[ best day of our lives -- open; power discovery | super senses ]

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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; width: 460px; text-align: justify][size=8]That morning, Flowerpaw awoke to a series of thunder crunches. Every aspect, every little detail of the sound had divided itself up into the individual features, separated and ringing through every inch of her ear. Like an invasion of the munch of paw against soil, yet only just the audio, swarming through her brain and buzzing, causing a tingling sensation to travel throughout her body.


    Every little step the passerby made caused a twitch of her ear, alarmed yet sleepy olive oculars groggily searching for who the hell had herded a fucking dinosaur inside of their camp and was making them stomp around. Flinching as the audio grew even louder, Flow's teeth ground against one another silently, and she happened to turn her head to the ground when she saw the thing that was causing such an unbearable volume to break into her ears in the early hours.


    A kitten.


    It had merely been scurrying past, but it seemed as though in slow motion as it's little brown tabby paw came crushing down on the soil of the playground, sending such a shattering vibration through the air that ravaged through her hearing sensors. "Goodness," Flowerpaw grunted, hanging her head a bit and focusing slightly as the wind puffed and roared.


    In reality, a kitten had only walked by, as did a breeze merely pass through.


    By this point, she was a bundle of gray banded silver, eyes pinched shut and a headache strangling her as she crumpled down into a lay. What the hell? The apprentice knew of super senses, and very well had considered the possibility she now had it, but.. Powers weren't as pleasant as she thought they were. Blinking her olive luminaries open, the tabby felt the sounds fade away into the distance, and now that they were at normal volume they seemed ever far away. Well, then, how strange an experience. Painful, nearly, as she still had an ache in the back of her neck-head area. But it was all over, now, and she lay with a draining pained demeanor upon the playground, having been stirred from a nap by the discovery of her new power.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 300px; text-align: justify; height: auto;][size=8][color=#008141]"You okay?" Liberty asked, sitting down.
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    Misaki.


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    "I could ask the same question as Liberty-san had asked as well, Flowerpaw-san" the brown tom had simply said as he came by to the weary she-cat. She seemed tired. Maybe she should call Doctor House for this? Misaki doesn't know, but just decided to wait for the younger feline's answer.


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    Yeah powers. They where not a special pleasure feeling to get. Being far worse than she ever had thought it to be. Before you get any you where looking so forward and almost dying to get one but once you had it you only wished you could go back to the time before you even got them. of course soem pwoers was indeed useful and perhaps even fun but it was a hell to master them and learn how to control them. Amira knew that feeling so very well. Her first power had been to being able to remove an others pain and replace it to yourself. Not a special fun power to have when everytime you only touched someone you took away even if it was the smellest of pain it had. Not to mention everytime she healed someone and the pain reached into her own veins it also took of her mentally. Making her psychic ill or in other words sickly depressed. Over time she of course had learned to not over do the power since it slowly killed her own soul. So for the king cheetah powers was only a burder almost like a curse to have.


    Compared to the others that get over to the student Amira instead keept herself in the background for a while longer to observe the situation a bit more. However, even her after a while decided it was probably an good idea to at least cheek on her to make sure she actually was alright. "Do you need to drink something?, you look pale "


    // omg, misaki from junjou romantica! <33
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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid black; overflow: auto; width: 370px; height: 110px; font-family: verdana;]Vince came over next, leaning over Flowerpaw's limp head. Hm... either she was drained from some activity, she was sick, or she had just randomly fallen asleep. The bengal honestly couldn't tell which one it was. [b]"Flowerpaw...?"     he asked, taking a seat next to her but keeping his gaze on her.[/fancypost][/fancypost]
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; width: 420px; text-align: justify][size=8]The sound had shoved her wide awake, though she still felt a bit of a tipsy-like induced feeling from having been so abruptly awoken. As others approached, though, Flow picked herself up off of the ground, leaning up into a seat and feeling the subtle throb in her shoulders to stir to life. She made sure to lean back a bit as she sat up, as not to headbutt Vince, who she discovered was there by the closer scent than the others. Giving a gentle, involuntary grunt, she took a moment, salmon tongue flicking over her lips.


    Getting used to sitting after being awoken so unpleasantly, she listened to them speak, glancing around to their faces, blinking her eyes more lively until it fell quiet and she was sure she was completely awake. "As far as I can tell," The apprentice began, her typically active and warm tone sounding a contrasting flat and exhausted. "I've.. Now got super senses. If that's what it's called."

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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid black; overflow: auto; width: 370px; height: 110px; font-family: verdana;][b]"Oh, okay."     Vince sat back, flexing his jaw. Well, apparently there was no need to get all up close and personal. And after doing so, he had gotten his chin bumped. Oh well; now he knew not to do it again! "Glad to see you're still alive, then," he joked.[/fancypost][/fancypost]
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