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[SirBlazeALot]

Harley


Location: Lurking in the vicinity of The Survivor


Kickin' It With: Jed, Hayley, & Melony

"I AM NOT!" Harley called after the rider as she sped away. Being called anything negative, especially ugly, was the easiest way to set Harley off. Even if she'd only turned his own immature insults back on him. "YEAH WHO'S THE PUSSY NOW!? RUN, PUSSY, RUN!" He shook his fist and glared as the moped became smaller in the distance. He reluctantly followed after Jed with folded arms and his eyes fixated on the ground with his cheeks puffed out. "That bitch is dead next time I see her..." he grumbled bitterly.


Leave it to Jed to cheer him up with praise though. Harley nudged Jed back playfully. "You too buddy! Those idiots didn't know what hit 'em!" Harley pumped his fist triumphantly. He winked at his partner. "I'd play with you any time, Jed~" he flirted back. The moped girl and his homicidal thoughts toward her were far from his mind now. Jed's tastes were as strange as his own, which made the prospect of messing around with him more exciting than the boring first years in Harley's classes. Plus he was older and probably way more experienced. Harley would have liked to discuss this topic further, but a silly old dog caught their attention and they turned to find that they'd been followed.


Harley rolled up his sleeve and readied his umbrella. He grinned confidently and nodded. "I think so! If not lets just beat the shit out of her anyway and spare the others the trouble~!" Harley scratched at the back of his neck and turned around. "What the--" he was interrupted as a girl appeared seemingly out of thin air and punched him in the nose. He fell backward with a yelp and wiped the blood dripping from his nose. "OWWWW! I--I think it's broken!" It wasn't but Harley was a big baby when it came to injuries. He was still new to being a ninja and hadn't been hit much yet. Resisting the urge to cry, he looked around searching for the big-eyed girl that attacked him. "Come out you coward! C-Careful, I think she's invisible or something!"


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Del


Location: West District


Kickin' It With: Chikage, Jasper, Aidan, Spade, & Jurriaan

Del took Aidan's phone from him and squinted, looking at the picture. "Could be clearer but it works I guess. You should hit me up some time for a new phone. My dad's big into the tech industry~" he replied with a gentle smile. That condescending look Aidan gave him warranted the criticism and the patronizing little compliment and the following barrage of "I'm so much better than you don't even" that came out of his mouth. Of course it was all disguised as a means to improve upon Aidan's steez. Yeah fuck off buddy. He handed the phone back to Aidan and stretched rolling his head around on his neck.


Chikage. Chikage could go die in a hole as far as Del's concerned at this moment.


His clear sign of annoyance at his questions had Del feeling all types of ways, and each of them was heated. Were the questions not legitimate? Was he not the star operative of this mission? Who else was going to get the target out of there unharmed and in the blink of an eye? Why else would he be mentioned by name in Chikage's text? And was he, the star operative of this mission, not poorly under-informed? Was this "spur of the moment" mission not looking more foolish by the second? Were the other members even respecting his position--no--his power enough? Were they aware that he could teleport behind each of them and slit their throats before they could call their parents and tell them they loved them? To Del, it now became clear why the White Tigers hadn't become King District last semester or any semester before the tsunami in West District: they had poor taste in leaders. And as if that didn't make it bad enough, Chikage tried to call him out in front of the crew of useless individuals that had shown up to the "spur of the moment" mission he'd coordinated with his second year second in command. His second year, female, second in command who couldn't possibly be having any effect on Chikage to make him behave so irrationally, right?


This was one of the rare moments Del wasn't having it and broke the facade. "Sure, Chikage. I'm sure all the the lower ranked members would have loved to participate in this half baked mission. That's why they showed up and I didn't. Because they aren't scared." Del motioned to the lack of Tigers around them in the unfamiliar district sarcastically as he spoke. There was a rare moment of honesty and venom in his voice. "Whatever. Lets just do this." Clearly sounding hurt and disappointed, Del pulled his helmet out of his backpack and pulled it over his head. Why do I even bother with these idiots? We clearly need a change of pace. Del had never fancied himself to be an Elder, but the opportunity was looking appealing. And who knows, maybe if Chikage had a really bad semester and he just so happened to predict all of his pitfalls, maybe Delson Landa would be the new Elder next year. Sleeping with that Cobra was beginning to seem like less of a mistake. Wasting no time, Del teleported in front of the blond kid Spade had mentioned and grabbed his collar. "My associates and I would like to have a chat with you!!"


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Memphis


Location: Ascension 3rd Floor


Kickin' It With: Isaac, Donni, Lyre, Holly, Zhi, Vixa, and a fuckton of Dragons

It dawned on Memphis that he probably shouldn't have said the code out loud when Isaac suggested changing it after the meeting. Then he wondered why. Were they being watched? He always thought Ascension was a safe place but apparently not. Guess I still have a lot to learn. He had a brief moment of doubt but it was replaced by unparalleled determination with Isaac's words.


A triumphant grin appeared on his face. "There's only one way to get experience! And that's to go on quests!" How else was he supposed to grow as a ninja if he wasn't allowed on jobs? Training could only do so much for a person. There was nothing like the real deal. Satisfied with the chance to prove himself and work with some of the older students, he sat down and gave Holly and Zhi a thumbs up. All he needed now was the okay from Tsu. And even if she didn't approve, there had to be another job he could be trusted with. Though he wanted to take part in Leon's rescue, these were trying times and he was sure they'd have something else important that they needed capable ninjas for.


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Tsu


Location: Ascension, 3rd Floor Dojo


Kickin' It With: Isaac, Donni, Lyre, Holly, Zhi, Vixa, and a fuckton of Dragons

"Memorize the passphrases as soon as you get them and delete the texts containing them immediately. If one of your phones are stolen or misplaced, you are to report it to us as soon as you can. Especially if you haven't deleted the text yet. But I repeat, you are to memorize and delete the code immediately. Come to Ascension if you can't find anyone or another phone to let us know if it's missing," she answered Donni and Isaac. "If distributing the messages via text message proves to be too problematic, then I will assign each of the 4th years a small group of underclassmen. Isaac and I will call the 4th years personally and verbally tell them the new code, and they will be responsible for calling each of their underclassmen."


With all her bases covered on the passphrase front, Tsu resumed discussing the mission she was piecing together. "Holly, Zhi, and Memphis. The three of you will go to the bowling alley. Holly will be responsible for acquiring as many of the Spectre's phones as she can. Memphis will ensure a swift escape, and Zhi will be there as backup in case anything goes wrong and a fight ensues. People generally go to bowling allies in large groups, so I will assign a fourth person to assist Zhi as backup. And that person will be..." Tsu glanced around the room, and the names of the missing members danced in her head. But suddenly, she got an idea. "Donni. Donni will accompany you three in case something goes wrong. However, as Isaac stated, it is critical that you do this quietly. If we're caught, the Spectres will certainly go on the offensive if they haven't already." Tsu looked into the eyes of all four members. "I'm expecting that the four of you working together will build trust. Holly. Zhi. As seniors I'm expecting you two to put aside your differences and set an example for Donni and Memphis. The four of you will train together until the night of the mission. Understood?"


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Lizzy


Location: Evergate Shopping Mall (Black Rose)


Kickin' It With: Dale & Evey

"Hmmm..." behind the aviator shades the gears were turning in Lizzy's eyes. Evey didn't answer her question about whether or not she liked Glasper back and Dale seemed all too willing to change the subject. She listened to the two gush about Dale's revenge plot while idly browsing through clothes she'd never wear. An investigation was being conducted in her head. Officer Hottie was on the case. Evey seemed excited when she was talking about her kiss with Emo... but she also has more options, she could probably date someone way more popular than Glasper. And Dale... what's her deal... does she maybe... maybe... no... Lizzy looked at the two girls gushing about how to best ruin the life of Dale's one night stand. IS DALE IN LOVE WITH EVEY!?


Lizzy's "revelation" caused her jaw to drop, but she shut it immediately. Couldn't let Dale know that she was on to her. Tuning into the revenge plan, Lizzy picked up on the phrase "diamond studded shuriken" and that Dale knew where the Tiger Base was. Now that was some handy information. A diamond studded shuriken had to sell for a pretty penny, something like that would probably pay her parents' rent for months. Maybe even a whole year, who knows. "I'd like to be assigned to the raid on the Tiger base of operations. Sounds like there might be a lot of evidence to confiscate from the building."


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Vaughn


Location: Southside Boardwalk


Kickin' With: Steph & Bolt


"Nah, I don't smoke cigarettes," Vaughn answered the boy casually. It wasn't that he had anything against them or cigarette smokers, he just didn't see a point in smoking something that wouldn't get you high. But of course the pill poppin' kid would want one right? In Vaughn's mind, these were the kinds of druggies that gave druggies like himself a bad name. Vaughn plucked the smoke from Steph's fingers before Bolt could get to it. His inner peace told him to share the weed but his ego told him this kid was gross and he didn't want to smoke out of the same apparatus as him. Plus he was older and he could do shit like this, right? Wrong.


Here he was talking about "leave East District alone" and he wasn't even embodying the ways. The ways that he'd learned so long ago. After chilling with the Cobras so long, it was hard to do so. But hey, Steph was oddly well behaved after this weird janky kid made crude references to her boobs so...maybe she could not only keep her chill in a sushi restaurant, but also around an underclassmen who just needed a little guidance. Vaughn decided to give him a chance. "What the fuck landed you in juvie, man?" Vaughn asked, passing the weed to Bolt and folding his hands in his lap. He had a few ideas himself but he wanted to hear it straight from the horse's mouth. Hopefully it wasn't horse.


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Iza


Location: The Survivor


Kickin' It With: Melony, Harley, & Jed

Iza's phone blew up with messages from Melony as she navigated the streets. Each time Iza checked her phone, there was a different little blurb from Melony about where she was and what was happening. This was pretty intense work for Iza. It's true that normally her job was to move fast and go unseen, but it's not like lives were ever in the balance. Especially not the life of her potential makeout buddy. No, it was usually just to obtain information. And there were two outcomes for obtaining information: get it or don't. Death was never in the picture, other than her own. But who would care or notice if she died?


She thought she was following directions properly, but she was never much good at navigation. By some luck of the draw, she ended up on the opposite side of the alley as Melony. She could hear voices on the other side of it. Melony's voice was pretty distinct. Iza grew tall enough to reach a fire escape with no problem, and gently padded to the top before shrinking and gliding down to the suspects. Whoever they were, Melony was facing them and that's all that mattered.


Iza landed on the nape of one of the perpetrator's necks and slid off before growing to her average size and punching the kid in the face. Just as quickly as she grew, she shrunk and found a soda can to hide behind. It was common for her opponents to think she could turn invisible as opposed to just getting smaller. That's good. It meant that her opponents would be looking for the wrong person. They wouldn't be looking down. But "common" is a far cry from "100%".


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[Leaf Fi]

[COLOR= rgb(128, 128, 128)]Steph[/COLOR]

[COLOR= rgb(128, 128, 128)]Location: Southside Boardwalk[/COLOR]

[COLOR= rgb(128, 128, 128)]Fuckin' around with: Vaughn & Bolt[/COLOR]
Going back a minute. That stare to her tits? Steph didn't appreciate that. She's not like one of those girls who cry when the purposely low shirt they're wearing is given a flirtatious comment: if Steph wanted you to notice her breasts, she'd blatantly say it and pose in all her busty glory, but right now she wanted to smoke. Smoke and not get eyed up by some short stack crack head. Slowly, her arms folded right underneath her breasts and her torso shifted slightly to the side, her head cocking with an unimpressed frown. It was supposed to be an inaudible form of 'I fucking see you, you shit' but either Bolt was as thick as cow shit or he didn't give a fuck and continued to look. An urge to sock him right in the goddamn face came over Steph, but she held back. No, if he and Vaughn were related, she had to be somewhat 'nice'. But if he pulls that shit again? Bolt, you're fucked.

Back to present now! The fact he went to juvie didn't shock Steph in the slightest, and quite honestly she didn't even want to know the reason why. She got the feeling that he had daddy issues or something, and if you asked what happened he just fucking break down and give you his life story, something which she didn't quite want. Like, ever.

After pacing for a bit, holding his head for whatever the reason, Bolt's attention turned back to the two and began to shuffle towards them. The blunt in her hand immediately felt at least 15 times larger, and she had a new urge now: cradle the poor thing to keep it out of his hands. Fuck no was she sharing this weed with him! This was her and Vaughn's peach dream, he wasn't a member, and the weed etiquette was out the window. Who knows what he had in his mouth during juvie, and she wasn't going to have any of his stanky germs. This was strange danger at it's worst, and the grey haired woman was gonna let that be known. [COLOR= rgb(128, 128, 128)]"It is indeed, darlin'."[/COLOR] She replied to his question, eyeing up the blunt between her fingers like it had just magically appeared. The side of her mouth then spiked upwards, and she turned to lock eyes with the little twerp. [COLOR= rgb(128, 128, 128)]"And-"[/COLOR]

Joint was removed from her fingers.

[COLOR= rgb(128, 128, 128)]'The fuck?'[/COLOR] Gazing back at Vaughn, her smirk fell and a sigh passed her lips. Either he was agreeing with her in not sharing the weed, or he was giving her a silent scolding, as if he knew she was gonna be a smartass. Rolling her grey orbs, she clicked her tongue and jabbed a thumb back at her buddy, [COLOR= rgb(128, 128, 128)]"And he has it now."[/COLOR] Grumbling, Steph prayed it was her first assumption. The little shit however fucking didn't catch on. Perhaps it was herself to blame for not continuing her previous words, but she wasn't gonna admit to that. The little dude scrambled his way up the car and she felt a low internal growl. Hyde, it seemed, wasn't pleased with this guy either; he rarely ever tried to communicate when not summoned, and while it could have came off as her stomach knotting or a hunger pang, she could sense it wasn't either. [COLOR= rgb(128, 128, 128)]'Easy bro, momma's got this.' [/COLOR]

Once atop the vehicle, the newcomer began to zone out or something, and like an ADHD kid he just started movin' those legs of his like he was running a marathon. His little shit eating grin could have been taken as annoying, but right now? Steph felt a little twang of endearment from the little shit. Something about that little smile made her wanna cuddle the shit outta him and noogie the cell sized brain he had. It was kinda the same feeling she had anytime she saw Suzumaki getting pissed off or trying to be taller than she already is. Then, surprisingly, he held out his hand and gave not a proper introduction, but probably the best the poor guy could manage. How cute.

Steph's half smile returned and she grasped his vibrating hand with her steady one, [COLOR= rgb(128, 128, 128)]"Unless you've been stalking me or some shit, you shouldn't know me. Name's Steph, babe."[/COLOR] A firm shake was given before she pulled her hand back, discreetly wiping the palm on her leg. Fuck knew where that hand had been, and she wasn't trusting he washed 'em. [COLOR= rgb(102, 0, 0)]"What the fuck landed you in juvie, man?"[/COLOR] Vaughn then spoke up, and she kinda felt a little bit of herself die as he handed the weed over to Bolt. She didn't speak up about it though, which was a little surprising, but a part of her now wanted the smaller guy to have never smoked before and eat the blunt. Her entire being wanted it to happen, and she confirmed that if it did, then there would be no point in stopping him now. If he didn't, boo hoo, I guess. She hadn't thought of that scenario. [COLOR= rgb(128, 128, 128)]"Yeah man, the fuck happened you?"[/COLOR] She agreed with Vaughn, pressing her hands behind her so she could momentarily arch and stretch her back. [COLOR= rgb(128, 128, 128)]"You seem like a good lil Christian, Boltius."[/COLOR]
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[COLOR= rgb(0, 51, 102)]Edric[/COLOR]

[COLOR= rgb(0, 51, 102)]Location: Shopping Mall (Rose District)[/COLOR]
[COLOR= rgb(0, 51, 102)]Conversing with: Graveel[/COLOR]

 ]Oh dear, this was a problem indeed. Edric studied the dress, studied both shoes carefully and hummed thoughtfully. Then he removed his hand from his chin and tapped the shoe on the right, [COLOR= rgb(0, 51, 102)]"The bows would help make your personality shine through. Even though you're wearing black, they show you're playful and cute."[/COLOR] He explained gently before offering her phone back. Being here now definitely eased his earlier nerves with Chikage letting him off the hook, and so the male decided that he could perhaps get a little more comfy with the girl. Not in a romantic way, but more so a friendly and chill way. This, though, wold come after a vital question on his part.

Raising from his seat, he offered a hand to Graveel to help her up. [COLOR= rgb(0, 51, 102)]"You know, if you would like the other pair for a different event, I would happily buy them for you alongside these ones."[/COLOR] Edric could already tell what the answer would be from the stubborn girl, but there was still no harm in trying to crack her foundations and have her cave in to his request.[COLOR= rgb(0, 51, 102)] [/COLOR][COLOR= rgb(0, 51, 102)]"Perhaps then you could wear them to another event or a date?"[/COLOR]



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[COLOR= rgb(153, 204, 255)]Jurriaan[/COLOR]


[COLOR= rgb(153, 204, 255)]Location: West District[/COLOR]


[COLOR= rgb(153, 204, 255)]Flirting with: Del (A FOREIGN BOY OOOOO~)[/COLOR]


]After the totally badass escape he managed, Jurriaan felt like he was on top of the world. Nothing and nobody could mess with him after his crafty thinking! Pffft, Jason thought his mother was calling for him... How silly! That was the oldest trick in the book! Like said earlier, if Jason did have a problem with that, he'd tell him tough stuff and punch him right in the face! ... Or would lose his cool, show him a selfie he took with his mother a few days earlier and attempt a stupid little flirt... But now I'm rambling. None of this was even on his mind! It was pizza. Poor thing could feel himself getting hungry as he walked, and he kinda wanted to turn on his heel and ditch the meeting to eat a little earlier. Not that he was going to, but the thought was tempting.


Humming a gentle Dutch song to himself for amusement, the male continued on his way to the Survivor when all the sudden, some random dude popped in front of him! Like, not in turning a corner all of the sudden and finding someone there, but a legit pop into existence. A reaction on his part for the teleport couldn't even be made as the other roughly latched onto his collar immediately afterwards, and it was then that he realised how fucking screwed he was. Eyes wide, heart racing, mouth dry he managed to splutter out a 'W-what?!' before raising both his arms to the air. [COLOR= rgb(153, 204, 255)]"L-look! I-I know I'm wanted for a l-lot of dates, b-but this isn't the way to do it!"[/COLOR] Jurriaan fought hard to keep the tears begging to peek out and say hi to this unknown assailant away, gulping down air and laughing awkwardly at his own joke. His eyes now frantically searching for anybody to help him get away from yet another helmet wearing villain, he let out another awkward, more afraid chuckle and timidly stared at Delson. [COLOR= rgb(153, 204, 255)]"B-besides! I can't talk English! R-really... You sh-should just, erm, let me go a-and we'll act like n-nothing happened..!"[/COLOR] He rambled onwards in the language he supposedly couldn't speak before beginning to eye up an escape. This guy couldn't be much more stronger than him, r-right...? Right...


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/monthly_2016_07/Ninjas_Melony_S.jpg.f30bd0feb0681cb731fd27f4b696d875.jpgMelony aka Melody - Red Rose Disctrict - At the Gym Near the Survivor-  Facing Harley & Jed; IZA CAME TO THE RESCUUUUE more or less 


As per usual, threats did not phase Melony. Of course, they also weren't directed at her truly; it had been a sideways suggestion of one of the Red Rose invaders to another. Still, the blatant way that the one silver haired male spoke about defeating her did not impress Melony in the slightest. To underestimate one's enemy was to have lost before it even began. Her pale gaze sized the two up; by the conversation and the recent events it was easy to assume that one of them had the ability to cause the mayhem that had been caused by changing genders. Thanks to one of the men's comments, she was sure she knew which of them had the ability and they became less of a threat because of it because she, going on assumptions, had reached the conclusion that they could not use their chi to fight. On the downside, shutting their chi down would gain Melony no advantages... but if she could hit the right points and paralyze them then perhaps it wouldn't all be for naught. The other man, though, she would need to watch. She didn't know what skills he brought to the table at all and for all she knew his chi could excel his fighting capabilities. Her gaze fell to the weapon gripped in his hand and wondered how skilled he was with that. And how on form she was feeling today. 


In the time it took her to gather this information Iza had popped into and out of existence... at least, that's what it seemed. It was impressive and Melony caught herself trying to see where Iza had gone before realizing her place. If she did see Iza she could give her position away and that really would be a detriment. So she moved in on the taller man, since the other was so occupied with the minor wound Iza had given him. With her comrade around, Melony's confidence of winning the fight had grown. She was also just a bit giddy to actually have a fight on her hands. It had been far too long and she was eager to show off her capabilities. 


"You two are quite sharp; and now that I have my invisible comrade, there is no statistical chance of your escape. You are free to give in now and admit defeat... though I rather hope you don't." Melony said, her mouth quirking into the tiniest of grins before attempting to slip past the chain swordman's guard to get in an attack. 


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Sean aka Arena - Red Rose Disctrict - Hanging with Cato & Archie


"But... we're friends, right Cato?" Sean asked, suddenly finding his confidence and excitement from earlier slammed into a wall. His whole hope was that he and Cato and Archie had been building a bit of a bro bond by hanging out. But to hear Cato say he wasn't really the type to have 'friends' gave Sean pause for concern. Only for a moment, though. If he worried about Cato being his friend or not being his friend he could miss out on the chance to actually be a friend for Cato. Whatever the blond man thought, Sean saw him as a friend... and Sean concluded that was the most important factor. And treating Cato like a friend. That was also very important. 


"You aren't even a little excited? They're might be some really cool people on some of the other teams, though." Sean said, arms crossing and brows furrowing a moment. "I mean, just think of all the cool chi abilities we have alone in the Spectres. And then multiply that by 4 because of the other teams! There are a lot of unexplored chi abilities and if we grouped up, we might get some cool new options for stuff we can do!" Sean said, ever the optimist and not even slowed by Cato's suggestion that it would end in a train wreck.


Sean nodded excitedly as Cato took a moment to pause and think about his questions, and then giggled at Archie's added thought about how they probably did seem like blockheads. "Yeah, but they'd be wrong if that's all they thought of us!" He said in a sickeningly chipper voice, as bouncy as ever. "Wait... what?" Sean inquired, watching Archie and then looking at Cato before shrugging. "I thought mandatory meant something else but okay." Unbothered by the situation, Sean headed into the meeting, sitting near Cato since they were bros and all. Or friends. Or whatever Cato would call it.


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/monthly_2016_07/Ninjas_Eliza_S.jpg.5ec46f48c09db872d8687f612b391c8f.jpgEliza aka PowerUp - White Rose Disctrict - Leaving School - Chatting with Emelia 


Eliza, trying very hard to be a good friend, held her tongue in check as Emelia actually began to speak about what had happened at lunch. She felt a sharp pang in her chest discovering that Olivia and Spade got to hang out with Emmie and Jeddidia when she didn't but she pushed her own unhappiness away. Emelia was sad and that was more important then Eliza feeling a bit jealous that she hadn't got to spend lunch with her favoritest friend.


Before Eliza could even attempt to cheer Emelia back up she was finding her face cupped in Emmie's hands as her friend became excited again. About something odd, but still excited was better then sad. There were so many amazing things about Emelia, Eliza didn't think the pale haired woman should ever be sad. Still, they are in high school and these kinds of things tend to happen. Eliza would know; she was very good at making a fool of herself often. Then again if it made people laugh, it was sort of alright. As long as no bugs or stains were involved, of course. 


"Yeah! That sounds fun!" Eliza said, easily feeding off of Emelia's brighter energy and perking up. "I don't really care much about Georgia but I think we should celebrate because we're hanging out together and that's always wonderful! And because you had enough confidence to talk to Jeddidia today! That's a really super big step forward, Emmie!" Eliza said, her hands resting on Emelia's wrists in the manner of just wanting to return Emelia's friendly contact. 


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/monthly_2016_07/Ninjas_Jed_S.jpg.9ca141fb1362cf4e8954fbf3021bbdbb.jpgJeddidia aka NightShade - Near Survivor - Facing Melony and the 'invisible' Iza with Harley 


It really was a shame that the easy won victory and the more then great flirtations were cut off by the annoying Spectre interruption. Jed chuckled at Harley's quick comment to just destroy this Spectre, anyway, nodding along in agreement. He and Harley could take this girl and it would be one less trouble to take care of later. Which meant more time to play. And fighting was fun! Jed did feel a bit of a nagging to get safely out of the district but he was sure Harley could dispatch the danger easily enough. 


And then, before Jed could so much as blink, Harley was getting attacked and there was nil Jed could do about because by the time he had even caught sight of the punch connecting with Harley's nose the person was disappearing. His gaze flickered around wildly, but he couldn't see anything. "It's weird that she would appear only to strike, and then disappear again." Jed muttered as he gazed over at Harley. He was concerned for the other man's well being but he also knew Harley. Or thought he did, anyway. And so Jed was under the impression Harley's complaint about it being broken was an exaggeration. That didn't stop his anger, though, and his desire to slash the Spectre that had hurt Harley. 


Jed flashed out his sword experimentally, just to make sure that the woman was no longer near them. "Maybe she's intangible when she's invisible." Jed reasoned,oblivious to the fact that Melony had said anything since she had spoken so softly and he had been focusing on the new problem at hand. Though he liked his and Harley's odds a little less, he was still pretty confident in their ability to win this fight. "I have your back-" If Jed was going to mutter anything else to Harley, it was effectively cut off by Melony's attack. Jed pulled back, dodging the attempted strike and moved to counter with a strike of his own but his opponent was fast and she was out of his sword's range sooner then he thought, causing the blade to twist around and strike himself. Ignoring the sting he slashed out, his strikes a bit wide to try and hit the possibly invisible attacker as well in an attempt to keep both women away from Harley. Not that Harley needed protecting... -okay, no, Jed totally thinks Harley needs protecting...- but Jed was along to be Harley's partner and in this case his job was to make sure that Harley wasn't attacked a second time. 


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Jaspar aka Noose - Planning with Chikage, Del, Spade & Aiden


That things weren't better planned really was bothersome to Jaspar. They should have discussed everything and had a plan before actually entering enemy district. It just left the stamina chi'd man a bit irritated and more then a little frustrated to enter into something without a real plan. And he also wasn't terribly fond of the company which did little to help that declining mood. Chikage's cheeky smile at having decided on a plan wiped away what little joy Jaspar had gained from Chikage giving Del a hard time. "No Sir." Jaspar said, tone low and expression just a little on the cold side. 


At least Del is being useful and obedient. That is always useful. Jaspar thought in an attempt to soothe his fraying nerves. At leat Jaspar was used to the waiting game. His chi made him a partial master of it since he usually had to wait for people to tire before finishing them. So he could be patient, wait for further information to be uncovered, and then help move in to rescue this dragon that was being held captive. Any true Ninja would not be held captive. If I were to be captured I would be planning an escape effective immediately... I wonder if all dragons are this incapable. 


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/monthly_2016_07/Ninjas_Donni_S.jpg.a0ad76207029ad8dc703ee9ad95ad9ff.jpgDonnovan aka NewDawn - Blue Rose Disctrict - Ascension, 3rd Floor Dojo - At Meeting


Not that Donnovan's memory really needed an update, but it was good to be reminded why Donnovan put his faith in their leader. Especially after the scenario the night before where he had felt ready to just forget about Tsu and chase after his brother. He felt minor remorse for that now. Tsu was intelligent and a fairly decent leader. Sometimes she left gaps in plans but if someone pointed them out, she would fill them and she was also smart when it came to battle. Now if only the rest of his comrades weren't as thick as they acted then perhaps things would be a little more bearable. 


Holly, Zhi, and Memphis... talk about a match made in heaven. Donni didn't see the honey moon lasting all that long, though... then again any group that had Holly in it would end up bickering. And Memphis... Donni did not envy the people who had to accompany him on anything. Speaking of people in the group who were thick, Memphis often made Donni question if any IQ could get into the gang. Still, he kept his thoughts to himself... Even when he heard his name called as the 4th person and he desperately wanted to let out a groan of irritation. Instead he merely nodded and kept any comments of how unpleasant this day had become to himself. 


"Yes, ma'am." Donni murmured quietly, trying to ignore how sick to his stomach he felt. Zhi was fine. In fact Donni often found himself fond of the other man's intelligence. But Holly? After the stunt she had just pulled? And Donni hated babysitting, which, despite what Tsu had said about Holly and Zhi being seniors, he felt he was going to be doing with Memphis. Grin and bear it, Donnovan. Things could be much worse. At least we are siding with the Tigers which means possibly getting to see Jed on good terms. 


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/monthly_2016_07/8f02ecbd10afa9f73fe0b365b428ce7f2.jpg.ceaeaca997a9cfc1e8494dfa53e6d672.jpgLyre aka Genie - Blue Rose Disctrict - Ascension, 3rd Floor Dojo - At Meeting


Silently observing the current goings on, it was a wonder she didn't jump out of her skin when she heard Nixon's voice. Perhaps she was just used to him suddenly appearing and speaking to her. Perhaps she just didn't startle all that easily (though if that were the case it would be because of Nixon.) At any rate, she didn't even make an outward appearance that she hard heard him at first as she first went through the excitement of working with Nixon and then wondering at the answer to the question. She side glanced at Nixon before smiling. 


Following Nixon's method of covering her mouth with a hand, she leaned a little closer to him. "I don't see why not! We make a great team!" Lyre said, struggling to keep her volume down so that she didn't interrupt Tsu as she gave orders. The last thing Lyre wanted to do was cause a disturbance while the leader of the Dragons discussed important business. Lyre wasn't sure if she was sad or happy about not being chosen amongst the 4 at this rate, but she was sure she could find other ways to be helpful. "If you had to pick someone else, though, who would you choose?" Lyre inquired, unable to quell the sudden curiosity. Lyre supposed it did matter on what the mission was but it was so much fun to hang out with Nixon that she'd prefer him anyway. He was one of members that didn't see her as a bit of a freak. And most people didn't say as much, they just... well treated her like it. Like Diana's offhand comments she hadn't meant to be offensive. 


/monthly_2016_07/Ninjas_Keagan.jpg.00637609327cb986203330b1631907cc.jpgKeagan aka Oogie Boogie - Blue Rose District - Sobbing in his Room - Interacting with a Cat (Lucy)


Understandably, even by ninja standards, Keagan startled at the voice that answered him. He gazed at the cat, blinked, rubbed at his ear and then looked around. When the cat spoke again he heaved a sigh and shrugged. He could communicate with bugs, after all, so talking to a cat wasn't too terribly weird... though Keagan wasn't sure if that was because of his bug ability or not. He had never been able to communicate with cats before this. 

"I suppose a talking cat wouldn't have an owner, huh?" Keagan sad, still wondering if perhaps he had fallen asleep without meaning to. Come to think of it that would the most reasonable explanation and he relaxed. "What's wrong, you ask?" Keagan inquired with a huff, rubbing at his red eyes and fighting down the rush of shame that was clawing at his throat. "I am a failure, that's what's wrong. I finally had a chance to be amazing for the person I like and I couldn't do it. I let her down. And I'm pretty sure she hates me now." Keagan said, not holding back on the dramatics and just heaving a sigh of defeat as tears began to fall down his cheeks. 


"I just wanted her to like me... and I wanted to help... and I couldn't. I can't ever do anything right." He wailed, becoming completely emotional again and throwing his arms around the cat. If it was a dream then all this would be alright, right? Even though this cat could talk, dream cats can't tell other people what I'm saying right now...


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/monthly_2016_07/Ninjas_Dale_S.jpg.cf2ebe9ac9a81b9795bf549285359cb5.jpgDale aka Chip - Black Rose Disctrict - Hanging with Evey and Lizzy 
Though Dale had been pretty proud of herself and her attempt at planning revenge, the enthusiasm that Evey had made Dale's confidence soar and Lizzy's offer to at least help with part of it made things even better. Dale grinned and nodded, realizing she really had done good. Now if she could just do good on purpose, things would be so much better! But still, knowing where the Tiger's base was and planning to stalk Del was a stroke of genius the like Dale never knew she had. 

"I do, and they do have beds... and yeah... I don't know if there are pools but there was a bar and someone playing piano. It was really stuffy, actually... like snobby rich kid stuffy. Lame and boring and just... I don't know who would want to spend time in a place that just reeks of spoiled rich kids." Dale said, though she wouldn't mind having that bar in a more accessible place and all to herself and whatever guy she was attempting to play with at the time. 

"So I should play with his sanity and destroy him that way, first, and then we can go in for absolute destruction by stealing some of his shit after!" Dale crowed, so very proud that she had masterminded this plan! "Of course you can be part of that, Officer. I'm sure that evidence will be useful in destroying Del, too." She said, her mood much better now that they weren't talking about Evey and Glasper and that they were focusing on Dale. The spotlight is obviously where she always belonged. "As long as shopping for rich kid clothes doesn't cost as much as it does for rich kids... I don't think my dad will be happy if I spend a lot of money." Then again, she could always steal it she supposed. She still was pretty good at getting away with that kind of stuff. 


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((Oliver is heading back to Black Cobra High, as is Peyton))

 

[Corgi]

Lucy Lynn Vaness 



  Location: Keagan's House  Interaction: Keagan (@RubyRose) Organization: Blue Dragons   



Lucy thought it was pretty obvious she had a power, but it turned out that the boy she was talking too didn't agree with her. "I suppose a talking cat wouldn't have an owner, huh?" She just nodded along, listening, "What's wrong, you ask? "I am a failure, that's what's wrong. I finally had a chance to be amazing for the person I like and I couldn't do it. I let her down. And I'm pretty sure she hates me now. I just wanted her to like me... and I wanted to help... and I couldn't. I can't ever do anything right."  





Lucy practically jumped out of her skin when he started wailing and wrapped his arms around her. She was surprised to say the least, but she was sure that the boy needed it, so she stayed still, letting him cry it out for a bit. After a few seconds of him wailing, she finally spoke in a hushed tone. "Did she say?" She asked, doing her usual choppy sentence.  





She wanted to know if this girl he was talking about had specifically said that she hated him, because an upset person guessing was much different than someone flat out telling them that they hate them. 










Graveel S. Sinclair  Location: Shopping Mall (Rose District)  Interacting: Edric (@Leaf Fi) Organization: White Tigers   



Graveel listened intently to the handsome boy, bright eyes flickering from Edric, to the left shoe, and to the right."The bows would help make your personality shine through. Even though you're wearing black, they show you're playful and cute." Suddenly, she gasped, everything making sense now. "Of course! This is exactly why I call you about this! Your sense of style always gets me out of these messes!" She cheered, grabbing her phone and thanking him a million times. "You are seriously the best." Graveel reached for the box of shoes, grinning from ear to ear.  





Graveel gently put her hand on his and stood up, giving him a big hug, but quickly pulling away at what he said next. "You know, if you would like the other pair for a different event, I would happily buy them for you alongside these ones." Now, there are several things that Graveel does not put up with, one of those being others paying for what she wants/needs, and Edric knows this well. "Perhaps then you could wear them to another event or a date?" Graveel pats his shoulder, "It was a good effort, but you already know my answer." 





She quickly walked to the counter and paid for the shoes, strutting back to him and saying, "Since we're already here, and we haven't been able to talk recently, we should indulge in being here and go have some fun!" Graveel did a little goofy dance, exaggerating the "fun" part, hoping he'd catch on. 






Quinn Teeters  Location: Behind a House  Interacting: Joe (@Danoram)  Organization: Black Cobras   



"Che~ Puhlease! You ain't got no say over whether she sees me or not, Huggles, aight?" Quinn wrapped one arm tighter around him, covering his mouth before he could say anything too loud. She quickly drowned out his  muffled yells with a comment of her own, "Don't tease him like that. H-" She was quickly cut off by Joe's sudden closeness.  





Heat rushed to her face as she stuttered out a confused sentence."W-W-What a-are you d-doing?" She quickly pulled away from Joe, looking away and rubbing her chin, recovering, "You better have not gotten oil on me..." She grumbled, glancing at him as he mentioned about cleaning himself up. 





Right as he left, she let out a long sigh and put down Mr. Hickles, who was obviously annoyed. "That stupid ass boy has the audacity to get my name wrong, insult me, touch you, and expects to just waltz out of this room like nothing happened. Now if I wasn't being held hostage..." Mr. Hickles's rant slowly drowned into the background as Quinn focused on the room, more specifically the car he was working on.  





She quickly began thinking about Joe, a bit more interested. They hung out a lot, but she didn't know much about him. She wasn't sure about his likes and dislikes, she knew a bit of his past, but not enough that friends should know about each other. Her thoughts were quickly cut off by a sudden gruff voice. "So, are you the Quinn I hear of?" Ah, the father. She's heard of him quite a bit as well. "Yes, sir." She said, giving a small nod, glad that she didn't hear a rambling Mr. Hickles.  





"Joe here says the two of you have homework needin' to be done, and frankly, I feel I'm bein' lied to. The kid ain't never got nothin' truthful to spit, an' I'm sick of it." Quinn quickly sees Joe waving a little bit away, doing rather vulgar motions that had her quickly looking away, chuckling slightly before giving a quick nod, "Understandable, sir." She said, trying to keep herself from laughing anymore. "And, frankly, I don't 'ppreciate bein' lied to. Joe's punishment is that she ain't goin' nowheres, and unless this homework bullshiet is somethin' she can't finish on 'er own, then ya might as well leave, kid."  





Quinn's eyes widened slightly, hearing the pronouns that his father was using and was confused. She found it very odd that his own father would call him a girl, but maybe he was too angry to realize what he was saying? She quickly shrugged it off and nodded again, "Of course, sir. Thank you." Immediately, Quinn grabbed Mr.Hickles who was laying limp on the floor and walked calmly out of the garage and down the road. 





Quinn caught eye of Joe and began to bust out laughing. "T-That was... That was not cool!"  She said, laughing harder at the remembrance of what he did. She calmed herself down, taking a deep breath before sighing. "You, Joe, are a bit of a dick sometimes." She stated simply, leaning against the side of the house, looking up at the clouds. "Where are we going, now?" She asked, directing her attention towards him. 

 

[Danoram]

Nixon "Dry Ice" Thorn


Location: (Ascension) 3rd Floor Dojo | Interacting/Mentioned: (All Dragons) Holly, Lyre, (Isaac & Tsu)


/monthly_2016_09/57e2f2c981bf0_Nixon4.gif.548ac49375793546672d6d39dfd6ee1c.gifStill paying attention to the happenings around him, Nixon's slightly strained smile from having just discovered of the death of two fellow gang members curved into something a bit more cheerful upon Lyre's reply. He shrugged his shoulders up and gave a breathy snicker while awkwardly tugging at the ends of his hair. "Psssht~ Yeah, that is true," he jokingly agreed.


The question asked by Donnovan, though, about what to do if one's phone is stolen had Nixon suddenly feeling himself up to see if he even had his phone. He didn't. A bushy, grey, mountain-resembling eyebrow was raised at this discovery... then he zoned out and pondered where it may be. He could remember sticking it in his pocket before leaving the house earlier this morning because his mother reminded him not to forget it.


Nixon often does that - forget things, I mean. Important things, too, sometimes, like his bag which is used to carry all his fighting gear around in. In fact... I don't think he even has that either. The owl-eyed teen gasped in shock and glanced around himself, to no avail finding the mentioned bag, which only caused him a great deal of stress. 


Nixon turned to Lyre with a worried expression and chewed the nail of his thumb, whispering just loud enough for her to hear, "Did you see me carry my bag in? I don't think I brought it, but I know I packed it this morning..." He spoke nothing but the truth. Nixon did pack his bag this morning. He also left the house with it, stopping by a friend's uncle's family-run ramen bar, which also happens to be where he left it. Silly Nixon. Not only did the unknown whereabouts of his bag frustrate him, but Nixon was also bothered by the fact that his name hadn't been called out along with the four others... but, hey... it's not like Tsu said they couldn't participate. Everyone got the code, right? So, that means that everyone is a part of the mission. First thing's first, though, Nixon's priority was finding his bag and phone, because without the phone... he doesn't have the code that makes him a member of the mission.



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Holly "Vanity" Radcliffe


Location: (Ascension) 3rd Floor Dojo > Hauling ass to the Bowling Alley | Interacting/Mentioned: (All Dragons) Tsu, Isaac, Zhi, Memphis, Donnovan, (& Lyre)


/monthly_2016_10/57f4063aab439_Holly2.gif.b9faec6d3a712e9b0bcca7c34d2fda5f.gifHolly was looking forward to showing off her skills in order to impress her higher ups, such as Tsu Sun and Isaac. While she dreaded those of whom she would be working with, she was very well prepared to do as told and put aside her differences with Zhi. If setting a good example for the younger members meant being praised, then so be it. If Holly is anything, it's obedient and determined!


At the elder's finishing statement, Holly stood to her feet and brushed some hair behind her ear with a cocked hip, "I understand completely, and can assure you that I, Vanity, will set aside my disliking and utter loathing towards Zhi in order to follow through with this mission, and to set a good example for those below me." Eyes narrowing for a moment at her own words as she realize how petty she sounded, the girl retrieved her cell phone from her bra and made sure to delete the code before putting the device away again.


"I would like to get started as soon as possible, if we could." Having said that, Holly kicked into her hidden presence and started out of the building with a message to her assigned partners: Memphis, Donnovan, and Zhi (sadly). The text read: "Holly: Meet you all at the bowling alley. Don't be late." If there was anything she was planning, it was to be the first to arrive a their set destination. She doesn't even want to imagine how embarrassing it would be to arrive last. Luckily for her having the abilities she does, no one could notice her hauling pure ass down the streets by now (unless she were to run head-on into them, or maybe bump a shoulder or two). Holly was gettin' it. Inhale through the nose, exhale through the mouth. The girl even through her hair up into a quick, sloppy ponytail mid-run because it kept getting in her mouth - no thanks to the chilly wind.




@SirBlazeALot@theglassangel@RubyRose@NyxNightmare@(Wearing this - minus beanie, and the shirt is blue.)

Xavier "Sting" Brax
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Location: (West District) The Survivor | Interacting/Mentioned: (Meeting Attendants), Mori, RIP Miles


/monthly_2016_10/57f40dca6e9f6_Brax1.png.36a2dd3fb6bf006cb74397f8481590e4.pngThe stranger leaning in slightly as he attempt to spit out his own name made Brax somewhat uncomfortable, but he didn't falter, continuing through with his introduction, which failed to no end in his opinion. Quite the embarrassment, it was; though, to everyone else it was probably already completely normal, not even enough to phase them anymore depending on how long they've been affiliated with the Spectres.


Brax felt bad for having yelled in the girl's face, even causing her to jump, which made him unconsciously avoid eye contact for the moment as he continued to wait for her hand to meet his own, wondering what to do if she avoids the shake. Would he laugh it off? Uhh... probably not. Brax doesn't laugh. Is he supposed to pretend he doesn't care and just continue on his merry way? Oh, how the anxiety swelled up. Just within the few seconds it took for Mori to finally shake Brax's hand, the guy had managed to break a sweat, but overall remained fairly calm.


You could see the smile in his eyes as they lit up, posture straightening a bit as he a gave a firm and swift greeting, throwing a nod into the mix as well with his usual grunt before he relaxed into a comfortable seated position at the girl's words and shook his head. He was nervous at first, yes, but now it's fine because he's not forcing himself to voice anything. Brax liked her name. It was interesting, but not quiet as interesting as another member he's close with - or... at least he thinks he's close with Umm. Anyways, at Mori's introducing herself, Brax gave a thumbs up and nodded again to let her know he was acknowledging what she was saying. Thankfully for being quick to adjust to the way people behave, the guy wasn't taken too far back when his new acquaintance got up real close and personal in his face, gaze flickering towards the sides of his head. Her question had him glancing to the left for a second, and then to the right before he shrugged and awkwardly brushed a hand over his hair, across the dark stripes wrapping around his head where she'd been looking. Brax didn't know how to answer Mori's question, so instead he just grumbled and balled his fist up while glaring down a the floor.



@Corgi @(Idea of what he's wearing - along with a sexy spandex shirt, because Brax is hot.)


Boltius "The Purge" Beckman


Location: (South District) Southside Boardwalk | Interacting/Mentioned: Stephanie & Vaughn


Boltius was really craving a cigarette right now. Bummer that Vaughn apparently doesn't take to them, though. Upon being told this, the short boy gave a deep nod, tipping forward a bit as though about to fall from the car, which he so rudely invited himself onto without consent from its rightful owner. He didn't fall - don't worry, it's just a part of his behavior."Oh, aight. That's cool, too. That's cool... Shit." Little did the two others know that his heart was racing like a motherfucker. I guess his mind is still set on what it's used to, while his body has gone without the drugs in a couple months and needs to take it slow before reaching the previous level he was on.  


It's Boltius, though. He can handle it. 


At Stephanie's answering his question about the joint in her hand, the corner of Bolt's mouth twitched into a crooked half-smile. His gaze focused down on it for just a second before it was suddenly being stolen by Vaughn. The boy was contemplating whether or not he should ask for a hit, curious as to how his body would react crossfaded between pot and addie. He decided that if it wasn't offered, then smoking would be a bad idea and would probably result badly. Vice versa, you feel me? And what do you know? Here comes Vaughn the Saint offering Bolt the Purge that oh-so desired puff-puff-pass, which may, or may not kill him. With the boy being somewhat superstitious, he decided that nothing could go wrong now because the joint was offered rather than asked for.


Boltius hopped down off the car and took the smoke between his thumb and index finger while chuckling a little, smile split wide across his face as he held the joint up, cherry facing the skies, and took two puffs at his max, holding it all in as best he could before very slowly exhaling. A few coughs broke from him, but nothing out of the norm, then he passed the treat back to Stephanie before turning to face Vaughn again. Bolt jut a finger out at the guy and stepped backwards, unable to sit still for too long because of his turbo-boosted heart rate. "That's a funny one, you know. You know. I- uh... I- uh... I was really fucked up, yo. And... and- and... I, uh, took canned paint and sprayed a shit-fuckin' load of houses. It was actually 'bout only- uh... four or five, yo. I painted dicks and shit, and shit all over'em- yeah." 


There was a short pause as the druggie took a deep breath, talking too fast for his own good.


"Uh, uh- Shit, what was it?... Oh! In the East, yo. I fucked aroun' in the East... I, uh... Aha!" Remembering more from the night he was sent to juvie for, Bolt slapped his knee and bent over in a brief fit of laughter. He straightened back up and shook a finger with amusement playing so clearly o his expression, "I tried to dig a fuckin' grave up, yo. Yo, I don't remember- remember that, though. Cuz, uh, like I said, I was fucked beyond repair." A hand was lifted as though he was trying to grab Sephanie's face from afar, but then the boy made some realistically sounding explosion-like noises and spun around, stopping firmly with a light hop, "Like, fucked up."




@SirBlazeALot @Leaf Fi

Joe "Just A Mechanic" Finchum
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Location: (South District) Strolling | Interacting/Mentioned: Quinn & Mr. Hickles


/monthly_2016_10/57f422501cb25_Joe3.gif.8205ee1e8dced60aa8ec06c05bfa3e6b.gifAs soon as Joe saw Quinn, she threw her head back and gripped her stomach in a fit of laughter while aimlessly wandering in a small circle around the girl. "I-I'm sorry. That was great, though. Ya gotta admit." Her cackling went raspy and almost silent for just a brief second as Joe bent forward, resting on her knees, and covered a hand over her mouth. 


"I'm gon' be in big shit," she joked.


At the comment of being a dick sometimes, Joe straightened back up and gave a shrug, "What're friends for?" she asked; though, it was clearly rhetorical, then she cupped her hands behind her head and leaned against the house beside Quinn while, also, staring up at the sky. "Hmm~... Whereare we going, now?" Joe bit her lip and narrowed her eyes. There was still a smile playing on her expression thanks to just moments ago, the thought of her great escape amusing her to no ends as it repeated over and over in her head. "I guess, wherever the road takes us... Let's go find some of the others." Having said that, the taller one stood up off the house and started down the grassy alley, expecting Quinn to follow after, in which she exited the little passageway onto hardtop. The immediate change of scenery within Shinobi City never fails to amaze Joe. The place is truly magnificent. 




@Corgi

Nakazajo "Raging Ogre" Chikage
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Location: (West District) Near the border | Interacting/Mentioned: Jaspar, Delson, Spade, Aidan, & Jurriaan


/monthly_2016_10/57f80d5d9af67_Chikage1.jpg.c2d035b3d70ae2618e89765dccdfaaa7.jpgChikage stood with a fixed expression: with a lifted brow and narrowed eyes, as Delson spit back at him with a mouth full of sass. The leader just sort of scratched the back of his head and looked around with a question playing clear on his face, like, 'what's this guy's problem?' He hadn't contacted any lower-ranking members of the gang for today's mission, so it's a given they wouldn't have shown up, but Delson doesn't know that. Rather than growing frustrated at the guy, Chikage only sighed. He followed up after him on the approaching of their target and gave his signature snake-like grin.


"Now, now, calm down~ There's nothing to be worried about. We're just seeking some assistance, if you wouldn't mind." While Delson kept hold of the stranger, Chikage lent over on him with an arm around his shoulder, not really caring if he didn't like it. He brushed a hand through his messy hair and glanced back at the others, "We're looking to affiliate ourselves with the big name of this district." Lifting a brow, the leader continued, "You know the name, yes?..." Chikage stood up off of Delson and moved to Jurriaan, pulling the guy along by the back of the collar, "Walk with us, if you would." The leader was anticipating this mission going by quickly. He wanted it done and over with. While he doesn't truly expect the stranger to believe that he and the others are looking to become Red Spectres, he's still going to try with that, because why not?



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Emelia "Shakespeare" Dawson
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Location: (WTHS) Parked outside | Interacting/Mentioned: Eliza & Lionel


Emelia squealed with excitement at Eliza's words, nodding rapidly while interlocking their fingers together. "You are, indeed, absolutely right!" She hadn't thought of anything to do, exactly, as a means to celebrate, so she just went with the first thing that came to mind. "I know! I have heard some small-talk around about this 'Evergate Shopping Mall' in the Rose District, and have been eager to visit it. They, apparently, have this new hang-out lounge where you can taste-test treats that people make up off the top of their heads..."


With a short pause, Emelia chewed her nail, then quickly perked back up with a large grin, "But that's only one of many different things we can do! We have all day, Eliza~!"


Quickly, the pale one maneuvered around and buckled herself in, urging Eliza to do the same, then she jut a finger towards Lionel, "Take us to the Evergate Shopping Mall, Lionel!... Please." Her bad mood was working as best it could to better-up. Hopefully, soon, she and her colorful friend would be laughing and smiling away as they usually are. "Oooh~ We could also see if there's karaoke there." Emelia stated cheerfully.


@RubyRose

 

[hosaki]

Hayley Fang
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Location: (West District) Near The Survivor


Interacting With: Allie and Aya


Strange. Nobody was following her. Hayley let up on the accelerator, her moped idling along as if lost. After that provocation, she was sure that the two hooligans would be coming after her to flay her skin, especially the white-haired guy with the potty mouth. Their lack of reaction could be interpreted as a blessing, but now she had to come up with another way to keep tabs on them. The meeting was probably well underway by now, and here she was, tangled up in something troublesome. Hayley clicked her tongue and skidded to a stop by the road. What were those fuckers doing? She closed her eyes, her brow furrowing in equal parts concentration and annoyance. Her eyelids flickered as she sought out their auras. They were in the same place, the colors dancing in a back-and-forth that she recognized to be combat. A third person had entered the scene to lead an attack -- was that Melony? There was a unfamiliar aura too, a pinprick that was easy to miss on her radar. Once in a while, it flared up ominously. Oh hell. Melony couldn't be facing three opponents alone. Hayley's eyes snapped open and she scrambled for the handlebar, ready to jet off back onto the scene- but wait. She knew only one person whose chi behaved in such a manner. Could it be Iza?


A rare smirk made its way onto Hayley's face. Ha. It sure sucked to be those rich brats now. Iza would give them a heck of a hard time; they wouldn't be going anywhere for a while. Now, that just left securing the premises. Of all days, those Tigers had shown up when the Specters were occupied and unable to defend their territory. Grouped together and unaware, they were sitting ducks for a well-planned surprise attack. It couldn't be a coincidence. Hayley frowned and closed her eyes again to do a quick sweep of the area. Immediately, she started the engine and began heading towards the direction of the two auras she'd picked up on, those of second years whose names she didn't know. Enlisting their help would be better than alarming the entire gang for a mere suspicion she had.


Stopping at the mouth of the alleyway, Hayley didn't give any introduction or explanation, let alone do them the courtesy of lifting up her visor.


"Specters? Good. One of you get on here and drive this thing. We're going on patrol."


@NyxNightmare @theglassangel

 
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Aidan Weiss
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Location: West District


Interacting With: Chikage, Delson, Jaspar, Juriaan, and Spade


Taken off guard by the brag, Aidan almost laughed in the blond's face. How adorable. Jabs at his family's status might as well be aimed at a brick wall; of all things, Weiss prestige was the one unshakable conviction that his parents had rooted in his mind. A whiny daddy's boy's prattle about how his phone was better did nothing to make Aidan feel otherwise. If anything, Aidan's smile had grown wider, more genuine in his amusement, edging close to a smirk. "Thank you. I'll be sure to 'hit you up' for a phone should I ever feel mine to be insufficient." He slipped the device away and turned his attention to the man Spade had pointed out to them. There really wasn't much for them do here: their little guide looked like he would cave the moment he even saw the glint of Chikage's knife.


Instead, he regarded Delson with growing interest. They weren't that alike after all, after that sarcastic outburst. Everything the man had insinuated about Chikage, Aidan had agreed with, but he hadn't expected it to come from the ever amiable "Mr. Nice Guy." The nickname was laughable, but it was proof of the extent to which Delson had so thoroughly fooled the world. That he'd shown his hand so easily -- it was slightly disappointing. Aidan caught up to the group of three, silently falling into step with the blond.


@Danoram @Leaf Fi @NyxNightmare @RubyRose @SirBlazeALot





 

Russ Coleman
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Location: Heading back South


Interacting With: Iris and Oliver


 


At the sight of the second-in-command, Russ immediately scrambled to his feet, but the look on Iris's face sent him a step back. She did not seem happy, is what he was saying. Or thinking in this case. 


 


"Some stealth."


 


The man flinched, his expression stricken as if she had socked him in the stomach. He didn't open his mouth to defend himself. Coming all this way, revealing himself, and then getting stood up on top of that… The severity of his actions had hit him full force with her words. Lots of things could have gone wrong: he could have died, he could have started a gang war… The list went on and on. When the girl moved closer, Russ felt his stomach twist uncomfortably at the sweet scent of shampoo. Sickeningly sweet, because they all hid their knives in their flowers and dresses. He braced himself for a strike to the face that never came.


 


Instead, he felt a touch to his hair. "But… good job for what it was worth. I appreciate your cooperation. I trust that you and Oliver can....uhm...find yourselves back without too much hassle, hm? We'll talk later.""


 


Then she left, taking that nauseating smell with her. Russ gave a shaky laugh, as if the sound could dismiss the fear he'd felt in that moment. Oh man, his legs were quivering like jelly. What was up with that? He was so lame. And what had just happened? 


 


He turned to Oliver, his manner unusually boisterous. "Olives, wanna get some food? I don't remember you eating much during lunch. I can call you Olives, right?" Was making a sick person walk all the way back cruel? But shadow traveling with someone in tow was likely to induce nausea -- bad idea. Well, they could just take it slowly.


 


At the ping of his phone's message box, Russ glanced at the screen and squinted, looking more confused by the second. 


 


I'm still new to this but...I'm...I'm rooting for you...I guess. 


 


What was she new to? Being second-in-command? But she'd taken the position a while ago…


 


thanks?


 


Whatever. She likely wouldn't talk to him again. The man tucked his hands into his jean pockets, along with his phone.


 


"Damn, it's cold."


 


@NyxNightmare @RubyRose

 

[NyxNightmare]

(Posting for Iris later)
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Warren/Spade - White Tigers/Member
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There were plenty of places Spade would rather be. This wasn't one of them. And, interrogating a cute blonde was not what he figured his day would consist of. In fact, he had begun to regret pointing the fellow out. But, it seemed this boy would appear fruitful for their mission. Delson had come across rather harsh, and Spade couldn't help but chuckle at the Spectre's defense. Date? Right, that's what we are after. How cute. Hmm Delson with this cute Spectre? Maybe! When it seemed as if everything was under control, he followed the leader and everyone else up to meet the two. "Geez, don't scare him." He mumbled to nobody in particular, though if anything it would have been directed at Delson most. 








Listening to the leader mention joining the gang, he had to hold in another chuckle. Right. this whole undercover thing was too comical. Would this boy really believe their words? He seemed like the gullible type, so why not? He kept his crimson eyes low, adjusting to their surroundings. There didn't seem to be enough people taking notice of their action to be worried. Chikage's quick actions were expected. He wasn't a man to doddle around for Christmas. Still, they were all being so rough with this guy. Somehow he felt something might backfire on them if they pushed him over the edge. Well, he had appeared to have a smug look of accomplishment on his face before they ambushed him, so perhaps this damsel in distress act was all a ruse. So the man simply ran his fingers through his hair and followed his leader's choice of path on the situation. 


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Vixa/Hummingbird - Blue Dragons/Healer
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As the rest of the members got into their respective groups, Vixa fumbled with her own phone for the code. After memorizing it she deleted the message and slipped it back into her hoodie pocket. She honestly wasn't sure how Holly and Zhi were going to work out their differences, but she didn't want to question Tsu's authority. She always knew what to do, and Vixa had never doubted her decisions before. She was almost pleased that Donni has been placed within the group. It was a chance for him to prove his loyalty in these trying matters. Good for him! Vixa wasn't offended by not being chosen for such a mission. She was a healer, her duty would always be right here at their base. There was never any sliver of jealously or envy inside Vixa. She was more than happy to be where she was most useful. 






The meeting ended, and from the corner of her eye she noticed Lyre and Nixon conversing. The girl was very beautiful in Vixa's eyes. She hadn't really talked to Lyre or Nixon for that matter, very often. Casual greetings always sufficed. Vixa's usual pattern would be to step up to Tsu and ask if there was anything in particular she wanted her to do. Often Vixa felt like Tsu's little pet, always following her around. But today she felt like going a little out of her comfort zone. Overhearing their conversation, Vixa walked over to Lyre and Nixon with a bright smile that normally matched her naive persona. "I couldn't help but overhear you were having trouble finding your bag. I can come along and help you guys look for it?" 


Most members didn't mind letting Vixa tag along, she was very much like her nickname suggested, a hummingbird; zipping here and there. She was constantly doing things for others. She wasn't exactly sure what she was getting into, but she wanted to be apart of something.


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Aya/Cryptic - Red Spectres/Member
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Right. The world was still flipped around, and, well, so were other parts of her...him...what? The entire situation was still fresh, and as people came and left, Aya couldn't help but feel sorely duped. What were Allie and him supposed to do now? Aya had subconciously began rubbing his newly formed abs. Gah! Cut that out Aya Fenri! I know its your body, but its not really your body! Sighing with frustration, Aya took in the rest of their surroundings. There were larger, more pressing matters at hand. She couldn't figure out if this was some silly prank or part of a bigger ploy. But something told her it wasn't going to be an easy-going day. Suddenly a familiar person appeared before them. Well, he didn't expect her to recognize them, male or not. This was the ramen girl, oh Aya knew her very well. Such delicious noodles....






Get on? Is that even possible? Sitting out on possible fights would definitely be frowned upon. He had no choice but to deal with this temporary body and get on the ramen girl's bike. He was half expecting Allie to come out and make a speech about justice. Allie had his own way of transportation, Betsy. Normally she wouldn't team up with others, but lately it has been hard to avoid. Besides, maybe it was best to try and be cooperative after killing those dragons on accident. If anyone ever came accusing her, well, then she would have some backup. "Patrol? Got it. What's the status?"


His voice was raspy, and he was still coming to terms with such manly chords. 


(Holding off here till whenever Angel comes back) 


@BlueInPassing @theglassangel

 

[SirBlazeALot]

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Harley[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]& Iza [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Location:[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Lurkin’ around near the survivor.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px](Quite Literally) Kickin’ It With:[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Jed & Melony[/SIZE]

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Harley’s nose hurt, like a lot. Tears were welling up in the corner of his eyes, but he had to fight them back. Jed was already thinking ahead about fighting the invisible menace. His testing the air with his sword reminded Harley of why he looked up to him so much. He’d have never even thought to do that. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Invisible [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]and [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]intangible?” [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]he asked incredulously, his voice muffled through his hand over his mouth.[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Look at you, being a little bitch while Jed handles business. Like a real man! Come on, man up, Mara![/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Harley chastised himself in his head and unsheathed the blade hidden in his umbrella. He wiped away at the blood dripping from his nostril with his sleeve and furrowed his brow at the visible Spectre. Surely the big eyed one would appear again once her friend was under attack. Melony moved in to attack Jed, and meanwhile Harley darted around her. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Come on, I’ve got enough for one more… [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Harley thought to himself with determination. When he got behind her, he tried to make his move for a surprise crotch grab so he and Jed could book it out of here, or at least regroup with the others. But of course, that’s when the invisible woman reappeared.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Iza heard the exchange from behind her little Coke can. Melony was leading them to believe that she was invisible. You could always count on Melony to use someone’s ignorance against them. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Smart. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Now they’d probably never find her, they’d never think to just look down. Especially as long as Melony was keeping them busy. And boy would they be surprised when she super sized herself. Iza smiled to herself and watched the fight play out. Both of these guys were armed, but she’d left her nunchaku at home today. Dumb mistake, but if Melony could bare knuckle these guys, Iza convinced herself quickly that she could as well. Iza ran after Harley and regained her natural size, grabbing the boy by the ankle and tripping him up. However, her combat oriented mind was quickly overtaken by her default pervy mindset when she noticed Harley looked like he’d been trying to...grope Mel before he hit the ground. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Dude, what are you doing?” [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]she asked curiously with a raised eyebrow and a small smirk. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Now’s not really the time to cop a f--”[/SIZE]

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“HAH!”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] the cap on Harley’s umbrella popped off and sprayed mace up at Iza. He threw the open end of the umbrella at the girl as a distraction as she instinctively tried to cover her big ass eyes with her forearm. Harley tried to tackle the girl, but once again found she was nowhere to be found. Iza was under the umbrella, trying to find somewhere else to hide once the boy inevitably picked it up and discovered her. However, when she emerged from under the umbrella, the shadow of Harley’s foot appeared over her. He’d unintentionally almost stepped on her in his move to retrieve his umbrella sheath. Iza held her hands to the sky and grew under Harley’s sole to her maximum size, taking Harley up by the foot on the way up with her.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Harley dangled upside down between Iza’s fingers, marveling at the now giant girl as her Chi clicked into his head. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Whoooooa![/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] I get it now![/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] For a minute it seemed like the both of them had forgotten they were in the middle of a gang war.[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] “You’re huge!” [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Iza responded with,[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] “Pretty cool right?”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] her typically light and soft voice echoed through the alley. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Hell [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]YEAH[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]!!” [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Harley exclaimed while simultaneously pulling himself up to stab the gigantic girl in the finger. Iza shrieked and let go of Harley instinctively, who managed to land on his feet as Iza shrunk down. When Iza returned to her normal size, she looked pretty pissed off, despite her wound being proportionately smaller. She kept Harley’s blade tiny however, and kicked at the ground to push it away under a dumpster. Harley could care less though, one of these girls definitely needed to be punched in the face by Chikage, but he’ never do that as long as they were...well, girls. And it was his job to change that. [/SIZE]





[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Del[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Location: West District[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Kickin’ It With: Aidan, Spade, Chikage, Jaspar & Jurriaan[/SIZE]

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Del was so ready to beat this kid’s ass, he was shaking with excitement. All of the anger he had toward Chikage in this moment, and his general frustrations with life in general were about to get expressed all over Jurriaan’s face. He chuckled menacingly under his helmet as Jurriaan googled hella hard for an excuse and came up fruitless. Del nodded sarcastically as he spoke and tightened his grip on the boy’s collar and responded with, in a very low and intimately violent tone so that really only Jurriaan could hear: [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“I wanna cut you so bad, [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]my dick’s hard[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px].” [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Then Chikage showed up and...and oh man. Firstly, the physical buddy buddy contact was not welcome. Any other time, sure, Chikage could touch him all he wanted. But right now, he was pissed at him, and even more pissed now that he really couldn’t do anything to get from under him until the leader let go. But then there was...well… Chikage’s approach to getting what they wanted from this guy. Del’s torture boner quickly became flaccid and he released Jurriaan’s collar as Chikage pulled him forward.[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] “Uh--”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] He started, but stopped himself. Underneath that mask was a lovely “what the absolute fuck are you thinking” face. He wanted to send [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]this video[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] to him. Here he was standing here in a white t-shirt, wearing a white mask looking like Deadshot, with several other wealthy looking boys, teleporting in front of a stranger and manhandling him, and this was the approach Chikage was taking. The kid would have to be completely moronic to fall for that.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Then again, this guy did just try to claim he doesn’t speak English while simultaneously speaking English. Maybe the Spectres were just as dumb as the Cobras and this was one of those moments where Chikage’s inner genius would surface. Del folded his arms and held off on saying anything about it. He’d already said enough to Chikage today, and thinking about the Cobras reminded him that he should keep his head down for the next few months until the possibility of anyone finding out he slept with one of them was irrelevant. Chikage and Gigi: two people he would gladly avoid for a while. [/SIZE]





[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Tsu & [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Memphis[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Location: [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Ascension[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Kickin’ It With: [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Donni, Zhi, Lyre, Nixon, Vixa, Isaac, Holly, Keagan, pretty much all dem Dragons yo.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Tsu rolled her eyes and smiled warmly at Holly’s declaration to put the mission before her rather descriptive feelings toward Zhi. She loved all of the Dragons, even if they didn’t see eye to eye, but she knew it was impossible to ask the same of the others. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“All I ask is that you treat each other with the respect that a Blue Dragon deserves,”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] she replied. With that handled, the rest of the Dragons could be dismissed. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“As for the rest of you, patrol our territory as you normally would. Contact myself or Isaac if you see or hear anything suspicious.”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Tsu stood up and bowed to the crowd ceremoniously. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“You are dismissed.”[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]As the members began to leave, Tsu directed anyone approaching her to take their questions to Isaac. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“I’ll be out in a moment, I need to make a phone call.”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] She returned to her training room and reached inside of her bag for her cell phone. She dialed Keagan’s number by heart and held it to her ear, waiting for him to respond or for it to go to the answering machine. If it went to the answering machine, then she’d be taking a trip to Keagan’s house. Keagan never missed meetings this big. And given recent events, that was cause for concern. Plus, she had a mission for him.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Memphis was beside himself with pride. He stood and bowed as Tsu did, unable to contain his grin. This was such a big opportunity. It was a chance to learn from the older members, each of which he idolized (and stalked on social media), and a chance to impress them as well. Zhi and Holly’s beef aside, he optimistically believed they’d all be best friends after this, and they’d talk him up to Tsu and Isaac and he’d be trusted with more important missions like this one. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Just one step closer to becoming an Elder! [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Donni was a particularly important member he felt the need to impress. Donni was a third year, which meant next year he’d be a fourth year. The guy seemed smart and Tsu and Isaac seemed like they really liked him, and Memphis was pretty positive the guy had a good chance of being Elder next year. So if Memphis impressed him on this mission, maybe he’d make him his Second! [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Alright!” [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]He replied to Holly with a determined fist pump. She disappeared shortly after, much to Memphis’s distress. How were they supposed to become super best friends if they didn’t walk to the bowling alley together!? Memphis looked to Donni and approached him, completely unaware that the older boy didn’t like him much. Things like that tended to slip by him. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Ready when you are man,” [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]he said cheerfully and gave the 3rd Year a pat on the back. [/SIZE]





[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Vaughn[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Location: The Boardwalk[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Kickin’ It With: Bolt & Steph the bae[/SIZE]

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Vaughn snorted at Steph’s remark and nodded. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Yeah totally,” [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]he agreed sarcastically. Listening to Bolt’s story took a lot of effort on Vaughn’s part. Effort that made him really wish he’d just dipped as soon as this kid showed up, because he was totally killing his vibe right now with his choppy, jittery junkie talk. Unfortunately, he felt compelled to take this kid under his wing. Otherwise, what kind of 4th Year Cobra, and human being, would he be? Ditching such a young misguided soul when he could potentially make a difference in his life. [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Potentially” being the key word however. Vaughn’s eyebrow furrowed noticeably when Bolt revealed that all the stupid shit he’d done to go to juvie happened in East District. Vaughn tried to keep his sentiments toward East District on the low because he didn’t want to appear soft in front of the other members, so he restrained himself from punching the dude in the face out of loyalty for his East District residing master.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Vaughn sighed and threw his head back before saying, [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“That’s quite the story, Li’l Dude.”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Vaughn leaned back against the windshield and folded his arms. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“You need to take it easy on the drugs, dude.”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] He said honestly. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“I actually regret passing you that kush. You’re that guy people are talking about when people say my bae Mary Jane is a gateway drug.”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Vaughn scoffed but he sounded rather chill and light hearted as he spoke, not at all authoritative or confrontational. However he was certainly about to lecture the kid. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Listen Li’l Dude, we all like to fuck around and have fun and shit, but the second you risk getting caught up?”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Vaughn snapped his fingers. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“You’re finished. Nobody’s gonna wanna fuck with you, dude, that’s the truth. Look at it from my perspective, dude. If I kick it with you and you do some dumb shit or you O.D. on whatever the fuck you like to get strung out on and the pigs slide through...[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] I’m[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] not goin’ to juvie man. I’m going to straight up [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]prison[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px], I’m 18. And I think we can all agree, I’m far too pretty for prison.”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Vaughn flipped hair out of his face and sucked his teeth.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“And dude, if nobody wants to fuck with you, what’s the point of even being a Cobra, dude?”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Vaughn grinned at the boy. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Maaaaan, I could get you[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] fuckin’ paid[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px], boy. I’ve been looking for a little freshie to sell kush to the unaffiliated kids in your grade. I could have you makin’ a rack every month,”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Vaughn rubbed his fingers together and then shook his head. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“But if you’re gonna be a fuckin’ junkie--doin’ all this weird shit?[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Nah[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]. I’m not trying to go into business with someone like that. No one is, dude.”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Vaughn shrugged and leaned back chuckling as he spoke, [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“So I mean, shit, you can be the[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] fuckin’ man[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] if you wanna be. Or you could be a broke little junkie hoe. Suckin’ dick for coke and addie like the girls up north do,”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Vaughn grinned at Steph, laughing a lot more now as he playfully roasted Bolt. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“So who do you wanna be Li’l Dude?” [/SIZE]



[SIZE=14.666666666666666px] [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Asad[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Location: The Survivor[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Kickin’ It With: Cato, Archie, Mori, Brax, Sean, & anybody else in the building right now idk. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Today was just one fucked up scenario after the next. Well, not entirely. When he’d returned to the 7/11 he did meet a pretty cute girl who was into comics. That was… pleasant, but it’s not like it made his day or anything. He wasn’t even anticipating seeing her again. After that he headed back to his sister’s place. The “Avengers” may have ruined his chance at getting a free beer, but he still had one hidden in the fridge that he needed to get rid of anyway. His sister knew he wasn’t Muslim anymore, but if she caught him drinking that would just spark another new argument about his ex-faith that he wasn’t trying to have.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]After finishing his newest comic and his beer, he got a text from Jason asking for a ride to the meeting. Since he was so chill about what happened earlier, Asad figured he would oblige. However, when he arrived at Jason’s place the fucking pigs were walking him out of his house in handcuffs. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Holy fuck! [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Asad left casually, as if he was just passing by, but once he was far enough away he began speeding to the Survivor (ironically passing by Jurriaan in his current situation). This was pretty fucking huge. Jason was way too old to be getting arrested and for it to not be a big deal. Asad knew he had to tell the others what he saw.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]He skirted to a halt in front of The Survivor and raced into the building, pulling his helmet off as he jogged up the stairs. His heart was racing from the adrenaline, and the nervousness that came with talking to a big group of strangers. He winced at the thought. This would probably be the first time a lot of the Spectres learned his name. Not a single inch of his being wanted to interact with these kids any more than he had to, but this was one of those moments when he had to. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Why me…”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] he asked himself as he came up to the floor where everyone had gathered.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Asad had to get his nerve up before he addressed everyone. Looking around, he grit his teeth. He’d seen these faces around, many many times, but he’d never hung out with any of them. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“H-Hey guys,”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] he began, going into the center of the room and raising his voice.[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] “Yo! Everyone!” [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Immediately his face became heated and his already strained breathing shortened. This was complete and total agony, having this many eyes on him, so he just blurted out what he had to say. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Jason just got arrested!”[/SIZE]





[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Glasper’s[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] waiting for Evey to get home (funny how they’re not dating yet but they are in the Rapid Fire XD) and [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Lizzy’s[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] at the mall with Evey and Dale. Everyone else’s whereabouts are pretty irrelevant right now. God damn though guys, I hella wanna make more characters for this RP I luh it lololololo [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Tagging is a real pain in the ass now so I'm just gonna copy and paste the tags from the announcements and post em all down here. Eat a dick new RPN.[/SIZE]




@NyxNightmare @BlueInPassing @Danoram @RubyRose @theglassangel @Leaf Fi @Corgi 

 

[RubyRose]

/monthly_2016_07/Ninjas_Melony_S.jpg.f30bd0feb0681cb731fd27f4b696d875.jpgMelony aka Melody - Red Rose Disctrict - At the Gym Near the Survivor-  Facing Harley & Jed; IZA CAME TO THE RESCUUUUE more or less 


Though pain didn't usually phase Melony, she was caught off guard by the sear when the chain sword made it past her defense and cut along her shoulder to the edge of her collar bone. The distraction was enough to throw her completely off and she didn't even realize that the other male was no longer in her sights. Narrowing her eyes it was difficult to hide the surprise that not only had the stranger landed a hit, but that it had distracted her with the pain. She knew minor flesh wounds hurt more then deep wounds but apparently it had been too long since she had been in a true fight. The smile on the other man's face might have infuriated Melony if she were someone else... and it was difficult to become angry when Iza reappeared. The other woman was a calming force on Melony because she was a reminder that Melony and Iza could win this fight. Together they were a strong force. 


Focusing on her own fight, Melony was able to reach past Jed's defenses to drive her fist into his gut before slamming her elbow up into his jaw, effectively knocking the wind from his lungs while knocking him backwards. She was distracted for a moment when Iza grew large, pale gaze searching out what Iza's plan was exactly. Chatting with people were all well and good but not in the middle of a fight. That was just... unintelligent. Shaking her head, she moved back in to attack Jed who was only just regaining his footing. Melony got the chance to strike the man's left elbow and the look of shock on his own face was well worth the chance he had had to see shock on Melony's. Moving a few steps back, she attempted to see if Iza was terribly injured. 


"They still have not revealed their chi. Either it is unuseful in combat or they are keeping it as a last resort weapon." Melony said in her usual soft tones, eyes narrowed on Jed as he rubbed at his left arm with his right, word held loosely in his still functioning arm.


"What the hell did you do to my arm you stupid little ghost?"


As he cursed, Melony continued. "I do believe one has the ability to change gender because of the state I found a few of our teammates in. But it is also possible it wasn't them. A tiny possibility." Melony continued even as Jed came at her with the sword again, blocking a blow that was aimed so wide it would have hit both her and Iza. She earned a slice to her palm for it but on the whole she thought it the best move for the given situation. 


@SirBlazeALot


Sean aka Arena - Red Rose Disctrict - Hanging with Cato & Archie


While other teammates were off trying to defend the Red Rose District, Sean was waiting patiently for the meeting to start. Spending time with Cato was never a bad thing. Or any of the gang friends that he had. However, even Sean's mood was dimmed when the news was delivered. His green eyes widened with shock as he wondered if this was some sort of prank to begin with. And then he began to wonder what this all meant. Jason has been arrested? Their leader? Who were the Spectres without their trusted leader? And what had Jason done to get arrested? 


Sean was caught between feeling betrayed and concerned before he shook the negative thoughts from his mind. If Jason had done something to be arrested, then there was certainly a better leader for them. And on the chance Jason had been framed for something, then the gang would do all they could to get Jason out. So things were still positive. This adventure had just taken a new change. "Is that what the meeting was for maybe? And the police just got him before he was going to confess?" Sean inquired out loud, gazing off into space. 


"Asad, right? Could you tell us what you know? Did you see it or just hear about it or what?" Sean inquired, moving to Asad's side and touching the man's arm because physical contact was something Sean had a hard time containing. He was just a guy that felt like placing a hand on someone's arm or shoulder was a support and a comfort, not an invasion of personal space. 


@theglassangel @Corgi @Danoram


/monthly_2016_07/Ninjas_Eliza_S.jpg.5ec46f48c09db872d8687f612b391c8f.jpgEliza aka PowerUp - White Rose Disctrict - Leaving School - Chatting with Emelia 


The change in Emelia made Eliza return the squeal, squeezing their interlocked fingers together and attempting to keep herself from bouncing excitedly on the seat. She hadn't been entirely sure that Emelia would go for such a thing but she was glad her friend had. "Oh wow! Food sounds so good right now! All the trumpet playing worked up a serious appetite so we should get something after we're done taste testing too!" Eliza hadn't even noticed that she was hungry until Emelia mentioned treats, but her stomach was certainly growling now. 


"Karaoke? I... well Emmie, you know I can't sing. That's what my trumpet is for." Eliza mumbled, her pigtails drooping just a bit. Not that she didn't want to hear Emelia sing. She always enjoyed being around the pale haired woman no matter what they were doing... but she also liked to participate in what they were doing and singing was one thing Eliza didn't do in public. She just never had... Eliza wasn't fond of her own voice when she had attempted singing in the shower in the past and had left it at that. Her voice was nowhere near as pretty as the brass sounds the trumpet would make. "If you want to sing, though, Emmie, I will cheer for you!" Eliza said suddenly, realizing she was being a downer by just rejecting the thought of karaoke. 


"Do you do karaoke and stuff often Emmie?" As the car began to move Eliza buckled up and then took Emelia's hands in her's again. "Think they have a hair accessory store there? I need some new bows for my hair." Eliza said, working so hard to fix her upsetting rejection earlier. 


@Danoram


/monthly_2016_07/Ninjas_Jed_S.jpg.9ca141fb1362cf4e8954fbf3021bbdbb.jpgJeddidia aka NightShade - Near Survivor - Facing Melony and the 'invisible' Iza with Harley 


That Jed had finally landed a hit shocked him almost as much as it did the dark haired girl he was fighting. To see her expressionless face widen with surprise had him pausing a moment instead of pushing the attack. And then the sound of the other girl's rather grating voice caught Jed's attention and he turned his attention to Harley for a moment. It was disappointing that Harley had been caught, but he was glad that his comrade wasn't so injured that he was out of the fight. Jed didn't think he could easily take both the robot girl and the disappearing girl on his own. Trying to bite back a laugh at the girl's accusation, Jed's defense was a little weaker then normal and he paid for it dearly. He hit the ground pretty hard, unable to breathe for what felt like an eternity before his bruised lungs took in a lungful of air. He sat up in time to see Harley fighting the girl and he was about to cheer for Harley, when he was reminded that he was still in a fight as well. 


Just like that, with one hit, Jed's left hand became numb and stopped responding to his mental commands. Grabbing at his arm, he wiggled it as if that would bring the feeling back before glaring at Melony. "What the hell did you do to my arm you stupid little ghost?" Yeah, Jed's insults became even more lame then usual when he was panicking. Because who knew if the numbness in his arm was permanent. What if he was permanently without a left arm now? Insults and curses continued to stumble from Jed's mouth until he noticed that in his distress his opponent had decided it was a good time to chat to her own comrade. Well, he still had his stronger arm so he went for an attack once again, throwing his strength into his swing. The girls easy block of the sword only further angered Jed. 


"We really need to show these bitches a lesson." Jed spit, shooting a look in Harley's direction before going after the girl he had been facing off with. Perhaps if they hit her hard and fast enough, they could take her down, then face the other girl two on one, and then they could get the hell out of the broken down district.  


@SirBlazeALot 


Jaspar aka Noose - Planning with Chikage, Del, Spade & Aiden


The evening was only becoming more proof for the consideration that Jaspar really was surrounded by idiots. Chikage attempting to calm things down right after Delson had manhandled the guy? If it weren't for the pride that Jaspar had for being requested to come on the mission, he might have just given up and gone home at that point. Instead he crossed his arms and waited to find instructions for what he should or shouldn't do. At the same time he tried not to look as unimpressed he was feeling, though the expression still showed up in the tension around his eyes and the tightness to his lips. 


Language. Jaspar growled in his head, disgusted by Delson's choice in words. And the whole sentence itself. It was quite inappropriate in Jaspar's ever so humble opinion and it was a wonder he didn't look utterly disgusted. Instead he ended up looking impatient, hovering just at the edge of the conversation where he could hear what was going on but for the time being not actively doing anything about it.


@Danoram @SirBlazeALot @BlueInPassing


/monthly_2016_07/Ninjas_Donni_S.jpg.a0ad76207029ad8dc703ee9ad95ad9ff.jpgDonnovan aka NewDawn - Blue Rose Disctrict - Ascension, 3rd Floor Dojo - At Meeting


So Donnovan was apparently not the only one that Vanity had qualms with. She disliked Zhi as well. Perhaps that made sense since Zhi was one of the other members that Donnovan caught himself admiring just a bit from time to time. There was something to respect in someone who dresses well, speaks properly, and is another of the more intelligent dragon members. Not that Donnovan had said much to the other man. He didn't really speak to many people. Another plus was that Vanity wasn't turning her loathing on him in such a public setting. Not that Donnovan cared one way or the other about how she felt towards him, he just didn't want to be disrespected in front of the majority of the gang in such a blatant and rude way. 


"Don't be late." Donnovan sighed to himself, running a hand through his hair and pulling it back from his eyes for the briefest of moments before it flopped back into place. Well there was little else to do but begin to head towards the bowling alley. Heaven forbid Donni give Holly another reason to bite at him. Movement of his new project partner had Donni glancing over at Memphis, biting back a sound of distress when he realized that Memphis was heading in his direction. Well, they were going to have to work together on this... Donnovan supposed he would just have to find a way to cope. And if Donnovan had to pick between walking next to Holly and walking next to Memphis, he supposed Memphis was the lesser of two evils. 


"Yes. Well. I am also ready. My weapon is outside the door." Donnovan said, beginning to head for the door to collect his tri-section staff before he began to head towards the bowling alley, expecting Memphis to follow like the lost puppy Donni assumed him to be. "Holly certainly seems in a rush." Donni noted in a bored tone when he noticed that the annoying woman was no where to be seen. "Are you prepared for this, Memphis? Do you understand what is being asked of you in this mission?"  


@Danoram @theglassangel @SirBlazeALot


/monthly_2016_07/8f02ecbd10afa9f73fe0b365b428ce7f2.jpg.ceaeaca997a9cfc1e8494dfa53e6d672.jpgLyre aka Genie - Blue Rose Disctrict - Ascension, 3rd Floor Dojo - At Meeting


Musing for a moment and truly taking the time to think back, Lyre realized that she hadn't actually seen Nixon's bag at all that day. "I don't even recall seeing your bag earlier today when I was in my other form." Lyre said, thinking perhaps a little hard to try and remember if she had seen it that day before shaking her head once more. "I really don't think I've seen it at all today." Lyre continued, tugging at a strand of brown hair as she began to file out from the room with some of the other members. She paused when she heard Vixa's sweet voice. She turned to smile at the girl. 


"I don't mind you helping if Nixon is okay with it. It's his bag after all." Lyre said with a shrug and an easy smile. Vixa was one of the cuter members that didn't really make fun of Lyre when she was in genie form. Not that any dragon ever really made fun of her in the truest sense but they would sometimes say things that Lyre misconstrued. "So we go and find your bag and then we can all three go patrol together! It'll be more fun with all of us, right?" 


@Danoram  @NyxNightmare


/monthly_2016_07/Ninjas_Keagan.jpg.00637609327cb986203330b1631907cc.jpgKeagan aka Oogie Boogie - Blue Rose District - Sobbing in his Room - Interacting with a Cat (Lucy)


Keagan was becoming more okay and used to the talking cat but her question confused him at first. His face, already scrunched from from crying, squished together even farther as he thought about how to answer the cat's question. "Did she say? N-No... I guess she didn't say that exactly. I r-ran away before she could say a-anything." Keagan choked, trying to swallow down his emotions so that he could talk. His phone beginning to ring startled him and he released the cat quickly to begin hunting for it.


"Oh no... I'm in so much trouble. I'm going to be dead." Keagan groaned when he saw his leader's name on the little bright screen. "I have to take this... um... you can stay if you want. I'd like if you did... but this is an important call so I... I have to answer."  Taking a deep breath and attempting to calm down, he opened his phone and then took another deep breath before answering. 


"H-Hello?" His voice was still awfully quivery but it just couldn't be helped. It was better to answer the phone in this state then let it go to answering machine. He didn't really know what Tsu would do if he ignored her calls. Perhaps if he were someone else he would have ignored them and come up with a heroic reason why he couldn't access his phone... but he was a little too emotional to be thinking logically. 


@Corgi
 



/monthly_2016_10/spider_boy_by_anastasiamou4-d6l3hda.jpg.jpe.5034dd06ab96bb8dbdbed84e446e79c4.jpeOliver aka Onyx - Hanging with Russ


Oliver just shrugged and nodded at Iris' suggestion they head back to the school. He was a little disappointed about the mission being an apparent failure... did that mean Iris wouldn't be asking him along anymore? And then she just left. Of course Oliver did know his way back but it felt a bit like being kicked to just be left like that. Scratching at the back of his neck, he slowly looked towards Russ at the irksome nickname and the suggestion to get something to eat. It wasn't a terrible thought... though Oliver really did just want to get home and sleep. He still wasn't feeling well. 


Before Oliver could mention that Olives was not a name he was normally called, a sneeze rose up and took the blonde boy by surprise. Webbing sprayed out along with other lovely things like snot and bacteria, spraying the wall and only barely missing Russ. Wiping his nose quickly, Oliver sniffled and nodded. 


"Yeah, whatever. People don't usually give me nicknames." He said, trying to sound like he didn't care one way or the other... but in truth, once he had said that he realized that he actually liked that Russ seemed fond enough of him to give him a nickname. Or perhaps he was just too lazy to pronounce Oliver's full name. Whatever, Oliver was just happy to have someone call him a sort of nickname. "Do you know any good places around here?" He inquired, looking around. Usually he could list off a few places he liked to visit but his head felt like it was full of cotton. It made thinking a bit difficult. And it didn't help that his coughing fit was starting again. He hid his face in his shirt so that he didn't get anything on Russ. The sneeze was a near enough miss that Oliver was cautious now. 


 


"Y-Yeah, it's kind of cold. Maybe we can find a place to eat nearby that's not so cold." 

@BlueInPassing @NyxNightmare\


((Dale is hanging out with Evey and Lizzy, Peyton is off doing her own thang))

 

[Danoram]

Nixon "Dry Ice" Thorn




Location: (Ascension) Heading out | Interacting/Mentioned: Lyre & Vixa



/monthly_2016_10/58011cfc15029_Nixon5.gif.5cad7ed1638dbc0cef692258c4aa7d65.gifNixon folded his arms and chewed a nail at Lyre's mentioning he didn't seem to have his bag with him earlier today. So she says, but it's either that or his mind is playing straight games with him right now, because he definitely remembers walking out the door with the thing this morning. He let out a frustrated sigh and followed along behind the genie. As they made their exit, Nixon's gaze flit around the room one last time in search for his bag, only to spot one of the cuter members of the gang approaching him. 


Instinctively, a smile grew on his face and he lifted a hand to the ends of his hair, lightly tugging while meeting the girl's gaze - call this one of his nervous ticks, if you must. It's not that Nixon has a crush on Vixa, or anything, but... well, he's a guy, and she's a pretty face. 


Her offer to help him find his bag was well-appreciated, and it showed clear on his expression as he held his arms out with a step backwards as though putting her on display, like she was some sort of accomplishment. Nixon's smile grew in definition. He sent Lyre a quick nod at her words, then placed himself beside Vixa to wrap an arm around her shoulder, careful not to rest his weight on her, though. "Your assistance is greatly desired, Hummingbird~ This is a mission for three, rather than two, indeed."


@RubyRose @NyxNightmare









Xavier "Sting" Brax


Location: (West District) The Survivor | Interacting/Mentioned: (Spectres) Mori, Asad


/monthly_2016_10/57f40dca6e9f6_Brax1.png.36a2dd3fb6bf006cb74397f8481590e4.pngBecause of Asad's calling to what Spectres had gathered within the Survivor, Brax's struggle and loss of words towards Mori ended right then and there. I would say thankfully, but considering what Asad had to say... not so much. The information delivered was shocking, and all of a sudden, things felt as if they were heading for utter chaos. Brax was uneasy, but he didn't move - only turned in his seat (on the floor) to face Asad, who was standing in the center of the room.


Jason got arrested? 


So many questions were racing through Brax's mind, right now, but it's not like he'd ever ask them, so he remained calm and waited. Then, when Sean approached Asad with a hand to the guy's shoulder, Brax suddenly felt the need to do the same. He stood slowly to his feet and marched over to the messenger, bringing down a rough pat to his shoulder while sending him a reassuring thumbs up - don't forget the signature glare and grunt. 


@SirBlazeALot @RubyRose @(Idea of what he's wearing - along with a sexy spandex shirt, because Brax is hot.)





Archie "Cock" Babcock






Location: (West District) Near the Survivor | Interacting/Mentioned: Melony, Iza, Harley, & Jed


/monthly_2016_10/58065c3e5d707_Archie1.gif.361391bb5d0478ddb68514403ba5dca9.gifShortly after taking his leave, Archie thought on his words with insecurity. He whipped his phone out of his pocket and googled the definition of 'mandatory', only to find that he'd gotten it totally wrong, having thought it meant something along the lines of "do what you want".


The guy was now thoroughly amused with himself. He contemplated maybe heading back to the meeting, but it was just so far out of his way. I mean... after finding himself lucky enough to sneak up on Iza and Melony fighting with two strangers, he'd have to be a fool to turn back.


The Australian stood around the corner with his back against the wall as he listened to Iza and Harley, whispering a light: "At's what she said."to himself when the comment on Iza's size met his ears. Archie snickered to himself for a second, but quickly grew back up and returned his attention to the problem at hand (not that he actually cares). It's a given that he'll step in and help out a little if things start getting out of hand, but as of now, the girls seem to be handling themselves quite nicely.


@SirBlazeALot @RubyRose









Emelia "Shakespeare" Dawson





Location: (WTHS) Riding around | Interacting/Mentioned: Eliza & Lionel


View attachment 184146Emelia has always enjoyed to sing, but more so than that, she enjoys reciting poetry, which is pretty much all singing is, if you really think about it. Eliza's returned squeal only hyped the pale girl tenfold. She squealed once more out of the inability to contain her ever-growing excitement, then hyperventilated for a brief moment while fanning herself. 


She nodded at the questioning concern in Eliza's voice when she brought up Karaoke, smile lightly fading, but her cheerful mood remained. Eliza stated she couldn't sing, which is something Emelia has known for a while. She was just caught up in the moment, wanting to forget about today's lunch as soon as possible. I mean, it's not like Emelia has actually everheard Eliza sing. The girl can't possibly be any worse than some people.


Emelia sent Lionel a light nod for him to start up the car, and he did. They were soon moving, heading towards the Rose District. The girl shrugged at Eliza's question, gazing up at the ceiling of the car, "Not really... I have done it once or twice, but not enough to call it a hobby; no." Her grip around the other girl's hand tightened, "I doubt your singing skills lack much, Eliza! Remember, it is just for fun. Once we arrive, it's possible we will find other things to do, rather than karaoke. Don't fret, dear."


She tried as she could to make Eliza feel a little better, but then something came to mind. The mall she'd set her sights on was located in the Cobra's side of the Rose District, which means it's possible they'll cause problems if they go looking the way they do now. Emelia studied herself... then, she studied Eliza's apparel, too. She hummed in thought while chewing the nail of her thumb. Lionel watched the girl through the rear-view mirror with a raised brow, slowing to a stop at a four-way intersection, in which Emelia suddenly snapped her fingers and nodded. "We need disguises." She glanced at Eliza. "Eliza... looking at the two of us, one would most definitely know we're from the North. This Evergate Mall is located in South Rose. It would be much simpler if I could borrow another's appearance for us, but my control over my chi isn't enough to do that. I can only change my own appearance..."


With that being said, Emelia flipped her braid over her shoulder and held Eliza's hand again. "Let's play dress-up," she stated with a growing smile. "Lionel, if you would, please. We're in desperate need of make-overs."


@RubyRose @(I don't even know what I'm doing anymore xD)








Audence "Puppet Master" Valor




Location: (Lost) | Interacting/Mentioned: Russ & Oliver


/monthly_2016_10/58066e6d62f92_Audence1.jpg.667b5d02f866bf2298f3a1a4359a07a8.jpgAfter splitting with Vaughn and Remiel, Audence set towards the North Rose to find his long-lost jacket, which hopefully still held at least a gram of pot in the pocket. The thought of some stuck-up, nasty Tiger snooping around in his things really irked the blond. He had the urge to just walk up to some Northerners and raise hell, but that wouldn't sit well with Remiel. Still... does it look like Audence cares? I mean, he does a little, so... 


Back to the point, here. Since setting out, Audence has literally been wandering around in circles. He has no idea where he's supposed to be going, having wandered into the North side of the Rose District by complete accident last night. He thought about asking some people for directions, but every time he worked up the gut to do so, everyone ignored him, which was very stressful. His meter is about halfway full, right now. 


Walking down the sidewalk with his hands in his pockets, gaze focused on the ground, Audence thought on just slipping into a nearby clothing store to nab a new jacket, or something. His is long past due for an upgrade, anyways. The blond's focus flickered around the area. He took note of the battered buildings and questioned whether or not he was in the South or West... The South has its fair share of trashy landmarks, too.


Upon turning the corner, he found himself running into two fairly familiar faces, recognizing one before the other almost immediately, in which he lifted a finger to point,"Oliv-" but was cut short by the sudden tripping over his own feet. Audence fumbled to catch himself, accidentally ramming shoulders with Russ, but regaining his balance at the same time after shoving between the two like a drunk stumbling through bar doors. He stood in silence for a second with two fists balled at his sides, before letting out a strong sigh.


@RubyRose @BlueInPassing 


(Chikage is on hold, Holly is on hold and racing for the bowling alley, Boltius and Joe are on hold. Suzumaki is a TBA, Keimi is shopping for fish-bowl ornaments with Vlad, and Leon is at the Survivor just chillin' as hostage.)

 

[hosaki]

Russ Coleman
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Location: West District


Interacting With: Oliver and Audence


Even for a slob like Russ, the snot spray was a little too much. He was just grateful that the gunk hadn't gotten onto his face. Though it wasn't as if Oliver could help that the human body produced some pretty nasty things as a part of the immune response, so Russ merely noted the webbing encased within the mucus (a fact both gross and fascinating) before mentally running through a list of food places he'd seen in the neighborhood. There was the famous Astro Burger that everyone was raving about, but greasy food probably wouldn't sit well in a sick stomach. He sighed, salivating slightly at the mental imagery the word "burger" had conjured: a thick beef patty glistening with fat layered with lettuce and tomato and cheese… especially the gooey, melted cheese… Another day, Russ thought wistfully. 


"'S a cafe around about here. They've got great soup." He waved a hand vaguely in the direction of the place and began to walk. Well, soup didn't sound half-bad either. Anything was better than the stuff that Dahlia cooked up, though he would never tell that to her face. He gagged at the memory of the pea mush she'd served up a week ago, another culinary experiment in her long history that had gone horribly wrong. The odor was still lingering in his bedroom, no doubt emanating from the pile of clothing heaped beside his bed. Guess the inability to cook ran in the family though, since he was no star chef either. He'd almost burned the house down twice -- the first time microwaving a burrito, and the second, cooking pasta. 


"We're almost there." He jerked his head toward the small shop to the right, only to ram shoulders with a familiar Cobra who had materialized rather unexpectedly. "Audence! What are you doing here?" he blurted out in surprise, a hand hovering to stabilize the guy in case he fell. Russ wondered if he was high. "Uh- you okay there?" Mild concern made itself apparent in his furrowed brow. "Olives and I were just going to grab something to eat, so… wanna come?" The possibility of Audence being here on business was likely, but hey, what the hell? There would be no harm done in inviting a third year to hang out with them. God knows Russ had served as an absolutely horrible role model today.


@Danoram @RubyRose


(Hayley's interaction is on hold and Aidan is just following the group)

 

[theplasticdemon]

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[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Interacting:[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Tsu @SirBlazeALot, Memphis, Donni @RubyRose and Holly @Danoram, rest of the Dragons [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Location:[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Ascension -> Bowling Alley [/SIZE]




 

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]This had to be fun. In fact, it was the most fun that he had ever had. Being with Holly? [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Spectacular.[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Zhi knew that she had both inner and outer beauty, and spending even a [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]second [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]grovelling at her feet was worth each moment. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Ew.[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Even being sarcastic towards the girl made him want to throw up. Though, Tsu’s commands were of the top priority. He would swear his sword to Holly if it came down to it. [/SIZE]

 


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]At least Donni was bearable, Zhi admired how civil and composed under pressure he was. With nothing bad to say regarding him nor Memphis, at least 75% of the group was tolerable. Holly’s standing statement shocked Zhi. Shocked him to ever think that Holly couldn’t outdo herself, yet she did. In response, he stared straight towards the girl, smirking coldly. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Ah, of course, my leader. You have my word.”  [/SIZE]

 


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Noticing Holly running in a rush, assuming she was going to the bowling alley, he turned to see Memphis and Donni together. Zhi couldn’t stoop to her level of petty, either way. The icy-eyed boy nodded towards the two, straightening his collar reflexively. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“I don’t mean to leave on such short notice, but as a fellow 4th year, I cannot leave Holly for the potential of her doing something foolish.[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]” Saluting them both, he made a brisk pace towards the bowling alley. Luckily, his specialty was speed, so catching up to her wasn’t difficult. [/SIZE]

 


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]The streets he passed soon began to look the same as he saw a flash of hair. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Holly!” [/SIZE]






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[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Interacting: [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Lizzy @SirBlazeALot and Dale @RubyRose[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Location:[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Evergate Shopping Mall[/SIZE]

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Evey squealed excitedly. It was like their plan was coming together. They were almost there, and it was going to be spectacular. Lizzy practically came dressed in the right costume, Officer Hottie would be the perfect person to raid the Den. Except they were the criminals and the evidence was actually stolen property. But who would pay attention to such a small detail? [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Evey agreed with Dale. It wasn’t like they were going to miss some stuff from such a stuffy place. A part of her wanted [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]to live rich and party rich, either way. Evey only knew one person that played piano, and that was Remy. Remy wasn’t stuffy, but she was sure that he could act that way if he chose to. [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“God, you’re such a genius! I really hope not.”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] She thought on it for a while. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“I think the clothes we have will do, if worse comes to worst.”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Shrugging, she had gotten into the White Rose without any issue with the things she wore.[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] “Nothing wrong with the old stalking method! Maybe Officer here can help us become new characters!” [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Evey suggested enthusiastically. Maybe they couldn’t act rich, but they could act as someone else… [/SIZE]






[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]

[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Interacting:[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Hayley and Aya[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Location:[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]In some random alleyway[/SIZE]

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Switching between melodramatic cries of pain and staring off into the distance, Allie nearly forgot about the boy (Aya) beside him. Fuck, these pronouns are always throwing me off lmao. Anyway, he heard the sounds of a vehicle, more so a moped stopping in front of him. Immediately, his instincts of becoming a hero resurfaced. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Ah yes, a fellow Spectre.”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] He groaned, attempting to be brave. Allie’s voice was much deeper, similar to a baritone, if anything. [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Allie seemed to feel better now that he was gradually becoming his Bike Hero self. The brunette stood up and adjusted his glasses. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Patrol? My dear fellow Spectre, I have a vehicle of my own~”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Waddling slightly, he gestured to his bicycle, as beat up as it was, it would have to do. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Let the gentleman upon your trusty steed on the way to justice!” [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]He patted Aya energetically. Allie would have to use his manly voice to deliver more cliche monologues while this lasts. [/SIZE]












[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]

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[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Interacting:[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Everyone at Spectre meeting[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Location: [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]The Survivor [/SIZE]




 

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Sitting next to Sean and the other Spectres, he waited patiently in the Survivor, waiting for someone to show up and say something important. What he heard that moment was certainly important, if not shocking. Cato had only seen Asad around once or twice, though the guy always seemed to have a rebellious vibe to him. He looked visibly distressed, as Cato looked on curiously, his brows furrowing in the process. [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Cato wasn’t the type to ask questions, for better or worse. Though, there were certain cases like the leader getting arrested that seemed impossible to fall on deaf ears. He watched Sean, whom was practically his little brother at this point, ask the questions that lingered in his mind. Typically, he had heard of Death Squad members only going to prison when they wanted to, not leaders. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Was Jason strong enough to pull that sort of thing? Did he just get arrested without any intentions of doing so? [/SIZE]



[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Like… on [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]purpose?[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Was what ended up coming from the jock’s mouth. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]That would have to do[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px], he thought. [/SIZE]









Background Characters:


MayMarie is in hibernation with Gigi, Felicita is beginning to grab her things and leave, Isaac is waiting and answering questions, Remy is just kind of chilling.

 

[NyxNightmare]

Letting out a sigh of relief after having made her way back into Cobra territory, Iris couldn't help but feel a bit regretful for simply leaving Russ and Oliver on their own. Well, it was what would make their love flourish no? Even Russ had accepted her support, hadn't he? regardless the two hadn't proved all that fruitful, but she had no doubts that they would eventually flourish in their own ways. After all, they possessed incredible chi abilities. Waving her hand in the air to dismiss the troublesome thoughts, she brought her attention to what she had now arrived here for. Here, as in the house of yours truly, Remiel. She had business to discuss with him. Unfortunately, the news about Jason proved to be too new for it to reach her ears. Little did she know no meeting would take place between them ever again. If the Cobras were going to make an alliance, it would be under new terms, new territory, a whole new encounter with the new leader of the Red Spectres. However, such news couldn't remain hidden forever here in Shima. Gang violence was constantly being covered on television. 





The second in command walked up to the familiar door, and brought her hand up to knock, voicing, "Remiel. It's Iris." As calm as she was, there was a bit of excitement in being in her leader's presence. How hard she had worked to make it this far. Every time she was with Remiel, she felt like she could really perform at her full potential. @theglassangel 

(I'll post for the rest of my characters later after work)

 

[SirBlazeALot]

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Harley[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]& Iza [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Location:[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Lurkin’ around near the survivor.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Kickin’ It With:[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Jed, Melony, & Peeping Archie[/SIZE]

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Iza kept her eyes on their opponents as she joined Melony’s side. As Melony spoke Iza sucked on the now tiny wound Harley gave her on her finger with a fixated gaze and a keen focus on Melony’s words. She’d been going easy on the guy because she thought he looked too young to be any older than a second year unless he was some kind of shota like Miles. And she found him randomly trying to grope Melony in the middle of a fight to be absolutely hilarious. But now that he drew first blood, she was ready to make him bleed a lot more than she had.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Jed? Are you good, bro?”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Harley asked through heavy breaths as the two opposing forces entered a Mexican stand-off. Harley was having a pretty thrilling time fighting these two. Normally he would have bolted before combat got this deep, but with Jed around he felt compelled to follow his example and stand and fight. And boy was he glad he did. He stabbed a giant chick and fell from super high up perfectly. That’s more than enough to get the heart racing. Unfortunately without his sword his chances of winning this fight with strength and strength alone dwindled significantly. But he’d be damned if he let a couple girls scare him out of a fight.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Change genders?”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Iza asked, her pupils glancing over at Melony curiously. Iza let out a tiny breath and asked, [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Do you think they’d have to touch someone to do that? Because if so th--”  [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Iza couldn’t finish her sentence before Jed so rudely interrupted her with a swipe from him chain sword. She reflexively shrunk down to dodge it, but Melony ended up blocking the hit anyway. Not without sustaining an injury however. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Asshole!”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] The brawl resumed and the Chain Sword Asshole came at Melony again, and there was no way Iza was going to let him get another hit in on Melony with that thing. Iza grew to her maximum height and flicked at him to intercept him.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Meanwhile Harley was definitely ready to teach these bitches a lesson they’d never forget. His masculinity was on the line here. When Iza grew and focused on Jed, Harley went straight for Melony. He slid over Iza’s giant sneaker as if he were sliding over the hood of a General Lee and threw himself at the woman with a yelp-like war cry. He caught glimpses of how she’d been fighting Jed. The girl had skill that he didn’t have a chance of matching, especially without his sword. There was no way he’d be bending her from the front without her blocking his attempted grope and doing whatever she did to Jed’s arm to his. So in a second he made the decision to simply throw his entire weight at her.[/SIZE]





[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Tsu[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Location:[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Ascension (A changing room or something)[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Kickin’ It With: Keagan [/SIZE]

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]The anticipation of waiting for Keagan to pick up his phone was killer. Tsu was swiftly gathering her things with her free hand so that she could seek him out as soon as she changed. When he answered on the other side she let out a heavy sigh of relief away from the microphone of the phone, and gently rested her forehead on the wall for a few seconds to get over her anxiety. She took a small breath before speaking. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Hello Keagan. You weren’t at the meeting today, is everything alright?” [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Tsu let out another satisfied sigh followed by a small chuckle after listening to Keagan’s answer. He didn’t say anything funny, it was quite the opposite really. Tsu was just so relieved and happy to hear that he wasn’t in danger, that he hadn’t been let down by the gang under her leadership like Leon, Caroline, and Amelia. He was okay. Not emotionally, but she could fix that. Tsu felt her eyes welling up but she kept her voice very calm and even. Keagan needed someone to be there for him, not the other way around. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“...I appreciate the honesty. What were you trying to do exactly? Did you run into trouble?”[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Tsu folded her arms and listened to Keagan’s story, nodding along even though she knew she couldn’t be seen. It had merely become an automatic gesture for her when processing what people are saying. Keagan took a minute to spit it all out, and he was clearly distressed. It’s a good thing she didn’t start crying too, then they would both just be a mess over the phone. Not a good look for an Elder. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“...Keagan, breathe with me.” [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Tsu’s go-to for calming crying people. Her breathing exercises. They always did the trick. And Keagan probably wouldn’t even suspect that she needed them now just as much as he did.[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] “Deep breath in, and exhale slowly. One… and two… and three…” [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]On her last breath, Tsu felt completely in control of her emotions.[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] “Good. Would you like to go again or have you settled down a bit?” [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]There would be no need.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Then listen carefully. A single failure won’t make[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] you[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] into a failure until [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]you believe [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]that you are. Because that’s when you’ll stop trying to succeed. Everyone fails sometimes Keagan, that’s what practice is for. Practice is failing over and over again until you get it right, no matter how long it takes. So I never want to hear you say that about yourself again. I want-- no-- I [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]need[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]… no… [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]we all [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]need you to stay determined. Can you do that for us?” [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Tsu began to pace in front of her gym bag as she waited for his answer, and then continued to pace as she gave him his orders.[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“I’m glad to hear it Keagan, because I happened to call you for two reasons: to check up on you, and to give you a job. Caroline and Amelia were killed last night and the killer needs to be found. I gave Holly a team to investigate the Spectres, but I need you and [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]your [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]team to investigate the Cobras and listen out for anyone discussing the Dragons.” [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]This was a very important job, and she hoped that her pep talk was enough for Keagan to gain the confidence he’d need to pull it off. The poor guy missed the meeting, thus he missed the news about Caroline and Amelia. The pressure would either motivate him, or break him. But Tsu had faith that he wouldn’t break.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Thank you. Let us know as soon as you’ve found something. And don’t worry about Leon, we’ll bring him home.” [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Tsu stopped pacing and leaned back against the wall, smiling widely at Keagan’s response. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Express my gratitude to your best bugs as well... and don’t stop believing in yourself. You and your allies are incredible. I’ll talk to you later.”  [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Tsu hung up the phone with a second farewell, a soft, [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Bye Keagan.” [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]That was a load off her mind but there were still others who didn’t attend the meeting. Tsu had made a mental list of them in her head during the meeting, and now she was transferring it to her phone. Then she started to change out of her training gear to prepare for any trips she may have to make. [/SIZE]





[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Memphis[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Location: Ascension[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Kickin’ it With: Donni & Zhi[/SIZE]

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Cool, mine are in my backpack.”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Memphis picked up his backpack by the door as he followed after Donni, much like a puppy indeed. He gave Zhi a salute as the 4th Year hurried out after them. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Alright, meetcha there!”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] He was relieved that someone else thought to go after Holly. He’d thought they’d all be walking together and arriving together. But he assumed they all knew what they were doing. Each of them were older than him after all. So when Donni asked him if he understood his role he nodded vigorously to show that he could hang. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Totally[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]! All I have to do is watch Holly’s back!...R-Right?”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] You know how something can seem so simple, but if you’re questioned about it by a superior or an authority figure, suddenly you’re not so sure anymore? That’s how Memphis had begun to feel. Like he was missing something. Then it hit him.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Aw,[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] shinguards[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]! That means I shouldn’t let Holly out of my sight right?!”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] A whirlwind of distress blew through Memphis’s mind and he began to ramble. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“But she left so fast! A-And she used her Chi! Sh-She could be [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]right here[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] and we wouldn’t even know it! How’m I supposed to catch up to her!? I could use my Chi b-but that’d be a waste...awwww...” [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Memphis ran a hand through his hair and groaned weakly. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“If you are here Holly please reveal yourself. Y-You looked really nice today!”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] He hoped in desperation that Holly was there, but now that the idea was in his head that she could totally just be standing there watching him panic like a dumbass had sprouted, he became paranoid. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“I’m just gonna call her. Should I call her? I’m gonna call her.”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Memphis fumbled around in his pockets for his phone while grumbling, [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Why’re we splittin’ up anyway, that’s how people get killed in horror movies...”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Maybe it had something to do with Holly not trusting Donni. When he retrieved his phone he then realized that he didn’t even have Holly’s number. He slapped his forehead and asked, [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Donni do you uh… have her number? Me and Holly don’t really...hang. Although you guys probably don’t hang out much either, huh?”  [/SIZE]





[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Lizzy[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Location: Evergate Shopping Mall[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Kickin’ It With: Dale & Evey[/SIZE]

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Lizzy was absolutely positively mind blown by her “revelation”. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Dale is in love with Evey, Glasper is in love with Evey, those fuckbois from earlier today are in love with Evey, who [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]isn’t[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] in love with Evey!? ...Fuck am[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] I [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]in love with Evey?! [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Lizzy stared at the girl through her stoney blank cop faced sunglasses and concluded in her mind, [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]No, still platonic. But... I mean if we were both really drunk and I had the right persona and she was down--focus! You’re Officer Lisa Hottie with a body that gives the whole precinct a hard on! And you don’t let love get in the way. Not since -- Alejandro. He was your spicy Latin lover who turned out to secretly be the son of Peru’s 4th most dangerous drug lord! And when you busted him you shot him in the heart and now you’ll never love again. And you’ve been trying to fill that emptiness in your soul with casual sex and alc-- [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Lizzy’s head canon was disrupted when she heard her name, or Lisa’s name... so her name, fall out of Evey’s lips. All that work with trying to get back into character was effectively shat upon and tossed out of the window when Evey suggested she make characters for them. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“A-Are you serious?” [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Lizzy asked in her normal voice, which was a lot softer than many of her bombastic or hard-assed personas would let on. She cleared her throat and channeled her inner Hottie. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“I would need clearance from Chief Lancaster to organize a sting.” [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Please let me make characters for you anyway. Please please please please please[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px](x1000000)[/SIZE]





[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Asad[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Location: The Survivor[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Kickin’ It With: Cato, Brax, Sean & Anybody else in the building[/SIZE]

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Needless to say, Asad immediately began to fantasize about various and quick suicide methods to get away from all the eyes on him, all the questions directed at him, and dear god the people [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]coming up[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] to him. He could make a nosedive out the window. He could grow a blade from thin air and slit his own throat. He could be the first person to die from holding their breath. They say it isn’t possible but Asad would be willing to prove whoever the fuck “they” are dead wrong if it meant getting out of this situation.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]He pulled his arm away from Sean as if he were infected with some kind of disease. He shot Sean a snarl before jumping a bit at Brax’s touch. Brax was significantly more terrifying than Sean, what with the dead silence and all, so he sort of just slid away from his touch while trying to answer Sean and Cato to the best of his ability.[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] “L-Look[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] I don’t know shit[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px], alright? If he [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]did[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] plan on getting arrested today it would have been [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]really fffuckin’ nice of him[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] to let me in on that little--little [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]insignificant detail [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]when he asked me for a ride! So I have to assume it’s real. A-And obviously, I couldn’t stick around to ask him,”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] he informed them with a rapidly beating heart. He prayed that would be enough information to satisfy everyone, and with that goal in mind he added, [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“All I know is I saw him in cuffs at his place. That’s it.” [/SIZE]





[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Summer[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Location: West District[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Kickin’ It With: Aidan, Spade, Chikage, Jaspar & Jurriaan[/SIZE]

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Ironically enough Summer was wishing the worst on Jason right now. That flaming haired jackass told her that her hair appointment wasn’t a good reason to miss the meeting today. And to Summer, that was like telling a cancer patient that their chemotherapy appointment wasn’t a good enough reason to miss the meeting today. And because it was Jason, she couldn’t express how fucking pissed she was, she had to kiss his ass [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]because he’s Jason.[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Fuck Jason.[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]So now she had to go to today’s meeting and see [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]ALL [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]of the Spectres, including the cool, hot, popular ones like Cato, with her damn roots showing. Well, not actually. That’s what the beanie’s for. Hiding her roots. Besides, it was urban chic, she was sure a group of teenage gangsters would approve.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Summer was staring at her phone, rejecting direct message suitors on Twitter. It was one of her favorite things to do because it made her feel like the Queen of Hearts. She’d bait out these messages with selfies all the time. But it couldn’t just be a peaceful walk to The Survivor in cyberspace. On one of her glances up from the screen to make sure she didn’t run into a lamp or a stop sign or a waste of oxygen AKA another human being, Summer spotted that guy. Jurriaan. The clingy annoying foreign one. He looked like he was being accosted by a handful of bullies, which didn’t surprise Summer at all. Jurriaan struck her as a guy who probably got bullied a [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]lot. [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]At first she didn’t care. She just sort of of snorted and kept walking. Jurriaan’s no Miles, and she  didn’t think it was worth the effort to help him out. But as she got closer to the situation, Jurriaan’s bullies didn’t look like they were from around West District at all. Still that wasn’t enough reason to go give the guy a hand. They were probably just some weird Chi-less losers. But with every step closer to his predicament, her heart shifted ever so slightly until it was in just the right position to be generous. So long as he paid her back later.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Looking up at the sky, the sun was still high but it wouldn’t be that way for much longer. And it got darker sooner in January, unfortunately. However. She hadn’t used her Chi at all today, so she was ready to go. And she figured she may as well make use of the sunlight. She wasn’t anticipating it would take much to scare these guys off if they were the Chi-less losers she thought they were. If they were something more threatening, she could just fly away to get help and leave Jurriaan to whatever fate would fall upon him in the time it’d take for the others to arrive. Either way, it was no skin off her hide. [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]The outline of her body began to glow golden, followed by her eyes. Then she leapt into the air with a small golden burst. She landed across the street in front of Jurriaan and his troop of assholes and extended her palm toward them. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Step away from the squeeb, [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]losers[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]!” [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]she ordered and her palm began to spark and radiate golden light. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Spectres are like, not cool with [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]our members[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] being picked on, [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]morons[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]. That won’t fly around here!”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Name dropping the gang was usually enough to get a respectful and usually fearful apology from any West side crook with even the tiniest pinch of honor… or survival instinct. Anyone with any other reaction had to be lit up. Summer scoffed and added, [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“So maybe if you guys, like, [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]fuck off really fast[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px], we might forget what any of you look like.” [/SIZE]





[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Glasper’s[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] waiting for Evey to get home (funny how they’re not dating yet but they are in the Rapid Fire XD) and [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Del’s [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]pretty much just hanging back. Everyone else’s whereabouts are pretty irrelevant right now.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px](Tiger Boyz, Leaf is no longer able to post so I threw Summer in as a means of continuing the scene and moving things along. Just imagine Jurriaan’s just letting her do all the talking for now.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Also just an fyi guys, come hell or high water Imma do my darndest from now on to post in this thread on Fridays and Saturdays to promote a flowing weekly post cycle for all of us. Swag.) [/SIZE]


@NyxNightmare @BlueInPassing @Danoram @RubyRose @theglassangel @Leaf Fi @Corgi 

 

[NyxNightmare]

Vixa/Hummingbird - Blue Dragons/Healer
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The girl was pleased to be accepted into the group. She would much rather be aiding others than sitting around making essences on her own. Lyre had also mentioned patrolling. Vixa can honestly say she hasn't been patrolling since....well...probably ever. Her skills weren't exactly fit for sudden combat, so she was never asked to patrol. Not that she had minded. Wherever she was most useful, she wanted to be. Going on patrol would be exciting she figured. Especially beside Lyre and Nixon. It was a journey sure to be filled with fascinating events. Nixon appeared extra excited to have her join in the search. He must really need his bag. She figured, and as he placed an arm around her, her eyes flickered with slight surprise, but her smile easily evolved into a giggle. "I'm truly honored to assist!" She had no intention of hiding her excitement, like a child who just recieved a life supply of ice cream or chocolate. Vixa was always like this, full of energy and seemingly oblivious to jokes, sarcasm, and hidden intentions. She didn't believe in hiding her true self. So what one saw on the outside, was clearly reflecting her soul. "Where should we look first?" She inquired to the two. She was more of a follower than a leader, so she would wait patiently for Lyre or Nixon to lead the way. @Danoram  @RubyRose

Warren/Spade - White Tigers/Member
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So, things were going great, or so, as good as things could be going right now. Spade wasn't in quite the mood to be threatening, or to be in this group of guys who clearly had a needle up their asses. Everyone would do best to be as flamboyant as myself. As vain as the thought might sound, Spade was simply the type of man that found pleasure in strikingly bold individuals. And, would it kill to actually see a genuine smile these days?? This mission was beginning to get a little boring honestly, the blonde baby doll was turning out to be a rose without thorns. Too easily pushed around. Where was the fight? The struggle? Then, a flash of light. Not just any flash, but seemingly one sent down from the heavens. A God send to answer Spade's silent prayers. Without hesitating he exclaimed, "Now THAT is an entrance. You guys are always rolling your eyes at my dramatic entrances, but see. Dramatic is in." His voice was slightly accusing, but with an obvious note of amazement. Though the girl's outfit was rather hipster, she definitely looked like the type of girl who didn't take shit. Her words had registered late in Spade's mind, with him being too caught up in the rather, "flashy" entrance (pun intended). 






Right. So it did appear as if they were bullying this kid. Well, it couldn't be that far from the truth. He opened his mouth to greet the woman properly, but instead held his tongue. His eyes glancing over at their leader. It wasn't going to be Spade's job to explain this scene, to explain themselves. No, this burden would not fall upon him. Better to let the others speak up. If anyone, he had a feeling Chickage could string this in their favor. He gave that , "Go get her tiger" look (also pun intended). He was good with the ladies right?? Well, Spade probably wasn't going to get brownie points for this mission, but oh well. It wasn't like he really wanted to go anyways, he would rather have been sitting at home reading up on yaoi fan-fiction. Interesting how he didn't appear to care so much for forming personal relationships, yet reading and gossiping about romantic and steamy situations really tickled his giblets. @Danoram @RubyRose @BlueInPassing @SirBlazeALot

 

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/monthly_2016_07/Ninjas_Melony_S.jpg.f30bd0feb0681cb731fd27f4b696d875.jpgMelony aka Melody - Red Rose Disctrict - At the Gym Near the Survivor-  Facing Harley & Jed; Fighting Alongside Iza, Archie off in the wings 


That the golden eyed man still believed he could win was laughable, if Melony were the laughing type. Instead she merely glanced at Iza as if to say 'really? do they not know how to surrender?' before the fight picked up again. Iza's thought on whether the gender changing chi wielder had to make physical contact to affect was interesting and left Melony puzzling through it. All the different kinds of chi. Some needed specific things to get them to work, some merely needed the intention of use. Some required the use of outside elements and yet others required the use of only the body itself. Melony so wished she could understand how each of these things worked, and she more then anything wanted to take the gender changing chi wielder to her lab and figure out what kind of power was needed to change parts of the body. Perhaps the ability could be extended to changing more then just gender. Imagine someone who would be able to change someone else's appearance at will -although there were already chi wielders like that out there. It just seemed to Melony if you could change around organs and physical appearance to make one either male or female, shouldn't it extend to more? And did it also affect the brain? Because Melony's research led her to believe there were true differences between a man and a woman's brain. 


So caught up in thinking she merely watched as the slimmer boy pulled a mildly impressive trick that had him skidding across Iza's shoe. Though she realized the danger approaching, she was fascinated by how gravity had worked to carry him over the tip of the show so well. She would have praised him for the decent move. She also believed that her speed would mean she could sidestep him and watch as he ran past her. She was unfortunately a little too slow in the uptake, though, and there wasn't enough room to move completely out of Harley's way so Melony took the collision. And with being knocked back, Melony didn't have the strength or angle to attack Harley back. All she could say was that she braced herself so that instead of her head colliding with the wall, her arms scraped along it and kept her safe from a concussion. 


Unable to help herself, Melony said: "That was an impressive slide over Iza's shoe." Because that's truly what she was still thinking about. That and a portion of her mind was still puzzling over the gender changing conundrum. And come on, lets be honest, Melony is also curious about actually changing genders just a little. So not that she would purposely be like 'yeah Harley, go right on ahead and change me too!' it did mean that she didn't shove him away once she regained her breath. She did attempt to just get up and knock him off of her, though. Her curiosity wouldn't lead her to losing a fight. And she did note that it was possibly the other guy with the ability, as well... at least until she saw him coming back at Iza with a battle cry looking without any of the wear and tear Melony was sure he had taken earlier.  


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Sean aka Arena - Red Rose Disctrict - Talking with Asad, Brax, Cato and others in Vicinity


Sean heard more then saw Brax as he came over to question Asad as well. Not that Brax actually asked anything, just showed his own interest in the questions and gave Asad silent support. Sean was kind of in awe of Brax's 'strong, silent type' approach to everything but to be able to pull that off you had to have a presence and Sean was never more then 'that cute kid.' He'd have to get a lot bigger and learn how to not talk if he ever wanted to pull of what Brax could. Sean couldn't help but grin at Brax's thumbs up. If he only spoke more he'd probably be yet another hero in the ninjas to Sean. But he didn't speak which meant it was kind of difficult to be friends with him. I want to be Brax's friend, though... Another inner mission to accomplish.


Asad's response was left to be desired but it didn't really bother Sean. Because he was the 'oh, you have boundaries? what are those?' type he often got similar responses from people. He just slipped his hands into his pocket as if Asad hadn't just hissed at him like some kind of demon and continued to smile at the guy. "It's okay, Asad! It's great that you at least know he got arrested so we won't all be waiting all day for Jason's meeting! But since we are already going to have a meeting, we should discuss what Jason's arrest means, right?" Sean said, gaze flickering to Brax before looking at Cato and some of the other Spectres for affirmation on this. If they were all together, anyway, then they should figure out their next plan of action. Of course Sean was acting more like Jason was just on vacation then in jail. He was still all smiles and positive demeanor. 


"So what happens if a leader goes to jail? Can they break out and stuff? Like in comic books? Or do we have to get a new leader?" Sean directed this question to his semi-idol Cato, because Cato was just so cool he had to have all the answers right? 


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/monthly_2016_07/Ninjas_Eliza_S.jpg.5ec46f48c09db872d8687f612b391c8f.jpgEliza aka PowerUp - White Rose Disctrict - Leaving School - Chatting with Emelia 


Of course, if it was Emelia requesting her to sing, Eliza very well couldn't say no. At least, she didn't think she'd be able to. Just from Emelia discussing how she believed Eliza would be fine had the girl wanting to give it a shot. She felt anchored by the hand holding her's, as well, and began to feel a bit better about life in general. She was just, more then anything, glad that Emelia had the time to hang out. Not that Eliza would ever admit it out loud (unless directly asked) but she had been a little sad to be alone at lunch and had been afraid that Jed and Emelia would hit it off and start going on dates and Eliza would just be out of Emelia's life just like that. And yet it still made her sad that Emelia hadn't hit it off with her crush. There was just no winning for Eliza in this situation. 


"Disguises?" Eliza's brows knit together uncertainly. She tried to avoid going into other districts when she could. She didn't want to get into trouble with the other gangs. "Um... alright." Eliza said, the idea of a makeover sounding fun but going to a mall in South District still feeling distinctly dangerous. She took a slow, calming breath, reminding herself that Lionel would be there and Emelia would never do something that would get them into serious trouble. "Where are we going to get makeovers at?" She asked curiously, wondering if this meant she couldn't wear her hair in pigtails for the rest of the night and if she'd have to where a dreadful color like black or any other dark, bland color. 


"I suppose it's a good thing we're not famous yet, huh? Cuz they don't now our faces and that means we can just waltz into other places and not get caught. We'll be like real fairy tale ninjas!" Eliza said, perking up at the thought of this being an adventure instead of a risk. "And with makeovers we could be like the really mysterious pretty women like in tv shows!"   


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/monthly_2016_07/Ninjas_Jed_S.jpg.9ca141fb1362cf4e8954fbf3021bbdbb.jpgJeddidia aka NightShade - Near Survivor - Facing Melony and the 'invisible' Iza with Harley 


To be honest or to not be honest, that was the question running through his mind at Harley's question. On the one hand, he was inwardly freaking out because he couldn't move his arm and that was scary as hell. What if it was permanent and he'd never have use of that arm again? He couldn't feel anything at all below the elbow! Would it just dangle lamely at his side for the rest of eternity!? On the other hand, though, he didn't want to appear weak to Harley. He hated appearing weak to anyone in the Tigers but he especially didn't want Harley to lose respect for him. He bit his lower lip and decided a compromise was the best way to go. 


"I can't feel my left arm but I can still destroy these two as long as you're here." Jed said, still struggling to regain control of his arm. It was like someone had cut the puppet strings to it and it was a really terrifying feeling. Like he didn't have control of his own body. At least the arm hadn't turned traitor on him or anything. 


Though Jed had caught on to Iza's ability to grow and shrink -hard to miss when she had been dangling Harley in the air- he was not expecting her to turn her sights on him. He had just enough time to throw up his chain sword in front of him, cutting one hand as he held it stretched out in front of him. The strength of the flick pushed the sword back into his chest and sent him flying backwards to boot. He skidded some ways along the ground before smacking into a wall and dropping to the ground in front of it. Once again he found himself unable to breathe. He was wheezing as he attempted to take in a breath. These girls were really starting to piss him off. 


Pushing to his feet took some serious work and he looked down to see the gash his own sword had put across his chest. He still couldn't breathe and had to lean heavily against the wall to stay upright. "Shit." He said, watching blood spill from him. Looking around he realized the only way he was winning this was if he got rid of the wounds he had sustained, and quickly. Pushing himself to move towards the mouth of the alley, he reached out and grabbed the first person walking by, transferring the injuries to them as quickly as he could. He needed to get back to Harley and make sure he was alright but he also had to get rid of the wounds he had received because he'd be no help to Harley as hurt as he had been. Not really caring when his unfortunate victim fell to the ground, Jed was sprinting back down the alley way towards the two spectres and Harley. The only signs he had been hurt coming from the tear in his clothes and the drying blood on his shirt and chest. A battle cry filled the air as Jed ran and it took a moment for Jed to even realize he was the one shouting it as he went all out attacking the girl that could shrink and grow since Harley had the other girl -possibly boy now- occupied. .


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Jaspar aka Noose - Planning with Chikage, Del, Spade & Aiden; Intruder - Summer, 'Victim' - Juriaan


A flash set Jaspar on high alert. He wasn't really set up to fight the 'super human' type chis. Especially not when he didn't really have much as far as knowledge on the chi wielder and a plan to defeat them. Jaspar truly believed his power was in planning strategically and taking enemies down that way. And with his chi ability he didn't really have much else as a choice since he couldn't just blast people aside. So when a woman approached them glowing like some humanoid mini sun, Jaspar made sure to move close enough to a corner so if she attacked them he at least had something to dodge behind and either escape or plan out an attack once her glow was fully explained. For all Jaspar knew, the only thing she could do was glow but it was better to believe there was danger where there was none then underestimate your opponent. 


"Someone intelligent wouldn't have announced themselves, Spade. They would have attacked first with their assumption of their teammate being bullied, and taken the enemy by surprise. As it is, she's completely outnumbered and doesn't even have a surprise attack as an advantage." Jaspar explained calmly, eyes cold as he attempted to pick up on body cues to see when she would attack. Jaspar had a legacy to uphold, afterall; he couldn't allow himself to get burnt to a crisp by a bad mission gone further awry. And a quick glance towards Chikage had Jaspar praying he wasn't about to pull a 'beautiful woman, I mustn't hurt' routine. 


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/monthly_2016_07/Ninjas_Donni_S.jpg.a0ad76207029ad8dc703ee9ad95ad9ff.jpgDonnovan aka NewDawn - Blue Rose Disctrict - Ascension, 3rd Floor Dojo - At Meeting


That Zhi had pretty much ditched him to babysit Memphis didn't sit entirely well with Donni, but then Zhi had to go babysit Holly which was a job Donnovan certainly didn't envy so he let it slide. Besides, his logic was very sound. Holly really was the type to do something foolish and with Zhi's intelligence Donni was sure he would be able to correct Holly's mistakes. Or at least prevent her from completely blowing this mission. Donnovan was broken from his thoughts as Memphis began to ramble about needing to stick with Holly. 


"Calm, Memphis. Working yourself up will help nothing." Donnovan responded instead of answering the question. "If you allow yourself to appear frazzled, you're not only hindering your planning capabilities but you are also showing the enemy they have the upper hand." Because yes, in Donnovan's mind, Holly was little more then an enemy. She was basically a viper that would strike when the master, Tsu, wasn't looking. SOmeone to truly keep your guard up around, even if the venomous words did little more then sting someone's pride and reputation. 


"I don't have that woman's number, nor do I ever plan on having it. We'll meet them at the bowling alley. Zhi is there to back her up if she causes trouble, and we'll get there in a timely fashion if we keep this pace." Donnovan continued on, mind wandering to what his brother might be up to right now while he drawled out common sense to Memphis. Donnovan was walking at a brisk pace, neither moving too slowly nor looking like he was in a terrible hurry. He just had a place to be, and with his straight backed posture and his decent dress most people made sure not to bump into him or stand in his way. It was nice to exude a strong presence where people automatically had at least a little respect for you. 


Glancing over at Memphis, Donnovan attempted to build up reasons not to find the other boy irritating. He was, at least, eager to learn and though he got himself worked up he did attempt to look for solutions to his problem. Neither were entirely saving graces but they made him at least a little more bearable. Jumping back in the conversation because Donnovan found something he felt like commenting on, he started speaking as if that part of the conversation was still going on. "We split up because Holly is impatient and Zhi is smart enough to know she will need immediate backup, and you and I are smart enough to know that there is no gain from rushing. Patience is an absolute virtue. Or slower pace saves energy and allows us to mentally prepare for the task ahead."  


 

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/monthly_2016_07/8f02ecbd10afa9f73fe0b365b428ce7f2.jpg.ceaeaca997a9cfc1e8494dfa53e6d672.jpgLyre aka Genie - Blue Rose Disctrict - Ascension, 3rd Floor Dojo - At Meeting


Glancing to Nixon, glad that he agreed Lyre bit back a giggle at Nixon's 'nervous tick around girls'. It was kind of cute the way some boys would get flustered around some girls, and vice versa. Lyre sometimes wondered what it was like to be so pretty that you flustered people, but she let the thought drift away like so many leaves in the wind. No reason to dwell on things she had no control over. And besides, Hummingbird's energy was infectious and was lifting the mildly mellow Lyre's spirits. 


"We should probably backtrack, right Nixon? Go to the places you've been to today?" Lyre offered, rubbing at her chin thoughtfully. "You didn't leave it somewhere around here, right? So somewhere you've been earlier. When was the last time you remember having it?" She inquired, holding the door open for the two of them as they left the Dojo and headed out into the streets. 


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/monthly_2016_07/Ninjas_Keagan.jpg.00637609327cb986203330b1631907cc.jpgKeagan aka Oogie Boogie - Blue Rose District - Sobbing in his Room - Interacting with a Cat (Lucy), on the Phone with Tsu


Tsu's voice on the phone was as nervewracking as it was calming. On one side, it was great to get a call from Tsu checking in on him. On the other hand, though, he was really very afraid of being caught doing something he shouldn't have been. Would Tsu hate him if she found out what he and Ciel were trying to plan? Would she and the rest of the dragons decide he wasn't good enough anymore if they found out how badly he had failed? At any rate, he had to answer Tsu's question on what had happened... and he had to think fast so that he didn't get Cielo in trouble. 


"I-I'm sorry Tsu. I... I won't lie and say something came up." Because Keagan would never, ever lie to Tsu. Not completely... he had far too much respect for her and Isaac and the other dragons. In fact it was that respect for that that was also one of his bigger hindrances since messing up made Keagan feel like he was no where near in league with any of the dragons. "I was trying to do something with my bugs and I failed and I just couldn't face everyone who is so amazing when I can't even do something simple." 


Keagan could feel his throat closing up as emotions threatened to drown him once more, but he continued talking regardless. "I... I was just... um... practicing. I thought maybe my bugs could find Leon s-so we could all go save h-him. Because I miss him... and I'm really really worried... and I just wanted to help. But they couldn't f-find him. They couldn't f-find him and I'm an absolute f-failure." Keagan couldn't help it now. The guilt of letting Cielo and the rest of the dragons down was causing his heart to shatter all over again and he began to sob in earnest. He felt horrible. At least he wasn't throwing her under the bus, though. It was completely plausible for Keagan to try and accomplish something with just himself and his bugs. 


Tsu's calming words and her breathing exercise calmed Keagan's heart surprisingly fast. Perhaps it was because she wasn't agreeing that he was a failure or reprimanding him for messing up. Instead she was trying to help him calm down. When they had finished going through them, not wanting to seem weak, Keagan just forced himself to be alright and not need the breathing exercises a second time. "I'm... okay. I just... I'm so sorry Tsu. I'm s-settled n-now." So Keagan couldn't get rid of the quaver in his voice just like that... at least he was trying. With Tsu's continued support, Keagan's confidence began to come back. "I think I can... er, no. I know I can, Tsu. I won't let you or... or anyone else down b-because I won't give up." 


A new round of guilt flooded through him when he heard that Caroline and Amelia were gone. Followed by shock, and then anger. It hit him like a blow to the chest and for a moment he couldn't breathe. "W-What?! Oh... oh no. Caroline... Amelia..." Keagan paused, trying to gather his thoughts. "If the killer is a Cobra my bugs and I will find out." Keagan stated firmly. He nodded as Tsu gave him a promise to bring Leon home safe and with a new mission to prove himself, Keagan perked up again. "Tsu? Thank you... I know Leon will get home safe now. And we'll find the people that hurt Caroline and Amelia! I'm going to get my best bugs on the case right now!" Keagan said, immediately planning out which bugs to send where and what recruitments he was going to need to do to completely cover the Black Rose District. There wouldn't be a whisper about the dragons that Keagan wouldn't find out about. With some final words from Tsu, Keagan hung up with a bright "Alright! Bye!" And then began giving orders. He paused as his eyes fell on the cat that had helped him out as well. "Thanks kitty. I have a mission I have to do now but I mean, if you don't have a home you can stay here. There's always room for friendly talking creatures here."  


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/monthly_2016_10/spider_boy_by_anastasiamou4-d6l3hda.jpg.jpe.5034dd06ab96bb8dbdbed84e446e79c4.jpeOliver aka Onyx - Hanging with Russ & Audence


Soup sounded amazing at the moment and Oliver was beginning to find that Russ was a much cooler guy then he had seemed to be at first. Perhaps Russ just wanted soup; it was cold out afterall. But Oliver felt it was more because Oliver still wasn't feeling entirely well. The heavenly warmth of great soup ghosted over Oliver as he just imagined it, and suddenly they couldn't get to the cafe soon enough. Though Oliver still wasn't feeling entirely energetic, he was feeling a small burst from the excitement of good soup. 


Following after Russ, Oliver looked up at the sound of what he assumed to be his name. It cut off as Audence tripped forward and practically took Russ with him. Oliver was sent into a coughing fit as he tried not to laugh at the situation. Audence seemed to put himself into these situations by not getting a proper haircut. Not that Oliver looked down on or thought less of the guy. He was a third year and Oliver did have at least some respect for his elders, but still it seemed like sometimes Audence brought it upon himself. 


"Russ was talking about a really great cafe with good soup." Oliver agreed. He felt the tickle in time to point his sneeze towards the ground and away from Russ and Audence. Webbing got caught in it again and left a nasty green mess over the ground Oliver's shoes. Feeling the wear of being sick again, Oliver rubbed tiredly at his nose and sighed, shoulder's slumping a bit. "After we get some soup I think I'm going to go sleep." Oliver mumbled, the earlier energy and elation leaving him as if he sneezed the positive emotions out as well. "Did I get any snot web on either of you? If so, I'm sorry." Oliver said, looking down at his own shoes in disgust. He didn't really sound entirely apologetic, but he had at least attempted to not sneeze on them so that says something. 


 

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/monthly_2016_04/Ninjas_Dale_S.jpg.d5a493cda3e3939fd1e6920ea7716b04.jpgDale aka Chip - Hanging with Evey & Officer Hottie


Everything was coming together beautifully. Dale had two plans with backup to get that no account, good for nothing Del back. And both of the plans were going to be a lot of fun to accomplish. She really wanted to destroy this guys life, if only for a few days. She just wanted enough revenge to feel better about that wasted night and gain back some pride for believing Del was even remotely worth her time. Still, she had been in the White Tiger's hideout so certainly she had gained something for the Cobras, on top of everything. 


"It would be a lot of fun to be like Officer Hottie and have whole new people to become while we pull off the best heist ever seen." Dale said with a grin. "I'm definitely with Evey on this. We need new characters and there's no one better then you to help us out." She said with a grin which only dimmed a little when Lizzy said she needed clearance from Remy. Well that might put a damper on things. Dale wasn't entirely sure Remy would allow them to pull this off.. it would cause some trouble with the White Tigers afterall which might bring around another fight. 


"Are you sure you need the okay from... um... Sir Lancaster though?" Dale inquired, running an agitated hand through her hair. "That would take so long and we're already in the mall! Couldn't we just have fun right now?" Dale pressed, attempting to pull off the 'puppy eyes' look on Lizzy even though she was well aware that often Lizzy was immune to her charms. At least Dale didn't think her charms ever affected the other woman. "Evey, do you think we need Remy's permission for this?" 


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((Peyton is off doing her own thang, as is Umm))

 

[hosaki]

Aidan Weiss
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Location: The West District


Interacting With: Chikage, Delson, Jaspar, Juriaan, Spade, Summer


How much longer will this interrogation take? Aidan wondered idly, not without some impatience. He held back a sigh and contented himself by looking at the ruinous buildings along the street. They were mostly masses of red brick, embedded with dull glass. His Weiss sensibilities told him that these were supposed to be ugly and worthy of contempt, yet he felt no strong disgust towards the broken city line. Instead, there was only a hollow inevitability to it all. Man was powerless in the face of wild, destructive Nature and steady, insidious Time. What was the quote again? "After the game, the king and the pawn go into the same box." Aidan let loose a soft, derisive snort. Well, wasn't he in the mood to philosophize today. 



Luckily, he was saved from further unwelcome thoughts by the entrance of a glowing girl who was evidently affiliated with their little hostage. One would think he'd be even mildly surprised or awed by this dramatic entrance, as Spade had so put it, but he felt the incredible urge to laugh. This was hardly the kind of job Mother or Father had envisioned him doing. Well, she'd make a good target. He noted with sudden surprise that he'd forgotten his mask, no, forgotten even the need for a mask to conceal his identity. This company he was keeping was surely making him more careless by the day, he reasoned. But no matter. The familiar thrill was running along his spine, leaving his fingertips abuzz with the promise of the chase. But Chikage… his voice of reason reminded. Aidan shrugged it off. Woman or not, she was a hostile force obstructing their path and it was his job to eliminate it. He reached a hand behind for his weapon and then he was off at the drop of his bag against the pavement, his nail bat picking up momentum with his speed as he arced to attack her from the side. If anybody was watching closely, they would have caught a snatch of a grin amidst the blur of movement.

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[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Harley AKA “The Bender”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]& Iza AKA “Fly” [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Location:[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Lurkin’ around near the survivor.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Kickin’ It With:[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Jed, Melony, & Peeping Archie[/SIZE]


 

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Harley wasn’t sure if he’d get in trouble for saying so, but the Spectres were kind of… nice. Aside from getting punched in the face by her, Iza (apparently her name), didn’t seem too keen on killing him, which she absolutely could have done when she lifted him into the air. She could’ve flung him down the block or at the very least broken his leg but she didn’t. And here this other girl was complimenting his moves. That was an incredible boost to Harley’s ego because it didn’t seem like she was just taking the piss out of him, it seemed like a genuine --  dryly delivered but still genuine -- compliment from someone who was clearly a better martial artist than him. His pride got the better of him and he eagerly replied,[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] “Thanks! That means a lot com--”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] and almost gave Melony the perfect opportunity to free herself.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Butterflies erupted in his stomach and the combined effect of a fight or flight response and the rush he always got whenever he used his Chi made him act fast and fight through the pain of being knocked away. He reached out and clutched the cloth of Melony’s clothes to maintain his hold on her. The moment made his body feel horrible, like falling in a dream or almost dropping something priceless. Harley snapped back to her body like a rubberband and did his signature move: the Bender Grope. Once the deed was done Harley was practically pissing his pants with fear that he’d never admit to having and braced himself for Melony’s counter-attack. [/SIZE]


 

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Being the… narrow minded individual he is, he was assuming that Melony was going to be like 15 times more powerful as a boy (that’s why he typically took on his male form for fights) and he’d already had way too close of an encounter with the kiss of death and Iza today. So as far as he was concerned, it was time to dip and either regroup with the rest of the Tiger Boyz or call it a day and return to White District and have someone take a look at Jed’s arm. In fact… that was probably their best bet. Chikage had a lot of powerful guys with him. They would be fine. With that in mind, he tried to scramble away from Melony.[/SIZE]


 

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]The giantess winced as her finger collided with Jed’s sword and scratched her. Iza hated getting hit but she’d much rather have it happen in her larger form. Though it was harder to maintain than being small, her whole fist would have been fucked up if she tried to attack Jed at normal height. She was pretty sure he was done by the look of it when he hit that wall. And she was also pretty sure that whatever was going on underneath her with Melony and the other guy had already resolved itself too because the youngster clearly didn’t stand a chance. Her head was in the clouds as she sucked her bleeding finger.[/SIZE]


 

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]What’s the endgame here anyway? [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Iza’s filthy mind could think of a lot of ways to make a genderbender Chi useful but none of them involved combat. So what the hell did these guys come to West District for? Was it just some kind of stupid prank? That seemed like something the Cobras might get a kick out of but these guys didn’t look, act, or fight like Cobras. Her thoughts were interrupted as she heard someone screaming in a fit of rage below her. It was the sword whip guy, and he was coming right at her like a whistling locomotive. And he was completely fine as if smacking against that wall and cutting himself with his sword was no big deal.[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]A healer? [/SIZE]


 

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Iza went from being really big to really small to escape Jed’s attack. This guy was a lot tougher than the other and if she was going to win this fight, she’d have to start using her usual tactics. Iza dashed under his legs and grew to normal size behind him, close enough to bait him into attacking her with that sword of his so she could just shrink again. And hopefully she’d be able to repeat this infuriating process until he got bored, tired, or reckless. She extended her hand and did the kung-fu movie beckon, followed by a [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Come at me, bro,” [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]which sounded absolutely ridiculous given the pitch of her voice. Now that she was facing Melony and not towering over her, she saw what had become of her. Or rather… him. And the very first thing to cross her mind was, [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]I’ll never have an opportunity to make out with Male-ony if I don’t do it today.[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]And in a way, she was kind of thankful these two assholes showed up. But now they needed to leave or just give up already so she could drag them back to the Survivor and let Jason deal with them.[/SIZE]


 





[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Summer AKA “Limelight” [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]& Del AKA “Mr. Nice Guy”[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Location:[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] West District[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Kickin’ It With:[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Aidan, Spade, Chikage, Jaspar, Jurriaan[/SIZE]


 

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Alright so, not the reaction Summer wanted, but it definitely revealed what kind of people she was dealing with. She lowered her hand and looked each of the boys up and down with a judgmental scowl. Neither of the two who actually spoke up took her seriously and the way they held themselves just screamed White Tigers. And Summer has [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]very [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]special feelings about that particular outfit. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Excuse me[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Miss[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px], I don’t [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]need[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] a surprise attack to put a handful of squeebs in their place!” [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]she hissed at Jaspar. But Aiden was no pansy. He rushed her with, of all things, a barbaric ass nail bat.[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] “Ewww, what the fuck?!”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] she growled in disbelief as if she wasn’t in the middle of a gang war and lurched into the air and out of the way of the vicious swing. A short beam of light burst forth from her eyes in retaliation at Aiden. Her flashy jump landed her on a nearby balcony. From there she shook her head and warned, [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Oh you assholes are [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]SO[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] done!” [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]And in another flash she was up into the air again and travelling by rooftop to The Survivor. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Meanwhile, Del was already done. He was just… so done with this mission. His first immediate thought when Summer arrived was the sickening thought that Chikage was going to throw a fucking fit at anyone who attacked this glowing chick. Which is a shame because she reminded him of MayMarie what with the petulant and pompous attitude. And if there was ever a Tiger who he wanted to choke the life out of, it was May. He imagined he wasn’t the only one with that opinion. So he could work out [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]a lot [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]of emotions on this gloworm of a woman. And she’d deserve it, because at least May was rich. Where’d a broke ass Spectre get off having a sense of entitlement like this chick did? It’s almost as if that was what powered her Chi. [/SIZE]


 

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Much like the other guys, Del wasn’t gonna do shit about her. He simply rested an elbow on Spade and leaned against the man, watching the scene through his mask and chuckling at the theatrical Tiger’s remark. He nodded in agreement with Jaspar as well. Both of them seemed to be taking this confrontation about as seriously as he was. Aiden however, was not. Del was pretty surprised he took the initiative to go ahead and attack lightbulb woman. While he did hold a tinge of respect for it, he was more excited for the show that would no doubt come out of the attack. For one, who doesn’t wanna see an uppity Spectre bitch savagely beat to death by Aiden? And for two, who doesn’t wanna see an angry Chikage savagely beat Aiden to death for assaulting a woman? But alas, the girl dodged the blow and got away. Or so she thought.[/SIZE]


 

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Del sighed and gave Spade a pat on the back and said with trademark Mr. Nice Guy cheer, [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Welp! Looks like we found our guide, guys.”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] He began to separate from the other boys while explaining, [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“I’ll follow her and find their secret lair. While all those idiots are coming after you guys, I’ll get our little lizard outta there. If I don’t see you guys on the way back home, I’ll take care of ‘im.”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] And with that and a two finger salute, he teleported up to the roof and began to tail Summer. [/SIZE]


 





[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Memphis AKA “Slow-Mo”[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Location: Otw to Strike’s[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Kickin’ it With: Donni[/SIZE]


 

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Man Donni was cool as a cucumber. It made Memphis realize how spazzy he was being, so he took a few breaths and stammered, [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“A-Alright. Alright yeah… [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]yeah[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] you’re right. I’m cool, I’m cool.”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] And he was, but something was troubling him. Donni referred to an enemy and at first he thought he meant the Spectres but… well all that stuff Holly said about Donni’s brother back there [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]was [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]pretty sus. Holly’s lack of trust wasn’t[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] completely[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] unwarranted. This was the first time he was considering the idea that the Dragons might not be as tight knit of a clique as he thought. And that was depressing to say the least. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]How do Tsu and Isaac handle shit like this? [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]He thought to himself. He put himself in Tsu’s shoes and wondered how he would deal with members who were always bickering. Thinking of her made him remember what she said back at the meeting about Donni. If Tsu trusted him, and Memphis trusted Tsu, then trusting Donni came along with his faith in his Elder. He could continue forward with new resolve.[/SIZE]


 

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Donni justified their splitting up, but Memphis was still upset about it. He couldn’t resist running his mouth about it again now that Donni had brought it up.[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] “So all four of us could have saved our energy if we just walked together right? So technically, this [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]whole[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] mission could be compromised because [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]one[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] person was impatient? Wow.” [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]For the energetic Memphis, that was certainly a lesson that would stick with him. He pondered the idea for a moment before grinning suddenly. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“I wish I slowed her down before she left so we could’ve told her to chill… hindsight’s a BitTorrent.”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Memphis began to think that the only reason Holly left them was so that she wouldn’t have to walk with Donni and Zhi… and maybe even himself. But probably mostly Donni. And with his newfound reasoning in trusting Donni because Tsu did, he felt obligated to let him know how he felt. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Hey man,”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Memphis began and gave the older boy a pat on the shoulder.[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] “I just wanna say [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]I [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]don’t think you’re like… a snake or whatever Holly thinks just because your brother stays up north. I think you’re a stand up guy, Donni. And uh… thanks for chillin’ me out, man.” [/SIZE]



[SIZE=14.666666666666666px] [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Asad AKA “The Blood Knight”[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Location: The Survivor[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Kickin’ It With: Cato, Brax, Sean & Anybody else in the building[/SIZE]

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Though he’d given Sean a pretty nasty look not too long ago, Asad found himself inwardly thanking the boy as if he were some kind of saint for saving him from more public speaking. He stepped away from him and let the younger boy take the reigns on what to do next. Personally, he had no idea. Jason was the one who called the meeting, Jason was the one approached by the Cobras to team up together, and Jason was the one he looked to whenever someone asked “Now what.” Asad leaned against a wall and fumbled with the pack of cigarettes in his pocket, waiting to see what bright ideas the others would come up with. [/SIZE]


 

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]He then realized that if [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]everyone [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]was supposed to be at this thing, that meant that the Nerd Avengers should be around here somewhere. But looking around the room, he didn’t see a single one. The creepy noodle loving chick? Absent. The doofy girl with the glasses? Absent. The spaz that got stuck to his face? Absent. And they all had something in common with Jason: They were at the 7/11. Asad’s stomach dropped and he mumbled a low [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Uh oh…”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] as he realized that his actions today could have potentially gotten everyone arrested… including the leader of the Spectres… who he was currently surrounded by.  [/SIZE]





[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Glasper’s[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] waiting for Evey to get home (funny how they’re not dating yet but they are in the Rapid Fire XD) and [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Lizzy’s[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] at the mall with Evey and Dale[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Everyone else is pretty much irrelevant.[/SIZE]


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[RubyRose]

/monthly_2016_11/0b4f69b21dec48877274dcb989aee14f.jpg.04e953c334e964fb07d2b9e11f22b9a2.jpgMale-ony aka Melody - Red Rose Disctrict - At the Gym Near the Survivor-  Facing Harley & Jed; Fighting Alongside Iza, Archie off in the wings 


There was a moment when Melony wondered if the boy would be too distracted to use his chi when he began thanking her for the compliment, but he quickly got back on task much to Melony's relief. The sensation that clutched her as her body was forced to physically change from female to male wasn't unpleasant but neither did it feel good. It just was... The real fascination came from when the boy scrambled away, but Melony was busy inspecting what had been done to him. He had to admit that he felt different. But not in such a huge way as he expected... the first thing he did was press his hands to his now flat chest, marveling at the muscle he found there. Flickering his pale gaze back to the boy, he committed the boy's face to memory. The boy didn't know it, but he had just become a very large point of interest for Melony and the she turned he would certainly be hunting him down to find out more. "This will be very useful for more research." He said softly, wondering vaguely how long it would last. And if he should take up a more masculine name since Melony was so obviously female. 


One very simple thought crossed Mel's mind -who had decided that Mel was a perfectly fine nickname for a boy, as well as girl- and that was 'what would Jason think?' That snapped him right back into action and his gaze locked on to the gender changer with renewed determination. He had to capture this boy and bring him back to Jason, and perhaps bag their leader for Mel to have the chance to experiment with him. Not on him but definitely have him use his chi ability to help her learn more. Pushing to his feet, Mel reveled at the minute differences he felt in the way his body was built. His legs felt a little different in the way they moved and not having the weight of breasts was fascinating as well. Focus, Mel; if you catch this boy you can find out how long you have to marvel over the change. I wonder what Iza thinks of this. Am I still attractive? I really wish I had a mirror with me. And off went Mel's thoughts once more... at least until he heard Iza announce 'Come at me'. 


"There's no shame in admitting defeat, you know." Mel offered, his own voice catching him once again off guard. Still soft, it was deeper and Mel found that he liked it. And yet... he already missed his usual voice. "Iza and I have you outmatched. Your trick with gender will not stop me from winning... and in truth you may have given me a further advantage. If you give in now, I promise no harm will come to you. You're far too important and you haven't truly wronged anyone yet. Not by using your chi on them." Mel pressed, trying to use his most soothing tone. This boy struck Mel as being more of the 'scared rabbit' type. He would attack when cornered, but was truly the type more ready to flee which showed itself clearly once he had changed Mel from female to male. Instead of taking advantage of Mel's distraction, he had scrambled away. Mel just wanted this fight to be over so that he could go find out just how many changes had happened and what it all meant. He wanted to learn this new body, but it was almost like he could feel the clock ticking on how much time he had to enjoy this once in a lifetime chance to feel what it was like to be a man. 


@SirBlazeALot


/monthly_2016_07/Ninjas_Jed_S.jpg.9ca141fb1362cf4e8954fbf3021bbdbb.jpgJeddidia aka NightShade - Near Survivor - Facing Melony and Iza with Harley 


The woman shrinking as Jed charged her certainly through the golden eyed man off balance. Almost like a bull chasing the bright red fabric, Jed felt like his target had been stolen away from him. He hit the breaks, seeing just in time the transformation Harley's target went through before looking around for the woman he was supposed to be defeating. With Harley out of chi energy -which Jed assumed he was considering their earlier conversation- to keep Chikage from being shut down, he needed to defeat this shrinking girl. And yet... 


Jed couldn't help it. He froze when Iza's high pitched voice said 'Come at me, bro.' It was just too hilarious. Adrenaline still coursed through him, making his laughter a little hysterical as he bent at the waist- fighting the urge to double over from the mirth coursing through him. Another glance at Harley who had successfully changed the girl into a boy had Jed slightly worried. Harley was scrambling away... and he only caught part of what the newly changed man said but it made his jaw drop. 


"You have got to be fucking joking. We are not giving in to the likes of you." One of the nice things about having run past Iza was that he and Harley were effectively back to back. That may seem like a bad thing... being cornered in an alley between to capable fighters- but Jed was a smart guy. Maybe not as smart as he thought he was, but still... he planned. And they were supposed to be Ninjas. Snatching up Harley's dropped umbrella, Jed snatched up Harley's arm- earlier plan of defeating the shrinking girl leaving him. It wasn't their job to defeat shit; Harley's job was to change as many women to men as he could and then Jed's job was to get them both safely out of there. 


"Well, we'd love to hang out with you lovely... um lady and guy more but we've got somewhere to be. Haaaave fun!" Jed said, his chipper attitude returning as he absolutely believed he and Harley would be escaping. Taking Harley's arm and pulling him to standing, he saluted the girls and in that motion pulled a couple impact smoke bombs from his pocket. Good thing I didn't land on these. He thought as he through them down and then, when the smoke billowed into the air, led Harley around the changed gender and kept a tight grip on him as he sprinted down the alley and away from the two girls. "You doing okay?" He inquired under his breath, running a quick analysis over Harley's body with his touch but not detecting any severe injuries. He pulled some of the newly acquired bruises from Harley into himself while they ran, biting his tongue against the pain and pushing himself to keep running despite the exhaustion sweeping through him. "Did you hear that girl say 'Come at me, bro'? That had to be the most ridiculous thing I've heard in awhile. "


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@SirBlazeALot 


Jaspar aka Noose - Planning with Chikage, Spade & Aiden; Intruder - Summer *leaving and being followed by Del*, 'Victim' - Juriaan


What Aidan was thinking as he ran full tilt at the woman without even knowing her strengths was beyond Jaspar's logical reasoning. Then again, it was probably a good thing someone had responded since most people had just stood there looking at the woman as if she were an idiot. Probably because she was, announcing herself like some kind of celebrity. It was pathetic to need that kind of attention and it was dangerous both for her and her supposed colleague. It was such an amateur move... and it made Jaspar's already low thoughts of the Spectres drop even lower. If they were dirt beneath his shoes before, they were now lower then the grime that collected to said shoes when walking through the mud. 


Whether it was unfortunate or a plain truth, the unintelligent woman's slight about his gender was something he was used to. Having hair as long and beautiful as his often led to comments about his gender and sometimes even his sexuality. Jaspar had learned quickly to brush it off as envy and pathetic babbles of people that were beneath him. Okay, so Jaspar wouldn't admit it to anyone that the slights did still dig at him a little... but he wouldn't let it show or even allow her the victory of any kind of response. Besides maybe flipping his hair a little and rolling his eyes.


"Appears she is smart enough to know when she's out numbered and run away." He offered, brows narrowing slightly as Del said they had found their guide. Jaspar was still feeling just a little skeptical of the man. But he brushed it off; it was pointless to question teammates.  Well, nothing to do now but follow Chikage and see where their plans took them from here. They had a semi plan and it was already in motion, and to save from being blamed for any errors Jaspar was definitely going to follow by example and not take the lead on this fiasco of a mission. 
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/monthly_2016_07/Ninjas_Donni_S.jpg.a0ad76207029ad8dc703ee9ad95ad9ff.jpgDonnovan aka NewDawn - Blue Rose Disctrict - Heading to the Bowling Alley with Memphis to meet up with Holly & Zhi


Donni was relieved that Memphis calmed down as quickly as he had. He was still obviously a little high strung, but at least he wasn't babbling nonsense. And it was understandable, if irritating, to be a bit nervous on one of your first missions. Not that Donni could relate -actually yes, yes he could. But he would never admit to ever being anything but the absolute chilled of chill. Weakness crept in when you allowed emotions to show, and weakness could cripple you and bring you down. Donni couldn't be brought down until he had his brother back, and even when he did get Jed back into his life... with his twin at his side Donnovan was sure he'd never truly be brought down ever again. 


"You're absolutely right, Memphis." Donnovan said with a nod. "It's not on you to slow her down. She was more or less assigned lead role of this mission. And besides, standing in Holly's way is like telling a viper that it's not allowed to kill it's prey with a venomous bite." He sighed and shrugged. "If the mission is compromised, Holly will take the fall." He added, as if it wasn't clear that Donnovan would blame anything that went wrong on Holly. He was truly not fond of the woman, but the dislike had never been so pronounced before. The golden eyed man's cool was slipping just a little, allowing his own venom to coat his words as he spoke in a derisive tone. "Still, hindsight is something to learn from. If only Holly would learn from it." 


Thanks to Donnovan's lack of ability to feel, it was the motion that caught his attention. He turned to look at Memphis, to really take the time to look at the boy, and wondered for a moment if perhaps he should reassess the way he thought about the new members. There was still something there that irked Donnovan. Probably the puppy like behavior, the need to please, the lack of knowledge... but at least Memphis was willing to learn and he had intelligence which he was displaying in this conversation. Donnovan was caught off guard on how to respond to this kind of attention, though. People often didn't really say he was a 'stand up guy'... probably because most people didn't talk to him all that much. That was probably Donnovan's own fault, putting up walls to keep other people out except for a select few that he owed his loyalty to. 


"As long as you are willing to learn and improve, I will be here when you need a chill factor." Donnovan said, a ghost of a smile playing across his mouth. "Though eventually I suspect you will be able to keep a level head all by yourself." He said, actually finding it in him to tease Memphis. The flashback to his brother stung, though, and the smile fell away and left nothing but a cold, empty stare behind. "We should move quickly and make sure that Holly hasn't found trouble for Zhi and herself." He said, whatever glimpse of warmth was gone just like that. If anything Donnovan was more closed then usual, posture perfect yet stiff and gaze empty as he wove through the crowds leading to the bowling alley. 


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((Peyton is off doing her own thang, as is Umm, Eliza is hanging out with Emelia, Lyre is off on a mission with Nixon and Hummingbird, Keagan is rallying is force of bugs, Oliver is going out to dinner with Russ and Audence, Dale is chilling with Evey and Lizzie, Sean is trying to figure out what to do about Jason's arrest with other Spectres))

 

[Danoram]

Nixon "Dry Ice" Thorn




Location: (Ascension) Heading out | Interacting/Mentioned: Lyre & Vixa



/monthly_2016_10/58011cfc15029_Nixon5.gif.5cad7ed1638dbc0cef692258c4aa7d65.gifVixa's little giggle forced a bashful snicker from Nixon as he awkwardly scratched his nose before leaning up off the girl. He stood with both hands shoved down in his pockets, and his shoulders lightly tensed as she voiced with enthusiasm her joy towards being able to assist them on their journey, which was just to find Nixon's bag because he's a forgetful turd. So... no big deal, really. 


He found himself glancing around the room again just to make sure it wasn't lying around in plain sight, or anything. Many times has this guy wondered where his phone was, only to find that it was still in his hand, so you've gotta be careful. He didn't see the bag, sadly, then Vixa popped the question that had been prancing around in the back of his mind. 


Nixon clicked his tongue and snapped a finger at her, "Good question, oh~ great one~" he joked, sending her a simple wink in the process. Before he could state his own direction on the matter, Lyre spoke up, and he provided his full-paid attention, slightly leaning in to show the girl that he was listening. He even cocked a brow and tilted his head, waiting for her to finish.


There was a brief moment of silence as the guy pondered Lyre's words. He thought back on this morning when he had packed his bag. His mother stopped him as he was leaving, and reminded him not to forget the oh-so important luggage, knowing he'd need it as usual. After all, it's where he keeps his gun and ammo. Nixon remembered walking down the street to school with it over his shoulder... but then he stopped by someplace to eat... Suddenly, Nixon's entire demeanor changed. His eyes lit up and he took a quick step away from the two girls, "I've got it!" he exclaimed with a growing grin. "Before I went to school today, I stopped by the old man's noodle bar to grab a bite! I'm good friends with the owner, so it's likely he put it away for me if I left it there."




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Holly "Vanity" Radcliffe


Location: Hauling ass to the Bowling Alley | Interacting/Mentioned: Zhi


/monthly_2016_10/57f4063aab439_Holly2.gif.b9faec6d3a712e9b0bcca7c34d2fda5f.gifRunning the streets with her chi activated has never been easy for Holly, because no one can notice her, meaning they just sort of... get in the way. She has to pay close attention in order to dodge a flailing arm or random individual. Luckily she's pretty used to it, though.


This was no big deal for the girl. She would arrive at the bowling alley in no time at this rate. But wait... It's not like she can remain unnoticed forever. Like everyone else, her chi is limited. 


As this thought crossed Holly's mind, she found herself unconsciously slowing down to a jogging pace as her presence returned to normal. It's alright, because how unlikely would it be for one of the others to catch up to her now. My guess is not very unlikely considering Zhi. Hearing the guy's so horribly familiar voice calling out her name had chills dancing up Holly's spine. She stumbled to a stop and spun around to see him chasing after her. He's so attractive that it makes her sick. A look of utter disgust washed over the girl's expression, and she stood with confidence - hand on her cocked hip while also breathing very heavily thanks to just running a marathon.


"Zhi." His name rolled off her tongue like poison. "Where are the others? Did you just leave them standing around? The two underclassmen whom we're supposed to be keeping watch over?" 


@theglassangel @(Wearing this - minus beanie, and the shirt is blue.)





Xavier "Sting" Brax


Location: (West District) The Survivor | Interacting/Mentioned: (Spectres) Asad, Sean, Cato, & Others


/monthly_2016_10/57f40dca6e9f6_Brax1.png.36a2dd3fb6bf006cb74397f8481590e4.png


Brax could sense that Asad wasn't comfortable with being approached right now, especially with how the guy was quick to escape any physical contact, so instead of pushing any further on the matter, he took a step back to give Asad some space, listening with a grimacing expression to what was being said in response to both Cato and little Sean, two people whom Brax has yet to truly interact with.


From what Brax could gather... Jason was most likely sought out directly by the police, considering he was arrested at home. It wasn't like he had done something just then, and was being taken in on the spot. The Spectre's leader's arrest has a backstory to it, but how far back does it go, exactly? And just what did Jason do? 


Just then, Sean started back up with a cheerful and reassuring tone in his voice, which was a good attitude to go with in Brax's opinion, but it still doesn't defeat the facts, and isn't enough to make much better of the situation. Having met with the small boy's gaze, Brax nodded firmly with a grunt, as well as provided another one of his signature thumbs ups before averting his focus back towards Asad. However, it was quickly taken back by Sean's question about what happens when a leader is arrested. Brax knowing the answer to that doesn't mean much, because he doesn't talk, so he, instead, spun around and glanced at a few other members he assumed would be able to answer.


@SirBlazeALot @RubyRose @theglassangel @(Idea of what he's wearing - along with a sexy spandex shirt, because Brax is hot.)





Boltius "The Purge" Beckman


Location: (South District) Southside Boardwalk | Interacting/Mentioned: Stephanie & Vaughn


View attachment 182923"That’s quite the story, Li’l Dude."


Boltius struck a confident grin at Vaughn's words, snickering in the process as he crossed his arms, and tapping a foot because remaining completely still takes way too much effort. That cheeky little smile, however, dropped immediately at the guy's next statement. 


A look of confusion appeared on the boy's face. He awkwardly shifted in the way he was standing, then glanced around as though there was a group of people surrounding and staring him down. 


Boltius doesn't usually tell people about his addiction, despite them being able to tell upon first introduction, but look at who we're talking about... Yeah.


As Vaughn continued to speak, Boltius' demeanor grew even more embarrassed. He would try to force a smile every now and then, but in the end, his mouth only twitched a little before fixing back to him biting his lip and staring down at the ground. "...I think we can all agree, I’m far too pretty for prison." While something like this would normally steal a laugh from the druggie, it didn't today. Boltius was offended.


He remained silent and waited for Vaughn to finish speaking, though, before opening his mouth. The offer wasn't a bad one... but it required change. Little Bolt is no fan of change in the way he lives his life. Move him to a new house in a new state - country even, and he's fine. Try to change who he is and the way he acts, the things he does... then he minds just a bit. With a furrowed brow, the boy covered his mouth and stared back and forth between the ground and Vaughn while his mind chased down the right words to say.


Who does he want to be?


As this question crossed the boy's mind, he came to find himself stepping towards Vaughn with a fist full of rage. His arm seemed to shrink in length, but really it was only that it was coiling up into a spring-like state, taking on metallic features as well that provide a means for protection during combat. Boltius was ready to knock the shit out of his upperclassmen - no hesitation involved - until his eyes welled up with tears. The poor, emotional bastard. 


Yes. Boltius cries when he's angry.


"Come on... man," he whimpered. The punch he'd been getting ready to throw was cut short as he stopped in his tracks to wipe his face. "Fuck you, man." There was a pause as he tried to suck it up, sniffling and taking a few breaths. "I am the fuckin' man... I ain't broke!.. I ain't gonna O.D.... and the girls up North are hot as fuck, aight!? So, fuck you on some crazy shit! I wanna be me. I'm gonna be me!" The part about not being broke was totally a lie if we're talking money now, but Boltius has always felt he was rich in the sense of free-spirited and outgoing. 


After a second, the boy was able to stop crying, and he sat down right where he stood while fiddling with his fingers, "I'm down, yo... I'll be the man, but I ain't quittin' my game. I gotta have that shit, or I'm just a walkin' corpse, yo. Withdrawals are like constant suicide... so I'm gonna keep doin' me, but I'll do for you what you need as long as I'm gettin' paid. S'at cool? If not, then I'm out..." Not even gonna lie, but Boltius was feeling just a slight tinge of respect for Vaughn right now. Would that stop him from trying to fight the guy, though? Probably not.


@SirBlazeALot







Nakazajo "Raging Ogre" Chikage





Location: (West District) Near the border | Interacting/Mentioned: Jaspar, Delson, Spade, Aidan, & Jurriaan


/monthly_2016_10/57f80d5d9af67_Chikage1.jpg.c2d035b3d70ae2618e89765dccdfaaa7.jpgAt a sudden flash of light, the White Tiger's leader halted in his tracks and jerked his hostage in front of him, forcing the boy to act as a shield of some sort for the time being as he studied the new arrival. Boy, was she a beauty. Despite this, though, Chikage was able to remain vigilant and keep up a more professional appearance while narrowing his eyes at the girl with a slim and cheeky smile.


She was a Spectre - no doubt about it, considering she just told them she was one.


Chikage stood silent as Spade commented on her magnificent entrance, preferring not to respond to such a foolish outburst. Though, he did agree that it was quite something. He pondered what to do in this situation. There was no need to attack or act out of order unless the girl did so first.


There's also the possibility that the two of their hostage and the beauty arrival were heading to the same place, which means if they do as the girl has asked, they might be able to tail behind in secret. Then again, if she's smart enough to catch onto something like that, they'd need another plan. Either way - no matter what happens, Chikage intends on rescuing the Dragon's member by the end of today if it's the last thing he does. He just doesn't have all the time in the world to come up with a trusty way out of their sudden predicament, and he's well aware of that, so - ignoring the girl's foul way of speaking toward Jaspar, Chikage stepped forward with his grip firm around the back of Jurriaan's neck, "Miss-!?"


Suddenly, Aidan rushed out from behind to attack the girl, causing Chikage's eyes to gape wide. He grit his teeth and threw the blond hostage to the side while chasing after the foolish Tiger, rage rushing through his veins. Where he was about to take his anger out on Aidan, Chikage's protective instincts kicked in as the Spectre girl shot into the air and attacked, in which he jerked his own member out of the way and took the blow for himself. Luckily, though, the strange beam just barely grazed his shoulder.


Chikage was pissed. He didn't even try to stop Delson, and focused solely on Aidan. 


"...If this mission manages to go to shit today, Aidan, your ranking depends on it," he stated immediately, stepping a bit closer with each given word until the distance between them was but a few inches. At that moment is when Chikage grabbed Aidan by the head with both hands and reared back his own, sending quite a hammer to the guy's forehead, but nothing enough to truly injure him. Call it a warning. "FUCKING THINK!" Chikage yelled. He threw his hands into the air and turned in a circle before stopping to stare back at Aidan, expression that of sheer hate, "WHAT WAS YOUR PLAN!?"


There wasn't actually an answer Chikage was looking for here; he was just frustrated that Aidan rushed out to attack when there were different ways to handle the situation. Now they've lost both their guide... and Delson. The leader glanced around the area for a second, before ramming his fist into the side of a building upon discovering he'd also let his little hostage go. 


He whispered some light curses to himself and took a few deep breaths to calm himself... but that usually doesn't work, don't think it will now of all times. With a light chuckle at the sudden comedy of what happened, the leader approached a nearby light pole and leaned against it while casually shaking his head. "Alright. So, there's that. Delson will eventually arrive at the Spectre's base... if he's lucky, and successfully retrieve the Dragon's member. If he's not lucky, he won't arrive at all, or he'll get his lousy ass murdered by an ARMY. OF CHI POSSESSING, BASTARD-ASS, RED SPECTRES!" Having said that, Chikage started on ripping the said light pole from out of the ground, "We'll just... have to... drag them all out... before he gets there." He finished, then sent Spade a glare while jutting a finger at him, "Follow Delson!"


@SirBlazeALot @Leaf Fi @BlueInPassing @RubyRose @NyxNightmare @(A little rushed, but I posted, at least!)








Emelia "Shakespeare" Dawson





Location: (Leaving North District > White Rose) | Interacting/Mentioned: Eliza & Lionel


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Had it been anyone else who brought up the idea of waltzing into Cobra territory, Emelia would've shut it down like Trump does everything Hilary Clinton has to say.


Emelia despises the South - and for what reason? Because her mother does? Yeah, she doesn't actually have one other than having grown up taught that they were lousy people with wasteful outlooks on life; always goofing off and spending their days focusing on the most trivial things. 


At the pale one's stating they needed make-overs, Lionel's eyes lit up a bit. He knew just where the girl was looking to go, which meant he'd be able to see his wife, after all. 


Emelia gave a light nod at Eliza's uncertainty, then answered her question with a smile, "Lionel's wife is a beautician, as well as a designer. We will go to her shop and have her fix us up to fit a Southerner. It'll be fun," she reassured, squeezing the colorful girl's hand ever so slightly so as to make her feel better. "Actually, she's not working today. She's home, so we'll go there if you're alright with it," Lionel informed. Emelia blinked curiously, then shrugged, "That works, yes."


As Eliza spoke up about their fame, and about being like fairy-tale ninjas and mysterious women, the other chuckled lightly while cupping a hand over her mouth. The word "mysterious" always makes Emelia think of Jeddidia, for some reason, so her heart skipped a beat at the recurring image of today's lunch. How embarrassing. "Aha... you're so right, Eliza, dear." There was a pause. "You reminded me of a scene from Hamlet, for some strange reason... Have you read it? The tragedy?"


@RubyRose 








Archie "Cock" Babcock






Location: (West District) Near the Survivor | Interacting/Mentioned: Melony & Iza


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At one point, Archie thought he would end up being drug into Melony and Iza's little mosh-pit when one of their opponents, badly injured, darted past the little corner he was hidden behind, only to return while screaming bloody murder. 


It was quite comical, actually, and Archie had it all on video. He'd be sure to go through it later and screenshot some good moments to laugh about with... well, with someone. Archie doesn't have very many friends; just people, is all. 


The fight seemed like it'd go on for a little while, and was beginning to get boring... until the Australian noticed something strange about Melony. Or... Male-ony. He could tell who it was, but only because he'd seen, with his own eyes, what had happened. The cute, little dude could change people's genders. Archie noted this, and made sure to get a good look at the kid's face, because he's most definitely seeking him out one day.


It wasn't much longer after that when things calmed down a bit. From what he could make of it, those guys just got their asses whooped by Iza and Melony, and Archie couldn't contain himself. He hopped around the corner, bag weighing him down a bit, and gave the two the applause they deserved. "Maaa-haaa-haaates! You gals went fuckin' wild." He looked towards Mel and marveled at her- or... his new self. He was attractive, but Archie prefers the female-ony, after all. "Look at'chya..." Mahogany-brown eyes scaled the guy's body, and Archie clicked his tongue while shaking his head. "Any assumin' they gang affiliation?" He asked with a yawn.


@SirBlazeALot @RubyRose









Audence "Puppet Master" Valor




Location: (Lost) | Interacting/Mentioned: Russ & Oliver


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Audence didn't feel that he actually needed to answer Russ' question as to what he was doing there. You could say he was trying to hide the fact that he has a horrible sense of direction, or that he's just an asshole. 


Adjusting his tiara and dusting imaginary specs of dust from his shoulder, he licked his dry lips and shrugged, glancing off elsewhere, "I'm fine... what're you guys doin'?" The question came with a furrowed brow, not that you could see it, and Audence stepped closer to the two as a way of letting them know they could continue on.


Russ explained that he and Oliver were about to go grab something to eat, offering that Audence join them, and the grumpy blond glanced down at Oliver before shrugging again, "Sure. He wasn't hungry, but he felt that if he stuck around the two long enough, he'd eventually recognize where he's at.


When Oliver sneezed, Audence's nose wrinkled and a look of disgust, as well as slight amusement, grew on his expression. He cupped a hand over his mouth and snickered, "Dude, that's nasty as fuck." Then, he shook his head and held up a hand at the sick boy, "Nah, you're good... I think." Audence checked himself over to make sure that Oliver didn't web on him, then sent the guy a Brax-like thumbs up before returning the both of his hands to their rightful places: in his pockets. "Have either of you seen Dale lately? Or Vaughn?"


@RubyRose @BlueInPassing

 

[hosaki]

Aidan Weiss
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Location: West District


Interacting With: Chikage, Jaspar, Spade


No contact. Aidan staggered to regain balance from his wild swing. His head snapped up to follow the Specter's flight in dazed disbelief. Landing the hit had been a reality in his mind. That his nail bat had not connected, that she'd actually flown out of the way… He felt cheated. A growl rose in his throat and he would have cursed, but then there was a blinding light, and Aidan found himself stumbling, jerked forward by an unwelcome grip on his person.


Furious at being forcefully disengaged, he had whirled around to lash out when Chikage's threat, like a douse of cold water on a fire, left him bereft of the rage he'd felt only moments before. Oh yes, his ranking. Betrayal and hurt flashed in Aidan's eyes, and for a second he looked absolutely miserable. The physical expression of Chikage's displeasure violently dispelled this moment of weakness and the trauma of the hit hammered in what Aidan had known all along, but had hidden away at the back of his mind. 


The hierarchy was everywhere.


Three years of his escapades had helped in building up a grand delusion that he'd been given a semblance of autonomy, but never had the truth been more plain. Even the lawless gangs of Shima City were not untouched by order. Rank. Class. The invisible monster that had taken hold of Father had seeped into every nook and cranny of society. No, Aidan interjected, it had been there all along and he had been too much of a fool to see it. To think that he'd believed the Tiger's Den to be his sanctuary… He couldn't help it: despite the pain emanating from his forehead -- and he clutched at the spot with his body hunched over tight -- he began to laugh, a low mirthless chuckle beneath Chikage's fury.


Once recovered from the fit that had taken hold of him, Aidan straightened up without a sound. Save for the red mark on his forehead and the slight crease in his brow, he did not look as if he had just been thoroughly reprimanded and humiliated in front his colleagues. Instead, he looked as if he had been told a very amusing joke. Chikage's finger pointed at Spade seemed to make the situation all the funnier. Were they dogs? That might be why their dear leader had expected them to somehow follow a teleporting man. That was it, just sniff along the scent track.


He wasn't sure if he'd be able to stop himself from bursting into laughter if he opened his mouth (without the pretense of crouching in pain this time), so he kept quiet and looked at the other members expectantly. Surely any other person here could serve as a better leader than this skirt-chasing idiot who'd allowed his women-loving tendencies to cloud his judgement.


@Danoram @NyxNightmare @RubyRose

 

[NyxNightmare]

 
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Warren/Spade - White Tigers/Member
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Yes, now things were getting interesting. Apparently the Spectre girl hadn't turned out that bright at all. Making off like a straight ticket to their destination. Of course, a fight would be waiting for them. A fight Spade was more or less dreading. Everyone had seemed content at witnessing Aidan's violent outburst, hell, but now hell would break loose. Delson had reacted quickly, tailing after the shimmer babe. Spade might have too, were he not interested in the aftermath of Aidan's actions. He could feel a growing flutter in his chest, and butterflies were beating his stomach fiercely. Covering his mouth to halt the laugh threatening to escape from his lips, Spade watched as their leader took control of the situation, more or less. Meeting violence with violence, how cliche. Yet the scene was much like scolding a puppy, only Aidan was a wolf and Chikage might be the one needing scolding. He couldn't lie. It would have been a shame to witness miss shimmer babe's face bashed in. Just then something whispered to him in the back of his mind alluringly. Scarlet blended with a toffee tan...It would have been art. Ah. Art indeed~


Only when he felt the sharp words directed at him did he blink back into reality and away from his slightly morbid fantasies. Huh? Follow Delson? Just where did he run off to?? Oh that's right. He vanished. Scratching the back of his head nonchalantly, momentary silence. He hadn't been focused on them since Chikage placed his hands on Aidan. Shit. His eyes flickered from his leader to Aidan. Well, his colleague seemed to be taking punishment like a pro. Spade cursed himself for not being able to see past the face Aidan put on. Just what was really going on through his mind? That hurtful expression from earlier. Nobody liked to be chastised, but there seemed to be something else there. Well, no matter. He should have known their women obsessed leader would flip at such an act. 


Letting out a sigh, Spade sprinkled his fingers off to his side, milky figures seeped from them, encasing his lower half with a smoke of souls. "As you wish master." His words were said with an exaggerated likeness, meant to be a bit mocking. But Spade was known for toying with others. Nobody would be an exception in this case. Lifting himself off of the ground, he took off in the direction the girl had disappeared. With only a general direction, he was almost sure of it, that something or someone would obstruct his path. 


 @Danoram @RubyRose @BlueInPassing @SirBlazeALot

(I'll post for my other characters later. A little short on time at the moment)

 

[theplasticdemon]

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[SIZE= 14.6667px]Location: On the way to the bowling alley[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 14.6667px]Interacting with: Holly[/SIZE] @Danoram

[SIZE= 14.6667px]The trail of hair eventually seemed to solidify into one bitchy ninja. How wonderful. [/SIZE][SIZE= 14.6667px]Zhi remained calm for Tsu’s sake. Unlike Holly, Zhi didn’t see attractiveness through physical means, so all the ninja could see was a shallow, yet empty hole of a “human” being. He possessed what many people didn’t: the ability to still fuck with someone even when they themselves are angry and irrational. [/SIZE]


 

[SIZE= 14.6667px]The dark haired teen didn’t back down as Holly began what seemed to look like a fighting stance. Instead, Zhi stood calm and inched closer towards her, almost teasingly. “You seem to have forgotten the term [/SIZE][SIZE= 14.6667px]‘we’. We’re[/SIZE][SIZE= 14.6667px] supposed to be role models, yet I’m busy babysitting [/SIZE][SIZE= 14.6667px]you[/SIZE][SIZE= 14.6667px].” [/SIZE][SIZE= 14.6667px]He responded coldly, the tall guy placing an orange hair out of place over Holly’s ear and tracing her jawline briefly before turning away. Just what was he doing? [/SIZE]


 

[SIZE= 14.6667px]“To answer your question, I figured it was a wiser choice to leave Donni and Memphis behind in order to prevent you from doing anything foolish. Some sacrifices had to be made in order for this mission to be successful.” Zhi responded nonchalantly as they approached the bowling alley. [/SIZE][SIZE= 14.6667px]“Besides, they’ll catch up with us later.” [/SIZE]


 

[SIZE= 14.6667px]“I personally think it’s quite pitiful to know that two underclassmen have more common sense than you.” Zhi opened the door, even holding it for Holly. I mean… he did run all the way here just to make sure she didn’t pull off anything stupid. That, and maybe the whole ‘Holly-being-attractive’ thing did affect him, albeit subconsciously. [/SIZE]


 

[SIZE= 14.6667px]“Where’s your sense of team spirit, Holly?” He asked teasingly, leaning against the opened door nonchalantly. Some randos that happened to pass by giggled as they walked in front of her, smiling every so often at the guy holding it open. Zhi seemed unfazed by it all as he awaited an answer. As much as he hated to admit it, arrogance was a killer.[/SIZE]




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[SIZE= 14.6667px]Location: Evergate Shopping Mall[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 14.6667px]Interacting with: Lizzy and Dale @RubyRose @SirBlazeALot[/SIZE]

[SIZE= 14.6667px]Okay, now the decision was up to her. On one hand, she was really excited… on another was the fact that they had just been in a fight. While Remy was not one to punish his members, there was a certain guilt to be had when caught. It was like disappointing your favourite family member, especially if they never got mad. That look that they gave you always made you feel like a piece of shit. [/SIZE]


 

[SIZE= 14.6667px]Then again, life was short. Right? There would still be consequences, but at least she would have fun. “I don’t know. I’ve already gotten into a lot of shit with Remy.”[/SIZE][SIZE= 14.6667px] Evey pondered, breaking character for once. Eventually, she came up with a compromise. They also seemed to have forgotten about Suzumaki’s birthday during the evening.[/SIZE]


 

[SIZE= 14.6667px]“Hmmm… sleep on it? We still have a party to go to~” She thought of the bakery with… Glasper. Right. That would have to be fun. Realizing that she had been spacing out, Evey looked at Lizzy and Dale. They had brought some significant amounts of clothing and she didn’t want to keep Glasper waiting. Though, maybe they could do some planning.[/SIZE]


 

[SIZE= 14.6667px]“While we’re here, maybe brainstorm our characters?” The blonde suggested. [/SIZE][SIZE= 14.6667px]“I hope I’m hot~”[/SIZE]


 


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[SIZE= 14.6667px]Location: His apartment [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 14.6667px]Interacting with: Iris @NyxNightmare[/SIZE]

[SIZE= 14.6667px]Simply contemplating his life was a simple task. After a while of playing music, he ended up walking back to his own place. Remiel thought of the South District, and how many people thought of his own home city. Walking around the streets, he never felt unwelcome nor vulnerable as he played. No, Remy felt the footsteps of each interesting citizen walking by and greeting him, helping him clean up or just striking an interesting conversation. Southerners were always much more fascinating. Little things like this made him happy to be a humble leader. [/SIZE]


 

[SIZE= 14.6667px]Entering his apartment, he felt the braille along until he reached the door. Opening it, he called for some food to be made. The gang leader had just recently placed a fresh bowl of peaches on a stand beside the couch. Turning up his own sensitivities, Remiel tapped his cane in the direction of the knock. “Unlock.” [/SIZE][SIZE= 14.6667px]He exclaimed, the door making an audible noise, signaling her to enter. [/SIZE]


 

[SIZE= 14.6667px]“Iris~ [/SIZE][SIZE= 14.6667px]Come in!” [/SIZE][SIZE= 14.6667px]Remy greeted his second warmly, gesturing to her. [/SIZE][SIZE= 14.6667px]“I have some food cooking if you want to help with that. I [/SIZE][SIZE= 14.6667px]think [/SIZE][SIZE= 14.6667px]it’s some pasta? Take some peaches if you want.” [/SIZE][SIZE= 14.6667px]He pointed to the seat beside him. [/SIZE][SIZE= 14.6667px]“What’s up?”[/SIZE][SIZE= 14.6667px] Remiel asked, politely. He wasn’t able to read facial expressions or body language, so relying on his intuition was the wiser choice. [/SIZE]







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[SIZE= 14.6667px]Location: The Survivor[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 14.6667px]Interacting with: Sean, and other Spectres @RubyRose @SirBlazeALot @Danoram[/SIZE]




 

[SIZE= 14.6667px]Sean idolizing the nonchalant jock was kind of cute. Though he didn’t have the answer, Cato still felt the urge to respond to the best of his abilities, just like how Asad did for him. As the ninja before them spoke, he listened, albeit confused that Jason would be arrested. Mistakes happened. Cato wasn’t the intuitive type of guy, either way. The police even came to his place, apparently, showing up in cuffs. How embarrassing. [/SIZE]


 

[SIZE= 14.6667px]“I assume what happens is that someone else chooses. The master, perhaps?” It felt wrong to even say their name or mention them at the moment, so he quickly shifted his topic and continued.[/SIZE][SIZE= 14.6667px] “But I guess Jason’s either going to have to break out of jail after the leader is chosen.”[/SIZE][SIZE= 14.6667px] I wonder if anyone else knows… [/SIZE][SIZE= 14.6667px]he thought. Somehow others had to be involved… [/SIZE]





Backgrounded Characters:


MayMarie is in lesbian hibernation, Felicita is approaching the North District, Isaac is waiting and asking questions, Allie is waiting on Aya and Hayley

 

[SirBlazeALot]

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Harley AKA “The Bender”[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Location:[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Lurkin’ around near the survivor -> Escaping West District[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Kickin’ It With: Jed, Melony, Iza, & Peeping Archie[/SIZE]

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]There was no way in hell that Harley was going anywhere with his newest victim. Under normal pretenses, Harley liked to be called important, but since they were here to rescue a captured Dragon, he assumed that Mel meant “important” in a “it’s really important that we take you prisoner” kind of way. He managed to get to his feet and stand with Jed, echoing after him, [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Yeah, no way!”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] And though he sounded confident in his resolve, he was hoping to make a quick escape. Fortunately, Jed had the same idea, and Harley fled behind him as soon as the smoke bombs hit the ground. It may not have been the most manly thing to do, but it was the smart thing to do.[/SIZE]


 

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Once they had escaped safely, Harley rested his hands on his knees and leaned against a building to catch his breath. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“I’m good. Really good. Thanks to you,”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] he answered honestly, realizing that his nose was no longer sore as he rubbed the bridge and felt nothing. Iza’s attempt to provoke Jed went unheard by Harley, for he was too busy trying to escape from Mel. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“What did she say? Was it more ridiculous than surrendering to the ghosts?”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] he asked, standing up straight and puffing his chest out proudly.[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] “[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Pffffft[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]! When hell freezes over! We showed those ghost bitches a thing or two, right?!”[/SIZE]


 

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Harley’s bravado had returned in full force now that they were away from the Spectres. That is until he remembered what happened to Jed’s arm. He didn’t want to fuss over him in male form, because if he was the one in Jed’s shoes he’d do just what Jed was doing now. Playing it off and pretending like it didn’t bother him. The only difference being that Harley actually believed that Jed was effortlessly tolerating the pain. Transforming himself took far less energy than it did to transform others, so she was able to assume her female form easily.[/SIZE]


 

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“What happened to your arm, Jed?”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] she asked as soon as soon as she changed. Her voice was thick with concern as she took Jed’s limp arm in her hands and inspected it. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“You really were amazing out there, Jed,”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] she marveled at the arm and continued,[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] “I don’t think I would have made it out of there if it weren’t for you,”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] which is something she would have never admitted in her male form. She gave him a tight hug. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“You were like my guardian angel!”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] When she pulled away, she suggested,[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] “We should go home and get you checked out, right?”[/SIZE]


 





[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Iza AKA “Fly”[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Location: Kickin’ It Near the Survivor[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Kickin’ It With: Harley, Jed, Male-ony, & Archie[/SIZE]

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Iza raised an eyebrow when Jed bent over laughing at her. She looked over her shoulder and then turned back to him and asked, [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“What’s so funny?” [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Was he just cracking up or did he find the fact that Melony was now a boy so hilarious that he had to stop the fight and get the cackles out of his system? She was completely oblivious to her voice being the cause.[/SIZE]


 

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Male-ony was trying to talk them into surrender, which seemed like it would be their best bet after she finished whooping Jed’s ass, but the two boys fled in a puff of smoke, causing Iza to cough gently and shut her eyes. When she opened them, the boys were gone. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Bummer,”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] she said with only a smidge of disappointment that they hadn’t managed to capture Harley. She was hoping Mel would capture the guy so she too could experience what it was like to be a boy some time. However, it was equally as fun if not more fun to experience Melony as a boy. [/SIZE]


 

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]The first obligatory question she asked was,[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] “Are you alright?”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] as she came closer to Melony. She couldn’t help but smile at his new form, it was so cool! She poked his stomach and asked, [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“How do you feel?”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] This might be the one time she could manage to be as scientifically curious as Melony was. Her focus was broken when Archie appeared from around the corner. [/SIZE]


 

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Gee, thanks for the help dildo-head,”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Iza responded dryly. She continued to inspect Melony while theorizing, [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“They didn’t say who they were with, but… why are they going around gender swapping people?” [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]she looked between the two of them and added, [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“I mean, what could they possibly have to gain from that other than a laugh?”[/SIZE]


 





[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Summer AKA “Limelight” & [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Asad AKA “The Blood Knight”[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Location:[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] The Survivor[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Kickin’ It With:[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Sean, Cato, Brax, Mori, all de Spectres in the building pretty much. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Jurriaan could go die in a hole, there was no way Summer was going to take a nail bat to the face for him. Better him than her anyway, he was a boy. That would be the gentleman thing to do. Ditching him felt more than justified. Besides, it’s not like she wasn’t coming back. She was completely oblivious to the fact that she was being followed due to being sort of frazzled, but mostly because she hadn’t thought to consider that any of them [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]could [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]follow her.[/SIZE]


 

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]When she reached the Survivor, she jumped through an open window and landed with a graceful roll into the room where all The Spectres were meeting. She didn’t see Jason around, but she did see Cato so she’d have to behave better than she normally did. That didn’t stop her from flirting with the guy due to him being the most popular one in the room at the moment. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Cato![/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Thank God you’re here, we need, like, our [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]strongest[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] guy right now~!”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] her body and eyes stopped glowing but her face certainly didn’t as she flashed the jock her gorgeous smile. [/SIZE]


 

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Unlike Asad, Summer liked public speaking, like a whole lot. Being the center of attention was exactly where she belonged. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Listen up everyone!” [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]She clapped her hands to get their attention as if entering through the window fluorescently hadn’t already done so. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“We’re like, [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]totally[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] under attack. They look, like, like [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Tigers[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] to me and they literally like, have that little European guy, so like, we should totally go save him while we can~!”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Summer sounded suuuuper peppy when she was putting on her “I’m not a scheming bitch” act, which like, totally didn’t fit like, the tone of the situation, like literally. [/SIZE]


 

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Asad’s ears perked up only when the like, totally annoying cheerleader he like, totally recognized mentioned a “little European guy.” He looked up with his eyes wide and hoped that it was the blonde guy who’d gotten stuck to him earlier that day in the 7/11. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“The guy who sticks to stuff?”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] He asked immediately, looking up at Summer with fiery eyes. If he didn’t get arrested then maybe this whole Jason thing wasn’t his fault after all.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Umm...yeah, I think so? Hey where’s Jason?”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Summer replied with a vague sense of disgust that the loner was talking to her. [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Asad put his helmet on in a hurry and closed the visor. A glowing red blade formed around his wrist and bits of armor encased his chest, legs, and arms. Without bothering to answer Summer’s question, he demanded, [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Take me to them.”[/SIZE]


 





[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Del AKA “Mr. Nice Guy”[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Location: Rooftop adjacent to the Survivor[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Kickin’ It With: Nobody, but he’s texting Jaspar[/SIZE]

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Meanwhile, Del followed Summer from a safe distance. Initially he’d been hiding behind whatever he could on the roof, but once he realized Summer wasn’t going to bother to look over her shoulder, he simply pursued her until she got into The Survivor. He ducked down behind the ledge of an adjacent building and took out his precious high tech overpriced phone. Using GPS, a feature that every smartphone has, he determined where he was and sent the address to Jaspar. Not Chikage, Jaspar. If he knew Chikage, he was probably going off on Aidan right about now, and if he knew Jaspar, he and Spade were just watching and trying not to lul, so he bet the long haired man would see the text first.[/SIZE]


 

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]He peaked over the ledge and quickly ducked back down to see if he could estimate how many Spectres were in the building. And from what he could see, there was [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]a lot. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Way more than there should be considering that he thought half of them drowned two years ago.[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Jesus Christ they must have been having some kind of meeting, why else would they all be there?[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]That was the only time The Den was packed. He looked over the edge again, but this time he looked down and spotted that more people were going inside. He followed up his address to Jaspar with a warning that there was a ton of them in the building, and that it might be best to lead them on a wild goose chase instead of going in full force.   [/SIZE]


 





[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Memphis AKA “Slow-Mo”[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Location: Strike’s Bowling Alley (Rose District)[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Kickin’ it With: Donni, Holly & Zhi[/SIZE]

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Memphis grinned widely at Donni’s response to his compliment. A promise to be there for him and a little friendly ribbing as well? Pfft. As far as Memphis was concerned, they were officially buddies now. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Thanks Donni! I won’t let you down, I promise. I’ve got your back!”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Memphis put his hands behind his back and mulled over his duties for the mission, mumbling to himself as he imagined different scenarios and how to respond to each of them. The warmth Donni had been radiating just a moment ago was gone, but Memphis didn’t notice things like that. He thought Donni was just being Donni. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Right-o, let’s get a move on,”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] he said and picked up the pace.[/SIZE]


 

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]He had a lot to learn from each of the members. Donni could teach him how to maintain his cool, and Holly could teach him how to use his Chi for as long as she could. Memphis had a very limited pool of Chi energy to draw from, due to his inability to properly meditate, lack of natural talent with Chi energy, and his discovery of his ability having been fairly recent. As such, he needed to conserve his usage, otherwise he would have sped himself and Donni up before they even left Ascension and they probably would’ve beaten Holly there. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Be cool,[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]he reminded himself. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Be patient.[/SIZE]


 

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]When the two of them reached the bowling alley he marveled at the outside of the building and exclaimed, [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Woooooow![/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] It’s [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]way[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] bigger than the one at home!”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Memphis had never been to Strike’s before, due to having been warned by his family that gangsters hung out there on a regular basis. Being a part of Rose District, Strike’s was built to amaze. It was two stories tall with nearly an entire floor dedicated to an expansive arcade. The sign on the front of the building was a bright blast of ever changing colors, reflective of the glow in the dark lanes on the inside of the building. In comparison to the East District bowling alley, which was only one story with a significantly smaller arcade. [/SIZE]



[SIZE=14.666666666666666px] [/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Lizzy AKA “Ditto” AKA Officer Hottie[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Location: Evergate Shopping Mall[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Kickin’ It With: Dale & Evey[/SIZE]


 

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]For Officer Hottie, Dale was pretty justified in giving her the puppy eyes. But for Lizzy, she was doing the most. Lizzy herself didn’t need any convincing at all to just go ahead and get costumes for the girls. The second that Dale even verbally expressed that they should do it without Remy’s permission was enough to get Lizzy to cave. As long as she brought up Remy, she technically did nothing wrong, right? And if the majority rules, Lizzy would have to just go along with her Cobra sisters’ plans. You know. To protect them![/SIZE]


 

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]While Lizzy would have been nodding vigorously next to Dale as the question was deflected to Evey, Officer Hottie gave her the same stone cold poker face she’d responded to Dale’s puppy eyes with. Even though she really wanted to, now wasn’t the time to break character. So when Evey suggested they sleep on it, she masked her disappointment. And when Evey suggested they still work on their characters, she masked her hype. What a rollercoaster of emotions. [/SIZE]


 

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Affirmative.” [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Lizzy responded, but she couldn’t do this as Officer Hottie. No, that was the wrong character to express her creative spirit.[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] “I have a contact who might be able to help with that. Wait here for her. I’m going back on patrol.”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] She held an authoritative finger at each of them and warned, [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Stay out of trouble, ladies.”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Then she left the girls in a hurry. Dale and Evey had dragged her to stores that she hated so she hadn’t bought anything, but she was about to go buy an outfit for her newest character. She knew exactly who she would need to be for this kind of job.[/SIZE]


 





[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Vaughn AKA “Anansi”[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Location: Southside Boardwalk[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Kickin’ It With: Steph & Bolt[/SIZE]


 

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Vaughn looked down from the hood of his vehicle at the underclassmen as he tightened his fist. A lot of people probably would have gone on high alert, or made some kind of threat, but Vaughn just sort of looked at him with a condescending smile and eyes that dared him to actually throw the punch, yet simultaneously doubted that he actually would. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“C’mon, bruh…”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] he said with a tinge of amusement, but somewhere deep down in that chill tone was a dangerous warning. But when Bolt started crying, Vaughn rolled his eyes and thought to himself, [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Well this sesh is ruined, [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]and scratched the back of his head in annoyance. The kid just[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] had[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] to go and make it awkward.[/SIZE]


 

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Look here, Li’l Dude,”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Vaughn swung his legs off the hood of the car and crouched down next to Bolt. He rested a hand on the guy’s back and apologized. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“I’m sorry if I hurt your feelings, but it’s the truth, man.”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] He rolled his eyes and continued, [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“You don’t have to listen, and you don’t have to like it, but it’s the truth. Go with it or don’t. I get that you wanna [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]‘be yourself’[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] and [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]‘do you’[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] and [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]whoopty whoop whoop whoop[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]; all that ego shit that people think is important…” [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Vaughn had an extremely psychedelic opinion about human ego, because he’d gone through and seen other people go through (thanks to his Chi) ego death many many times. [/SIZE]


 

[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“But you gotta understand man, you’re [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]not [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]just you. You’re [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]me[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px], you’re [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]her[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px],”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] he motioned to himself and to Steph, [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“You’re the Elder and you’re his Second, you’re a [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Cobra[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px], man. It’s not about [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]you[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px], it’s about [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]us[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px].”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Vaughn stopped touching Bolt and sat on the ground with him, bringing his legs into his chest. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“How about this man. We make a compromise. You sell sacks for me, and you get your cut, but while you’re working for me, we ween you off the white [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]slowly[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] and replace it with [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]green[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]…” [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Vaughn grinned and crawled in front of the boy and began working his Chi on him for a pleasant trip.[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] “...And all the other colors of the rainbow,”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Vaughn’s voice echoed as his skin became a pulsating rainbow of colors, and the surrounding environment became brighter and almost alien, as if it was being seen for the first time ever. Then it stopped abruptly as Vaughn sat back down, in front of Bolt this time, and pushed his hair out of his face. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“And if you decide that world isn’t for you, then you can just go back to just doing you, bro.”[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Vaughn said casually. He smiled slyly.[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] “Because that worked out [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]so well[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] for you before you landed in juvie.” [/SIZE]


 





@NyxNightmare @BlueInPassing @Danoram @RubyRose @theglassangel @Leaf Fi @Corgi 


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Glasper’s[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] waiting for Evey to get home.[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Tsu[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] is in one of the training rooms in Ascension calling the Dragons that didn’t show up to the meeting.[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Vlad [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]is shopping for fish accessories with Keimi. [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Gigi[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] is in lesbian hibernation. Everyone else is pretty irrelevant and can be dropped in for whatever y’all need if they’re needed or something. ([/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]T.K.[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px], [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Valentine[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px], [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Cielo[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px], [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Wit[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px])[/SIZE]

 

[NyxNightmare]

Vixa/Hummingbird - Blue Dragons/Healer
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The girl was practically drowning with excitement. So much could go wrong with her clumsy-ness, but these two seemed to have things together. Well, at least Lyre did anyways. Vixa couldn't really blame Nixon for forgetting where he left his bag, she herself had lost count of the tons of items she had forgotten placement of. Vixa's eyes brightened as Lyre brought up back-tracking. Though the method usually had Vixa physically tracing her steps all day, it seemed to strike a spark in Nixon's mind. "Oh! Great thinking Lyre, it looks like he remembers now." Smiling genuinely, she raised both hands into the air with congratulations. "Mission accomplished! Now let's see...Nixon do you want to pick up your bag now or later? I suppose it's important to retrieve your phone in case the code changes randomly, and...you did mention noodle shop..." Her soft eyes gazed up at the man, giving him that hungry puppy look. If it was one thing she didn't do this morning, was eat.  
  @Danoram  @RubyRose

Iris/Crimson Avenger-Black Cobras/Second in Command
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A sound sweeter than the melodies Remiel produced with his violin invited her in. Walking in, she let out a sigh of relief. It was nice to be back on familiar grounds again. That Spectre run had her beat. Her nose breathed in the savory scent of food. He thinks it's pasta huh? Letting out a small chuckle, Iris made her way over to the boiling pot. "Carefree as always hmm?" But somehow everything seemed to turn out just fine for the man. Stirring the noodles she set the spoon back on the rim before making her way back over to the fresh bowl of peaches. Her favorite. She wondered if they were Remiel's favorite too. He always seemed to have them around. Still reluctant to call him Remy, she took one of the supple peaches in her hand as she voiced, "Remiel. I've been thinking, things are heating up between the gangs at a quicker pace than usual. And this appears to be more serious than the average quarrel."  Tossing the peach around in her hand, she brought it up to her soft lips. Merely touching them to the skin of the peach. She said the thing that had been on her mind. "I think it may be in our best interests to ally ourselves with the Red Spectres." Her tone was soft, but calculating, direct. Piercing the flesh of the peach with her teeth, she let out a satisfied moan. "You must get your peaches from heaven or something. These are godly." 


Moving her gaze from the peach to Remiel, there were more things she wanted to discuss. Now that the main course of the matter had been served, she could bring light to smaller incidents. Even though he couldn't see her, she was certain he could feel her gaze upon him. "There is something else I wanted to discuss as well. I'm sure you have heard about the rumor going around about Dale sleeping with a Tiger. Though I don't normally criticize who our members choose to ...eh...mingle with, I can't say I am pleased with having one of us undermined. By a spoiled Tiger nonetheless. I can assume you aren't very pleased as well?" Taking another bite of the peach she continued, her voice a little firmer, "If this does proceed into war, this guy will have a target on his face. Or just below his waist is even better." That's right. Iris didn't take kindly to her members being wronged. This guy, if she found out who he was, might not be ever using his manly bits ever again. 


Finishing the peach, she tossed the pit into the trash, biting her lip as she pondered the final issue she wanted to bring up. With all this happening of yaoi love, she had to be certain....did Remiel have a  love for another man??!! Her cheeks flushed red with the thought. She didn't know why it should concern her at all, but there was a growing curiosity, gnawing at the back of her mind. "U-uhm...." Her voice suddenly wavered, the certainty and dignified chords faltered. "Say...." How could she ask so directly? No, she couldn't. This would have to do. "What....what exactly is your type? I mean....if you...if you wanted to date someone...? I mean...even if it's just a small attraction....n-not that it's THAT important or anything....haha..." She was fidgeting with the hem of her shorts, casting her eyes off to the side back to the peaches. Even their pleasant sight couldn't calm her heart beat. 


    @theglassangel