The Psi

[VirtualPlay]

It's a lazy Saturday afternoon. You've had almost a whole week of dealing with scientists running tests on you, trying desperately to figure out why you and a select number of others aren't losing your Psi powers to the Psi-less epidemic that's already spread to every other Pure and Halb in the world. Fortunately, today they've let you off from the testing, given you a day to rest while they look at results and try to figure out a connection.

For whatever reason, you're alone in the house. Your parents have gone day-tripping, your siblings are off playing with their friends, or you don't live with anyone else to begin with. In fact, nothing interesting has happened at all today. That's when the mailman comes by, and glad for something to do, you go out and get the mail.

Maybe it's the only letter, or maybe it's just one of many in the daily mail, but you find a scarlet red envelope addressed to you in blocky computer text printed right on the envelope. You open it up when you get inside, or maybe so curious to know what it is you don't even make it that far before opening it. Inside is a mostly-blank piece of plain white paper, with only three words on it, in the same blocky lettering on the envelope:

I'M AFTER YOU.

Even more curious, you make sure that's the only thing on the paper, and that there's nothing else in the envelope. But a noise draws your attention away. Maybe it's the breaking of a window, or the bursting down of a door, or maybe even an awfully loud footstep, but in any case you turn to see a bunch of people dressed up in black garments, looking oddly like ninjas. You might try to talk to them, but regardless of what you say (or not), they suddenly come at you and attack, exactly like NINJAS!

Extremely glad that your Psi powers are still intact, you use them to fend off the ninjas, who seem to just be Norms and don't use any Psi powers against you. Before you realize it, they're all defeated and run off, leaving you completely confused but at the same time very scared and nervous. With no other idea of what to do, you hurry over to the phone and call one of the others who still had their powers like you…

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Name: Mike Preston
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Appearance: 6' and quite lanky, weighing only 145 lbs., though he's also quite agile and quick on his feet. He has short brown hair and bright green eyes, though his right eye has a tiny splotch of blue on the bottom of it. His skin is slightly tanned, but even if he were to stay out in the sun all day he doesn't burn. For clothes he usually wears a T-shirt (printed more often than not) over either a pair of long or short jeans or khakis, loose in the legs but tight around the waist (with a belt, if needed, so that it doesn't risk falling off).
Personality: Rather laid back and lazy, but not air-headed at all. He has a lot of wits about him, he just doesn't like to act unless it's something he likes to do. He doesn't really get angry, and even if he does he's not very violent at all (though others still try to be violent on him). He prefers making friends to making enemies, and would risk just about anything for his friends.
Psi type: Aero-Psi
History: He discovered his power when he was cornered by a group of physically-fit bullies and when he was about to be punched, he made an air shield in front of him so solid the kid who was punching him nearly broke his wrist. Since then he's been left alone by bullies, which he finds a very good thing. At nights, sometimes, when he was bored and can't sleep, he'd take a small flight around the neighborhood; this has recently become a regular pattern, occurring Friday through Monday nights. His parents are both Halb Pyro-Psi.
Relationships: Friends with Sarah and Sally, though he hasn't yet caught on to her crush on him.
Other: "…If a little animal came up to me, I'd give him a pat on the head, a tuna-flavored treat, and some sage advice." ~ StrongBad

The rest of the plot, details, and sign-up forms can all be found here.

For the sake of argument, assume all technologies are at the same point they're at in the current time, except certain movies/books/games might be slightly different. (In other words, keep computers and game systems as they are today.) Also, constraining devices and areas would be slightly higher-tech.

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Mike - Aero
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"Thank-freakin'-goodness," I said to nobody in particular, mostly because there was nobody in the house to say it to. "I thought I was done with all that testing almost ten years ago, but noooo, they have to keep testing even though they haven't found anything new." I sighed, poking at the bandage covering the hole in the inside of my elbow that they had taken my blood from. Then I rubbed the sore places where the adhesive neural-electro pads had resisted being torn off.

"At least now it's just me," I added, getting up from my bed and changing into a pair of worn (but not ripped) dark blue jean shorts, a black T-shirt with white letters that read 'I think, therefore, iMac,' and a pair of thick, dark brown sandals. On that note, I woke my iMac up from its overnight sleep and took off my away message, not that anyone else was available anyway; as I hadn't woken up until after noon, everyone else was off having lunch or doing other stuff.

My stomach chose that time to remind me that I too should get some food, so I left my room and started walking downstairs. Halfway down, I half-missed a step and nearly went toppling face-first…but I simply shoved my hand forward and the gust of wind pushed me back upright, standing flat on the step again. I had gotten so used to being able to do it, I had no clue how I'd survive like almost every other Psi who had lost seemingly over half of their powers.

Deciding not to think on it today and rather save it for Monday when they'd be poking and prodding me again, I went over and started to make some lunch, as breakfast was long gone. Just as I was finishing putting together my sandwich, I noticed the mailman walk by. Unusually excited because it was so boring, I ran out and collected it, deciding to deal with it after I ate. I thought I saw a black shape outside the open windows as I sat, but I looked closer and didn't see anything, so I shrugged it off.

After I finished eating, I put the plate away and turned to the mail. It wasn't much: a plain envelope which was obviously a bill, a fancy envelope that I could tell was from a friend of my parents, and a red envelope addressed to me. Hoping this wasn't something saying I was expected to go in for testing tomorrow, I slit it open and pulled out the white piece of paper. It was folded in perfect thirds, and the outside was completely blank. The inside, however, had three large words in computer-printed text: "I'M AFTER YOU."

I was confused. There was no signature, no indication at all of who it was from, and though I checked again, the rest of the paper stayed white. I looked at the envelope again, not too surprised that there was no return address. I looked inside again, but it was quite empty.

That's when I heard a clattering from right behind me. Dropping the letter on the table, I turned around and saw both of the screens from the open window clattering at the feet of six guys in full-body black cloth suits, each of them striking a pose with their hands. If it wasn't obvious they had just broken into the house, I would have laughed at the absurdity of it. 'Ninjas?' I thought, my mind racing as I thought of what I should do. But the six of them were just standing there, still in their poses. That's when I looked past them and into the window, which showed my reflection…and the seventh guy in black that was sneaking up behind me with a knife!

Feeling the air to detect him without moving, I found him and made the air grab him, throwing him down at the ground with a sickening thud. Suddenly the rest of the ninjas reacted, coming at me with other weapons, including shuriken and more daggers. Realizing the house was not the best place to fight, I jumped back and flew towards the door, landed with my hand on the knob, and tore out to the front lawn.

Something black whizzed by my head, nearly hitting my ear, and I watched the shuriken lodge itself in the post of the mailbox. 'So, they want to throw things at me, huh?' I grinned to myself. 'Well I can throw them right back!' Quickly I turned, just in time to see another pair of shuriken come hurtling at me. pushing my hands forwards at them, I angled them so they turned back and hit their owners square in the shoulders. I couldn't help but wince as they clutched at them and collapsed to the ground.

But there were still four more. Another pair jumped high, daggers drawn and aimed at me. "Anything you can do," I called out, then pushed off and flew high into the air, "I can do better!" The two of them dropped into the ground where I had been only a couple seconds before, and I quickly clicked off my sandals and threw them down at their heads, a heavy gust helping them to knock out their targets.

I fell gracefully, landing softly on my now-bare feet, facing the two remaining ninjas. Deciding not to let them close to me, I pushed forwards in a different way, sending two blocks of solid air flying into their stomachs and hitting them against the outside of the house. "Ouch, concrete…that's gotta hurt," I said.

Suddenly another ninja appeared from inside the house, carrying the one I had knocked out earlier. He grabbed the two I had just knocked out and jumped off, moving along the roofs. I sensed more movement behind me and another ninja appeared, grabbed the two I had hit the head of, and was off like the first. By the time I had turned back, the two others that had been shuriken'd had run off as well.

Completely shaken, I went over and picked up my sandals, then noticed the shuriken still lodged in the mailbox post. Grabbing it, I yanked it out and went inside. I put my sandals down by the front door and put the shuriken down on the red envelope. I nearly jumped out of my skin when the phone rang.

"H-hello?" I said when I picked it up.

"Holycrapholycrapholycrap!!" The panicked voice of my friend Sarah nearly blew my ear off.

"Yeowch, Sarah, you don't need to yell over the phone," I said into the receiver, holding the earpiece away from my head.

"You'll never believe what just happened! It's just too crazy!" Knowing who I was talking to and putting certain things together, plus adding a little guess to it, I gave her an answer.

"Ninjas?"

"No! It was…" she stopped for a second. "Wait, how did you…" she stopped again for a few seconds, and I could practically feel her eyes widening. "They attacked you too?!"

"Yep," I said, my heart racing faster now. "Nearly took my ear off, but when they saw I was too much they ran away."

"Same here, I set a few on fire and they decided I wasn't worth the effort or something." She was talking a little more normally now, but I could practically feel the tension on the other end of the line.

"I doubt we're the only ones," I said. "I'd bet just about anything that all of us that still have our full powers got targeted." I thought for a bit. "We should get in contact with the others; do you have any other phone numbers of the others?"

"No," she said, "I lost any others that I had 'cause I rarely talked to them."

I let out a soft chuckle, "Well, I'll give you Kailie's number; she should have everyone else's number, I remember seeing her take them down. I'll call that crazy drunk Alex and see if I can catch Trina online since I don't have her number. Tell them…" I stopped to think, "tell them we should all meet up at Mine's Field, that should be somewhere in the middle of everyone."

"The field that's just a few blocks from my house?" she asked in confirmation. "Alright, I'll do that."

"Okay," I replied. "Tell you what: I'll drop by your house when I'm done here, and we can walk there together, in case any more ninjas decide to attack or something." I gave her Kailie's number, then went upstairs to my room and shook my computer from its state of sleep. Sure enough, Trina was online, and she had changed her display name to "Trina: Ninja attacks... not fun @.@".

I picked up my phone and dialed Alex's number, while sending Trina a message, "You're not the only one to have had ninja attacks."
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That's pretty much it: Nobody else is home, you get the red envelope and plain letter, immediately after that ninjas attack you, you fight off the ninjas, and finally you contact (or get contacted by) another of the characters. You can get to the field, but don't push forward on the plot just yet. It shouldn't take your character more than half an hour to get to the field, either.

EDIT: Forgot that I let people go to the field, so here's the description:

Mine's Field is divided into two parts. One half is nothing but grass, with a few trees dispersed along the edges and a couple not so close to the edges; this is a perfect place for picnics or for outdoor LARPs (Live-Action Role Plays). The other half is a three-way cross between a soccer, a football, and a baseball field, used by local organizations every now and then, but usually left for people to just have fun on (and yes, I have seen something almost exactly like this).

[Charizard04621]

OOC: I'm guessing my signup was okay? Anyway, getting in a post or two before I gotta leave on the 12th-14th!

~ Name: Nox Silverwind

~ Gender: Male

~ Age: 19

~ Appearance: About 5'11" and 120 lbs, Nox is tall but quite thin. His hair is completely white and extends almost to his shoulders. The left half of his face is covered with bangs, so mostly all people see is his right side. Nox has oriental eyes; usually they display indifference, so it's difficult to tell what he is thinking. He tends to dress only in white or silver and never wears shorts.

~ Personality: A particularly nasty guy, Nox tends to get everyone on edge. He has no regard for the feelings of others and does not hesitate to speak his opinion when he believes that somebody is about to commit an error. What makes it even more irritating is that he seems to be right a lot of the time. He isn't very talkative and rarely displays emotion, but what he says is enough for many to conclude that he is not a very nice person. In spite of all this, Nox is not evil. He does not bother or attack anyone unreasonably (except maybe with his tongue). Neither does he abandon those in need, nor forget a good deed.

~ Psi type: Aero

~ History: Since the age of 7 Nox has developed a passion for swordfighting. This he practiced in secret, until the day that his instructor mysteriously cut off all communications with him. When he went to his usual training ground to investigate, he was ambushed by the same guys that he believes caused the disappearance of his teacher. Nox, unarmed since his instructor always provided him with a sword, needed to escape; as he ran, his pursuers fell behind surprisingly quickly. He realized that he required almost no effort to run, and when he looked at his feet, he found that he had actually lifted a few inches into the air.

The panting Nox could not hide the incident from his mother, a Pure Neuro-Psi. Just as well, because she managed to arrange the meetings with the scientists in secret, reducing the exposure to the public that Nox would have had to endure. Nox's mother died a few years after his powers had first manifested, leaving him parentless. He never knew his father, who left at his birth.

~ Relationships: Not exactly the kind of guy anyone would want to hang around, Nox is typically seen alone even amongst a crowd. He wouldn't mind the company, but he tends to irritate the people around him simply by watching them with what appears to be contempt.

~ Other: Nox's sword-wielding master had a few odd traditions that have since influenced Nox, some of which might show up later as he spends more time with the group. Note that Nox does not have a sword; he bears no weapons and the only offensive power he has right now comes from his Aero-Psi attribute.



Nox Silverwind, Aero ~

Soft wind whispered gently through the treetops. Nox closed his eyes, feeling the coolness all around as he listened to the breeze's song in silence. There were advantages to living alone, and yet sometimes the house felt empty without her. She had been around so long.

Kneeling by his mother's gravestone, Nox placed beside it the newly-picked flowers he'd taken from the surrounding forest. Sometimes it felt as if she were close by, a familiar presence that he'd grown used to when she was still around. Her Neuro capabilities were strong enough that he could always sense her being there, even if he could not see her at first. The day Nox stopped feeling her presence, he knew that she'd been released from her sickness and suffering.

The house and everything in it she left him, but not much else. It wasn't that she couldn't foresee her aging and death; she just didn't have many material possessions. The man who had left her ran away in the night, taking most of what she had with him. Nox could not walk at the time, or he would have stopped the crook before he escaped.

A clattering drew Nox to the front of the house, where the almost always empty mailbox stood. He was mildly surprised that inside sat a red envelope, in which there lay only one message: I'M AFTER YOU. No wonder he'd heard sounds.

Nox turned his head slightly to see the hooded figures that were making a pathetic attempt to advance upon him quietly. He'd heard them all the way from his backyard garden and sensed their movements and breaths in the air. They were dressed like ninja, but they lacked the skill and the necessary stealth, two important values in the fabled ninja line.

"Fools," he muttered softly, with narrowed eyes. "Gauge your foe properly unless you wish to suffer defeat."

Five figures approached him from behind while three others appeared in front, but Nox barely acknowledged them. He scoffed, tossing his head so that his long white hair was spread out by the wind that now surrounded him. Silver cloth flapped in the enveloping cyclone, thrashing harder against Nox's side as the wind swirled faster around his body. The ninja, now alarmed, began to step away from the wild twister.

"I show no mercy to gutless cowards." With a motion of his hand, the swirling air shot out from his body like blades of wind, shredding the dark uniforms and painting them crimson with blood. Nox watched with a slight frown as the shadowy figures fled into the woods, wailing in their weakling voices about the pain. They were worthless.

A second first met Nox as he entered the house to clean the red specks from his clothes. His phone began to ring. He hadn't used it in years.

Not entirely sure that he needed to answer, Nox considered leaving the phone to expend its store of sound. Immediately after the phone had stopped, however, it began ringing again; Nox suspected that it would continue to do so until he picked it up. He didn't really care either way, but he had an idle curiosity about his recent attack, and the timing of the call led him to believe that whoever wished to contact him knew something about what had just happened. Cocking his head aside, Nox retrieved the phone from its receiver and placed it between his shoulder and right ear. Then he waited.

"Hello?" The voice was feminine and somewhat familiar. "Nox?"

"Yes?" He didn't quite recognize the girl and he couldn't care less. As long as she explained herself.

"I... Did you just get attacked by ninjas?"

"What of it?"

"Well, I did. Everyone was attacked, it seems."

"By everyone, you would mean...?" Nox was not familiar with the girl's friends, whoever they were.

"You know... Us. We were in the lab this whole week. Today's our first day off."

Nox considered her words. Now he remembered that he had met this girl when an entire group of unexpected Psis were forced to become test subjects under the scrutiny of meddling scientists. Nox had never enjoyed those meetings. He didn't like to be touched, especially by strangers whose only interest in him was for research purposes. They were disgusting.

The girl was breathing unevenly. Overexcited from the incident, possibly. The offenders had been too poorly trained for Nox to consider the occurrence an attack of any sort. "If you called to tell me something," Nox began, "Get to the point."

There was a pause on the other end of the line. The girl seemed to be inhaling deeply; Nox could detect annoyance in her breaths. No doubt he had caused some of it. He tapped the wooden table upon which the phone rested, reminding her to answer more quickly. Finally, she decided to speak. "Mine's Field," she managed. "Be there." She hung up.

Usually, Nox was not the kind of person to take orders from somebody he did not respect. He played with his options. On the one hand, he could completely ignore the girl's message. He wasn't bound to her, or any of the others for that matter. He owed them nothing. Still, because he lived alone he hadn't much to do. Perhaps attending the meeting at Mine's Field would benefit him. Nox caught the sense of a challenge, and he was not about to turn it down.

"Fine," he said to himself. "I'll follow the fool's advice."

[Asilynne]

Name: Aeryn McFallon
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Appearance:
Medium length black hair, blue gray eyes. Likes to wear shirts that show her stomach, and flare jeans or medium length shorts. (Will have oekaki pic shortly ^v~) About 5'8" with a slim but muscular body structure.
Personality: Optimistic and uplifting, she always has a song in her mind. Loves to sing as loud as she wants reguardless of whos around. Has a melodic voice that reminds people of a sweet summer day, the warm sun and a cool breeze. She feels emotions strongly, and sometimes the air around her becomes charged with electricity because of it (a warm buzzing feeling in those around her if shes happy or excited and a tense staticy feeling when shes pensive or upset)
Psi type: Electro Psi
History: One summer day when she was ten, she was outside on a cloudy day before a thunderstorm singing, T storms always gave her a thrill. During a high point in the song (crescendo or something) a bolt of lightning came down and struck her. She discovered her powers when instead of dying she absorbed it like nothing happened and didnt even know anything happened except for the warm tingly feeling she felt. Let me clarify this a bit. When she sings to her its an emotional thing, she FEELS the music ^-~ Singing thrills her as much as thunderstorms so when she was singing the electricity power in her acted as a lightning rod and attracted the bolt which struck her ^v~
Relationships: Has a close sibling relationship with Teran( see Franks profile ^v~) Lived next door to Alex so was his friend from a young age. Met her friend Selene at school and always hung out at her house. As they grew up she liked to attend Alexs parties and sing karaoke ^v^ Met her friend Kailie at school too, and ever since have been good friends. Though Kailie is not a people person Aeryn invited her to some of Alex's parties and always made sure she never felt out of place ^v~ Her and Gav had a lot in common (they are both Pikachus LOL)so she quickly befriended him shortly after the Psi-10s met each other, and were friends ever since.
Other: *Pets other* I wuv you other you are my frieeeeend! LOL OMG Lets see for other, Ill get back to you on this lol its too hot in my house ^-^() Ok now I have something for other lol She loves cats and the cats seem to like the static electricty that comes from her petting their fur. A lot of her shirts tend to have something called the 'sushi neko' on them LOL

~~~Aeryn McFallon, Electro-Psi~~~
We need the rain to wash away our back luck....

"Lets see colors that have never been seen.....discover places no one else has beennnn......" I sang to myself as I drifted into the bathroom to brush my hair and freshen up. A pot of rice was cooking on the stove, and some steak and potatoes were roasting in the oven. I owed my unusual cooking combinations to my unusual heritage combination, My mother, a Halb Aqua-Psi was Japanese, while my father, a Halb Pyro-Psi was Irish. My dad liked his steak and potatoes while my mom tended to do more traditional oriental cooking. Which I was fine with since I loved to eat both.
I was in high spirits after what had happened today at the lab. Since I would be busy with college next week, the scientists tried to make it so I would have to come in this weekend for testing. But UNFORTUNATELY something happened to some of their equipment when they told me that. They should really learn after all these years to shield their equipment from Electromagnetic pulses ^v~ So my weekend was free to party just like the others.
I paused in my singing when I heard a scratching at the door. "Sushi...what are you doing outside again..." I grumbled half hearted-ly as I walked towards the door. Opening it my little gray and white tabby darted in the door and ran straight for the kitchen. I shook my head. She knew I had sushi, she could smell the fish. She loved sushi almost as much as me, which earned her her name. I sighed but smiled. At least things seemed semi-normal when I was at home. Glancing outside I saw that Alex was out of his house too. "Hey Alex! Ready for the party tonight?" I shouted over at him. He looked up from the mailbox and grinned. "When am I not?" He quipped as he pulled the mail out of his mailbox next door. Shutting the door behind me I decided to check the mail too. I padded barefoot across the lawn, the air around me buzzing with a warm current of electricity. Life was good. Sure there were people that tried to ruin it like the scientists but all around, it wasnt bad. As I got closer to Alex he couldnt help but let out a laugh. "Could you tone that down? It tickles! Dammit you know Im ticklish!" I laughed and tried to restrain my Electro power for the moment as I pulled out the mail. Bills. Bills....credit card application.....student loan information.....in other words, crap I thought to myself, and then I stumbled upon it. A crimson letter with no return address and my name on it. "Hey Alex," I said, holding the letter up for him to see. "You live right next door, did you send these out when you were drunk or something?" Looking confused he shook his head. "No I didnt send them, look I got one too."
"Uh huh..." I said, vaguely amused as I opened it. "That just means you were so drunk you sent yourself an invitation because you didnt want yourself to miss the party." I winked at him and then looked at the piece of paper that was inside.

Im after you.

My heart leapt up as I read those words. My warm tingly feeling I had been giving off turned to a tense static that instantly made Alex yelp. "What is it?" He asked, concerned. Hes been around me enough to recognise my moods in the electricity around me, and he knew that this had to be bad. "Open your letter..." I whispered, almost afraid to move. A ripping sound told me he did, and then his gasp of surprise told me that it was the same thing. "'Im after you'?" He said in a mix of annoyance and fear. "What the hell is this?"

Suddenly from behind our houses, people in black clothes seemed to come out of the woodwork. There had to have been at least 15, some with swords, some with nanchaku, different weapons but all were dressed the same way. My first thought was Damn that Alex, he probably organized some sort of panty raid on me for his frat bretheren... but it soon became apparent that these guys were serious.
As they approached I tried to talk to them, a nervous tension in my voice. "Um...hey, if this is about the machinery I broke today.....Im really sorry, Im sure it can be paid for----" Suddenly one rushed at me. Taken aback and too busy trying to talk I couldnt react in time. Just then he was frozen in his tracks, literally. Taking a moment to glance at Alex, I whispered, "Thanks."
But that was all I had time for, because then the rest attacked. I had used my Psi powers before today but never had I used them to fight. My fears was overwhelming me, I could only produce a few sparks, and those werent enough to deter the ninja looking people. Suddenly one grabbed me and flipped me in through my own window. I (thankfully) landed on the couch admist a shower of glass, and a feeling rose up within me that Id never felt to this extreme.

They had thoroughly pissed me off.

"aaaaAAAAAAHAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!" I yelled in fury and arms of electricity poured out of me, and reached for the men in black. Three of them fell to the ground, twitching as their nerves fired randomly due to their electrocution. There were still a lot left.

Alex took out two by touch and then, grabbing one of the frozen ninjas, lifted him up and threw him at some of his friends. As they floundered under their frozen comrade he sent a blast of ice in their direction, freezing them solid. I shot tendrils of electricity at another group of five, watching as their metal katanas made it all too easy to hit my targets. Suddenly one grabbed me from behind, and without thinking I let my electricity burst outwards, sending the ninja out the window he had thrown me into moments before.
Eventually ninjas littered the lawns we knew well. Panting with excitement and stress Alex climbed in through the broken window. "Aeryn...." he started, wiping away some sweat from his forehead and cooling himself down with his power in the process. "Yeah?" I asked, panting as well from the exertion.
"Was I slammed, or did I just see ninjas?"
"Whatever you had you mustve slipped me some cause I saw them too....."
As if not enough things were happening my phone rang. Picking my way through the living room, avoiding the broken glass with my bare feet, I went into the kitchen, where smoke was filling the room and my rice was boiling over. Lunch was ruined. But that was the least of my worries. As Alex iced the boiling water and turned off the stove I answered the phone. "Hello?" I asked, knowing I sounded out of breath. "Hey, Aeryn? Its me Kailie. Somethings happened."
"Youre telling me...." I said, then I stopped. No, it couldnt be.... When I spoke again it was only one word.

"Ninjas?"

"Ninjas." Kailie said. "We re supposed to meet the others at Mine's field." The others.....Oh my goodness...how many others is this happening to?
"Ok Kailie, we ll make it there, you start heading there now. Be careful ok?" I could almost see her quiet nod through the phone. "You too Aeryn." And then she hung up.
I looked at Alex. This was crazy, and it was supposed to be such a relaxing weekend.
"Well, looks like your party's canceled....."
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[Kuro Espeon]

Wow...lots of loooooong first posts....guess I have to make mine good...

Name: Selene Hartmut
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Appearance: Selene has short, close-cropped brown hair that hangs flat and frames her face. There is a streak of purple on the front right side (just for flavor) that she keeps dyed constantly. Her eyes are a misty silver-gray, which inspired her parents to name her Selene, after the moon. She has a very diminuative figure, standing about 5'3 in height and only slightly curves (barely any chest ;_, so she's easily lost in a crowd. Her skin is very light, almost pale, to the point where some people begin to think she's purely nocturnal. She typically likes to wear fitted black pants, and some form of nice top (usually in purples or blues).
Personality: She is very quiet and keeps to herself a lot. Even as a child she was quickly labeled as a "people watcher" since she liked to sit around and watch the world go by, making eye contact with the people that passed, almost as if trying to read their minds. She still tends to stare a lot (making some of the people around her uncomfortable), but she never means any harm. When she talks, mostly to friends and family, she speaks very demurely and has a very calm and relaxed demeanor. She sees worrying as a pointless affair and follows the "in the past" theory.
Psi type: Neuro-Psi
History: The only daughter of a Halb mother (Aero-Psi) and a Pure father (an Aqua-Psi), she was lucky enough to get two Psi genes, making her Pure. She hardly talked when she was little and her parents began to worry. But at 5 she casually explained to them (with the vocabulary of someone 3 times her age) that she was just too busy listening. They were really worried when she reached age 7 and didn't show any signs of Psi-ability. When she was 10-years-old, her parents were surprised when they began to hear their daughter's voice even when she wasn't speaking. It didn't take them long to realize she was using telepathy and therefore a Neuro-Psi, which filled them with relief. She also began to levitate objects and even herself at times. However, it was only when she began to hear the thoughts of others that she became stressed. Hearing everything in a jumble, she had to train her self to single them out, but mostly to block them. She doesn't read minds often, only when she has too. In order to get her away from the media hype of the 10-year Outbreak, her parents moved her away until the whole situation calmed down.
Relationships: She grew up going to the same school as Alex and Aeryn. She didn't live next door to them, but came over to play with them a lot as a child until she moved away at 14. She kept in contact but hasn't seen them for 5 years and only recently came back into town when she got the letter in order to find her old friends.
Other: Because of her advanced Neuro ability, she tends to use big words and almost sophisticated speech.

Selene Hartmut:
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The jumbled voices and noises from the television set floated out the window of the living room where my parents were watching it and sounded across our dark and empty lawn. It was midday, but the sun didn't shine through much since we were surrounded by trees. I sat on the front stoop, bare feet on the cold cement, staring out into the darkness, trying to sense some form of life. But....there was nothing. We were alone out here and that's exactly how they, my parents, wanted it to be. We had left my old home 5 years ago without a word to anybody, not even my two friends Aeryn and Alex. My parents didn't want anybody to know where we went or how to find us. I wasn't as distraught by this as many would think. Solitude came natural to me. I missed my friends, but I refused to be depressed about it. Constantly worrying never solved anything...
The tone of the television voices changed and I could tell they were now watching the news, like they did every day. I sighed and kicked at a small rock that was sitting on the bottom step. They were too worried... too paranoid. They watched the news constantly to see if the 10-year Outbreak had flared up again. I didn't know what they expected to see, but it was never enough to satisfy them that I was safe. Being a Neuro-Psi, there were plenty of scientists that would want to get their hands on me and study me to no end, mom had always told me. She didn't want to put me through that again.
I shuffled my feet again looked up into the trees. There was a strange emotional pulse coming from them, coming from the birds. I often was able to pick up these pulses from animals as part of Neuro ability. It wasn't exactly mind reading, but it was close. Tonight they were restless, uneasy, worried....as if something was headed this way. It was like the calm before a storm...
"Selene, dear!" Mom's voice called out the window, "Could you go down and get the mail? We forgot to pick it up today."
"Yes." Was my short and simple reply. I stood up slowly and sidled my way down to the end of the driveway. I really didn't see the point of checking the mail since all we ever got were bills and junk, but *shrug* whatever. I flipped open the lid and reached inside, pulling out the small stack of mail. I strolled back up the driveway, casually leafing through them when one particular envelope caught my eye. It was a bright crimson, almost like blood, with my name on the front in bold letters. That was odd...I had never gotten mail here before... Even Aeryn didn't know my address. Curiousity getting the best of me I carefully opened the envelope and pulled out it's contents, which contained only a single slip of plain white paper. On the paper were three words in the same print as on the front:

I'm after you

I only had a few seconds to comprehend the words on the paper before I felt a wave of warning wash over me. A dark veil seemed to settle over my eyes as a clairvoyant image of two small kunai knives shooting through the air came before me. I spun around just in time to see the image coming true and I acted quickly by focusing my energy onto the incoming knives. Almost as fast as they appeared, the knives slowed to a stop, just inches from my face, and fell to the ground with a clatter. It didn't even have time to wonder where they had come from before the question was answered. I sensed them right before I saw them; a circle of figures clad in all black appeared in a circle around me. Ninjas from the looks of it, and mere Norms. However, each of them bore some form of weapon that didn't look too friendly at all... I glance around at all of them, the expression on my face still as calm as ever.
"You want to play with knives. How barbaric..."
Then they rushed me all at once. With merely a blink, they were all stopped in their tracks and knocked backward by an invisible wave of neuro-energy. The few that landed on their feet recovered quickly and fired off several more kunai and throwing stars. I focused on each one in turn and brought them down the same as before, my eyes darting from one place to another faster than a bolt of lightning. I was rushed from my right and front and quickly pushed them back with a strong wave of my hand. However, simply pushing them back wasn't going to work forever and I needed to come up with a better plan. Scanning my surroundings tactically, I found several objects that were moveable...and heavy. Knowing my window of time was thin, I focused all my energy into my surroundings and began to fling heavy rocks at each one of my attackers, hitting them in the chest and knocking them to the ground. Before too long they began to retreat back into the shadows from whence they came.
I stood there, perfectly still, the silence that now filled the area was ringing in my ears. It didn't take a genius to realize the reason behind this attack. I was a 10-year Psi. That had to be the reason. And if I was attacked, then everyone else was more than likely attacked too. That means that....Aeryn and Alex....
I glanced back over my shoulder at the window of the house, where flickers of light from the TV were still visible. Mom and Dad hadn't noticed. And I knew that I had to leave... I didn't want to put them in danger. I knew what I had to do now. I had to go back and find Aeryn and Alex and figure out what exactly was going on.
I closed my eyes and reached out for Aeryn's mind, as I used to do years ago.
"Aeryn..? Aeryn? It's Selene. Something's happening. I'm coming back. I'll meet you at your place with Alex."
Phones are so overrated...
After quietly gathering a few things and grabbing the keys to one of the cars, I quietly drove away toward my old home...

[Outlaw JT]

Name: Arthur Harmon but he calls himself Guthrie (it means war serpent)
Gender: male
Age: 20
Appearance: Arthur is very tall but very thin. His build is well defined even though it is pole-like in nature. His skin is a bit pale but it seems to give the illusion that at some point he had a tan. His hair is a short and mussy brown. His eyes are quite odd as they can appear either blue or green depending on the lighting and angle you are looking at them. He has a small scar just to the right side of his chin but it is only visible up close as he has a goatee (sans moustache). His left ear his pierced and he wears a silver snake earing with emerald eyes in it. His hands and feet seem slightly bigger than they should be for his arms and legs. His overall appearance is very lanky. He often has a sad expression on his face
Personality: He's a bit off. He seems to be a quiet and shy person but sometimes he can react with very overstated opinions. In general he is a distrusting person but he gets along well enough with the other psi-10s. Not that it is immediately evident as he doesn't talk much. He fits the term gentle giant rather nicely, distrust aside. When something does manage to set him off though, he is not someone you want to be standing in the way of.
Psi type: Aqua
History: His parents were avid scientists so naturally he had no interest in it. Instead, he developed a love and interest in nature. More specifically in animals. When he was 10, he was playing in the woods behind their house when he came across a poisonous snake. It struck and much to his amazement an identical snake made of pure water appeared and struck in return before the snake could reach him. When he told his parents about it they realized he had used a psi ability. He was the first of the psi-10s discovered and his parents immediately volunteered him for testing, even insisted on it despite his pleas that he just wanted to be a normal kid. Even after the authorities stopped testing the others his parents continued having tests run on him to find the source of the abilities and the sudden emergence of the psi-gene. He just wanted to be normal so it took him a long time to come to terms with his psi-gene. When he did though he started to close himself off from adults, especially his parents. His parents didn't stop having him tested till he was 17. As soon as he turned 18 he moved out and rented a little shack on the edge of the forest where he first used his abilities. After that first use his interest in animals focused onto an interest in snakes and serpents. Around when he was 14 he started insisting his name was Guthrie. He would say he was given the name Arthur but his true name was Guthrie, the name that spoke his spirit. He has grown to dislike scientists and doctors and generally distrusts everyone else who hadn't been through at least some of what he had. He's always held a deep-seated resentment towards them and has a great deal of anger about it but his gentle nature usually keeps that in check. He has taken a few courses in self-defense because he has an irrational fear that the doctor's and scientists will someday come to abduct him again for more tests.
Relationships: Open but keep in mind his quietness and quirkiness. He's the kind of friend that you have to go visit because he doesn't feel comfortable coming into the city.
Other:

Guthrie (Arthur Harmon) - Aqua
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It wasn't much to look at but it suited Guthrie just fine. It was a small little wooden shack, not much bigger than a studio apartment. The wood was dull and grey from decades of age without proper treatments. The whole thing seemed to lean to one side, a bit like the tower of Piza but not quite so severe. The windows sat awkwardly slanted ever so slightly. And all around the little two room shack lay the forest. It was accessible only by a path just wide enough for a car to drive up. That path led to Harcourt Blvd which was about as major a road as one could find this side of the forest in the city.

It wasn't that Guthrie loved the shack. It was that he loved the isolation. About the only way to find his little shack was by accident or if you knew precisely where to look. It was tucked nicely away inside the edge of the forest and he loved that. A healthy stream bubbled by just behind the shack and he loved that just as much. To complete the wonderful sense of isolation he didn't even have a phone. The only two ways to reach him were to show up or to send post. And since only one person ever took the time to come visit him and the only bill he had was for city water and sewage he had a pleasant minimum of both.

Today, Guthrie found himself doing more or less what he found himself doing everyday around this time. He was sitting peacefully indian style on the floor in the center of his shack with his eyes closed. He could feel the coolness of water surround him as it coiled around him. The liquid slithered across his bare skin as he wore no shirt when he was home. It let out a number of hisses as the form of several snakes all flicked their split tongues in the air as they wrapped themselves around Guthries upper body. They coiled around his torso, wrapped around his arms, and slid gently about his neck. To him, it was perfectly natural to have these serpents of water draped about his body. To most others, it just down right freaked them out.

Sensing it was about time the post would normally come, Guthrie sent one of the water snakes from his arm. It slithered along the floor and pushed through the doggy door he had installed in the front. It made it's way along the path until it reached the non-descript mailbox at the street. It slithered up the post and slid into the box, gripping the single envelope inside in it's mouth. It then retreated down the post and back down the path to the shack where it presented the sole envelope to it's master.

Guthrie opened his eyes and tilted his head just to the side in curiosity at the bold red envelope. Much to his dismay it bore his given name, Arthur Harmon. It was obviously not a bill or another summons so it meant the sender of the envelope was either poorly informed or very insensitive as he had some years ago made very clear that his true name was Guthrie and that he no longer wished to be known as Arthur.

His first impulse was to throw the thing away but his curiosity got the better of him. With some hesitation he pried the thing open and pulled out the folded slip of paper inside. He gingerly unfolded it and read it's contents. Just a single, simple, three word sentence. 'I'm after you.' in large bold typed letters. Guthrie stared at it curiously, wondering what it might mean. His first guess was Alex had been sending letters while drunk again. That didn't feel quite right, though.

Before he could give it any more thought the sound of his door being kicked in dragged his focus elsewhere. Running in through the door were a number of people clothed in all black, their faces wrapped in cloth. His mind began racing with wild thoughts of abduction.

"No! I told them I wouldn't go back! I didn't go this week when they asked nicely. I won't go now, threatened with force. I will never go back to the labs!!!" and Guthrie stood, the water snakes about him hissing violently.

Without warning the snakes coiled about him began to strike. A couple pounced from his arms at the nearest ninja. They quickly wrapped about the ninjas waist and slithered up his body. The ninja tried to brush them off but was unable to do anything but pass his hands through them helplessly. As the water snakes bit into his neck he ran from the shack screaming.

The ninjas started to rush Guthrie as he backed up to the rear of his cabin but found themselves stopping halfway as a flood of liquid serpents slithered into their path from numerous jars that had been sitting all around. Many of them were clear but some of them were light shades of green. Without hesitation the snakes started slithering up the ninjas legs. Not one of the ninjas managed to reach Guthrie before they were covered in liquid snakes.

The ninjas with the greenish snakes on them dropped instantly as they were bitten. The others ran about screaming, trying to shake the snakes biting repeatedly at their skin. The liquid snakes wouldn't stop, however. They coiled tighter around their prey, puncturing the skin again and again all over the ninjas through their clothing.

Guthrie snapped his head to the side at the sound of breaking glass. Another ninja jumped through the window a couple feet to his left and none of the liquid snakes could reach him in time. The ninja lunged at him but was yanked backwards at the last second by the jaw of a giant water anaconda that struck through the broken window from the stream behind the shack. It quickly wrapped itself around the ninja and crushed the air out of him with a sickening wheeze. About that time the ninjas who had not been dropped by the greenish liquid snakes composed of a paralyzing poison began dragging those that had out of the shack. As someone reached for the ninja who's ribs were starting to crack under the water anaconda, the anaconda loosened it's grip just enough for him to be dragged free. All of the ninjas were in full retreat, running in terror or limping with their paralyzed partners in tow.

Guthrie slowly slid to the floor, his back against the wall. Suddenly he was very tired. All told he had been controlling over 70 of the liquid snakes and it had taken quite a toll. Feeling quite exhausted and quite out of breath, Guthrie drank hungrily at the water snake that had slithered up to his mouth and down his throat. To try and take him by force the scientists must be getting really desperate to figure out why he still had his abilities while everyone elses faded. Well, everyone except for the other Psi-10's.


OOC: given his fear and distrust of scientists and doctors he absolutely refused to go back for testing the last week. Also, as he has no phone someone would have to physically stop by to let him know about the meeting at Mine's Field. I have already talked to Rudy about having his 'drinking buddy' Alex come by to let him know.

[Emotional Faun Chiko-sai]

Name: Dax Lightner
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Appearance:
I did a quick head sketch of him. As you can see, he looks quite boring. About 5'10", thin-ish; his skin is naturally olive. Has a vaguely Asian look about him. He always looks (as in facial expression) as if he's just committed a crime.. His eyes are a common brown, and his hair is floppy, always getting in his eyes. Its natural colour was black, but due to spending a lot of time in the swimming pool, it's become dark reddish-brown, bleached by the chlorine. His nose is very straight. Wears a bracelet made of rounded, polished cat's-eyes.
Personality: His temper flares up and down on a regular basis. Is too much of the 'honest and directly blunt' type for his own good. He talks too much and talks more when he's agitated; hence, he has an unfortunate habit of putting his foot in his mouth. He's usually upbeat, with an over-positive outlook on life. Tends to think the best of people all the time, unless they've pissed him off and he actually remembers the incident.
Psi type: Pyro
History: His father and twin sisters are all Norm, though his mother is a Glacia-Psi, and they thought Dax was Norm as well, until at the fateful age of ten he accidentally burnt down the charcoal stove they had (his parents think that claypot chicken tastes best only when cooked on a charcoal stove, something about the burnt crunchy bits not being the same when done on a gas stove) on the first and last time his mother let him cook. He'd thought the fire wasn't large enough, when suddenly, the pot was engulfed in flames and they had to call in the fire department... it was quite funny... only the fire department didn't think so. He tends to gloat over his ability to make longer, brighter flames of higher heat and intensity, among other things, but it depends a lot on his mood and his talent isn't that consistent if he's not concentrating properly, ranging from literal firewalls to small, insignificant embers, often when he least expects it. (This really gets on his nerves.)
Relationships: Knows everybody by sight, if not by name. A close friend of Trina
Other: He likes swimming, despite his affinity with fire.
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Dax Lightner, Pyro-Psi
"from hell"
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Dax pried open an eye, cautiously. He wasn't sure if his sisters had evacuated the area.
They were dangerous, his little sisters. Alice and Elos, short for Elizabeth, had jumped onto his bed at about six a.m. that morning and nearly smothered him with pillows, just to wake him up so they could tell him that they were going out early over to a friend's house. He couldn't remember what for, some kind of project or something, but he could remember that they had been very noisy and very affectionate and had also tried to pour tea into his mouth while he was recovering from the pillow fight. He was officially their guardian for the weekend, as his parents had wanted to go to Bali for their 'long overdue second honeymoon'... right... whatever. They'd wanted him to show how responsible he could be when he actually bothered to try. Or something like that. Dax couldn't think very well before noon.
His eye swiveled around to the LCD display on his clock. It was ten. Pretty much safe.
It had been a horrible harrowing week - what with endless blood-testing, the fact that the swimming pool was closed for maintenance, the honeymoon thing that put him in boring, responsible charge, and his sisters that had been a whole big problem all by themselves. He'd barely had enough time to hang out over at Trina's. It was generally him that went to her house, not vice versa; Trina didn't appreciate being away from her computer, or her gaming devices, for protracted periods of time. He was hoping that the disenablement of the powers of most Psis was a temporary thing (his mother had bought a freezer, complaining all the time how it wasn't as convenient as last time when she, with a mere thought, could have made as many ice cubes as they'd wanted, instantly). It wasn't very nice to be tested all the time, and he hoped it was temporary, like a power outage, and soon everyone would be fine again.
He dragged the toothbrush several times over and under his teeth, and dressed. All this was done in slow-motion.
Then he drank the very cold tea his sisters had left on his table, heating it up with a lick of flame off the tip of his finger first, and ate the very burnt toast they'd made for him. Maybe they were complete spazzes, but at least it was nice to know they cared. He switched on the computer. It hadn't been his original intention to be computer-savvy, but it was impossible to have been friends with Trina for close to five years and still be able to resist the allure of the technology age. Trina was online. She usually was.
A few hours later, he was making himself baked rice with the help of the microwave, because he always, always, ALWAYS burnt it black when he tried to do it manually, when the postman called.
There were two letters, a DHL package from Bali that he needed to sign for, and a red envelope that made him think of Jack the Ripper.
He opened it anyway, and the contents were even more Ripperesque: red ink, copperplate script, ominous words. "I'M AFTER YOU."
Dax didn't know whether to laugh or freak. While he was deciding, somebody jumped him from behind.
That somebody shrieked shrilly as Dax lapsed into his Human Torch imitation, giving him something like third-degree burns all over the parts that had made contact with Dax, i.e. arms, hands, and upper abdomen. Then more somebodys came, fast and thick. They were all dressed in black, like Elos sometimes did when she wanted to look Occult. This black seemed more ninja-type, though. Out of the corner of his eye Dax thought he saw about eight of them.
He tracked the heat of their bodies, and sent trails of flame along the emanations, much like heat-seeking missiles. It did the trick for about five of them, but two others tried to surround him, and the last attempted creative shuriken-flinging. Dax took out the two surrounders by focussing the fire leylines into his palms and grabbing them in the face, which produced an uncomfortably effective knockout, but he had barely enough time to direct his energies into melting the shuriken; one didn't melt completely, the flame fizzling out, and it grazed his shoulder.
Dax belched flame at the last one, scrabbling for his tanto not quickly enough, and it was all over for him. He was not quite sure if they were dead, but they were certainly disabled. He began the slow process of hauling them outside and throwing them over the fence.
There were brown burn marks on the already peeling wallpaper. His mother was so going to kill him.
The computer bleeped, and Dax saw that he'd received a message from Trina, whose online nickname had changed to register the fact that ninjas had also attacked her home.
i got attacked by ninjas. it's not fun.
He replied: so did i. wtf's happening??
dunno. hey, mike msged me. go 2 mine's field. everyone's coming. c u there or meet at my hse?
meet at ur hse, its on the way.
He wrote a note to his sisters, explaining the burn marks and the disarray of the house, and closed the door carefully as he went out just in case it fell off its hinges.

[The_Missing_Link]

Name: Sarah Hallaway
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Appearance: Sarah's lean at 5'6, but she hides a strong build. Her hair is a dirty blond and comes down to her shoulders although it's usually drawn back into a ponytail. Her eyes are an icy blue/gray and her nose is strong, yet not overpowering at the same time. She usually wears a t-shirt, stretchy jeans and sneakers
Personality: She's usually a very mellow person, one to take her time doing things but always finishing them in the end. She can be commanding if she wants, but only in situations that need it. Because of her nature, it's quite hard to get her mad but once you do, it's like trying to quell a forest fire with a squirt gun. She can still think rationally, but if anyone or anything she cares for is under threat, she becomes quite destructive
Psi type: Pyro Psi
History: Had a fierce argument with her parents about something she can't remember anymore (it was probably stupid anyway) but at one point, got so mad that she burst into flames. It didn't hurt, but her father, an Aqua Psi, immediately doused her with water to make sure she didn't burn the house down
Relationships: Friends with Mike (I'm open to other friendships as well)
Other: Knows gymnastics and is slightly trained in karate



Sarah Hallaway - Pyro
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I gleefully bounded down the stairs into the barren kitchen, or rather, a barren house. After trying days of being poked and prodded at by obnoxious scientists who were trying to figure out the phenomenon that was our group, they finally relinquished us for a day of peace a quiet. Luckily, my parents were away antique shopping so I had the whole day to lounge around and do pratically nothing.
"Maybe I'll hang out with Mike," I mused as I went to fix myself a turkey sandwich, "or maybe I won't. It's been ages since I had any alone time and I now have the privilege, no, the right to do what I want for day."
Giggling, I put the finishing touches on my sandwich and took a bite, while staring out the window. Seeing the mailman walk by, I also noticed a flash of black out of the corner of my eye coming from the kitchen window. I peered over the window sill but just glimpsed part of the backyard and the side of the neighbor's house.

Shrugging, I went back to my meal but barely finished before I heard a thump above me. Paranoid by default, I fell silent and strained to hear more noises but none came. It was a bad habit to automatically assume there was someone trying to get into the house but as I walked over to the stairs and peered upwards to see nothing, I had to force myself to believe it was a bird or wayward tree branch. I sighed in shame at my antics and went outside to retrieve the mail. Aside from the montly magazines and bills, there was nothing of interest except a deep red envelope addressed to me in fancy black lettering. It looked peculiar, but I figured it had to be an invitation to a party or something. I wasn't much into those kinds of things but if it sounded interesting enough, I was all for it.

I laid the other mail down and ripped the envelope open, tearing pieces of it off in the process as a way of showing that I could barely open it properly. Taking out a single piece of paper, it was completely void of anything except in the middle, where in neat typing it stated, "I'm After You."
"What the hell does that mean?" I said aloud but my question was answered quite quickly.
Something whizzed right by my ear and embedded itself into a tree trunk on the other side of the street. Looking up, I saw six black-robed men on the front yard and two on the roof.
"Ninjas," I said in disbelief. "I knew there was someone on the roof!"

What ensued seemed like a dream or badly coordinated movie fight but it was real enough. Coming at me with what looked like throwing stars and long, thin swords, I stared for a second before I realized I was in actual danger and dropped the envelope and message to prepare to fight. The ones with the stars chucked them all at once from different angles, barely giving me time to expel fire from my hands and into the concrete, pushing me into the air and twisting out of harm's way. Landing on the grass, I was refused the ability to catch my breath and quickly dodged the first sword that chopped at me. Throwing a fireball into his chest, I saw his (or at least I could only assume it was a man) eyes open wide in a state of shock and dropped his sword to roll around in the grass. Hurriedly grabbing it, I pushed energy into it to make the blade part erupt in flames. I could tell the "ninjas" didn't like this new change in events and slowly backed away. Even the ones on the rooftop didn't try to get down to help their brethren.

I had no clue how to weild a sword and I figured I should try the "hack and slash" method from video games - wildly go at them until they all fell. And I did charge at them, sword over my shoulder but I stopped myself from uttering a war cry and humiliating myself. Thrusting the flaming sword at the nearest ninja, I missed completely but a bit of flame flew out and caught on his clothing. As he went down, another with a sword tried a downward strike, trying to split my head open. I hurriedly blocked and shuddered under my attacker's strength but due to his close proximity, I was able to place a swift kick into his shin, which obviously broke his concentration and gave me the chance to knock his sword away and thrust the blade into a shoulder. I cringed as he howled in pain but it was either fight or die and I didn't want to lose my life just this yet. Leaving the sword in his shoulder, I decided to finish things off and threw fireballs at every uninjured ninja I could find, including the ones on the roof. Some caught on fire and after thinking about it for a minute, they all fled, including the one with the embedded blade, although he took it out himself and carried it away with him.

Watching them run away, I shook my head and headed in with the mail, happy that no one saw the fight and too weirded out to retrieve the throwing stars that were sticking out from various tree trunks. After that fight, I was on a nervous high and had to call someone and tell them what happened. The only one I could think of was Mike cause he knew I was serious person and wouldn't joke around like that. Dumping the mail on the kitchen counter and then picking up the cordless, I shakily dialed his number and waited for him to answer.
"H-hello?" Mike nervously said.
"Holycrapholycrapholycrap!!" I almost screamed.
"Yeowch, Sarah, you don't need to yell over the phone," he replied, his voice sounding a little distant.
"You'll never believe what just happened! It's just too crazy!" I exclaimed in a lower tone.
"Ninjas?"
"No! It was…" I stopped and stared at the phone. "Wait, how did you…" I fell silent again and shook my head in shock. "They attacked you too?!"
"Yep," he said, sounding a little excited, "Nearly took my ear off, but when they saw I was too much they ran away."
"Same here, I set a few on fire and they decided I wasn't worth the effort or something."
"I doubt we're the only ones," he said. "I'd bet just about anything that all of us that still have our full powers got targeted." He paused for a second. "We should get in contact with the others; do you have any other phone numbers of the others?"
"No," I replied sheepishly, "I lost any others that I had 'cause I rarely talked to them."
He laughed on the other end. "Well, I'll give you Kailie's number; she should have everyone else's number, I remember seeing her take them down. I'll call that crazy drunk Alex and see if I can catch Trina online since I don't have her number. Tell them…tell them we should all meet up at Mine's Field, that should be somewhere in the middle of everyone."
"The field that's just a few blocks from my house?" I asked. "Alright, I'll do that."
"Okay," he replied. "Tell you what: I'll drop by your house when I'm done here, and we can walk there together, in case any more ninjas decide to attack or something."
"Sounds good to me," I said and took down Kailie's number.
Saying goodbye to Mike, I turned the phone off and back on again and then dialed her number. I half expected her to answer but I caught her answering machine instead. I waited for the obligatory beep and then stated my message, hoping no one except her would hear the weird message.
"Hey Kailie, it's Sarah Hallaway. I don't know if you were attacked by ninjas but Mike Preston and I were and we suspect the others in the group were ambushed as well. We want everyone to meet in Mine's Field so we can try to get a sense of what's going on. If you can contact some of the others in the group and tell them where we're meeting, that would be great. See you then."

I hung up and plopped myself on the couch. First a weird message and then an attack by ninjas. I guess my one day of rest and relaxation seemed too good to be true.
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OOC: When I made this post, the ninjas reminded me of the assassins from "Year of the Griffin" (Diana Wynne Jones book)

[Charizard04621]

Hey guys, leaving for camp till the 14th. See you in a few days! ^_^

[Roy Karrde]

Name: Jason Peterson
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Appearance: He’s tall around 6 foot 4 inches, with messy brown hair that looks like it needs to be trimmed or cut badly. He has very hairy arms and legs, he looks as if he has been inside all day and hasn’t been out in years. He has a Goatee that he keeps trimmed; he has earned the nickname of Shaggy just from his appearance. He has very soft brown eyes that seem to betray his actual nature, he wears a soft tan shirt that he never keeps tucked in, along with some very torn up blue jeans and white shoes that have become more grayish and are a bit torn up from overuse.
Personality:[/b] He’s a bit of a pervert around girls and can get really overanxious. He’s very rude to authority and believes that he does not answer to anyone. Yet in reality he is a very sweet guy that would never betray his friends and is really nice to girls that he actually knows.
Psi type: Terra
History: He was sent upstate when he was younger to go to school while his single mom went on and got married again with out him even knowing. When he was ten he got into a fight with a little punk named Zackery, he got so pissed that the ground began to shake and tremble for a second. Not really knowing what was happening and believing he was a norm, he was extremely scared and did not use his powers for another year. When he finally recognized that he had powers, he decided to move back home with his mom again and has been living there ever since.
Relationships: He knows all of the others by one way or the other yet isn’t really too close to any of them. Except for Whitney who he has a bit of a crush on, that just leads him to tease her more than anyone else.
Other: Bah Other.

Jason Peterson

So this is what relaxing felt like, funny it seemed almost like centuries since the last weekend. There were too many tests, too many scolding for screwing up the tests, and too many needles. You would think the first couple of times of me jerking my arm away at the last second and causing the needle to break would have taught them a lesson, but those scientists were a very annoying bunch that just wouldn’t give up.

Yet this was the weekend, and it wouldn’t be until Monday till they scolded me for nudging the arm patches on my arms for the last few tests to cause the monitors to give off a false result. The whole excuse they used of ‘It’s for the good of everyone’ was really wearing thin, now they were just a game that believed that I actually obeyed them. Yet like all games they would eventually begin to bore me and at that point I would have to switch to plan B, which would be to see how far I could get the cute girl scientists to bend over for me. Ah the troubles of my life.

My family was away, which wasn’t anything new at all. In fact I had grown accustomed to being alone in the house on the weekends. According to them I needed to learn how to become an adult and become independent. I really never understood the logic of that seeing how I was pretty much independent already with all the tests and prodding’s each day. Yet again the weekend was supposed to be when I turned my brain off, all I had to be concerned about now was sitting in my dad’s chair in my underwear and watching bad 80s movies.

Nothing to worry about except the, mail. I smacked my head when the familiar clank of metal against metal outside signaled that the mailman had dropped the mail off at the mailbox at the door.

Dragging myself slowly out of the chair, which had finally imprinted my butt perfectly into the leather and walked to the door opening it slowly and sticking one hand out to fish out the mail. The least the neighbors saw me in my underwear the better. Finally grasping the only letter in the mailbox, I walked back inside with it and slid back into my butt-imprinted chair. The envelope was scarlet red, which led me to believe two things: either a death threat, or tiny porno magazines. Opening it up I fished out the letter, the death threat which if you could call it one, wasn’t too specific.

I’M AFTER YOU

The threat while chilling wasn’t very specific, yet even still I began to grow defensive. Nothing else was in the envelope; they could have put anthrax or something on the letter. Search outside with my powers I could feel movement along the ground. There was Mrs Lutz three houses down out watering her flowers, there was a dog running across the street, and then there was something unusual, three people, no four, moving quickly and stealthy across my property. I sat up in the chair and began to turn around, two coming from the back, one in the front, possibly two.

Behind me, they were coming from the back first, no the front, I spun around facing the front, no the back. No the front. Suddenly two windows shattered and dark clothed men swung in. “Okay okay, I’m sorry for screwing up your results” I sighed hoping they were the scientists. “You know this isn’t Halloween?” I asked looking over their ninja garb. A swish of wind flashed behind me along with a very quick rumble as I commanded a jagged rock to shoot up through the floor and carpet to intercept what ever was coming at me.

“WOAH, C’mon that almost hit me” I said in disbelief grabbing the shuriken out of the jagged rock. “You realize how dangerous these things are?” I asked a hint of humor in my voice. The ninja’s quickly moved into action, one swung a dagger at my feet while the others threw out another set of shurikens.

“Spry little things aren’t cha?” I asked as the walls rumbled erupting in a curved c shape rock that erupted from the ground beneath the wall and curved around to intercept the shurikens in front of me. The rock spun around and crumbled quickly using the force to fling the shurikens at the ninja who was trying to sneak up behind me with a piano wire. Taking a quick look behind me to see the ninja on the ground bleeding badly from multiple hits, I took a side step ducking under the rock formation that had formed in my living room.

“You can’t beat me” I warned, anger flashed through my eyes as the electricity began to cut out all over the house from the electrical wiring being ripped in half as I summoned huge spears that were just millimeters from ripping through the room. With a flash of a hand, the ninja to the left of me threw down a round object, which erupted in a snap and crackle as smoke filled the room.

“Son of a..” I swore quickly running outside as the smoke inside began to clear. I had seen enough bad ninja movies to know that they were gone. Even if I could feel their movements through the ground, there was just too much movement between here and the next few blocks to tell who was who.

Yet right now I had more pressing questions like the letter, who were the ninja’s? Were they pissed off scientists? Or actual dangerous ninja’s? Right now though, I needed to get some pants on and call up everyone.

[Shizo]

Name: Sally Tavern
Gender: Female
Age: 17.5
Appearance: http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/21682455/
Long brown hair tied in a braid, green eyes, pale skin from staying indoors too much. She's around 5'7" and hardly smiles, though she quickly will if she has reason to. She wears a pair of black jeans and a black t-shirt that says 'P.A.G' in white letters. She wears white sneakers and white socks, and has a gold ring on her right hand.
Personality: She'll stay in the background most of the time, not liking to interact with people she doesn't know. She's quick to smile and slow to anger, and there's hardly anything you can say to her to upset her, though she does have her buttons. She's also prone to odd behavior when bored.
Psi type: Neuro
History: Sally was born to a family of Norms, so it wasn't a great surprise when her powers didn't appear. The only ones in her family who did have powers are her reacently deceased grandmother and her brother. Both are Aqua Halbs. She was drying a dish after cleaning the kitchen when the plate slipped from her hands. Since it was one of her mother's fine china dishes, she dearly wished the plate would stop so her mother wouldn't yell at her. The plate did, exactly 3.76 inches from the floor. No one saw her do this, however, so it wasn't until she started using her powers to play pranks on her older brother that they found she had powers.
Relationships: The only ones she really knows are Sarah and Mike, whom she has a slight crush on (I have to throw that in )
Other: You probably would never guess she was a Neuro until she started levitating...which is her favorite thing to do.


Sally Tavern
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It was a boring, sunny day. It made me almost wish I could go back to the lab just so I'd have something to do.

Almost.

I sat in front of my computer, typing away at one of my stories. I hadn't had a lot of time to work on them this week, because of the sudden epidemic and the ensuing testing on the formerly famous 'late bloomers.' The testing was alright; it gave me a chance to see Sarah and Mike again. I haven't been hanging around with them recently, mostly because of, um, my feelings for Mike. I won't say it's love, but whenever I get a crush on someone, I end up trying to avoid them; I realize how odd that reaction is. I had worried that they thought I hated them or something, but our meeting put aside any fears I harbored.
I was alone. My parents had left for the week for some sort of gathering, and my brother Tobias was at college. I worried about him. He was the only one in our famly affected by the epidemic. Whenever I flinched away from yet another needle in the lab, I thought about him and how he had to put up with losing his powers and I could withstand it, as long as I was also biting my lip.
After sitting hunched in front of the computer for an hour, I decided to stand up and walk around. I walked downstairs and headed for the kitchen.


Something's not right.


I paused as I got a sudden chill and an odd feeling that I quickly translated. I felt about with my powers and sensed nothing out of the ordinary, so I continued onward. The house was dark because I had closed all the blinds. I didn't care too much for the sun. I walked over to the counter and pulled a piece of bread from the bag. At the same time, I opened the refridgerator door and lifted a gallon of skim milk using my powers. The jug floated to my hand and I placed it on the counter. I then went to the cuboard for a glass, using telekinesis to place the bread in the toaster and turning the machine on.


Something's not right.


The chill came again, but there was still nothing wrong. Looking at the clock, I realized the mail had arrived. Bored, I went out and fetched it from the mailbox. My family lived a few miles out of a small town. There were a few houses near ours, but they were seperated from us by fields. I walked to the mailbox, grabbed the mail, and walked back inside. I tossed the wad of envelopes on the endtable in the living room and would have ignored it completely if a small red letter didn't slide out of the pile. Curious, I picked it up. It was addressed to me, so naturally I opened it. Inside was a plain piece of paper, on which was written a single sentence.

"I'm after you."

Confused more than worried, I threw it off as a silly prank, and that's when my senses began ringing in alarm.


SOMETHING'S NOT RIGHT!


Before I even saw or heard the intruder behind me, I was flipping backward, dodging the shuriken and sailing over the invader's head, a feat that was almost impossible, but not for me. I landed lightly behind the man; he was dressed all in black like the stereotypical ninja.

"That outfit's slightly cliche, isn't it?" I asked. Three more men in black came out.

Two held up shuriken, the other two raised their hands as if ready to use hand to hand. There is one important thing about melee fighting, though. You need to get close enough to use your hands.

The shuriken flew. I stopped them in mid flight and flung them back toward the attackers. One landed in a ninja's leg, the others buried themselves in the arms of the ninja who raised his arms to shield himself. Focusing, I pulled books from the nearly shelf and flung them at the ninjas' heads. This knocked out the remaining two, and that's when I noticed the four ninja's behind me.

I quickly turned and floated back, launching books, picture frames, and even an endtable in an effort to keep them away. This worked for the first three, but the last grabbed me by one arm and lifted a very sharp knife. Frightened, I used my powers and the little bit of muscle in my arms to flip him. I heard a gut-wrenching snap as his arm broke from the impact.

I sensed one of the ninja's had regained his feet, and I turned back to face him. Instead of attacking, he raised a small sphere and smashed it to the ground. A cloud of choking dust filled the room, and I tried to cough and focus on the threat at the same time. I failed miserably as I could only hack at the smoke. The haze cleared, and I was alone in a thoroughly trashed room.

"How am I going to explain this to my parents?" I sighed before making a mock up of the conversation. "Mom, Dad, while you were out some ninjas attacked and your living room suffered some casualties in the fight. 'Oh, that's all right dear. We understand.' Not."

I turned a chair upright and sat down, trying to piece together why a bad kung-fu movie had just taken place in my house. There was only one reason I could think of: the Age-10 Outburst. I immediatly started wondering if the others of our little band were alright, then relaxed slightly as I realized the ninja's didn't use any Psi abilities, and if I could beat them, I'm sure everyone else could. Still...

I half ran/half levitated up to my room and dug though the pile on my desk to find a small post-it with seven numbers written on it: Mike's number. I picked up the phone, took a deep breath, and dialed.

The line was busy. I hung up and hit redial. The call went through. "Hello?" a voice said.

"Mike? Mike, this is Sally,"

"Sally? I was about to call you!"

"Is it about the ninjas?"

"Yeah. Look, we're all meeting at Mine's Field. Get there as soon as you can."

"Alright, I'll be there." I paused, and then asked, "Are you alright?"

"Like a team of ninja assassins could get me," he laughed. "You?"

"I'm fine. I'm not sure the ninjas are." I remembered the crack of bone when I flipped that attacker. "I'll be there. See ya." We hung up and I flopped on the bed. I had never used my powers like that, and now that the adrenaline was wearing off, I could feel the mental strain. I just needed to rest a bit, then I would drive to the field.

[Bulbasaur4]

Name: Whitney Fairtake
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Appearance: [ See Sign Up Topic for picture] Looks like that, although typically wears that top and regular faded blue jeans with a black, silver-rimmed belt. She doesn't have those skull things... except for one upon one of her fingers.
Personality: Not typically quiet, Whitney is the type of person to bluntly speak what she thinks. She's not very good at 'putting things lightly' but rather states things from a simplistic point of view. She tends to be a bit relaxed and has an easy temperament and doesn't like those who are in a bad mood. (As in 'doesn't like' it just means she'll try to cheer them up, even if she is really bad at it.)
Psi type: Aqua Psi
History: Whitney grew up in a rather... chaotic house hold. Being raised by a single, easy-pushover father and having six siblings to boot can cause a rather rowdy house. She has five brothers, two which are older (25 & 22) and then three younger brothers ( 7, 10, & 14) and a younger sister (15.) Her father works quite a lot... so she usually ended up caring for all of the siblings. Her eldest brother usually is gone from the house, but her brother who is 23 is a bum and usually mooches off of his father's lowly house.
Whitney was thought to be a norm, until of course, she was 10. Her younger sister had reached the age of seven... and upon so, she had managed to accidentally charge up a toaster (which then exploded), with out anyone's knowledge. That was of course, until the house began to be consumed with a raging fire. Whitney practically threw everyone out of the house... (not by her powers, but rather literally.) However her little sister who had started it was trapped upon the top floor... and there was no way to get to the top. Her father being a Norm and her two older brothers being Neuro and Terra, could do little. So in a desperate attempt, Whitney tried to plunge through the flames and strangely found that the flames had been put out by a strange rush of water. (we're talking like some one just suddenly formed a blob of water and it just dumped on the flames.) So she was able to rush to her sister and bring her out.

Relationships: She is horrible with names... but remembers faces and personalities fairly well. Knows and is fairly good friends with Dax, although he doesn’t usually like to be within 100 feet of her household. Also on good terms with Jason, even though her family tends to keep her very busy.
Other: *pets Other*




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Whitney
~ Aqua Psi/ F ~

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Whitney had collapsed upon the small, rather dismal-looking chair in the living room with a look of exhaustion. Of course, with this look of exhaustion also came an inner relief because finally, in this very rare occasion, her family had emptied the house. It was probably the rarest occasion that could have ever happened upon the face of this earth. Everyone… with her father’s new raise… had decided to celebrate to go out to eat. Normally of course, Whitney perhaps would have taken this offer but she realized the rarity of being left alone and took that instead. She would celebrate with her father in their own way- yet another way to escape from the madness. Of course it wasn’t that Whitney didn’t like her family… she loved all of them… all seven. Of course with most of them being very rowdy, young and demanding… and being there every single day of the summer… it really took a toll on one trying to take care of them all. Since her father was always gone… and her bum of an older brother rarely did anything (and her other brother was gone), she was left to take care of most everything.
“I’m free now… free for about…” Whitney looked to the clock and to her dismay, she realized probably only forty minutes. When you brought the youngsters with, all outings were cut short. Her father especially found this to be true when he took them out anywhere.
Getting up slowly, Whitney decided that the bathroom would be open all to her and she could bathe in these forty minutes. Literally.

So grabbing the mail (she hadn’t even had time to look at it… of course her younger sister had brought it in), she set it on the counter and turned on the faucet. Despite her Aqua powers… she liked to just use the regular way to run things. Soon warm, hot liquid began to flow into the bathtub as Whitney slowly began to slip off her clothing. She had just gotten her old, torn jeans off and regular white t-shirt off when one of the letters caught her eye. Walking towards it, she saw it was red and slipping it from underneath the bills she was immediately confused. It was addressed to her… but who was it from? It didn’t say and in all truth…It looked quite ominous.

Whitney NEVER received mail. She had friends, but if anything they didn’t mail her… they usually would throw rocks at her door to keep away from the ‘terror’. Whitney could remember how Dax had a fear of her house, which was quite all right due to the experience he once had endured at her house. Knocking upon the door… instead of Whitney, the three little ‘goblins’ had come running down the stairs and opened the door. At the sight of Dax, they immediately began to show him all of their ‘findings’. This led to ink being spilled upon him, rotted milk being thrown upon him, and then her younger sister accidentally sparking his pants and starting a little fire… which THEN led to Whitney having to use a small portion of water to put Dax out.
Dax didn’t like her house anymore… or at least not until he was far, far away from it.
The mail though. The other time she had been contacted by mail was from the scientists… who loved doing all those tests. She had gone last week, and although she hated to admit it… she would have rather been home then go through those tests. Her arm still hurt from them trying to put the needle in her veins… which were abnormally small and tended to ‘roll’ away from the needle. So she had six nice, bruised marks upon her arm.

So who was this from?

Sitting upon the edge of the bathtub, Whitney opened the letter and slowly unfolded its contents. Her eyes widened… what was the meaning of this?

I’m After You

Whitney stared at it for quite some time… was this a joke? Even if it was… it was far too creepy for Whitney. She didn’t believe she had any stalkers, let alone any worth of her to BE stalked or threatened. So why anyone would threaten her… or at least, send her creepy abnormal messages? Whitney shook her head and set the message back down, and withdrew a slight breath. Oddly for some reason… a chill went up her spine and she was hoping that her family would get back soon. Turning to the bathtub, she shut off the faucet and was about to discard the rest of her clothing when suddenly she froze. Looking at the tile reflections she could see several blackened figures standing in the doorway… and the door had been shut. Whitney felt as if a minute had passed… until finally she whirled around. She could tell how many… but not all of them could fit in the entrance of the doorway. They stared at her… and for a moment she forgot that she was in her undergarments, let alone in a bathroom. They were dressed rather… strange… like they were trying to mimic ninjas. However, she realized of course that this wasn’t a joke… at least, the one unsheathing a dagger was making it quite clear.

Fear. Panic. Girl in bathroom.
“GET OUT!”
Whitney suddenly screamed, and without notice suddenly all of the water in the bathtub seemed to grow into a huge roaring wave as it was hurled straight at the figure in the doorway. The force of the water was enough to knock them all back and crash into the wall a bit, and quickly Whitney slipped past them. Of course she heard them getting to their feet and following her… a star-like object being thrown barely over her shoulder.
“I can’t be inside… it’s too confined…” Whitney thought instantly, as she veered a right and walked straight through the dining room. There was a glass door that led out onto the rather large porch… and so quickly Whitney went to open it. However as soon as she placed her hand on the handle, the glass shattered as a knife pierced through it. Whitney quickly leapt over the glass, her feet pressing into a few of the broken shards. She turned around at the edge of the porch, looking at them. If they were good Ninjas… perhaps they’d know their surroundings.
But they weren’t too good.
She had gone to the side of the porch that was facing the other outside edge of the porch… not facing their house. The Ninja’s… all seven of them, had mirrored this and were now facing her. Whitney concentrated hard… forming water to her right side. It seemed to form into a rather large ball… and she kept adding to it. However the Ninja’s were not pleased and they began throwing things at her. Whitney quickly tried to doge most of them, but one of them skimmed the left side of her leg. Then one of them pulled out a rather nice sword and began charging at her…
“They must be Norms… they haven’t used any powers…” Whitney thought, but she knew it was time to release her plan. Quickly the blob of water seemed to roll, and then wildly spin straight at the charging figure. The momentum seemed to build extremely quickly… as it smashed into the charging figure, sending him hurling backwards into three of the other figures. Then they all were hit yet again by the massive surge of water, breaking the weak porch’s wooden railing and below. Of course, instead of hitting the ground… they hit the pool. And the pool wasn’t nice. Whitney had been concentrating upon that as well… and now the pool was a roaring, wild inferno of angry water torrents that were refusing to let the Ninja’s resurface without a fight. They would have a very hard time getting even a breath.
The other three Ninja’s charge at Whitney this time… and she panicked. What was she to do?!

Then suddenly it came to her.

Glancing at all three of them… she narrowed her eyes.
“ I hope you’re well hydrated…” She stated coldly, her eyes flickering with an inner ‘you bastards’ look as she concentrated upon their bodies. They had long, shiny daggers or swords… so she stood her ground knowing they weren’t going to be throwing anymore things. Before they could get to her however… one of them cried out and stopped, and within a moment the other two did the same. Water began to seep out through their skin, like sweat, along with their eyes tearing and any other openings. Of course this wasn’t just a regular sweat… this was water practically pouring from them. They were losing function of their bodies… because without water, the body could not possibly function.

A cry from below must have been a signal to retreat, because the three started staggering back. Whitney stopped her powers and the other three quickly leapt off the porch, landing with a thud outside of the pool. They were gone for now…

Whitney inhaled a deep breath, panting almost in shock at what had happened. Slowly she walked back inside… but the house looked a little more trashed than it already was. Glass shattered, daggers and throwing star-like things stuck in walls.. and of course, one of their bathroom hallways was now dripping wet. At least THAT she could take care of. Whitney was about to head upstairs when suddenly her doorbell rang. Whitney paused… as if afraid to answer it.

Yet some thing told her to answer the door… so she swiftly opened the door, and there before her was finally some relief. Not her family and definitely not a Ninja.
“You didn’t happen to see Ninja’s run past, did you?” She said sarcastically, not expecting him to understand.






(Anyone can be this figure… well, I had an idea of who it might be. Since Whitney has a phone, but chances of getting a hold of her are like... one in a hundred... the only logical choice would be to go to her house. )

[Krystalline Kabutops]

Name: Kailie Psudonath (Pseudo-Nath)
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Appearance: Kailie is tall at 5'11 (She won't tell anyone what she weighs, but it's under 130), and very pale. Her hair, which she wears in a ponytail with a black bow, is black and comes down to the small of her back. Her eyes are a curious gray color, and seem to absorb all the light that hits them. Her body is curvacious and not terribly strong, and she has a C-cup chest. Her clothing consists of a lot of black, gray and white, and is decidedly Gothic in nature. She has six piercings along each ear, as well as one in her navel.
Personality: Kailie is a quiet girl, very moody and brooding. She seems rude at times, but it's not intentional; she's just not a people person. Most of the time, if someone talks to her, she'll ignore them unless they've said something that she deems intelligent.
Psi type: Terra-Psi.
History: Kailie does a lot of climbing (usually solo), and attempted a notoriously difficult route on a formation called the Needle. She was almost to the top when she slipped and fell. She was expecting to land and promptly get splattered across the rocks, but the splat never came. When she opened her eyes, she saw that the Needle had branched out, breaking her fall. She didn't tell her parents about it until a few months later, and her parents promptly brought her to the doctor.
Relationships: She knows all the others, but only in a formal sense. She is, however, close friends with Aeryn. They know each other from school, and while Kailie does her best to hide it, it doesn't take much sleuthing to figure out that Aeryn is a big-sister figure to Kailie. She's one of the few people who can make Kailie smile, and even laugh.
Other: *Ignores the unintelligent other*

<\V/^ Kailie Psudonath ^\V/>

I sighed as I flipped through the channels. How could there be so many options, and yet there was nothing to watch? This was a serious inquiry, and I still mean to get to the bottom of it. Wherever that may be.

Where was I? Oh, right. Well, I was sitting in my kitchen, drinking a chocolate shake as I watched the television by the window. That's right, I have a television in my kitchen. I had my flip-flop clad feet up on the counter, with my cat sitting in the chair next to me, purring away like a motor. She was one of those pleasently easy to satisfy felines, that doesn't need to eat gourmet cat food out of a crystal goblet. Stupid cat food commercials.

Earlier in the day, I had flipped through the mail, and uncovered a rather threatening letter. I had tossed it into the recycling, not thinking too much of it. I was going to regret that soon enough.

I was about to get out the telephone book and call the television company, to inquire about this scarcity of decent programming, when I realized something.

The birds had stopped chirping.

Normally, this wasn't anything to get upset over. Boudicca (My cat, you see) normally did this when she went out hunting. But she wasn't hunting right now. She was sitting right next to me, yawning quite wide and stretching a bit.

Slowly swiveling in my chair, I turned so that I could see the living room. In it were three men, all wearing what looked like ninja attire. They had katanas and everything.

I would have choked on my milkshake in an attempt to laugh, but I'm not that kind of girl. Apparently the ninjas hadn't noticed me yet, and I was glad to keep it that way. However, Boudicca chose that momen to hop up on the counter and meow loudly. One of the ninjas, apparently instinctively, turned and tossed a shruiken. Thankfully, Boudicca was of course a cat, and a sufficently young one as to dodge the shruiken.

The downside of all this, of course, was that the ninjas now knew where I was. And I had the distinct feeling that they weren't going to play nice.

Another shruiken came whizzing at me, and as I ducked, I could feel it pass over my head. I grabbed my milkshake and tossed it at the guy, but of course my aim was terrible, and it shattered harmlessly against a wall, dripping milkshake onto Mom's sofa. I had a feeling I'd be paying for that later.

Thankfully, my mom keeps a lot of plants around, and I keep a lot of rocks. So I had plenty of ammunition. Unfortunately, I doubted I would get the chance to use any of it.

I darted behind a wall as three more shruiken came flying by. The only way I could stand a chance was if I got outside. Punching my way through the screen door, I ran to a large oak tree that dominated our yard. Some more shruiken whizzed through the air, this time tearing a few holes in my black skirt.

I could tell that they were getting close. Focusing, I concentrated on the ground around me. Quickly, it came up, forming a sort of pod several inches thick. It would protect me for now.

Now, for the tricky part; To get myself underground. Focusing some more, I had the dirt beneath me displace itself, forming a sort of lump under the tree. I looked up, waiting for the katanas to start piercing the empty pod. Sure enough, they did, all three of them. Putting all my effort into it, I willed the great maple to topple over. The pod was immediatly flattened, as were the ninjas, while I stayed safely below ground level.

After extricating myself, I called Aeryn (and recieved a call from Sarah promptly thereafter). It turned out that she had had a similar incident. As I called all the others up, I realized that this was something big; very big.

As I started off to Mine's field, I decided that there was at least one good result of the ninja attack; Now I wouldn't have to rip my skirt myself.

[VirtualPlay]

I apologize for not getting this up yesterday, I was very suddenly overcome by a huge wave of exhaustion and fell asleep before I knew it.

Mike - Aero
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"So yeah, I'll be going there as soon as I meet up with Sarah, you just make it when you can," I was saying to Alex. Both he and Aeryn knew now (Kallie had called Aeryn just before I reached Alex), and Alex also said he'd go find Guthrie since he had no phone. Trina had already signed off, after saying she had passed on the message to Dax (whom I vaguely remembered). Since I knew Sarah had gotten the message to Kailie, I figured everyone would be getting the message too.

I hung up the phone after saying 'bye,' sighed, then went to go meet Sarah. However a small yellow Post-It stuck on the inside of my desk shelf stopped me. It was Sally's number, and a flash of memory hit me that told me that Kailie had been sick the day we were supposed to meet Sally; most likely, Kailie didn't have Sally's number, meaning they wouldn't be calling Sally. As I went to grab the phone, it rang under my hand.

"Hello?" I asked, hoping Kailie had realized not to call me.

"Mike? Mike, this is Sally," came the reply, and I nearly freaked at the coincidence. Or rather, the 'hitsuzen' of it.

"Sally? I was about to call you!" I said.

"Is it about the ninjas?" she asked, seemingly tentatively.

"Yeah," I confirmed. "Look, we're all meeting at Mine's Field. Get there as soon as you can."

"Alright, I'll be there," she said, then she paused and asked, "Are you alright?"

I felt a slight bubble of emotion, but I shrugged it off as being the nerves. "Like a team of ninja assassins could get me," I said and laughed, trying to make her feel alright about it. "You?"

"I'm fine. I'm not sure the ninjas are." I could definitely understand; after seeing the shuriken lodged in two of their shoulders, I was surprised they were able to escape that quickly. "I'll be there. See ya," she added. and hung up.

Praying that that was the last phone call I needed to worry about, I flew downstairs, threw my sandals on, then grabbed my bag and ran out the door. At the end of the walkway I flew up, skimmed the trees, then turned towards Sarah's house.

I had flown to Sarah's house a fair number of times before, mostly when I was bored at night and she said she was too. With a jolt (which almost shook me from my smooth flying) I remembered I used to also fly to Sally's house; but eventually she stopped calling me, and not wanting to go over uninvited, I stopped going. It was a shame, really; I always had some fun when I went over to her house, even if it was just talking in person as opposed to over the phone. But nowadays I only did that with Sarah.

Before I realized it, I was over Sarah's house, so I descended down to her room's window. Seeing her in there. I knocked on the window, making her recoil suddenly and turn to look at the window. Seeing it was me she walked over and opened the window.

"Why couldn't you just use the door for once?" she said, clearly agitated "You startled me; I thought more ninjas had come to fight or something."

"Sorry," I said, lifting myself into her room, "kinda just automatically came over here."

"It's okay," she said. "It's not every day you get attacked by ninjas to give you that extra edginess." We laughed, glad to have something to relieve our stress. "So, you ready to go?" she asked.

"Sure," I said, heading for her door. "I'm sure we'll have to wait a bit for everyone anyway, but some people might already be there ahead of us by now and we could talk about stuff while we wait for everyone else."

It took us about 15 minutes to walk there, during which Sarah and I related our own ninja-fighting experience. Considering we had little fighting experience aside from movies, TV, and video games, we seemed to have done fairly well at defending ourselves. I just hoped everyone else managed to make it out okay.

We arrived to find Dax and Trina already there. After another couple minutes of exchanging stories, I heard a car drive up a little ways away and Sally's voice in my head saying, <I'm here! Don't start without me!> Of course, when she finished walking over to where we were and saw there were only four of us, she felt kind of silly. I'm pretty sure I imagined it, but I thought I might have seen Sally give Sarah a hint of a glare; when I looked again, though, it wasn't there.

Over the next twenty minutes, everyone managed to make it to the field, all sixteen of us. I didn't know whether to be more surprised that everyone got the message or that everyone actually listened, especially considering some people's affinity to think down on others.

Of course, now came the awkward part: actually trying to plan. I could tell some people really weren't too enthusiastic about being here, but we needed to figure something out. "Alright," I said a little louder than the general din, and people looked at me, which made me even more choked up. "Well…I'm assuming that since you're all here that…you were attacked by ninjas too…so…" I stopped and thought for a bit.

"Are we assuming that those, well, ninjas weren't from the labs?" Sally asked.

"It seems like they were trying to kill us," Nox said, sounding annoyed. "Considering the fuss the scientists had over testing us, I doubt they'd have any use for us dead."

"I dunno, they seemed like scientists," Jason said. "They didn't seem to care that we were both in our underwear," he added, indicating Whitney, who immediately blushed bright red.

"Either that or they could be a bunch of perverts trying to make a free buck on some freak independent porn film which needed our naked, dead bodies," Whitney retorted with a hint of sarcasm, rolling her eyes at Jason and making it clear that she obviously didn't think they were scientists. She still had a slight tinge of red to her cheeks when she finished talking, though.

"Enough about who's seen whom in whatever now," I said, trying to get everyone's attention again, though I was finding it hard not to laugh. "Look, let's all just try and figure stuff out, get some clues and such. If you find out anything big, try and contact everyone else. But regardless of whether we find something else, let's meet back here about the same time tomorrow, around five in the afternoon?"

There was some muttered dissent, and eventually everyone agreed on three in the afternoon instead. And with that we parted, back to our houses. Or wherever everyone else lived. Sarah decided to go home alone, and so I started to jump when Sally's voice in my head made me stop about three feet in the air.

<So are you just taking off without talking to me?>

I turned around to see her floating behind me, and I could have sworn she was surprised she had said anything. By now everyone else had dispersed. "S-sorry, I…I…" I floundered for words, then gave the truth, "I thought you were trying to avoid me…" I looked at her, surprised to see her looking away and down at the ground, which was still three feet below us.

"I…I guess that's my fault…" she said, and she went to say more but I interrupted her.

"Don't worry about it," I said, "just tell me if you'd mind me coming over to your house again tonight. Just like we used to, you know?" I smiled, hoping she'd accept.

She didn't answer for half a minute, which I hoped was because she was thinking. "Y-yeah, okay," she finally said, floating down to the ground, and suddenly I'd realized we'd had that whole conversation while still hovering a few feet above the ground. I let myself fall softly as Sally continued, "Same time, then?"

"Yeah, that sounds good," I said, "I'll see you then." And again I took off, this time without interruption, and made it back home, all the while with my stomach feeling oddly lighter than the rest of my body. I landed home, and the presence of my parents' car told me they were finally back. I walked inside and into the kitchen, where dinner was being prepared by my mom.

Suddenly my dad appeared, holding the shuriken that I had left on the red envelope. "So where did this come from?" he said, and my brain thought quickly to come up with a response.

"Oh, crap, she left one here!" I said, grabbing it from his hand. Then I started explaining off the top of my head. "My friend came over with a set and I guess she didn't pack them all up after she was done showing me. I'll take it to her later, after dinner," I added, giving an explanation as to why I was going out again at night.

"Well don't leave your mail all over the place either," he said, handing me the red envelope. I was so glad that I had thought to put the letter back inside, and I grabbed it as well and brought everything up to my room.
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[Charizard04621]

Hey guys, I'm having connection trouble right now because my hard wire internet is only coming next week and right now I'm stuck with wireless... right after a big storm. So yeah, if I don't post, it's not because I don't want to...

[Roy Karrde]

Jason Peterson

The phone call had come just as I was about to leave, I had already grabbed the closest thing next to me that would work as pants and prepared to run the few blocks over to catch Whitney. If the scientists were after me they could have come after the rest of the group. My suspicions were clarified with the phone call from Kallie, or at least I thought it was Kallie it could have been Sarah or someone else. I wasn’t that good with names and at this point I wasn’t really in the mind frame of caring who had just called.

Either way if the others were being hit, I had a feeling Whitney would be hit. As I turned onto Whitney’s street using the ground below me to help propel my feet and movement as I ran, I still wasn’t sure why I was running to her house. I knew she could take care of herself, the amount of ass kickings she gave me was a clear indication of that, yet I still wanted to be sure she was all right. Of course I could always hide my concern with saying that I just wanted her to get the message that was being spread around about the meet up.

“You didn’t happen to see Ninja’s run past, did you?” She asked, answering the door in her underwear. At this point if you had asked me if she was wearing a clown nose on her face I wouldn’t be able to answer you. To tell you the truth I wouldn’t be able to tell you what she looked like past her neck. One thing I did notice is that the shadow of Whitney’s head was following my line of sight and then looked down at herself, which was followed by a sigh of disgustion. “Jason, I know you have never seen a girl in her underwear before, and I doubt you ever will, but lets keep focused here” She sighed marching inside and snapping my attention back into the present situation.

Walking in I got a quick survey of the house, which seemed to be almost as damaged as mine was. “I see that you have again neglected to invite me to your famous wild sex parties” I sighed as Whitney went to her room shutting the door and got dressed.

“I only invite people I like, not those that I pity” She replied playing along with the joke before finally coming out of her bedroom as I bent down to examine a shard of glass. “Plan to take a swim?” She asked gesturing to the swimming trunks that I was currently wearing for pants. I looked down realizing that I had grabbed my swim trunks in my race to get out the door.

“Well I can never be too careful around you” I smirked back, before telling her about the meeting in the Mine’s Field. “Really it seems that ninja scientists attacked all of us” I finished as we began to walk out the door.

“I don’t know if it’s scientists, but it did seem weird that they were norms, did you catch that?” She asked, Norms? How had I forgotten now it made since that they didn’t do anything to counter any of my attacks.

“Of..cource I knew that” I stumbled out taken a bit by surprise that I hadn’t caught that yet. She rolled her eyes in disbelief of my excuse. “Well if were going to go we should go,” I said trying to get off the subject before it could continue even further.

“Nice subject change” She remarked on our way out.

“I had to try” I replied, oh this was the start to a great day, why didn’t the ninja’s just kill me, it would have been less painful than this.

[Charizard04621]

Hey guys, I'm having connection trouble right now because my hard wire internet is only coming next week and right now I'm stuck with wireless... right after a big storm. So yeah, if I don't post, it's not because I don't want to... :(

Nox Silverwind, Aero ~

The field was empty when he got there, so Nox took the opportunity to look around. Perhaps he had been fooled and the request to meet here was a prank, but he highly doubted it. He wasn’t fooled easily, and besides, they couldn’t expect to be faster than he was. He did, after all, run with wind beneath his feet. He decided, then, to at least gather information about his surroundings.

There wasn’t much to find out. Where he stood at the moment several trees stood scattered across what may as well have been plains of grass; he saw nothing other than flatlands for miles. A few minutes’ walk away for a normal person lay some playing fields, for sports no doubt. Nox wasn’t the kind for team games, always knowing that others would pull him down. He preferred to improve at his own pace, a startlingly rapid one at that; few, he knew, could keep up with him. Which was why he preferred individual sport.

Nox found himself wondering about his former master. Where had he gone, he wondered, after that fateful day? Surely he had neither been captured nor even detected, for that matter. Had he left in anything but utmost haste, he would have let Nox know that he was alive and well. And he was too powerful to be caught by a group of hooligans that a 10-year old child could outrun alone. Nox missed his sword-wielding instruction, but he could think of nothing at the moment to change his situation. There were no other masters anywhere near to where he lived; he’d checked that thoroughly. Even if they existed, they did not want to be known, or Nox would have found them. So he was to settle for practicing by himself every day, without a weapon. This had led him to develop his air blade technique, the same offensive strategy he’d used against the pathetic ninjas that had attempted, unsuccessfully, to get their hands on him. Satisfactory though this skill was, Nox needed someone better to teach him. Someone he could learn to surpass.

He returned from his scouting to find several others gathered at the field. They really just had been slow, after all. After everyone had arrived and finished gasping out their versions of the ninja incident, they began to discuss the actions to take in response. Nox scoffed at their theories. Really, did they think that the scientists had organized the ninja “attacks”? Those idiots?

“It seems like they were trying to kill us,” Nox said coldly, his face displaying no emotion. “Considering the fuss the scientists had over testing us, I doubt they'd have any use for us dead.” Seriously. It was an obvious conclusion, but Nox wasn’t surprised that the others had trouble drawing it. Most of them were fools, after all.

After some time the group came to a decision to go home and meet two hours earlier the next day at Mine’s Field. Nox ignored the banter that ensued but paid careful attention whenever another one’s name was mentioned. If he was, as he suspected, going to spend more time with these people outside of the annoying scientist testing, it would serve him well to remember their names, if anything else to be able to tell them apart. Right now they just looked like a bunch of fools.

The group was parting and Nox watched them leave. One of the girls struck him as more familiar than the rest. She had opaque gray eyes with long hair. It looked as if it had been tied up recently, but the incident with the ninjas seemed to have left strands of it falling out at places, contributing to an overall untidy look. The girl was also dressed completely in grayscale tones; she seemed to have an affinity for the color black. Too many earrings stuck out of her mutilated ears. Who would purposely dull senses like that? Well… it was no matter. It was none of Nox’s concern, anyway.

Nox thought that he recognized her voice, but then again, they all sounded the same. He could be wrong, but he didn’t care in the least. She was going home so he decided to follow her and ask.

“Kelly, is it?” Nox asked, sensing that he’d gotten her name wrong but not really caring. “Why did you bother to call me? The trouble seems to have been worthless so far.”

OOC: @Krystalline Kabutops: Kailie may or may not be the one who called him; it’s your decision to make. I figured since she’d been given the job of contacting everyone, she was more likely to have made the call. ^_^ You can ignore him, bash him all you want, anything. Sorry if he messes up one of your plans, though. If you were going to post something different, please PM me and I’ll change it as soon as I can.

[Shizo]

Sally Tavern: Neuro
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I decided against cleaning up the mess. With my parents and brother gone, I had plenty of time to straighten up the room after the meeting. So I hopped in my old pick-up truck and drove to Mine's Field. Worried that I was late, I sent out a mental message to wait until I arrived to start. When I got to the field, though, there was only four people: Dax, Trina, and Mike with Sarah. I unconsiously gave a glare when I noticed those two standing so close to each other, but then gave myself a mental smack. Mike wasn't mine in any way, shape or form. I couldn't be getting possessive. After clearing the stupid thoughts from my head, I walked over and joined in the conversation. Soon others began to appear, until all the entirety of the Age-10 Outburst was on the field. Batter up.

I didn't contribute much to the conversation; I just listened to the experiences each person had with the ninjas, contributing my bit when it was appropriate, and then considered the various theories about why we were attacked. The first idea was that the scientist had sent them after us, which Nox quickly knocked down. My personal favorite was that they wanted our bodies for a necrophiliac porn flick. Whitney had my sense of humor. We didn't get anywhere that day, however, so we decided to meet again tomorrow, hopefully with some new ideas. Everyone started to dispurse or gather into small groups to talk. Sarah started walking away alone, and it looked as if Mike was about to fly away. My gut started wrenching in several directions. On the one hand, I did want to talk to him some more. On the other, my intense bashfulness made me want to drive back home as fast as possible. As he began to leap into the air, one side of my internal conflict took control and blurted out <So are you just taking off without talking to me?> He turned, surprised to have heard my thought. I was surprised too, and growing more surprised at my boldness when I rose up three feet to talk face to face.

"S-sorry, I…I…I thought you were trying to avoid me…" he confessed. This automatically made me feel guilty, because that's exactly what I've been doing.

"I…I guess that's my fault…" I almost felt as if I would blurt out right then and there that I liked him, that I've been avoiding him because I didn't feel as though I deserved to be around him, and maybe even about the time I wet the bed when I was 14. Luckily, he stopped me before it came to making a complete fool of myself.

"Don't worry about it, just tell me if you'd mind me coming over to your house again tonight. Just like we used to, you know?" I didn't say anything for a moment, partly because my brain had shut down, rebooted, then said the obvious answer to this proposal.

"Y-yeah, okay. Same time then?"

"Yeah, that sounds good," he said. He flew off. I barely noticed I levitated to my truck. It was only on the way home that I realized that I needed to clean the living room. Well, Mike would understand, but my parents were coming home tomorrow, so it needed to be cleaned anyway. When I got back, someone I was certainly not expecting to see was sitting in the one upright chair in the living room reading my letter.

"So, you have a stalker?" My brother, Tobias, asked, waving the paper in his hand.

"That's none of your business!" I yelled, leaping over to grap the note. He pulled it away at the last minute.

"None of my business, eh? I come home to find an empty and trashed house, with this as the only clue, and you're saying I shouldn't be worried about my little sister?"

"Why aren't you at college?" I asked. I could easily levitate and get the paper from his raised hand, but I decided to play this the Norm way.

"Answer my question, and I'll answer yours."

"Would you believe me if I said ninjas attacked me and I trashed the living room trying to defend myself?"

"Not really. I'm guessing, though, from the throwing star I found in the wall, that you and some of your friends was playing ninja and it got out of hand."

"Let's go with that." He lowered his hand and I snatched away the paper.

"Well, I'll help you clean up, if you promise not to say anything about me coming home to get some more games instead of studying," He confided. I nodded. The old agreement. 'I won't tell if you don't.' Together, we tidied up the room so that it seemed like only a small typhoon had blown through.

"So why are you so keen on getting this place clean?" He asked when we were about done.

"Well, Mike's coming over and-"

"Oh, a date with Mike," He said. I blushed brightly.

"It's not a date! We're just going to hang out!"

"You mean you two are still not an item? It's been, what, two years since I read in your diary that you liked him?"

"I don't have a diary." I folded a blanket and flopped it on the back of the couch. "Shouldn't you be leaving? I still need to get some dinner."

"Of course, my lady. Far be it from me to spoil your date."

"It's not a date!" He snickered and left, a bag of video games in his hand. I only hoped he left a few for me. I quickly fixed myself a cup of ramen, the staple of my diet for the past week. I ate, then went up to my room, opened the window, and waited for Mike.


OOC: Wow, I sound kind of pathetic.

[Bulbasaur4]

[color=royalblue]

Whitney Fairtake
~ Water Psi / F / 18 ~

Whitney quickly scribbled down a message upon a sticky note and left it on the door for her family. Heaven only would know what would happen if her little siblings found her not at home… and didn’t know the reason. Of course, she had put down Jason’s name and with that they most likely would ridicule her. Of course they were just little kids… but still, it was torture enough having them talk about anything let alone talk about her and someone else.
Walking to Mine’s Field wasn’t much of an event. Although Whitney and Jason both talked a little bit about their attacks… she kept thinking about how she had just exposed herself. The only time Whitney was dressed in the minimum was when she was swimming- and at least then she had water. She had basically given Jason a free show of matching black undergarments- each which were most feminine and rather risqué. It wasn’t that Jason was a bad guy of course… it was because Jason was a guy. It perhaps was more embarrassing than losing her top at the lake last year, but thankfully no one saw anything although they had known what had happened. Of course it also didn’t help that Whitney, while having a very confident front, was actually not too confident about her own appearance; most likely from brotherly ridicule and having no mother.
“Uhh… Whitney?” Jason’s voice suddenly snapped her out of her intense though process, and she quickly glanced at him.
“ What?” Her voice was sharp but not accusing nor hostile, just obviously she was brought back to reality.
“ You were talking about how you threw some of the Ninjas into the pool.. and then you stopped. What were you thinking about?” As soon as Jason said it, he knew he probably shouldn’t have asked. Whitney wasn’t the most ‘give out private information’ type person, and when asked she wasn’t very accepting of it.
“ I was lustfully thinking about how to kill you in these trees.” Whitney stated flatly, for they were now walking through a few trees and getting closer to Mine’s Field.
“Oh good… I thought it was something serious.” Jason replied, probably thinking he got off rather cheap with Whitney’s remark.
“ Yeah but anyways… after that I just summoned the water content from their body to pour out from their pours and openings, and that caused their bodies to become severely dehydrated and they fled.” Whitney finished her story extremely quickly, for now they had approached a rather large group.

Whitney remembered them all, although she couldn’t place a name on anyone except for Dax, Jason (of course), Trina (was around Dax a lot), and Nox. She remembered Nox only because he was the most hostile, and while he didn’t talk to her much she found his remarks quite funny. Not because they were meant to be funny, but because they were always hurtfully truthful. It was much like her own taste of word choice, but for different reasons.

Listening to the conversation… she had added her intake, only to put Jason’s idea to the ground. Those Ninjas could NOT have been scientists, and she wanted to make that clear. Besides… the idea of them being durranged independent film porn addicts was far more interesting to have for wasted brain space. Of course, like most things with large groups, nothing was decided except that they were to meet at Mine’s Field in the late afternoon the next day. Then the group simply divided off, and people went their own way.

So, being all Whitney-like, she simply started to walk off towards the direction of her house. Not that she WANTED to go there… it was gonna be hard enough to show up late, and since her father had no ability to put kids to bed… they were going to be up. She was also a bit tired at the idea of sneaking off in the late afternoon… the most prime time of day for kiddie-action.
At the thought of this turmoil, Whitney simply sighed.
“ I should have just drowned them all in the pool when I had the chance…” she muttered, walking off in the darkness.

[Asilynne]

Sorry for my lack of posts, *points at away topic* I was butchin' with mah saiya-jin sistas XD
Ive read everything, but I need to get off line in case they call (theyre on thier way back) so Ill post later tonight, thanks to the people who included my character while I was away ^-^

[Krystalline Kabutops]

<\V/^ Kailie Psudonath ^\V/>

I sighed, rubbing my temples and turning to Nox. Normally, I wouldn't have replied to such a comment, but he seemed to be an intelligent fellow, if rather belligerent. "I called a lot of people, you twit. Being attacked by ninjas isn't exactly an everyday occurence, you know. And even if it seems to have been a fluke right now, I doubt it'll stay that way for long. What do you suppose the odds are of ALL of us being attacked by ninjas on the same day? These things don't just happen. And it's Kailie, not Kelly."

>_<; writer's block. Thought I'd at least get a reply down for you to work with though. Go ahead and use Kailie as you wish, just remember that her personality is similar to Nox's.

[Charizard04621]

OOC: Okay, cool ^_^ If you see anything you don’t like, let me know and I’ll definitely fix it.

Nox Silverwind, Aero ~

“I called a lot of people, you twit. Being attacked by ninjas isn't exactly an everyday occurrence, you know. And even if it seems to have been a fluke right now, I doubt it'll stay that way for long. What do you suppose the odds are of ALL of us being attacked by ninjas on the same day? These things don't just happen. And it's Kailie, not Kelly.”

“Kailie? I’ll note that for future reference.” In spite of himself, Nox smirked. It was a half-smirk, rather, irritating to most, but Kailie seemed unimpressed. Why wouldn’t she be? Nox had been proven wrong. He wasn’t too worried, however; he’d only start to feel that way if he didn’t realize he was about to be wrong in the first place, and that just wouldn’t happen. It was important to know when he was right and when he was wrong. Otherwise, he’d be taken by surprise. “Those ninja were pathetic. Unless whoever sent them organizes a more solid attack, I don’t care if I see a hundred of them.” Nox would mutilate the first few with his rapid air blades and the rest would flee after the display. Fear was a powerful weapon.

“The first round may have been easy for you, but I wouldn’t be so cocky. You might have just gotten lucky. What if the ninjas were just a test?”

“Even so, what has luck got to do with it?” Nox folded his arms together, raising an eyebrow. “Chance is not a factor in anything I do. I plan my actions step by step. I just happen to do it very quickly.”

Kailie let out a cynical laugh accompanied by a look that Nox felt meant ‘I want to see the expression on your face when things don’t go the way you plan them to.’

It was Nox’s conclusion that the pitiful attacks on this group, of which now he was a part, would continue. This scheme of events seemed to have required a lot of effort, even if it was poorly coordinated and their common opponent had grossly underestimated their strength. Most probably a wave of a different type would arrive; the idiots would have to be completely incapable to attempt the same strategy twice. Nox pondered the possibilities. “Considering that these people have apparently established surveillance of some kind upon us, I wouldn’t be surprised if we are introduced to another one of their schemes the moment they can catch us alone again.”

“You said yourself that they obviously want us dead,” Kailie pointed out. “They might not even wait for us to be alone.”

Frowning, Nox brushed his bangs away to reveal his left eye. “Either way, it’s little to worry about. I don’t deny that there is a threat of some sort, but whatever it is, as long as I am alive, I’ll be prepared.”

Kailie sighed. “With that much of an ego, you’d better be.”

"Hmm." Unsure what he was achieving out of this exchange, Nox eyed the sun and predicted that it would soon set. It would have been prudent to arrive home before nightfall, but Nox wasn’t really afraid of much at the moment. Besides, talking to Kailie wasn’t so bad, after all. She didn’t seem like a fool. “It’ll be dark soon,” he commented. He allowed her to respond while he considered what he should do next.

[Roy Karrde]

Jason Peterson

If there was a bigger waste of time in the universe than meeting up at Mine’s field, I couldn’t really think of it. All we did was discuss that we got attacked and basically agreed to meet up tomorrow. No real safety precautions for tonight, just a lets meet up here tomorrow. Yet to tell the truth I wasn’t really interested, I could hold my own against anything the scientists threw at us, and I was sure everyone else could too. Right now my mind was focused on more important things, like Whitney’s little strip tease she gave me.

Every detail of this morning would be burned into my mind until the day I died, and if I ever told Whitney that, I had a feeling that day would be very soon. Yet for some reason, as I walked home, I was somewhat worried about the girl who would torture me in an instant if she wanted to. It wasn’t like I had a crush on her that would be silly. There were plenty of girls prettier than her, which also had better attitudes than her. So why was I here looking at her house wondering if she would be okay.

If she caught me out here she would never let me forget it. Rolling my eyes with a quick sigh I pivoted around and began to walk away. “You know some people would think that you were stalking me, or just got really lost” A familiar voice taunted from behind me, a small smile crept across the front of my face as I kept my back turned to her.

“Nope, just hoping that I stand out here long enough, that I get another peep show” I fired back turning around to meet her eye to eye. “That is how you like to greet me now isn’t it?”

“I’m surprised you actually knew what it was, seeing how you are still waiting for that little thing us adults like to call puberty to happen” She smiled back, not even flinching by my earlier comment.

“Now Jason, you weren’t actually hanging outside of my house to try and catch me getting ready for a bath, were you” She asked and then took a second to consider what she had actually said. “Knowing you…never mind”

I took a few seconds to try and think of a come back, something, anything to get back at her. I was drawing a blank, so I just decided to blurt out what ever came to mind. “You know I cant believe that I was actually worried about you” I yelled back at her, oh great smooth move. If I could do anything to be anywhere, anywhere any place in the world right now except for here, I would do it.

“Wait hold on, you…we’re worried about me?” She said in a bit of shock.

“Yeah, because if you got hurt, then I wouldn’t have anyone else to flash me for free for awhile” I grinned back, I could tell that she was starting to look pissed so maybe I really should be starting to leave. “Look if you get worried or just want some one to talk to, you know my number,” I finally said with the most sincere face that I could muster.
“If we do have any more trouble with the ninja’s I think you’re going to need your protection blankie more that me” She replied, I wasn’t going to give her the satisfaction of winning this conversation.

“You know you should call me the next time you have a show,” I yelled out as I began to walk back home. “You bring the whip cream, and I’ll bring the strip dancing pole” I added before getting out of earshot. Well this conversation could not have gone any worse; lets just hope tonight remains uneventful.

[The_Missing_Link]

OOC: Sorry for not posting. I haven't been feeling in the mood to post and writer's block has struck. So yeah, this won't be a long one at all


Sarah Hallaway - Pyro
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The group met up at the field and for the most part, it was a rather uneventful session. Most of us relayed our experiences with the faux ninjas and agreed that they weren't much of a match for us. There wasn't too much concern, especially from Nox, who looked like he wanted to punch someone in the face. Judging from his statement and the looks he gave everyone, he seemed like an arrogant fool to me, overconfident in his abilities and not one to rely on others if he was in trouble. It would probably be rather annoying to deal with, but I could easily ignore him.

We decided on getting together tomorrow and inform each other of any clues we could find. There was a rather bleak shot of us actually finding anything useful so I had no clue as to what we were going to discuss tomorrow but taking action instead of ignoring the letter and attacks would probably be for the best.

I immediately walked off after the meeting, forgetting about Mike for the moment and settling upon my own thoughts. Right at the edge of the field, I suddenly remembered him and turned around to see him slightly hovering in the air, talking to Sally. Although the light was dying in the sky, I could see Sally's face, which looked embarrassed but pleased. I felt a pang of jealously drumming within me but I shook it off and put my back to the scene entirely. I made it clear, privately and out loud, that Mike and I were solely friends. Aside from him, I didn't really have much else and if he started going out with her, the company would soon become a crowd and I didn't like the thought of being an outsider.
"It's too soon though," I muttered and created a fireball in the palm of my hand to cool my nerves.

Throwing it up and down like a baseball before squashing it between my hands, I quickly hurried home and tried to find all of the throwing stars I could find in the dimming sunlight. I found a bunch across the street in some tree trunks and a couple in the mailbox post. Staring at the small weapons, I decided to keep them instead of melting them altogether. Remembering my success with the burning sword, I was sure I could transform them into even more deadly weapons than the ninjas could ever hope to accomplish. I pocketed my finds and scooped up the mail, which was still lying in front of the house. If anything, I was more thankful that my parents were still out of the house and rushed inside to make everything seem normal when they finally returned.

[Master Rudy]

First off let me say how sorry I am over how long it took me to get this up. I've been very busy with work and I've not had much time lately not to mention little to no patience for this computer and how slow it is.

Alex Winters
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Things were happening way too fast for my liking. For one I knew I wasn’t totally smashed and that this was for real. Not even in my worst trips and drunken stupors did I imagine this kind of stuff happening. Out of the corner of my eye I saw one guy rush as Aeryn so I quickly made sure that he was out of the fight by firing a blast of ice at him. Sadly I had a feeling that would be the only help I could offer her. As much as I wanted to help Aeryn I knew that I wouldn’t be able to do so if I didn’t help myself first. If I didn’t focus on my own attackers first then there wouldn’t be much I could do if my arm or any other body part for that matter wound up elsewhere.

By all means as outnumbered as we were there was no way the two of us could win this. However it appeared as if the ninjas were nothing more than than a bunch of Norms. That fact alone would help to tip the scales in our favor. As one ninja attempted to take a swing at me I instantly knew that I’d have no time to get out of the way. Instead I used my powers and encased my left arm in ice and used that to block with. Whoever this guy was clearly didn’t expect that and it gave me all the time I needed. Reaching out I just simply touched him and froze the guy on contact. Needless to say it appeared as if no one else was willing to take any chances because as I turned towards the rest of the group they seemed as if they might run. Leaving myself wide open to an attack I said to them “What’s wrong? You’ve got numbers and weapons on your side and yet your scared of me? If all of you were to rush me then I’m sure someone would be bound to get lucky.”

Granted if they all did come I would have been the unlucky one but it seemed as if only two of them were willing to take a shot. With a quick move that they once again didn’t expect I fired a blast of ice at the one on my left and then as the guy on my right closed in I ducked under a sword swing and grabbed him. Once again my attackers were froze on contact. With my hand still on the second man I looked back at the quickly shrinking group. This time they would not get another chance. “Well that’s twice now I’ve been on the defensive. Judging from your reactions would I be right to assume it’s my turn in this little shindig?” Before any of them could figure out my next move I picked up the guy I just froze and tossed him at his buddies. For a bunch of move quickly and kill silently types these guys weren’t too quick on their feet considering that with that one attack I took the remaining group of my own attackers out. Not giving them any chance to get back into this fight I fired a huge blast of ice at the mound of ninjas and made sure they wouldn’t be getting back up.

I was pretty sure at this point that I was done with my group so I turned around to see if Aeryn needed more help. Instead I came face to face with yet another ninja who appeared to have been trying to get the drop on me. With a weak sounding and extremely scared voice he attempted to shout “Don’t move! Surrender yourself and we won’t have to hurt you!” For a moment I wasn’t sure if I heard this guy right. Looking around I counted a few blocks of ice and a few guys that looked as if they had their own shocking encounter. Not being able to hold back a laugh I said “Yeah? You and what army bub? Of course if by ‘we’ you just happened to be talking about yourself then by all means your more than welcome to try it asshole.” When the idiot appeared to ready his weapon I just shook my head at the fact he was willing to do this the hard way. Without a word I took a stance that would have made DBZ fans groan and think I was crazy. Crazy until I started to create a massive ball of ice between my cupped hands that is. There was no question about it. You didn’t have to be a Psi to tell that this attack I was preparing would have been enough to kill. Since I wasn’t use to building up this much power I was starting to sweat quite a bit and felt some of the drops freezing upon my own body. Should this idiot have been dumb enough to try it I would have killed the bastard without a second thought. However judging by the fact he dropped his weapon and ran the other way one could assume he valued his life more than the paycheck of whoever sent these bozos to attack us. Of course that didn’t mean I wouldn’t have my fun with him after all the bullshit his buddies just put me and Aeryn through. Dropping the crazy looking anime attack stance I let all the power disperse but made sure I kept enough stored in my left index finger to be able to fire a blast at the ground in front of him. Turning away I knew I wouldn’t have to look when I heard a loud noise and the prick screaming about breaking his nose.

Exausted from the fight and still recovering from the amount of power I needed to build I managed to pull myself into Aeryn’s house through a broken window. Still feeling a bit out of breath I said jokingly to her “Was I slammed or did I just see ninjas?” Aeryn was still trying to get things cleaned up as she said “Whatever you had you must’ve slipped me some cause I saw them too.” As her phone rang I helped out with the cleaning by freezing the water that boiled over, freezing her sushi and by grabbing the cat. I was going to go ahead and put him in my house since it wouldn’t be right to let him run around with broken glass all over. Just as I finished all this Aeryn came back and filled me in. Apperently someone was after all the Psi that were like us. Several of the others had already agreed to meet at Mine’s Field but as soon as I heard that I knew there was a problem. “Who’s getting Guthie?” I asked. Aeryn’s was about to answer when it dawned on her. He didn’t have a phone and would have no way of knowing. Without a second thought I grabbed the keys to my ride and said “I think it’s too dangerous for us to split up. Let’s both get him and head to Mine’s Field.” Aeryn didn’t object but she complained about the ride. “If there’s one thing I hate it’s riding in that thing!” Feeling like my baby was being attacked I said “Come on! The smell of pot is what gives a VW Bus it’s class!” With a frown Aeryn told me “Just don’t try anything funny. I don’t know where you or that bed inside your bus have been.” As I got in and started it up I held up my left hand and three fingers. “It’s only had me, your picture and a bottle of lotion my dear Aeryn.” Knowing I was never serious about that sort of thing she shook her head and said “Your such a pervet Alex!” With a wink and a smile I simply said “Only towards you. Now are you coming or taking a taxi?”
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Before anyone asks yes, yes and yes. Alex is a perv, a drunk and a stoner. I know your all shocked but get over it. Besides #1 he’s never serious about it and only jokes like that around his friends. #2 and #3 are only on the weekend and only when nothing important is going on. Oh and if he tells the story about the time he had two nude cheerleaders in his bus you can either have your character believe him and not ask questions or take it with a grain of salt ^_~

[Bulbasaur4]

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Whitney Fairtake
~ Aqua Psi - F ~

Narrowing her eyes at his last comment, Whitney instantly roared back, this time feeling a bit of the burn for once.
" The pole of your swingset doesn't count as the stripping pole!"
Whitney made a mental note to never, ever say that again. It was, perhaps, the lamest come back she had ever done before in her entire life. Well... at least she said it loud enough.

Standing outside of her doorway, fully clothed in her regular attire still... the night air seemed cold and empty. Nothing was there but a gentle breeze which suddenly seemed to pick up into a gust... which only put salt in Whitney's room. Jason was a Wind Psi, afterall. Whitney withdrew a breath... she couldn't explain why, but for some reason she couldn't shrug off this new feeling she had. well... it wasn't exactly new, but it was some thing she had almost forgotten. She hadn't remembered it since Joseph had left her...
"No... I don't want to remember that." She thought bitterly, biting her lip as turned and walked back inside. The house was dark except for the kitchen... which was dimly lit. Everyone in the house was asleep... except for perhaps her father, who was too busy in his room with work. His office was attached to his bedroom, and he spent more time filling out paperwork than sleeping. Whitney never even saw him anymore. Last night she had tried to start a conversation... knocking upon his office.

"Dad?" Whitney rested the side of her light-framed body against the doorway, adorned in her regular sleeping attire. Blue boyshorts and a white tanktop, she looked like a rouge beauty in the night. However her father would have never really known what a young woman she had become... they never had a chance to catch up anymore.
"Hey Whit. What do you need?"
Whitney's eyes had lit up... for a moment she was surprised. He had asked her what she needed? Perhaps for once he had time... time to talk, time to laugh, time to ... be with her.
" I was wondering tomorrow, do you want to do some thing?" She asked rather earnestly, but to that her father simply turned around and glanced sadly at her.
"Aww... I would but I have some stuff I need to catch up on at the office. Later tomorrow night I'll take the family out to eat, how's that?"
Whitney merely forced a fake smile.
" That would be great dad."

Whitney walked into the kitchen, her barefeet touching the cool tile. She had managed to pick up the glass swiftly once she got home, and she had evaporated the water from the bathtub. All the throwing stars and daggers she had found were neatly tucked in her drawer, and everything else looked like normal. No matter how hard Whitney cleaned, it was always messy. She glanced at the note upon the counter, obviously left by Amanda- her younger sister.
Thomas took my dress kit. Make him give it back so I can have it tomorrow.
AMANDA

Whitney sighed... always having to regulate. Closing her eyes... she tried to concentrate on anything but her father or Joseph.
But Joseph always came back to haunt her... along with her mother... and even her father.
"Your father is still here, idiot." She said to herself softly in an angry whisper, grabbing the note and throwing it away. She opened the refridgerator and glanced in it... hunger had claimed her for a bit after the Ninjas and what-not. However, sadly there wasn't much there but an energy drink... that was her older brother's, but she didn't care. She grabbed it and opened it, slowly taking a drink out of it.

It was like she was in a dream... leaning against the counter, bent over with her elbows painfully pressing into the hard countertop. Drinking it slowly... she wondered why she was drinking a caffinated energy drink- some thing she did not need before bed. Of course she knew the answer... she really didn't want to sleep. She didn't want to have the same dream... over and over again. She didn't want to give her mind a chance to play games with her again. Not the memories. Not the re-dos. None of it. Of course she knew that she couldn't stay in the house then. She didn't want to wake any of the mini-giants which she was tiptoeing around. So slowly she reached back into the trash and pulled out Amanda's note. Grabbing an easily accessible blue marker, she wrote:
Out. Be back whenever.
Whitney

Of course, she was always this vague with any type of directional note. She knew her father wouldn't see it... most likely Amanda would, eager to see if her note had been registered. Or Thomas- eager to see if Amanda had left yet another note for Whitney's aid. Eitherway, the more vague the note... the better. She only hoped that for once in his life, Gene would take care of the little devils.

Opening her door slowly and sliding on her tanned sandals, Whitney slipped outside. The air immediatly greeted her and offered her a breath of fresh air. Inhaling deeply, she glanced at the street lamps and watched them idly for a moment. Perhaps she shouldn't have been so blunt and rash with Jason. Sure most of it was sarcasim... but what if what she said had truly bit him? Even she had to admit it got heated... and his yells as he walked away weren't exactly friendly material.
Why am I like this?
She thought to herself, pleading almost to her mind for an answer. Perhaps she knew it... but she wouldn't ever address the problem. She didn't want to think of it.
"I'm sorry Jason..." She said softly to no one, except perhaps the night air. Or even to herself. She was, for once, truly sorry. But he'd never hear it... because he wasn't there. It seemed nighttime was always the only thing that ever heard truths or her secrets. But she didn't tell the secrets to it anymore.

Whitney began to walk. She knew that the Ninjas were still about probably... or at least she was in some danger, as was everyone else. But frankly... she didn't care. She did feel threatened, but it was more from the thoughts in her own home than the dangers of being outside. They had attacked her at home anyways... it'd be best if she was away from her family.
".... I never thought about that." She said, once again, to no one. What if they had attacked when her family was home? Who knows who could have been hurt... kidnapped... or worse... killed?

Walking. The more Whitney moved... the more she felt like perhaps she could escape. What from? She wasn't entirely sure... well, not sure upon all things. She knew a few definate things she was running (or walking rather) from. However, it was more than that... but those 'more' things she didn' tknow what they were.

" How could you have DONE that?! " Whitney screamed, her temper blazing as she stared hotly at the person who used to be sitting next to her. She had stood up however... while he remained sitting.
" I didn't mean to... it was an accident... "
"An accident!? An ACCIDENT?! You did the one thing that could ruin everything!" She cried out, a few people walked by looking oddly at them. However Whitney was far beyond caring who saw.
" You know I couldn't think! I wasn't myself! I'm sorry! I didn't mean it!" He stuttered, obviously trying his hardest to calm her raging water-like emotions.
" You shouldn't have put yourself in that situation. If you truely cared... you wouldn't have done it!" Whitney was repeating herself a bit... but she was angry and hurt. Hurt beyond most things... the one person she had put trust in...
" I didn't mean it! I... I love you.. "
Whitney couldn't hear anything anymore. Her whole world was dizzy. She had put faith, trust and all of those emotions she swore never to show or give to anyone, to him. Now he had spit and trampled upon them.
" I hate you!!"
Whitney then ran.

Whitney bit her lip yet again... she did that often whenever she thought about particular things. Looking up from her feet however, she saw that she was in a place she some times found herself going.
Dax's.
Dax and Whitney perhaps weren't the best of friends... well, okay they were far from that. Dax was afraid of going anywhere near her house... and Whitney was far too busy to go anywhere away from her house. Of course, they had hung out occasionally... some how finding a bond that neither of them new of. They didn't really know how it had formed either... well, Whitney didn't anyways. Of course Dax was excellent friends with Trina... and Whitney knew Trina, but even more vaguely than Dax.
"Why am I here?" Whitney thought to herself... but then she realized that she had no where else to go. Jason would have gloated perhaps... or maybe she was too ashamed to show her face at his house. Her house... that would be a joke. Dax was the only other option... a good option still. At least he was fairly nice and calm around Whitney. Her sattire seemed to bounce off him too... although right now she was particularily vulnerable, and she knew it.
She didn't like being vulnerable.

Softly she approached his house... unknowing really on what to do. Knock? His family was probably home.
There was only one childish and rather... stupid thing to do.
Calling upon her powers, blobs of water seemed to form near her. They were more gel-like some times when she tried to condense them a bit... make the water thicker in a sense. She then grabbed them and threw them at each window- swiftly. She hoped it would wake up Dax and that he'd answer the door. Of course, she also hoped that his parents (if they were home) were very heavy sleepers.
Crouching by the side of his door, away from direct sight... she waited.




[ You can choose to answer or whatever you want. ^_^ She's rather vulnerable so she'll be abnormally quiet and sweeter than usual. Not very sarcastic although she might try lamely, as a cover-up. ]

[Roy Karrde]

Jason Peterson

Whitney I’m sorry…no that wouldn’t work she would just laugh. Whitney you mean a lot to me, no that was just too corny. Whitney I…like you…no again she would just laugh at me. I sighed rolling my eyes as I sat on the roof across the street from Whitney’s house. It was long past sun set and like a fool I was sitting out here with a pillow. Nothing would happen tonight, no one was coming, just…I felt like I should be out here. If I wanted to face it or not, I did have feelings for her, childish stupid feelings that I did not really want to except. Ever since this afternoon everything began to pour open like a floodgate, so here I was playing stake out in front of her house.

Fluffing my pillow I laid back down on the roof and turned one lazy eye toward the house, luckily with no parents no one would worry where I was. I turned to check my watch and when I turned back Whitney was stepping out of her house. “Shit” I swore, this would be a lot harder if she was out moving around. She began to mouth something that I tried to lean over and hear, I could make out her saying my name but…that was it. Turning she began to walk off on an unknown direction.

“Great just great” I sighed jumping down off of the house and following her, we went through twist and turns, up streets and down streets, I always made sure I was a good hundred or so feet behind her. Suddenly we arrived at a house to which she crouched down and began to sneak to the side of it.

It was Dax’s house, but why would Whitney go here. Unless…my heart sank, she liked Dax, Dax and her were secretly in love and she was going to go visit her boyfriend. My mind started placing pieces together or making up scenes in which I could have sworn I saw Dax and her together. Damn it damn it damn it, I hated it, I hated her, and I hated Dax for stealing her. Why had I been so stupid, why didn’t I just tell her earlier instead of saying so many dirty things.

I wanted to kick something and just rip the pillow in my arms apart until there was nothing left. Why Dax though, he was ugly, and stupid…I think. But why him. Sighing angrily I turned toward home, if something happened tonight it wouldn’t be me rushing in to save her, it would be Dax. “Damn it to hell” I yelled through clinched teeth and kicked up as much gravel as I could with my shoe.

Blinking back tears I began to march back home, I would not get upset because of her, I was Jason Peterson, and I was better than this. I began to feel warm tears stream down my cheek as I took off running toward home. I was better than this.

Meh a short post, but after Bulba's I couldn't resist

[VirtualPlay]

Mike - Aero
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I lay on my bed after dinner, thinking about the day's events. The mysterious letter, followed by a ninja attack, then seeing everyone together again confirmed that there was something larger going on. But I couldn't figure out how we'd tell; everything was so well concealed from us that we had no leads at all. Well, aside from the fact that our attacker liked clichés like ninjas. Still, there were a lot of people who liked ninjas, strangely enough, so that didn't really give us any leads either.

My watch alarm went off, interrupting my thoughts. I stopped it, then looked at the time to see that it was indeed the time I usually went over to Sally's house. Getting up, I walked over to my desk and picked up the shuriken and envelope. Then I opened my window and took off, slowly remembering the way back to Sally's house. Even though it was a nice warm night, for some unknown reason I found myself shivering.

It took me about twenty minutes to reach her house, since she lived farther away from me than than Sarah, and it took me a little bit to correctly remember a few of the turns. When I got there, I considered going to the front door, but then I saw that Sally had opened her window as she used to do. Carefully, I swooped down and leveled with the window, giving a slight knock to the part that wasn't open.

"Huh?" came Sally's voice. "Oh, come in Mike," she said, appearing from off of her bed. As I climbed in, I guessed she had dozed off slightly while waiting for me.

"Sorry I'm late," I said. "I haven't been here in so long I had to remember," I added honestly.

"It-it's no problem," she said. I put the envelope and shuriken down on her desk, and she added, "Why'd you bring those?"

I looked at them, then at her and said, "Well, I kinda told my parents I'd be taking the shuriken, and I didn't want them to go into my room and see it and get suspicious. And the letter…" I stopped, wondering why I had needed to bring the letter when the same red envelope was lying a couple feet away from my own. I finished my sentence by shrugging.

"Well then…" she said slowly, paused for a bit, then finished, "…um, what did you want to come over for?"

I looked over at her again, and opened my mouth to answer…but I had none. Shutting my mouth and feeling very stupid, I looked down at the floor and scratched the back of my head a bit before deciding on an answer. I looked up at her again and said, "I guess I just wanted to talk, really. Like…what's been going on with you and me and stuff, since we haven't really seen each other in ages…"

"Oh," she said simply. She sat on her bed, "Well, nothing really interesting's been happening to me except for this week. Every other Psi losing their powers, all this testing, and now a ninja attack…it hasn't exactly been the best week, you know?"

"Yeah, I guess not…" I said, then stopped. "Wait…" I added, for I had just had a sudden thought

"What? What's wrong, Mike?" she said, slowly standing up. I looked at her straight in the face, and was instantly glad she wasn't the kind of Neuro-Psi to just go reading people's minds; I wanted to present this the right way.

"Well," I started, "I don't think this week has been a coincidence." Sally gave me a questioning look, and I continued, "Think about it: all the other Psi have lost most of their powers in some weird epidemic, but we don't, and it gets blasted all over the news. Then suddenly, today, only us Psi who haven't lost our powers get attacked."

Sally's face became shocked. "So you think that…" she paused, then continued, "…that whoever sent those people who attacked us today was also the cause of this Psi-less epidemic?"

"It's a definite possibility," I said. "Unfortunately, all we have for clues are our letters and the knowledge that whoever attacked us likes ninjas, or something." I went over and picked up my letter again, leaving the shuriken on the desk. "Not a lot of help these are, either…" I said, before noticing something that actually was help.

"Wait, how could I have not noticed this before?" I said, grabbing Sally's envelope as well and going over to where she was sitting on the bed again.

"Noticed what?" she said, as I dropped both envelopes on the bed and sat on it myself. I pointed to the upper-right corner of the envelope where, plain as day, was a black ink mark over the stamp. The postmark. Sally didn't seem impressed, though, "And what's important about that?"

"It says where the letters were sent from," I explained, "and that means that at least both of our letters were sent from 'Plainview'…" I froze, barely able to utter, "…the same city we're all near, if not in…" I sat there, my mind racing. Whoever had threatened us and sent ninjas after us had at least been in my city to mail these, or even lived somewhere there.

"But…what does this mean?" Sally asked, and I could see her trembling slightly.

"It…it means we've gotta be a heck of a lot more aware…" I said, slowly getting up, "it's not going to take long for this guy to send other stuff at us if he decides to." I was shaking too; this guy was right in our backyard, meaning he probably already knew of our little success over his ninjas today.

My next thought was a simple one: everyone had to know this. "We should try to contact everyone else…" I started, "…but…it's kinda late and I doubt we'd get everyone anyway…"

"Um, we could wait for when we meet tomorrow," Sally said, interrupting my thoughts. "It doesn't seem like this guy's going to send ninjas overnight. At least…I hope he doesn't…" she added in a softer tone.

I turned and looked at her, but her face was hard to read. But that was when the thing that was in the back of my mind finally clicked: Sally was alone in the house, even at this time of night, which meant she was probably going to be alone overnight as well. Without thinking about it, I said the first thing that came to mind: "Do you want me to see if I can stay the night here in case they do attack?"

I immediately wished I hadn't said it, but it was too late to think that way: the offer was now out and there wasn't any way I could take it back, not without seriously putting our friendship on the line. I would just have to hope that if she said yes, that my parents would let me stay…though at the time that was probably the least of my worries.
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[Asilynne]

Since Im WAY behind Im going to fast-forward a bit. So my post will be at night after the meeting, and Ill flashback to some of it. If you had other plans for your characters tell me and Ill change it ^-~ Also if you wanted a ride with Alex and Aeryn tell me and Ill add it.

~~~Aeryn McFallon, Electro-Psi~~~
Sidewalks......running away from the streets we knew..

The ride home from Mine’s field was quiet. There were more people in Alexs disgusting van now than when we drove here a short half hour ago. I glanced around at the occupants with an absorbing eye, trying to gauge their reactions to the events of this afternoon. Alex was concentrating on the road, looking seemingly calm but his shaking cigarrette told otherwise.
Guthrie looked bored of all things, and just stared out the window cracking his knuckles every now and then in a strange fashion. He gave me the creeps, but I didnt really know why. Alex seemed to like him, they hung out sometimes, so he couldnt be that bad. Even so, he was quiet in a strange way, as if he were disturbed in some way.
Teran looked very out of place, and looked as if he wanted to leap out of the window at any moment. Which I wouldnt let him do even if he wanted to, I loved having an older brother, and when he ran away all those years ago it broke my heart. I always wondered where hed been and if he was ok. And now he was back, also a victim of the ninja attacks, also a fellow Psi-10. I didnt know what to say to him today when I found him admist the group of us. I couldnt do much more than let my aura crackle and practically squeeze the life out of him. I had thought he was dead, I thought Id never seen him again. I guess I could thank the ninjas for something.
“Aeryn.” Terans voice snapped me out of my thoughts. He mustve noticed me staring in his direction. Without waiting for me to answer he continued. “Im sorry for running away.” There wasnt much else for him to say. It had been 10 years since we saw each other, and it seemed any words we could say would never truely convey how we felt. I looked away. I didnt really want to deal with these feelings right now. I just wanted to forget any of this happened.
Nothing was decided at the meeting at Mine’s field, well nothing but the mutual fact that we all recieved letters and were attacked after reading them. It seemed as if the ninjas were hiding watching us, and would only attack after we got a chance to read it. How lame. If I didnt know how to read Id be ninja free.
And nothing would really be solved until tomorrow afternoon at three. There was a tense waiting feeling in the air, so heavy you could almost taste it. Or maybe it was just me, but I felt like I could almost choke. I felt like there wasnt enough air to breathe, but there wasnt THAT many people in here. Just dont think about it... My mind told me, but the thoughts wouldnt stop tumbling in my head.
Feeling mentally and physically exhausted I couldnt take it anymore. Yanking Alex’s cigarrette lighter out of its place I stuck my finger in the charger. Instantly I felt the familiar tingling buzz that signaled my body was re-charging. I knew I wouldnt get any sleep tonight anyway, and this way I didnt need it. As I re-charged I did the only thing that slightly makes me feel better when Im down. I sang, a sweet song tinged with sadness.
The bridges are crumbled the water soaks in...to....rocks.....
that fell at the bottom of the road.... at the edge of town...
The town that we lived in the memories shaken a.....part.....from the weeds that grow...
Over the sidewalks.....running away from the streets we knew......
Sidewalks.......
Like the time we thought was made for you.....
Orrr.....

All....of the days....that past us by...
And all of the sun is gone......
away.........
I sighed and looked out the window as we sped past streets I knew well. They didnt look the same anymore, I knew they never would be. Sure the ninjas werent much of a threat, or at least they didnt seem like it. But something was going on, something had targeted the little group of us that still had Psi powers. The group of us that got our powers later than usual. They could be anywhere and strike at any time, we wouldnt even know it until it happened.

No. Must stop thinking about it.

I took my finger out of the lighter charger and replaced the lighter where it belonged. My body had more energy now, but my mind was still causing my Psi powers to buzz an uncomfortable static that must have been stinging everyone. My tense-ness was only going to make others around me tense. They could feel it, so I had to stop thinking like this. If not for me than for them. I surpressed my aura as much as possible.
Suddenly Alex piped up. He mustve figured from my Psi aura that I was upset, and he hated for people to be down. “Hey well it seems our weekend is still free after all. I was having a party before all this stuff happened and I dont see why we cant still have one, right? Aeryn, you still have that sushi platter, eh?” Anyone that didnt know him would think he was irresponsible and not taking things seriously. But I knew he was upset, but still trying to keep peoples mind off of our problems. He knew there was nothing we could do about it right now. And it was no use worrying about something you could do nothing about.
Plus, I didnt think anyone would want to be alone tonight. I certainly wouldnt. It would give me way too much time to think. My parents were still on their cruise and wouldnt be back until two weeks from now, and Alex’s parents were home less than he was. That left me plenty of time to get the house back to normal, but I would wait until later for that. Not much you could do in the dark. And the thought of what happened was still fresh in my mind.
Alex turned slightly in his seat as he drove to glance back at our two passengers. “Hey Guth, I know you dont like parties but come on, just this once? Ill let you make the beer snakes, they can roam all over the house if you want. Ill even make some ice cubes for eyes.” Alex said with his trademark laugh.
Gutherie didnt respond and just continued to stare out the window. Alex turned back to the road and parked across the street from our houses. The ninjas which littered the lawn when we left were all gone now, as if they were just a dream. The light from the streetlamps gleaming off the broken glass in my lawn proved they werent though. Selenes car parked in my driveway and she got out as we all piled out of Alex’s bus. The crickets buzzed in the grass as we walked across the lawn together, a silent procession as if we were attending a funeral. Something had to be done, we didnt die today but it was like our spirits had died. Unfortunately I wasnt feeling up to cheering people up at the moment either. I had to be alone right now, though I was slightly afraid to.
I tore my mind away from the broken glass and the worries and forced a smile. “Im up for that party Alex. And if you dont mind I think Ill stay the whole night, I dont need to sleep for a while now. You guys wait inside Alex’s house, Ill go get the sushi.”
Without waiting for an answer I trotted inside, wanting to get off the street as soon as possible. I felt like anyone could be watching, waiting to pounce on me at any moment. When I got inside I tried not to look at the broken glass and the slightly charred walls. I ignored the signs of my ruined lunch and got the sushi from the fridge. But before I left the kitchen I broke down. I put my hands on the ground and directed all of my stress out of them in the form of static, willing myself not to make any sound. All of the stress, fear and worry poured out of me, and the air crackled with my Psi power as my intense emotions swirled around. I knew I shouldnt be this scared, I knew I would be ok if I hung on to myself, but my world was crashing down around me. I knew I wasnt normal, but why? Why would someone do this? Why would someone want me dead?
Pulling myself back together I stood up and picked up the sushi platter from the floor. I felt drained again, but slightly better now that I had gotten out my stress instead of bottling it up. There would be no remnents of tears for me to try to hide, after my Psi powers surfaced tears no longer came, just electricity. My friends would never know I had been suffering, so they would see how strong I was and take strength from it too. I would have to charge myself up again, but it was ok now. As long as we all stuck together we could handle anything.
As I walked inside I remembered Kailie. As far as I knew she would be alone tonight too. Taking the sushi into the kitchen, smiling at my friends as they helped Alex hook up the sound system, I went to the phone and dialed her number. It didnt seem right that we had all split up, someone could attack during the night.
As the phone rang I stuck my fingers in one of the outlets in the kitchen. My fear had given way to determination. If someone did attack I didnt want to be sleeping.

I would be ready and waiting this time.
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Ill let Frank and JT and Sarah decide if they wanted to stay at the party. Ill let KK decide if she wanted to have Kailie come to the party too, since Aeryn would be worried about her ‘little sis’ ^-~ shed go pick her up since shes a little paranoid now lol Anyone else who knows Alex can come along too since he DID actually send out real invitations earlier in the week ^v~
One thing about Aeryns electricity. If youve ever been shocked by a pretty strong current, or even felt a slight tingle from one, then youll know what it feels like. I accidently ran into a 1 volt electric fence when I was little, and thats what it feels like when shes upset, not very pleasent lol so basically her moods kinda affect other peoples if theyre nearby. Anyone who is earth sensitive (especially Franks character) would have sensed Aeryns outburst since it was directed into the ground (like crying into your pillow lol). Since everyone lives in the same general area Aeros could have probably felt a weird charge as if a storm were coming. And other Electros would pick up on it too. But the farther away the less intense it would feel, and to Alex, Guthrie and Selene it might feel like nothing. Ill let you guys decide if you notice it and or say anything to her about it, cause shes just going to pretend nothings wrong for the rest of the night ^-~

[Emotional Faun Chiko-sai]

Dax Lightner, Pyro-Psi
"Simple discourse breaks you clean
...in half"
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After the little meeting in Mine's Field, in which everybody was talking about ninjas, Dax walked Trina home like he usually did; she tended to lose her way if she got caught on a particularly interesting line of thought. He saw a lot of people he hadn't seen since he was ten. Whitney was probably the only other one he still kept contact with aside from Trina (he was very afraid of her house and its inhabitants, but she was a pretty nice girl, and he could actually talk to her about things other than electronics). He saw her going home with some guy with too much hair called Jason, so that was okay.

...Well, he thought it was okay at the time.

Some time later, all thoughts of ninjas or Whitney were quite gone from his mind. He had to concentrate on the problem at hand. It was a make or break situation. He couldn't, mustn't fumble this. His palms were sweaty. He wiped them on his shirt.

Dax gripped the dice manfully, and threw them.

They rolled, and stopped at six and four. Ten.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Ten would make him land on Park Place, where Elos had a hotel. She also owned Broadwalk, where there was another hotel. He was also nearly bankrupt.
Now, he was bankrupt. Again.

Elos was very happy, because she'd won. Alice was very happy, because the sight of her brother sprawled on the floor groaning because he'd lost Monopoly for the umpteenth time was really very funny. When they had come back earlier they'd been a little surprised to find charred wallpaper and Dax's note, but that had been taken care of with the spare roll-on wallpaper Mom kept in her room. And there had been curry powder and sweet-smelling frangipani and little sandalwood spirit amulets in the package from Bali, and a note saying their parents would be back come Wednesday. Dax got back a little later, and they had curry for dinner. Right now, they were up way past their bedtime, but they were hoping Dax would forget; and he had forgotten. They knew their brother very well.

The sound of water splashing on the windowpane made Dax stop in the middle of his state of mild depression and sit up. He looked at the twins, who made a "We didn't do anything, honest" expression, and then he got up and opened the window.

The smell of oncoming rain hit him in the face. He looked down. Whitney looked up, and waved. She looked a little off. Like she'd been fighting with somebody she hadn't meant to fight with. Or something.

"Hey. Can I come in?"

"Sure, wait a minute..." Dax started away from the window, then remembered something. "What time is it?"

"Dunno... late?"

"Oh crap." He closed the window, grabbed his sisters by the arms (to which they protested, very muchly) and dragged them off to their room. Among the excuses and accusations thrown at him were: "You just want us to go to sleep because your girlfriend is here!" (response: "That's not my girlfriend!" plus an unintended blush); and also "But mom's not home!", "We'd like to meet your friends" and furthermore "Pleeeeeeeeeaaaaase?" They got pushed into their room, anyway. This was probably because of the girlfriend comment.

Following this, Dax ran down to the door - dammit, the house still smelled of fragrant flowers with a slight edge of burnt furniture - and let Whitney in, apologizing profusely for the delay. And the flowers. Seriously, only his parents would think to send frangipani petals home. Other, saner parents would have sent a little bottle of flower oil, which wasn't as messy and definitely not half as sentimental.

"Sorry for taking such a long time, I had to put my sisters in bed, and my weird parents sent flowers and sandalwood from Bali, that's why the house smells like that, I hope you don't mind, it wasn't on purpose." It should be noted that Dax was extra talkative when he was nervous.

Whitney cut him off with a twitch of the mouth that suggested she was trying to smile. "That's okay, you don't have to stand on ceremony for me." She sounded off, too. He had been half-expecting her to say something along the lines of "You talk too much, please shut up, I'm not blaming you for anything." In a friendly way, of course.

There was a short silence, where Dax's panicking brain begged Whitney to say something else, failed in its petition, and ran through the endless corridors of Possible Talk and settled upon the boring and predictable statement of "So... got attacked by ninjas too?"

"I see you haven't lost your talent of stating the obvious," she said. Silence again. They sat down on the slightly burnt couch.

In a fit of cravenness, before the cautionary signal could reach his cerebrum, Dax's mouth blurted out: "What're you doing at this end of town? You don't come here all that often." (Unsaid: What a pleasant surprise.)

"Just thought I'd come to visit a friend I haven't seen for a long time."

The nervousness took over, assisted by the craven mouth. "Oh, okay. I wasn't really expecting you, but then again, I really don't like to go to your house, and you're out of school, so I guess that's why we don't meet that often. If you're scared the ninjas will attack your family because you were home, it's fine, you can stay here if you want, my sisters could probably torture the ninjas to death before they had a chance to try to kill them. I would've talked more to you just now, but there was this shaggy guy there and you looked like you were pretty cool with that so-"

"I'd rather not talk about him, thanks," said Whitney in a very controlled voice. The wave of familiar chatter had washed over her and effectively comforted her - until the fatal subject popped up. She gritted her teeth, trying not to let the dark feelings come. (Unsaid: I came here for the specific reason of not thinking about him.)

If Dax were not naturally blur and hazy about the workings of the emotion called love, having had no prior experience of it except in the vaguest and mildest manner, he would have taken this as a cue to keep quiet. Or, at the very least, immediately switch subject without referring to Jason.

As it was, he began: "He seemed like a decent enough guy," and was very alarmed to find Whitney, usually a very positive person not to be found on the verge of breaking down, starting to cry.

He did the first right thing he'd done the entire evening and hugged her. He'd done it before, to his sisters who were the only form of female who'd cry in front of him (he was not quite sure if Trina had a crying function on her). It was the only thing he knew to do to comfort people. It worked on Elos and Alice. He hoped it'd work on Whitney.

(Unsaid: You look like you need a good hug.)
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Dax is so blur. Bad place to break off but I'm not very good at writing emotional scenes... *hides*

[Charizard04621]

Nox Silverwind, Aero ~

Since Kailie had taken his comment as a cue to head home, Nox walked back towards his house alone.

The light of the dying sun washed its beauty over the remnants of the colored sky. Just like his mother, maybe not with her failing body, but she had a beautiful soul. Nox had watched her disease take her; but every day it ravaged her being, tortured her and threatened her with so much pain, she had only grown stronger. His mother was brave, a symbol of courage that Nox tried to follow. Her suffering through the years, alone, she who had once had someone beside her – instead of weakening her resolve, they only made her tougher. She suffered and she survived, and when death finally came to claim her from her sickbed, she went willfully, an entity not to be controlled for all eternity.

Nox had seen what he had done to her, and as always, he still despised him for it. Ordinary scum, unfit for his mother; in a way, Nox was glad that he had left. Nox never wanted to meet him, for fear of being contaminated by his filthy ways. His mother’s courage was a rare thing, he’d noticed; certainly there were others out there who were almost as strong as she was, but Nox had yet to find them. When his mother had died, he had chosen to continue his existence alone; that is, until this fateful week when those idiots had requested his presence at their laboratories. Nox had only obliged upon agreement that after this round of tests, they would not attempt to contact him again. If they did… they’d had ample warning.

When Nox reached his house, he first went to kneel by his mother’s grave. Bowing his head, he spoke softly, “I know you asked me not to kill if I couldn’t help it, mother, but something has changed.” Nox closed his eyes, thinking about the first wave of ninja and what would follow after that. Whether or not he could defeat whatever the organizer of these attacks would throw at him next, he could not guarantee his attackers’ safety. If he lost control, he might have to place the value his life over theirs… Not that he didn’t already, but as of yet, the stakes weren’t as high. “I’ll try my best,” Nox told her, “But…” No. No buts. His safety should not be his primary concern; since when did his mother waver about these matters? Nox tightened his lips with firm resolve. “I will not kill, mother. I promise.”

[pokemasterfrank]

Wargh >_< I’m so behind. I don’t really have a good excuse for not posting till now ._.;; Sorry, everyone >_<

Terran
“I’m after you.”

The meaning of the words was quite obvious, especially with the troop of inept ninjas dangling from the tree branches above me. However, who sent the letter? What was his motive? Why me, of all people? I stood up from under the tree, the crimson letter still clutched in my hand. I was living a hermit’s life, enjoying the solitary existence in the forest. I hadn’t seen another person in over ten years. How on Earth did this person find me?

I walked up to patch of edible mushrooms. Fungus in mouth, I continued to bounce questions through my mind. Most probably, it was some neuro-psi…a pure. Maybe said neuro-psi hated me for being a 10-year psi, or had though lowly of me because I had appeared to be a norm.

A rustle in the trees. A culmination of odd scents in the air. For years now, I could sense changes in the forest. I could tell when a flower came to bloom. I could sense when a new animal was born. I knew when a new tree took root. I could even sense when intruders came into proximity of the forest—a skill that I owed much to in avoiding human contact all these years.

I decided to find out who they head on, this time. If they were more people sent by my unknown stalker, I should take the initiative and engage first, instead of letting them strike first. The ninjas were probably a test—maybe to see how the powerless epidemic truly affected us. Either way, I wasn’t about to let them force my hand. I would plow through.

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“How the hell do you breath in here…”

The van smelled…putrid. I had coughed no less than fifty times since we left Mine’s Field. The Year-10ers were the disturbance I had sensed near the forest. They all assembled in light of the note and the ninjas. The meeting, however, was completely useless. It only confirmed things we already knew: someone was after us, we were attacked by ninjas.

The ride was silent, though it possibly had more value than the meeting did. For the first time in ten years, I saw Aeryn. It was awkward. We had lived together when I was still in foster care. At first, I didn’t like it, expecting the same treatment from this family as the rest. However, they were different. Maybe, they were just nice people. Or maybe it was because their own child didn’t display their psi powers either. After a while, I warmed up to the idea of having a younger sister.

However, I decided to run away, and we never saw each other since. When we saw each other at Mine’s Field, she just ran up to me and hugged me. I could feel the electricity tingle down my body as she hugged me, reminding me that she was an electro-psi. I didn’t know what to say.

“I’m sorry for running away.” As soon as I saw her reaction, I knew that wasn’t the right thing to say. I focused on my lap, not knowing what else to do. What else could I say? What would make this better? My mind would only drift back to think about how awkward the silence was.

“Hey well it seems our weekend is still free after all. I was having a party before all this stuff happened and I don’t see why we can’t still have one, right? Aeryn, you still have that sushi platter, eh?”

I sighed. Alex holding another party? He hadn’t changed a bit. I had gone to a few of them, but I never did much. I had a feeling that fact wouldn’t change, but I also had a feeling that not going to the party would be the wrong thing say. “I’m in, I suppose.” I wasn’t one to take two strikes in one night.

[Kuro Espeon]

Merg....sorry about falling so far behind, guys. I was out of town for most of the last week, and just got back from Otakon today. Thanks to Asi for keeping my char slightly involved. I'd hate to have to catch up that much -_-. I also apologize if I don't involve everyone's character right away. I still have to catch up on all the posts.


Selene Hartmut - Neuro:
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Party's really weren't my scene. Particularly with people I didn't know too well. However, seeing as everyone in the room had something in common (we were all Psi that were attacked by ninjas) it was a tad less awkward. Even so, I had taken up my usual position along the wall where I observed the actions of the ones around me. There was an Aqua Psi by the name if Guthrie, who seemed, in some ways, alot like myself. Quiet and not very social, but I still sensed a friendly aura emitinating from him. The other, Teran (an aptly named Terra-Psi), was a bit stand-offish from what I could tell. However, he seemed harmless overall and didn't worry me in the slightest. Alex and Aeryn of course were there, seeing as it was Alex's house and his party. It was strangely comforting to know that Alex was still as wild, drunk, and perverted as ever, as strange as that sounded. I had been gone for 5 years, and coming back so suddenly under the strangest of circumstances would have the tendency to add shock to an already jumbled situation. Having a familiar sight from 5 years prior made me feel more at home.

As I watched the party unfolding around me, I was also thinking about the sudden and coordinated ninja attack on the 10-year Psi. The link between then attacks was blatantly obvious. They obviously weren't trying to hide it. Either that or they weren't expecting to fail. They had intended to kill us...all of the 10-year Psi. Whoever had sent those ninjas wanted us dead, and it didn't take a neuro genius to figure out that there was also a connection between these attacks and the recent plague upon the rest of the Psi population (Pure and Halb alike). The Psi had been losing their powers, and the 10-years alone seemed immune. My theory, for now at least, was that whoever had sent those ninjas was also responsible for the plague. They were more than likely up to something that involved having the Psi out of the way, and when they realized that they hadn't finished the job, they had to kill the 10-years individually. This hadn't worked either, obviously, so logic would dictate that this attack would not be the last...

My thoughts were interrupted by a disturbance in the air. I quick glance around the room and noticed that Aeryn was gone. She had gone back to her place to grab a sushi plate and since the disturbance was coming from the direction of her house I figured it had something to do with her. Even after 5 years, I still could recognize when Aeryn was breaking down. I wasn't an Electro Psi, but my Neuro ability allowed me to pic up on the strong emotions of others, and with other Psi it was particularly strong. It wasn't even just that... I was Aeryn's friend. And if your friends couldn't tell when you were in distress then who could? However, if Aeryn hadn't changed since I left, then I knew she was going to try and hide whatever was bothering her. This was typical of her when she didn't want us to worry about her. However, what she failed to realize was that your friends would worry about you no matter you do. It's in their nature. I didn't worry much myself, but I wasn't unfeeling enough to not show concern for her well-being. Whenever we faced her about something that was wrong, she'd always deny it.

I kept a close watch on Aeryn's aura until she finally reemerged into Alex's house, carrying food and beaming brightly. I was right. She was pretending like nothing was wrong when it was quite obvious that some was. Not that it was a big mystery as to what it was this time. She made her way to the kitchen and picked up the phone, apparently to call a girl called Kallie. Feeling the protective instinct of a best friend driving me forward, I pushed off the wall and gracefully made my way to the kitchen, my face as stoic as ever, determined to speak with Aeryn after she was off the phone.

[Bulbasaur4]

[color=royalblue]

Whitney Fairtake

Water Psi - F

Whitney hadn't for what seemed like the longest time. At the mention that Jason was a 'decent' guy, however seemed to trigger a whole wave of emotions. Yes... Jason was a decent guy... and Dax was a decent guy... how the hell could she be the way she was around both of them? Now, she was repenting... crying before Dax, a friend, but yet some one who was still vaguely distant. Not because it was his fault, but because she was too absorbed with her household duties. Duties now that seemed so distant... she realized she didn' teven want those duties to begin with.

She expected Dax to be silent, or to say some thing else about Jason... but instead, he had done the most shocking thing yet.
He had hugged her.
The new wave of emotion that seemed to join the 'breaking down' wave, caused tears to stream down her eyes a bit further. She didn't retort... she didn't protest... she instead leaned into him, hugging herself a bit as he put his arms gently around her. She found comfort in his presense now... well she had when she walked inside, but it was furthered now. His over-explaining tendency was humorous to Whitney and she had always liked that about Dax. Of course he had seemed a bit edgy... as if some thing in the back of his mind was ebbing at him. Yet she didn't pick at it... although she had said some sort of sarcastic thing which now was a distant memory.
Whitney would have been silent... but she felt that she owed Dax an explaination. Here he was, taking her in and comforting her... when he didn't have to. What had she done to deserve comfort? In her eyes, she had done nothing.
" I'm sorry... I-I don't mean to be like this..." She said, her words shaky and rather unfamilair to Dax most likely. No one had seen Whitney like this before. It was even an odd sensation to her... but she realized that she couldn't take it anymore. Those memories, her growing and demanding household, her neglective father, her own uncontainable sarcasim... and now Ninjas... they had just exploded in her face upon this night. The heated talk with Jason had triggered it... not his fault, but her own. She felt bad for it... and she hated the idea of bothering him further with her problems. She felt bad for coming to Dax too... they must have their own worries and concerns. Why should they waste their time worrying or caring about her?
" ... there's... a lot of crap going on in my life... and it seems that the Ninjas.. and my stupid habit of saying sarcastic things just erupted in my face. I'm... I'm so sorry.." She slowly pulled away, looking straight at Dax to give him a serious look. Tears streaked down her face, and she absently wiped at them.
" You and Jason are the closest things I have to me... and ... I feel like... like I've treated both of you like shit. I know I-I'm rather sarcastic and can... say a few things here and there. I-I'm so sorry... I don' t mean to... "
Whitney rested her head in her hands, feeling another wave of sobs try to bubble up but she repressed it the best she could. Her voice was rather shaky... but she tried her best to calm herself.
"... I'm so horrible to you guys... I-I'm sorry.. I don't d-deserve your friendship." She stated, glancing back up at Dax. He seemed a little lost for words... and she withdrew another staggering breath.

" Thanks... Thank you for being so nice to me. I don't deserve it, but I appreciate it." Her voice was stronger towards the end, although the remains of tears still lingered. Her huge wave of emotion had caused some condensation on various objects of the room.. and noticing it, she blushed and sniffling slightly, she had evaporated the drops rather quickly.




[ Sorry for the shortnesh. You can choose if she leaves or if she spends the night or whatever. ]

[Vulpix.ck87]

Mwaah! Im reeeal sorry that im starting so late VP, its just that i've started a new job and i've been real busy.. :redface: Mweh, and i'd promise to post more often but im off to this festival thing on Thursday and i won't be able to post until next week cos we're camping there for five days >< But im gonna try and post again before I go, so please don't smite my character into the ground! ...pretty please?


Name: Noah Martin

Gender: Male

Age: 18

Appearance: He has a mess of short dark-blonde hair, consisting of a floppy fringe that reaches to just below his eyebrows, and the rest of the hair on top being combed forwards. Slender, black rimmed glasses are perched upon his slightly crooked nose, and though he’s never been able to grow a beard, his chin and jaw look positively scraggy with beardy potential. Peeping out from beneath his fringe and spectacles are warm, amiable hazel eyes. He’s medium height for his age, I suppose, about 5’10, and rather scrawny.

Personality: Although he’ll be forever haunted by his past (see history, fools!), he really wants to put it behind him, and wishes that everyone else would too. He knows it was an accident, and though he feels extremely guilty about it he just wants to be known for once for who he actually is, not for what he did. Once you get to know him, he’s friendly, loyal, and has a decent sense of humour too, though he can get pretty serious at times, wrapped up in his own thoughts..

Psi type: Pyro

History: He was born to one Pure Psi parent, his Pyro father, and his Norm mother. His parents divorced three years after his birth though when his father had a midlife breakdown, flipped out and torched a few people into seriously bad health and near death. With his father locked up in prison serving two consecutive life sentences for abusing his Pyro powers, Noah’s Norm mother was left to raise her two sons alone, Noah and his brother, who was older by four years. She was extremely relieved when neither of her son’s showed her ex-husband’s Psi genes, and thought they were in the clear by the time Noah hit 7. Half way through his tenth year though Noah got into a serious fight with his brother, and his rage was such that he accidentally engulfed his brother in flames. He quickly tried to put the fire out (not even realising what had happened and that he was to blame) but his brother was left with second and third degree burns on his torso, arms and neck. Noah’s mother thought that it was intentional, thinking he was following in his fathers footsteps, and as soon as the scientists were finished with their research Noah was forced to go to see a psychiatrist, to try and therapise all the evil out of him. His mother still loved him, but she blamed him for hurting her other son, and they never quite got along after that. Noah felt betrayed by her, and pretty p*ssed that he she sent him to a shrink.. He’s actually a really gentle guy, but his Pyro ability seems to reflect the turmoil within him, and though he can mostly control it, he tends to overcook things, his fire burning hotter and more violently than he means it to.

Relationships: It can be quite hard for him to make friends, since most people soon realise that he’s the Psi who almost killed his brother and tend to be scared away. But he's quite eager to be friends with some of you guys, who I’m sure will be more understanding..

Other: *throws non lethal objects at other* muwhahaha…


Noah Martin, Pyro

Noah stood stock still in the half light of the living room, trying to understand what had just happened. The sickle moonlight that filtered through the window cast little light upon the lounge floor, and even less light upon Noah’s poor brain, which seemed as squandered in darkness as his surroundings.

What the hell..?

Noah twitched nervously, spasmodically, and the involuntary reflex seemed to bring him back to his senses as he swayed ever-so-slightly upon the scorched carpet. Light, he thought, yup, that might help.. Licking his dry lips, he forced the tense fingers of his right hand to unfurl from the balled fist his hand had instinctively assumed, and slowly his digits pulled away from his clammy palm. Fingers crooked slightly, his fingers fumbled clumsily for a second before striking against his thumb and coming to rest on his palm. The simple finger clicking motion did more than it would for most people though, as the sharp snap that sounded in the hollow air was followed with a hiss, and a small ball of fire crackled into life above his right fist. His hand quivered with the adrenaline, then cupped the fire gently, which wavered unsteadily. His hand held high, the single burning flame cast an eerie flickering light upon the whole room. Noah drew his breath sharply.

The light illuminated the whole scene as far as Noah could tell. First and foremost, there was his mom’s living room, as normal looking as ever: the TV on standby, a magazine on the floor, the window half open and the curtains swaying gently in the cool night air. The couch’s general state of disarray was purely down to the way Noah had flopped upon it earlier after a long hard day’s testing at the lab. The only objects out of place in this little scene were the blood-red envelope on the floor, and the shining silver dagger standing erect through the envelope and imbedded into the carpet. Noah hazily recollected waking up from his fatigue induced afternoon nap at the sound of the letterbox flap snapping back into place and the sight of a single letter at the door. He had collected the ominous looking mail and settled back onto the couch to read it, half of his intrigue down to the unusual colour of the post and half of it down to the time of delivery. Who posts at this hour? He had wondered, giving a small glance out the window where - out there in the darkness - he could see the garish moon, full and startlingly white against the contrast of the black sky. He had opened the letter and had had only a few short seconds in which to blink confusedly before his front door was practically knocked off it’s hinges. And then, if possible, the room had become even darker as swishing black fabrics filled the room and surrounded the startled Psi teen. The sharp glint of shurikens and gleam of daggers at belts made Noah reconsider the possibility of a practical joke, and then what he could only assume were ninjas had confirmed that notion for him as the first dagger flew..

Noah shuddered, looking at the only other unusual feature of his living room: the solid, black, no longer breathing figure that lay sprawled on his carpet. Grimacing, he took a step backwards from the charred corpse of the ninja. This time he had actually killed someone. Christ, there was no denying it now… But it had been in self defence, hadn’t it?

His mind reeling and incomprehensible, Noah stumbled backwards through the open doorway, the way his other attackers had left. What were they - assassins, Psi haters, candid camera? Either way, he was in deep sh*t now. He had only taken down one of the intruders, but one was enough. Noah hurried down his front drive in a daze, pushing his glasses back up the bridge of his nose absent mindedly and brushing the cut on his stubble covered jaw as he did so.

Self defence.. the words echoed in his mind.

The streets were empty at this hour, for all bar one. A tall young man sat slumped on the pavement, his head on his hands and bitter tears fresh on his cheeks. He can't be much older than myself, thought Noah, and then he realised that he knew the guy.. From the lab! Relief swept through Noah immediately. A fellow Psi! What were the chances?

“Hey!” Noah called, and strode up to the figure hunched on the sidewalk, staring into space. “It’s Jason, right? Look, I can see this isn’t really a good time for you, but godhelpme I swear to earth I was just attacked by ninjas and-”

Noah hesitated as Jason turned his head and looked up at Noah as if trying to figure out what he was. Then his face contorted with anger.

Noah had a sudden inkling he was about to get punched in the teeth..

[Roy Karrde]

Jason Peterson

How could I have just let her go, maybe it wasn’t too late? Maybe she didn’t stay she could have gone back home. Either way I was in no condition for her to see me tonight. My eyes felt dry and I was a mess. Worst of all it was pretty late I had no urge or want to actually go back home. If anything I could go to Mime’s and wait for everyone to arrive. Clutching my pillow I just sat at the bench, running through my thoughts over and over again. “It’s Jason, right? Look, I can see that this isn’t really a good time for you, but godhelpme I swear to earth I was just attacked by ninjas and” Noah trailed off as he approached me.

I looked back up him with a mixture of shock and a bit of anger still left over from Whitney. He began to back away in fear as I got up. “It’s okay, I guess you missed the whole meeting,” I asked wiping my eyes and trying to make myself look somewhat presentable and okay. “It happened to all of us, did you get hurt?”

“No but, this guy..” He trailed off it looked as if his mind was lost in thoughts.

“Killed one?” I asked, he didn’t respond which was the answer to that question. “I’m sticking around here tonight, everyone is meeting up here some time tomorrow afternoon to discuss what we do next”

He stood there and seemed to still be lost in thought. I really wasn’t in the joking mood tonight in fact I really wanted to be alone. Yet if I didn’t help him here, he might get himself into trouble. “Here, take this” I sighed tossing him my pillow that I used when I was camping out over at Whitney’s place. “We only have oh twelve or more hours to wait for everyone”

Glancing over at him I settled back down on the bench. “So have any good games to play to pass the time?” I asked.

[Asilynne]

~~~Aeryn McFallon, Electro-Psi~~~
Buckling under the pressure....

“Ill be there soon ok? Dont go anywhere...”

I hung up the phone, my hand starting to shake again. What was wrong with me, why couldnt I get a grip? I shook my head and took my finger out of the outlet. Standing up I came face to face with Selene. My composure slipped for a moment but then I smiled. “Hey Selene, Im glad Im able to spend time with you again. I wish it was under better circumstances but----”
“Come on Aeryn, I know somethings bothering you..” she said, cutting me off before I could say anything more. I should have known it would be useless to try and hide something from her. Not only was she a Neuro-Psi but even before her powers surfaced she was unusually good at percieving things particulary about her friends. I sighed and took a seat on the kitchen floor again. She sat down in front of me as I wondered what to say next. “Fine...Im a little stressed.” Wow what an understatement “I mean, the ninjas....they just came in and caught me off guard....”Damn, you are a GENIUS Aeryn...why cant you just spit it out “Im ok, I just need to relax a little, dont worry. Anyway I have to go pick up Kailie, Ill be back in a few minutes.” Getting up quickly I fished the keys out of my pocket as I walked to the front door. “Dont eat all the sushi until I get back!” I said and the door closed behind me.

Walking to my car on the other side of the road I felt like smacking myself. Why couldnt I just talk about my fears and weaknesses like other people? Why did I feel like I had to be the pillar of strength for everyone around me? I shook my head as I turned the key in the ignition, my aura buzzing to an uncontrollable level. Theyll think Im being too paranoid. The ninjas didnt even hurt any of us seriously, they were a pushover. Selene would probably just think I was being silly. Alex would get worried and Teran....I dont know what he would do. Run away again? I couldnt stand for that to happen. My hands started shaking again as I gripped the wheel. I need to take my mind off it.. I thought to myself, absentmindedly putting one of my fingers into my cars electrical outlet. It was meant for plugging car vacs into but it served a double purpose for me. Taking a deep breath as my body charged up I shuffled through the different radio stations. I didnt have a radio in my car though, never needed one ever since my Psi powers surfaced. Thanks to my Electro power I could pick up the radio transmissions as easily as Neuros could pick up emotions from other people. I needed a station that didnt talk about the recent break ins around the neighborhood, that didnt mention the Psi-less epidemic and that didnt insist on talking about me. Trying to find such a radio station just served to make me even more on edge. But finally I came across a classical station that served to soothe my nerves. Not really my thing since I loved to sing, and there were no words, but that was fine. I had enough words jumbling around in my head.
Suddenly I saw a shape in the corner of my eye. It was a person, jumping down from a great height. NINJA!!!! my brain screamed at me. Screeching my car to a halt I stared wide eyed at the window, my focus from the ‘radio’ gone and I only could pick up static. Was I seeing things?? Had I really gone crazy?
“.....killed him.....”
Those words drifted to my ear from the direction I saw the ninja go. To my EAR, which meant it wasnt some random thing on the radio. They were right there about 50 feet away, though I didnt think they could see me yet. ‘Killed’ was what one of them said. KILLED. They killed someone, who was it??? I knew we shouldnt have split apart after Mines field! Too much couldve happened and now someone was dead!!!!!

Something snapped within me. I was the only one here, and though two of the same type ninjas werent a threat to me before, I didnt know about this time. Someone was dead, I kept repeating that in my mind. Someone was dead, and if this didnt end here more might die. Peering at them through the darkness I began to walk towards them as they continued to talk to one another. The air around me began to crackle wildly with electricity as I grew more and more angry at these figures. I was totally convinced they had killed one of my friends, totally convinced they were the ones who had wanted to kill me, and I wasnt going to give them a chance to try again.
“Punk ass, are you listening?” I whispered in the darkness as I approached, without realising it I started to sing as my angry power charged itself up. “Can you hear me or are you deaf and dumb to my language....do the real words seem to hurt you...” Electricity shot off me and into the streetlamps, causing the bulbs to burst and shower glass down into the streets. I knew I had their attention now.
“Well put ‘em up mother f***er!
Youll feel it
When I stamp it on your forehead!
So you will never forget!”
I yelled out my song as I started to attack. But my tendrils of electricity were blocked by a gust of wind. What was this???? They were using Psi powers! Suddenly one of the ninjas let out a yell. “Damn! Its another one of those ninjas, only this ones electrical!”
I paused for all of 10 seconds and my power faded fast. Squinting in the darkness I peered at what I had thought were ‘ninjas’. To my dismay I recognised them, Jason and a boy I had seen earlier this week during testing. They were both Psi-10s, not ninjas at all.. I had been attacking the wrong people...the people I wanted to protect. What was wrong with me??
One of them came closer to me as I was stunned. “Aeryn? What the hell were you doing? You were trying to kill us! What are you, with the ninjas or something?!” My eyes grew wide. “No!! No Im sorry! I thought...I thought I saw....” Without finishing my sentance I started walking away towards my car at a fast pace. I just wanted to get out of there as soon as I could. How could I be so careless? Was I really that paranoid that Id almost kill an innocent??
But they werent done with me. “You...your a psycho! Screaming that song at us and trying to kill us! Im not forgetting this!” They followed and continued to yell, probably the after effects of being frightened, not that I could blame them. Slamming my car door I yelled “Get off the streets its dangerous!!!” and sped away as fast as I could. I was shaking worse now, the horror of what I couldve done was still hovering above me, not leaving me alone. I cant believe I was that stupid, I cant believe I could be that scared. Get ahold of yourself right now Aeryn, your acting silly... I told myself but it was too much. The Psi-less epidemic, the testing, the ninjas, too much was going on. I hated not understanding and I understood nothing. Nothing made sense so I was seeing danger around every corner and in doing so, creating my own problems. Logically I told myself these things but inside I still wasnt feeling them. Try and make your heart listen to your brain for once you coward... I scolded myself.
I turned the street to Kailies house almost on autopilot. I wished desperately that I could sleep tonight but knew that if I was caught sleeping something would happen. That would be when the ninjas attacked.

Stopping the car I sat inside it for a moment longer, re-charging myself from the outlet again. I knew that I was probably draining my battery, something that my parents would be irritated about having just bought this one, but I didnt care.

There wasnt enough electricity in the world to make me feel better.
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Woo~~ Shes abusing electricity like its a drug lol She kinda uses singing to charge up her power subconsiously since its how she discovered her power in the first place. Oh and Sarah if you wanted to have Selene follow her you can, I was planning on writing that in before but forgot x.x
Oh yeah and the 2 boys arent hurt unless they want to be lol I figured Jason would snap at her since hes all stressed about Whitney (that and he got attacked duh lol) If anyones out of character tell me and Ill fix. Basically Aeryns so scared of being attacked again shes seeing ninjas everywhere XD And so shes super worried about all the Psi-10s.
Oh and song (c) Disturbed- Fear ^-~

[pokemasterfrank]

Teran
This party just wasn’t doing it for me—not like they ever did. There was too much drinking…too much smoking…too much dancing. I was never into that sort of thing. I was always the one sitting in the corner, alone. Even at birthday parties, I was a warm body that filled a seat. I suppose I never got along well with other people. I figured they’d be like all the others. They wouldn’t understand.

Aeryn would always come up to me every so often, asking me if I wanted to dance. She’d offer to introduce me to some of her friends. I would just smile and decline politely. There was no point in trying if it all would end up in the same way. They would all find something—anything—to hate me for.

I cracked a grin…the first in a very long time. Aeryn was always looking after me. She’d always go out of her way to see if I needed anything. And I couldn’t blame her, I guess. I’d always act like the loner, the singled out. I worried her too much. Thinking of it like that, I suppose I was the less mature one back then, even though I was older.

I always thought I’d be great to be a big brother to Aeryn, to be able to protect and do big brother-ish things. Even though I was only ten at the time, I guess it was something I could look forward to. And even though she was nine, she could see when I felt down or unhappy. I was such a failure.

From my seat, I could see the all the partygoers. And like any chance of a good mood, the party was dead. The ninja attacks were too soon. I pulled out the crumpled piece of paper and read the three words over again, as if something would unlock—click—if I just kept repeating those three words. The threat was too fresh in all our minds to really enjoy much of anything.

Motioning toward the bathroom, I changed course and navigated through Alex’s house to the kitchen. Aeryn was making a phone call or something. I could apologize for worrying her. I could try to start anew, be the big brother I pictured when I was younger. Placing my hand on the back door of the kitchen, I felt that I shouldn’t burst in, only slightly cracking open the door.

“I’ll be there soon, ok? Don’t go anywhere...” She hung up the phone. I could see her finger in the electrical socket, sparks occasionally becoming visible. I knew that she was an electro-psi and all, but I was certain that that sort of thing wasn’t healthy, no matter who was doing it. She didn’t look too well, either as if many things—much too many things—were going through her mind.

I firmly pressed my hands on the door, ready to open the door, when I noticed that I wasn’t the only eavesdropper. The neuro…Selene, walked into the room. I ducked back, hoping that she had not spotted me already. Waiting till it felt safe, I pressed on the door once more, leaving a crack open.

“I’m ok. I just need to relax a little. Don’t worry. Anyway, I have to go pick up Kailie. I’ll be back in a few minutes.” Her expression had changed from earlier, going from her worried look to a happy front. But even I could tell that she wasn’t okay at all. I watched as she made her way out of the kitchen. Selene sighed, probably in worry for Aeryn. Suddenly, she turned, glaring at me and my small sliver of an opening. I jumped back, the crack disappearing.

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I jumped over the fence and dodged the lawn gnome. For certain, the only way to keep up with her was to cut corners. It might have been insane to catch a car moving on foot, but I wasn’t about to lose this one. I held the address in hand, copied directly from Alex’s address book. I couldn’t help but grin. That was two invasions of privacy in one day. Definitely wouldn’t be good for the karma.

I broke out of the bushes to find myself in front of Kailie’s house—and also in front of Aeryn. Startled by my sudden appearance, she cried out “ninja” and sent a bolt of electricity at me. I took the blow, the pain flowing through my body. Shrugging off the attack, I did the first thing that came to mind. I embraced her.

“Don’t worry. I’m here now. There’s nothing to worry about.”

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Woot. Notes.

I’ma thinking Selene’s going to think Teran is a bit…suspicious :P Maybe even dangerous to her friend Aeryn :O Though it’s all up to you, Sarah :o

Teran is pretty much going to collapse :P If you got struck by lightning, you’d either collapse or die, right? :P

My gosh, I’ve been spelling my own character’s name wrong >_> *slaps self in the forehead*

EDIT: My god, I've forgotten how much I hated TPM's default smileys :P

[Charizard04621]

Nox Silverwind, Aero ~

A sting that does not kill. Nox stood in the soft, swaying grass, gazing up at the stars. He could feel the breath of a light, cooling breeze, just as he liked it – this atmosphere allowed him to think.

Death was a dangerous thing. So easily acquired, if he wasn’t careful, it would come uncalled. Nox wasn’t thinking about his own death, but about causing the death of others – he’d made a promise that he would never break. He needed to control himself, or rather, the fury of the winds that he unleashed upon those who threatened him. But what attack would deal out infinite pain and fear while having no chance of destroying a life?

Perhaps pure pain wasn’t the correct approach. If this current unseen enemy had any idea what it was doing, it would send elites trained to ignore pain. Then again, they could also be immune to fear; but fear was a mental condition, an instinctive reaction, while pain could be accepted with toughness of mind. Fear clouded all judgment. It could not be ignored.

Nox decided to experiment. If, perhaps, he could threaten death – without dealing it out – that should cause fear enough, for anyone besides a fanatic. He examined the herbs he had previously gathered from the forest, counted them carefully, and then, satisfied, turned away. They would provide healing enough.

Never practice on others if you do not know what will happen. Nox had always obeyed this order; if he were to cause unnecessary harm, the fairest would be to do so to himself. Nox knelt to roll the sleeves of his pants up slightly, then got to his feet. Raising his arms almost parallel to the ground, he opened his palms and let loose a hissing stream of wind, sharp wind that cut away at his exposed calves painfully but slightly, just enough to draw blood. He smirked, having performed exactly as he’d intended; but that plan was no good. He’d thought that perhaps he could inflict pain enough to create a sense of threat, pain in the right place – if he aimed at a throat and did this, it would feel as if a dagger were slashing at the skin, which would sufficiently scare anyone who was not wishing to die. Still, Nox had only executed perfectly one, because he had done so to himself, and two, because there were no other factors involved. Adding threat, fear – Nox did not trust himself to control the attack every time. He would need a different idea.

Fear was Nox’s objective. He contemplated the possibilities. Pure fear, perhaps, could be attempted; it would be more effective than pure pain. With a wave of Nox’s right hand, a sudden breeze lifted him off his feet, carrying him closer with each moment to the sky. Then Nox dismissed the wind, allowing his body to fall unguided. The ground rushed dangerously close towards him, but he did not act; even Nox felt slightly disturbed as he neared contact, but he restrained himself. At the very last possible moment, he attempted to summon another breeze, one that would carry him upwards again. He would repeat this maneuver to his enemies until they had had enough.

“Gah.” Nox landed with a crunch on his left wrist, having timed the second gust too late. It brushed over his hair, keeping his bangs aloft until it faded away.

Annoyed at himself, Nox checked his wrist for damages. Good news: sprained, but not broken. He needed more practice.

Nox knew that if he did not at least give his wrist a little rest, however, its condition could worsen; that, or he could break something else and handicap himself further. It would put him in a very dangerous position and tempt him towards unrestrained behavior in times of threat. He had to stop for now, unfortunately. Disappointing, especially since he hadn’t mastered his new technique yet.

He gathered the herbs at his feet with his right hand and entered the house. He would have to soothe the wounds on his calves and bandage his sprained wrist tightly; Nox decided to wear long, unrevealing clothing when he went to Mine’s Field the next day.


OOC: Haha, funny!

[Emotional Faun Chiko-sai]

Dax Lightner, Pyro-Psi
"Blurcase #1"
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He hadn't meant anything by the hug, really. He just wanted to make her feel better and stop crying. He was no good when people started crying. People shouldn't have to cry in the first place, only when they were happy. But it made her seem to cry more, and talk more, and he listened accordingly. It was a shade of Whitney he hadn't seen before.

The whole room was wet, not that he had noticed until she gave a louder sniff than usual and evaporated all the water.

Dax said quietly: "I've never been in your situation, and I'm younger than you, so I wouldn't be able to tell you anything I've not experienced before, because that would be lying just to make you feel better, and I don't think you'd like that.

"But it's all right to unload your crap once in a while. If you can't do it to Jason, you can do it to me. I tend to forget unpleasant things very easily so it's okay. Anyway, I know you're a better person than you think you are. Don't be so hard on yourself."

He thought he'd finished it off rather lamely; he wasn't good at comforting, not at all. In the thought process that ensued, he noticed the relative proximity of himself to Whitney. He backed off, ears red. She smiled at him, stifling a small laugh. "Uh. You want to stay the night? My parents are enjoying themselves in the lovely summer climate of Bali until Wednesday, so I could let you sleep in their room if you want."

"Thanks, Dax." Whitney smiled to herself, but by now he was really too nervous to notice.

Dax lent her a shirt and some shorts to sleep in, then he showed her where the bathroom was, and they parted ways for the night. On the way back to his room, he tripped across a foot strategically placed in the corridor. It belonged to Alice. Elos cross-examined him about Whitney as he got up. "Is she your girlfriend? Do you think she's pretty? I do. Wow, she's an Aqua-Psi! Are you going to introduce us?"

Alice continued: "Is she the one where you came back and you said you'd never ever go to her house again? Does Trina know her? Are we going to see her again after this?"

He pushed both of them back into their room, and returned to his. Eleven-year-olds. He couldn't remember if he had been that obnoxious as one. He got into bed and pulled the pillow over his head. He never knew what to do. Tomorrow he'd better sort it all out with Jason. Or better still, get Whitney to sort it out herself.
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ARGGG such crap I write!!! Just to move the situation along.. *dies* Yup, yup, looking forward to The Murder of Dax Lightner...

[Kuro Espeon]

Just so you know Frank, Selene doesn't glare. She hardly makes any facial emotions whatsoever. But maybe Teran just THOUGHT she was glaring, lol. Oh, and if Teran is an earth element, then the electricity shouldn't hurt him, should it? :biggrin:

Selene Hartmut - Neuro:
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Aeryn was being typical...never talking about her true feelings even when she knew I could see right through her. She seemed to think that if she showed any kind of weakness that her friends would think less of her, which, of course, was not true at all.
Saying she was going to go pick up Kallie she moved toward the door. I made no move to stop her since I figured it was best not to push her into the subject. I would never do that to her. But as she left through the door I saw a glimpse of an eavesdropper who had been sitting outside the door. Teran, no doubt. He showed great concern for Aeryn and had more than likely picked up on her distress like I had. Obviously hoping that I hadn't seen him, he followed cautiously behind Aeryn when she left to pick up Kallie. Teran was harmless, but I decided I should follow them both, more out of concern for Aeryn than anything else.

By the time I got out to my car, neither Aeryn or Teran were in sight. It was then I came to the realization...I had no idea where Kallie lived... my face faltered slightly at my own short-sightedness. I sighed and shook my head. 'I suppose I could go ask Alex where it is...but then it would be obvious that I was following Aeryn, which would make everyone worry even more. ' I paused and slowly got into my car and reved the engine. 'I guess the only way to go is the Psi way...'

I could still sense traces of Aeryn's emotional aura lingering in the still air around where her car had been sitting. All I would have to do would be to follow it, much like a wolf honing in on the scent of it's prey. Since she was running on extremely high volume at the moment, it wouldn't be too hard. I closed my eyes and let my mind wander out of my body and out into the open. I concentrated on Aeryn's emotions and reached out for them, trying to pinpoint their source. After several moments of searching through the darkness I found her. She was still moving, but she probably wouldn't be for long. I kept a firm hold of her trace and began to drive in that direction.

Over the course of my drive, I had felt Aeryn surge and lash out several times, accompanied by a swell of power and emotion. I sped up, knowing that something bad was happening. By the time I reached her she was standing in front of what could only be assumed as Kallie's house. Her distress was blaring like a siren but still she pushed foreward as if nothing was wrong. 'Aeryn...what are you thinking?' Right as I got out my car to catch up wit her, someone beat me to it.

Teran appeared out of nowhere, out of breath and red in the face, and jumped in front of Aeryn. She was obviously startled and screamed out "Ninjas!", firing off what was left of her already drained electrical energy. Teran was shocked by the attack (OOC: haha, "shocked", I made a funny) but quickly shrugged it off. This was, no doubt, due to him being a Terra-Psi and closely bound to the Earth element. Then he did something that surprised even me. He reached out and embraced her.
"Don’t worry. I’m here now. There’s nothing to worry about." I heard him say to her.

I blinked a couple of times at the sight before me and then let a slight smile curl at the corners of my mouth. I crossed my arms over my chest and gave a small shrug. "Well I'll be..." I simply said. After I minute I made my way over to them. Teran saw me first and quickly pulled away from Aeryn as if I was going to attack him for touching her. Aeryn looked back over her shoulder and went wide-eyed at the sight of me behind her.

"S-Selene?" She said, shaking from head to toe.
"Aeryn..." I replied, placing a hand on her shoulder, "Don't run away from us. Don't hide in a place where we can't follow. Be honest with us as well as yourself, for if you don't it'll only make your friends worry more. This will pass...but it'll only get better if you let us help you. And we can't...if you slam the door in our faces and refuse to let us in. Please Aeryn, if you're trying to be strong for everyone then just stop it. First and foremost, before you can help us, you have to help yourself."

Seeing as I hardly ever used more than two sentences at one time, my short speech took Aeryn by surprise, temporarily unsure of how to react.
"Talk to me, Aeryn..." I said finally, looking directly into her eyes and not breaking my gaze for a second. I wouldn't let her run this time.

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I think this is biggest collection of long posts I've ever seen in an RPG. XD