oh, send me off to war | rp thread | with a gun in my hand

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    "Can you see your house from there, too?" She laughed. "You should jump off there so I can fix you up." She realized how morbid the suggestion was once it left her mouth.

    [fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px; margin-center: -5px; text-align: justify;]☆— [size=10px]The blonde frowned, her small lips pressed into a line as Harley announced that he wasn't eating. If he was feeling icky and she ate next to him, maybe that'd make him feel even worse! She grabbed his wrist and tugged slightly, trying to pull him up, though she didn't use much effort. She knew fully well that she could if she wanted to, but, she didn't want to, so she didn't. "Let's go train! So we can get stronger, and then they'll let us use guns sooner!" She exclaimed, the words seemed a bit morbid, coming from her child mouth.


    Megan looked back upon the older male, her brown eyes sparkling with excitement. "And maybe we could fight! Ooh, and you can show me your power!" The idea of being in a war was exhilarating for her, and she couldn't wait to step onto the battle field. She could hurt someone and be mean without getting in trouble!


    Quickly, she grabbed both of his arms and with one big heave, she attempted to lift him up onto his feet. It would be an easy feat for her. Though small and young, her new power granted her the ability to be much, much stronger than someone her age. At the age of six, she was as strong as a teenage male, making tasks that would be proven difficult for someone like her(the way she was before) a simple job.


    Kenny, however, was not so enthusiastic about going to train. But, being his weird 'I want to be alone, but I hate being alone' self, he went and joined the group of others at the gym. He stuffed his hands in his pockets and turned quietly, in the direction of the gym, where he assumed most people were. He could hear voices echoing off of the walls and bouncing around the place, so it wasn't too hard to determine where anyone was.


    He walked in to witness Eneida's final jump, and a quiet 'wow' escaped his lungs. He couldn't remember if they had all officially discussed their powers, or if it was general knowledge from training from the last month or so, but he wasn't totally sure if he'd completely paid any attention. He glanced over at Agnes's pretty odd choice of words, though it sparked an interest in him.


    She had healing powers? That would be helpful in the field, as would Eneida's incredible jumping skills. It also led to a question regarding Enedia's powers, as well. "Do your powers effect your landing as well?" He called up. He knew that if she jumped from a certain point, added with her remarkable abilities, it could completely shatter her legs, rendering the power useless. That was, unless her powers had some sort of resistance to fall damage or something.


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    August frowned, "I don't think you have to. I haven't been affected, and earlier when I didn't wear the headphones I felt fine. Maybe it depends on your happiness."
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    [justify][font=arial][size=8]A grim look darkened his features, crystalline irises transitioning into a less vibrant hue. Nothing good came of war, not even the potential victory in their midst. Witnesses to the violence, death, and destruction would suffer from insomnia for the rest of their lives, assuming the government would allow them to lead normal lives after everything. Peter shuddered at the notion of such a fate, put off by the discussion of their powers all but entirely. Once curious as to what Usnavi and Alex were capable of, the albino began to fiddle with the skin around his nails, idly picking at the flesh in an attempt to quell the anxiety threatening to possess him. Letting out a collected huff of air, azure spheres downcast and solemn, Peter gathered himself together in favour of continuing their conversation, assuming there was anything left to discuss, "I used to think that there was a 'greater purpose' behind war and death. But now that I think about it, there's no hope of every recovering from this. Those children, whose life have only just begun, has had their lives ripped from their little hands and forced into an unimaginable world." He chuckled, though it lacked any humour, [color=limegreen]"But that's just me, I suppose."

    [justify]Eneida grinned at them from way up there on the wall. She looked curiously at Kenny when he asked that question. "I think it helps a little bit, but I'm also pretty great at landing anyway. I learned how to do this a while ago." She jumped down a couple platforms before leaping off all the way, doing a flip in midair just for show, and landing in a roll. While her knees still hurt, she managed to stand up at the end with a bit of a stumble.


    Alex's eyes looked down at the table, looking sad. They sighed a little, then picked up their plate, taking it to the tray. It wasn't Peter's fault they were pretty much blocking out everything, but they couldn't help but feel upset with him. They hovered near the plate tray, hidden from view, for a little bit longer.[/justify]

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    [justify]Donovan tilted his head as he spoke, looking curious. "Oh, interesting," he said after a moment, realizing he hadn't replied yet, and she was probably a little freaked out when he was just staring at her. He tried to figure out how it worked again, but the overload of information made him visibly wince. Nope, not doing that.


    Eneida looked at Erika curiously, and enjoyed the rush of energy she felt. She leaped up to the next platform, backflipped for the hell of it, and landed on the third. She flexed jokingly, and glanced up towards the windows by the ceiling. She jumped up to those, easily making her way up to the ledge. "Hey, I'm finally tall!"[/justify]


    ooc: i think this is the only thing interacting with your characters, eneida jumped off a thing for bants, august and shaqafat are now in the gym

    "Ah, fuck this depressing crap man, it's a weekend," Usnavi said, trying to get the both of them hyped up again, "We can do whatever we want!" He stood up, looking down at Peter. "I mean, I have no idea what to do, but we could do anything!" He looked over at Alex, who was lingering by the plates. "Yo, Alex, we gotta do something fun now, you got any ideas?"


    Harley allowed himself to be pulled up, but removed his hand from Megan's. He knew what could happen if his skin made contact with hers for too long. "I really don't like fighting..." he said quietly, "Or guns... But maybe you could show me some of your power." He really didn't want to ruin the young girl's excitement, as mildly creepy as it was, but he simply did not like fighting. He was an information gatherer, anyway, whether he liked it or not.


    (alright kiddos i have my first day of school tomorrow fuuuuuuuuck my life sidewayssssss so like my activity might drop a bit. i'll try to keep things rolling the best i can, it shouldn't be too bad, but i thought i'd just let y'all know. wish me luck pls because i'm not ready for this. <3)

    ooc; Okay! Thanks so much! I have low muse on this thread due to AP/honor classes (homework)


    ic; Jericho just shrugged, "I guess. It only 'activates' if there's any action that I'm interested in."


    Erika put her hands together as she said, "I'm glad it helped!"

    [justify][font=arial][size=8]It had not yet dawned upon the boy that Alex was upset with him, despite their best efforts to obscure it. Peter saw no wrong in the words he had uttered, having spoken honestly, ever ignorant to the effect his views may have on those around him. At the moment Usnavi proposed that they busy themselves with something enjoyable, scrutiny clouded his features. Did he say something wrong? He could not determine what it was that seemed to displease his guests, though allowed the thought to slide when the vibrant-haired masculine indulged on his own liberty fueled fantasies. What was there to do exactly? Exercise their mental prowess through the means of revealing their powers? The idea together appeared as rather quaint to the Nolan, though he figured he would humour his companions. There was no harm in doing so, after all, [color=limegreen]"You appear to have something in mind, Usnavi. Would you like to share it with us?"

    "I mean, I don't reeeeaaaally have any ideas," Usnavi said with a sheepish grin, "But I heard a few of the others say they were going to the gym to train. It would be cool to see what everyone else could do." Usnavi had no intention of training himself. His was a power he couldn't really use indoors anyway, unless someone left the window open. He would be more happy to watch everyone else show off their abilities.

    [justify]ooc: nope, here i am! ive just had the first few days of school, and i have a lot of work XP im taking a lot of honors classes + an ap class. ill try to be active now tho!


    ic: Alex stared at the wall. There was something they were forgetting. Breathing quickly through their nose, they faced away from their companions, trying to think of what they were forgetting. There was... blood. They stiffened as they were spoken to. "Oh. I..." They shook their head, forcing the weird sense of fear to get out. They grinned at the other two. "Yeah, we should train! I can show off my powers!"


    "I could try an explosion next time," joked Eneida to Agnes, crossing her arms in a relaxed way. "So, can any of you guys show off your power in a flashy way? I don't wanna steal the show, y'know." She laughed cheerfully, enthusiastic about this activity.


    "Hm," said Donovan, looking thoughtful. He played with his still-damp hair, eyes turned up towards the ceiling. "I wish my power worked that way." His eyes flickered towards the ground quickly. [/justify]

    ((I mean, I understand. I'm taking calc 2 and calc-physics 1, which is a lot for me [I got yelled at by a freshman girl who apparently doesn't understand that not all credit hours are created equal]. I've have my waves of business and doing all sorts of nothing [which I should stop doing the latter cuz that's gonna hurt later].


    Just another day in paradise, really))
    "I can briefly shield myself and it looks cool. Other than that, healing isn't exactly glamorous. If anything I'll probably end up miserable by the end of the earth because I would've seen so much agony in my life." She smiled. "But I'm more than happy to stand by and watch you guys do tricks."