RP AREA!

[Asua]

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Mira Teller
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Mira stepped out of her mother's car that had parked just outside the gates to the Mutant Academy. A large mob had assembled outside the gates holding anti-mutant signs and screaming abuse at the students that were entering the Academy. The New York Police force had assembled outside the academy also, safeguarding the students into the Academy. Tensions were high as it had only been a few months since Mutants had become publicly known. The president had accepted them as citizens and authorized the Academy to be created, but many viewed them as freaks and some in the extreme, wanted them systematically killed or detained.
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Mira walked to the drivers side of the car, where her mother was sitting. She could see the look of concern on her mother's face as she watched the protesters who were becoming more rowdy by the second.
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"Im not sure about you staying here" Her mother said, a tinge of fear in her voice.
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"It'll be fine Mom, the police are here anyway" Mira replied.
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There was silence for a second before Mira turned and started to walk towards the open gates of the academy where the police had formed a defensive line, only allowing students through.
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"Stay safe! I love you!" Her mother called.
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"Love you too!" Mira called back as she headed towards the gates, pushing through the crowd of protesters as they hurled all sorts of abuse at her. She rolled her suitcase behind her, trying to get to the safety of the police as fast as she could.
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[MadiRaiCat]

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Rowanna Wolfgang
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Rowanna stood off to the side of the Academy parking lot, semi-hiding herself underneath the shade of a large Norway Maple. She had not been noticed yet, and that's the way she preferred it. She watched the crowd of protesters, hearing their nasty slurs and abusive language shouted for all to hear. Student after student pushed their ways through the rude group of people, some with apathetic expressions and others who looked absolutely terrified. Rowanna laughed quietly to herself. We're mutants, she thought. Most of us can easily kill a regular human without trying. Why are these kids afraid? But the thought thrashed ferociously around her mind, reminding her of the darkest day in her life. Rowanna shook her head, pushing the thought down back into the pit of her mind where she locked it up long ago. 


A squirrel chattered up to the maple tree, about to climb it. He stopped at looked up at Rowanna, tilting his head to the left as if curious about her. It was something Rowanna had noticed since she gained her abilities. Animals were not afraid of her, some were even drawn to her. Rowanna squatted down to the squirrel, sticking out her hand for him to smell. "So what do you think, little guy? Should I be a falcon, and simply fly over the people so I won't be bothered? Or maybe I should transform into a leopard and walk straight in. That way they'll be too terrified to bother me and I can carry my suitcase in my mouth." The little squirrel sniffed her hand and allowed Rowanna to gently scratch his head. That wasn't the answer she was looking for, but at least there was some stress relief. "Leopard it is then."


Rowanna began to transform into one of her favorite species, a large African Leopard. Her bones cracked and shifted, pushing her on to all fours. The cells of her skin began to absorb her clothing, using it as a catalyst to cover her body in soft golden fur with a spotting of dark black rosettes. Rowanna's eyes became a pale amber, and the transformation was complete. The squirrel had long since scurried off, terrified of the freak show that was Rowanna's metamorphosis. Rowanna shook out her fur and gently picked up the suitcase handle in her mouth. She stalked over to the crowd of protesters who immediately calmed down and stared in awe. They  parted like the red sea, and Rowanna walked through the gates to the courtyard of the Mutant Academy.

 

[Mane]

Abigail sighed, disappointed in the number of protesters making a personal effort to ruin her day. Well, no, not hers specifically, that might be understandable given what she specifically could theoretically get away with if she wanted. She spotted the mother of her first kiss in the crowd and broke into a mischevous grin. Her mother, accustomed to her daughter's antics, sighed preemptively.


"Can you not piss her off? They might have guns!"
"Moooom! I f-eerrrrrr, made out with her daughter, I made her happy, I kept her out of trouble..."
Abigail's mother shot her a death glare, causing her to realize the situation and gulp nervously. Then she saw a motherfucking leopard.

"THIS IS IT SEEYAMOMBAI!"
She grabbed her suitcase, dashing out of the car and sprinting to keep up with the leopard as it entered...but not before winking at the woman whose daughter she'd deflowered. She fell in line with it, shooting smarmy looks at the crowd while she gently stroked the majestic creature next to her.


I wonder if my powers work on other mutants...? This one is an animal right now. Maybe it'll be stronger cause they have better noses? But then, my pheromones seem geared to humans...


She blew a few kisses condescendingly, then slipped into the building alongside her escort.
"Thanks, buddy. That could've been bad...what's your name?"

 

[Akio]

Outside the school near the trees bordering the edges of the street leading up to the new academy a figure in black paused at the edge of the trees glancing out at the waves of protesters, his mouth twisted into a frown, his face half covered in the shadows of the trees as he glanced out. He had finally arrived at the academy he had crossed most of the country but now that he was here he was unsure about his current path. He had been invited personally at the behalf of the head master who promised him safety despite his reputation but he was still not certain if this was a good idea. A school, he had never even gone to school. He had been too young to go to school before he was taken and he never got along with normal people. "Then again their mutants too, they can't be really considered normal." With that thought in mind he parted from the woods and started approaching the academy with his hood pulled up.


As he approached he saw an odd collection of students entering under screams of hatred and rage he had long grown familiar with. One of them was a leopard, likely a shape shifter of some kind else there would be no reason for it to be carrying a suitcase. Another dashed in almost at a run, seemingly following the animal as he approached for a moment he managed to avoid attention. However soon enough someone noticed him, in this case one of the police officers who was supposed to protect them and the man recoiled and made a motion to his gun which Akio ignored. Soon others were noticing him and for a moment there was a flash of fear as one person in the crown would point him out to others and some would be confused but others would recoil in fear knowing his name and his reputation. Then the rage came in an unending tide and they shouted thier protests and their hatred, unable to believe he had been allowed here as well, that Human Calamity.


Akio ignored him, he didn't care for their opinions or intentions as he strode past them into the school, his dark cloak trailing behind him still pulled over his head as he entered the school, leaving the angry shouts behind him as he entered a new part of his life.


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[twilight sparkle]

Nichole yawned softly and rubbed her eyes munching on her pastry. She looked out the window as Luna drove her car to the academy and bit her lip seeing the crowds of angry people. Nichole sighed hugging her stuffed animals close to keep calm. 


The crowds began to surround the car on protest yelling and banging on the windows shouting profanity. Luna narrowed her eyes and calmly continued to drive blowing her horn to make them move keeping calm. She then looked over at her scared sister and Nichole covered the car in water to protect them as Luna drove through the gates parking in a spot.  "Thanks imuto." Luna said patting her head gently. 


The sisters got out and grabbed their luggage beginning to carry everything inside. They thanked the escorts and placed their things down. Nichole smoothed put her bang and adjusted her glasses. She wore a flower printed white tank top, pink jeans and shoes. Luna wore a ruffled white shirt and a red jacket with black jeans and flats. Her hair was in a ponytail to keep it from her eyes her keen crimson eyes surveying the other students.


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[MadiRaiCat]

Rowanna was walking through when she felt someone begin to stroke her pelt. She was not usually a fan of people petting her in her animal forms. However, the scent of this human was slightly overwhelming. It made Rowanna a bit more comfortable and thus she was not offended by the touch.


Once Rowanna and the new girl beside her had passed through the group of protesters and police officers into the gates of the Mutant Academy, the girl turned to her and said, "Thanks buddy, that could've been bad...What's your name?" Unfortunately, in her animal forms, Rowanna could not speak human languages. She wanted to be polite, so she gently set her suitcase on the ground and sat down. The reversion to her human form began quickly. Her bones cracked and shifted, her muscles shrank and stretched. The change could be gruesome to some people, hence why Rowanna often referred to it as a "freak show."


Finally, Rowanna was human again, fully formed and fully clothed, crouching on the ground. She stood up, and gently ran her fingers through her hair to get it back into place from the metamorphosis. "Sorry about that," she apologized, looking at the girl with a small smile. "My name is Rowanna. Nice to meet you."


In the corner of her eye, Rowanna caught a dark figure moving through the gates. She turned to look at him, and felt a strange sense of deja vu. Had she seen him before? She couldn't help but stare, trying to figure out where she knew his face from.


@Akio @Mane

 

[Mane]

Abigail tried not to wince at the sight of her new friend's transformation, a look of discomfort shining through her failed efforts at obfuscating it. It wasn't disgust, though, it's just that what the shapeshifter was doing sounded incredibly painful. Soon after the change was over her face twisted into one of admiration: that was power was awesome! Also if this girl could be so calm after her skeleton contorted like that then she was a tough cookie.
Abigail liked tough cookies.


Not actually cookies, though. Those, of course, were best soft and chewy and melty, with irresponsible amounts of chocolate...


Realizing that she'd started daydreaming about cookies and was therefore drooling, Abigail made a rapid effort to hide the evidence.


"Oh! Um...sorry for staring! I imagine you get that a lot...!"
Unsure whether her Emergency Social Backup Helpers were working or not she was slightly jittery, less out of fear of being attacked and more because this girl was clearly radical and needed to be a friend because who doesn't want a friend that can turn into a leopard that's amazing. 


It was then the fact she'd been answered registered in her mind and she smiled in a friendly manner.
"Hi, Rowanna! I'm Abigail! Since I've seen your power, it's only fair to tell you...what...who's that?"
On second thought, she'd remembered that never once had revealing herself gone well. Unlike these people, who were physical dangers, she passively changed the people around her. Human or not, the possible of one's mind being so altered by a force completely removed from one's own grasp was no less than terrifying. Abigail joined in watched the shadowy figure, fidgeting in place.


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[FireMaiden]

Silva O'Connor
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The social worker gave Silva a curious glance over the top of his glasses, watching as she fiddled with the seat so her feet touched the ground. He gave her a wry chuckle as she dug through the soft layers of the cream colored dress, peppered with dark red roses and flecks of green for leaves. The sun shimmered on thr locket and round her neck, which he quickly looked and round from as to not look like he was staring at her chest. The girl looked up at him, "Ok! I'm ready! And thanks again for the ride." Her voice was soft, and as kind as she was. Devin nodded, and started the car, pulling away from the bus stop. 


Silva and Devin rode for about 45 minutes, small talk and eye spies the inky to pass the time. Devin didn't want to turn the radio on, since he was afraid most of it would be Mutant slander, and upset Silva. Though, she knew what was going on, and though it was sad that the normal people were gonna harass them, it didn't bother her to much. She had to deal with hate all her life, so a little more wouldn't affect her. Right?


When Devin's six year old black Dodge Charger rolled into the parking lot of the school, he gave her a worried glance, to which she repliedwith a close eyed smile, "It's ok, this is nothing." He was a little surprised, but gave a soft she of mile mile in return as she hopped out fo the car. Silva smoothed the fabric of the layer dress. A few layers, which stopped right above knees, which showed baby blue converse hightops. 


She grabbed her stuff from the trunk of Devin's car, a baby blue Hello Kitty backpack (which wearing made her black denim jacket a bit weird), a white rolling suitcase with cute stickers all over it, and a lumpy messenger bag (which totally isn't filled with stuffed animals. Who gave you that idea?). 


The girl walked with her stuff (after giving Devin a hug of course) through the crowd of protesters shouting very rude things. Though, throuh all that, she noticed a lady with a cute shirt, and complimented her, which made the lady give her a weird look. The short Mutant had just given her a compliment although she was there protesting their safety. Weird. 


When Silva reached the entrance, she had just been able to witness the end of able transformation of some sort, which was rather cool if you asked her. She able so noticed a few others that were doing their own thing, she decided she better not bother anyone. 


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[MadiRaiCat]

Rowanna was distracted. However, she still heard Abigail respond to her. She wanted to become friends with Abigail, but something about the strange dark man across the courtyard really intrigued her. She needed to figure out who he was and why he seemed so familiar. "It's very nice to meet you Abigail, and I'd love to talk. But I think I know him from somewhere. I'm sorry, I'll be back in a short bit," Rowanna said, turning her gaze to Abigail and giving her a small apologetic smile. She grabbed the handle of her suitcase and began walking over to the man, oblivious to the fact that this could be an extremely awkward situation if she did not actually know him.


Rowanna stopped a few yards from him, his back facing her. "Excuse me," she said, her tone inquisitive. "I'm sorry if this is weird or whatever. But you look really familiar to me. Is it possible I know you from somewhere?" 

 

[Akio]

Akio had managed past the crowd behind him, some of thier shouts still following but for now he could ignore them as he looked at the grand academy. Visually it was impressive, with grands halls and well kept rooms made it seem more like a fantasy castle or mansion rather then a school but he supposed something approved by the president would have to be no less grand since it was the only one of its kind. But visibly impressive might just do all the more to set them apart from normal people, and he could not over look that for good intentions or not, they had gathered most of the out liars of mutant society in one place, for protection perhaps, but it was also a prison. It was around this time he was pulled from his thoughts by the sound of someone approaching, heralded by the roll of her bag against the marble floor as a girl he had not seen enter approached him and he had been too distracted to see her transformation.


However something about her gave him pause and rather then walking away like he usually would he turned to regard her, his black eyes meeting hers as he turned to listen to her. Akio never put much thought to his appearance but he was a handsome individual, even with most of his body covered by his black hood. He was obviously well muscular and powerful, his body strong and the very way he stood put him as someone used to fighting as he had a perfect center of balance that gave him almost the vision of crouch to sprint even while standing still. His face was a bit pale but he had handsome if somewhat thin features, with smooth skin and medium length hair half draping over his eyes. "It is unlikely you know me." He said his voice smooth but undeniably cold in a way that might send a chill up someones spine as he not only seemed suspicious, but a bit disbelieving as well she would come over to talk to him. He regarded her deep blue eyes as he met her gaze and her pretty brown hair and soft frame and for a moment was wondering if he did indeed recognize her before he suddenly knew where he had known her and he stiffened slightly but otherwise made no gesture of regard that he knew her.


@Eternal-Weekend

 

[MadiRaiCat]

The man turned toward Rowanna, and she took that moment to glance over his face. She was sure she knew him. Just as she was about to ask his name, he met her gaze and said, "It is unlikely you know me." Rowanna softly gasped in shock, finally recognizing him. The lilt and coldness of his voice combined with intimidating black eyes threw her into a deep flashback. She closed her ocean blue eyes abruptly, her hair falling in her face. She had pushed the memory away earlier, but the connection here was too strong for her to ignore. 


Five years ago, on her twelfth birthday, Rowanna's father took her to the zoo. She thought it was a gift, but it became torture. The grizzly bear was so large, she didn't want to get near it. She was terrified, but her father didn't care. He was solely focused on making sure she gained the ability to become a grizzly bear and thus put Rowanna in danger. The bear quickly tore a large chunk out of the palm of her hand, blinding Rowanna in pain, anger, and terror. Next thing she knew, the bear was gone, the room was covered in fresh blood and she was a bear. Rowanna immediately reverted and ran, not stopping until she stumbled upon a boy similar in age to her. She clearly remembered watching him kill all those men so effortlessly. She was in so much shock, and losing quite a bit of blood, that his cold black stare was permanently etched into her memory.


Rowanna pulled herself from the flashback, opening her eyes to meet his gaze once again. "You were there... I saw you after I...um...when I was outside. You're that boy, the one I witnessed kill all those men that were about to murder a shopkeeper. I remember your eyes and your voice," Rowanna said, slightly stumbling over her words as she absentmindedly rubbed her fingertips over the large scar on her palm. She wasn't sure if he remembered, but she knew she was right.

 

[Akio]

The man turned toward Rowanna, and she took that moment to glance over his face. She was sure she knew him. Just as she was about to ask his name, he met her gaze and said, "It is unlikely you know me." Rowanna softly gasped in shock, finally recognizing him. The lilt and coldness of his voice combined with intimidating black eyes threw her into a deep flashback. She closed her ocean blue eyes abruptly, her hair falling in her face. She had pushed the memory away earlier, but the connection here was too strong for her to ignore. 


Five years ago, on her twelfth birthday, Rowanna's father took her to the zoo. She thought it was a gift, but it became torture. The grizzly bear was so large, she didn't want to get near it. She was terrified, but her father didn't care. He was solely focused on making sure she gained the ability to become a grizzly bear and thus put Rowanna in danger. The bear quickly tore a large chunk out of the palm of her hand, blinding Rowanna in pain, anger, and terror. Next thing she knew, the bear was gone, the room was covered in fresh blood and she was a bear. Rowanna immediately reverted and ran, not stopping until she stumbled upon a boy similar in age to her. She clearly remembered watching him kill all those men so effortlessly. She was in so much shock, and losing quite a bit of blood, that his cold black stare was permanently etched into her memory.


Rowanna pulled herself from the flashback, opening her eyes to meet his gaze once again. "You were there... I saw you after I...um...when I was outside. You're that boy, the one I witnessed kill all those men that were about to murder a shopkeeper. I remember your eyes and your voice," Rowanna said, slightly stumbling over her words as she absentmindedly rubbed her fingertips over the large scar on her palm. She wasn't sure if he remembered, but she knew she was right.

If he had hoped 5 years of difference might have hid his face from her memory did no better then it had the other away around and once she opened her eyes again she recognized him as she stumbled over her words but it made them no less true. His eyes narrowed and his expression became a shade colder, he had hoped to go through school unrecognized without having to worry about his past coming back to bite him here but after they called him outside he should have realized he would have never been that lucky though the fact he ran into this girl in particular who he had not seen in 5 years was odd in itself.


He remembered that day she mentioned. He had a bit of money and had been traveling across the country to meet with a client when he had stopped for food in a small local gas station. He had only wanted a snack and with a bored shop keeper and a strangely alone young girl he thought he would have been able to get out without any trouble. However three men had entered guns out and loaded, looking to make a quick, if small score. The man wasn't fast enough, he was terrified and kept fumbling with the cash and one of them had grown impatient and threatened to fire. Akio had found himself impatient as well and took out all three of them. It had only taken seconds, even if he had only been thirteen at the time, normal people could not stand up to his abilities and fell like cut wheat. It had taken only seconds. 


He left soon after, leaving some money on the counter for his treats which he doubt the man was in any condition to check given his stammering but he did remember he as he walked out. He had knocked over one of the counters when he had thrown one of the men into it with a broken spine and she was standing on the other side of shattered bottles and scattered candy and chips. He had only fixed her with a gaze for a moment before leaving, she was a bystander and a child and therefore not important. A small, pretty thing despite looking shell shocked at what he had done but he had never expected to see her again. But here she stood. "So it seems she was a mutant from the start, if shes here." He said before answering her. "Do you now?" He asked his voice still cold, but now a bit agitated and perhaps came across as even threatening as he half glared at her from under his hood. "I seem to remember you too." He said hoping his threatening attitude would convince her to go elsewhere, he couldn't attack her making him unsure how to make her leave other then to scare her as perhaps he had before.

 

[WhipDing]

Matt sat down on a pebble near the entrance, tired out from the pilgrimage over here. The sea of protesters had been a... challenge to get through, especially at his size. He'd made it through intact (mostly) though, and that's all that mattered.


He was able to rest for a few moments before others started to arrive. A few people loitered around the courtyard - of particular note of was a trio slightly off in the distance. At first, it seemed like the three of them knew each, with two of them already being quite friendly. But with the arrival of the shadowy third, their demeanor changed rapidly, with the discomfort of other two being visible from down here. He was also dimly aware of pair of girls off to the far left, who also seemed to know each other. So much for a fresh start.


WHAM!


The ground shook violently for a split second, knocking Matt off his pebbly perch. Dazed, he jerked his head around to see a blue converse shoe slammed down off to his right, with a long leg extending out of it up into the sky. Looking up, he found himself lost in the shadow of a girl, which apparently he'd been too distracted to notice until now. As expected, she hadn't noticed him either.


Well, no time like the present.


Over the next few seconds, his entire body increasing in mass at a steady speed. It didn't take long, relatively, although he was still frustrated by the lack of speed. He soon found himself back to normal size, bag in one hand. And of course, still lying on the ground as before, his baggy clothes seemingly draped over him.


"Uh... hi."


@FireMaiden

 

[FireMaiden]

Silva O'Connor
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Of course she didn't notice the very tiny person she nearly stepped on, how could she. Silva was lost in though and fiddling with her locket when a boy about her age, maybe a little older just seemingly appeared beside her. Which, unfortunately fo him, the unexpected sound of his voice made the girl possibly accidentally shock him. 


Sometimes when surprised of scared, small jolts of electricity would shock nearby people and electronics,  which slightly embarrassed Silva, but it kept people from sneaking up on her. And since this guy didn't know that, well, she started to apologize.


"Oh my god!" She squeaked, "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to, that happens when I get startled, it didn't hurt you did it? Well, I'd hope not, they aren't normally that high voltage, and I am really sorry. See, I didn't even realize you were there, and then you just talked and nd since I was lost in thought, it kinda scared me a litt-" She short girl rambled on quickly, until she caught herself, and nervously chuckled. So much for a smooth introduction.


Silva at the boy, and smiled apologetically. "Again I'm really sorry," She said. "Oh, and Hi! I'm Silva, sorry for possibly shocking you." The girl added with another nervous chuckle.


@WhipDing

 

[Asua]

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Mira pushed tried her best to push herself past the angry mob of protesters until the huge pack of people became to tight to move. She stood on her tip toes, looking past the numerous heads at the police line. She picture the line in her head and then suddenly she disappeared. In a split second she appeared behind the police line. She looked up in awe at the Academy, it was absolutely huge. A feeling of excitement coarsed through her. She was finally here, at the famed Mutant Academy. She was excited to learn and meet new people. No doubt she would meet some of her best friends here.
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[WhipDing]

Matt had barely gotten the words out of his mouth before the surge of electricity shot through him. It wasn't particularly painful, but it wasn't exactly pleasant either. Almost reflexively, his whole body shot off the ground, limbs flailing around in momentary panic, standing up in one, not paricularly graceful movement.


Not his finest moment.


He took a step back from the girl, ready to shrink out of sight as soon as it was necessary. As it turned out, it wasn't - she immediately became apologetic. Matt untensed slightly, although he was still somewhat wary.


As the slurry of fumbled words slipped out the girl's mouth, he looked down at her - not something he was particulary used to. She was a whole head shorter than him, having to look up slightly to keep eye contact, even though there was a significant gap between them. 


She eventually introduced herself, and smiled at him. Silva, huh? Interesting name. Matt finally relaxed entirely, satisfied she wouldn't shock him again.


"Don't worry about it, I'm fine," he smiled back. "I'm Matt." He eyed up the bags she'd been dragging around with her. "So, uh... you new here too, or...?"


@FireMaiden

 

[Livson]

Damien couldn't believe he was here. It was unrealistic, it was incredibly, it...well it want what he expected. Not in a bad, we was relived to be able to say, but certainly not what he expected. What did he expect? That, he couldn't answer. Maybe a huge Hogwarts/Dracula tower thing? Dark and creepy, or at the very least uncomfortable. After all, everyone hated, or at least feared, mutants, This place though...this place was amazing. Beautiful and bright and just...fantastic.


That is, ignoring the mob of protesters. That kinda spoiled the image, and the heart warming, life changing moments he was trying to create.


"You know we love you," that was his dad, having to shout over the mobs jeering even from the confines of their car, "we wouldn't send you here if there was any other way."


Dami nodded. "I know dad. I love you so much, you too Mum." He was yelling too. Not the best way for a tear jerking goodbye.


His parents both kissed him, and after a few more tears, promises to call each other everyday and the hailing of some police officers to escort the young mutant, Dami was on his way, through the ugly crowd and finally, into the majestic grounds that was to be his new home. And he was immediately on the search for friends. There seemed to be a lot of people about his age standing around looking lost. Some had attracted each other and begun small conversations. He decisded to go for someone alone as his first conquest, as they were probably lonely, poor thin gs.


After searching through his possible victims, he decided on a girl, about the same age as him, with blonde hair and an open face. He made this decision through the wise observation that she was the closest. Although...was it just him or had she not been there a few seconds before. Only one way to find out. And so, he sealed the few steps towards her and smiled as widely as his face would allow, stuck out his hand for a shake and let out a torrent of words in rapid succession. 


"Hello! I'm Damien, with an E. You can call me Dami though, all my friends do. What's your name? Or, better question, How did you get here? And I don't mean here like here, like a car or a train or that sorta stuff, but like here here. On this spot. Cause, I coulda sworn you just like poof, appeared, you know? Is that your ability? Cause that's so cool"


And that was where he ran out of breath, and decided to let her respond. One sided conversations were no fun, and he hadn't meant to explode at her that much. Just the adrenaline, he supposed. Oh well, he'd calm down now, and have a normal conversation with his nice new friend.


@SuperSpice

 

[King in Yellow]

    Julian sat in the back seat of his father's car, indulging his little sister Emma in a clapping game. He'd seen the signs out the window, heard the shouting, but he was studiously ignoring it. He didn't want to think about it, not during his last moments with his family in what might be a very long time. Julian's father parked the car, and they all got out. He could see the gates in front of him. Mutant Academy. Not the most creative name, but I guess they did cobble this school together in a few months. Julian slung his backpack over his shoulders, grabbed his suitcase out of the trunk and began to wheel it toward the gates. He was still tuning out the voices of the crowd, who, to their credit, didn't actually attack him, though he was fairly sure at least some of the shouting was directed his way.


    Instead, he focused on his family, trying to memorize every detail of their faces. His mother looked pensive, his father anxious, Emma on the verge of tears. "Hey," he told her. "I'll call you as often as you want me to, OK?" Emma looked up at him, eyes wide. "And you'll tell me about all the awesome things you're doing, right?" "Sure! Awesome things like English class! and awkward conversations!" And now that I'm in some government database, no chance to ever live a normal life again. Super awesome! He didn't say that last bit out loud. He'd argued with his parents before about their choice to send him here, but he was determined to part on good terms. They had reached the gates, as far as his family could go. He hugged them each in turn, promised again to keep in touch, then stepped into his new home.


    The first thing Julian noticed was the ostentatious building, now clearly visible. It looked well-kept, and he wondered if it had been built just for this, or if they'd repurposed an existing building. Might be fun to take a look at its history when he got a chance. And the other people scattered around the courtyard. People like him. He hadn't known what a mutant was any sooner than the rest of the world. He'd always just assumed he was some weird person that could do weird things. It was strange to think that every other person around him could do stuff like that, too. The people were standing in twos or threes, so there wasn't anyone obvious for him to talk to. He settled for a pair of girls that didn't seem to be talking much, and made his way over to them, his suitcase rolling smoothly on the marble underneath him.


    "So," he said, attempting a casual start to a conversation. "What exactly do you think they hope to accomplish?" He gestured to the protesters outside. "They're mad at us, what, for existing? I don't think there's much they can really do about that."


@twilight sparkle

 

[FireMaiden]

Silva O'Connor
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The girl sighed in relief, ahoy that he wasn't mad at her. Lots if people go mad when it happened, but it wasn't her fault. Well not entirely, she was the one who s choked them, but she had control over it. So thing she hadn't learned to control yet. 


She then came out of the small trance she was in, upon hearing him introduce himself. "Nice to Matt. And yes, kinda. I've gone to another Academy befor this, kinda an under ground thing disguised as a prep school. But here yes, it is." 


Silva paused, "So uh, when did you get here? I didn't notice you walk up to me, so that's why I got scared." She said this, fiddling with her locket again, a kind of nervous habbit.


@WhipDing

 

[Mane]

Abigail turned to the boy asking what the protesters were trying to do and shrugged.
"A lot of hot air, really. Hate without a purpose. Otherwise they'd...I don't know. We're all okay, right?"


She looked around, tugging at her shirt as the reality of her situation began to sink in. She clenched her fists, knowing that of all the people here she was probably the weakest. Well, weakest was probably the wrong word. Least dangerous.


Abigail flinched, feeling guilty the moment she thought it. Pushing the intrusive musings out of her mind proved to be difficult so she forced a smile.


On the bright side, now I get to meet cute girls who might not be so freaked out! But then if they are...


Again she flinched, shaking her head to get her mind cleared.


"Maybe we should watch in case the cops decide to change their minds or one of these guys pays one off or something, and some poor sod tries to get in and...you know..."
She was freaked out, and she hoped she wasn't going to piss anyone off. It was beginning to dawn on her that the "mutants won't care, they know my pain!" might not apply so much here. 

She was also scared of the protesters though. Numbers are scary. 

 

[twilight sparkle]

Luna  looked over at him and said"they hope to accomplish scaring us to not use our powers. Though some powers can be dangerous I don't really believe they have any right to try to so." Smoothing out her bang with a sigh. 


Nichole nodded quickly agreeing with luna. "But they scare me...I don't know if I will use my powers against them if I get attacked. I'd feel pretty bad about it..." she said softly hugging her sruffed animals closer looking up at him. 


"Nichole if you have to use them to protect yourself. Don't hesitate." Luna said gently patting her head of her shorter sister."yes luna." Nichole said softly and the sisters then introduced themselves. "M-my name is nichole kudo." Nichole said rubbing her arm. "Hello, my name is Luna kudo. It's nice to meet you."Luna said giving a soft smile.


@King in Yellow

 

[WhipDing]

Matt smirked slightly at the irony of her statement.


"Another academy? That's interesting, staying out of the public eye is probably better than... this." He tilted his head towards the crowd outside the gates. "But yeah, I've been sitting here for a few minutes, actually. It's to do with... well, it's kinda complicated. It's probably easier if I just show you."


He unzipped his backpack and pulled out a bright red jacket. Very bright. He slipped it on over the rest of his clothes, before taking a step towards Silva to avoid getting too lost in the tarmac.


He shut his eyes for a moment, focusing intently on his body. For all the experience he had with his power, he still hadn't got that instinctive control that he really wanted. Hopefully this academy could help him with that. Regardless, his body immediately began to get smaller. Muscles and skin compacting, the extra weight vanishing into nowhere. He waited for a few seconds, then opened his eyes.


As planned, he was once again smaller than an ant, enveloped in Silva's shadow. Hopefully she'd been able to keep track of him, with the bright clothing and all. If that didn't help, then nothing would.


@FireMaiden

 

[FireMaiden]

Silva O'Connor
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Silva watched curiously as he pulled the jacket out and put it on. Then, watched even more curious as he began to shrink. The jacket helped a lot for making sure she didn't step on him, and she was bow glad she shorts on underneath her dress. But that was besides the point, he was very tiny. 


She gasped, and giggled. "You're smaller than me!" Silva said, before the realization came along. "Oh my god....I nearly stepped on you before didn't I?!" She was now incredible worried she had hurt him in a long my way before actually shocking him. 


@WhipDing

 

[MadiRaiCat]

Rowanna heard the dark, threatening tone of his voice, but it didn't faze her. The tone was very similar to the one her father used when she did not want to comply with his experiments. It was crazy to think that he was a mutant to. At the time, she was sure he didn't realize how important that moment was to her. He taught her that killing someone was just plain murder. If it is for the greater good, whether that be for yourself or someone else, it was acceptable. Even though the death was a shocking memory for her, she no longer felt bad that her father was her first victim. Rowanna hated that she killed someone, yes. But she definitely did not regret it. She tucked her brunette hair behind her ear and stuck out her hand as a gesture for a handshake. 


"Thank you," she said, bowing her head slightly as a sign of appreciation. "Thank you for saving that shopkeeper and, well, me too. It was a very brave thing to do, and your skill was quite amazing. I'm sorry I wasn't able to help." It was nice to see him again, so she could thank him but also for there to be a familiar face in this crowd of unknown people. It calmed Rowanna.


@Akio

 

[WhipDing]

"Don't worry, I--"


Matt stopped himself before he wasted his breath. There was no way she could hear him when he was this small - the sound waves probably never reached past her ankles. Well, this was bound to happen eventually. Thankfully, he'd actually put quite a bit of thought in how to deal with this kind of problem over the last few days. Guess it was time to test it out. He pulled his phone of his pocket and hastily typed out a text:


Don't worry, I'm used to it! I've learnt the hard way that my body does this weird reforming thing if it gets squashed while I'm this size, so it wouldn't really matter if you'd stepped on me, which you didn't anyway. I'm invincible, kinda! So it's all good :-)


Eh. It was a bit of a clunky explanation, but it would do the trick. He sent the message off, and crossed his fingers. He didn't have to wait long. Almost immediately, his normal-sized bag, which he'd put down earlier began emitting a piercing beeping noise, the second phone he'd left in the front pocket both vibrating and ringing vigorously. He looked back up at Silva, and waved his arms in the general direction of the bag (even though she probably couldn't make out his arms anyway), hoping she would get the hint.


@FireMaiden