OppositeInverse
The Origin of The End.
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Great Falls, Montana
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The Origin of The End.
-ONE YEAR AGO-
The night sky was beautiful. Stars aligned the azure dark violet and blue mesh above. Littered with luminescence from the galaxy and even beyond. Diamond was asleep in her bed, the tolls of that day weighing on her pretty heavily. She was out of school for winter break, and her brother Caleb was home for college break as well, finishing up his Freshman year at university. Their parents Colt and Paula had expressed how proud of him they were, and despite Diamond's stellar A honor roll grades she seemed to fade into the background of her older brother, simply because he was living the life they wanted him to. So they thought. Caleb was a grown ass man now, and she and he both knew he wasn't the man her parents wanted him to be, or she should at least say her father. She knew her mother had at times wanted to express individuality, but remained quiet. Didi remembered Paula telling her she "Understands why he is the way he is", alluding to some dark past event or some shit. Either way, it was no excuse. Had Diamond had kids in her life she'd always push them to be absolutely anything she wanted to be, and of course she'd done the same for Caleb. On his birthdays she's bought him X-Men comics, all the Star Wars movies year after year, the works. She loved Caleb with every fiber of her, and though she was the baby, she would go to major extremes to protect him, even against her parents. So it was that she rebelled as she always does that she argued with them about never being able to get out of the house or do things she'd like, their excuse was that she's still a kid under their roof. Once she mentioned Caleb and how he's grown and should be seen for who he is, that was that. Grounded. The straight A, miss popular was grounded for having a voice.
But that would all change, her voice wasn't the only thing about to become strong.
Clink!
A sharp and precise tap against Diamond's second floor bedroom window caused her to jump up from her sheets. She lie in darkness as the moonlight cascaded through the window, reflecting off her face. She swipes the sheets back and pattered over to the window. She thought it was a bird but it's night. And Montana isn't known for bats. Had it been an owl surely she would've witnessed a crack in the glass. But she inspect her window, and from her peripheral she sees a bright light on the ground below in her front yard. So bright, that you couldn't even see the ground around it. It began to light up the house like a spotlight. "What the hell...?" The 16 year old girl started to grab her phone, and make her way downstairs. She goes as silent as possible not to wake anyone, and upon approaching the front door a hand touches her shoulder as she almost screamed bloody murder, her impulsive punch caught by her brother, Caleb. She sighs in relief. "You scared the shit outta me! Did you see it too? It hit my window." Caleb opens the door, Diamond locking her arms around his free arm, peering over his shoulder as she follows him out. The light makes it impossible to stare at directly, both siblings shielding their eyes. Caleb approaches closer as the light seems to be glowing in the form of some rock.
"Jeeze it's so bright.. it looks like it'll burn your fingers off if you touch it."
Caleb gets up close, eyes still protected as they both lean closer towards it. It seemed to be making no noise of radiance as bright lights tend to do, nor was any heat coming off of it, which was weird. Diamond paid attention in chemistry class, and knew that it's at least supposed to be either thermal or ....nuclear. Diamond pulls Caleb back a bit. "Yo, what if it's nuclear...radiation and all that? Should we wake dad?" Diamond looks at it once more, the luminosity of it too bright to look directly at, but for some reason not hurting her eyes. She relents grip of Caleb's arm and squats down looking away from the rock. She stares at Caleb as she takes a deep breath. "Gonna touch test it." Caleb seemed to be thinking the same thing. They both brace themselves as they extend an arm out towards the light, and...
It wasn't hot. In fact, it made their entire body run ice cold with a shocking jolt that seized all blood and organs it lasted maybe a split second, but in that moment time lasted an eternity. Diamond touched the rock as Caleb did, their eyes going dull as she watched her brother's eyes glow a chromatic hue under exposure to the rock. He would see the same in Diamond's eyes, before both collapsed to the ground under a now hazy and chromatic sky. But even as they were unconscious...there was a tingling as if they were aware. An etch of something... word. Code.
Lock.
Lock.
Lock.
It was the last thing they'd see before darkness. And then the bleak lights of the hospital. Their parents hulled over them, doctors and nurses running tests to see that everything was perfectly normal. All neurological, mental, psychological, and physical signs were clean as a whistle. Emotionally however, the turmoil that would follow for Diamond and her brother was unspeakable. The closest thing the medical experts could suggest was synchronous sleepwalking or blackouts. Diamond and Caleb Shepard were speculated as epileptic that day. Colt and Paula found them passed out in the yard the next morning, and their already overbearing protectiveness was only going to get worse. And the rest was history.
History to be shaped and created. Because Diamond and her brother were far from epileptic. They were destiny.
Present Time:
The night sky was beautiful. Stars aligned the azure dark violet and blue mesh above. Littered with luminescence from the galaxy and even beyond. Diamond was asleep in her bed, the tolls of that day weighing on her pretty heavily. She was out of school for winter break, and her brother Caleb was home for college break as well, finishing up his Freshman year at university. Their parents Colt and Paula had expressed how proud of him they were, and despite Diamond's stellar A honor roll grades she seemed to fade into the background of her older brother, simply because he was living the life they wanted him to. So they thought. Caleb was a grown ass man now, and she and he both knew he wasn't the man her parents wanted him to be, or she should at least say her father. She knew her mother had at times wanted to express individuality, but remained quiet. Didi remembered Paula telling her she "Understands why he is the way he is", alluding to some dark past event or some shit. Either way, it was no excuse. Had Diamond had kids in her life she'd always push them to be absolutely anything she wanted to be, and of course she'd done the same for Caleb. On his birthdays she's bought him X-Men comics, all the Star Wars movies year after year, the works. She loved Caleb with every fiber of her, and though she was the baby, she would go to major extremes to protect him, even against her parents. So it was that she rebelled as she always does that she argued with them about never being able to get out of the house or do things she'd like, their excuse was that she's still a kid under their roof. Once she mentioned Caleb and how he's grown and should be seen for who he is, that was that. Grounded. The straight A, miss popular was grounded for having a voice.
But that would all change, her voice wasn't the only thing about to become strong.
Clink!
A sharp and precise tap against Diamond's second floor bedroom window caused her to jump up from her sheets. She lie in darkness as the moonlight cascaded through the window, reflecting off her face. She swipes the sheets back and pattered over to the window. She thought it was a bird but it's night. And Montana isn't known for bats. Had it been an owl surely she would've witnessed a crack in the glass. But she inspect her window, and from her peripheral she sees a bright light on the ground below in her front yard. So bright, that you couldn't even see the ground around it. It began to light up the house like a spotlight. "What the hell...?" The 16 year old girl started to grab her phone, and make her way downstairs. She goes as silent as possible not to wake anyone, and upon approaching the front door a hand touches her shoulder as she almost screamed bloody murder, her impulsive punch caught by her brother, Caleb. She sighs in relief. "You scared the shit outta me! Did you see it too? It hit my window." Caleb opens the door, Diamond locking her arms around his free arm, peering over his shoulder as she follows him out. The light makes it impossible to stare at directly, both siblings shielding their eyes. Caleb approaches closer as the light seems to be glowing in the form of some rock.
"Jeeze it's so bright.. it looks like it'll burn your fingers off if you touch it."
Caleb gets up close, eyes still protected as they both lean closer towards it. It seemed to be making no noise of radiance as bright lights tend to do, nor was any heat coming off of it, which was weird. Diamond paid attention in chemistry class, and knew that it's at least supposed to be either thermal or ....nuclear. Diamond pulls Caleb back a bit. "Yo, what if it's nuclear...radiation and all that? Should we wake dad?" Diamond looks at it once more, the luminosity of it too bright to look directly at, but for some reason not hurting her eyes. She relents grip of Caleb's arm and squats down looking away from the rock. She stares at Caleb as she takes a deep breath. "Gonna touch test it." Caleb seemed to be thinking the same thing. They both brace themselves as they extend an arm out towards the light, and...
It wasn't hot. In fact, it made their entire body run ice cold with a shocking jolt that seized all blood and organs it lasted maybe a split second, but in that moment time lasted an eternity. Diamond touched the rock as Caleb did, their eyes going dull as she watched her brother's eyes glow a chromatic hue under exposure to the rock. He would see the same in Diamond's eyes, before both collapsed to the ground under a now hazy and chromatic sky. But even as they were unconscious...there was a tingling as if they were aware. An etch of something... word. Code.
Lock.
Lock.
Lock.
It was the last thing they'd see before darkness. And then the bleak lights of the hospital. Their parents hulled over them, doctors and nurses running tests to see that everything was perfectly normal. All neurological, mental, psychological, and physical signs were clean as a whistle. Emotionally however, the turmoil that would follow for Diamond and her brother was unspeakable. The closest thing the medical experts could suggest was synchronous sleepwalking or blackouts. Diamond and Caleb Shepard were speculated as epileptic that day. Colt and Paula found them passed out in the yard the next morning, and their already overbearing protectiveness was only going to get worse. And the rest was history.
History to be shaped and created. Because Diamond and her brother were far from epileptic. They were destiny.
Present Time:
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fin
"all i do is finesse, man."
Lyro
, Diamond Shepard. His eyes sparkled again, this time with happiness, someone to distract him from the topic he knew his mind desired to turn to. 
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code by pasta
SecretRock
The Leader of the Pantheon
The stars were bright, a patchwork of diamonds in the sky above Kara's house. It was winter break, her final year in school almost up. She'd been searching for universities for months now,and she thought she'd found a good one in a town not too far away. A good music program. For now, she was treating her apparently insomnia with some stargazing. She knew this sight wouldn't be available when she moved away. Living in the middle of nowhere did have it's benefits.
Inside the house, the rest of her family was asleep. Well, the family that was still here. One of her brother's had moved to a new town for school, her other had a mechanics job in town. Her father had gone to sleep early, and no one really knew what her grandma did after dark. She disappeared into her bedroom. None of them wanted to bother her. Kara had a good view of her bedroom window from where she was sat (the bed of her father's truck). The curtains weren't drawn, but it was dark inside.
Kara was pulled from her thoughts by a bright flash from the sky. It was blinding, like floodlights had just been turned on, all of them pointed directly at her. She threw up her arms, shouting in protest. No one in her house stirred. The light didn't stop. In fact, it got closer. Something landed on the ground nearby, Kara could hear it. Daring to lower her hands, she looked around. A little way away, half hidden by some trees, the light glowed.
Jumping out the truck, Kara cautiously approached it. Nearby leaves were burning. The fire was much smaller than she thought it should be from a meteorite. That had to be what this was. She quickly left, searching for a stick or something. It took her a few minutes to find one she seemed long enough, and she returned to the crash site.
She reached out with her stick, sweating the light wasn't as bright as before, and pushed what she though might be a rock in the middle of the glow. She was met with some resistance, though not much. Whatever fell couldn't have been big.
A voice echoed in her head. Lock. She ignored it, putting it off to lack of sleep.
Even as she watched, the glow faded and faded until it was gone. The smoldering leaves lit the area a little but, showing a small crater. Nothing was in it. She could have sworn there was something in there. She coughed.
The voice in her head became harder to ignore as a headache built behind her eyes. She reached out to steady herself. Lock. Around her, the world began to spin in weird colours. She felt like she was going to throw up. Her lungs burned. The voice got louder.
Kara didn't know how long it took for everything to return to normal. When she could breath properly again and her vision was still and in regular colour, she found herself on her knees, all the fire around her burned out. Only a small crater remained of the meteorite. She ignored it as she stumbled home, her knees shaking until she collapsed into her bed. She fell asleep instantly, on word filling her dreams: lock.
Location: Cafe/Work
Mentions:
Misty Gray
That was a year ago, back in Kara's home town. Great Falls, Montana, was a different place. She didn't have a house in the woods, her family wasn't there, she couldn't see the stars above, and no dysonium fell from the sky. Kara had figured out that that was what the meteorite had been from the news over the few weeks afterwards. It had apparently landed everywhere. Scientists had a field day, or a field year.
The cafe was quiet today. A lot of the students had left for the holidays and not many other people came in early. Kara's shift would finish before things really got busy. She was staying in Great Falls to finish her practical assignment. She was way behind on it. The teacher wouldn't be there to help over the holidays, though. That might be a problem for her.
Relaxing behind the counter, Kara reached into her apron pocket and pulled out her phone. She scrolled through her texts, looking for someone who might be free and in town. She thought everyone would have gone home for the holidays until she came across Caleb's number and remembered he lived in town. She pulled up their text conversation.
Hey, its kara. You free later today?? She sent.
Inside the house, the rest of her family was asleep. Well, the family that was still here. One of her brother's had moved to a new town for school, her other had a mechanics job in town. Her father had gone to sleep early, and no one really knew what her grandma did after dark. She disappeared into her bedroom. None of them wanted to bother her. Kara had a good view of her bedroom window from where she was sat (the bed of her father's truck). The curtains weren't drawn, but it was dark inside.
Kara was pulled from her thoughts by a bright flash from the sky. It was blinding, like floodlights had just been turned on, all of them pointed directly at her. She threw up her arms, shouting in protest. No one in her house stirred. The light didn't stop. In fact, it got closer. Something landed on the ground nearby, Kara could hear it. Daring to lower her hands, she looked around. A little way away, half hidden by some trees, the light glowed.
Jumping out the truck, Kara cautiously approached it. Nearby leaves were burning. The fire was much smaller than she thought it should be from a meteorite. That had to be what this was. She quickly left, searching for a stick or something. It took her a few minutes to find one she seemed long enough, and she returned to the crash site.
She reached out with her stick, sweating the light wasn't as bright as before, and pushed what she though might be a rock in the middle of the glow. She was met with some resistance, though not much. Whatever fell couldn't have been big.
A voice echoed in her head. Lock. She ignored it, putting it off to lack of sleep.
Even as she watched, the glow faded and faded until it was gone. The smoldering leaves lit the area a little but, showing a small crater. Nothing was in it. She could have sworn there was something in there. She coughed.
The voice in her head became harder to ignore as a headache built behind her eyes. She reached out to steady herself. Lock. Around her, the world began to spin in weird colours. She felt like she was going to throw up. Her lungs burned. The voice got louder.
Kara didn't know how long it took for everything to return to normal. When she could breath properly again and her vision was still and in regular colour, she found herself on her knees, all the fire around her burned out. Only a small crater remained of the meteorite. She ignored it as she stumbled home, her knees shaking until she collapsed into her bed. She fell asleep instantly, on word filling her dreams: lock.
Location: Cafe/Work
Mentions:
Misty Gray
That was a year ago, back in Kara's home town. Great Falls, Montana, was a different place. She didn't have a house in the woods, her family wasn't there, she couldn't see the stars above, and no dysonium fell from the sky. Kara had figured out that that was what the meteorite had been from the news over the few weeks afterwards. It had apparently landed everywhere. Scientists had a field day, or a field year.
The cafe was quiet today. A lot of the students had left for the holidays and not many other people came in early. Kara's shift would finish before things really got busy. She was staying in Great Falls to finish her practical assignment. She was way behind on it. The teacher wouldn't be there to help over the holidays, though. That might be a problem for her.
Relaxing behind the counter, Kara reached into her apron pocket and pulled out her phone. She scrolled through her texts, looking for someone who might be free and in town. She thought everyone would have gone home for the holidays until she came across Caleb's number and remembered he lived in town. She pulled up their text conversation.
Hey, its kara. You free later today?? She sent.
MoltenLightning
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Larisa Saphet
Thinking back was always a peculiar thing to Larisa. She was always afraid to do it, fearing the events from her past might repeat upon the recreation of them in her head. There were a few exceptions to this belief, and the 'brilliant, unnamed stone' was one of them. She didn't really know why. However, when her thoughts began to wander, they always led her back to that memory. It was like a gentle tug, leading her in the right direction to the memory. The girl had been folding a few pieces of paper, hoping to surprise one of her close friends, Diamond, with an array of colored, paper animals. However, a tingly feeling swept her body and her eyes were flooded with a light that bounced off of every wall in her bedroom. She was dazed as it disappeared as quickly as it had come, but an overwhelming urge to investigate came over her. Promptly, she peered out the window, located the general spot of the light, and hurried down the stairs of her home. Her footing was familiar, and she had practiced traversing the staircase to the point of avoiding all the creaky steps that were trademark for any staircase. Opening the front door with her pjs and slippers on, she stepped cautiously closer. Her arms instinctively raised to block out the light, but she made her way closer despite this. Upon finally arriving at the brightest point of the source, she reached out to possibly stop the light. To maybe allow her to look at it. But when she touched it, she felt every hair she had stand on end, and a shiver shot through her. She could not see her own eyes, but they almost pulsed with color. She felt her legs give out as the force, no, feeling throbbed through her. An echo came with it. Lock, lock, lock... Over and over, filling her mind with the numbing tingling she had felt as the object landed. Then, it all went black. The night sky was the last thing that filled her vision, a stray cloud floating peacefully along it.
Her aunt found her, but did not take her to the hospital. She simply scolded Larisa for falling asleep outside, and was on her way. Larisa, on the other hand, barely spoke. What was she supposed to say after an experience like that? However, a few days went by and she began feeling her life return to it's routine. The special encounter lost its previous luster, and Larisa relapsed into daily life. Although, that was before the incident. It had been a few weeks since she had her chance encounter; she was cooking breakfast, like she would any morning. Just then, however, a baseball smashed through the window that was to the left of Larisa's head.
Without thinking, she raised her arms up and braced for impact... But none came. She looked down curiously. There the ball was, on the ground, at her feet. So it didn't go past her... But it also didn't hit her? Perplexed, she moved to grab the ball; as she did so, her eyes strayed to her arms and she paused in fear. There was some kind of... Presence. Around her arms. She could feel it. Blinking with concern, she grabbed the ball absentmindedly and tentatively touched her arm with a finger. She could feel her finger, but... A haunting idea came to her, and she shakily tried touching the ball to her arm. It refused, as if she were trying to push two like sides of a magnet together.
And that's when it started, her discovery. She was tentative to try it at all; but, she noticed that, over time, she began to be able to figure out what caused the presence. Danger, mostly. She even had some mild control over it, but she refused to do too much with it. The very idea of the 'presence' scared her. Also, the fact that it only started happening a few weeks after encountering the 'brilliant stone' was enough evidence to convince her that the thing she had touched that day had something to do with what she could now do.
Nowadays, Larisa had decided to keep her strange 'thing' a secret. The last thing she would want is mass panic or alienation from her friends, haha... She felt herself shiver at the thought, but distracted herself with her phone soon after. She was just about to send a text to Diamond when she got a message from her. Larisa felt a smile tug at her lips at Diamond's invite. It was casual, but she was glad she was even invited at all. Contentedly, she replied back.
Diamond
Hey, after it stops raining wanna do something? I'm bored.
Oh, sure! Did you have something in mind? :3
... Wait... Will Caleb be there..? 0-0"
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Misty Gray
Pessimisty
Caleb Colt Shepard
One year ago...
As much as he may try, Caleb can never forget what happened to him and Diamond a year ago. He'd returned to his family home for the college break and had been spending time with his sister. She would usually buy him some comics and sci-fi movies, so when he was back home it had been no exception. Caleb remembered watching the Star Wars film with a disinterested expression on his face, whilst in the back of his mind he was deep down enjoying it. It was like revisiting pieces of nostalgia from years ago - parts of himself that had long since been shut away in the past. Soon enough, he reminded himself it all belonged in the past. As grateful as he had been for the comics his sister bought for him, he knew he shouldn't indulge in them again. Everyone else had an idea of who Caleb should be and they liked the version of him they'd grown accustomed to. To change would threaten to disrupt his life.Caleb had been unable to sleep that night, so had been chatting with some friends online and reading up on diet plans for a tricky client he'd taken on. That was until he heard movement outside his room which prompted him to investigate and find Diamond sneaking out the front door. He startled his sister, causing her to punch him in the arm and force him to stifle his laughter so "the parents" didn't hear them. He'd rolled his eyes when she mentioned something hitting her window and decided to indulge her by joining her outside. That's when they saw the glowing rock. Caleb's curiosity got the better of him and he touched the strange rock. The ice cold shock and jolt was still memorable now, as was seeing Diamond's eyes glowing. He was sure the whole thing knocked him unconscious, but he distinctly remembered the word "lock" repeatedly stuck in his mind.
That was when everything changed for him and once again, he was forced to hide a part of himself. If people thought he was weird and stupid for being a geek, then they were sure to label him a freak if they knew what had happened to him that night. Ironically, this was something else he would have to lock away.
Present day...
As much as his parents got to him at times, Caleb quite liked returning home during the breaks. His nearby student apartment was good for parties and bringing girls back, but it was good to get away from there once in a while. To not have to act so much for all of his peers. Besides, he enjoyed seeing his sister and knowing he didn't have to put on an act around her. Although, she was still obsessing about that whole Dysonium rubbish and he wished she'd put it to rest so she could focus on real-life. Perhaps even get herself a boyfriend - one he would be willing to interrogate on her behalf beforehand.Diamond knew about the changes Caleb had undergone following last year's strange occurrence. As he developed a slight intolerance for bright lights and felt at his best in darker conditions, he knew something wasn't right. He tried to inhibit the changes he was noticing and pretend his acquired abilities weren't there at all. It was one night when he and Diamond were watching a movie that his ability truly showed itself. Caleb had been part enjoying the film and part hoping his father wouldn't walk into the den to see them. The last thing he'd wanted was a confrontation with his father after he'd put on this act for so long now. It appeared his anxious state had caused him to subconsciously generate the creeping shadows that had scared his sister. He'd rushed to protect her but something about the shadows felt so natural to him. He was able to command the darkness to soften and revert back in towards him.
Despite how natural commanding the shadows may have felt, Caleb didn't wish to accept his powers. Whatever this curse was, he knew it needed to be kept a secret. He couldn't let everyone see him as a freak and once again be bullied, rejected or even persecuted. He simply had to inhibit his abilities.
Caleb had just finished delivering personal training to one of his female clients when the text from his sister came through. He couldn't help but frown when he read it was more talk of abilities and Dysonium. He said a quick bye to his attractive client before deciding to reply to Diamond.
Diamond
SO, I think I know what my abilities could be. What if it's cellular? Like no aging or my blood cures all diseases! How crazy would that be I could make trillions of dollars!! We could leave here and get like five mansions!
Or what if you don't have an ability? There's nothing wrong with you.
If you could cure people you can forget being rich. You'll be sliced up and tested on like a rat. I prefer my sister in one piece.
After a quick shower and change into some regular clothes, Caleb decided to head to the family home for a bit though he wasn't sure he wanted to stay in all evening. His parents grated on him at times and he wasn't in the mood for holding his tongue with his father this evening. As he was about to leave the campus gym, Caleb received a text message from Kara:
Kara
Hey, its kara. You free later today??
I don't know. I was thinking of seeing if anyone was up for drinks. Lots of drinks! What have you got planned?
OppositeInverse
SecretRock
A L M O S
I've converted to red
Aldrich Ryker
hex #3a4c63
Time: Late Afternoon
Location: La bohème - A Cafe/Bar Near Campus (Inspired by my favourite bar)
Mood: Contemplative, Slightly Amused, Slightly Intrigued
Aldrich was tired. At least that was what he was sure he was feeling. It was a logical feeling. He had spent much of the morning working hard to move into his new apartment, setting up his office, getting to know the people he would be working with for the remainder of the year. He supposed all those things would coalesce in a feeling of tiredness. That was his feeling. His alone. Well... not entirely. He was sure some of the other people in the room felt tired as well. A quick look around confirmed as much. He had come upon the cafe-cum-bar a few days ago when looking for a late night drink. The music was mild, the people even-tempered and the drinks of a high quality. Mix that with an eclectic mix of furniture which only matched in that none looked quite like anything else in the room, and the deep red walls reflected in the crystalline chandeliers and opulent mirrors - and one had a decidedly calm atmosphere, conducive to creativity and polite discussion. Puccini would be proud.
The patrons seemed to either be sitting alone, nursing a whiskey and reading some or other obscure novel - or leaning close to another, sharing headed whispers over a bunch of notes and warm exotic tea. The former ones tended towards tiredness... so it might be them? Aldrich sat back in his chair and sighed - taking another sip of his whiskey. He knew he had gotten a 'superpower'. He had known for more than a year now. At first, he thought he was going crazy - feeling vast plumes of elation, followed by unexplainable bouts of depression. Fearing bipolar disorder he started reading up on it - only to find that while the high's and low's between Depression and Mania were great - they were stable in themselves. Well... mostly. And while experiencing these shifts in emotion, people would normally embrace them, not observe them in themselves. It felt an intrusion into his mind, rather than something originating from it. Over time he realised that these emotional changes were dependent on the room - who, what, when, where and why. If he felt elated... someone else was as well. If he felt depressed... it only took a few moments to spot the clear signs in someone else.
Realising this, the first thing he had done was get on a bus and travelled to the nearest forest. Keeping clear tabs on what he ate, read, heard, dreamt - he finally found himself in the middle of some seldom visited part of the world - completely alone, and finally - free of that feeling of psychic invasion. He felt himself again... and he felt lonely. Slowly he made his way back, staying in small towns first, then doing day trips into cities - then staying there for a week - before finally finding that he could clearly sense the difference between others and himself. Most of the time. But when the feelings were general... or common. Things like tiredness, or apathy, or grief, or lust - he sometimes found it hard to figure out where it was coming from. Which was why he liked this bar. The people here seemed to be very much like him. Quiet. Reflective. Not prone to overreaction. He could feel himself among them... for even if he was borrowing what they felt - it reflected what he would have felt anyway.
It was nearly evening already - at night the cafe atmosphere gave way to something more akin that of a bar - sometimes offering live music or private lectures. Which he liked as well. It meant he needed to eat before the students arrived though. He raised a hand and one of the servers came over - a charming young thing he might have seen in the psych department. She smiled at him, and he was delighted to find the charm and professionalism she projected to be authentic. No undue flirting for a tip. He could appreciate that. He ordered a light meal for himself, along with another two fingers of whiskey - before taking out a book - settling in, and starting to read. Tomorrow he would actually need to start working - so best to enjoy the free time he had until then.
[just an opening post - to get into the mood of the char. OPEN for interaction - but otherwise will find a way to interact by the next morning]
OppositeInverse
The Origin of The End.
SecretRock
The Leader of the Pantheon
Kara Rose
Location: Cafe
Mentions:
Misty Gray
A L M O S
It was a surprise when Caleb replied to Kara's text almost immediately. It's not that she expected him to not reply, but the idea of people having their phone on hand and not on silent was really a foreign one to her. She kept her phone on silent at work and just forgot to turn the sound back on when she left. The amount of times she'd been plugging her phone in to charge and found texts from hours before was too often for her to remember and not be ashamed. At least that wasn't going to happen now.
She slipped her phone back into her apron pocket as she heard the door open behind her. Her manager was back from break. She didn't particularly like phones being used during shift, which was fair enough when the shop was actually busy. It was dead as a doornail now. Or, at least, Kara had though so. She looked up from her phone to see a man sat at one of the tables on the shop floor, a man she recognised as a teacher at the university, though she wasn't sure exactly who he was. Maybe she should have been paying more attention at school.
Seeing a teacher in the cafe at this hour was an odd sight, though not one she couldn't reconcile. It was close to the campus, pretty good value, and the food was decent. That what probably what they were going for, targeting poor and lazy students. Kara didn't really buy much food from here. She got some stuff for free when she worked the last shift of the day, but she found that the food wasn't really to her taste. She still took it. Saying no to free food was crazy. That was one of the first things her brothers had taught her when she decided to leave her home town. It was good advice when the food wasn't being offered by weirdos.
Kara stepped out from behind the counter, walking over to the man's table. Her boss watched her for a second, but went back to whatever she'd been doing previously.
"Hello, sir. Can I get you anything?" She asked, spinning a pen between her fingers in one hand and holding a notepad in the other.
Location: Cafe
Mentions:
Misty Gray
A L M O S
It was a surprise when Caleb replied to Kara's text almost immediately. It's not that she expected him to not reply, but the idea of people having their phone on hand and not on silent was really a foreign one to her. She kept her phone on silent at work and just forgot to turn the sound back on when she left. The amount of times she'd been plugging her phone in to charge and found texts from hours before was too often for her to remember and not be ashamed. At least that wasn't going to happen now.
Caleb
Hey, its kara. You free later today??
I don't know. I was thinking of seeing if anyone was up for drinks. Lots of drinks! What have you got planned?
Just work. My shift ends in five ten minutes tho. Where do you want to meet??
She slipped her phone back into her apron pocket as she heard the door open behind her. Her manager was back from break. She didn't particularly like phones being used during shift, which was fair enough when the shop was actually busy. It was dead as a doornail now. Or, at least, Kara had though so. She looked up from her phone to see a man sat at one of the tables on the shop floor, a man she recognised as a teacher at the university, though she wasn't sure exactly who he was. Maybe she should have been paying more attention at school.
Seeing a teacher in the cafe at this hour was an odd sight, though not one she couldn't reconcile. It was close to the campus, pretty good value, and the food was decent. That what probably what they were going for, targeting poor and lazy students. Kara didn't really buy much food from here. She got some stuff for free when she worked the last shift of the day, but she found that the food wasn't really to her taste. She still took it. Saying no to free food was crazy. That was one of the first things her brothers had taught her when she decided to leave her home town. It was good advice when the food wasn't being offered by weirdos.
Kara stepped out from behind the counter, walking over to the man's table. Her boss watched her for a second, but went back to whatever she'd been doing previously.
"Hello, sir. Can I get you anything?" She asked, spinning a pen between her fingers in one hand and holding a notepad in the other.
fin
"all i do is finesse, man."
Lyro
"I would never hurt her."
Lyro dropped his phone for a moment, removing his shirt as to allow the air onto his skin. His sweat-filled glands had been crying to be freed after the exercise, and seemed to be glad at the newfound air against them. Sliding his hands into his duffle bag, he’d pulled out a towel, swinging it over his bare skin. Immediately, the fabric licked away at the liquid on him as he grabbed the phone once more with a free hand, he hadn't sensed the notification this time. He questioned whether or not he'd actually been hallucinating the whole time. Wait, no, he wasn’t going to go over this, not again. With a quick shake of the head, Lyro set his insecurities aside as he looked down towards the phone, halting his train of thought as a newer convoy left the station.
"Working out eh? I'll do one better. Coming to you. I'm leaving in a bit anyways."
"Be there in 5." She added.
Lyro smirked, he hadn't had a chance to talk to Diamond in person all day. He'd been missing the pretty face showing up to entertain him. Before he knew it though, a subtle beep from the phone alerted him of another message. Quirking a brow, he turned to receive the last of Diamond's texts.
"Let me guess... the gym again? Could've told me Lyro. Ugh. Larisa is going to pick me up so I'll just be walking alone until that happens."
"Thought you were working out at home..." His shoulders dropped.
He'd forgotten to tell her which gym he was in, and instead left her outside his home. Glancing back towards the window of the gym, he could see the rain beating down in the gloomy whether. Lyro really hadn't meant to inconvenience her, and would never have purposely bothered Diamond. He felt the guilt like a sword to the gut, biting his lower lip as he stroked his hair once more, an act he performed whenever he felt nervous or anxious. Ly quickly sorted through the black duffle bag that lay on the bench in front of him, pulling out a jet black leather jacket. It flowed with beautiful, elegant etching, glossier than the rest of the leather jacket. Lyro slid the jacket over his skin. He quickly grabbed the phone and a bottle, hopefully another text would come in from Diamond. To clear all this out; that she was having just a really dreary day. Sprinting off of the court, he pushed the metal door of the gym open, tossing his gym card onto the counter towards one of the clerks, Mario. A great friend of his from highschool, Mario was a latino male of his age, spiky brown hair and a boxed face. He was a lot more muscled than Lyro, and held a spot on most varsity teams as well. "Watch this for me, bro. If I'm not back in forty, pack my stuff up and drop it off for me tomorrow, 'kay?" Not waiting for a response from the man, Lyro continued on towards the entrance, using his forearm to push open the glass doors of the complex.
The rain immediately began beating down on the jock, quickly berating himself for his choice of clothing. A leather jacket, a pair of shorts and his favourite pair of Lebron's were all he had on as a source of serviceable clothing. Quickly scanning the parking lot, Lyro's eyes fell on his car, a 2016 mid-sized Nissan Altima. Making his way towards the full black vehicle, Lyro pulled his keys out from his jungle of a pocket in his jacket, the lights of the car blinking to life as he pulled the door open. He'd disregarded the use of seat belts, just getting to Diamond was his only goal right now. Starting the ignition, Lyro slammed his foot down on the pedal, accelerating the vehicle as it burst out of the lot, drifting to a turn before making it's way onto the main road. He'd even caught a glimpse of Mario standing mouth-gaping by the complex door, painting a smile on his face. Now on the road though, Lyro's hands tightened around the wheel, pushing his legs harder on the pedal in hopes of it making the vehicle move, even a slight bit faster than it already was. The gym wasn't too far from his house with the way he was driving, though neither was an injury or accident, matter of fact. With only a couple minutes on the road.
Lyro could hear the talking of someone in his head. Who? A quick glance to the back of the vehicle, he turned back, firming his hands against the wheel once more. What was going on? In the mirror above, he could see the faint blue of his irises, cursing under is breath. What sort of delusion was it this time? Had it been a drug that caused all this? No, unlikely, nothing lasts that long in your system, he knew that. He just didn't want to believe that he was any different, a mutate or something. Without a thought though, screaming filled his head before his eyes returned onto the road, then he began screaming. He'd passed a red light on his need for acceleration, and whilst doing that, another car could see his from their point of view on the lane that was supposed to be moving. Forcing a hard break, Lyro's car whirled to a right, barely grazing the opposite car before he continued down. His heart was racing, sweat running down his cheeks as his head now filled itself with a string of profanity, it was a man's voice. How was he reading the mind of a man? How was he reading someones's mind, period? Lyro checked his irises once more, the blue fading once more. He cursed, Diamond couldn't know. He would never know how she'd react, no, he did, she'd freak.
Coincidentally, Lyro had just neared their neighbourhood, slowing down the vehicle as he turned into the crescent. He could see Diamond from afar, seated on her porch with a note pad in hand. She wasn't drawing though, just thinking. He could see that. Pulling the vehicle to a stop by the curb, he looked up to her parents' room lights, yes, he'd already had her estate mapped out. With the lights out, he hoped they weren't home as he stepped out into the rain, jogging towards the porch whilst he began conversation.
"What's Einstein doing sleeping on her porch?"
He asked with a short laugh. "And by the way, I'm sorry. Should've told you," He glanced down at her wet hair and clothing with a frown. "I'on't want my girl getting wet without me." Lyro added with a smirk as he held a hand out for her. "Plus I beat Larisa to you."
OppositeInverse
MoltenLightning
Misty Gray
Pessimisty
Caleb Colt Shepard
"I hate to break it to you, but it's dull and wet outside. I'm not sure you need the shades," Nick remarked. "Give me a text when you fancy going for that jog," he suggested, before heading outside.
"Yeah, I will do..." Caleb replied, ignoring the mentions of his eye-coverings. Thankfully, he didn't have to make up some story about persistent migraines or other ailments to avoid telling the truth about being a freak as Nick was in a hurry. He sighed before continuing to reply to Kara.
Kara
I don't know. I was thinking of seeing if anyone was up for drinks. Lots of drinks! What have you got planned?
Just work. My shift ends in five ten minutes tho. Where do you want to meet??
I'll meet you outside the cafe and we can just grab a drink from somewhere.
Only one drink tho. Getting drunk can wait - starting to feel rough already!
Caleb then saw Diamond's reply and she was trying to reassure him he wasn't a freak. They'd had this conversation many times before and it always went this way. He knew she meant well, but she wasn't affected in the same way he was that night. She was still a normally functioning human being without some creepy, weird darkness surrounding her. The darkness that seemed to obey him and bend to his will. He could only assume whatever had happened to him was bringing out all that was rotten within him and he had to keep that hidden from everyone else. People only liked the Caleb they wanted to see.
Diamond
Caleb. We both know I'm special like you. You should be celebrating your gifts! YOU are not a freak, you're the best. I see it in you, why don't you?
Anyways, I'm outta the house. I have some research to do. Love ya.
You know why I don't see it. People are not as understanding as you are. Don't change!
I'd be jealous you never invite me out with your friends if I didn't know you weren't just out obsessing again. Stay safe. Love ya.
Caleb eventually left the gym, still wearing his shades, before he walked to the cafe to meet Kara. Once he was there, he waited outside the building for her to end her shift and join him outside.
SecretRock
OppositeInverse
MoltenLightning
aquatic fluff nugget~
Larisa Saphet
Idly toying with the brim of her shirt, Larisa waited patiently for a text back. She had quite the tolerance for time, and felt no frustration when there was no reply. In the meantime, she had started organizing the different stuffed toys she had lined up on her bed. She liked to mix up how she ordered them, ordering them by color, then by name, now by size. It was kind of her guilty pleasure, some might say. Really, though, it was because she didn't have the heart to abandon them... Sighing, she deserted her task right as Diamond sent her a text back.
Larisa's hands eagerly found her phone, and tried grabbing it. The phone pushed away from her fingers. It was like some force was pushing the device away from her hand... Larisa felt like she'd been struck by lightning, quite suddenly, and recoiled. She held her hand as if it were an alien, despite it appearing completely normal. She could've swore, there was some kind of shimmering around it.
As it appeared to die down, her nerves settled a bit. This was fine. Hiding this condition of hers was... Probably for the best. No one must know. She'd be outcast from her friends, everyone would see her as some kind of freak... The shuddering that proceeded the thought was unintentional, but appropriate to Larisa. Trying again to grasp the phone, she was more successful this time. Her nerves melted away as she read Diamond's text, and she felt herself fluster a little. Jeez, Diamond didn't have to tease her like that...
Diamond
Omg lol. NO. He's not even home. Gah if you wanna be my sister THAT bad just say so *rolls eyes*
But I was thinking we could go to the museum? Not much else to do on a rainy day and I need to see something.
Could you pick me up? I'll be outside already more than likely.
H-hey! It's not like that... I was just curious... =^=
Alright, that sounds good to me. I'm not doing anything else after all -w-
Mhm! Be there in a few .3.
For a few moments, she considered her strange fondness of emoticons. Maybe she should stop? Contemplating this for a bit, she discarded the thought. Her messages would appear strange to her if she didn't have the little faces. Directing her attention to the door, she sighed as she realized she'd have to go out in the rain to get to her car. Slipping on her favorite pale blue raincoat, she hurried out to her car and started it with little trouble.
Everything seemed to be going fine, so that was good... Quickly, she reversed and started on her way to Diamond's. It didn't take her too long, as Diamond only lived a few blocks away. However, she somehow got there second. Her eyes narrowed as she looked to see who it was; and, lo and behold, it was Lyro. Had she invited him too? She wasn't opposed, obviously, but she was a little surprised.
Pulling up behind his car, she blinked and saw Diamond doing something with her notebook. Oh, and Lyro was approaching her. He looked worried. Immediately Larisa felt the need to comfort her friend and jumped out of her car. They appeared to be in the middle of their conversation though, so she stayed at a distance for the moment. She did hear the remark about him beating her, and she raised an eyebrow. "Only barely..." she muttered under her breath, feeling a little bad that she hadn't gotten there first.
OppositeInverse
fin
SecretRock
The Leader of the Pantheon
Kara Rose
Location: Cafe
Mentions:
Misty Gray
Kara wasn't sure if she preferred busy or empty shifts. Busy meant more work, in every aspect. More serving, more coffee making, more dealing with rude customers. At the same time, it seemed to be over so much faster than an empty shift. An empty shift just consisted of waiting and waiting and waiting. There were jobs you could do, but you had to be careful you didn't get too distracted from anything. Finally, her shift was over. It was a relief. At least at home she could do nothing without being bored. It was odd like that, not that she would do nothing. She had a lot of studying for her course, and a practical to catch up on.
She waved bye to her manager as she folded her apron into her bag, checking her phone again. She had another message from Caleb, just agreeing to meet outside the cafe. The message wasn't too old, just a few minutes, so chances were he wasn't waiting outside yet, or hadn't been for very long. After taking a minute to put a earphone in and pull on her jacket to help against the rain, she left through the back, quickly walking round to meet Caleb out front. Turns out he had arrived.
"Hey there," She called, pulling her hood up to protect her hair from the rain. It took forever to get dry. She took him in, trying to figure out what he'd been doing. His clothes were normal, so there was no obvious signs he'd been working at the gym. Since he got here so fast, it was a possibility. The sunglasses he was wearing were odd. "Already hungover?" She joked, chuckling to herself. As soon as she said it, she realised maybe it wasn't the best thing to say.
Kara did that a lot. She wasn't amazing in social situations, but she'd learnt through copying others. Mapping out interactions was easier for her. This question needs this answer, this greeting goes with this setting, etc. She'd lived like that for a long time. Whenever she did anything that didn't fit into the map she'd made, it felt like it was wrong. That was part of why she found it so hard to make friends. Talking to them was hard, and a lot of them found her weird when they first met her. Caleb was willing to spend time with her, and she wanted to protect that, so she tried to smooth over the joke with a small smile.
Location: Cafe
Mentions:
Misty Gray
Kara wasn't sure if she preferred busy or empty shifts. Busy meant more work, in every aspect. More serving, more coffee making, more dealing with rude customers. At the same time, it seemed to be over so much faster than an empty shift. An empty shift just consisted of waiting and waiting and waiting. There were jobs you could do, but you had to be careful you didn't get too distracted from anything. Finally, her shift was over. It was a relief. At least at home she could do nothing without being bored. It was odd like that, not that she would do nothing. She had a lot of studying for her course, and a practical to catch up on.
She waved bye to her manager as she folded her apron into her bag, checking her phone again. She had another message from Caleb, just agreeing to meet outside the cafe. The message wasn't too old, just a few minutes, so chances were he wasn't waiting outside yet, or hadn't been for very long. After taking a minute to put a earphone in and pull on her jacket to help against the rain, she left through the back, quickly walking round to meet Caleb out front. Turns out he had arrived.
"Hey there," She called, pulling her hood up to protect her hair from the rain. It took forever to get dry. She took him in, trying to figure out what he'd been doing. His clothes were normal, so there was no obvious signs he'd been working at the gym. Since he got here so fast, it was a possibility. The sunglasses he was wearing were odd. "Already hungover?" She joked, chuckling to herself. As soon as she said it, she realised maybe it wasn't the best thing to say.
Kara did that a lot. She wasn't amazing in social situations, but she'd learnt through copying others. Mapping out interactions was easier for her. This question needs this answer, this greeting goes with this setting, etc. She'd lived like that for a long time. Whenever she did anything that didn't fit into the map she'd made, it felt like it was wrong. That was part of why she found it so hard to make friends. Talking to them was hard, and a lot of them found her weird when they first met her. Caleb was willing to spend time with her, and she wanted to protect that, so she tried to smooth over the joke with a small smile.
A L M O S
I've converted to red
Aldrich Ryker
hex #3a4c63
Time: Late Afternoon
Location: La bohème - A Cafe/Bar Near Campus (Inspired by my favourite bar) ---- CM Russel Museum
Mood: Contemplative, Intrigued, Lonely
Aldrich paid for his drinks and made his way outside. Having nibbled on his food for only a few minutes, he heard about a new exhibition - which incidentally had something to do with that most sought-after of materials - and suspects in the boom of super powered humanoids. Naturally, his curiosity could not be sated with mere whispers - and as such, he quickly left the cafe, giving a passing beggar the leftover foods, as he made his way towards the museum. The brisk walk did him some good as he took in the fresh air and the enthusiastic faces of the students meandering about the place. He could feel their keen attitudes and giddy excitement - and he almost felt it invade his own rather sombre mood. It was not that he was sad... or even felt discontent. But when seeing all of them walking around, eagerly whispering in each other's ears, holding hands, sharing quick kisses on the go - he had come to realise that he was lacking that feeling of mutual fulfilment. It was a rather awkward feeling, considering that for most of the time he barely noticed it. Only when feeling so keenly due to another, did he realise how lonely he could sometimes feel.
He sighed as he continued to walk on, hands in his pockets - his dark shades keeping the residual light out of his eyes. He was only feeling a faint level of breathlessness slowly creeping up on him when eventually he reached the museum. The building was, by any standard, a marvel. Beautiful to look at, and well funded from various patrons of the arts and sciences. As the museum was so close to the University, they often had courses linked to the museum, often offering extra credit for essays written on current exhibitions and such. With that being the case, the fact that he had a teachers pass, allowed him to quickly slip past the side of the building, and into the staff entrance. According to the History department's head - this was one of the few perks of being a lecturer here. Aldrich supposed he could get used to it.
He moved through the sparse crowds, before eventually reaching the area where the exhibition was set up. He only managed to stay there for a few minutes before rushing out towards the further parts of the space - the sheer amount of excitement and curiosity becoming a bit much for him. Deciding to wait for them to move on first, he found himself a nice bench, which overlooked one of the older exhibits - where he made himself comfortable. He could wait here for a while. In the meantime, he enjoyed reading through a pamphlet he had snagged earlier upon entering the building. He was already quite well read on the subject - as it had so clearly affected him already - but it was always good to be sure of one's facts before learning something new.
[sorry for only posting now. I was a bit busy. Will post against later. Thought it best to not interact yet, since I am too busy right now. T_T ]
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The Origin of The End.
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MoltenLightning
aquatic fluff nugget~
Larisa Saphet
Larisa's green Subaru Forester laid waiting behind her, quietly humming as if to tell her to take her time. She liked her car. Sure, it was her parents' old car, but it had character. And besides, they wouldn't really be needing it... Dragging her attention from her thoughts, she realized Diamond was hugging her. Larisa hugged back enthusiastically, feeling better upon being embraced. Spontaneity was something she was fond of, especially in the form of a hug or high five. It made her realize that Diamond was probably just as excited to see her.
While Diamond addressed Lyro, Larisa felt her attention slip onto other things. She had a bit of a whimsical expression as she thought back to that beautiful, strange rock. She realized a little while ago this rock was named Dysonium, although she liked to ignore the fact. It was beautiful, sure, but it did things to her that she never really wanted to acknowledge. The words also confused her, lock, but it was quite easy for her to let go of thoughts that were bothering her. She just dropped them from her attentions, and, subtly, they slipped into her subconscious, where she no longer had to worry about them.
Doing so with her current thought, she returned her gaze to Diamond right as her friend acquired a solemn face. Larisa would immediately be concerned, although upon being waved off by Diamond, would hesitate. She didn't want to push any limits and make Diamond mad, after all... And such was the curse Larisa bore. All she wanted to do was help, but... Was this even the situation where that was necessary..? She had no idea, and that made her uneasy. However, there was no need to dwell. If Diamond insisted on saying she was fine, Larisa would not push her. That might be rude...
The question Diamond then asked, though, caught her even more off guard. How should she answer..? "Oh! Uh... Personally, I like your resolve and strength. I'm not that much of a strong person, as obvious as that may sound, so it's nice to find strength in you when I need it the most. And, it's nice how you willingly give it... Uhm... Sorry if that's not the answer you were looking for..." The girl murmured, cautious and tentative in what she said. She didn't want to say the wrong thing, not at all...
Sighing, she let it go and got into her car. She glanced over at Diamond with a half smile, making sure not to interrupt her and Lyro. Her mind was abuzz with worry, though. What if she said something wrong..? She could only give a light grimace at the thought, which was poorly hidden on her face. Even so, she shook the nagging feeling off and started her car. As they began on their way, Diamond helped herself to the radio and turned it up. The mentioning of Dysonium made her flinch slightly. It really was everywhere... Why couldn't she just be ignorant to what it did to her..? Hiding her slight discomfort with an ease from years of experience, she focused only on driving. The museum wasn't that far from here...
This was fine; Diamond was her friend, and she had a love for this new element. But if only she knew... If only she knew what it did to Larisa... Secretly, Larisa wished she could confide in her friend. It would be so reassuring to do so, but... She bit her lip, swallowing up her thoughts right as Diamond began speaking. She put on an inquisitive face. "Hmm... I don't know. I wouldn't think so, it's super expensive for just for a gram... Probably just like a replica or something. Oh, no, that's fine... It's been okay so far. And yeah, that makes sense. Don't even worry about it," Larisa assured, giving Diamond a signature smile.
Finally, the two pulled up to the museum. Larisa's worries began melting away. It wouldn't be real Dysonium, and it would make Diamond happy. That was what was important. Larisa resumed her cheerful mood and started toward the museum after locking up the Subaru. "Hey, Diamond... What do you find so interesting about Dysonium? Like, what is the most interesting thing about it to you?" she asked, genuinely curious. Maybe... There was something else she saw in the element, other than the usual things..?
OppositeInverse
fin
fin
"all i do is finesse, man."
Lyro
"Everything."
Lyro continued up the steps with a grin on his face, pausing by Diamond as she turned to zip up his jacket. Lyro embraced Diamond, wrapping his arms around Diamond's waist. He smirked as she gave him the peck. He noticed the slight movements of her hand as she shut her notebook, was she hiding anything from him? No, Diamond would never, probably nothing to worry out. Lyro had come to understand when things should be taken to heart or not, most often by his struggling mother, who exaggerated the smallest of things. "Depends on your definition of rebellious, Di," Lyro responded with a wink of the eye. He was tempted to lower his hands around Diamond's waist, but refused with hopes of not rushing their relationship. "I really am supposed to..." He answered in a nonchalant voice, bending down as he took her hand in an elegant fashion. He retraced his steps slowly, turning around to pull her with him before the green Subaru Forester pulled up by the house. He immediately knew it was Larisa, moving back towards Diamond as he dropped his hands slowly. Lyro had not any type of vendetta against Larisa, don't be mistaken, though for him it was as if he was constantly sharing his girlfriend with someone else.
He steps back as Diamond hugged Larisa, leaning on the railing of the porch. Lyro performed a subtle chin-flick towards Larisa in greeting. He allowed them their moment, though just standing allowed the cold a slight advantage over his exposed legs. Diamond turned back to face him shortly after. "You're going back there to check out the Dyscenum or something exhibit again?" He asked when she'd mentioned the museum. It only reminded him about the event a year back, as well as the odd occurrences ever since. I think you should drop your interest in this. He thought to himself, he wanted to tell Diamond so bad about why he was afraid of the element, why she shouldn't get involved in it, that it would change her. Keeping the "curse" a secret had always been hard for Lyro since it first appeared, but finding a way to break the news to her had always been foreign to him, without anyone to trust from a young age, he'd just grew up expecting the worse reaction out of the people he loved, especially if it made him different. He shook his head out of thought, forcing a smile, "Have fun with that, you nerd." Lyro chuckled. He hadn't even remembered of his odd clothing choice until Diamond had mentioned it, grinning as she spoke, "So you see 'em watching me too. You shouldn't be scared, I'm yours." He reminded her, sounding out his last word, "yoursss." He'd even locked hands with her to emphasise the point, moving them gently onto her chest. "And sure, I'll just go in and freshen up. Meet you there in ten-- and I love you for everything. That's too vague a question." He notices Diamond freeze up slightly, though again, he'd learned not to overreact at the slightest of things. With that, she'd been escorted away to Larisa's car, watching the two girls walk off into the Forrester.
Finished with waving them goodbye, Lyro hung on the porch for a moment, inhaling the cold air as his mind slowly retreated to the words that've haunted him since the daunting experience, Lock. He shuddered, erasing the thought or at least suppressing it lightly. Knowing fully well that Diamond's parents would either be returning home soon, or the neighbours would snitch at him being there, he made a jog off the porch, before quickening into a full sprint. He'd reached his house at the end of the block in no time, pulling out his keys from the jungle of his pockets as he shouldered his way in. The house smelled of thick alcohol, with bottles of whiskey and cognac spread on top of the kitchen counter. He sighed, shutting the door with his foot as he made his way into the kitchen. Mother had been drinking again. A note on the fridge read, "Gone out for the night shift at the hospital. Trust me, I didn't just down those bottles. Love, mom." Lyro just sighed, crushing the paper in his hands, throwing it into the garbage before he began to rid the house of the glass bottles spread all about. When finished that, he'd wiped all the liquids remnants from the counters, before finally making his way upstairs to freshen up.
About ten minutes had showered since Lyro entered the shower. It was indeed very little compared to the length of his morning shower, about thirty if given enough time, but this was only supposed to be a quick rinse. It seemed he did have plenty on his mind: his alcoholic mother, something was up with his girlfriend even if he tried to deny it, and these extraordinary powers he'd made himself believe he was cursed with. Clenching his fists in anger, he thought of slamming it into the washroom wall, though he'd done that once before in anger and only ended up shattering his knuckles. Having a cast on for ten weeks had not been a blast. Rinsing the last of his shampoo out of his hair, Lyro dried up, moisturised and fulfilled whatever needs he might have had before leaving the bathroom. He donned a plain black short sleeve shirt with the white and red Levi's logo on the front, a zipper hoodie over it as well as one of his favourite dark True Religion jeans. He bent down onto his bed to put on his shoes, sorting through the collection before his eyes had set onto the pair of red and white Air Jordan 11 Retro. They were quite large as a cause of his size, custom made for size fifteen wearers. With the last pull of the lace, he sorted through his accessories and whatnot, racing down the stairs while turning off the lights on the way. The door had shut with a loud thud he was sure the neighbours could hear, the jingling of his necklace sounded out as he jogged into the car. He didn't know why but he quite enjoyed living at a fast-pace, all the better for the upcoming drag race he'd entered himself into for the following night.
With a rev of the motor, Lyro pulled off in his car, smoke escaping the pipes in the back. Using every advantage he had, he finally arrived at the museum, waving dumbfoundedly at the entrance. He couldn't quite make out where Diamond and Larisa were.
(Rushed writing especially at the end, I'm pressed on time right now for everything, so my condolences!)
OppositeInverse
MoltenLightning
Misty Gray
Pessimisty
Caleb Colt Shepard
He was used to just going to the same places, usually just automatically walked there with his friends. It was easy to fall into a routine, easy to just go with the flow and find comfort in conformity. Perhaps today he could try something new that wasn't predetermined by his group of friends. Sometimes he felt more comfortable in one-to-one interactions and Kara seemed easy to talk to. Still, he knew he couldn't be completely himself around even her. She'd run a mile if she knew about his unnatural abilities.
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SecretRock
The Leader of the Pantheon
Kara Rose
Location: Cafe ---> Bread and Batter
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Misty Gray
Kara nodded at Caleb's excuse about the headache. She tried to go to the gym a couple of times a week, fitness is important, but she never really tried to do better. Of course Caleb would, it was part of his job after all. She nodded at the suggestion of getting something to eat somewhere. She was also glad he hadn't suggested the cafe she'd just left.
"How about Bread and Batter? It's a bakery not too far from here." She suggested, beginning to walk in the right direction towards it. "Maybe you should take it a bit more easy at the gym, if you're getting headaches." She added,not sure if she was overstepping by giving advice on something she didn't really know about.
"So, uh, your family lives in town, right?" She asked.
Location: Cafe ---> Bread and Batter
Mentions:
Misty Gray
Kara nodded at Caleb's excuse about the headache. She tried to go to the gym a couple of times a week, fitness is important, but she never really tried to do better. Of course Caleb would, it was part of his job after all. She nodded at the suggestion of getting something to eat somewhere. She was also glad he hadn't suggested the cafe she'd just left.
"How about Bread and Batter? It's a bakery not too far from here." She suggested, beginning to walk in the right direction towards it. "Maybe you should take it a bit more easy at the gym, if you're getting headaches." She added,not sure if she was overstepping by giving advice on something she didn't really know about.
"So, uh, your family lives in town, right?" She asked.
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The Origin of The End.
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