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Post by sasha on Aug 20, 2010 14:44:33 GMT -5
A taxi pulls up outside the school. Rose had insisted on visiting alone. She fumbles around in the pocket of her lop-sided trench coat and pulls out a wallet. She counts puls out a ten and a five from seperate sections of the wallet. The 16 year old hands the cabby the fare telling him to keep the change. She pulls a large suitcase, a backpack, and a violin case out of the trunk of the cab. She felt her way along the entire time. She turns to face what she thinks is the gate and walks forward.
The suitcases bump the wall before she does. She places the violin down and starts groping around, she was told there would be an intercom that she would have to activate to get in... now where was it...
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Angel
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Post by Angel on Aug 20, 2010 15:36:47 GMT -5
Angel was outside for the afternoon, enjoying the sun and the breeze as she relaxed on the lawn. She closed her eyes and sighed as she relaxed in the warm shine of the sun. She was planning on spending a few hours in that spot, maybe taking a nap, but then she heard a car pull up. She opened her eyes and sat up, shielding her eyes and looking out the gate to see a girl feeling the wrong side of the gate for the intercom. Angel cocked her head to the side in interest and stood, walking over and pressing the button on her side. The gate opened and she stepped over.
"Can I help you, miss?"
She reached out and touched the girl's shoulder, letting her know where the person who was talking was standing. Angel didn't know for sure, but judging by the girl's behavior, she would bet the girl was blind.
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sasha
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Post by sasha on Aug 20, 2010 16:26:41 GMT -5
She looks over Angel's shoulder. She adjusts some of the glass lenses over the black and orange goggles she was wearing. "Well I just stumbled on the curb while getting my bags, but yes, I could use some help. I have an appointment with Mr. Summers... I'm moving in." She smiles sweetly at the spot over Angel's shoulder, She takes the woman's hand off of her shoulder. The smile was a little strained, the woman hadn't been excessively coddling yet.
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Angel
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Post by Angel on Aug 20, 2010 16:36:34 GMT -5
She found the goggles odd, but didn't ask as her hand was removed from the girl's shoulder. She mentioned an appointment with Scott and Angel shrugged a little. Well if she was a new student, then who was Angel to argue?
"Alright. Here, I'll get the suitcase."
She held her hand out and a blue shield surrounded the suitcase and lift it into the air. It floated along behind them as they walked.
"This way. I can take you to your room, if you like. Mr. Summers is teaching a class right now and won't be finished for about half an hour."
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sasha
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Post by sasha on Aug 20, 2010 17:20:14 GMT -5
"Oh..." She looks down at her wrist. She was wearing a watch but it was upsidedown, and blinking that it was 4:00 AM. She smiles sweetly as she walks to the left and slightly behind Angel. She was following the woman from the sound of her footsteps. "I guess I got out of the airport faster than I expected. My names is Rose."
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Angel
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Post by Angel on Aug 28, 2010 3:12:12 GMT -5
She glanced back at the girl as she looked at the watch, though it was obvious she couldn't actually see it. She was really starting to wonder about this girl, and that made her wonder if this girl would figure out what Angel was going to do next. She smiled as the girl introduced herself.
"I'm Angel."
She looked around as they headed up the driveway and smiled as she saw a few students playing an improvised game of soccer on the grass.
"I think you'll like it here. There are plenty of people to get to know."
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Post by thecomissar on Aug 29, 2010 16:37:45 GMT -5
Before they can even get inside there is a loud crashing sound. Amadeus comes flying out of a kitchen window. He hits the ground hard and rolls across their path. His trip ends with his back slamming into the fountain. With a wordless shout of pain he coughs up some blood. He was covered in small cuts from the glass breaking. Electricity sparks and arcs across his body as he starts to shakily stand. He shakes his head trying to get his bearings, his eye blinking the confusion away.
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Post by The Envoy on Aug 29, 2010 19:07:10 GMT -5
Jon drops down behind him only moments later. Only instead of hitting the ground hard, he absorbs the shock with his legs, and stands up only moments later. He was bleeding from a few cuts where the he had made contact with glass, but he didn't notice, nor did he seem to care.
Drawing into his energy, he walked past Rose and Angel, bumping into both as he did, giving off small bursts of energy with each contact.
Then, with a massive ripple of air and raw energy, he unleashes a massive wave of force at the prone Deus. The wave travels toward the fountain, tearing up earth and stone as it does, and has more than enough juice to turn the fountain in a pile of sand, let alone what it would do to a human body.
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sasha
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Post by sasha on Aug 29, 2010 22:38:22 GMT -5
Rose squeaks when she feels the one man go flying past, and hears his impact. It sounded so painful, but before she could turn to try to get a better hearing on the situation, Jon had bumped into her. She is knocked foward onto the ground her luggage and goggles going flying. She cries out in startlement and only barely gets her arms between herself and the ground. Here unseeing eyes look around, and she feels the rumbling in the ground. The girl closes her eyes tightly against the tears of fear that welled up. The grass around her begins to grow taller.
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Angel
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Post by Angel on Aug 30, 2010 21:59:53 GMT -5
Angel barely had a chance to get a bearing of what was going on as Jon and Deus burst out into the Grounds. She looked over to Deus as he tried to get his bearings, but then Jon bumped into them and they were both sent to the ground, Angel creating a cushion for them to land on from her shields. She looked over at Rose, saw that she wasn't hurt, then jumped to her feet and saw Jon's attack on Deus. She threw her arms up and sent out a shield over Jon to protect him from harm, bracing herself for the impact. The attack hit the shield and she screamed in pain from the backlash. She grabbed her head, panting a little, but she had to stop this. She shook her head to clear it and looked up at Jon. She threw a shield over him, trying to stop him from attacking again.
"Jon! Jon, stop this! What's going on!? You two are friends!"
She ran over and put herself in between Jon and Deus, hoping to snap him out of whatever was happening.
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Post by thecomissar on Aug 31, 2010 12:45:58 GMT -5
Amadues spits blood towards Jon, of course it bounces off the shield around himself. "Were, and I knew I would regret getting the birdies." He wipes his nose and stands there very beaten and battered, especially compared to Jon. This was a losing fight, but Amadeus didn't care. The fight against Sabretooth had been a losing fight too. Of course this time he doubted anyone would come along that could actually stop this fight before one of them went unconscious. He looks to his left and grins. He smashes his hand into one of the lights that shone onto the fountain, charging up.
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Post by The Envoy on Sept 2, 2010 18:18:25 GMT -5
Jon didn't look at Angel as he spoke.
"Stand aside, this is between him and me," he wasn't threatening, he wasn't angry, he didn't yell, in fact, he seemed to be rather calm about the whole thing. It was as if his mind was entirely made up of what was going to happen here...and that was what made him terrifying.
Most of Jon's hurt was internal, the electrical discharges Deus had hit him with were painful, but they didn't all show physically.
He was physically tired, and he'd used a decent amount of energy in this fight, but he still had a lot left, and his will was still going strong.
Holding out an armored hand at Angel, he says one last thing, "Please."
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sasha
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Post by sasha on Sept 3, 2010 11:50:48 GMT -5
Rose lays there simply cowering as the grass grows around her, weaving itself into a tight basket, cell walls thickening forming a very strong barrier around herself. Of course one layer didn't calm her down because she could not see the defence she was creating. Also, with her lack of control it was simply her emotions driving what the plants did. THerefore they kept growing and adding to the green dome that surrounded her small body.
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Angel
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Post by Angel on Sept 5, 2010 11:35:57 GMT -5
She glanced back at Deus as he corrected her, but she didn't take her eye of Jon for more than a moment. She saw him hold his hand out to her, but didn't flinch as she held both shields strong around them both. She shook her head as he told her to step aside and she narrowed her eyes, shaking her head.
"NO. I am not moving until you both calm down and tell me what the hell is going on!"
She glanced over where Rose was and saw the dome of grass forming around the girl. At least she was safe. Behind her, she heard Deus break the lamp, but didn't look. Her shields would block electrical attacks. What she had to worry about was Jon figuring out that he could attack the other side of her shield with his telekinesis.
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Post by thecomissar on Sept 5, 2010 13:13:01 GMT -5
"We're going to die on each other's swords. Now move aside." He keeps powering himself up, and begins to send his electricity into the substrate, searching for the lines he knew were there. He had a plan most devious to get her out of the way, though he was of course giving her a chance to stand down. The grass around him was becoming scorched and melting away from the high amount of electricity that he was channeling and storing. "Please."
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