amelia in the alley and fired off two questions as soon as he saw her. Standing from the crouch she'd been in by the man's side, her lips pulled down into a frown. He seemed to have his priorities pretty straight, but he was the one in a mask, and that first question should've been what she was asking. Regardless, she answered him after a few beats of silence between them.

"I'd like to think you can," Amelia responded, glancing over her shoulder at the unconscious man. "He's still breathing, but he's struggling. His arms have burns - probably second degree, given his proximity to the flames, and his head injury seems mild, despite the knot on the back of his head. On the upside, he's not bleeding." She ticked off the man's condition with her fingers as she spoke, then looked expectantly at the masked man. "Are you trustworthy?"

[ 1 x 1 ] AU Angelic Trio w/ Wisp

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Julian Gabriel Langer
Human
King of Gabriel

julian

Gertrude Agatha Langer
Human
Queen of Gabriel

gertrude

Angel of Gabriel

gabriel

Angel of Michael

michael

Angel of Raphael

raphael

Angel of Lucifer

lucifer