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[Leaf Fi]

Steph


Location: Hallways


Fuckin' around with: Glasper, Suzumaki

Steph glanced up from her phone at the sudden chipper tone Glasper had once mentioning Evey, a brow shifting upwards slightly, but she didn't pay too much attention to his excitement. Even if she did want to hang onto those gleeful words, she would have forgotten right away as he suggested she could help getting word around. "A-Although...it may not be the best idea to bring too many people into East Side for sushi. We might get too rowdy and if the Dragons are around... I-I'd rather we not get into a fight...again..." He added softly after before returning to his little emo self. Immediately, she released a loud, dramatic groan. "Dude, whaaaat?! Bullshit! That means poor Hyde can't come!" She pouted, turning her head to the side as poor Hyde poked his head from behind her shoulder. "Just look at how upset he is!" In that second, a 'D:' emoticon flashed across it's face, and Steph turned back to Glasper with a solemn shake of her head. "Poor Hyde... Now fuck off, buddy. I don't need ya." Waving a hand, she dismissed her twin and he was gone as fast as he came.


From her side now, Suzumaki piped up her own disapproval. While Steph was just joking around and would probably only tell Vaughn about the party, little shrimp here seemed to be genuinely upset that Glasper didn't want a fight. The smaller of the two linked their arms together which took the grey haired woman by surprise, and she shot her a questioning glance. It didn't last so long that she would notice, but if Glasper was looking at the two, he would most likely notice her confusion. "What kind of gangie doesn't enjoy a good fight, haah?" Moving from a middle finger, a hip bump and then running behind Stephanie to hop on her back, she could have sworn that the red head was on some sort of crack made for chipmunks. "W-woah..." The words dropped out of her mouth as a reaction to the following events. After securely hooking her hands under Suzumaki's knees and doing a little hop to position the other a little better, Steph then let out her own cheer, "Yeah! It's! What! We're! All! Ah! Bouuuuuuuut!" before jumping at the end, allowing the girl on her back to holler or whoop in joy. Suzu has pretttty big reactions after all, so it was kind of expected from her. However, as her feet hit the ground again, she allowed the right side of her mouth to push upwards in a lopsided smile, eyes softening.


'There isn't gonna be a fight, babe.' She mouthed to the male. As much as Steph enjoyed a good rumble, even she could tell that tonight wasn't perhaps the best night for one.


@SirBlazeALot @Danoram

Solomon


Location: Study hall


Talking to: Cielo, Keagan and Stanley, the babe

Solomon was definitely surprised by the change in mind, especially from the feisty little devil Cielo. If anyone was to accept his offer, he'd expect it to be Keagan as he's a lot meeker and sweeter than the little woman, but hey, he wasn't going to complain. Stopping in his tracks, he glanced behind his shoulder to check if the girl didn't experience some sort of head trauma that made her change her mind, but she just flew past him before he could even look at her. Instead, he just stared over at the other male, raising both brows incredulously, but the other seemed to avoid any eye contact with him. It didn't hurt his feelings or anything: it just felt like Keagan was intimidated more than anything, and it made the taller man feel a little bad. Nothing that would kill him, but it did leave a bit of a bad feeling in his stomach... Then again, that could just be the flu saying hello.

Following after the two in what was pretty much a walking pace for Solomon, he crossed his arms over his chest and inhaled deeply. From his position he could just about hear what the plan entailed, but didn't make much of an indication that he did. There was no point in saying it was good or requesting a change in his eyes, after all. He was intruding enough as it is, and being allowed to go was enough to keep him content. I mean, he was able to know first hand that these two little shorties were gonna be fine, and that was exactly what he wanted.

@SirBlazeALot @RubyRose
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[SirBlazeALot]

Gigi

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Location: The Den, MayMarie's Room


Kickin' It With: MayMarie (and all White Tigers via social media)

A satisfied smile sat upon Gigi's face once May gave in. She puckered her lips and made an obnoxious kissy face at May's comment about the spanking. "If you wanna act like a little ass girl you're gonna get treated like one~" Gigi backed away, and quite honestly, felt quite good about herself. Though she didn't realize it, Gigi was also pretty spoiled. She may like to think she's in touch with reality, but she can be a real brat too if things aren't being done her way. And she got her way, so she was satisfied.


She glanced down at May's box of family photos and nodded. "Cross my heart," she replied casually. But if May had the ability to read minds like she did, then maybe, just maybe, she'd know that Gigi was lying like a motherfucker. In all honesty, had May said nothing about it, she probably would have stayed away from them, but now her curiosity was getting the better of her.


Once the conversation shifted over to their mission, Gigi became equally as serious until the comment about her ass. "Hmm you're right, your Chi is really weak and it already has to support your fucking ego. I might be the straw that breaks the camel's back," she said sarcastically. She paced slowly and for reals stated, "The Cobras are idiots, but they know their way around. They practically live on the streets, right? So I doubt he was lost...I want to know why Cobras were in our territory. They could be planning something. We're not gonna find him now, that's too risky." She thought aloud as May fixed herself up in the mirror. "Let's go back to La Lune through the picture and see what we can learn."


When May was ready, Gigi nodded, but frowned and lowered her eyebrows at May's criticism of her fashion sense. Why meeee she thought and her face became hot with frustration. She clenched her fists at her sides and was about to go off before she remembered something. A devious grin struck her face and she loosened up and took out her phone. "The latest trend, huh?" she asked in a calm tone that betrayed the malice in her heart at the moment. "Lets see about that~" Gigi said as she posted the picture she took earlier of the passed out, disheveled, dick face MayMarie on Instagram. She tagged her in it and captioned it "#nofilter" for all of the White Tigers and pretty much anyone else from the school (or weird random followers that people get on Instagram lmfao) to see. And of course, her instagram was also linked to all of her other social media.


And within a few seconds it got a like and a comment from Del. The comment was just a bunch of laughing emojis.


@theglassangel


(I would tag all White Tigers but Instagram isn't like texting so yeah)


Cielo


Location: Leaving BDHS


Kickin' It With: Keagan & Solomon

Ew, planning. Not Cielo's strongest quality, as demonstrated last night. However, this seemed like a relatively easy lick to pull. "No, here's what we do," she answered Keagan while walking swiftly and pushing a door open leading outside as if it had killed her family. She was concerned now that they were going outside that she might run into Tsu or Isaac, so her speech came out rather rapidly and nervous sounding as her eyes darted from side to side.


"First we get changed. By then your bugs should know where Leon is, right? Make sure they know what they're using to bind him and how many guards he has. If he's in chains? Pffft, we're golden since we've got metalhead with us. If he has a lot of guards, we sneak up right where they're keeping Leon, break through the wall, grab him, and run. If he doesn't have a lot of guards..." Cielo grinned and giggled menacingly. "We'll beat the shit out of 'em for taking him to begin with! Then they'll think twice next time they wanna pick on a Dragon!" Cielo's fist struck her palm and she stopped walking in front of the school.


When it had just been her and Keagan, it would have been easy for her to just lift herself and the boy up into the air and visit their houses to get changed and head off. But now, she thought it would just be faster if they just separated and met back up. "Lets split up, go get changed -- neutral colors Godzilla you stick out enough as it is -- and meet back up at the... bus stop near Mimi's. That one goes straight to West District. We'll be cutting it close, but that should give us at least an hour before they're out of class right?" In truth, Cielo had no idea what time the Spectres were out of school, she was basing their clock off of her own school.


@RubyRose @Leaf Fi


Vaughn


Location: His car in the BCHS Parking Lot


Kickin' It With: Remy& Audence


Texting: All the god damn Cobras

Vaughn leaned back and smiled at the ceiling as Audence went on a mini rant about the girls in the gang. When he finished, Vaughn sighed softly and teased, "Audie, you're just jealous because I didn't pick you." He echoed behind Remy's sentiments as well, but in a lot less of an eloquent manner. "Yeah dude. Plus like...that ass. Steph's ass is a damn masterpiece bro," Vaughn said through high ass chuckles. While the two of them playfully fought over the Fritos, which were apparently causing orgasms in Audence's mouth, Vaughn continued his doodle of Felicita.


He grinned when Remy finally started playing and shocked himself at how amazing he sounded. "Hmmmm..." Vaughn looked at his phone and nodded. "Audie's favorite human being on the planet Steph is down but class is gonna start soon. Are you guys tryna skip? Me and Steph are definitely skipping... and I'm probably not gonna come back cause like...heh heh I haven't been to class all day, ya know? Why even bother ya know?" He asked, and realizing he had his phone out, that meant he'd be in charge of texting...fucking everyone to see who wanted to skip class and smoke.


Luckily, he'd arranged all the gang members by gender in two groups in his phone: Cobruhs and Hoebruhs. Although, he probably should have arranged them by smokers and nonsmokers, because there were people like Iris whom he knew wouldn't want to partake in the marijuanas. Still, maybe since Remy's here she might show up.

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Cobruhs

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whos tryna skip and smoke rn?

Hoebruhs

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whos tryna skip and smoke rn?

@theglassangel @Danoram @Leaf Fi @NyxNightmare @Bedbae @BlueInPassing


Lizzy


Location: BCHS


Kickin' It With: Evey

Sake of course. This is Suzumaki we're talking about. "East Shima?" Lizzy repeated incredulously. What was she gonna wear to East Shima? Bruce Lee costume, duh. Evey asked to borrow her Catwoman costume and Lizzy's face lit up. I'm talking a giant grin. She fucking loved to see other people in her costumes. Especially when they played the part. If she was the leader of the Cobras, she'd force everyone to wear a costume and play a part all the time. "Of fucking COURSE you can borrow my Catwoman costume! You're gonna look hot as fuck!" She squealed with excitement, clapping her hands rapidly. Then she had to think of her own underhanded way to get the alcohol.


Lizzy had three options for going about getting the alcohol. First: she could ask her dad. That might be a bad idea though because then her mom might find out that she's drinking again despite the fact that she got plastered last night. Second: she'd have to borrow an ability that would allow her to purchase alcohol. Or three, she could do what Evey's doing: wear a hot costume and hope that a cashier at an Asian market around here would be too pervy to card her. This might take some time. There was also the issue of her being quite low on cake herself, but she could always just rob someone in Rose district for that.


"So wait wait wait. You're getting cake, I'm getting sake, then we go shopping, and then we go sushi? Or do we get cake, get sake, go sushi, go shopping with Suz?" She asked, and then her mouth widened with excitement. "Or do we make like a banana and split out of here, go shopping, then you go cake, then I go sake, and then we go sushi?" She did have to go power shopping anyway. Shopping was usually a good place to meet people with high varieties of Chi. Plus, getting alcohol without her Dad's help was gonna be an ordeal, she'd need quite a bit of time to get a fuckton of sake in Shima. Her own phone buzzed and she quickly looked at Vaughn's text. "Or we can get blazed and force Vaughn to drive us to the mall and go shopping?"


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Glasper


Location: Black Cobra High, wandering about


Kickin' It With: Suzumaki, Steph


Textin': Evey and all male Cobras

Glasper watched as Suzumaki lost her shit and got riled up talking about the fight. That was unnecessary he thought meely while she flipped him the bird and then crawled on top of Steph's shoulders like Spider-Man or something. And as he expected, Stephanie also backed this hype, forcing Glasper's eyes down to the ground and his face to turn pink for being a shitty Cobra. He looked back up, and was about to tell Suzumaki that he'd start a fight just for her, since it was her birthday and all, but he surprisingly caught Steph mouthing something to him. "Wh-Wha--" he mumbled at first before two things happened: He realized from Steph's expression what she was trying to communicate and his phone went ham on the texts and his stomach dropped cause he thought Evey sent him one of those texts that are so big it takes two messages to send. Those are either really good, or really bad.


"What was I thinking Suz, of cooourse we'll get in a fight," Glasper said in a "wink wink" kind of tone as he brought his screen up to his eyes. Thank fuck one of the texts was from Vaughn and the other was from Evey. Close one. He replied to Vaughn and apparently every other male in the gang quickly and rushed to Evey's text. And oh boy did he wish he hadn't. The poor guy's eyes widened because the message was extremely hard to decipher. Okay, not really, but it is when you're overthinking it. The winky face. The word "date". The two jk's. The fact that she was short on cash. IS IT A DATE OR IS IT NOT A DATE? IS SHE JKING ABOUT JKING OR IS SHE JUST SAYING JK TWICE!? DOES SHE WANT ME TO MAKE IT A DATE!? DOES SHE NOT WANT ME TO MAKE IT A DATE AM I SUPPOSED TO PAY!? WHAT IS THIS!? Emo Jesus's breath became shorter and more rapid as he struggled to type a response back when all he wanted to do was return to elementary school when this shit was just so simple. His response was short as fuck and also fucked up because he knew he probably looked really fucking weird in front of Steph and Suz right now.

Evey

them

heyyy, what's up? :3 wanna meet @ funworld after school?

me

hi :3 actually around dinner time i'm planning on taking suz out for sushi for her birthday. do you wanna go cake shopping with me? i was going to ask lizzy to get drinks and stuff for a kickback tonight too

them

i'm cool with cake <3 i think lizzy's cool w/drinks~

me

ok! i will meet you after school then. tell lizzy to get lots of sake

them

deal, it's a date ;) . jk jk i'll b there, bit short on cash tho

me

i cna pay

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can*

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Vaughn, Auden...

them

whos tryna skip and smoke rn?

me

im ok im gonna go to class. thanks though!

@Danoram @Leaf Fi @theglassangel @Bedbae @RubyRose @BlueInPassing

 

[Danoram]

Nakazajo "Rocchi" Chikage

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Location: (WTHS) Cafeteria: Standing at the trash cans | Interacting/Mentioned: Felicita, (Jasper & Tara in Tara's post)

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Chikage just stared at Felicita with blinking eyes as she informed him of her having bought him several designer shirts... and fedoras!? Fedoras are great. He was taken back a little, wondering why she felt the need to do such a thing. Was she just being a good sport? Did he miss out on some sort of present-giving event? Oh wait, yesterday. Now it makes a bit of sense. Even so, she didn't have to do that! Chikage smiled with the tilt of his head and rubbed awkwardly at the back of his neck, "My...~ Feclita, thank you, but... there was..." The guy gave a light sigh before chuckling, "I appreciate it." While still happy to have been thought of, Chikage felt as though he burdened Felicita. She wasted time out of her day, as well as money, to buy him some new clothes because he wasn't careful enough to keep his own in tact. Though, he decided not to say anything because it could hurt her feelings. The most important thing here, now... is that, thinking back on it, her reaction when trying to tell him was absolute.


You don't find many girls as cute as the White Tiger's second in command. After the hug, Chikage cheekily made his way over to the trash cans to throw away what he was done with - the meatball sub would be saved for later, or taken home and given to his grandfather. He sent a smile and wave to the cooks behind the marbled serving counters, then turned to find a classmate getting all up in his face. "You keepin' that sub?" The guy asked, and Chikage raised a brow, glancing down at the sandwich in his hand, then glaring back up at the bastard, who held his hands up and laughed while backing away, "Okay, okay... just askin'..." The thought of some douche bag chowing down on food bought with his money sort of pissed Chikage off. Then again... would he save a starving man? Yes. Yes, he would. But you know that fucker's got money - look at the school he goes to. Anyway, Chikage stood for a moment in thought, the events from last night still itching at him. He bit down on his thumb, "So, she didn't /forget/ anything at my place. Then that means we're in no hurry to leave here..." Randomly, Chikage grinned with chink eyes up at the ceiling as he pictured Felicita searching around for clothes to buy him, then immediately took on a more serious demeanor again. "...After school we can stop by my place and I'll change. Felicita will probably want to change too, no? I'll ask her about it."


Right as the leader went to step forward and make his way back over to Fel, he suddenly found said girl standing beside him with an admirable look in her eyes. Chikage blinked down at her, appearing slightly surprised at what she had to say. "I think the only way to do that is by infiltrating the base... It seems risky, but that was the first thing that came into my head." To rescue the Dragon member from the Spectres would mean choosing sides, Chikage knew this, but while he doesn't want to choose any side over the fact that it would mean making enemies, he also knew that something was starting, and they're lucky they even have a choice. It's either Spectres or Dragons... and as of right now, Chikage's aiming for the Dragons; they're much more trustworthy than those red bastards who the white's could easily buy over if enough was offered up. Chikage gazed down at the floor for a moment, then pinched a few strands of Felicita's hair with a smile, "I think it's a great idea... However, I don't want to blindly send someone out. There's a chance that the Dragons are already planning to rescue their member, as well, so the possibility of meeting Emerald there is probably fifty-fifty. Either the two of us can go and bring someone along with us, or we can send three out. Four is as high as I'll go, and MayMarie isn't an option." He paused for a second. "Ah, unless, Felicita... It would probably be best if you or I sought out Emerald directly from the East District, while the other accompanies the small group to the West, no?"


@theglassangel @RubyRose @(Feelin' hype as fuck.)

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Emelia "Shakespeare" Dawson

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Location: (WTHS) Sitting at baseball bleachers | Interacting/Mentioned: Jeddidia, Spade & Olivia

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Emelia did realize she'd been busted in her study of the pink haired woman, but she didn't think much of it considering the charming smile that was offered, in which Emelia smiled back before glancing down at the phone in her lap. Luckily Olivia didn't ask why she was staring at her, because she wouldn't have known what to say, and that would've been embarrassing. The pink-haired girl plopped herself down beside the two, closest to Emelia, "Oh Jed, it look like you're getting enough love as it is!" For some reason, Olivia's way of speaking put Emelia on edge. "Four is simply too large! Although, I suppose three... Three isn't so bad. Wouldn't you agree, Em-e-li-a?" A pale-blue brow was lifted at these words, and Emelia tilted her head, "Mh- What?" She asked.


Her focus was more towards what Spade had said about a fight? A fight? "Was there a fight?" She wondered, but before she could inquire any further - missing what he had to say to Olivia - the guy was already making his way down the bleachers. I guess she could ask Jeddidia too, though... seeing as that's who Spade was talking to at the time. "Any particular reason you're making eyes at Emelia?" Thinking that this was directed towards her, Emelia flinched, sending Jed a look of surprise. She had heard him wrong at first... Thank the lord he wasn't asking why she was making eyes. A light pink filled her cheeks at what the golden-eyed tiger had to say next. She was his at the moment? What is that supposed to mean?


A sense of frustration warmed over her. Emelia belongs to no one; though, her heart may very well belong to Jeddidia, but she is not a thing! What is this!? She wanted so very bad to say something about his way of wording things, but decided not to. The air seemed so much more stuffy now that Olivia was here. "So, calling those two over makes me feel like you don't want to be alone with me. What's wrong Emmie?" Emelia put up a troubled expression as she met the guy's gaze, "That's not it at all. I wanted to talk with you in the first place, which is why I came. It just felt rude to notice them and not say anything about it..." Glancing back down at her lap, her face turned red, "A-Also, wha-what do you mean, I'm... Y-Yours? For the- the, uh, moment...the moment...?"


@RubyRose @NyxNightmare @Leaf Fi @(I was really distracted while writing this one. Everyone in my house seems to favor my assistance whenever I finally get to sit down and write.)

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Tara "Freaky Friday" Rose

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Location: (WTHS) Student Council's Room | Interacting/Mentioned: Jasper, Chikage, Felicita

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Tara unconsciously found herself tugging at the ends of her short hair as she watched Jasper situate his own. She pursed her lips at the thought of a guy having a better mane than herself. From behind, if he wasn't so tall, Jasper could easily be mistaken as a chick. "Totally..." An amused, but slim smile grew on the girl's lips as she let out a tiny snicker, turning her head as though trying to hide her face - where, if asked why she was laughing, she'd tell him straight up. Tara nodded along with Jasper as he spoke, making a face that said she agreed 100% with what he was saying.


"Yeah, yeah, you're probably right." She bounced a finger, then blinked when the guy started out of the room. Her feet already moved to follow alongside him before she was even ready, but eventually she caught up, instinctively looking both ways as they stepped out into the hallway to avoid running into anyone. Too many times, she has had to help people pick up their belongings, but not today. The two tigers walked arm in arm at an even pace through the crowds of students. Tara could make out a few of them as classmates, and even thought she saw a familiar face known as Otie Day for a second, but it turns out it was just someone as equally big-boned as him. Otie is one of Tara's favorite people. "Such a pushover, but a nice guy..." She thought to herself, comically.


By the time they reached the cafeteria and spotted Chikage talking with Felicita near the trash cans, Tara's eyes gaped wide. She sent Jasper a cheery look and snickered with a thumbs up, "As always, you were right." It seemed as though no matter what - even if the sky was falling - Jasper always manages to do things in style. If the world was coming to an end, and Jasper was there, everything would seem so much cooler. He's a walking legend. Someone could slam a pie into his face, and he'd look cool. Now Tara kind of wants to shove pie in his face, but that would total ruin their relationship, so she bit back the urge. "...Maybe if I win the bet... Naaaah, naaaah! That's cruel." The girl laughed to herself; though, upon hearing a little something about the west, her smile dropped, and she cocked her hip a little with a questioning gaze on the leader. "The West?"


@RubyRose @theglassangel

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Audence "Puppet Master" Valor

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Location: Hotboxing a car | Interacting/Mentioned: Vaughn, Remiel

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"Audie, you're just jealous because I didn't pick you." Vaughn says. Because Audence totally has a man-crush on him. Like, totally. Sadly, Audence wasn't born with the ability to take jokes for longer than fourty-five minutes. Once that time's up, he's just sort of the biggest bummer there is. Which, after what he had to say about the female members of his gang, I don't think he can be anymore of a bummer than that. No, he definitely can. "I'm not." He spat while shoving into his mouth another chip before they were suddenly ripped from his loving arms.


The blonde's jaw dropped as he watched his leader chow down on the delicious Fritos. While it irritated him, he was still entertained, and was kind of expecting that. A small laugh escaped him, but then he looked kind of annoyed, "I mean, sure... she can party, but sometimes it's alright to chill out and not try to get on everyone's nerves." He argued, really wanting to get his point across; though, he couldn't care less if the other boys continued to disagree. Audence just didn't like loud and obnoxious people - especially if they're girls.


The guy leaned back in his seat and rested his arms behind his head, wondering where the hell the joint went, but being a little too lazy to ask. I bet once they step out of the car it'll feel like a whole new world. Most definitely. Opening one eyes, he glanced down at whatever the hell Vaughn was drawing, then focused on Remiel's music, only to let out a small laugh at how surprised the leader was. "Sounds great, bro... You should play, like... some old rock on that thing. That'd be cool as fuck." Audence wasn't your biggest music fan, but he did like some older stuff. You know, the kind of songs you hear your parents talk about. Now, back to Vaughn's drawing. "Dude, what the hell is that?" He asked with a wrinkled nose, then withdrew his attention to search for the missing joint, "Did the joint burn out?" There was a buzzing vibration from the back of the blonde's pocket, but he made no mind to check it... not at first, anyways. He knew the first one was just Vaughn, but then his phone started spazzing out, and he quickly removed the device from where it was to see who all it could be.

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Vaughn, Aud...

them

Vaughn: whos tryna skip and smoke rn?

them

Glasper: im ok im gonna go to class. thanks though!

them

Boltius: Da fuck is this!?

them

Boltius: Tf you got my num for bitch!?

them

Boltius: Ill smoke.

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Audence: don't come

Vaughn, Aud...

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Joe: I'm fucking grounded so fuck you guys...save some for me please

@SirBlazeALot @theglassangel

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Suzumaki "Skeleton Jack" Arakai

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Location: (BCHS) Standing in the halls | Interacting/Mentioned: Glasper & Stephanie

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Suzumaki was hype as fuck, right now. She had Stephanie cheering along with her, which totally meant a fight was gonna go down tonight. But where?! Would it take place with Dragons in the East District while they're chowing down on delicious sushi, or would the Cobras have some buck ass brawl somewhere in Funland!? I guess it's a wait and find out kind of thing. "Yeah! It's! What! We're! All! Ah! Bouuuuuuuut!" Steph cheered along, sending Suzumaki into an even hyper fit. Unknowing of the other girl's little hint to Glasper that nothing would actually go down, which it totally would, because if no one else made sure of it, the little red-head would, Suzumaki stepped towards Glasper and gripped both of his shoulders while throwing her head back and using him as support to assure that she didn't fall down, "Yeheheheeees!"


After that, she turned around and did the same thing to Stephanie, but stopped after her stomach suddenly growled. Her bright-red eyes gaped wide as she stared up at Stephanie with a look of confusion, wondering if she'd heard wrong. Was it her stomach, or was it Steph's? Another rumble sounded, so a small hand was placed to her tummy, and she rubbed gently. "Glas..." She started, but stopped to wait for him to finish staring down at his phone. What was he getting so worked up over? Suzumaki noticed the way he was breathing, but figured maybe he just... maybe he just had some problems. He's probably nervous about what kind of present to get her. That's totally it. Finally, once he was done, "Glasper, have you eated yet?... Stephanie, you too?" The girl asked.


@SirBlazeALot @Leaf Fi @(Suzumaki's phone is at home.)

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Brooklyn "Vincent Van Gogh" Austin

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Location: (BDHS) Spare Gym | Interacting/Mentioned: Isaac

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"Brooklyn... that's just ridiculous." The short girl flinched at these words, pausing in the middle of removing her other shoe. "Not the whole shoe topic, but climbing up a flight of stairs is one of the earliest forms of exercise one gets as a child, regardless of how little." Dejectedly hanging her head, Brooklyn pursed her lips and fought back tears. "I was just exaggerating a little..." And now Isaac would neeeever know that. She felt useless. If only she could draw up a cooler and tougher version of herself and just... disappear from the public for the rest of her life. At least, since the art can't talk, no one would have to listen to her ramble on about how this and that, and everything else in the world will kill them.


"It's just that..." She started, but decided to just keep quiet for now. "Have you attempted a jumping jack? Perhaps 50 of them?" The question lifted the girl's head. Brooklyn gazed up at Isaac with a pained expression, then stood slowly to her feet, dusting off her butt and finally kicking off her other shoe. "I can try..." She whispered while stepping away from the guy to make room. Jumping jacks shouldn't be too hard - it only really requires your legs, right? Wrong. Brooklyn took a deep breath, briefly glancing over at Isaac. It was kind of embarrassing to have some cute guy watch you fail over and over, but... that's every day for Brooklyn. Most of the members of the gang were, like, none below a seven... I mean, except for Brooklyn.


Finally, with a heavy exhale, the short girl began her jumping jacks. Luckily her skirt was worn longer than most, or else her white granny panties would be flashed to the world - not that Isaac would really care. Brooklyn was doing good. She was gettin' through these fifty jumping jacks like they were nothing. I guess it's also a good thing she hasn't eaten yet. In her head, she counted how many jumps were done, "Fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen..." and continued on up until twenty-seven. That's when there was a growing pain in her side. At first she just sort of ignored it, but by the time she reached thirty-five, it was officially declared appendicitis. "I-Isaac!" Brooklyn dropped to her knees while clutching her side with both hands; she even started to hyperventilate. "This... Is... why... Phuuuuu~!... I don't... work ouuuuut!"


@theglassangel

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Nixon "Dry Ice" Thorn

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Location: (BDHS) Hallways | Interacting/Mentioned: Lyre and Diana

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"Damn it Nix." Diana's curse had Nixon staring over at her with wide eyes that showed no signs of blinking any time soon; he just stared. Like, it's perfectly fine for him to show frustration over forgetting a detail or two to one of his favorite stories, but for someone else to say such a thing in a way that makes it seem like they're pushing some kind of blame over on him is a no. He felt angry within the brief moment before Diana's little apology and nervous laugh, then he just sort of brushed it off with a kind smile and wave of the hand, "No, no, it's fine! It is my bad, after all... You're good, D."


"I think that she at least reached for the flower but I don't know if she picked it." Lyre stated, causing Nixon to immediately face her with a nod, "Yeah, yeah! That's what I was thinking!" He exclaimed. A sigh of relief escaped him, and his shoulders slumped. So, it's not that he necessarily forgot the detail, he was just a little confused. Wrapping an arm around Diana's shoulder, Nixon laughed, "Oh, what a relief!" Now he wouldn't have to go home and tell his mom about how low his story-telling abilities have fallen. What a momma's boy.


When Lyre started on telling the story, herself, Nixon's eyes gaped wide and a large grin tugged at the corners of his lips. He had a small idea on what she was trying to do, but wasn't totally sure. Isn't it great to have friends? To think that when he was still living in New Jersey, he didn't have a single one - except for the teachers at his old school... they all seemed to like him pretty well. "Alright Nixon, now that the flower picking question is out of the way, if you can take it from here..." Nixon threw his head back and laughed while patting Lyre on the head, arm still wrapped around Diana - she felt so small. He would've ruffled her hair, but he didn't wanna mess it up. "Yaha~! Alright, alright, alright! You got it!"


Finally, clearing his throat, the guy pointed towards the sky and took a deep breath, "With the disappearance of all three daughters, a loving mother was suddenly left alone. For years, I'd assume, she wept and wept... all the way up until her son, who was but a child when his sisters went missing, turned into a man! A tall youth, as the story put it." Nixon paused. "One day, the son asked what was bothering his mother so bad, and she told him the story. With that, he asked for her blessing, then set out to find the three girls!... After long, with nothing to count for as adventure, the son came upon a group of three guys fighting in the road. He asked what was going on, and they explained to him that their father, who had passed, left them with: a pair of boots that will take a person wherever they wish to go, a key to unlock any given door in the world, and a cap... a cap to grant invisibility!" As each item was listed, Nixon held up a finger, but upon reaching the cap, he jumped forward and held his fists in the air.


@RubyRose @Bedbae

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(I'll wait on @BlueInPassing for Leon and Archie. Keimi is backgrounded until Vlad returns, lol.)

 

[Bedbae]

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Jason - Red Spectres (Leader)

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Location: 7-11


With: Jurrian & Asad
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He kind of felt pity for Asad. The dude seemed out of it as he knelt down in front of him. Jason looked back to see the crowd increasing in numbers. Come on. His two underlings weren't the only ones feeling anxiety. With this commotion the cops were sure to arrive soon and that was a no no. Not more trouble for Jason.


His face expressed happiness as Jurrian started exclaiming how it was working. Of course it would work if the leader said it would. The small kid dropped to the ground but got up quick. Jason was surprised though as the blondie crawled to him and hugged his waist. "Dank je, dank je, dank je!" Not knowing what that meant, Jason just grinned at him as he rubbed his leg, feeling awkward. Jurrian picked up a lollipop and gave it to Asad. It was obvious he didn't mean harm. He then held up his index finger as he looked at Jason then proceeded to apologize to the clerk. He dashed out soon after.


"DAMN IT!" Not one, not two but three of his people left him. He glared at Asad with rage in his eyes. If there was one thing he hated it was people you trust leaving you. He walked up to the clerk and whispered something in his ear. He looked back at Asad and nodded his head sideways telling him to follow him. "Fuckin bullshit dawg," he told himself.


@SirBlazeALot @Leaf Fi

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Diana - Blue Dragons

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Location: Walking

With: Lyre, Nixon
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The harsh comment resulted in some awkwardness. She could have said it in a more polite method but she was in the zone to hear the story. Nixon took it fine. At least that was over. Lyre helped Nixon with the story as Diana walked beside them, feeling embarrassed. She walked quietly listening as Lyra talked who reached for what flower and why.


Nixon started to recall things and took over as he wrapped his arm around her. Diana was quite surprised as she jerked a little. This was already more contact she had gotten with another boy other than family...(don't think wrong you dirty fuckers). Back to the story, Diana felt sorry for the whole family; the daughters disappeared, the mother was left alone, the brother was clueless and alone. For some reason, the items the brothers had that the little brother found in his adventure reminded her of Harry Potter. "Does this remind you of the story in Harry Potter about the three brothers or this that just me?" She was a huge Potter head so the story was definitely getting good.


@RubyRose @Danoram

 

[hosaki]

Russ Coleman

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Location: Red Specter High, Outside


Interacting With: Archie (@Danoram), Cato (@theglassangel), Sean (@RubyRose)


As the pink-haired man sidled up to him, Russ felt strangely cornered. His eyes darted to the slight boy who'd seemed to be the most trusting of the lot, fixating on the blonde with the desperation of a man at sea clinging to a life raft. Sean's naiveté made his job a bit easier, but the Specter's enthusiasm was enough to make him feel a pang of guilt. Unfortunately, there was no way the kid could have caught onto Russ's discomfort under the combined scrutiny of the others. Archie's arm, now slung around Russ's shoulder, made him squirm: he couldn't rid himself of the image of a noose tightening around his neck. A sidelong peek met with droopy eyes and an unreadable smile. They had a sinister quality to them, though he couldn't say if that was the man's natural look or his own overactive imagination speaking. More like a boa constrictor, Russ amended. The Cobra was not the brightest bulb in the pack, but he had developed a sense for danger that he secretly prided himself in, and this opportunity reeked much like he did at the moment.





Fighting back the urge to whimper, he quickly nodded at Archie's suggestion though his expression remained troubled. Relief at the imminent success of his mission could not overcome the bad feeling welling up in his gut. He distractedly mumbled an 'uh-huh' in response to the new name Travis, his gaze swiveling to the Unlikeable Blondie. Yeah, that would be the guy's new nickname -- mentally at least, since Blondie's real name was apparently Cato. And while he was at it, Pink and Smiley were perfect for the other two. In the process of naming them, he missed much of what Cato was saying, save for the last part about texting the Cardinal. He nodded again and shifted uneasily. A bit longer and he could go home, shower, and sleep -- he needed that shower.


Idly, Russ wondered how Oliver and Iris were doing. Almost as if it had been reading his mind, his phone vibrated with a new notification causing him to jerk back in alarm. Iris couldn't have had crappier timing, choosing to send her text now. He looked across the school campus in an attempt to play off his reaction, with no intention of checking his phone. Hey, he might not be that smart, but he was intelligent to know not to whip out proof of enemy correspondence during an infiltration mission. Hopefully it wasn't anything too important.

Hayley Fang

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Location: The Survivor


Interacting With: Leon (@Danoram), Vladimir (@SirBlazeALot)


At Leon's self-important tidbit about not being in debt to a Specter, Hayley could only raise an eyebrow. It wasn't as if she was doing this for his thanks or for the Dragons' gratitude. And did he have to snap the chopsticks to make his point? He was being too dramatic, and Hayley was not interested in playing samurai at the moment. Pride and honor, she mimicked internally. This guy's a pain in the ass. She was just about to say so when the man made a sudden 180 from his previous attitude, sitting down obediently to eat. Still frowning, she pocketed the bills and sat down in front of him, watching him try to eat with a sort of dumbfounded look. It was the sort of look one gave to an exotic animal that was slightly grotesque or ugly, but still fascinating enough to take your attention. In cruder words, the rough equivalent of 'What the fuck'.


Thankfully, the tension in the room was diffused by Vladimir's sudden entrance. Hayley quickly rose to her feet, feeling as if she had been caught with her hand in the cookie jar. The truth was the two years she'd spent in the Red Specters had not enlightened her at all in the workings of her upperclassmen's minds. Her guilt was immediately dismissed by her more rational side (preventing a tragedy of neglect in the Survivor was hardly a crime, right?) and by Vladimir's affectionate hug. She stiffened at the contact, unsure of how to respond and not particularly thrilled at reciprocating the motion. A brotherly pat on the back was the most she could manage. "It took a bit of trouble," Hayley admitted.

 

[Leaf Fi]

Steph


Location: Hallways


Fuckin' around with: Glasper, Suzumaki

Around a second or two after Glasper had received his text from Vaughn, Steph felt her phone begin to vibrate again, then once more. Damn, she was getting popular. Allowing the small girl to hop off her back safely, Stephanie just watched for a second as she celebrated before rolling her eyes. 'Stupid shrimp.' She mused with a chuckle, ruffling her hair after Suzu did the same to herself as she did with Glasper. Then, for some reason, Suzumaki just stopped and stared up at Steph with wide eyes. Did she have something on her face? Cocking a brow she planted a hand on her waist and opened her mouth to question the other, but a growl beat her to it. A growl from Suzumaki's stomach, to be correct. Was that why she stared at her? In case she would hear? Oh God, how adorably innocent. The grey haired woman had to resist the urge to snort and tease the life out of the other.


"Glas..." Suzumaki muttered lowly, but stopped as she gazed towards him. Steph followed with her eyes too, and she blinked at the significantly paler male staring at his phone. The fuck happened to him? It appeared like he majorly fucked up somehow, and her own phone popped into mind. Did he secretly text her something? Or, maybe, he sent the wrong thing to her that was meant for a very special person...? Oh God, the thought of a nude sent from him was fucking hilarious and a once in a lifetime chance to recieve, so her own phone was fished back out as swiftly as a swooping hawk. Unfortunately, it was just a group text and... The butch lesbian. Ugh. No fun. She didn't even bother to open the messages and shoved the mobile back to its home, and when she glanced up again, Glasper had finished too and Suzumaki was able to finish her sentence.


"Lunch? Nah. I'm meeting up with Vaughn after lunch so I was gonna grab something then." Steph answered with a shrug. "I could go for something now, but only if you ask nicely, Suzy.~" Cooing with a wink, the grey haired woman leaned downwards towards Suzumaki with a 'sweet' toothy grin, stopping just so she was around face level with the other.


@SirBlazeALot @Danoram

Solomon


Location: Leaving BDHS


Talking to: Cielo, Keagan and Stanley, the babe

Wow. Metalhead, really? He's standing right there, Cielo! Anyways, Solomon didn't really mind being called such a thing. Sure, it made his brows furrow and the usual frown on his lips to pull downwards a little further, but he didn't really care too much with the nickname. At least this time he didn't get poked in the abs.

Listening to the rushed plan and making sure to remember it, the tall male nodded along as he followed the two in front. To him, the words coming from Cielo's mouth were the exact same that came from Tsu but modified ever so slightly so he could fit in too. There was no point in requesting a change nor asking if he could confirm this over with the leader, so what really was there to say? If he was more a playful type, maybe a teasing 'Aye aye, captain!' would have been said, or a 'You got it!', but he wasn't. The one thing he could have commented on was the shady glances the short girl was throwing around as they walked. Those definitely caught him a little off guard, but there was no chance to speak up about it. Both Cielo's lips and legs were going at seventy miles per second, so interrupting wouldn't be wise. The only time he did speak up was when they were outside and she had finished up with a question; "We'll be cutting it close, but that should give us at least an hour before they're out of class right?"

"Right." Solomon nodded, although, little secret? He didn't actually know. Sure he grew up in that district, but for the most part? He skipped out a whole bunch on his first year, preferring to help out his carers. It didn't help that during that year the big tsunami happened as well, so remembering a timetable with that huge disaster? It was gonna be forgotten. Besides, he believed the question to be somewhat rhetoric and his reply was just to be background noise. So, after all was said and done, Solomon nodded and went off without further word. It was maybe a little rude, but hey, being called metalhead and Gozilla isn't the nicer either.

@SirBlazeALot @RubyRose

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Olivia

Location: Baseball Bleachers


In an unfortunate conversation with: Emilia, Jeddidia, Spade (Mentioned at the beginning)

Despite not being as poetic as Spade or Emelia, Olivia understood exactly what Spade tossed towards her, and a wide grin the Chesire Cat would be proud of formed inwardly. Victory may be short lived, but damn while it was here, it sweet. So, so sweet. Right now, she could just see the attractive male on his knees, bloodied and panting as she held a rapier to his throat, shining in a poppy red dress, and boy was that visual image just delicious. Sadly for the bubblegum pink haired girl, this image was ripped apart as Spade brought a gun to a sword fight.

"Alas the fate of this fox's grumbles are true, four is simply too much. I must be off to tend to another lost sheep of mine."

Within a second, he had her off her feet and on the ground on her back, the rapier disarmed as she was pinned with a fancy silver pistol against her forehead as the words, "Checkmate, cunning fox." dropped from his lips. What an asshole! Eyes widening, she snapped out of her dream world stared at the male's back as he retreated, jaw locking. What the fuck, dude?! She was only here to make him jealous, and now that he was away, what the fuck was there to do?! There was a reason she hadn't spoken to either of these Tigers all that much, and it was because it was a pain in the ass. They were common filth and just... UGH! There was no point in keeping up her sweet little charade anymore, so when Jed directly addressed her for looking at Emelia, when she was SPECIFICALLY just asking her an innocent question, it was the perfect opportunity to show her true colours. Fuck getting laid, this guy needed to be taken a notch or two.

"Pardon?" She blinked, brows raising in mock surprise and hurt. "I merely asked her a question, Jeddidia. Why, has a case of the green eyed monster struck you?" Pouting with a malicious sparkle to her eyes, she hung onto those words of his. Emelia, his? Oho... Perhaps this could be used to seduce the girl in the future... Nobody sweet or innocent likes to be claimed for a just moment, Olivia knew that, and for such a poetic girl, she also knew she wouldn't be the type to sleep around. No, these words would definitely be used against him now and in the foreseeable future, and boy would they be abused to hell.

Sadly, a tasty reply was somewhat lacking from Emelia... Her own reply being ignored was irritating enough as it is, but seeing the girl getting so flustered for no reason? It was pathetic, really. But, this flustered little state of hers was great for one little reason...

"Oh, honey..."

Olivia could strike again. With Spade's departure and the rude Jed trying to chase her away, the young woman had no other choice than to sting like poison ivy. She was going to get under his skin like a thorn, and she was going to enjoy every moment of it... "He merely means you're his puppet... Something he can throw away after he's done... All men tend to be the same, you know..." During this time when the blue haired girl's eyes were cast onto her lap, Olivia stared right at Jeddidia with a mischievous, hungry and evil grin before directing the other girl's chin upward with her index finger. "If I were you..." Her middle and ring finger now pushed against Emelia's jaw to turn her face towards her own where she was met with a sweet yet saddened expression. For a second her eyes flickered downwards, teeth nibbling at her bottom lip, but they quickly returned to lock with Emelia's as she sighed. "I would leave now. He clearly doesn't care about you, darling."

@NyxNightmare @RubyRose @Danoram

(Feel free to murder Olivia lol i feel horrid posting this)​

 

[theplasticdemon]

Felicita

Location: WTHS


Interacting with: Chikage, Tara and Jasper
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Waiting to hear his response, Fel felt strands of her bright red hair being lifted and felt by the leader's own hands. With a plain face, she mildly lit up with focus. While it was subtle for most people, she felt that Chikage could easily detect the difference between her apathy and her attentive faces. The difference lied in the eyes, how expressive they were while other parts of her body stayed relatively calm. Sure, it was a dangerous mission, but Fel knew it had to lead to something good. No true King District became the King District without any radical plans. They had the money, the people, the reputation... what was she waiting for? What were they waiting for?


They couldn't do it alone, getting skilled members for this task was important. As Chikage brought up how the East was probably looking for them as well, there was no way the second in command would let Chikage be near a powerful woman. She knew that it would end in him being wrapped around her little finger. "Of course not... that would be foolish. I will return the favour and meet directly with Emerald, my chi ability will make sure I am not spotted by anyone other than the leader." She nodded. "Your powers might be more suited for infiltrating the base, however."


"The West?"


A familiar voice. Turning around, she saw Tara and Jasper. They had to have heard the conversation, right? Felicita regarded them coolly. "Good afternoon, Tara and Jasper. Did you need us?"


@Danoram @RubyRose

MayMarie

Location: The Den, May's room


Interacting with: The mega-bitch
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MayMarie shot her partner a death glare, but didn't care much about what she was doing. In her mind, she was already above everything that Gigi had planned for her. Grabbing a spare room key and locking it in case anyone decided to intrude and find the two girls gone. Now was not the time to be fooling around. Her New Year celebration and the day's portfolio had been rudely interrupted upon and the photographer was out for vengeance. "Whatever, bitch. Play your games because I don't fucking care. Really, your gimmicks are so cheap, a homeless man would give them away for free." Tying her hair up into a ponytail, the busty girl stood up. Throwing her phone towards the soft pull out bed, May roughly grabbed her arm. "Let's get going. I would try to get you out of the filth you are currently in, but I would rather get this fucking shit done." Now, was the time to be serious. I mean... with the couple of insults.


Clenching her hand and the photo, May began to visualize the battle at La Lune. Audence was among them along with some of the other Cobras. They made her sick... In a flash, the two girls appeared to be limp and lifeless from the Den. Save for their heart rates, of course. "It's normal to feel a bit disoriented after a while. Get to work, what can you see?" MayMarie asked. It wasn't the most precise memory, they had to wait until MayMarie had introduced herself as Tiffany, eventually the fight had escalated. "That would be us." She gestured to the reflection of the blonde and the brunette ganging up against the Cobra. Her knife that had been later pocketed set off more angry emotions. In the memory state, the two girls could be seen as nearly translucent. To demonstrate how they weren't actually at La Lune, the photographer let one of Audence's wires pass through her relaxed body.


"Audence, what the hell is this bullshit?!" A blonde girl had burst through the door. "Gigi, this is the first bitch that came in. The chaos all starts from here." MayMarie almost wanted to spit after even hearing his name. "Blondie is with another piece of Southern trash. Really, his outfit makes my shoes actively avoid the scum he steps on a daily basis. Don't even get me started on that girl's hair." Looking into the doorframe and seeing Glasper from the corner of her eye. MayMarie nonchalantly investigated the rest of the members, basically replaying the entire fight as the other Cobras begun to pile in. "Hey, there's some shit going on inside the bar... Is that... Del?!"


@SirBlazeALot @ lmao just used the whole batch of la lune posts to find some clues

Evey

Location: BCHS


Interacting with: Glasper, Lizzy, Dale and the Hoebruhs
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Evey nodded. "Yup, Bushido Boy territory~" I mean, those were the sacrifices you had to make in order to get true sushi. The blonde squealed in return. "Ahh~ Bitch I looooove you~" Hugging the banana, all Evey could hope for was that no one would card her because of how hot she looked. I mean... Dale was hot, Evey was more... pretty or cute. Would that work? And bringing a Catwoman costume while Glasper and her were going cake shopping sounded suspicious. Do boys even like Catwoman costumes? Does Glasper even like costumes? Evey sighed. Looks like they were both going to find out. Having to actually work out the grey area between Evey and Glasper turned out to be harder than she expected. Most of the guys that came after her were pretty specific about what they wanted out of her but not Glasper. Not the friendly ghost by any means.


Opening her phone, she received two more texts, from Vaughn and from Glasper. Like Emo Jesus, she checked the group text first, not responding until every other hoebruh had. As for Glasper, it was nothing to be wary of, but it did give her a mini heart attack once she realized there were two consecutive texts. Two. Of. Them. Good, just a typo. Evey sighed once again in relief, probably looking hella sus to Lizzy. He offered to pay, was this a date? Should she ditch the Catwoman costume? Should she wear something nice? Maybe we need to go shopping after all... After staring at her screen for a solid 5 seconds, Evey sent her message and put her focus back on Lanna the Fucking Banana.


"Glasp said he has me covered with the cake part, but we should totally go shopping first. We don't want to look like total losers at that party, that's what happens sometimes when you don't have a second opinion on cute clothes, you know! Besides, there's probably a place we can Catwoman it up and get ourselves a gift card to go ham... New year means new clothes after all~ With the both of us together, who can really stand a chance? Hell, we can probably get that hot bitch Dale to come with us too! She's an expert at getting discounts!" Evey chirped. Suddenly, it was like a shopping date had become the best all-girl group outing to be! Perhaps Glasper would like some of the clothes she bought too? Evey sure hoped so. Hell, she was texting her as they spoke.


"As for the sake, cake and sushi... I guess we can banana split afterwards with the cake and sake, and later meet altogether for sushi? I'm going to have to pass on Vaughn's offer, when I get blazed, my fashion sense goes to shit~" Bad excuse, the blonde already knew, but she didn't really feel like smoking today. Not with such an eventful day coming up... Her and Glasper, cake shopping and walking all the way to that sushi place... alone. Together. God fucking dammit.

Spoiler

Glasp

me

heyyy, what's up? :3 wanna meet @ funworld after school?

them

hi :3 actually around dinner time i'm planning on taking suz out for sushi for her birthday. do you wanna go cake shopping with me? i was going to ask lizzy to get drinks and stuff for a kickback tonight too

me

i'm cool with cake <3 i think lizzy's cool w/drinks~

them

ok! i will meet you after school then. tell lizzy to get lots of sake

me

deal, it's a date ;) . jk jk i'll b there, bit short on cash tho

them

i cna pay

them

can*

me

awesome! me and lizzy r gonna go shopping first, so maybe we can meet at my place once i'm done? walking there should b a breeze

Spoiler

hoes

them

Vaughn: whos tryna skip and smoke rn?

them

Joe: I'm fucking grounded so fuck you guys...save some for me please

me

i will baby <333 'cause i'm going to class, sorry

dale

me

heyyy hottie ;) , me and lizzy were thinking of going shopping. heard you were sick or something but we thought shopping would make you feel better! tell me all about last night with that computer guy, dell, right?~~ if you don't i'll kill u :(

@SirBlazeALot @RubyRose @ all other hoebruhs -> @Danoram @Leaf Fi @NyxNightmare

Remiel

Location: Vaughn's car


Interacting with: Vaughn and Audence (SINCE HE CAN'T REALLY RECEIVE OR READ TEXTS)

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Remiel gave himself the marijuana giggles as he half tried to laugh and the other half trying to play. The bow constantly fell over his hands until eventually he just gave up. Feeling through with his chi, he knew that his bow and the violin with the case had a certain weight to it. With that being known, it wasn't that hard to find. Sealing it up, he said, "That's enough music for today. I mean, I wouldn't know about Steph, because, I can't really see such masterpieces you speak of." Remy smirked. It was actually quite entertaining that most teenage boys even paid attention to that sort of thing. Either way, his disability made him much older mentally than most gangsters. "Ehh, I'll play catch up tomorrow. And Audence, does it look like I'll listen to you after the Frito scandal?" Remy smiled in response. Guess he was skipping today.


He leaned the passenger seat back just slightly. "What is everyone saying?" He asked. "Aude... what exactly did you do that got us into that mess yesterday? Frankly, I would like to know." Remy used a rather casual and curious tone, figuring it would gain a better response than a serious one. Especially if they were high. "Vaughn had to lose a mask to keep your ass from getting killed, you know~"


@SirBlazeALot @Danoram


((i've decided on refraining from posting with cato until archie goes. BUT since the timeskip is coming soon, i'll just have cato's text to jason here.))

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Jason

me

yo some new kid named travis or trevor or some boring shit wants to talk to you after school. says something about the dragons coming. not gonna lie, he seems fuckin' sketch. i would keep my eye out if i were you.

@Bedbae @RubyRose @Danoram @BlueInPassing


((zhi is eating udon alone, isaac sent brooklyn to the nurse's office after passing out, allie is out there doing good deeds around rshs))

 

[Danoram]

Archie "Cock" Babcock

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Location: (RSHS) Courtyard: Sitting at a picnic table | Interacting/Mentioned: Cato, Sean, Russ

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Archie was thinking of some way to get this kid called out in front of everyone - not just him, Sean, and Cato... but everyone. First, though, there needed to be a good reason on what to call him out on. It can't just be because 'he's impersonating a Spectre', no, that's too lame. There's gotta be something more to this - like, what he's after. Surely this kid isn't just testing the waters. If Russ didn't smell so funky, and maybe looked a little better, Archie could probably use his chi abilities on him. It's just hard to when he can't find anything appealing about the person at hand.


For a minute, Cato spoke up about this and that and what to do, but then he was, thankfully, going along with the Australian. But what the hell were they planning to pull? If Jason shows up, Russ- or Trevor will most definitely be found out, because it's possible Jason will deny the boy's proclaimed affiliation with their gang. Though, there's no doubt the Dragons are coming to find Leon, also known as: Fish Boy. Suddenly, a random thought crossed Archie's mind. Last night happened to be one hell of a night for the White Tigers and Blue Dragons, it seems; also, from the rumors he's heard, the Cobras had a little something to do with it too. Anyone who's got salty beef with the Dragons could be coming to warn the Spectres as a cliché way to get at them somehow.


Cocking his head, the Australian studied the newcomer while nibbling on his bottom lip, gaze momentarily flickering towards Sean, who seemed overly excited about this whole thing. "Yeah! Then we can all help with this urgent news, right? We'll all be awesome together!" The boy said, and Archie snickered. He moved to help clean off the table as Cato sent a quick text to Jason, presumably. When it seemed like Russ was paying no attention, the pink-haired one was quick to act, stepping in front of Sean in a way that blocked him from the stranger's sights. "Mate..." He whispered, turning away for a second to grab another plate and put it away - not before popping a tiny rice grain into his mouth, though. Then, making steady eye-contact, "He ain't a Spectah." A slender finger was lifted to his lips, and Archie mouthed a silent 'shh' before turning around with a cheeky smile and approaching the stiff Trevor/Travis. "Agreein' with ol' Cato here. How's 'bout we stick 'round 'n' just wait out Cahd'nal." By addressing Jason by his alias, Archie was indirectly letting Russ know that he didn't trust him, sporting a slightly sarcastic expression.

Spoiler

"Agreein' with ol' Cato here. How's 'bout we stick 'round 'n' just wait out Cahd'nal." - "Agreeing with ol' Cato here. How's about we stick around and just wait out Cardinal."


@RubyRose @theglassangel @BlueInPassing

Spoiler

(Lol, just finished him tonight. I'll work on Leon and some others tomorrow when I get the chance. Hope the post is alright )

 

[SirBlazeALot]

Gigi

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Location: The Den, MayMarie's Room -> La Lune Photo Memory


Kickin' It With: MayMarie

"Careful May, your insecurity's showing," Gigi replied mischievously as she pocketed her phone. What a glorious little victory that would be whenever May saw it. The longer she went without knowing about it the better. That increased the odds of someone else showing it to her later.


Then, they were in the photo. Hoo boy. Gigi stumbled around for a bit in the memory, feeling as if she'd forgotten how to walk for a few seconds before all that muscle memory transferred into her current form. Gigi caught her breath and withheld her own thoughts, because that would require complimenting May, who's done nothing but insult her all morning.


She took May up on her suggestion and simply got to work. Gigi passed through the physical forms of the others as May did, still looking around in awe for a moment before stopping in front of Audence. She tried to push his hair out of his eyes but her hand merely passed through his form. "Oh right...shit!" Gigi hissed. "Forget about his shoes, this piece of shit needs a god damn haircut," Gigi kicked at his shin but of course her foot only passed through his form. She turned to Evey and her third eye opened upon her forehead. "Alright Evey," she said to herself, recalling the girl's name from her brief invasion of her mind last night. "Lets see what's really going on in there..." Gigi's third eye became ethereal as she invaded Evey's mind, specifically looking for why the Cobras, Audence specifically, had come to La Lune.


"Hmmm..." Gigi hummed and moved onto Glasper, but she didn't stay long before she heard May's observation. "Yeah, you probably didn't see him cause you were too busy obsessing over Audence." Since May couldn't stand the name so much she made sure to put emphasis on it when she said it. "I saw him in La Lune when Evey started fucking shit up. I thought he'd just come with Chikage and Felicita, but according to our friends Evey and Glasper..." she motioned to the two ninjas and then pointed to Dale, "He actually came with her." As Gigi approached Dale, she added, "I don't think the attack was planned, and if it was those two didn't know shit about it... from what I can gather, Audence actually did get lost...whaddaya know..."


Gigi read Dale and Del on their way out of the bar, and giggled once she'd finished. Her main concern had been some kind of weird Cobra scheme, but now that she knew it was nothing she was just being nosy. "So this chick, Dale? Del was trying to get at her and according to what I can read, he was doing very well. They left the party early to go enjoy each others' company. Del was really salty about Chikage emasculating him or something so he didn't stick around... that isn't the funny part though."


Gigi walked back outside but continued to explain what happened to May as she searched for Iris and Remy. "The funny part is, Del purposefully spilled a drink on Audence to lure Dale away from him, and it actually worked. They ditched the guy and he ended up here and then..." Gigi began to giggle and paused before she took a look into Iris's mind. Remy was obviously out of the question due to his blindfold, but at least she learned something pretty crucial about the Cobras from taking a look.


"...And then he ran into you, one thing lead to another, and you got stabbed. So technically...this shit is all Del's fault. But hey, not for nothing~!" Gigi pointed at Iris and Remy. "For one, the next time Del starts talkin' shit about Cobras, you can call him out for thirsting over one. But more importantly, this is Iris Synthesia, and this is Remiel Lancaster. S-I-C and Elder of the Cobras respectively. I took a brief look at Iris last night but now that I have some time...I went deeper."


"Everything I know about Remiel I've learned from her. Dude's blind so...I wonder even if he wasn't wearing the blindfold if I'd even be able to read him. Five words: Gas masks and ear plugs. They came here with another guy too but...he's somewhere away from the fight and he's way less important than either of these two." Gigi put her hand on her hip, satisfied with all she'd learned. "Alright get us out of here. I need to take some serious notes."


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Vaughn


Location: His car in the BCHS Parking Lot


Kickin' It With: Remy& Audence

Holy crap what a pain in the ass it was to text all the god damn Cobras. Shoulda forced Audie to do it. But I think we all know that never would've happened. Vaughn reached for his phone and answered Audence about his drawing simultaneously. "It's the bitch that stole my mask getting fucked by an eyeball, what the fuck does it look like?" he answered ever so casually as he opened his texts. He let out a sharp few laughs at Audence's reply to Bolt. "You're a god, Audie, fuck. I don't wanna be like...you know...a dick or anything but Bolt? That kid man...I'll have his back in a fight and shit but if I can avoid hanging with him then..." Vaughn let his sentence trail off as he picked out another joint and lit that shit up before passing it to Audence.


"Ain't nobody really sayin' shit," Vaughn answered Remiel, kind of sad that Joe probably wouldn't be able to hang out for a few days. Of course nothing came back from Iris, so he couldn't see his Remiris ship set sail as the two bonded over how green they were to smoking. Oh man, if only he could have said that one out loud, Remy would have been proud. "Everyone's bein' super lame and going to class...except Joe, Joe's grounded and too pussy to sneak out." Vaughn returned to his drawing as Remy asked Audence about what happened last night. He sniffed playfully and fake cried when his mask was brought up. "Ay. no lie though Audie, those Tigers you were fuckin' with were bad as hell man. When the fuck did you become such a babe magnet?"


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Lizzy


Location: BCHS


Kickin' It With: Evey

Hmm...in comparison to Dale and Evey, Lizzy wasn't sure she'd really be the one to do any of the Catwomaning. The words of the fuckboi were still on Lizzy's mind. And that was unfortunate because Lizzy's not bad looking at all. But it would be out of character for Lanna the Fucking Banana to have such a low opinion of herself, so she didn't voice her little issue. "We'll be unstoppable! Together we'll make the perfect smoothie!" Lizzy raised her spoon up triumphantly and announced, "We'll be WAY TOO BIG for ANYONE to handle!"


Says Lanna The Fucking Banana. Lizzy was cycling through all of the most sexually appealing costumes in her wardrobe, panicking like a motherfucker. What did she have that could compete with Evey dressed as Catwoman and Dale dressed as...well Dale...Lizzy stared into space behind her shudder shades and she just barely heard Evey put together their schedule for them. Evey's lame excuse for not smoking didn't slip past Lanna The Fucking Banana.


"Pfffffft whaaaaat? Shopping while you're high is fucking awesome! Then again, what isn't fun when you're on one, heh heh heh," Lizzy stood to her feet and firmly pressed the end of her foam spoon into the ground. "But fine, have it your way you sexy little lemon drop! I'm off to earn myself another detention! And with any luck, maybe a suspension!" Lizzy flashed the multiple detention slips she'd received from the first half of the day before saluting Evey. "See you later baby!" And with that, she ran off shrieking, "I'M A BANANAAAAAAA!!!!" as if it were a war cry.


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Glasper


Location: Black Cobra High, wandering about


Kickin' It With: Suzumaki, Steph


Textin': Evey

Emo Jesus was beside himself with confusion. He looked up at Steph and Suzumaki helplessly, wanting so badly to get a second opinion on Evey's text but there was no way he was gonna show it to anyone or explain what was going on to anyone. Because if he really was just making a big deal out of nothing and Evey didn't think anything at all of their kiss last night, then he would definitely make shit awkward for them if a rumor got out that he thought that she thought that she might feel some type of way and that he maybe sorta kinda may feel some type of way as well. Hormones are confusing.


"I'm fine," Glasper said in his typically soft voice, though it sounded more hollow than usual. As if he'd given up on life. "I-I mean...I'm not hungry and...class is going to start soon...a-and I don't like to be rushed when I eat. I-I'm sorry..." Glasper felt several buzzes in his pocket and his heart nearly stopped. He checked his phone again and found most of them to be from Bolt in the group message. Glasper left the group text because they were wiggin' him out, but just as he did he got Evey's text. And honestly, he'd worked himself into such a tizzy over the last one he didn't have the energy to panic about this one. He'd graduated from panicking about the texts to just panicking about the event in general.


"G-Guys, I'm gonna...I'm gonna head to class now I-I really don't want to be late." Glasper began to back away from the girls. He bowed his head a little before turning around fully and adding, "I'll see you guys tonight...n-nice talking to you!" When he finally did turn his back to them and leave, all he could think was Dead man walking... but if there was even a slightest chance that this thing could go well then it would be worth it. He could see the look in Evey's eyes as the fireworks reflected in them last night before he'd kissed her, and how she felt in his arms during the kiss and he couldn't help but smile and flush to ungodly shades of tomato. Yes definitely worth it.

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Evey

them

heyyy, what's up? :3 wanna meet @ funworld after school?

me

hi :3 actually around dinner time i'm planning on taking suz out for sushi for her birthday. do you wanna go cake shopping with me? i was going to ask lizzy to get drinks and stuff for a kickback tonight too

them

i'm cool with cake <3 i think lizzy's cool w/drinks~

me

ok! i will meet you after school then. tell lizzy to get lots of sake

them

deal, it's a date ;) . jk jk i'll b there, bit short on cash tho

me

i cna pay

me

can*

them

awesome! me and lizzy r gonna go shopping first, so maybe we can meet at my place once i'm done? walking there should b a breeze

me

ok just text me when you're ready :)

@Danoram @Leaf Fi @theglassangel


Asad


Location: 7/11 Convenient Store, near Red Spectre High


Kickin' It With: Jurriaan & Jason


Unknowingly Kickin' It Near: Iris & Oliver

Asad couldn't think of any other event in his life that was equally as humiliating as what had happened to him in this fucking 7/11. And all he could think about was revenge. Heat was rising in his face from a mix of embarrassment and anger. He was so fucking livid with each and every one of the clowns that called themselves Spectres that he vowed to get all three of them back, one at a time.


Relief washed over his soul as the pressure around his head was relieved and eventually Jurriaan was off of his face. "Thank fuck..." he muttered, glaring as he memorized all the details of the guy's face as he swooned over Jason, and gave him a lollipop as if that was gonna fix anything. The next time I see you, you're dead meat kid Asad thought as he tossed the lollipop Jurriaan gave him away. To make matters worse, the dude just dipped along with the other girls, leaving him alone with the leader.


Asad stood up and followed Jason out, swiftly catching up to him and falling into step. He knew he was probably in deep shit and he would probably end up getting all of the blame, but that didn't mean he was about to suck up to Jason now. No, he spoke as he normally did, with a hint of disdain, as if he was too cool for all the schools. "My ride's around the corner, we'd better haul ass."


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Vladimir


Location: In front of The Survivor


Kickin' It With: Keimi, Hayley & Leon

"Oh ees that so?" Vladimir asked incredulously. He folded his arms and glared at Leon. "You are telling me my leetle babushka is giving you food and you are giving her trouble?" Vlad scoffed and pulled the noodles away from poor Leon shaking his head. "Missing one meal will not be killing him," he said to Hayley but he was glaring at Leon. "Perhaps this will be teaching him to be more grateful, no?" Vladimir asked as he made his way back outside. He ruffled Hayley's hair before announcing, "Coming right back."


Then, whoosh, in a burst he was out and pinballing his way back to his car and Keimi. He got the second round of food and then sped his way back upstairs to drop it off with Hayley and Leon. He cracked his neck casually and then, one more trip back down and he locked his car up, swooped Keimi and her new fish and all of its shit up, warned her, "Hold tight sweet beetch!" And then boom, back to Hayley and Leon, and now he could finally rest. He planted a kiss on the top of Keimi's head before setting her down and then going straight for the burgers...at normal speed of course.


Vlad took a seat and chose a burger, a set of fries, and a milkshake at random, laying his meal out on a table with some of the many napkins he'd made sure to pick up. "I should have waited to be bringing so much food for meeting after school." He reflected, looking at his phone for the first time today while feasting on his lunch. He set his burger down and made sure to try some of Leon's noodles just to spite the poor guy. "Mmmmmmm~" he gave a thumbs up toward Hayley and spoke in an Italian accent. "Magnifico!"


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[RubyRose]

Dale aka Chip - In Bed - Texting Evey

Having spent the day sleeping, except when her mother brought breakfast to her on a tray in bed and then lunch, Dale was not impressed when she was awoken by her phone. It was not the way she liked being woken, even when her phone was set to wake her. Glaring over the edge of her pillow at the offending device, she considered ignoring it and going back to sleep... but curiosity was going to keep her awake until she checked it so she begrudgingly sat up and reached for her phone.


"Anyone but Evey..." Dale grumbled to herself, reading over the text. Yawning, she read over the text with mild amusement. It was too bad she was missing out on time with Evey at the moment, but she could definitely use some shopping. And some time to complain about the dumb guy that had been awful to her. She was sure Evey would have her back, even if it was a Tiger, though Dale wasn't sure yet if she would bring that particular detail up. Did Evey know that Del was a Tiger? She did at least remember his name, and Dale wondered if Evey would be up to helping her get back at the guy. Then again, this was Evey she was talking about. The girl always had her back, and was especially good at helping pay back lame guys that treated Dale wrong just like Dale would do for Evey or Glasper (though for Glasper Dale was pretty sure she'd be kicking girl butt if someone did Glasper wrong).


Smiling as she tapped out her reply, she decided that sleeping the rest of the school day away was optimal and then she'd be fully refreshed and ready to go hang out. Hitting send, she set her phone back down and closed her eyes to resume sleep.

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dale

them

heyyy hottie ;) , me and lizzy were thinking of going shopping. heard you were sick or something but we thought shopping would make you feel better! tell me all about last night with that computer guy, dell, right?~~ if you don't i'll kill u :(

me

No need to worry about hiding my body in a river hot stuff. Id love to meet up with you and lizzy!!! ;D also the computer guy was a total drag. Give you the dets later but there may be scheming involved ;3 see you cuties after school!!!

@theglassangel


Jasper aka Noose - White Tiger High - Cafeteria with Tara, Chikage, Felicita

Jasper glanced sideways at Tara when she inquired about something that was leader business, not their's to know. If Chikage and Felicita wanted them to know, they would tell them. Simple as that. Logic. He held his tongue, though, and gave Felicita a pleasant smile only when she addressed him and Tara. Giving the second a small nod, he made easy eye contact while he tried to find the right words to explain.


"Sorry to interrupt Chikage, Felicita, but this will only take a moment. Tara and I heard there was a fight yesterday that broke out between our gang and the Cobras, and we just wanted to know if the Tigers came out on top? Not that there is any doubt, but we would like to prepare if there is a retaliating fight if we had lost, or tied." He took a moment to glance at Tara and give her a small smile before turning back to Felicita and Chikage, patiently awaiting the answer and trying to remain calm about whatever fate that held for him. One definite plus about having Tara with him was that Chikage was always nicer to women and having Tara there would hopefully get them their answer quickly.


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Jeddidia aka NightShade 'Shade'- White Tiger High - Baseball Bleachers with Emelia, Olivia

Jeddidia had unwisely ignored Olivia's mocking question about his envying Emelia's focus on the pink haired woman. He watched her carefully out of the corner of his eye but more then anything he was back to purposely flustering Emelia. Because lunch was drawing to a close and he wanted to see how red he could make her turn before the bell rang to return to class.


Reaching out to trace along hair that was already tucked behind Emelia's ear, Jed just smiled at her, readying a cunning response when Olivia cut in with one of those responses that made Jed wish he had his chain sword with him so he could tear her apart. He didn't mind Olivia usually, but as he didn't mind most people. He was more annoyed with himself. He knew Olivia and he knew it would be a bad idea to ignore her but his lunch had been turned sour and now he was behaving like a petulant child. Something he was unfortunately good at.


"Don't listen to that blowhard, love." Jed said, his eyes sharpening at the insult and the words that Olivia was using to try and tear his fun away. His smile remained calm though, open and almost playful. He ran a finger gently down Emelia's cheek, admiring the odd eyes she was blessed with. He had always loved oddities, after all; things that made his golden eyes and silver hair seem like normal traits. Which, in this town, they practically were. How many other places could you go and see violet eyes and pale blue hair as a regular trait. Gently gripping Emelia's chin he leaned in closer to her, showing Olivia just how little he cared about her presence there. Jed continued to move in as if to kiss Emelia, before he gently pressed his lips to her cheek and then stood, dropping the finished cigarrette and stomping on it before collecting it up and away.


"When I said you were mine, I merely meant this: Whatever way our stories end I know you'll have rewritten mine by being my friend." He said with a wink. "Doubt that the stars are fire, Doubt that the sun doth move his aides, Doubt truth to be a liar, But never doubt I love." Jed quoted and yes, he did it to mess with Emelia, giving her his best smirk before turning a colder golden gaze on Olivia. And yes, he was trying to be cool. If he succeeded or not? Well that would be in Emelia and Olivia's opinions.


"Oh, and Olivia?" He said, his smile getting a bitter edge. "I can only assume that mortal emotions amuse you because you have none of your own." He spoke it sweetly, as if to a lover, and then waved to them both and headed off. Knowing deep inside that it really was never a good idea to allow people to know you disliked them as much as he did, he nonetheless shrugged. He'd blame Emelia later for screwing up his lunch if nothing else, and would think of some sappy way to make it up to Olivia later. Or maybe he wouldn't... it wasn't like he was afraid of the girl and he didn't think there was much she could do to him. Jed literally had nothing to lose. Life was nothing more then a game so what did it matter anyway? All the self worth Gigi had built the evening before was gone now and Jed just wanted to kill something. It was perhaps lucky that his weapon wasn't anywhere nearby.


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Keagan aka Oogie Boogie 'Oogie' - Leaving Blue Dragon High - Off to Save Leon with Cielo and Solomon

Keagan listened intently to what Cielo said, nodding. Inwardly he went over the plan a few more times, repeating it over in his head until he was pretty sure he had it perfectly. He was oblivious to Solomon and what he was or wasn't doing at the moment, focused on Cielo and her brilliant planning. Whether she liked it or not, Keagan was impressed. He liked having a plan and this one felt solid. He knew his bugs could get the job done and he knew he could pull this off for Cielo.


"Right." Keagan agreed with a nod, unconsciously echoing Solomon. "We should have plenty of time to get this done." He said with as much confidence as he had, which everything considered was a fair amount.There really wasn't much more for the boy to do besides getting out and there and telling his friends what he needed from them. He never once questioned their ability to do as he needed and he was already daydreaming a possible kiss from Cielo for getting what she wanted, done.


Strolling in a world of his own at this point, Keagan never the less sent his bugs out as soon as he was outside to speak to them. Even Stanley was ready to head off, though Keagan caught the beetle before he could leave. "No Stanley, you're going to stay in the house. I don't want you getting hurt." Keagan told the beetle and Stanley just clacked unhappily, sitting on Keagan's palm a moment as if giving in and as soon as Keagan sighed the beetle took off, scampering over the boy's palm and dropping to the ground. Keagan squeaked, concerned about the beetle but it just got up and continued scampering away. It was too late to call him back at this point. Well, he probably could have commanded the beetle back but Stanley was as stubborn as they come.


"Even Stanley is on the case." He sighed, shaking his head with a smile in place. "Alright, off we go." Keagan said, and promptly began making his way towards his house to change into mission clothes and begin showing Cielo and the rest of the dragons just how awesome bugs can be.

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Lyre aka Genie - Blue Dragon High - Off to get Flowers with Nixon & Diana

The touch to Lyre's head startled her at first but she relaxed quickly. This was Nixon after all... still, people were so against touching her when she had the horns that it still caught her by surprise. She grinned back at Nixon, glad to hear her friend laugh and to know that though he had been frustrated with his lack of knowledge he seemed better now. Lyre listened as Nixon started up again, sighing as the images flickered behind her mind as Nixon continued on.


Lyre couldn't help a laugh of her own when Nixon jumped forward, fists in the air. He was always so full of energy and it made the world more joyful when he was around. "I take it you wish you had that cap? Though I don't think you could ever be invisible." Lyre teased before glancing over at Diana and shaking her head. "Harry Potter?" She inquired, tilting her head to one side. "You mean the kid with circle glasses that's on a lot of movies?" Lyre had never taken much interest in wizards, funnily enough. Any of the old stories, or anything to do with genies, Lyre was all over. But she wasn't much of a fantasy person in general. She liked old lore and mythological legends. Harry Potter was a story that was made up because of an author, but did not stand in legend like tales of Persephone & Hades or Egil One-Hand. "There's a tale in Harry Potter like the one Nixon and I know? Please, tell us it Diana!" Lyre begged, eyes pleading.









Ordinary Vision:

What Lyre sees:

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Sean aka Arena - Red Spectre High - Hangin' with Cato, Archie, and 'Travis/Trevor'

Sean was so excited about the conversation and the events currently going on, he really was having trouble keeping it all properly bottled. His bouncing feet were little compared to what could really happen when Sean was excited. Things like fantastic Arena's bursting into the air from seemingly no where, for once. He attempted to calm himself, but he felt so cool knowing there was important news to Jason.


"Thanks guys!" Sean chirped as Archie and Cato helped him clean up lunch. Suddenly having Archie in front of him gave him pause, but he just smiled up at the pink haired man. At Archie's revelation that Trevor/Travis was not a Spectre Sean got this big 'oh' look in place before smiling again. "I was wondering." He whispered back but went back to smiling and bouncing around. That the new guy actually wasn't a spectre was even more exciting. Sean wondered who he was, but he refrained from asking. Just helped clean the last of the dishes into the garbage, and then waited to see what happened next.


"Yep, yep. Us Spectres should stick together because we can help!" Sean said, glancing at Archie a moment before grinning at Trevor/Travis. He knew how to act his part, though it really was hardly acting because it was the truth. He and Archie and Cato did need to stick together at the moment, depending on what was going on. "Sorry that you didn't make it in time for lunch, Trevor! I would have shared." Sean said, and it was also the truth because though he loved the Spectres he just liked making other people happy. "Maybe next time!" Sean continued to chatter away at Cato, Trevor/Travis, and Archie with his usual upbeat attitude, all smiles and grins and laughs. No one would have been able to tell a difference before and after Archie spoke to him because for Sean there was little difference. Again, if anything, he was even more excited about this new development.


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((Eliza's practicin' her trumpet, Donni's chillin' on the Bleachers, Umm is in the cafeteria, Melony is people watching, Peyton is stalking Iris, Russ, and Oliver, and Oliver is following Iris' lead- I've attempted to write them all in a way where this is the end of each post; like with Jasper I can always write his reaction to who won after the Timeskip because he'd already be making plans and so on and I had Jed just up and leave the convo ))

 

[NyxNightmare]

? Organization: Black Cobras ? Rank: Second in Command ?

Iris would have received that text about the party if her phone hadn't been crushed under the wheel of a bike. She didn't do much at parties, but she loved to be on top of things. Unfortunately, Iris would be attending the Cobra party late...


Stifling her worries about Russ down, the second in command gave a signal for Oliver to follow her. If it was one thing she knew, it was not to evade a gang leader. She didn't want to be seen as someone looking for trouble, only answers. If shit was going to go down, she wanted to know about it, even if she had to go to such lengths. The image of Cardinal was approaching closer, and with him, another man. One of whom Iris didn't recognize. She was hoping she could catch Cardinal alone. Biting her lip she exhaled a little curtly. Business was business, wasn't it?




"Cardinal."




She stepped out from the allyway just before the two men walked by. Her eyes were filled with a calm seriousness. Her voice carried the usual conviction, and her petite body betrayed her strength as always.




"Cobra second in command in place of The Bat. You can call me Crimson. Excuse me for trespassing, but I thought it urgent to speak with you."




The leader was much taller than she, her head tilted up slightly just to match his gaze. This could go many ways. They could be locked up, they could be taken in for questioning, they could be thrown into a battle, and they could be taken seriously and calmly. There was no telling with Spectres. But Iris wouldn't be running now that she had found the person she was looking for.


(Sorry If it's meh I was kind of rushed x.x Just wanted to get something out for Iris for the time skip)

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@RubyRose @Bedbae @SirBlazeALot​

 

[hosaki]

Hayley Fang

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Location: The Survivor


Interacting With: Leon (@Danoram), Vladimir (@SirBlazeALot)


Hayley's mouth dropped at the unintended consequences of her comment, but before she could begin to protest, or even blink, the man was off in a flash. The girl couldn't help but marvel at Vladimir's speed appraisingly. Just imagine how useful the ability would be for her deliveries -- no more soggy noodles, a wider costumer base from all around Shima City, not to mention the efficiency. However, she highly doubted that Vladimir would be interested in aiding her business, so she merely watched him with admiring fascination. With her focus returning once again to the money side of the equation, her reservation lessened. Barring her little siblings who were merely children, caprice mixed with the girl like oil did with water. Or maybe it was people who had a weird sense for personal boundaries? It wasn't that Hayley hated people like Vladimir, not at all. He was just a bit overwhelming, and his shows of affection usually left her at a loss for words.


"I'm glad it suits your taste Vladimir, but Fishboy is actually paid for that." Awkward. It had taken all of her willpower to muster up that reply. She hurriedly tagged on, "Though my parents' place are always open to Specters for 30% off."

Russ Coleman

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Location: Red Specter High, Outside


Interacting With: Archie (@Danoram), Cato (@theglassangel), Sean (@RubyRose)


He would't check his phone. That was what he had decided, but as the moments ticked by, the itch to peek only grew. Jamming one arm under the other in a tight arm cross, Russ only succeeded in looking even more out of place in the domestic heartwarming scene currently taking place. He'd never believe the day he'd see some Specters clearing the table in even a semblance of civility. A major part of him wondered why it was weird to see Reds acting like proper human beings, seeing as they were a part of the human race -- but then he remembered that ninety percent of the stuff he'd heard about this gang (and all other rival gangs in general, really) had painted them as god-awful people. And the rumors were wrong. This realization only hit home harder when Sean apologized for the lack of food and even offered to share with him next time.


"Er, thanks," Russ replied weakly. Well, it wasn't as if he was doing anything to harm the Reds. He was on a peacemaking mission for fuck's sake -- hardly anything to feel guilty about. Yeah, except for the fact that I'm acting like a two-faced bastard and lying to them. He still couldn't get rid of the notion that something would go terribly wrong with Pink over here, and Blondie just rubbed him the wrong way, but in the end, wasn't that how every gang was like? He couldn't handle half of the girls in the Cobras (not all of them were as mild-mannered as Iris after all) and nobody could converse normally with Audence when he was in a stabbing mood. Anyway, what he was getting at was whether it was necessary or not to make up this elaborate lie just for a chance to talk to the Cardinal.


Russ started out of his contemplations when Archie addressed him. The accent was still giving him trouble, but he gave a hesitant reaffirmation all the same. The man's sarcasm, however, flew entirely over his head. The awkward atmosphere resumed, clearly caused by the Cobra who stood out like a sore thumb.


"What if I said I wasn't a Specter- " Oh shit, did he actually just say that out loud? It was all because of his fucking conscience. The man's internal dialogue now went a little something like, RUNRUNRUNTOTHEFUCKINGBUSHESDAMMIT- Instead, his outward behavior was that of utmost calm, as if he hadn't just given himself away in enemy territory, in the middle of an infiltration no less. He held his empty palms up in the universal sign of surrender as he slowly stepped back, in case anybody suddenly got violent.


"Wait, I know what you're thinking. Lemme explain myself." He wet his lips nervously, wondering how he could word things in a way that wouldn't result in his face getting punched in. "We're here for an alliance talk with the Cardinal. We being the Cobras -- well, not THE Cobras exactly…" Russ rambled. There were only three of them -- had Iris even consulted the others? "So… um… sorry?" He offered an apology. "We'd still like to meet the guy though, if that's possible."

 

[Bedbae]

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Jason - Red Spectres (Leader)

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Location: 7-11


With: Asad, Iris
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Jason wasn't as mad as last night but the nerve his people had to just leave him in the current situation with a wrecked convenience store was a no go. Later today they'd get an ass beating after the meeting...or during so they could feel embarrassment? His sadistic side was coming out. "Calm yourself," he told himself under breath. He needed to find a good way to get the three back. Their actions couldn't go unpunished.


Asad walked along side him to Jason's surprise. The mention of a ride made Jason remember the guy rode bikes. With the ways things were going he assumed the biker would leave him as well. "Hey dude, I know in some way you were a huge part to the shit that went down back there," he looked at Asad still annoyed at the other three, "but considering you stayed, I'll cut you some slack." In all honesty he appreciated the guy even if he was a lone wolf who hated hanging out with others.


Walking towards the bike, Jason felt his phone vibrate. Checking it, he gave out a heavy breath, unsure how to proceed. He decided to just go with his guts instead. I mean, what's the worse tha-, he decided to stop his thoughts knowing bad things loved to happen around him.


"Cardinal." His eyes followed the voice. A cute, small girl appeared from the alley they were about to cross. Cardinal? She must be a gangster. Just as he finished the thought, the white-haired loli introduced herself as the second in command. "Crimson? Well, there is no law to keep you away from our territory but you know the consequences," he warned the girl. "If it's just a talk, I'd prefer to have your leader here to confirm things. Unless you're doing things behind her back?"


He kept his guard up in case, knowing now the girl in front was a possible enemy. He clenched his fist to feel he still had his phone. "Quick question Crim, did you send someone to my school?"

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yo some new kid named travis or trevor or some boring shit wants to talk to you after school. says something about the dragons coming. not gonna lie, he seems fuckin' sketch. i would keep my eye out if i were you.

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travis or trevor? I dont remember accepting anyone under that name. he still with you? bring him a few blocks away from the survivor

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Diana - Blue Dragons

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Location: Walking

With: Lyre, Nixon
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Diana stood there astonished realizing Lyre had no clue what she was talking about. How could she not? Harry Potter was a masterpiece of the current age. A series of seven books all filled with wonders and excitement. Just the thought of it brought back nostalgia. If she was trapped in an island and she had one book to bring, it would be one of them. After all, one of the characters in the series was her inspiration to be the person she is now.


"Well I wouldn't say it's like it," she questionable told Lyre. How could she sum up the story so that they could go back to the flower story? Yes, she wanted to convince the girl to become a Potterhead but that would take time. Right now, the focus was all on flowers. "Alright. I'll tell you but we will resume your storytelling right after. I'm eager to hear what happens next." Diana stood there, thinking of a way to summarize it.


"Well, there were three brothers who needed to get to the other side of the river but it was too much for them to swim through it so they magically made a bridge. Death appeared and confronted them because three people just cheated him." Her own storytelling was now getting her excited. "Death decided to congratulate them and gave them a wish each. The oldest brother chose to get the most powerful wand and Death made him one. The second brother wanted the power to call back the dead. Death granted his wish as well. The youngest, knowing something was up, asked to not be followed by Death and Death gave his cloak of invisibility." She stopped and took a breath, realizing she was getting too excited.


She didn't want to give too much away so instead she told Lyre, "To listen to the rest, how about we get together and read it? Or we can always watch the movies, they're good too!"


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Nakazajo "Rocchi" Chikage | Tara "Freaky Friday" Rose

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Location: (WTHS) Cafeteria: Standing at the trash cans | Interacting/Mentioned: Felicita, Jasper, Tara

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Chikage was glad that, instead of Felicita, he would be the one to seek out the Dragon member in the West; though, at the same time, he was looking forward to meeting Emerald again. Felicita is still more important. A light sigh was given as the leader closed his eyes and hung his head, then, running a hand through his naturally messy hair, he smiled at Felicita, "Very true. Then, that's that." It would do him good to start finding who to bring along on the trip, and due to his personality, Chikage will most likely only bring guys along to avoid being responsible for one of the girls getting harmed - just in case.


That's when Jasper and Tara showed up. "Good afternoon, Tara and Jasper. Did you need us?" Felicita asked, and Chikage glanced at the two from behind the second in command, sending a light wave and his signature smile, "Afternoon." Jasper was one of the few guys Chikage never found himself murdering on the inside. If I were to mention the one he's done so to the most, it would probably be Delson. He's weird, and his happy attitude is really annoying. Jasper, though... Jasper's cool. He doesn't talk too much, and he knows his place in the world.


When Tara had questioned them, Chikage only smiled. He knew she had it in for the Red Spectres, so it was probably best not to say anything else, knowing very well that she'd want to tag along. Which, if she asked any further, he'd probably explain the situation anyways. Listening to Jasper, the leader furrowed a brow and tilted his head, straightening up his posture by puffing his chest out and rolling his shoulders back - hands still in his pockets. He was actually just popping his back; though, no one but he could hear it. Chikage glanced at Felicita then back at the two members with blinking eyes. "Hm...?" He hummed at Jasper. The question was probably to be expected. If Chikage hadn't been there, he'd be asking the same thing. Who came out on top? His gaze traveled to the ceiling as a hand was lifted to his chin in thought, "Let me think..." For a brief moment, that's exactly what the leader did. Then, "When we first showed up, the Tigers seemed outnumbered. However, nearing the end of the battle, the Cobras were the ones who ran. Even so, we all did what we could. In these sort of cases, a retaliation would be expected more so by the Spectres - they're very prideful, and there's a lot more tension between our two gangs since their falling from the King District title. As for the Cobras... you never know what they'll do. It's merely social standings that bring upon our rivalry with them. We'll figure something out, but it would do you well to remain on guard."

Meanwhile, Tara had grown somewhat frustrated that Chikage didn't explain to her what he and Felicita were talking about. The West had been mentioned, so now there was this burning curiosity swirling around in her gut. However, she knew she didn't have much of a right to force one of them to speak. What happens between the leader and second stays between the leader and second, and the only ones who have a say in that matter are their higher ups. When Chikage tilted his head with a smile, Tara had assumed he was getting ready to answer her indirect question, so she smiled back, eyes lighting up. Though, when he just completely ignored her, she suddenly looked somewhat taken back. Her brow furrowed and her jaw tensed as Jasper asked what they initially came to find out. She just gazed silently at the floor, wanting to say something, but at the same time, knowing herself enough to not make a scene. So, again, she just remained silent.


Once Chikage finished speaking, the stubborn act was dropped, and Tara glanced up at him with a bright smile, grabbing both his and Jasper's arms to give them a little shake of excitement, "Ohohoho! The Cobras ran!? Of course they did!" She cheered happily and confidently before wrapping her arms around Felicita and lifting the girl from the ground into a tight hug. "I bet you played a big part!" Tara's always enjoyed the second's company for some reason. You don't often find Fel moping around or wasting time - she just always comes off as professional. It's sometimes as though she has no flaws. An unconscious glance at a clock on the wall had the blonde quickly setting her senior back down with a light gasp. Tara remembered that her bag of suckers was left in her last classroom, and that if she wasn't quick to retrieve them, one of her classmates - who is also a low ranking member of the gang - would most definitely take some. We can't have that happening. With a whistle, Tara brushed a hand through her hair before lifting up onto her tiptoes to plant a kiss on Chikage's bandaged cheek, then did the same to Jasper afterwards before walking backwards away from the group, "I guess it's in Delson's hands, Jasper-boy. Good luck." She laughed, then: "See you Chi, Fel!"


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Emelia "Shakespeare" Dawson

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Location: (WTHS) Sitting at baseball bleachers | Interacting/Mentioned: Jeddidia, Olivia

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Emelia was very aware of the strange tension between Olivia and Jeddidia, and she didn't like it. Not at all. It was making her feel uneasy and fidgety - like she wanted to escape from them and find Eliza. She would hug the short girl until all of her worries just up and flew away. All she wanted to do was actually talk to her crush without having to come off as professional and sophisticated. Why must the world be so cruel? Couldn't she have grown into someone capable of speaking their mind without caring about what others think of her? Sure, she's always gotten everything she's ever wanted, but Emelia never asked for much.


"Oh, honey..." A cold, chilling voice broke through the pale girl's thoughts, causing her to flinch as her gaze immediately met with a bright pair of blues. Olivia spoke with a voice that could effortlessly seduce an easy target - however, Emelia wasn't as easy a target as she seemed. She has her stubborn side, and is in no way afraid to stand up for herself. The shock of being deemed a mere puppet hurt. It stung like the thorns meant for Jeddidia. Her heart rate slowed down as her jaw tensed, and she looked back down at her lap, tightly gripping the hem of her uniform skirt. What was this girl thinking? Who was she to speak for the one Emelia has claimed her first love? For one, the question was not directed towards Olivia. It was not for her to answer, and that really irritated the pale beauty. She was offended for her equally pale partner. By partner, I mean Jeddidia.


Her brow was furrowed, expression formed into a slight scowl, as the pink-haired chick dared to touch her. "If I were you..." Once again, there was that chilling voice. Who even was Olivia? Emelia somewhat disliked being directed around like a doll. She's not just some toy that people can push around. "I would leave now. He clearly doesn't care about you, darling." Right as a hand was lifted to grab Olivia's wrist...


"Don't listen to that blowhard, love." The guy's voice tickled Emelia's ears, the place where he'd traced along her hair tingling at his words. Her purple gaze flickered up to meet his, which was focused elsewhere - on Olivia's. That's when Emelia realized he wasn't necessarily talking to her at all. This was just some sort of argument between those two. It had nothing to do with her. Finally, Jeddidia's focus was on the pale's, and her cheeks flushed a light pink - even though she knew what was going on, she couldn't help but grow flustered by his touch. She was so far gone. The rest of everything was but a blur; though she does know, very well, that a kiss was planted on her cheek. While it was pleasant enough and made her heart flutter, it sickened her at the same time, but Emelia told herself it was just in her head. If it had been under different circumstances, she'd probably fall all over herself.


Eventually Jeddidia was gone - not after spitting a few interesting words, however. They played over and over in Emelia's head as she glanced at Olivia, a dark glare playing on her expression, "You..." She growled, then stood quickly to her feet. Don't worry, she made sure to grab her phone first. "I do not know what the two of you have going on... but I would most prefer if you would refrain from making me a part of it." Slowly, tightening her blazer around her waist, she began down the bleachers at a steady pace before stopping to look at the head of pink hair over her shoulder, "Oh... and don't ever speak for Jeddidia again. Know your place." And with that, she was finished. Emelia had spoken her mind. She was content, and would head back to class with dignity - not before seeking out Eliza, though.


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Audence "Puppet Master" Valor

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Location: Hotboxing a car | Interacting/Mentioned: Vaughn, Remiel

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At Remiel's comment about being unable to see Stephanie's "masterpieces", Audence chuckled, glancing over at the leader with a small smile, "You're not missing out on much, man... In that aspect, anyways." Having never been actually blind before, Audence couldn't bring himself to imagine how difficult things must be for Remiel. When he first found out the guy was blind, he really doubted his ability as a leader. What a fool he was to even try for such a high-standing position - not that Audence, himself, wanted it, or anything... in fact, he'd rather not have to deal with those kinds of responsibilities.


After gasping in offense at the leader's comment about the Fritos scandal, Audence was back to Vaughn's drawing. How disgusting. To think that the entire time they've been talking and smoking - maybe not the entire time - Vaughn has been over there drawing some up-fuck nasty shit. Like, what the hell. "It's the bitch that stole my mask getting fucked by an eyeball, what the fuck does it look like?" Aude's nose wrinkled as he shook his head 'nope' while scooting back over to the window. "That's shit." Don't get me wrong - Vaughn's a good drawer... Audence just wasn't born with genes that allow him to acknowledge those sort of things. So what, you can whip up a self-portrait of yourself that looks more realistic than the actual you? It's just a waste of time, really. What do they gain? Which, in this case, who would compliment the drawing? Oh, I like the reflection of the sodomized female in the sodomizing eyeball's pupil - it just... speaks to me.


When Vaughn started laughing to himself, Audence first assumed it was directed towards his insult, and laughed too. "You're a god, Audie, fuck." Though, eventually he realized it was about the message he sent. That was still funny, so he laughed again, unlocking the small device to re-read the messages. "I don't even know who he is... but he's saved in my contacts... I literally do not remember ever having met someone named Bolt... Boltius?" He squinted down at the name on the screen, then shook his head again before shoving the phone back into his pocket. "What is everyone saying?" Remiel asked, unable to actually read any of the messages. Audence just remained quiet and let Vaughn do the talking, moving around until sitting with his feet up in the seat and his back against the car door while facing Vaughn, silently puffing on the new joint. He laughed at the idea of Joe probably trying to prove she's not too pussy to sneak out had she heard someone say that. The girl is so easy to rile up. Then again, what Cobra isn't?


Next thing you know, both Remiel and Vaughn were questioning Audence on last night, the fight that had broken out between the Cobras and Tigers. The blonde let out a cough as he turned to face the right way in his seat, holding the joint out for someone else to take. "Wh-... What? They... weren't babes, man. Just... skanks. And I didn't do anything. I was lost in the North apparently until I ran into Dale..." Without actually explaining much, Audence zoned out on the smoky clouds and thought on the douche bag who spilled beer all over him, then suddenly came to the realization that he was a White Tiger. "Dude, Dale was fuckin' around with a Tiger last night." An amused smile grew on the guy's face as he looked over at Vaughn. "There was this asshat who dumped beer, or something, all over me last night after I'd met up with her... and... I left... then that's when Tiffany came up and started talking about something... I can't really remember much. All I know is I ended up attacking them after the black girl showed up. Then, Dale and Evey, and everyone else just started piling in... and I remember seeing that same guy at one point... then... Dale was gone, bro." That's when it registered to Audence that he hasn't seen the girl mentioned today... at all. Did she even come to school?


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Suzumaki "Skeleton Jack" Arakai

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Location: (BCHS) Standing in the halls | Interacting/Mentioned: Glasper & Stephanie

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"Haah? Ask nicely!? Who do you think you are! I'll ask one way, and one way only!" Suzumaki responded to Steph, shaking her fist at the girl with a mean glare as their eye-levels evened out, which was taken somewhat offensively by the red-head. Why did everyone always have to bend down or do things to remind her of how stunted her growth was. Sure, yeah, there are a whole shit ton of other midgets out there who deal with it - some even enjoy it - but Suzumaki isn't one of those shit ton and some. Not in the least.


A soft, quiet voice turned the short girl's head from her proclaimed rival. Her angry expression stayed the same, but she did speak in a slightly calmer tone, "...Yeah?" Glasper seemed out of it, in a way. He's been constantly checking his phone since Suzumaki ran into him - and at that time, she'd already noticed he was acting sort of strange. Well, she only assumed he needed to use the bathroom, but now it was more of a very slim suspicion. So, Glasper didn't want to eat. That's alright. At the mention of class starting soon, Suzumaki's eyes bugged out of her head and she gaped down at the invisible watch around her wrist with a loud gasp, "Already?!"


Quickly looking around, she made sure she hadn't brought anything with her - kind of like one does before they leave a friend's house. "G-Guys, I'm gonna...I'm gonna head to class now I-I really don't want to be late." Then, a small hand was lifted as though trying to stop Glasper from leaving yet... but she was quick to dismiss him again after realizing there was nothing more she needed from him. "Nah, nah, never mind. See you, Glasper!!" Suzumaki waved her friend off with a bright smile, bouncing on her tiptoes as he turned his back to them. It wasn't very long afterwards before she dropped the act and turned to face Stephanie with crossed arms, "He acts funny, sometimes." Crimson red eyes narrowed down at the floor, briefly, as Suzumaki chewed her bottom lip, then a second later she was patting Steph on the arm and sending her a thumbs up, "I'll just wait until sushi to eat~"


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Corbin De'Luca "Gluttony" Leon Agnelli | Inukawa "Pup" Keimi

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Location: The Survivor | Interacting/Mentioned: Hayley, Vladimir, Keimi

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"Ahhh, I see you are beating me to the punch weeth feeding our honored guest?" A familiar, accented voice spoke out, lifting Leon's gaze from the food he was eating. He stared at Vladimir with a nonchalant and unblinking expression, mentally noting him as one of the people from last night. In fact, Vladimir was the whole reason for Leon having to eat a fish in the first place. The punishment was originally meant for his cousin, though. What a burden. Which, it's not like he's traumatized, or anything, so all's well.


A side-hug from the Russian was given to Hayley, who seemed somewhat out of it, and Leon noticed. He watched as she gave a simple, but friendly pat on the back, then returned to his food until two feet suddenly came into view, in which he glanced back up, cocking a brow. The end of a small noodle poking out from between his lips. To be clear, Leon could care less about his appearance. He's always been described as "dull" and "normal" looking; it's never bothered him. Not one bit. However... for some reason, right now, it cut deep. Not in the kind of way that made him want to look cute for Vladimir (lul), but because he didn't like being looked down on by someone of the Russian's caliber.


"It took a bit of trouble," says Hayley. Psht, as if! Leon could have made things so much more difficult for her. She's lucky he didn't throw the food down, and instead only broke the chopsticks... which... only ended up troubling him. Anyways, at these words, the dragon clicked his tongue and averted his gaze, not even bothering to respond to Vladimir. He knew better than to cause any trouble now that he was outnumbered - plus, someone would surely arrive to pick him up. Maybe not within the next few minutes... but eventually. He knew Tsu wouldn't stand for leaving one of her members at the mercy of another gang. Leon did everything he could not to reach up and grab hold of the guy's wrist who decided he was going to take away his delicious beef noodle soup - compliments to Hayley.


As Vladimir glared down, Leon glared right back up; though, his was more subtle. Then, within the blink of an eye, the Spectre was gone... then back and gone again... then finally he was back for good - this time, with the familiar Keimi in his arms.

The kiss had him questioning their relationship a little, but really, it was none of his concern, so he just let it go. The Dragon told himself over and over not to give these guys the satisfaction of getting all riled up at their actions, especially Vladimir's - he was definitely out to piss him off. "Magnifico!" True that. Inwardly, Leon agreed, but he'd never let himself voice it aloud. His gaze flickered towards Hayley, "I'm glad it suits your taste Vladimir, but Fishboy is actually paid for that." Now, that feels good. Though... Leon really doesn't even want the noodles back anymore, not after they've been eaten out of by someone else.


Keimi had given a sweet giggle at the kiss planted on the top of her head, gently but firmly holding onto her new fish. She loved it so much already, as though she's had it for years. Upon noticing Hayley, her eyes gaped wide, jaw dropping as well. "Ahahahaaa! Hayley!" Keimi jumped towards the girl, hugging her to-be-named fish, but then quickly skid to a halt to glance back at Leon, "I... I mean... Ramen Rider." Though, the Dragon didn't seem like he was even paying attention. Actually, it looked more like he was sleeping - in a funny position at that. Unknowingly to Keimi, he was just meditating. He was also untied...


"Hey..." Keimi tilted her head, pointing a finger at Leon, who opened his eyes and looked up at her with a cocked brow. It was a little unexpected, so she took a step back and grabbed Hayley by the arm, standing halfway behind her, but still beside her. "Who untied Leon?" The dog-girl's notebook was still lying in the middle of the floor, crumpled pieces of paper scattered around it, as well as a chewed up eraser. There was no pencil, though... wherever that thing went. "He'll make me... study." As she spoke, Keimi began sniffing the air, slowly stepping towards Vladimir - her favorite Russian. The girl crouched down in front of him like a dog would and grinned wide, setting her fishy down between her legs.


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Nixon "Dry Ice" Thorn

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Location: (BDHS) Hallways | Interacting/Mentioned: Lyre and Diana

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Nixon continued to hold his fists in the air as Lyre asked him about the cap from the story. I guess he did show more enthusiasm for its mentioning than the others, but in all honesty, he'd rather go for the boots. "Oh, I would love to have it!" He laughed, finally putting his hands down - just casually allowing one to sink into his pockets while the other held onto his uniform blazer to prevent it from falling off his shoulder. He slowed back down to meet the girl's sides, gaze focusing on Diana as she spoke, "Does this remind you of the story in Harry Potter about the three brothers or is that just me?"


Nixon knew exactly what Diana was talking about - he's never seen the Harry Potter movies, but he's read the books, and absolutely adores them. The same goes for Lord of the Rings. One of the most recent stories he's read is one called 'Fifty Shades of Grey' - Not really, it's called 'The Door to December'. He finished it just the other day, having taken Friday off school because his mother was sick. "You mean the kid with circle glasses that's on a lot of movies?" The Genie asked, seemingly forcing Nixon's jaw to drop. He turned towards her with wide eyes, wondering how she could know of 'What Came of Picking Flowers' but not something as popular as 'Harry Potter'! I'm feeling a sense of Deja Vu. "Have you never read Harry Potter!?


I'd have to say he was a little more surprised than necessary, but it's Nixon... everything he does it slightly exaggerated, but that's what makes it fun, right? At Lyre's question and pleading eyes, Nixon nodded. He wrapped an arm around her shoulders and pointed at Diana with the same hand - the other one's number one priority was still to assure that his jacket didn't fall, "Take it away, Lil' D!" A scratchy laugh sounded out, then: "Alright. I'll tell you but we will resume your storytelling right after. I'm eager to hear what happens next." The guy nodded again, sending a cheerful and toothy smile. Diana's telling of the story peaked a deep interest, making him want to read the Potter series all over again just to refresh his memory on it all. A cloak of invisibility, an overpowered wand, and the ability to bring back the dead... "Hmm..." He lowered his gaze in thought.


"To listen to the rest, how about we get together and read it? Or we can always watch the movies, they're good too!" Diana offered to Lyre. Nixon glanced back up and looked between the two with blinking eyes, lightly pursing his lips. He didn't want to invite himself in on their girl time, or anything, so instead he just decided to offer some friendly advice, "Just read the books! They're much more detailed, and you can better tell what the characters are thinking! A character is so much easier to grow to and understand through writing." The guy took a deep breath and puffed out his chest. He casually admired the world around them, no longer standing so close to Lyre. Shinobi City really was a beautiful place. To think that cities, mountains, and forests could ever mix... just all in the same place. Which, there are probably other places like that, but Nixon's only ever been two places: New Jersey, where he used to live... and Shinobi City.


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Felicita

Interacting with: Tara, Jasper and Chikage
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The fight? If anything, it was probably Del that spread the news of the fight. If anything, he was the one irresponsible... other than the two, MayMarie and Gigi. No matter how many people brought up the fight, Fel swore to herself to never let a simple quarrel break her 25/8 professional demeanor. To be quite honest, she wouldn't have asked if she was in the same position. Simply analyzing the people that had participated in the fight and how they both turned out would determine much already. Besides, she had remnants, evidence of the fight that happened. That was stronger proof they had won. It was their territory after all. Sighing, Felicita was letting her own White Tiger tendencies get the best of her.


Joining the conversation, the redhead made contact with Chikage's shoulder. "The ones that lose are not always the ones who run. Even if they had fled, the Tigers have gathered a sufficient amount of evidence to track and exploit them later on. Remember to not focus on one fight but instead, the bigger battle we're fighting. To become King District and trample other gang activity to the ground and below." The bright eyed girl said towards both Tara and Jasper. Even though her voice feigned nonchalance, there was still a hint of pride. Who wouldn't be proud after confiscating two pieces of opposing gang property? Her Tigers must have came in with photos as well, making their job much easier.


Soon, Tara had lifted the emerald eyed girl off the ground. Ever so slightly, a trail of pink found their way up to her cheeks. "It... It was nothing to applaud, Tara." Averting her eyes until she let go, Felicita awkwardly hugged her back. "A-Ah, see you." Fel responded. Following Tara, she reminded herself that she still had class. "She is right, class is about to start soon. I trust you will follow through, Chikage. Have a good afternoon, the both of you." After making reference of their plan to infiltrate the West, she glanced at her schedule. The second in command was still early by a few minutes, but it always helped to be punctual. Disappearing into smoke as Fel tended to do, she left the two boys to their own devices.


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MayMarie

Interacting with: Gigi
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MayMarie nearly threw up again at the mention of him. Why did that stupid slut have to say his name? "You're disgusting." Of course she was over-exaggerating. Still, as a result, May leaned against the walls and pretended to throw up on the blonde that had attacked them. In addition, seeing him also made her want to punch something... so the photographer aimed for the crotch, remembering that it doesn't do shit with memories. "Fuck the Cobra's fashion sense. Just looking at those tapeworms makes me want to throw up a whole new diet." May insulted. If anyone asked, she was way too grossed out to continue investigating. Looks like a whole gang was going to be omitted from her breakthrough documentary.


Still, she wasn't that grossed enough to listen to Gigi. "Mhmmm." The blonde nodded along and followed what apparently happened. "Evey and Glasper? Sound like some emo ass names." The blue eyed girl always had something not-so-nice to say about every single ninja that wasn't her. When Gigi pointed towards Dale, she studied her features. Not bad... MayMarie thought in her head. Wait, no. What are you even saying? She's a tapeworm! Poor May and her denying sexuality. Grimacing, she retorted. "Del needs some higher standards. A tapeworm wearing cream? I bet she didn't even pay for that cheap plastic she calls a skirt."


"Makes sense Mr. Tumor-worm got lost. If only that outfit could do the same." Jesus, MayMarie shuuuuut up. Now, Gigi saw why people called her the "Virgin Mary" and not for a good reason. Crossing her arms, she wished she could get a taste of whatever that girl was drinking to forget about whatever the fuck was happening inside La Lune. In fact, now that she thought about it, MayMarie would rather have gotten those stitches and those spanks if the prize was not having to sleep with Dale.


"I knew that fucker was responsible." In a huff, she dismissed Remy and Iris. Homeless, what did you expect? "Blind? How the hell did this guy become a leader? Got it, give me a blindfold too, so I don't ever need to see them ever again." Grabbing her arm again, MayMarie took a deep breath. The sketch of the Den was in front of them. "Ready for take-off, bitch." She warned as the two girls landed on MayMarie's bed. A soft cushion was always helpful traveling through photos. It took some coordination to get used to how heavy her body was after being practically weightless in her memory.


In fact, what always helped was chilling around. Well, not when her phone alarm rang out. That was to signalize class, but fuck it. Lying back, MayMarie was strangely quiet. Sighing, she grabbed one of her disposable polaroids and took a picture of her room, now organized. Something told her that this was going to be a change that was going to be there for a long time. Then she remembered Gigi was still here. Smirking, she decided to fuck with her. "What... wanted to miss class too? Didn't know you enjoyed my company this much~" Honestly, if anyone liked to miss class, it was the ever so pleasurable MayMarie.


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Remiel

Interacting with: Vaughn and Audence
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Remiel listened attentively. A member of his 'fucking around' with a Tiger? A confused look dawned over his face. Sure, Cobras were known for their reckless behavior... but going so far as to sleep with another gang member? That wouldn't do. Black Cobras were very territorial and as much as the leader didn't want to admit this, he was as well. Dale was in the north with a Tiger... That didn't taste very good in his thoughts. Despite how high he was, he managed to pull off a serious voice. "Audence... I'm not saying it's anything against the law, but interacting with a rival gang isn't the best thing to do." Dale was just as guilty as he was for provoking Tigers. "I mean, knowing that you've crossed Tiger territory puts a large target on your back." Remy sighed. There was no use for such a chill guy to get so violent. He did show his face to the other gang and get a large number of his own in jeopardy. Truly he was to blame... Sigh. Things used to be so simple.


"I don't suppose it's too late to issue an apology? Again, they are Tigers and we can't expect to give them a bandaid and kiss their wounds afterwards. I'll have to talk to Dale, too. That probably means no smoke breaks for a few." Remiel laid back and listened to his surroundings. There were many ways this could go down that he needed to talk to his own second in command about. The thing is, he wasn't sure what his best course of action was. The Cobras had fled early, unknowing of the fact that the Spectres and the Dragons had already made enemies of themselves and alliances. There was much work to do. "Hey guys, if you see Iris, tell her to give me a call, alright?" He asked. Perhaps allying themselves would be the best choice of action. Expect the unexpected, after all, they were number pun.


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Cato

Interacting with: Russ, Archie and Sean (texting Jason)
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After sending his text, he looked over to the two boys discussing his credibility. No surprise, this guy didn't seem to have the chops to be a Spectre. Most people in the gang tended to have a stronger physical capability while other gangs seemed to come in all shapes and sizes. While the Spectres were as well, they most definitely had some hand to hand abilities. In order to not look too suspicious, he helped clean up the table. Cato snorted, playing along. He punched Russ' shoulder as he would someone on the football team and laughed. "He's gonna need all the muscles he can get." Leaning against the picnic table, he couldn't help but shoot him some glares now and again.


Now, his glares would soon be justified.


Cato was never a nice person, and he wasn't about to change for a seemingly low ranking member of the Cobras. Suddenly, he felt the urge to turn to metal, but controlled said urge. At least, for now. "Sorry? Dude... you kind of lied to us. And I'm offended you would think that your leader would send someone who was that bad of a liar to convince us to talk to our leader. Isn't that right? My feelings are a little hurt, but you're lucky I'm in a mood where I don't want to start some beef." He said, in a sarcastic tone if anything else. If Cato could read Russ, he would probably say that the feeling was mutual. He did rub him the right way and if all Cobras were like that, he didn't want to be a part of some stupid alliance.


"Well... Cardinal texted me back." Stretching is arms, he summarized the text. "Lucky day, Trevor. He said he'll meet you... after school. Come here to Red Spectre High and we'll take you there. Don't pull any tricks on 'im or you'll pay." Saying his 'name' with added venom, he arrogantly flaunted his phone about. Cato quickly texted him back and awaited an answer. They were out of time and needed to go to class, after all.

Spoiler

Jason

me

yo some new kid named travis or trevor or some boring shit wants to talk to you after school. says something about the dragons coming. not gonna lie, he seems fuckin' sketch. i would keep my eye out if i were you.

them

travis or trevor? I dont remember accepting anyone under that name. he still with you? bring him a few blocks away from the survivor

me

well, i told him to meet us after school. get to class, dude. the boys and i'll take him to rshs after school and then a few blocks to the survivor so he doesn't pull some sketch shit on us. he admitted he was a cobra, btw. problem solved. what a doofus lol

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[SirBlazeALot]

Gigi

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Location: La Lune Photo Memory -> The Den, MayMarie's Room


Kickin' It With: MayMarie

Coming back from the photo was quite the head trip. In addition to feeling like she weighed an extra one hundred pounds, Gigi was also feeling quite lightheaded. She also felt more Chi fatigued than usual, so she figured that the two feelings were connected. Laying on May's bed was really all she wanted to do now. In fact, it seemed like a nice middle of the day nap was in order. But first notes. Gigi slowly took out her phone and began to record all that she had learned in short choppy sentences.


She chuckled softly at MayMarie's little comment and replied, "Yes MayMarie...there is truly...nothing...I'd rather do with...my time...than...spend it...with...you..." she spoke slowly as she took notes simultaneously. Gigi finished quickly and returned her phone to her pocket and did some fucking around of her own. "I didn't plan on going to class today anyway," she revealed through a yawn and playfully snuggled her head against May's shoulder. "All I want to do today is hang out with my least favorite slut in school~" Gigi's voice became softer as she drifted off to sleep, effectively inviting herself to a nap in MayMarie's bed.


@theglassangel


Vaughn


Location: His car in the BCHS Parking Lot


Kickin' It With: Remy & Audence

Vaughn could give less of a shit about what Audence thought about his drawing. Knowing the guy as long as he has he just knew that he didn't get it. He gave him a dismissive "You're shit," with a smirk and kept working on the drawing. Which he thought was coming out quite nicely. Perhaps next time he saw the subject in question he'd get her thoughts on it. He refreshed Audence's memory of Boltius when he was brought up. "Bolt's the little junkie first year. We smoked him out at a party once and he totally fucked up the vibe remember? He just like...does too much, man..."


He also had little interest in whom Dale chose to spend her time with. He looked at Audence from the rear view mirror and then back down at his drawing. "I don't know guys, I mean...it's not like we're building a secret Cobra death ray that the Tigers can't know about right? If they want problems they know where to find us," Vaughn had a very non-confrontational vibe about him as he gave his two cents. "I guess it is kinda dangerous but I dunno...I think it's kinda cute the Tigers have a Cobra fetish. Maybe that's why they keep stealing our shit~" Vaughn highly doubted he'd be seeing Iris at all, since he was skipping but he casually replied, "Yeah, sure thing Rem." The faint sound of the class bell could be heard from the parking lot, so Vaughn figured Steph would be there soon and preemptively began to roll more peachy joints. Juicy.


@theglassangel @Danoram


Asad


Location: Leaving 7/11 Convenient Store, near Red Spectre High


Kickin' It With: Jason, Iris, & Oliver

Asad wasn't sure what he was supposed to do with Jason's leniency. He had to admit, if Jason didn't seem like an okay guy, tolerable at the very least, he wouldn't have joined the Spectres to begin with. "Thanks I guess..." Asad replied, curious to know what the other three bozos were in for, but now wasn't really the time to ask. They had to motor outta here as quickly as possible. Although, he wondered if he could make it any worse for them and easier on him by telling the leader it wasn't even his fault, and that if it weren't for Allie and her obnoxious hero routine he could have left peacefully with a beer and an "old" Spider-Man comic. "You know, it was--"


"Cardinal." Asad froze briefly before eyeing the woman and her small blonde companion through his tinted visor. At first he thought, Oh God, more of them? But these guys seemed a little...off. Like they weren't from around here. When the girl revealed she was not only a Cobra, but the second in command, Asad tightened his fists and prepared himself for a fight. It looked like a two on two but who knows how many Cobras were just out of sight.


The conversation seemed to be civil, but Asad wasn't convinced it would stay that way. Cobras are known for being unpredictable. Asad rolled his head around on his neck and commented, "Jason, we'd better take this somewhere else. This is the wrong place to start trouble if that's what these guys are after. Pigs could show up at any second."


@Bedbae @NyxNightmare @RubyRose


Vladimir


Location: In front of The Survivor


Kickin' It With: Keimi, Hayley & Leon

Vladimir merely snickered when Hayley told him she actually charged Leon for his noodles. He also completely mistook what she was trying to communicate to him. "Heh. How honorable of our honored guest," Vladimir mocked, turning to the boy and cracking his knuckles. "You let me know eef you want to be giving us more money sweet heart." Vlad had robbed someone to afford all these burgers this morning, he had no qualms with robbing Leon. However, he was more interested in Hayley's restaurant. "We should all go there to have dinner one of these nights, no? I'm great with parents you know," Vladimir winked and returned to eating Leon's noodles. He wasn't actually lying, Vladimir really only turned down his Vladness in the presence of someone's parents. But once they were gone he'd go right back to cracking jokes about fucking someone's grandmother.


He gave Keimi a pat on the head when she crouched near him and offered her the noodles so he could get back to his burger. "Ewwww studying...blegh. Studying, eet ees for the losers." Having Leon untied really didn't bother him much, he'd have to be stupid to try anything with him in the room. A part of him wished he would, he could certainly go for a beat down right now. "New feesh ees better no? Will not be making you do the studying." Vlad stretched his arms as he finished his burger and threw a french fry at Leon for no reason other than to amuse himself. After all, he'd be here for a few hours until the meeting started so...may as well be entertained right?


@Danoram @BlueInPassing

~MUHFUCKIN' TIMESKIP!~

A few hours after school...

The Spectres are meeting up to talk about the Dragons and a possible alliance with the Cobras. Little do they know, the Tigers are on their way to The Survivor to rescue Leon, the missing Dragon. Meanwhile, the Dragons are discussing their recently killed members and are preparing for war with the Spectres. In the midst of all the animosity, the Cobras are getting ready to turn the fuck up on a school night for Suzumaki's birthday.

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Harley


Location: Lurking in the vicinity of The Survivor


Kickin' It With: Jed

Harley had no idea what prompted this attack on the Spectres. She, or perhaps more accurately, currently a she, had spent New Years at a family party and was unable to join the rest of her Tiger brethren in the festivities. All Fel had told her was that if this mission goes over well, then they'd solidify a relationship with the Dragons, and that meant twice the people to shamelessly flirt with than normal for Harley, and that was all the motivation she needed to get the job done.


She had only been on a few missions before, and none of them required going to the heart of West District and hanging out near their base of operations. This wasn't just a spot they liked to go to, this was the spot they liked to go to. Harley couldn't understand why, the rest of the area was still recovering from the tsunami and it seemed like a sketchy place. Of course, anywhere outside of Northside seems sketchy to Harley. Luckily she had Jeddidia around to protect her from any western weirdos should they come across any. "Jeddidiaaa...I don't like it here. It's sooo gross," she whined and pouted, holding on to Jed's arm as she peaked around the corner of the alley to see if she could spot any girls that looked like Spectres. I.E. any girl wearing the slightest modicum of red. "Why would anyone live here?" she asked, hiding behind the corner once again, seeing no one in sight or...just boys. But bending them would be the opposite of what she was supposed to be doing here.


Harley's goal was simple. Change as many Spectre girls into boys as possible so when Chikage attacked the base, he wouldn't have any qualms with hurting them. This of course meant Harley had to work fast before Chikage even got there and avoid being seen by him, lest he figure out the game she and Fel were running on him. The task was relatively simple. Harley was wearing a Red Spectre High hoodie, a black skirt, and red converse, so she looked like quite a bit like a Spectre herself. If a girl who looked like she was affiliated with the Spectres came walking this way, she would fling herself out onto the sidewalk and pretend she was being attacked by Jed. And while the lady was trying to deal with Jed, she'd sneak up behind her, grope her and bend her, smack her upside the head with her umbrella, and she and Jed would flee to another alley and repeat until Harley was out of juice, which would be two...maybe three girls later.


@RubyRose @ anyone who's tryna get bent


Tsu


Location: Ascension, 3rd Floor Dojo


Kickin' It With:...A fuck ton of Dragons?

Finding the bodies was...absolutely terrible. Calling the members' parents was even worse. They themselves were Dragons thankfully, and had no problem misdirecting the police away from the gang. The police themselves probably wouldn't even care. "Teenagers Found Dead" wasn't exactly breaking news in Shima. And this wasn't the first time Tsu had experienced it, but she knew that wasn't the case for some of the first and second years. These girls were probably close friends of theirs'. So she'd asked each of the Dragons to meet her today in the third floor of Ascension. The dojo on this floor was mostly empty space and it was quite large, so there was plenty of space for a ton of people. This is usually where they hold meetings when she or Isaac wish to address a lot of people at once. The turnout wasn't bad either.


Tsu waited in front of the dojo's mirror for everyone to get in formation, that is, to form several lines and face her quietly. Once they did so, Tsu bowed, they bowed back, and Tsu instructed them. "You're all welcome to sit." She'd come to Ascension right after school to train so she'd managed to change out of her uniform and into her blue hakama and kendo jacket. She drank from her water bottle, still sort of catching her breath from her training session upstairs. She didn't stop until it was absolutely necessary to come down and greet everyone.


"I'm assuming all of you know that our friend Leon -- perhaps you know him as Corbin -- was kidnapped by Spectres last night at the New Year's Festival. And, now that you've all read my text, you know that two of our newest members were killed last night...Caroline and Amelia. Their parents are Dragons themselves, so we've all been invited to attend their funeral service. For now, I would like for all of us to spend a few minutes in silence in honor of our fallen friends. Meditate and send their spirits and their families all of your love and positive energy." Tsu sat down, folded her legs, and closed her eyes. Tsu didn't do one minute moments of silence, no, she made everyone sit there and meditate for at least a solid ten minutes before she stood up and addressed them again.


"Our enemies think that they can commit such a cowardly act and suffer no consequences. My friends, our enemies are wrong. From this point forward, the Spectres have made our blacklist. If you see any of them in our territory, you will call on each other to strike them down. And if possible, you will capture them as well. They take one of ours, we'll take two of theirs', and then perhaps they'll be more open to arranging an agreement to send Leon home."


"But they are just our known enemies. We cannot overlook the possibility that the Spectres had nothing to do with Caroline and Amelia's murders. Both the Cobras and the Tigers have been unusually aggressive lately, as we all know. I have spoken with the Elder of the Tigers and we've agreed to leave each other alone. I wouldn't be surprised if he was lying. However, we will honor this agreement. You are not to attack Tigers and you are to avoid passing through North District if possible. We will play nice and conduct a more secretive investigation into their activities. And we'll do the same for the Cobras as well. I wish to minimize conflict with those two in favor of focusing on the Spectres, because they've gone out of their way to make us their enemies. And they'll regret it." Tsu took a deep breath and shook her head.


"This isn't about revenge. This is to remind them that we are not to be trifled with, and we don't take the loss of life lightly. As always, we will not retaliate with murder. We're above that. You are not to kill Spectres, or Cobras, or anyone unless you absolutely have to in order to protect yourself, any of us, or anyone from our District. We must stay vigilant, and look out for each other above all else. Now. Does anyone have any ideas about how we might go about capturing Spectres, and investigating the Cobras and the Tigers? I'm open to hearing them."


@any dragons who wanna be here @ also fuck I'm sorry this is hella long, she wouldn't shut up. she totally pulled a Mikey


Glasper


Location: Evey's House


Kickin' It With: Evey

It's not a date. Glasper had to remind himself of this fact for the entire duration of his walk to Evey's house. Yet thinking it and saying it out loud didn't make him feel any less nervous. And he knew it was ridiculous. Before yesterday, he would've been strolling to Evey's place without a care in the world. But things were different now and his stomach seemed to do a fucking back flip with every step he took. This was the moment of truth: was the kiss a mistake or not? He was about to find out.


The acrobatic stomach got even worse when Evey's house came into view. "Oh my God..." he murmured out loud. He hadn't bothered to dress up special, and even if he wanted to his wardrobe consisted almost entirely of black hoodies and t-shirts and jeans anyway. The only exception was a suit he wore to funerals. So he was pretty much forced to show up as regular old Emo Jesus, which was better in his opinion anyway. It solidified the whole "not a date" thing. And despite how nervous he was, he found himself smiling because...well...he was also excited.


When he got to Evey's house his steps slowed on the way up to her door. His throat felt dry and his heart felt like it was going to crawl out of his mouth, but he got the balls to just go ahead and do it. He rang the doorbell. Part of him strongly wanted to run and abort this whole cake mission, but that would just...just be so much worse than staying.


@theglassangel


Vaughn


Location: Southside Boardwalk


Kickin' With: Steph

"I dunno man...it sounds like a bad idea..." Vaughn sat on the hood of his car, overlooking the beach below. A joint sat between his lips as if it were just a cigarette. No one on the boardwalk would care, in fact, he'd be surprised if half the people on the beach weren't high or drunk or on something. And it's not like cops ever came through to the area, so it was pretty safe to casually smoke.


Steph had mentioned sushi in East District and Vaughn wasn't feeling too good about it. "Like...you know how Suz gets she's a fuckin' maniac. Especially around you she like...she's always always getting into dick contests with you dude...and she's loud and shit...and I'm really not tryna fuck around with the Dragons man." Vaughn had a soft spot for the blues that he didn't mention often for obvious reasons. Any other gang, he'd be fine with intruding on them. Hell, he wanted to go to White District to get his mask back but he'd gotten high all day and just wasn't up to it anymore.


@Leaf Fi @ any cobras tryna kick it on the boardwalk


Iza


Location: The Survivor


Kickin' It With: I guess we'll find out, and also texting Mel

Iza unfortunately shared her last class with Summer, who was nothing short of an evil bitch to her. Summer had complained about the after school meeting because she had some kind of hair appointment at the same time, as if Iza gave a fuck. Iza on the other hand had literally nothing to do after school, so she didn't mind. She did her homework in study hall after the bell and headed straight to The Survivor. Even then she was at least an hour early so she'd found a nice corner to chill alone in and play her Nintendo DS.


Then it occurred to her that Melony would certainly be coming to this meeting. Which meant afterward, it would be a perfect opportunity to practice making out. Iza still couldn't believe Melony had actually agreed to it. She knew that she was quite the dedicated individual but she didn't know just how dedicated she was. And to think, if Vlad hadn't made that stupid joke about mono it never would have happened. Iza decided to text Melony to see if she wanted her first "lesson" (it's not like Iza's a kissing expert) today after the meeting. "Hey wanna make out after the meeting" didn't seem like the most prudent text, and she really didn't wanna fuck this up somehow by seeming too eager so she settled for the laziest test possible.

Spoiler

melony

me

hey

@RubyRose @ any spectres tryna kick it

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[Danoram]

Archie "Cock" Babcock

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Location: (RSHS) Courtyard: Sitting at a picnic table | Interacting/Mentioned: Cato, Sean, Russ

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Archie was glad that Sean's reaction to Trevor/Travis lying about being a Spectre wasn't over the top or anything, but I guess that was the point in his little 'shh'. Still, had it been Keimi, or possibly Vladimir, who knows what would've happened? Of course, the two are as comical as can be, and there's never a chance to hang out with one of them that Archie would turn down - but he's like that with everyone.


"Yep, yep. Us Spectres should stick together because we can help!" At this, a snicker escaped the Australian. He gave a silly nod while pulling his hood over his head, briefly tugging at one of the little panda ears on it before sticking a balled fist up near Russ' cheek and adding in with what Cato said, "Bet we can 'elp with'at." He winked. When suddenly his phone vibrated against the adult magazine in his back pocket, though, the pink-haired guy whipped around and quickly took the device out - he was just now receiving Jason's text, cringing slightly at the message. Archie's never enjoyed meetings. They make him feel a strange sense of responsibility... responsibility is gay, which is why he always makes sure to show up late to boxing practice, dates, doctor's appointments, etc. It's also because he likes saying "fashionably late".


"What if I said I wasn't a Specter- " Trevor asked - more so in a way that sounded like he was stating a fact, though. Archie forced his smile down, putting up a strangely stern expression as he turned to face the guy again. On the inside, however, he was cracking up, "Nevah woulda guessed 'at." I'd say he did a pretty good job at coming off hostile for the moment until Cato's little: "Sorry?" In which he accidentally spit out a little note of laughter, instantly covering his mouth to hide the amusement while forcefully furrowing his brow. Archie's one of those people who can't help but laugh when it feels like you're not supposed to. "Sorry~" He mouthed an apology from slightly behind Cato as the jock spoke, talking something about being offended.


If anything, Archie's entertained. I mean, he totally agrees with the whole sending someone like Russ to come and convince them being the Cobra's way of looking down on the Spectres, but that just makes proving your worth so much more fun. Archie kind of wanted to fight the smelly guy. Slowly backing up, the Australian leaned against the picnic table in thought. Who was the leader of the Cobras, again? He could only recall rumors of him being blind, but knows nothing more than that. Once Cato was finished waving his phone about, Archie stood up straight again and shrugged, "We sounds real specific, yeh?" He ruffled Sean's hair with a laugh before patting himself down to make sure he had his magazine and everything in check, then he made sure to grab his Capri Sun from off of the table.


As he started away from the group, Archie took Cato's football with him, tossing it into the air and whatnot until he was far enough away. The guy turned around to walk backwards and launched it without even warning for a heads up or anything, because he knew the blonde would come no short of catching it. "Don't stay to busy, mates. I'm countin' for a boxin' partnah!" He called out with a wave, then finally disappeared through the school doors.


@RubyRose @theglassangel @BlueInPassing

(Lol, I know it's not my timeskip post, but I put this in hear to wrap up so Ruby could write Sean if she wants.)

 

[NyxNightmare]

? Organization: Black Cobras ? Rank: Second in Command ?

The second in command kept her focus tied onto the Spectre leader, analyzing his words. Behind her leader's back? No, Iris often took care of diplomatic relations herself, only bothering to drag Remiel out when it was really needed. Sure, it was always a possibility he wouldn't take kind to her here right now, however, it wasn't as if she was forming an alliance or declaring war without his consent. She had merely come for answers, refusing to wallow in the dark of the many rumors about last night. If a war was going to break out, she needed to know now. She remained silent, even after the more agitated tone from the man next to Cardinal spoke. Her eyes broke for an instant, finally taking in his presence. She could sense him tensing, and she raised her eyebrows slightly with amusement. Instead of replying to his comment, she answered Cardinal's questions,


"Please, do not suggest something so absurd. I didn't earn this status for being so reckless. I'd like to schedule an official meeting with you to discuss diplomatic issues at a later date, leader present. I've come in person, as it isn't as if you are saved in my contacts. "


Not that it really mattered at this point, she would need to buy another phone.


Her calm posture was disrupted by the mention of having sent another Cobra to the school.


Dammit Russ...all you had to do was blend in and remain hidden. How fucking hard is it...


When the second in command replied, her voice remained unwavered, yet it was apparent by her expression that she found the situation slightly irritating.


"I wouldn't go as far as to say I sent someone...exactly...pardon the inconvenience."


Shifting her gaze back to the man beside Cardinal, she decided to give him something after all,


"If I wanted to fight, this wouldn't be my choice of entrance."


Crossing her arms, she tilted her head slightly.


"As I presume you have more pressing matters to tend to besides entertaining a few snakes, we'll be taking our leave."


With that, she waited for his reply on when an official meeting date would be good for him.


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After parting ways with the two Spectres, it only then occurred to Iris that she hadn't delved into Russ's location. Speaking of location, she didn't know her way around the territory at all. Finding Cardinal had been by mere chance.


Iris wondered if Remiel would be off his high right about now. She hoped to speak to him soon. Oliver and Iris must have been out in Spectre territory for a good few hours now.


Shit....


Turning to Oliver, she spoke,


"Do you see a cell phone store around here by chance? I think if we had our phones we could use GPS to get home and to message our lost snake . I swear we just passed this bush ten times....twelve?"





It would be easy to ask Peyton for her phone, only the girl was supposed to follow them around remaining hidden until they made it back to Cobra grounds. In case something happened, it wouldn't do any good to have her here beside them. The element of surprise was vital.



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? Organization: Red Spectres ? Rank: Member ?





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Aya couldn't exactly explain everything, but somehow she had gone to school all because of that Bike Hero chic. After all the commotion in the store, she had fled alongside the girl without really thinking. She had been dropped off on the school grounds, and just as fast as it had all happened, the girl disappeared. Probably to class. Well, Aya spent her time at school upon the roof top, trying to piece together the events from the morning.


She had little regard for when the bell rang to release students out. She had left a little before it to avoid a large crowd. Her hunger forgotten, now surfaced. She stopped by a different 7-11, being cautious enough to scope out the place to be sure nobody from the gang was there before buying a few snacks. The Spectre meeting would be beginning soon, and she would slink in right as the others did. She didn't need Jason singling her out for a chastising conversation. Convinced that nothing else could clearly go wrong, she decided to retreat to one of her favorite ally ways to munch on snacks and rest up before making her way to the meeting place. She had a good idea what would be discussed. The Dragons nonetheless. A topic Aya wanted to stay way, way away from for as long as she could delay herself.


Voices deeper into the ally way almost caused her to turn around in annoyance. Only, her patience was wearing thin.


"If anyone is there, would they mind getting the fuck out?"





Her voice echoed along the walls, traveling through the darkness into the ear's of blackened figures, her distance being responsible for the lack of detail.






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@RubyRose @SirBlazeALot @Bedbae @BlueInPassing @theglassangel

(I'll reply for Spade and Vixa later when I have more time)

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[Leaf Fi]

Steph


Location: Hallways


Fuckin' around with: Glasper, Suzumaki

"Haah? Ask nicely!? Who do you think you are! I'll ask one way, and one way only!" Oh Suzu. Steph's grin widened as the girl ranted, shaking her fist in a very 'fite me' way. Honestly, the riled up girl was just more endearing than intimidating, and Steph would be lying if she said she said she didn't want to hug the life out of her then and then. She finds empty threats of violence cute, I guess. Their little bonding moment was short lived however as Glasper began to mumble in the flattest, most depressing tone ever heard. More depressing than him, and that poor fucker is pretty darn gloomy. Was he feeling left out or something? Steph's brow raised upwards as her grin fell into a befuddled frown as, once again, he took out his phone and began to tremble.


'The fuck is up with him?' Her mind muttered as he excused himself. She'd have to try and force it outta him later... Or, well, make a slightly seductive gesture to make him shit himself before fessing up to every sin he's committed in his life. Has he even felt a boob before...? Ah, the question swarmed in her mind as she watched poor virgin Emo Jesus walk off. After Suzumaki had waved him off, she lost her cheery spark and spoke with a sigh, "He acts funny, sometimes." No shit. Steph held back on the remark and hummed in agreement, planting a hand on her hip. That same arm was then patted by a tiny hand as the red haired girl continued to speak, cancelling the idea of going out to eat.


"Aaah, that's alright." Steph nodded and took a step forward, smirk returning. "Have fun in class, nerd." Oh so lovingly ruffling the top of Suzumaki's head, she gave her a final pat before walking off with her hips swaying, going for that sexy walk women do in films after giving the protagonist their number. Her gaze flickered back at the smaller girl after walking around seven metres, and a playful wink was given to her. "Love ya, Su-zy!~" Blowing a final kiss she continued forward, chuckling under her breath. 'Dumbass.' She mused with an eyeroll before turning a corner and vanishing from sight. Now to meet up with Vaughn.


@Danoram @SirBlazeALot

Olivia

Location: Baseball Bleachers


In an unfortunate conversation with: Emelia, Jeddidia

There was one thing more satisfying than successfully luring someone into her den, and that was pissing somewhat off. Oh how Olivia basked in that stone cold stare he directed to her, and thankfully Emelia had turned away from her so she could smile a little wilder. Wilder, sweeter and much more malicious. She may have been called a blowhard but she struck him where it probably hurt. Jeddida was strong, Olivia knew that alone by watching him walk, but even the hardest and tallest of targets can crumble when you find their Achilles heel. His calm, almost welcoming smile was no sign of peace however; to her, it was a sign of war. Much like herself, he was trying to give off a sophisticated, perfect vibe to the pale haired girl between them, and to Olivia? He was failing big time. That kiss on the cheek though? Veeery smart. Girls can go wild for that, and Emelia was still most likely in his court as a result. Did she care or was she jealous? Nah. Olivia didn't give a shit about who was dating who. All she wanted now was to try and be the biggest and most endearing nuisance you'd ever see until that lunch bell rang.

Now standing up, Jeddida continued to spew bullshit, resulting in the pink haired girl to roll her eyes and rest her chin on her palm once more. Her eyes did stay glued to him however, but mostly to give him a silent word: really? To her, his words felt forced and just boring.. It was as if he was trying to convince a mother he hadn't broken a vase by smothering her in compliments. Really, your target is lost, why bother to chase now? Do that shit later, man.

After addressing Emelia, surprisingly he then turned to Olivia. She blinked in genuine astonishment, her brows quirking upwards just a bit in response. "Hmm?" The sweet hum passed her lips, and in a second she had got her reply, "I can only assume that mortal emotions amuse you because you have none of your own." ... WOW. She really did get under his skin! Olivia had to stop herself from bursting into laughter. Oh man, that was pathetic. Really, really pathetic. Her earlier defeat with Spade now had left her mind as she was filled to the brim with amusement and pride. That was definitely the highlight of her day, however it seemed not to be with a certain blue haired girl...

"You..." The growl snapped her away from her glee for a moment, and she turned to face the other as she stood up. A dark expression had covered her entire face, perhaps to intimidate Olivia? It didn't quite work... Instead, she just stared at the other blankly, head tilting to the side innocently. Emelia went on to give Olivia what seemed to be a warning before storming off, ending her little huff with a threat: don't ever speak to Jeddida again. Did somebody have the case of the green eyed monster too? Jeez... It seemed that the pale haired girl wasn't as innocent and naive as she first thought... Not a problem though. Olivia could bet she'd have the girl on her knees and begging if she spent a little time with her.

Releasing a sigh, Olivia raised to her feet as well, dusting off her skirt. 'Sorry honey, but you don't control me.' Walking down the steps, the pink haired individual made her way to her next class wit her hands resting behind her back. Lunch had certainly been eventful, and she had a feeling the rest of the day would be the same. This time, hopefully some fun would seek her out instead.

@RubyRose @Danoram

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Steph


Location: Southside Boardwalk


Fuckin' around with: Vaughn

Steph sighed, a shut eye opening to glance upwards at Mr Chill himself. His words on Suzumaki rang through; the grey haired woman knew that she herself was already fucked up in the head, but Suzu? She must have been dropped at least six times at birth. Steph loves noise, heck, she's the one who would yell in a library just to break that calm silence, but Suzu... She'd have to run a goddamn ice cream truck into the side of the library, have it blare out Dubstep and would screech along to the wubs just to beat a simple yell. Still, even with this in mind, Steph now kinda wanted to head to sushi... Missing out on all the action (most importantly, Audence getting punched by a girl) the previous night was sad, but what if somebody got so drunk that they spewed all over some random Dragon? That is something you can't miss out on.

"C'mon babe, I promise I'll be on my best behaviour." She whined with a mischievous pout, tone of that as a spoilt sixteen year old. Of course, that was a joke; Steph and good manners don't mix, but she'd at least attempt to let the shrimp 'win' if they went. Shutting her eye once more, her face tilted upwards to catch some of that sweet setting sun. "We'll be in and out like a quick jamming session." Stretching her arm towards Vaughn with her palm ready for the joint, she continued, "Then again we'd have to get her a present which is a major pain..." Steph then paused for a second before snorted and smiled a lopsided smile. "Or, well, a pain for you. She wants one of your masks otherwise we can't go."

(Imma post for my others in a little while! Still debating on what to do with them >~<)​

 

[RubyRose]

TIMESKIP





Melony aka Melody - Red Rose Disctrict - At the Gym Near the Survivor- Texting Iza; Working Out <p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2016_07/Ninjas_Melony_S.jpg.f30bd0feb0681cb731fd27f4b696d875.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="144049" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2016_07/Ninjas_Melony_S.jpg.f30bd0feb0681cb731fd27f4b696d875.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p>

The blip of her phone, which she was more keen on since she was not around Jason at the moment, had her stop her chinups and look around. "30." She grunted, pulling herself up once more before dropping to the ground. She wiped her hands on the red spandex shorts she picked it up and she couldn't help the smile that flitted over her face at the text. It was not even a full sentence or thought. Just a greeting, and it had Melony smiling. She shook her head, taking a moment to analyze the emotions she was currently feeling before tapping out a reply and then moving on to the rock climbing wall, slipping her phone into the work out shirt she wore that was little more then chest support and setting up in the harness. Melony had been surprised when someone had first told her how beneficial rock climbing was to the body but Melony learned quickly she could hardly get a better work out, especially when she pulled stunts where she would purposely hang from one hand and pull herself back up. Her arms were already burning from the chin ups and her legs burned from the bicycle maneuver she had done where you lie on your back and pump your legs in the air as if riding a bike (sounds easy, is not when you have to continue 30 seconds and then back peddle and then forward again...). She wondered what Iza was spending her time doing at the moment and paused on the wall, dangling with one arm while she fished out her phone and sent off a text one handed before tucking it back in and then doing a set of 5 one armed chin ups before continuing up the wall.

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Iza

them

hey

me

Hello.

me

What are you currently doing?

@SirBlazeALot @ any Spectres getting their workout on


Eliza aka PowerUp - White Rose Disctrict - Leaving Band Room - Texting Emelia; Finishing up Trumpet Lessons <p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2016_07/Ninjas_Eliza_S.jpg.5ec46f48c09db872d8687f612b391c8f.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="144046" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2016_07/Ninjas_Eliza_S.jpg.5ec46f48c09db872d8687f612b391c8f.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p>

Though she often heard concern from people about her trumpet case being too heavy for her to carry, Eliza liked the comforting weight of her instrument pulling down her arm. It made her feel less weak to tote the case around, and she was always happy to keep her instrument/weapon near her at all times. And not just because it amped her power, but because she loved pulling it out just to play. Her mouth was all smiles, buzzing from a well done practice, but ready to go for more if her team needed her. Eliza was always very careful about not exhausting herself. She twirled around a bit, taking out her phone and writing off a text to Emmie because... well, she felt like it and she hadn't had a chance to talk to her friend about how things had gone with Jed. She sent her messages off in rapid succession because let's face it guys, that's just the kind of person Eliza is. She thinks of something else to say after the first text and instead of waiting, sends off another and another until she has said all she has thought of.

Emmie

me

Emmieeeeeeeeeeee! Whatcha up to?

me

I just got out of practice wanna hang out?

me

How'd things go with mr. Golden eyes at lunch?

me

Anything interesting going on with tigers today?

Dan Dan Dan @Danoram


Jeddidia aka NightShade - Near Survivor - Lurking with Harley <p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2016_07/Ninjas_Jed_S.jpg.9ca141fb1362cf4e8954fbf3021bbdbb.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="144047" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2016_07/Ninjas_Jed_S.jpg.9ca141fb1362cf4e8954fbf3021bbdbb.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p>

Getting a mission to go on right after school didn't really lift Jed's spirits. Well, it had for a moment, and then he was told they would be attacking the spectres and sighed. He was not comfortable with this 'buddy buddy' with the dragons. He didn't trust any of the other gangs and who's to say those lilly livered lizards wouldn't turn on them at the first opportunity? What had made his day, though, was when he was told who he would be accompanying on this mission. He didn't mind some one on one Jed and Harley time. If anyone had a soft spot in Jed's heart, it was Harley. Either gender, anytime; Harley was the one person Jed's smile was genuine for and the one person he would drop a mission to settle things with his brother for. Temporarily. He would never stop until he defeated Donnovan. And would he say he was in love? No, Jed was not in love. He was pretty sure he wasn't capable of love; but Harley was a kind of amusing that Jed wanted to protect. They just responded right, not the awkward tension with Emelia or the stuck up behavior of Del... It was ridiculous, Jed was aware, but it was a fact that he was fond of Harley and he was glad he was getting a chance to see 'at the moment' her.


Jed patted the hands gripping his arm and gave her an easy smile. "Who would? This place is a serious dump." He said softly, peaking around the corner with her. He pulled back when she did and shook his head, shrugging. "I don't know; I would definitely be dead before deciding to live in a place like this." Jed's tone was light and playful, albeit soft so as not to draw unwanted attention. He adjusted his gray t-shirt, and glanced down at his skinny jeans that happened to be a dull shade of forest green. He had a dark green hat that hid most of his silver hair away and well... he wasn't going to wear contacts to change his eye color and people would just have to cope with that. They had decided color neutral was best when he had to play the attacker so that there wouldn't be a target on Tigers for attacking spectres or any other gang. There goal wasn't to start a war, to was to help the lazy dragons out.


A rather crude voice called out to them down the alley and Jed grinned. "Hey Bender, I think we have our first victim." He winked before taking on a dangerous 'I'm going to eat you up, whether you like it or not' big bad wolf grin. "Come back here! I only wanted to play!" He shouted, waiting for Harley to run for a few seconds before giving chase after her. Though this wasn't his favorite kind of chase where Harley was concerned, Jed was enjoying himself.


@SirBlazeALot


Donnovan aka NewDawn - Blue Rose Disctrict - Ascension, 3rd Floor Dojo - At Meeting <p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2016_07/Ninjas_Donni_S.jpg.a0ad76207029ad8dc703ee9ad95ad9ff.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="144045" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2016_07/Ninjas_Donni_S.jpg.a0ad76207029ad8dc703ee9ad95ad9ff.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p>

Being called to a meeting Donnovan was expecting to hear what had happened with the meeting last night. He was not expecting to hear that two of their members had been killed and another kidnapped. He narrowed his eyes, realizing for the first time he hadn't seen Leon that day and wondering how he hadn't noticed until just then. Well it's not like you've been yourself, Don. Your mind has been a little preoccupied lately. Still, Donnovan felt the sting of guilt at not having realized the absence of not only Leon but two of the members. Despite what Donnovan had said last night, and his actions, he did care about the dragons. He meditated with his whole being, truly hoping that Caroline and Amelia found peace wherever they were now. The ten minutes of silence didn't bother him; it allowed him to think of the two girls, their innocent and open smiles and the good things about them. Donni hadn't known them well personally, but that wasn't to say he hadn't taken any notice of them. He noticed all of the members of the Dragons. So he allowed himself his moment to mourn in that meditation, and then he let the pain go. Let the memory of them move on, as if setting a small boat into the ocean.


Tsu's continued speech registered to Donnovan but his mind was also whirring on several different notions. Who had killed them? Where was Leon now? Was he alive? Was he safe? What was the Dragon's next course of action? How could they protect other gang members from falling into the same fate? Glancing around him, Donnovan caught sight of Lyre who was her usual complexion today, if a little paler then usual. She looked shocked and in pain, as if someone had torn out her heart. Poor girl... he also noticed the absence of other members and was left to wonder if they hadn't attended by choice or if they had been captured or killed as well? The doubts swirled sickeningly through his mind and he couldn't come up with an answer to anything.


Being asked for ideas on capturing Spectres and investigating Cobras, Donnovan let his eyes slip closed and he began to meditate on an answer. His mind buzzed with fears, worries, and doubts and that was clouding his thinking so he destroyed the concerns one by one and focused on the solution to their problem. He thought of the strengths of the dragons, and what he knew of the tigers. Instead of jumping in with his thoughts, he decided to wait and see what any of the other Dragons had to say before giving his own two cents.


Keagan aka Oogie Boogie - Blue Rose Disctrict - Dealing with Failure <p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2016_07/Ninjas_Keagan.jpg.00637609327cb986203330b1631907cc.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="144048" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2016_07/Ninjas_Keagan.jpg.00637609327cb986203330b1631907cc.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p>

Keagan was not usually the type to skip a summons from Tsu. In fact, he was never the type. He hadn't missed a single summons or meeting since he had joined the group. But he couldn't today; after his bugs had come back with nothing to go off of... well Keagan had a bit of a breakdown. Not only was admitting to Cielo that he had failed her crushing, but the fact that his bugs had failed at all. He had never been unsuccessful before. His bugs had never let him down... but now they had. They hadn't been able to find Leon and it had Keagan cold with both fear for his fellow dragon and shame at his own shortcoming.


Feeling like he had been stomped repeatedly under someone's boot, Keagan lay in his bed, surrounded by his insects as he sobbed. His one chance to be of real use to the Dragons and to Cielo... she had been so counting on him. It was his fault. He had built her hope and told her they could do it and then he had failed. He actually hadn't seen Cielo's response.. he pulled up enough courage to tell her "My bugs couldn't find Leon", his delivery choked, and then he fled the scene. He ran home as fast as he could and locked himself in his room. He hadn't wanted to see her disappointment or even anger. Hugging a pillow closer, Keagan dwelled in his failure, allowing the feeling of being useless to wash over him. Wallowing in self pity was something he could do well, at least.


-Mentioned Cielo (@SirBlazeALot)


Dale aka Chip - Black Rose Disctrict - Hanging with Evey and Lizzy <p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2016_07/Ninjas_Dale_S.jpg.cf2ebe9ac9a81b9795bf549285359cb5.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="144050" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2016_07/Ninjas_Dale_S.jpg.cf2ebe9ac9a81b9795bf549285359cb5.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p>

Arriving where Evey had told her they'd be meeting up, Dale was pretty sure she had at least one revenge plan in place to get back at Del. Besides, what better way to get a guy then to do the thing he wanted you least to do? She was going to hold off on putting the plan into action, though; She'd chat with Evey and see if her friend had any other plans. And Lizzy being around meant that there might be a side of crazy thrown in that just might add to the overall plan. Observing her perfectly manicured nails, she sat wearing a tight pink shirt with the words 'Can You Not' in big blocky letters, legs crossed in a tight, short black skirt. And of course she'd finished the outfit with a cute pink purse and 'I could kill a man' tall, pink stilleto shoes. Yeah, she was dressed for revenge.


"Evey, my gorgeous girl, you have to tell me where you got that outfit. It's amazing." Dale gushed when she saw Evey, getting to her feet and hugging her friend as soon as she spotted her. "And Lizzy... you're looking as kick ass as always." She said, a little less certainly. Lizzy was fun. She was a lot of fun. But sometimes Dale wasn't sure what to say to her or do around her in general. "What's the plan today, my beauties?"


@theglassangel @SirBlazeALot


((I just wanted to get something done for the TimeSkip and I could probably write something for every. Single. Character. Buuuuut I tried to hit all the characters that has something going already or something planned))

 

[theplasticdemon]

~MUHFUCKIN' TIMESKIP!~

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Felicita

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Location: Spying on the Dragons


Interacting/Mentioned: No one

It was a long and stressful position to spy on the Dragons. Ditching her suit for a full body of smoke, she floated about the District looking for Dragons. It was disappointing how everyone seemed to look just about the same. With their plain clothing and school uniforms, it was hard to sneak past. Fire-engine red hair and a sleek expensive suit made you stick out like a sore thumb. She didn't have the courage to go into the District and perhaps buy some other clothing. Still, she hadn't thought of getting someone to buy her clothes for her due to the urgency of the situation. The best the second in command could do was manage a yin yang hoodie, blue skirt and some spiritual jewelry.


It made her feel uncomfortable... and poor. This was certainly a weird feeling. Felicita wondered how people would react if you wore this and stepped foot onto White Tiger High. Her hair was pulled into a single ponytail as opposed to her pigtails. Cursing her informalities, she prayed that no one recognized her. When encountering Tsu, she would try to change into her regular suits... in a burlap sack. A burlap sack. Ugh. Despite Fel seeming more reserved and professional, she was just as spoiled as most Tigers. At least with the shallow things like clothing...


However, with simply walking around the District, Fel had no time to sightsee. Sure, there was a certain humble beauty the East District had, it didn't match her luxurious standards. Mom and Pop diners replaced the traditional upscale French restaurants and gardens with temples replaced the suburbs and shopping malls Fel was accustomed to. Sooner or later after walking, she encountered the Ascension. It was the most beautiful of all the gardens and took center stage. Taking a deep breath, she noticed a large amount of bodies crowding around the light and in the third floor. A meeting?


Felicita turned to smoke and hid near a tree. The leader and the second in command could be seen in front of other Dragons. A death of their members? Caused by the Spectres? Fel grit her teeth. This was something more serious than she had originally thought. There were apparently existing tensions between the Dragons and Spectres other than the capture of another member. Things just happened to get worse between them... if that was the case it must make it easier for the Tigers to strike up an alliance.

Isaac

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Location: The Ascension


Interacting/Mentioned: Tsu, all of the other Dragons @SirBlazeALot mikey #2

Whatever was happening to the Dragons wasn't good. Their members had been captured and killed. Whichever Spectre that did so hadn't even bothered to clean up after themselves when the incident happened. The way they had been killed and left behind was among the worst signs of utter disrespect and disregard for life that there was. Isaac felt sympathy for the girls and their friends, families and anyone who had close ties with the girls. They experienced a true grief would easily have been prevented if not for the dirty and malevolent hands of the Spectres. The fury he had felt New Year's Day seemed justified in his eyes now. As someone who never cried other than in the confines of his own bedroom or in front of a temple, with the next day with the children, he had to act normal once again. After the class was after and Isaac sent Brooklyn to the nurse's office, he went back to the dojo once again.


He went extra hard at training that day. Isaac couldn't stand looking at the mirror that day, washing his hair and body without it as quickly as he can. Wearing his pure white gi and navy blue sweat band, the man stood beside his leader at the Ascension. Looking back at her, the two hadn't spoken all day after the Leon incident. They had classes but none he had any reason to interact with Tsu. Now, here he was, listening, standing beside her. He held her hand or her arm whenever appropriate and meditated with her. Giving funeral speeches wasn't something he really enjoyed (who would?), but being second in command meant you had to do a lot of things you didn't want to.


He stood beside her with a look that encouraged her passion. Dismissing the discussion of ignoring the Cobras, he personally agreed. He wanted little confrontation with them as possible. Even the powerful Isaac had a strong sense of honour and refused to kill. The fact that the Spectres or any of the other gangs would go to that level disgusted him. As soon as her speech was finished, he felt obligation creep up his neck. Normally, it was always Isaac who provided a different perspective and get the discussion going. And add his own two cents he did.


"My leader and fellow Dragons, what has been done to us is utterly despicable. We must also never forget the attacks made on us still, both presently and before the incident that has shamefully wronged the loved ones of Caroline and Amelia. Whether these attacks are correlated or not, we must still investigate them regardless. Perhaps this is to throw off attention from something much more sinister, we must not forget. My leader, as well as myself and other Dragon members present during the time of the New Year festival know that these gangs do not have the capability to sympathize with our circumstances. If they are willing to work with us, we must pay careful attention to their intentions and the behavior of the Tigers towards us Dragons."


"However, it is my personal opinion that the Spectres as well as the other opposing gangs will not stop these attacks. If we are playing nice for now, I also believe that our priority will be finding Leon and seeing to that he is back safe and unharmed. Lying low and waiting for them to come for us might be one of our best options to retain the honour we have as Dragons. As well, lying low will make our enemies underestimate us, bringing in less and less members for us to eventually capture." Slapping his fist and getting riled up, he continued.


"As the famous Sun Tzu once said, the art of war is to subdue the enemy without fighting. We must appear weak when we are strong and strong when we are weak. Know the enemy as well as ourselves. Think of defense mechanisms, ways to signal one another when there is a dangerous situation in place. Create formations and traps to put in place when others decide to attack. Think of codewords and phrases to signal away and filter through imposters. While others fight and allow themselves to bleed out in their own arrogance and hubris is while we become stronger." The second in command's own voice rang out through the dojo. The silence that echoed made his own voice louder and more expressive. Taking a deep exhale, he stepped down and looked to Tsu.

Evey

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Location: Evergate Shopping Mall, Black Rose


Interacting/Mentioned: Lizzy and Dale @SirBlazeALot @RubyRose

The blonde remembered going home, doing her makeup and picked her cutest outfit out. Her room was pretty average, though Evey had kept her room the same as a child. Light pink walls, same stuffed animals and single wooden bed. Her pictures of herself with her friends laid in a bulletin board that took up most of her wall as well as a considerable amount of knick knacks from all around. Ticket stubs from her trips and job at Funworld, if this wasn't a Cobra's room, she didn't know what was. Sure, it wasn't the nicest, considering her background, it was homey and she loved it. It was just her dad and Evey, so she got the full extent of her father's pampering. At least, as much pampering as a drug lord's daughter could possibly have. Looking at her stash of clothes, both obtained legally and illegally in equal measure, she picked out an outfit and did her hair and makeup in a chipped wooden vanity.


In front of the mirror, she touched her lips. Evey thought of that kiss yesterday and flushed light pink. Would he like it if I dressed up a little nicer? Jesus, how much eyeliner is too much eyeliner?! Should I get a new manicure? Evey never stressed too much about her makeup or clothing choices until now. Putting her hands around her hair, she sighed. If mom were here, she would know what to do... She recklessly threw a lipstick at the mirror, only a small chip formed, nothing breaking off. Hearing the noise, her dad yelled out from downstairs. "Suuuuunny? You alright in there?" He asked. "Yeah, dad. Sorry, couldn't find that one shade I had been looking for. You know how girls are with nights out~" Evey called back, internally cursing herself for drawing attention.


Looking at the clock, she had a half hour left. The simple look would have to suffice. Picking out a lacy, pastel pink dress with a black bow, she topped it off with her own edgy leather jacket and ankle combat boots. An over the shoulder bag finished off her look with anything else she could possibly need. For good luck, she wore a black string necklace tied to rose quartz for good luck. Her father, a man with kind eyes and a domineering figure gave her a big hug. "Have fun with Dale and Lizzy, Sun-bun~" She hugged back tightly, but before leaving, she heard her father shout, "Don't do anything I wouldn't do!"


Arriving at the mall where she had been running late, she was greeted with another hug by one of her close Cobra friends. "Heyyyy~ Good to see you too!" Evey responded cheerfully. "Sorry I'm late, hun. I didn't even have time to do my nails today. Besides, I could never pull off those sexy stilettos. This dress? Half off somewhere here, it's one of my favourite places~" Evey said bashfully. Dale looked hot, as always and the blonde could never figure out how she could do that. Like, all the time. "Hey, what are you dressing as today, Liz?" Evey turned to her violet haired friend and asked. Even if she knew, it was always polite to ask. Plus it gave her an opportunity to act.


"The plan consists of four things. First, shopping! Second, as we go shopping, Dale has to tell us all about that Northern fuckboi. Third, we'll go scheming and see what we can do later to get him back. Fourth, I gotta go and get cake with Glasp for Suzu's birthday later. How does that sound for today, ladies?"

Tomas Sabbadin

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Location: Evey's, technically his house


Interacting/Mentioned: Evey, Glasper @SirBlazeALot

His daughter had been acting strangely. Sure, there was a reason her father called her variations of 'Sunny' and 'Sunny-Side Up', but she was acting a little too cheerful. That was how he could always tell something was up. He sat in the living area of his small home. The larger living room was complete with a kitchen counter, bathroom and well, the larger living space that made up the entire first floor. The living room was as homey as the rest of their house. A worn out leather chair, a fat TV and an equally as worn out ottoman stood in front of him. The tall man lied back on the couch, eating some instant noodles. The man wasn't much of a gourmet chef, so Evey and Tomas had to make do with buying other kinds of food. The food that you could order from the comfort of your own home. Or just came in a can.


Pictures of the two from a long time ago stood hung around the walls. However, near the middle of those framed photos was a wedding picture of the man and a kind faced blonde. Another one was to the side among the younger couple, some in honeymoon, other school photos and a single portrait of just the mother. The biggest picture. Tomas sighed and focused on paperwork. What paperwork, you ask? Just some information on 'business transactions' from several Northern businessmen. Yup, he sells drugs to rich kids. It made him fast money and those kids were willing to pay quite a bit for simple Xanny pills. As a crash came through her daughter's bedroom, he asked. "Suuuuunny? You alright in there?" He dismissed the answer, shrugging casually.


He hugged his daughter and said his goodbyes. While a father would normally be worried, you did have to expect that she wasn't just a kid anymore and that you had to be understanding with the consequences of being here. Working through it and being smart with where you were at all times helped quite a bit. Besides, Cobras were territorial and tended to look out for each other, for the most part. He couldn't count the number of times on both his hands and feet that his daughter had too much to drink, every time always making it safely home. Eventually, he gave her a few stern talks about drinking and partying without good company. Now, Evey seemed to tell him everything that was going on that he figured was important. Except for New Year's... This thought was interrupted by a doorbell ring a couple of minutes later.


Looking through the door, weapon in hand for anything suspicious, he stopped. Sighing in relief, it was that kid. Opening the door, the father attempted to study his features a bit more. He looks familiar. "Heeeey! You look familiar... aren't you that boy that brings my daughter home after parties? Jasper? Come in, Evey's going shopping but she'll be back in god knows how long. Women, right?" Laughing loudly, the tall man punched the man on the shoulder. "What are you here for, anyways? Evey said she'd be going shopping for clothes and cake with her friends, she going partyin' again?" He sat casually on the couch, observing the boy's features. "HA! Good she called on you, kiddo. You're a good guy, if you become as old as me, you'd wish your daughter got hit on by good guys like you! But good guys don't typically hit on girls, ya know?" He gestured to some rolling papers. "Want some?"

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Allie

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Location: Near the Survivor


Interacting/Mentioned: Harley, Jed and Aya @SirBlazeALot @RubyRose @NyxNightmare

Riding her bike, she was late to the meeting. In fact, during Spectre meetings, Allie always looked more Spectre than usual. With her red cape, arm sash and headband, it was hard to top her when it came to spirit. Breezing her bike with ease, she looked towards the streets for villains or any damsels in distress. After the 7/11 incident, Allie was forced to remove her costume and look like a regular human being for once. Thanks to the fiend... however, mysterious avengers came to her rescue and finally fought evil alongside her! However, knowing how distinctly different she looked from the rest, it didn't help to disguise yourself when approaching a convenience store. Her bike, Betsy, was effective in saving both her and Cryptic.


However, Allie didn't necessarily think what she did was wrong. She simply thought the police were going to actually be after her, leading her to run, not realizing that Jason was who showed up. In fact, she was just getting ready to go to a meeting. Well, almost. Sensing familiar figures and some new ones, she immediately pushed on the breaks, almost causing her to crash if not for her shields. Allie made some sharp, reckless turns into the alleyway. It was a wonder why the bike wasn't an eighth wonder of the world due to how many times it withstood damage from the brunette's reckless ways.


"Halt, villains!" Spotting Cryptic, she gave her an over-enthusiastic wave. If The Bike Hero didn't look like a Spectre, then the Tigers weren't rich. Probably like, dirt poor with the way she was dressing. "A fellow hero! Nice to meet again, come, let's stop this evildoer!" Wind blew on her hair almost over-dramatically. Her glasses shone from a mysterious light source, giving a determined glint in her eyes. The woman looked around. Two figures, now chasing each other began to emerge from the shadows within.


A scary looking man and a fellow Spectre was what the girl could make from this. It was lucky she had her knuckle pads and her knee protection. The man had a whip and seemed to want to harm the woman. Allie wouldn't let her be harmed, Spectre or not! Just judging from his smile, she knew he was up to something malicious and possibly sexual in nature. "EXCUSE ME SIR, THAT IS SEXUAL HARASSMENT!" Allie shouted, attempting to intervene. Picking up a large rock, she aimed it towards Jeddidia, throwing the rock.

 

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Audence "Puppet Master" Valor

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Location: (BCHS) Hotboxing a car: In the backseat | Interacting/Mentioned: Vaughn, Remiel

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When no one took the joint as offered, Audence just shrugged and had at it, it's their loss. He was pretty much so high that he didn't even feel high anymore. He wrinkled his nose with a tilt of the head at Vaughn's attempt to refresh his memory on who this Boltius kid was - it rang a bell, but there was no sound. "Boltius..." He repeated the name, doing so once more with his gaze towards the ceiling, "Boltius?..." Then it suddenly came to him, in which he snapped his fingers and put on a toothy smile, "Ohoho!... That kid disappeared off the face of the earth, man. I thought he was dead, or something."


Since Bolt was never around for that long, and didn't actually hang out with a lot of the gang's members, his sudden being sent to Juvie probably went unnoticed by many. Joe only knows because she met him in the school's office when they were in the middle of discussing his wrong doing: vandalizing almost fifteen houses in the East and attempting to dig up the grave of an elderly man's wife. So, she just assumed that after he was nowhere to be found, he'd been sent off. Joe hates Bolt, and has only told those who've asked about the 'junkie first year's' whereabouts what she believes happened.


The idea of Dale winding up in trouble with the Tigers had Audence rolling with amusement. Whatever's coming for her, she straight up deserves it - and if it's already came, then good fucking day. He was still salty about how she treated him last night. The blond was wearing a slim smile until Remiel spoke up. He took an awkward puff from the joint before smacking Vaughn, who was saying something about a secret cobra death ray, with the back of his hand to get him to take the little marijuana cigarette (lul). The later mentioning of apologizing to the Tigers had Audence's hidden eyes gaping open; he let out a choking cough and laughed along with it while shaking his head no. "Don't apologize. I fought for a good reason. The blonde one has a fucking mouth on her, bro. You'd want to slit her throat too... And, speaking of them stealing shit, I need to try and find my jacket later."


@SirBlazeALot @theglassangel

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Nakazajo "Rocchi" Chikage

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Location: (West District) Waiting | Interacting/Mentioned: Jasper & All Male Tigers

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After Felicita and Tara left the two of Jasper and Chikage to themselves, Chikage took it as a chance to explain what was going on to the fabulously haired man. He knew he was to be taking people with him, and if he could avoid bringing along any of the women, he would. So, once he was in class, he sent a quick group text to the male Tigers that actually held a name for themselves, then that was that.


Now the leader stood right inside the West District border wearing no fedora, a pair of dark sunglasses over his eyes, and a fancy red shirt tucked into his black pants - not one of the new ones Fel had bought him, though. He wasn't so stupid as to do that and risk ruining something gifted to him by the one he loves. In all truth, I'd say Chikage actually fit quite well with the whole Red Spectre theme. His bandages just sort of... click, I guess. 'Oh, I got them from the tsunami~' is all he'd have to say. Then again, who all already knows him as the face of the White Tigers? Oh well. They'll deal with that when it comes around.


Glancing down at a silver watch around his wrist, the Tiger clicked his tongue, lifting his gaze to look over at Jasper, "I'm getting pissed... If no one shows... I will personally- Ah?" However, Jasper wasn't there. Quickly, Chikage did a whole 360 degree spin before realizing the guy was just standing on the other side of him, then he hung his head and face-palmed. "Really?" Shaking it off and pulling his phone from its pocket, he decided to check in on the group chat again. Normally he hates that whole kind of deal - group chats, I mean - because he constantly feels the need to check his phone no matter who he's certain of it being just in case it ends up, instead, being Felicita - or possibly any of the other girls.


"Alright... Now, Jasper, have you any information on where the Spectres' base could possibly be? We're running on rumors and hear-say right now." Chikage ran a hand down his face. "It's annoying." He was eager to get started on finding said base, but without knowing exactly who all planned on showing up, it'd be a bad idea; though, he already had a small idea. Despite the text he'd sent before school stating that the trip was mandatory... kind of... Delson didn't have a choice in the matter.

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Chikage: I need some of you guys, if not all of you, to meet me at the Waste District border. It's mandatory, only, if you have a good reason for not being able to come. Delson, you're coming either way because I know you have nothing better to do.

@RubyRose @SirBlazeALot @NyxNightmare @Leaf Fi @BlueInPassing @Bedbae @(Anyone else with a dude Tiger. I tried to make it easier to decide who all would come, lol.)

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Emelia "Shakespeare" Dawson

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Location: (WTHS) Parked outside | Interacting/Mentioned: Eliza

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Emelia was sort of tripping out right now. After she'd gotten back to class, everything between her and Jeddidia, then everything between Jeddidia and Olivia, and theeeen everything between her and Olivia just kept replaying in her head, over and over. She was filled with regret. Talk about making friends with the other Tigers... That was a complete and utter failure. "Miss Emelia?" A well-dressed man in the driver's seat questioned with a concerned tone of voice, staring at her through the rearview mirror as she nervously tapped a ball-point pen against her clean, bedazzled, white binder.


Calmly, the pale girl leaned against the window and stared out at the blurred, passing scenery with a long sigh while biting gently on her lip. "...What?" She asked quietly. The man in black was now focused on the road ahead of them; though, he frequently glanced back at her as he spoke, "You appear bothered... Want to talk about it?" As a cigarette was flicked out the window, Emelia let out a small scoff for a laugh, "Time is very slow for those who wait. Very fast for those who are scared. Very long for those who lament. Very short for those who celebrate... but for those who love, time is eternal~" The quote rolled off her tongue in a less than pleasant manner, sounding nonchalant and half-assed.


Clearly the girl was bothered, but just by what she said, the man in black knew not to ask any further. This was about young love, so it's best he stay out of it. "I see... Where was it you were heading?" Up in the front seat, Emelia's cell phone turned on by itself - all thanks to the charger her chaperone allowed her to borrow. It let out several simultaneous dings, forcing Emelia up off the window with a surprised look on her face. "Hold on." She demanded politely. For a while now, she's just been riding around in the backseat of the car with nothing do to, patiently waiting for Eliza to get out of practice. After school had let out, she made sure to head home and change into her usual clothes - as seen in the picture - in case something were to go down.


"Eliza has just finished her trumpet lessons. Take me to school..." A quick text was sent in reply to the girl mentioned before Emelia sunk back down in her seat, sulking over today's events. She was also still curious about what Spade had mentioned about a fight. That's when it hit her. She sat up and tilted her head at the driver, "Lionel... did something happen last night? A friend of mine mentioned a fight today... and I'm curious about it." At these words, the car slowed to a stop near the gates of White Tiger High, and 'Lionel' gave a small grin, having already known that Eliza would be getting off practice around this time. Emelia rolled her eyes at him, but smiled back. "There was a fight at La Lune last night. I figured you knew." The pale girl shook her head and reached, again, for her phone to inform Eliza that she was already there.

Eliza

them

Emmieeeeeeeeeeee! Whatcha up to?

them

I just got out of practice wanna hang out?

them

How'd things go with mr. Golden eyes at lunch?

them

Anything interesting going on with tigers today?

me

Hello, Eliza~ I would love to hang out, and I'll tell you about lunch when we meet up. As for anything interesting... not really?

me

I'm already here, never mind. Also, apparently there was a fight last night at La Lune? Have you heard anything of it?

@RubyRose

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Boltius "The Purge" Beckman

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Location: Home > Southside Boardwalk | Interacting/Mentioned: Vaughn & Stephanie

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Oh, oh, oh. Boltius was feeling bad as hell right now. His short, cocky ass was free from baby prison, and he couldn't be happier - struttin' around his house with a forced limp in his walk and a cigarette tight between his teeth. I guess he thought it looked badass, but really it just looked like he shit himself. He was searching for something to get high on... It's been too long - to the point he doesn't even have withdrawals anymore; though, the cravings stuck. They were there for good, whether he likes it or not.


Laughing the tune of his older brother's favorite song, 'Back In Black', the short junkie threw around clothes from out of a beat up dresser, just hoping he'd stumble across a little bit of his favorite good-good, as he calls it. For some reason, out of all the things he's ever tried, or thinks he's tried, Boltius continues to favor Adderall. Well, except for the one time he tried coke. The more he thought about it, the more irritated he grew. Oh, he was so sober. So, so sober. "Uh!?" Blood-red eyes stumbled across a rather familiar shaped, blue and white tablet as it fell from the drawer he was pulling a dirty shirt from and into the even nastier floor. As he knelt down to pick it up, hands shaking, a large ass smile grew on his face, and he jumped up. Bolt's legs turned to spring on their own out of sheer excitement - though it was only 15 mg - and he rammed his fist into the ceiling with a loud, forcefully high pitched cheer... which also caused his cigarette to slip from his mouth. Don't worry, the ceiling is fine.


About twenty to thirty minutes later, the teen was somewhere he didn't really recognize. Upon leaving his house, still wearing his juvie uniform as seen in the picture, he made sure to pull a blanket over his doped up mother out of paranoia that she'd freeze to death. His eyes gaping around at any passersby, Bolt strolled down the Southside Boardwalk looking like he'd just hit the lottery jackpot, having to hold his pants up with a hand while the other was used to randomly flip off those who acknowledged him. There was once a time when he got the shit beat out of him for doing that, so I don't know why he's still up to it. Bolt the Masochist is what we'll call him. Anyways, upon hearing an unfamiliar voice, "-otherwise we can't go." the teen's head whipped around until he was facing two Black Cobras whom he knew not the names of.


"I can getchu in." He said out of no-fucking-where, not even knowing what the hell he, himself, was talking about. "Aha!" A loud laugh burst out and the short one stumbled backwards, jutting a finger at Vaughn as his gaze flickered between he and Stephanie, "Hey, I know you! I fuckin' know you, yo!" Then he pointed at Steph and shook his head, "I don't know you, though, fuck, though that bust, momma!" Ultimate. Fuck boy. By 'bust', Boltius was referring to her breasts as I'm sure most of you know - and in case not, there you have it. While saying this, both hands were lifted to his chest, and Bolt made groping hands at himself while letting out a laugh like the last one, "Aha!"


@SirBlazeALot @Leaf Fi

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Holly "Vanity" Radcliffe

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Location: (Ascension) Third floor | Interacting/Mentioned: Tsu, Isaac, Donnovan

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When Tsu turned and bowed to the group, Holly bowed back - pretty much just as everyone else did. She was sort of worried about what was going on, disliking the really tense atmosphere. "You're all welcome to sit." The leader informed, and Holly did just that. She began glancing around while nervously chewing her nails, forgetting she just had them done. That's currently the least of her problems, right now, though.


The mention of Leon, whom Holly refers to as Corbin as Tsu had assumed, being kidnapped had the gorgeous girl's eyes gaping wide. She wanted to flip out and start flinging questions all around the place, but knew that would only get her in trouble. Corbin and Holly were actually quite close, unlike what some would think. As for Caroline and Amelia... let's just say that the three didn't get along too well. Even so, they didn't deserve to die. Not at all. Holly silently scolded herself for always looking down on the two girls so much, but didn't deny that she was better than them in most, if not all, ways.


She was prettier... smarter... and probably stronger, as well. With an inner slap across the face, the girl broke from her self-obsessing thoughts and tightened her jaw while squeezing the hem of her fluffy shirt.


She just couldn't bring herself to meditate at a time like this. Not after hearing such devastating news. If something such as that happened to the both of Caroline and Amelia, then it could very well happen to Corbin. Holly squeezed her eyes shut. She was worried. "Please keep him safe." Unconsciously, Holly finally sunk into a meditating state; her breathing slowed, and the adrenaline that had been pumping up calmed as well. The silence around them was much appreciated. Up until Tsu started speaking again, Holly thought she might actually fall asleep... but thank the above for that. This was a serious situation, yes, but she really couldn't bring herself to feel anymore sympathy towards the lives lost than when she did upon finding out her neighbor's dog died.


All of the dramatic talk was making the beauty feel slightly uncomfortable. If she really wanted to leave, though, she could do it... and so easily too. Unless, of course, she were to accidentally screw up and rather than avoid being noticed, catch the eyes of every person in the damn room. So... let's just stick out the meeting for now. When finally the chance to speak came along, Holly took it with a raised hand, "Shouldn't we be trying to capture Corbin back instead? That is, of course, if he hasn't already had the same done to him as Amelia and Caroline... Not trying to overstep my boundaries, or anything, here... Also, I don't doubt the Tigers to be lying. We can't trust anyone but ourselves... If even that..." As she said this, her gaze focused towards Donnovan, narrowing on him in a very judging manner.


@SirBlazeALot @theglassangel @RubyRose @(Idea on what she's wearing - without the beanie.)

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Xavier "Sting" Brax

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Location: (West District) The Survivor | Interacting/Mentioned: Iza

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Head hung dejectedly as he stared down at the message on his phone from Jason, Brax sighed. He was slowly making his way to the Survivor to attend the mandatory meeting. Had he not just gotten fired from his job - the job he really enjoyed - he'd probably already be there. However... because he's really upset, he's walking... sooo... slow. A short text was sent to the group chat; though a little late, to let others know he'd be showing up.


While he pretty much always looks the same, it's often pretty easy to tell what Brax is thinking. Especially when he's sad, because he normally holds his head high and keeps his shoulders back, but will slump in every way possible when feeling down. Another deep, forced sigh escaped from puffed up cheeks as he turned the corner, growing ever so close to the Spectre's base, and he suddenly pulled a random cheese danish from his pocket. The manager from Wally World, where he worked, gave it to him as a farewell present.


Throughout the three months he's been working at the store, there have been twelve complaints in total filed against him. His manager just looked past them because she knew he wasn't a bad guy. It was only that people disliked how he glared at them and gave short answers, thinking he was either being mean or stuck up. I guess today was the final straw, though.


A young woman, looking like she was in her twenties or so, had forgotten her driver's license at the check-out counter, and Brax was the one given the duty to return it to her. So... being the kind of person he is, he took the situation much more serious than it actually was, and decided that he was gonna sprint through the parking lot to find her... When he did find her, it was right as she was getting into her car and pulling out. Worried that she'd get caught up in a surprise road check without the oh-so important license, Brax ran out in front of the vehicle, and as I'm sure you can figure out on your own, got run over. He was fine, of course. Being practically rubber benefits one in situations such as. Even so, despite going uninjured and trying to do something good, the woman was pissed off.


With that, he ended up being let go... and now he's sulking... with a cheese danish. Brax entered through the Survivor's doors and motioned to take his shoes off, but quickly remembered that he didn't have to do that here. He let out another sigh, slowly chewing his snack, then started up the stairs, only to eventually reach the floor where they usually held meetings. Iza was there.

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Jason: Mandatory meeting at Survivor after school.

me

Brax: Coming.

@SirBlazeALot @(Idea on what he's wearing - along with a black spandex shirt beneath.)

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Harley


Location: Lurking in the vicinity of The Survivor


Kickin' It With: Jed, Aya, & Allie

Jed was the exact kind of person Harley liked to be around and feed off of. He seemed to be one of the few people that didn't have a preference for whether or not she was a boy or a girl, unlike Chikage who clearly preferred her feminine form. Jed's hot, older, and he treats her better than he treats others. And what was more validating than being the one to receive special treatment from the bad boy? That's like... a very common fantasy. Because teen movies. Harley also looked up to him. There was something oh so poetic about his Chi, and overall he was just a really cool dude.


A female voice rang from the alleyway, and judging by how entitled it seemed to this alleyway, it was safe to assume it was a Spectre. Harley looked at Jed hopefully to see if he was thinking the same thing, and nodded to him with a confident smile. "It's show time!" She whispered and gave his arm a little squeeze and then flipped like a light. If there was one thing Harley was good at, it was playing a victim. She did it all the time and in more ways than one.


"I SAID NO! G-GET AWAY FROM ME YOU PERVERT!!" Harley shrieked and fled down the alleyway. A sick part of her was enjoying this as well. Seeing Jed get all aggressive was exciting pretending to be helpless was thrilling. "H-HELP! SOMEBODY HELP!!" When the girls came into view...they looked nothing like Spectres. Or what Harley imagined Spectres to look like. She tripped and scraped her knees to make this look at real as possible. One of the girls threw a rock and Harley wondered if these girls were really Spectres. I mean, it's not like she made the rock levitate or something, no she threw it. That was probably the most underwhelming thing she'd ever seen a ninja do. They must have started scraping the bottom of the barrel when all their members drowned, Harley thought cruelly.


Harley scrambled backward, grasping her umbrella tightly she stood to her feet. "P-Please, please you have to help me!" she frantically begged the girls as she tried to back away to get behind the girls. "He's trying to... to... have his way with me!" Harley fought back crocodile tears and shouted at Jed, "You're in trouble now! The Spectres won't tolerate freaks like you in their district!" Harley was hoping that by invoking their name she would get some kind of verbal confirmation from them that they were indeed Red Spectres. It'd be a shame to waste her Chi on non Spectres, even if they were B listers...C listers...rock throwing... E listers.


@RubyRose @theglassangel @NyxNightmare


Del


Location: West District


Kickin' It With: Chikage & Jasper


Textin': All the dude Tigers

Del was less than thrilled that Chikage would suggest he had nothing better to do and that everyone else did. As if their lives are somehow more invigorating than his. As if. Did they have sex with a Cobra last night and hide it from the entire gang? NO. Although if you think it about it...if someone else did do something similar Del wouldn't know about it, that was kind of the whole point. He's just singling me out because he's jealous.


He'd considered sending a text back lying and explaining that he was busy, just to spite him. And he was still trying to avoid the guy as well. But then he decided that it would actually be less suspicious if he just went along. Plus the opportunity to get his stars wet with filthy Spectre blood was one he didn't want to refuse. He could use the cathartic release of hurting someone else. He sent a quick text back and then headed out.


Del had a driver drop him off in front of Chikage and Jasper. When he stepped out, he was in his gear and ready to go with the exception of his helmet, his gloves, and his shuriken belts. Those were in a backpack. Other than that he was wearing one of those overly priced Kanye West shirts and a pair of black jeans and a comfortable pair of sneakers for maximum effort. He was also sipping on a carton of Moove-It! "Hello gents~!" he greeted both boys cheerfully, as if he didn't low key hate the both of them.

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Chikage: I need some of you guys, if not all of you, to meet me at the Waste District border. It's mandatory, only, if you have a good reason for not being able to come. Delson, you're coming either way because I know you have nothing better to do.

me

Delson: Rude. Be right there boss.

@Danoram @RubyRose @ all dem dude tigers


Tsu


Location: Ascension, 3rd Floor Dojo


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

Isaac spoke well and, thankfully, he didn't seem to mind the whole "leaving the Cobras alone" bit for a while. Of course Tsu fully intended to keep tabs on the Southsiders. They were prime suspects for the killings. Always drunk and out of their minds, they'd be the type to callously kill and toss the bodies away as if they were nothing. And why would the Spectres kill two random members if they wanted to send a message when they could have just killed Leon and made a more potent point? But the murders, though tragic, weren't Tsu's primary focus. There was a life that could be saved and that was Leon. Caroline and Amelia certainly weren't coming back.


When Isaac finished saying his peace, Tsu nodded to him approvingly and waited for the others to start speaking up. Holly went first. Tsu's tranquil expression twitched a little bit at her last few words. When Holly finished, Tsu responded, "Getting Corbin -- or Leon -- back is our top priority. But Holly, we've got nothing to go off of. If he is alive, he could be anywhere in West District. Apprehending Red Spectres not only gives us a bigger bargaining chip than they have, but we can interrogate them as well. Perhaps they would even have information about the murders." Then she addressed the second bit of Holly's question while noting the little glare at Donni. "'If even that.' What did you mean by that?" She asked. "Is there someone you suspect of being...Disloyal? Surely you understand the gravity of such an accusation."


Being Disloyal was a capital offense in all gangs. It took a lot to be proved Disloyal, and it wasn't even handled by the students. Adult members of the gang would get involved, sometimes even Death Squad Members. The other gans had no qualms about killing them off. With the Dragons, it was a whole other story ever since they swore off of killing. Traitors to the gang suffered a mysterious fate. Though no one knew for sure what it was, there were all sorts of rumors about it. One thing was for sure: you never saw a Disloyal again. But with people walking around in Shima who could read minds or use their pheromones to woo you into being their love slave, being Disloyal wasn't easy at all. It was so risky, and getting caught was almost never worth the payoff, so it wasn't exactly a common happenstance.


@theglassangel @RubyRose @Danoram


Glasper


Location: Evey's Dad's House


Kickin' It With: Evey's Dad

The sound of the door being opened from the other side made Glasper's stomach flutter endlessly. And it would have been so much easier for Glasper if Evey had opened the door. Unlike a certain Russian ghost, Glasper was the worst when it came to meeting his friends' parents, especially fathers. Glasper was not comfortable around older men. They were intimidating as hell to him. Even when they're nice like Tomas. In fact, especially when they're nice.


Mr. Sabbadin seemed quite jovial, and Glasper had only ever heard great things about him. The wave of relief that should have come along with Evey not being there was instead replaced with mind numbing fear when Tomas invited him inside. Evey's dad wants me to hang out with him? This New Years Kiss was making his life weirder and weirder. It would be rude to refuse his offer to come inside and...it would be awkward when Evey returned (which he was now praying would be soon, like, within the next ten seconds) but Glasper didn't see another choice. Glasper did his best to keep his face from expressing any modicum of discomfort when he received a friendly punch from the older man. "O-Oh right...yeah women...w-well thank you for um...inviting me inside Mr. Sabbadin." He followed the man inside, rubbing his shoulder when Tomas wasn't looking and shakily correcting him, "My-My name is actually Glasper not...Jasper. Common mistake," he said, trying to smile, trying to seem like an okay guy who wasn't just here to fuck his daughter and leave her somewhere in Rose District and teleport away or something.


The offer to smoke made Glasper's eyes widen, and thank God for his dark luscious Emo Jesus locks that made his eyes a bit harder to see. Maybe not as much as Audence, but they did the trick. Glasper did himself a favor and sidestepped the thing about good guys not hitting on girls. He could say, "Yeah I kind of just skipped all of that and made out with her under the fireworks last night," but somehow that didn't seem apropro. "Um...sure, yes. Maybe just one? Thank you very much." he asked. If he was going to be here for a while, why not get high with Evey's dad? It would be rude to refuse right? He realized he owed the man an explanation for his presence. "I'm actually on cake duty. Well, Evey and I are on cake duty. I guess I'm...I'm really early." Glasper laughed nervously and added, "Evey's a really good friend so I try to make sure she gets home safe." He stammered a bit and complimented, "You raised her well."


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Vaughn


Location: Southside Boardwalk


Kickin' With: Steph & Bolt

Vaughn smiled and scoffed while passing Steph the joint. "Your 'best behavior' my ass, dude. What are you gonna do, try to say 'fuck' less?" Out here in south side, yes, they would have shitty south side sushi that probably wasn't fresh, but at least they could be the loud and rambunctious rascals they always were without having to worry about the Dragons having a problem with it. East Side was such a beautiful place. Vaughn had gone on mushroom trips in their gardens before and it never failed to disappoint, especially when the fungi was combined with his Chi. He just really didn't want to fuck with the place. At the same time he didn't want to be left out, and if something did pop off, he wanted to be there for his friends.


He raised an eyebrow when he learned of the gift that Suzumaki wanted. Making a mask would actually be fun and more heartfelt, as opposed to the gift he was gonna bring her. Spoiler alert, he was gonna bring her weed. Before he could answer Steph however, he heard a dreadfully familiar voice and nearly jumped out of his skin. "Fucking, Christ, man," Vaughn exhaled heavily when he realized the source of the voice was Bolt. Oh my God whyyyyyyyyy Vaughn groaned inwardly. "Yes...yes you do know me..." he informed the kid, and stifled a chuckle at the comment he made about Steph's chest. Oh boy.... so much for chilling on the boardwalk. He looked at Steph and covertly blew his brains out with a finger gun while Bolt did his weird boobie dance. "Yeah they're pretty amazing hey dude--" Vaughn said hurriedly so he could ask the boy a question. "You're Bolt, right? Where've you been man, long time no see?" Vaughn knew the answers to both these questions, he was just subtly trying to catch Steph up to date. And despite how much he disliked this kid, his voice still had it's usual marijuana induced lethargically peaceful tone.


@Leaf Fi @Danoram


Lizzy


Location: Evergate Shopping Mall (Black Rose)


Kickin' It With: Dale & Evey

The golden question. Who was Lizzy dressed as now? Lanna The Fucking Banana had been for school, but she needed to turn up the heat if she was gonna kick it with Evey and Dale today and not be the least good looking one. They say girls take forever deciding to get dressed. If Lizzy is technically 1000 different girls then that means it takes her 1000 times as long as your average girl to get ready. And guess who she decided on? Officer Hottie. Which is pretty much this with a matching hat and aviator shades.


Lizzy joined the girls and stayed silent for most of their greeting, chewing gum. In fact she was standing there with them as the girls gushed over each others outfits, silently writing on a notepad, only looking up when she was addressed by Dale. Lizzy tore off a piece of paper from the notepad and said, "Ma'am," before handing Dale "a ticket" and Evey a ticket as well. Their crimes were apparently "Being too fucking hot" and their fine was a randomly large number like $593983978.69. Both had 69 cents attached to end. When asked who she was, Lizzy pointed to her name tag and answered, "Hottie. Officer Lisa Hottie." And for the first time since they'd all met, Lizzy cracked a smile and broke character by laughing too hard. This was new character for her, and she was excite to play the part.


As Evey went over the plan, Lizzy returned to character and nodded solemnly. "Affirmative Chief. While you escort Deputy Emo to the bakery, I'll go obtain alcoholic beverages. But first..." Lizzy turned to Dale and took out her notebook again. "Ma'am can you provide a description of the fuckboi?"


@RubyRose @theglassangel


Iza


Location: The Survivor


Kickin' It With: Brax


Texting: Mel

Iza was knee deep in some hardcore 3DS gaming when her phone buzzed back. Perfect timing too, because Arthur managed to get himself killed for the umpteenth time and Iza was considering just letting the bastard stay dead before ultimately restarting her console. She'd repeated this chapter many times now and she just didn't wanna see Arthur's stupid face anymore, she'd much rather text Melony. That was far more enjoyable. Kind of. Iza wasn't sure if this is how people have texting conversations, she didn't do it much, and she knew that her personality and Melony's personality probably made for odd text conversations. Melony's replies were so well worded. And grammatically correct as far as capitals and punctuation goes. It made Iza crack a smile as she replied back. Once she did, she looked up from her phone and spotted Brax. Brax always had snacks and what's better than thats? Instead of standing up to go to him, she called for him across the room lazily. "Braaaaaaaaaaax. Gimme a biiiiiiiiiiiite."

melony

me

hey

them

Hello.

them

What are you currently doing?

me

wondering if youre coming to the meeting

@RubyRose @Danoram @ any other red peeps

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[Bedbae]

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Jason - Red Spectres (Leader)

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Location: 7-11


With: Asad, Iris, Oliver
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The conversation seemed to go smoothly, at least for now. From the corner of his eyes he could see Asad was obviously not feeling the whole thing. His outburst proved it. He didn't want things to go bad right now. The Spectres already had the Dragons on their asses. Jason gave him a look letting him know he had to shut it. Bro please.


He turned around as Crimson spoke again. Of course a second in command wouldn't be doing that kind of treachery but hearing the words diplomatic and issues was never a good thing. Closing his eyes briefly thinking what to do, he let out a heavy sigh and gave in. Maybe while resolving the issues, he'd ask for a truce and maybe an alliance. After all, he was already planning on asking.


It seemed his question on the kid appearing at RSHS hit base. Crimson was acting different. It wasn't much for the normal person to notice but then again no one was really normal anymore. Cato's text that arrived ironically on time confirmed it. "Seems he's with my people. No worries we'll give him back unscathed but remember, if you weren't here talking with me, I might've done some things. As for your question, how does this coming Saturday at 2 PM sound? I'll have one of my members drop off a letter at BCHS later to confirm things if that's cool."

Spoiler

Cato

them

yo some new kid named travis or trevor or some boring shit wants to talk to you after school. says something about the dragons coming. not gonna lie, he seems fuckin' sketch. i would keep my eye out if i were you.

me

travis or trevor? I dont remember accepting anyone under that name. he still with you? bring him a few blocks away from the survivor

them

well, i told him to meet us after school. get to class, dude. the boys and i'll take him to rshs after school and then a few blocks to the survivor so he doesn't pull some sketch shit on us. he admitted he was a cobra, btw. problem solved. what a doofus lol

me

yea kinda found out. let him know I talked to Crimson already and then let him go.

@SirBlazeALot @theglassangel @NyxNightmare

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Diana - Blue Dragons

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Location: Walking

With: Lyre, Nixon

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"Just read the books! They're much more detailed, and you can better tell what the characters are thinking! A character is so much easier to grow to and understand through writing." Diana was quite surprised Nix would recommend that. In all honesty, Nixon didn't seem to be the kind of person to read big books. She didn't mean no offense but the guy had a not-so-good rep and, well, looked slow upstairs. Maybe Diana should do more research on her own people instead of others but then it would feel like she'd lose their trust.


"Wow Nix, I'm impressed. Didn't take you for a reader." She stopped suddenly and smiled. They had reached a strip of stores. "Well, we're here," she pointed to the store at the end. "That's the Florist" She then pointed across the street. "And that there is the greenhouse."


@RubyRose @Danoram


(I'll write the timeskip tomorrow since I'm out of time now)

 

[hosaki]

Russ Coleman

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Location: Red Specter High Grounds


Interacting With: Archie (@Danoram), Cato (@theglassangel), Sean (@RubyRose)


Oof. The dislike meter ticked up another notch for Blondie. Russ rotated his shoulder to soothe the pain, irritation creeping into his knit expression. What the hell did this guy eat? His fist had felt as hard as steel. The Cobra felt lucky that the hit had not been aimed at another more vulnerable body part -- say the face or the gut. Yet he'd always bruised easily and the spot would surely become a nasty purple splotch within a few hours. He glared at the guy hard enough to burn in a hole in him (which might have literally happened if he had the way cooler Chi ability of laser vision), all the while mentally cursing him to get mauled by a group of rabid fangirls. In Russ's world, that's the worst They usually liked muscly, good-looking guys. Slugging Cato back was highly tempting, but Russ simply didn't have the guts to do it.


At Blondie's surprisingly mild reaction to his confession, he gave a sigh of relief and flashed a grateful smile. After all the hostile comments spewing from the guy's mouth today, this sounded almost like music to the ears. '"Heh, thanks." Thanks for not being in the mood to start beef today. Predictably, Cato's sarcasm had flown by undetected just as Archie's subtle jabs had been. "Don't worry, I'll be right here." In fact, Russ was so overjoyed he'd gotten out of this close shave without a scratch, he could have waved goodbye to Pink leaving for class: the only thing holding him back was his faint but still present Cobra pride.


Once all three Specters left the picnic table, he immediately scrambled for his phone. What was that notification about? He groaned audibly at the very Vaughn-like text sitting in his inbox. A text he had almost been busted for. Though he did eventually spill his guts on his own… What would Iris say about this? He hadn't followed her instructions to a tee, but things had turned out alright. With a shrug, he typed a quick text on his success.


One. Two. Five. Ten minutes passed, and still no reply. Had they gotten into any trouble? It was unlikely, since their second-in-command was there. He dismissed the worrisome thought and settled on the picnic table bench for a nap until it was time for the afternoon meeting.

Hayley Fang

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Location: The Survivor


Interacting With: Keimi (@Danoram), Leon, Vladimir (@SirBlazeALot)


Anything she said would just dig a deeper hole for Fishboy. Hayley's sense of fairness lost out to the amount of effort it would take to right Vladimir's misunderstanding. Explaining things wouldn't provide her with any benefit and she didn't care about Leon that much to forsake her pursuit for cost-efficiency. So she gave a mere nod at Vladimir's offer of extorting more money from the Dragon. How lovely. The cheerleaders pictured in her mind were throwing a party now.


And speaking of parties, a Specters' dinner at her parents' place wasn't the best idea -- Mr. Fang and Ms. Fang were under the impression that Hayley was part of a community volunteer club. It'd be too much of a shock if they found out that their daughter had in fact joined a gang. However, she couldn't help but feel a tinge of pride in her family business. She wanted to show it off to the gang. "Any time, just pass the idea by me again." There'd have to be some special preparations beforehand, stories to fabricate.


Upon noticing Keimi (how had she missed her?), Hayley nodded in acknowledgement. Shifting uncomfortably in the company of the now two Specter members she had trouble interacting with, she went to clean up the remnants of her own lunch in an attempt to busy herself. No more awkward conversation on her part, anymore. Keimi calling her Ramen Rider only briskened her efforts. That name was plain annoying, not to mention wrong and kind of embarrassing. Some kid she'd helped on a delivery had dubbed her with that name in some kind of word play after some hero show, and it just stuck. The girl herself couldn't be bothered to pick out another name. Wasn't it a bit pretentious too, to choose a fancy title if you were only a low ranked member? So she endured it.





"Oh. I untied him. Was I not allowed to?" Her eyebrows raised in concern, but promptly settled when Keimi said she would have to study again. Pfft. The mental image of stoic Fishboy tutoring the excitable Keimi created a comical contrast. A snicker, the second one of the day, left her lips.


Unfortunately, Hayley's break at the Survivor was interrupted by a phone call. Switching into snippets of quiet Chinese, the girl's expression grew a bit more serious.


"Sorry, I have errands to run. See you two in the afternoon." She broke into a half-jog half-walk to her awaiting moped.