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Post by Shift on Feb 25, 2017 12:59:11 GMT
Dylan listened to what Sharna had to say, and began twiddling his thumbs. Once she finished, Dylan replied. "Yeah, the media always does things like that. They edited mine too, but I did say those things about you. That is true. And I understand, we still did meet today, even though it feels like ages since we first came." Dylan laughed a little bit, smiling. "I want you to feel comfortable around me, too Sharna." He looks down at his feet, still twiddling his thumbs. Why am I so nervous? All she's doing is just saying she doesn't want anything to get awkward! Should I look up from the floor now? Finally, he looks up from the floor to look at Sharna and stopped twiddling his thumbs.
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Post by DodoDestroyer on Feb 25, 2017 14:33:57 GMT
Her smile widens a little at his words. She's relieved he's being understandable but also that he meant what he said, not just for the cameras. "Cool, that's cool. Glad we understand each other's situations." She says more brightly, her confidence returning to her.
After a few seconds silence, she speaks up to break the ice. She realised the two haven't actually had a chance to talk. She decides to her little trick with Neon, it usually leaves a good impression and a good conversation starter. "Hey, check this out! May tickle a little." She steps close to him and rests her index finger gently on the tip of his nose. Thin trails of Neon of the colours purple, blue and pink form from her finger and twist and snake around Orbit's outline, leaving an outline of his frame, features and creases in their path. The feeling is neither warm nor cold but has a sensation of a finger running softly against his skin and clothes.
Once the trails meet one another, Sharna gently pulls him towards her while taking a few steps back. Left in its way, is a perfect, hollow silhouette of Orbit of different colours. It even included his facial details and creases of his skin. "Okay, turn around." She says with a smirk, quite excited to see his reaction.
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Post by Shift on Feb 25, 2017 14:46:54 GMT
Dylan was somewhat confused as Sharna put a finger on his nose. He then gets an odd sensation, like a river or something running on him. Sharna then pulled him back, and asked him to turn around. Dylan, of course, turned around to see a neon outline of him where he once stood. "Woah! That's pretty cool! I wonder, can you control it? Since your powers are manipulating neon, you should be able to control it." Dylan walked around the neon construct, inspecting it, smiling at the exactness of the outline. It seems like an exact copy of his outline at the time!
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Post by DodoDestroyer on Feb 25, 2017 15:00:01 GMT
Sharna laughs a little, amused by his reaction to his Neon copy. "Sadly I can't. The herologists say my power can manipulate Neon, but I produce it more than control it. They said I'm a unique type of light wielder." She says, hoping she hasn't disappointed him much, but then she remembers something. "But I can do this!"
Without lifting a finger, she makes Neon Orbit change colours gradually. Shifting from blue, purple and pink to green, white and orange. Then it mimics his own colours, his black robes and skin tone. "I've always wondered if I could make Neon move smoothly. I'm told I've not unlocked my full potential yet, being an Infini and all. It makes me think what I could be capable of." She says as Neon Orbit continues changing lights like a Christmas tree.
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Post by Shift on Feb 25, 2017 15:18:04 GMT
"Well, that is a shame. I want to see Neon Dylan dance, or something!" Dylan stood there, memorized by the changing lights, for a brief moment. After a few moment of staring at his neon self, he talks again. "Well, since we're talking about cool things out powers can do, how about I try something too." Dylan closed the door and cracked his knuckles, as his eyes glow a faint blue. Slowly, both him and Sharna began to lift off the ground in a state of zero gravity. A few magazines float up, but thankfully everything else didn't float off too much. Now both him nd Sharna were off the ground, and were now floating in the air. "So, what do you think, huh? Kt's similar to flying, in fact. You can even do a somersault!". To illustrate his point, he flips over, doing a somersault in the air. He couldn't help but laugh at his powers. "Trust me, that is way harder with gravity. I tried..." He wondered what her reaction to the weightlessness of zero gravity was. Some people loved it, while others felt a tad uncomfortable. "It takes a while to get used to it, but don't worry." He threw a smile her way to make her feel more comfortable in zero-gravity.
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Post by DodoDestroyer on Feb 25, 2017 15:41:02 GMT
"Oh don't worry. I'll be sure to work on making him dance!" She smirks playfully, feeling totally relaxed around him. She waits for what he is about to do, rather excited to see what will happen... Then she feels suddenly weightless. She looks down to see she is no longer on the ground and basically levitating. She eyes widen slightly, in awe at this power. She is completely speechless.
She watches Orbit flip in the air and immediately, she must try this for herself. She flips herself in the air, struggling to keep herself from flipping around continously but she is enjoying herself, indicated by the large grin on her face. "Dylan. This is so cool! I always imagined what flying was like ever since I was little. I feel like I'm five again." She says gleefully, she really does feel like a child enjoying this. "So what else can you do with it? Can you make things heavier too?" She asks as she looks at him, still grinning like a kid.
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Post by Envy on Feb 25, 2017 15:43:42 GMT
Ah great yet again the media has twisted my words again but fuck it it's only till now they'll give me shit. This will get better as the show progress but for now I'll just keep things on the slow side for now. Walking over towards the living room Desmon turns on the 3V and flips through a couple of channels one of the channels happened to be a documentary of the Villians of Millennia City he begins to watch the TV. He loved to watch shows like this they were always so cheesy to watch well that is for him anyway. He mind begins to wonder is about the others it seems like Highlight and Orb and getting along well they seem to have the sweets for each other. Then his thinks to think about Matrix she very sweet and is well mannered her mom must be proud of her. Hell I don't even know what my mom would of thought of me but still she has powers that are related in some way. I'll have to try and talk to her sometime he taken a shine to her even though they've haven't talked that much.
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Post by Shift on Feb 25, 2017 16:00:38 GMT
Dylan laughed at Sharna flipping around. "I'm glad you enjoy it, Sharna! I must admit, this was the first thing I did when I got my powers! But I don’t really use this way to fly actually. In order to fly fast, I just make gravity pull me sideways to my destination, and I basically just fall sideways. However I don't really do that for other people since some can't take it as well..." Dylan has a seemingly sad look on his face, but in an instant he turned back to his usual happy self. However, there was a moment that it was there.
"Oh yeah! I can make gravity pull more or less. A low gravitational pull is really good for moving a room around since everything gets lighter, so just call me if you ever need to pick up a bed or something! What else can I do... hmmm..." Dylan floated there wondering what else he could do, before he snapped his fingers. "Oh! I can also walk on the wall or ceiling. I call it floortilting. Here, let me show you!"
His eyes glew blue for a second, as both of them floated gently to ground. He grabbed Sharna and gently pulled her torwards a wall, where his eyes glew once more. A faint tug pulled both him and Sharna torwards the wall. They were now laying on the wall, and as Dylan got up, he saw the floor they once were standing on. He could now loom straight ahead and see the top of the bed, and the top of the desk. He grinned, and turned around and held his hand out to Sharna, who was still laying on the wall, to help her get on her feet. While one may assume at first glance that all the blood would rush to the side of their bodies, it actually felt exactly as if they were still on the floor they once were on.
"So, what do you think of walking on the walls?" Dylan asked her, eager to know her reaction to this ability.
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Post by DodoDestroyer on Feb 25, 2017 16:15:36 GMT
At first, Sharna is a little curious to why Orbit to guiding her to the wall. Then, she feels like the whole world is turning right now and her body has difficulty adjusting to it. She gets a feeling in her stomach like she is falling as they turn and her legs feel a little like jelly. She's handled many surreal feelings when she adjusts her powered speed, but this was a whole new feeling altogether. It doesn't make her feel queezy, but it certainly doesn't make her feel normal either.
She gladly takes Orbit's hand tightly, worried she may fall off at any point. Once she feels steady again, it feels just like she did while on the floor that is now beside them. She softens her grip, but doesn't let go of his hand, subconsciously holding onto him. She just looks around in amazement. Everything is still the same, just viewed at a different angle... It's such a simple thing, but it amuses her greatly. She turns to look at him, eyes bright and smiling. "Dude, your power is so much more cooler than mine." She says honestly while taking his other hand into hers. She was always more intrigued by others and their powers than her own. "You can do all of this, all I do is make colours and go fast."
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Post by Shift on Feb 25, 2017 16:31:45 GMT
Dylan became a bit worried as Sharna seems a little dizzy, however thankfully she adjusted. She softens her grip, but she still held on to his hand, which made Dylan blush slightly as he only expected her to hold it until she got up. Although the blush was there for a moment, so Sharna didn't see it. The thing that really suprised him, though, was when she took his other hand and complimented his abilities. Not wanting to one-up her powers, he spoke to her. "My power isn't all that great. It is most definitely one of the most uncomfortable powers ever, especially when I was new to it. When my powers first came to me, it literally ripped my room off my parents house. Not fun.Like the saying goes, practice makes perfect. With enough practice, maybe one day Neon Dylan will experience dancing!" He points torwards the neon copy of him, before returning to Sharna. "So... what do you want to do now?"
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Post by DodoDestroyer on Feb 25, 2017 16:44:59 GMT
"We all have uncontrollable moments with our powers." Sharna admits, hoping to comfort him about his insecurity. "When mine manifested, it probably did in the least subtle way possible... Exploded the room into bright colours... Too bright, I blinded my dad and he now needs these special goggles that help him see." She laughs nervously, but that wasn't her most proudest moment.. She still feels guilty about her dad. "Doesn't end there. I tried to run to my room in shock and humiliation, only then my speed decided to make it's debut. I ended up on the other side of Millennial City in two seconds, and I was only seven. Cried for an hour as the police took me in and called my parents." She shrugs sheepishly, she's never told anyone this story before.
"Weeeell I'm unsure." She answers him. "I would love to show you what it feels like to move ten miles in a few seconds, but the wind chill may get to you and no doubt you'll throw up. I'd hate to ruin the moment we're having because of me showing off." She teases, still holding onto his hands. "But seriously, the others may get the wrong idea if we're away for too long." She smirks. She doesn't want to go back, but Sharna knows they will have to.
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Post by Shift on Feb 25, 2017 18:12:54 GMT
Wow. Her dad needs goggles and she ran to the opposite side of the city? "Wow... I'm sorry about your dad..." an awkward silence came, but Dylan broke it. "As for what to do, I suppose we should go back before a bunch of speculation comes in about what we're doing. Let me get us down." Their feet began to lift off the ground, as gravity began to release its grasp on both of them. As they floated in the air, Dylan steered them torwards the floor, and gravity slowly came back and the glow in his eyes subsided. When they touched the ground, Dylan spoke, still smiling from the fun they had with their powers. "How about we head down right about now?" He said to her, with a mock bow, before laughing at himself and eventually standing up straight.
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Post by DodoDestroyer on Feb 25, 2017 19:02:55 GMT
"It's fine." She says, talking about her dad. "At first, it was hard for him to adjust, but he's been doing okay since." She felt awful about it for a long time, but her parents assured her it was an accident and couldn't be helped. They were happy that she developed her powers at a young age more than anything. She tightens her hold on Orbit as he brings them bask to the floor. It will take some time getting used to that...
She enjoyed his company more than she thought she would. She can't help but wonder about what else he can do with his powers... Or about Orbit himself and he thinks the same about her and her abilities. She lets go of his hands and steps close, kissing him lightly on the cheek, showing her gratitude in action. "I liked that, Dylan. Nevermind the troubles of your powers, I still think you're still pretty awesome." She smiles to him. She walks over to her door and steps out of her room, turning to Orbit. "Coming or what?" She says in a playful manner, smirking.
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Post by Shift on Feb 25, 2017 19:18:53 GMT
As they set down on the floor, he feels Sharna's hands slipping out of his, only to be met with a light kiss on the cheek. He flinched slightly, and he was seriously hoping he wasn't blushing right now. That would be embarrasing. When the kiss on the cheek was lifted off, Dylan smiled and rubbed the back of his neck in a sheepish way. He then heard Sharna telling him he's pretty awesome. "I liked doing that too. Feel free to tell me if you ever need to pick up something heavy or experience flying." For a while he didn't move, a little suprised at the events that just transpired, with a slight smile on his face. "I'm coming!" He said to her as he walked out of her room with Sharna. He could hear Darla come online, no doubt with plenty of teases... and he was right. Darla couodn't help but talk about this, and h÷'s pretty sure that she's never going to stop. "Oh look at my little boy, he's a grown up, you ladies man!" and, "When are you getting married!?! Oh, I'll get the invitations!", were but a few of the many teases she made. He was hoping that last one was a joke... he's going to have to check his email to make sure Darla didn't actually send invites... Dylan thought back to Darla, saying "It was just a kiss on the cheek! Nothing more, nothing less! Right...?"
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Post by Deleted on Feb 25, 2017 20:02:07 GMT
After a few moments of looking around the empty room, Ruby jumped in surprise at the feeling of something fluffy brushing past her foot. Her already tense nerves spiked at the sudden feeling and she was caught off guard. As he head quickly moved to identify the feeling, her eyes widened at the form of the small cat. Her eyes lit up a bit and her hammering heart slowed upon the sight of it, as she did have a definite soft spot for cats. She was immediately confused about the cat's presence, however. Did someone actually bring one in with them? Before she could bend down to get a closer look at the cat, she was interrupted by the sound of its voice. At first, she quickly looked around the room for the source of the noise before once again tracing her gaze back to the cat. "Wah.." She stammered, backing up a bit. After a few moments of blind confusion, her mind immediately went back to her earlier encounter with the ghost in the kitchen. No one seemed surprised by the ghost's impossible presence so that had to mean that they knew something that she didn't. While blankly staring at the cat as it climbed onto the vacant bed, she began to understand that one of the other heroes probably had the ability to manifest illusions or something. Nonetheless, the cat still freaked her out a bit.
She winced at it when it grinned at her from atop the bed, prepared to respond to it before it asked about her hair. The cat's focus on her hair only made her more confused. "It's uh.." She stammered and brought a hand to her face before gaining her nerve. She'd been asked that question many times, but not by a cat. "Actually, it's not important. Why don't you-" She started to order the cat around before it asked her why they were both in the room in the first place. This surprised her, since she assumed that someone sent the cat to her to bring her back to the kitchen or something. She scowled, beginning to become impatient with the cat regardless of how cute it was. "Well, I don't know what YOU'RE doing here. If I were guessing, I'd say that someone sent you to spy on me. Why don't you just go back to your owner and-" Before she could continue, she was interrupted by a loud sound from the room's television. The cat is the first to react by dashing out of the door, but Ruby probably would've done the same if her shock hadn't paralyzed her. The girl who she'd been looking for had fallen from a television on the wall. At this point, she was more than fed up with all of the weird powers that everyone else had. Why couldn't they have just been born with something a little more straight forward?
At first, Ruby was unsure if Matrix even noticed her or not. She squinted at her strange mannerisms and took a casual step back towards the door, in case she'd over stepped her bounds by coming into her room uninvited. She watched Matrix in silence until the girl mentioned that she hadn't knocked before coming in. Matrix seemed more upset about that fact than anything else, but she wasn't sure if she still had a lingering anger from their earlier interaction. Fighting through discomfort, she reminded herself about the girl's innocence and steeled her mind with what she'd come to do. "Y-yeah, I know I didn't knock." She said in a hesitant voice. It was true, she never had learned the importance of doing so. "I guess I could try to start if it matters to you." She said, though she wasn't sure if she'd be coming back to this room after she left. She watched the girl continue to behave strangely in front of her. She really couldn't wrap her head around why anyone would act like that. It was beginning to make her feel more sorry for the girl than scared of her now, though. Taking a deep breath, she prepared to deliver an apology, an action that was never easy for her. "Look, I think I said something back in the kitchen that uh.. hurt your feelings." She spoke as softly as was possible for her. "I guess I just came back to try to make you feel better. I didn't really mean whatever I said.." She looked ashamed as she spoke, but tried to dance around giving a straightforward apology.
She immediately began to remember the cameras and hoped that Matrix had her bedroom cameras turned off. She really didn't want the media to embarrass her with clips of her apology. "Even though we're really different, I think we kinda have something in common. I think we're both pretty bad at dealing with people in our own ways." She wasn't sure if that would offend Matrix or not, but hoped that it wouldn't. "When I think about how difficult it is for me to have a normal conversation with someone without exploding on them, literally or not, you..uh.. kind of make more sense." She turned her glance away from Matrix a bit. "Not that it's really going to be a problem for you, considering how all of them already love you." She mumbled lowly to herself. She tried to hide her jealousy about all of the media attention Matrix had been getting. She regained her composure. "Anyway, you'd better forgive me now. I don't really do this, after all." She really trusted that the cameras in room were turned off, considering that Matrix seemed pretty private anyway.
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Post by Alexodia on Feb 25, 2017 22:10:55 GMT
Ruby's words washing over her as she listened to her apology, she couldn't help but get the feeling that Ruby didn't mean what she said; Mom had always said that somebody who doesn't mean an apology is bad news and she shouldn't talk to them. But she couldn't get away from her as she usually did; she was living with her, and would probably have to work with her on missions and talk to her regularly for an amalgamation of reasons. She felt panic bubble up in her chest as she struggled to formulate an answer once Ruby had finished, her mouth opening for a few seconds and then closing once more. Her left arm still close to her face as she studied it, she quickly clenched her left fist before choppily moving her head to look at Ruby's feet. Every single moment that passed increased the anxiety she felt, a gigantic ball of fear in her stomach as she furrowed her eyebrows in scrutinisation.
"Mom said somebody who demands forgiveness...doesn't...deserve it." she spoke up softly, her voice more present than usual as she channeled her mother's strength but still somewhat distant as she cast her eyes up to Ruby's abdomen, occupying her eyes by studying Ruby's attire and proportions intently, so she didn't feel the need to initiate eye-contact. She never did well at that.
A few seconds of silence passed; she never really felt awkward during silences, so she wasn't sure what to make of it. "Something in common...dealing with people." She noted, pointing out Ruby's comments as she lowered her left arm and put her hands down by her side, bending her elbows slightly and tapping a rhythm against her left leg with her fingers as she turned her body towards Ruby's, both of them facing each other. "Suppose." she acquiesced, her head softly moving upwards as she cast her gaze towards the ceiling, her expression turning inquisitive and curious. "I...try to be nice, but can't. And you...can be nice, but don't." she proposed, her eyes narrowing slightly as she imagined the reasoning behind this. She wasn't sure what Ruby would make of it, but it was an accurate summation of both of them and their proposed 'similarities', which she seemed adamant to point out alongside her apology. "Bad in our own ways." she repeated Ruby's statement softly, before moving her gaze down to look down at Ruby's abdomen again, her gaze distant and unblinking. She pursed her lips in thought.
"Mom said that there was nothing wrong with me. Just different." She revealed softly, her usually monotone voice gaining a hint of confusion. "But Mom said that...kids don't care. Because even though I...can't help it, don't understand why people...talk and laugh, cry...kids are mean because they want to be. Not because they don't understand. She said some kids do it to...feel superior. Because...they can fit in and...I can't. Mom said because of that...some kids think they're better than me. Kids like you." she added on softly, swallowing her anxiety with everything she had to lift her confused eyes up to Ruby's face.
"Mom said that...people do whatever they can to...make themselves feel better about themselves. Even if...it means bringing somebody else down. And...people that don't fit in...are the ones with the biggest targets on their backs." She revealed, her gaze turning slightly hurt as she valiantly tried to push away some of the more upsetting memories that resurfaced with her words. It wasn't lost on her that Ruby was probably the type of girl that would have pushed her around had they grown up together; she certainly acted like one of the girls in particular. She'd be the popular one who made fun of the girl who liked to play alone, just to make herself feel better. But she had an opportunity here; despite what had happened, she didn't want to hurt her, or humiliate her as she had been. That would make her just as bad. But they didn't care about that, despite the fact that she cared so much about that. She'd been wanting to know all of her life, and she wasn't sure that another opportunity would come along so easily.
"My Mom said...I shouldn't be mean to people." she spoke up once more after a few seconds of silence, her expression turning hopeful as she contemplated her situation, her tone as innocuous and curious about the answer as it was daydreamy. "What did your Mom say?"
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Post by jackygirl on Feb 26, 2017 2:31:48 GMT
Alice smiled back at Music-man. "If you beat up bad guys like you beat-up invisibles you'll be the best!" Harvey was still muttering in her ear. "Harvey says you're just showing off and he could beat you though."
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Post by Raz on Feb 26, 2017 4:56:10 GMT
He grinned at her compliment and scratched the back of his head in embarrassment."We that's nice of you to say Alice. Why does Harvey think I'm trying to show off though? I just figured I'd start training. Can you ask him why he says he could beat me? I thought we were all on the same team."
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Post by Deaths on Feb 26, 2017 6:05:32 GMT
IIIIIIII can show you the world. The voice sings mockingly as Alex continues to watch the two fly around. He's four or five beers in now stewing in his own self pity, the two of them land and Jenny pops up. "Dude honestly you've seen enough, who wins with you doing this to yourself? You think she's gonna want this?!" She points at him with a concerned look. "Besides man its kind of fucked up to spy on her, you got mad at the hidden cameras, kinda being a hypocritical douche don't you think?" She puts her hands on her hips looking angry, with a wave of Alex's hand R3C and PL4Y disappear and return to the sketchbook.
"You're right, I can't do this to myself, I'm cracking already and it hasn't even been one day." He throws the empty beer onto his bed a small pile of bottles sits on his bed, they clang together drawing Alex's attention. He walks over to his wall and claps his hands cheerfully. "Jenny I need some music I'm feeling inspired!" Jenny begins to blast MSI with a thumbs up proud Alex is pulling himself out of his pity party. "OK boys we got a lot of painting to do and I'm feeling lazy." He announces to no one as he pulls out a much smaller sketch book from a suitcase, "I'm gonna need the rollers please and thank you." In a flash seven paint rollers appear in front of him with each with a set of arms and legs of their own they stand in perfect formation saluting. "I need black painted up to that line perfect and smooth, the rock brothers will supply the paint, move out!" He commands as Smash, Mash, and Crash jump out of their book, Mash and Crash gather paint supplies and begin laying them out for the rollers. Smash begins opening the doors and windows all over the room, trying to keep the ventilation adequate. Jeremy perks up and curls onto the bed yawning. "Jeremy I'll have to fix your left ear soon ok?" Alex ask and a lackadaisical nod is his answer, he moves back to the Phoenix and continues sketch it working on the body this time, remembering his promise he turns the cameras on and allows his process to be recorded, giving tips to aspiring painters and throwing shout outs to fans.
Sharna is still on his mind so he decides to take a few creative changes to his art, no longer is it a phoenix rising from its flame, it is one escaping the darkness below as hands try to pull it down. For now music blast through his room and in parts of the house, the rollers move in perfect synchronization as they are true masters of their craft placing down the black paint perfectly. Jenny rocks out to the music, and keeps telling Alex how great it is to see him working. The voice tries to call out, but it can't reach him when he works, art is the only thing that's ever truly made him happy nothing can touch him here. With each stroke of his pencil his creation comes to life, he envisions the life of this phoenix he names 'Selenia'. Her word is full of a great darkness very few were able to survive, but her flame can save them she is willing to do whatever it takes to help her world, and will not stop until it is saved. "God speed Selenia." Alex comments to himself as he starts working on her tail feathers near the darkness lower on the wall, if he plans this out correctly the body of the bird should fit perfectly. He continues his work oblivious to the chaos going on in his room as his other creations work to make his art become real.
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Post by jackygirl on Feb 26, 2017 14:57:09 GMT
Alice giggled. "Harvey gets annoyed whenever he sees people in better shape then him. Smiley says it's because it 'threatens his male pride' but I don't know what that means. He never got upset about Scarface though even though he was even stronger then you."
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Post by Raz on Feb 26, 2017 15:15:49 GMT
Ielele looked as though she had just discovered something magical when she heard Alice say that. She leaned in close and whispered to Alice, mischief plain to hear in her voice. "Do you think it's because he's jealous?" Darrius, still fully aware of everything they're saying, crosses his arms. "Oh cut it out Ielele." Fromus chuckled and shook his head. "Its too late my boy. She's in her element now."
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Post by jackygirl on Feb 26, 2017 15:21:51 GMT
Harvey snorted. "Me jealous? Of Mr oh-so-handsome Music-man? Please." Alice's brows knitted together again. "Why would Harvey be jealous?"
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Post by Raz on Feb 26, 2017 15:38:40 GMT
"Because maybe he thinks that you are more interested in Music-man than him. You know how boys are. Look at how he's trying to act more macho than Darrius is. He wants to show to you that he's better." She giggled, enjoying the drama. "Music-man hasn't said it but I know he thinks you're very pretty."
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Post by jackygirl on Feb 26, 2017 15:49:43 GMT
Alice turned bright crimson. "Well ummm-I-uh-I think he's pretty too..." She practically whispered looking down at the floor in embarrassment. "Hey Ladybug!" Harvey yelled. "Remember when I said I was ok with you touching other people? I meant other girls. ONLY OTHER GIRLS!" But for once Alice ignored him. "So ummmmm Smiley said my training equipment should have been sent ahead would... would you help me train?"
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Post by Raz on Feb 26, 2017 16:06:04 GMT
Darrius was glaring at Ielele as she whispered to Alice. "I am so going to get you back for this you dirty traitor." He grumbled to himself. He was so embarrassed that he almost missed what she said. "Oh, uhm of course. I would love to help you train. Have you had much practice before?" He asked, feeling much more comfortable with something that he understood than with the previous conversation.
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Post by jackygirl on Feb 26, 2017 16:25:22 GMT
"Scarface has been training me for the last three years but I've never actually had to fight a real someone." Alice said, inwardly remembering when she had to fight her nightmares every time she fell asleep. She looked around the room and spooted a familiar crate in the corner she rushed over and opened it. Inside was a metal bo-staff and a suit of rubber armour. She took them out of the box and looked from the armour to Darrius trying not to stare or blush at his bare chest. "It should fit might be a tiny bit big on you though Scarface is very muscly." Suddenly she looked flustered. "Not that you don't have big muscles or anything and yours are much nicer then Scarface's... Uhm anyway yes try it on!" She said handing him the armour. Harvey grumbled from the corner. "Nah let him fight without armour he can have some nightmares to go along with those bruises..." But Alice knew he didn't really mean it he wouldn't be that cruel.
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Post by Raz on Feb 26, 2017 17:56:24 GMT
"I need this to keep me safe from your powers? You certainly must be powerful."
Ielele leans against the wall and watches the match with Fromus. She crosses her arms and looks over at the young woman. "Our boy is in deep isn't he Fromus?" The warrior nodded. "He might have met his match this time. That girl has beauty and the strength to match it. Many men have fallen to women such as that."
Darrius' eyebrows twitched in annoyance at their complete lack of confidence in his abilities. Otherwise he ignored them and focused on putting on the rubber armour. Armour was perhaps the wrong word for it, it was closer to a dive suit made of rubber. It was obviously made for someone larger than himself but it wasn't baggy enough to inhibit him. Once he had got it on he went through the motions of throwing a few punches followed by a high kick. Satisfied he could use it without issue he looked over to Alice. He had to admit she did look quite pretty. He quickly had to shut such thoughts down before his cheeks gain anymore colour to them than they already had.
"Alright, we can start if you're ready. How intense do you want this to be?"
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Post by jackygirl on Feb 26, 2017 18:13:04 GMT
"Ummmmmm Scarface always said there's no point 'pussy fighting' cause in a real fight your enemy doesn't hold back." She winced slightly as she remembered all the bruises and scrapes he'd given her. Smiley had tried to argue against it but Scarface had just rolled his eyes and said. "Little lady is going to be fighting tougher bastards then me; fucking super-powered monsters and all that shit, would you rather I spared her cuts-and-bruises now so a fucking psycho can chop her in half later?" After that Smiley had kept quiet.
She took her defensive stance with the staff held diagonally across her body so she could swiftly respond and block to an attack from any diretion. "Ummmmm I'm not very good at attacking so you first." Harvey was yelling advice from the sideline mostly involving Music-man's "nuts".
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Post by Raz on Feb 26, 2017 21:17:46 GMT
He nodded, "That's sensible. I'll have to meet this Scarface one day. I'd love to see how he can fight. Now," His gaze shifted to focus intensely on her shoulders in anticipation for her strike. His voice loses its warmth. "Lets get started." He said as he began to calmly walk towards her. That same low growl from his previous match returns.
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Post by jackygirl on Feb 26, 2017 21:23:27 GMT
Alice held position until just before Darrius was in striking range then took a half-step forward and thrust at his diaphragm. As Scarface had taught her she didn't put all her weight behind the attack so that when he dodged she could quickly change the direction of the staff to swing left, right, up or down and hopefully catch him by surprise.
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