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Alexander (Lex) | Male | 18 | Hetero | Mentions: Cybul Lex looked up at the girl. She had come out of nowhere, acutally behind a tree if he was really being observant. There was something off, where did she come from? She wasn't there, then suddeny she was. What is this? Is she some sort of... wait a minute... did she... "Powers..." He whispered to himself, he wasn't used to being around other people. He suddenly remembered the girl was there and started freaking out again. Who was this? WHy is she messing with me? Is she going to take me back, kill me? Wait no, she jsut said she wasn't going to kill me. He avoided looking at the girl, he instead looked at his hands. He studied the glove on his dangerous hand, making sure it was secure. He glanced over, seeing if she was still there. She was and he was dissapointed, he wanted her to leave. She was so chill and relaxed, he couldn't fathom why. He tried to stop freaking out, he hated this repsonce to any type of confrontation. Yet this was his responce everysingle time, the shaking, weight on his lungs to breathe, the slight slowing of time. He assumed that was because of the adrenaline of cource. "Wh-why?" He asked, not even sure what he meant by the question he had just asked. |
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Night Chetan | 23 | Male | M: Dakota, Nyx Night stopped as the two girls turned into an alleyway. He could still sense their powers which meant they were waiting. He could also hear some kind of message. One of the girls must have telepathy. He thought closing his mind to everyone and anyone around. He stopped close to the entrance before exhaling slightly. Walking into the entrance, he immediately used one of their powers to scan her. He also used the X-ray ability to figure out where the other one had gone off to.
He looked towards the wall where the invisible girl was, looking straight into what he thought was her eyes. He then looked back at the girl standing in the middle of the alleyway, who also looked ready to fight. He let out a slight smile before saying, "A suite sounds good yes, but I'm a bit more interested on how you two have powers." And he realized that was most likely not the best thing to say. |
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Lilypad [23] and Arlin [18] Mentions: Flame
When she asked how they know each other, Lilypad wraps his arm around Arlin's shoulders and smiles. "Met him when we were just a young lad at the age of 12 when they first brought him to Ibex," Arlin shrugged his arm off, "I was 17 years old. I was minding my business while wandering down the hall until a couple of guards rushed past me." Arlin doesn't seem that excited to hear this story as he started to quickly chew on the pancake, side-glaring the man beside him, and was cussing him out in his head. "Apparently, someone was suffering from a temper tantrum as he didn't get the pancakes he wanted. He started fighting the guards. Rushed in to help the angry boy, and we bonded ever since." Lilypad grabs a fluffy pancake, chewing on it before gesturing it.
"Don't be afraid to take a bite, Flame. Arlin may be a vicious son of a bitch, but he's a good cook." His grin grew larger, and Arlin brings his sights over with an arched brow. "We've been planning to escape Ibex for years and was actually going to do it two years ago. Out of mere coincidence, the whole thing burst into flames, and we left without looking back." He pushes the plate over to Flame, leaning comfortably against the cushions, and sighs in relief. "I've always wondered on who started the fire so I can give them a big ole kiss on the lips." His lips coiled into a smile, "After all, who doesn't want to be kissed by me? I'm handsomely charming."
Arlin nearly chokes on his food as he surpassed a laugh, covering his mouth as he quickly stood up to go to the kitchen to get a drink of water. Lilypad stares after his friend and lets out a gasp, pretending that he hurt his feelings. "Ouch. That hurt my precious heart." He placed a hand on his chest while Arlin was laughing hard in the kitchen, "Oh! You wish that someone finds you attractive, Old Man!" Lilypad scoffs, but he doesn't seem to be offended by his words.
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Flame Chaise | Female | 19 | M: Lilypad, Arlin Flame listened to the story before Lilypad offered the food, pancakes? She looked slightly confused before saying politely, "Umm...no thanks." Flame then listened to the rest before raising an eyebrow at "I've always wondered on who started the fire so I can give them a big ole kiss on the lips. After all, who doesn't want to be kissed by me? I'm handsomely charming." Flame blinked, unsure if he was kidding or not before Arlin surpressed a laugh and got a drink.
Flame blinked before relaxing slightly. So they had been friends, and in Ibex a long time. . .like her. Except they were there longer. She thought, closing her eyes. The threads of energy danced along her vision but she ignored them as she tried to keep down her anger at Ibex. Taking deep breaths, she opened her eyes again making sure her hands were not on fire. "So we've all been on the run since the fire." More of a statement than a question, but being in the woods most of the time, she hadn't been pursued as much as others might have been. You were also moving around constantly, never using the same place twice. Her inner conscience told her, although she knew it had been more of instinct than thought. |
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Nyx | 18 | Hetero | Female | Mentions: Dakota, Night
Dakota | 18 | Hetero | Female | Mentions: Nyx, Night
Dakota was still, and quiet. Why the hell is he interested in our powers? Especially where they came from...wait..it couldn't be-could he be an Ibex survivor? Who survived the fire? She was quiet for a moment. All of a sudden a solid, metal knife appeared in her hands and she walked up behind the unknown man, making herself visible holding the knife across his neck. "We aren't answering any questions until you answer my one question." She spoke into his ear softly, holding the knife to his skin. "Answer us truthfully." Dakota looked to Nyx and nodded silently. Dakota's heart was beating quite fast, her emotions were mixed in various ways. Nervous, Cautious, Excited, Angry, and Sadness. She was nervous as to how, or why we survived. Cautious as to how he would act. Angry that no one else showed up sooner, and even sad that she never knew this. Nyx walked up to him, her eyes locked into his. "And I would be wise as to how you answer. As you might know, I have a short temper." She snarled, her eyes grew brighter as a growl emerged from her lungs, almost sounding wolflike. (Ok, this came a lot later than I wanted. Im distracted right now-sorry..) |
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Jesse Bleu Ortega Male | Homo | 18 M: Nyx and Dakota, Night ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.○ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── The shadows by the buildings on Maple Street rippled oddly, moving in unnatural ways. Perched in a windowsill sat an invisible force; a teenage boy with a thorn in his heart and a knife in his hand. A knife he hadn't put down since he found it after the fire at an Ibex facility he'd been held at. He had no other forms of self defense, just his knife. His abilities had dulled to keep him safe and away from any potential Ibex facilities. It cost him his chances of survival greatly. He watched as two girls were followed by a male in his twenties-- it was odd. Why was he following them? They didn't seem alarmed. As the girls turned into the alley, Jesse emerged from the shadows. The sun caught his navy blue curls that framed his face, and his golden eyes that sparkled like pure gold nuggets in the light of a miner's headlight. He was an extraordinary creature. A creature of wonders. A creature that should not exist. He wasted no time following them, worried for the safety of the two girls. As he reached the entrance to the alleyway, he once again slipped into the shadows. As he walked, his steps almost silent due to practice, the shadows rippled. They always rippled when he walked through them. He was completely concealed due to his ability of shadow walking. He waited, watching, unaware that if his direction was looked at for long enough, his outline would begin to be seen and his cover would be blown. He slipped his hands into his pockets with the small folding knife, gold eyes fixed intently on the man and the two females. |
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Night Chante | 23 | Male | M: Dakota, Nyx Night felt the knife against his throat before hearing, "We aren't answering any questions until you answer my one question. Answer us truthfully." He could feel her heart beating fast behind him, and thought that maybe her emotions were acting up. He was surprised that his own were not. "And I would be wise as to how you answer. As you might know, I have a short temper." The other one snarled, her voice turning almost wolflike.
How did I get in this situation again? Ah yes, I asked for it. He thought to himself hiding a small smile. He sighed almost dramatically before saying, "You two must be twins. And I would answer your questions even without you holding a knife by my throat thanks." With that, he teleported out of the girl's hold to behind the wolflike girl. "Name's Night, and you must be the escapees from Ibex."
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Lilypad [23] and Arlin [18] Mentions: Flame
"So we've all been on the run since the fire." As those words left her lips, his eyes dulled, and he slowly nods his head. "As stated before, those managed to escape are currently being hunted down." His voice grew quiet, now taking on a serious demeanor. "To hide our identities, Arlin and I use helmets. I'm sure that all of us crave for a normal life, and I do too." He rubs his forehead, a sigh leaving his lips, and he mutters something. "But, I'm not angry. Actually, I'm glad that I went cause I get to meet my brother, Arlin." Lilypad stares back up to Flame, offering her a soft smile. "I notice you trying to suppress your powers. I see it in your aura. Your powers connect with your emotions, doesn't it?"
He raises his hands dismissively, "I'm not judging your current issues, Flame. It's just something that I'm familiar with," he gestures to the kitchen-hinting that it was Arlin he was talking about, "Arlin was terrible with controlling his powers, but I helped him through it. Which means that I wouldn't mind helping you through it." Lilypad smiles, Arlin entering the living with two glasses of water in his hands. Placing the glasses down onto the coffee table, sitting back down beside Lilypad, and placed both hands onto his lap. He wasn't saying anything to Flame, but he was curious about what her powers could be, and he already knows that Lilypad won't tell him what it is.
"I'm here to make an offer with you, Flame." His smile returns, his eyes filled with warmth. "Would you like to travel with us? But if you do, you have to get something to cover your face." Lilypad was about to say something, but Arlin beat him to it, "The face covering isn't just for your safety, but to others as well. We have a couple of helmets, masks, and other face coverings that you can pick from." Arlin's voice was firm, narrowing his eyes a slight bit as he was concentrated on her. "Will you remember that, though? You're always eager to charge into a battle without thinking, which is something I've constantly told you about." Lilypad scolded him, softly backhanding Arlin's shoulder. "Anyways, I'll be leaving you for now. Arlin," he glares at his younger brother, "Don't do anything stupid."
⚝──⭒─⭑─⭒──⚝ Lilypad [23] Mentions: Jacqueline
When Lilypad left the penthouse, hands shoved in his pockets as he was wearing his helmet to hide his features. He'll take it off once he sees the view of the city, as he knows that it would be a bad idea to wear the helmet that he used to rob the most famous company around. He kept walking for what seems an hour, then he takes off the helmet and places it beside a tree. "Stay right there. I'll be back for you," he chuckles, "Hopefully." Lilypad peers over to the city, the Sun still high in the bright, blue sky, and he clicks the roof of his mouth. "Now, time for me to get a little bit of R&R." His legs start to move again as he heads in the direction of the city, hands shoved in his pockets as he hums a song to himself.
He was now walking amongst the crowd on the sidewalk, keeping his ears open as he wonders if they're talking about the robbery that he and Arlin did. Something that he usually does after a heist, so he knows when it's time to go. Lilypad doesn't mind huge crowds, but after what he just recently, he wanted to. So, he did, and he ducks into an alleyway to continue his rendezvous there.
It was until he met a young woman, possibly in her late teens, and she was holding her cat. Something about her feels off, and he wants to figure out why. His eyes begin to glow as he checks her aura, and sure enough, it wasn't normal. "Another one? In the same area?" A soft smile plays on his face, "How interesting." His voice was low, wanting only him to hear before he cautiously approached her. "Hello, I'm Lilypad." He raises his hands to show her that he means no harm, "I'm just like you. An experimental, I mean." His voice was low as he kept his voice hushed, wanting just the both of them to hear it. "I came from Ibex. As you can guess."
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(Changing fonts cause why not :q) Nyx | 18 | Hetero | Female | Mentions: Dakota, Night
Dakota | 18 | Hetero | Female | Mentions: Nyx, Night Dakota felt as the knife once pressed against the skin, jerk towards her. Teleportation. Nyx should be happy. Dakota held the knife tightly, she watched as the man disappeared and reappear behind Nyx. She listened to the man, who claimed himself to be called "Night." As he spoke of the word "Ibex" Dakota shuttered quietly. Even still..the facility, the fire, Ibex..it all gave her nightmares. "Yes..we are Twins." She could picture Nyx's face glaring at her for spilling information. "Oh calm down! He obviously is no experiment-catcher, they don't have powers, let alone teleport." Dakota looked to Night. "Yes..we are escapees. We haven't encountered any other experiments...we thought they all died in the fire, we were the only survivors." She spoke solemnly. Nyx flinched, not liking the idea of standing with a stranger behind her, she too teleported out from in front of Night and teleported beside her sister. "Why were you following us though?" Nyx asked, somewhat aggressively. So. Another survivor. We aren't the only ones...interesting. Wait-what if there's more? Nyx's eyes dimmed, as she calmed down, along with Dakota's. Their multi-colored eyes seemed to dim in sync. Nyx felt someone else around her, very vague, but there was someone else. Her eyes scanned the area, but her senses couldn't exactly determine where it was coming from. |
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Jacqueline (Goes by Jac) O'Conner | Female | 17.5 | Hetero | Mentions: Open Jac watched the guy walk in her alleyway. She eyed him carefully, watching his every movement as he seemed to take note of her. As he was studying her his eyes started to glow, that was the first tip that he was like her. "Another one, in the same area?" She heard him say quietly, probably thinking to himself. Another what? Another of the cursed. Was he from the fire like me? She studied him carefully, not noticing any noteable burn scars. It made her mildly self aware of the long scar she had that was visable down her shoulder and to her forearm. She regretted wearing the tank top, but at the same time that scar was a sign of survival and stregnth to her. "Hello, I'm Lilypad." The guy said. She looked at him with her brows furrowed for a moment, thinking that was a bizare name. The cat moved him her arms, but just shifting around. "You're cursed too?" She asked him, not really meaning to. She just needed to know. She looked at him with wary eyes, she was ready to step backwards into the shadows if she senced danger. |
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