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

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    August closed his eyes, even though it didn't make a difference in sight. He liked closing his eyes when he listened to music, and this was the case. He gave a soft smile, enjoying her singing, which was odd. He was a more rock type of guy, and she was singing softer music, more serene. Once she finished the song, he stood up, and gave her a standing ovation. "And the crowd goes wild!" He yelled as he clapped with a smile.
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    IC: She grins, blushing, and bows just for the heck of it. "Thank you, thank you!" She says, laughing as she goes to hug him. "No seriously, thank you so much." She whispers.



    OOC:

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    August smiled, as he embraced her hug, resting his chin on her shoulder. "No problem Merc, been wanting to do this for a long time." He said before he went in for a kiss.
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    [justify]Eneida greeted Megan with a "hello" as she passed, even though the kid looked kind of grumpy. She reminded her of herself when she was little. Especially the uncombed hair part. Eneida still brushed her hair about once a week, despite how crazy her curls were. She felt a little like Megan was too cool for her. Which was a little sad, but she was a pretty cool little girl. Eneida opened the doors to the gym as they arrived, looking around to see if anyone else had arrived yet.


    Alex looked up, done with his food, as Peter commented on the fact that there were kids here. "Oh yeah, there are. A lot of people here were stolen from foster care, and there are a lot of, you know, kids there." They had been one of the ones not stolen from foster care. Their parents were still alive and available. They hoped they were doing okay. They hoped they weren't involved in the war.


    Donovan realized he was in full view of the door and decided to climb down and stop being a weirdo. He'd already scared enough people. He didn't need to keep following that trend. He came here to train, right? Right. He scanned the area, and quickly located the person intended to guard him, hearing her thoughts. He was distracted by the door opening. He gave Eneida and the others a small wave.


    ooc: aaa how cute! tho try not to flood the thread, people's posts get buried and then it messes up their interactions![/justify]

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    August put his hands on her face, and stroked a strand of her dark brown hair back. He smiled, and removed his headphones, and placed them in her hands. "I'd be happy to attend you concert again."


    OOC: Yea I was afraid we were doing that :/ Sorry I'll be more careful
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    IC: She grins, blushing madly. "I'll be sure you get the best seat in the house." She whispers. She's absolutely giddy, wanting to hold him close and not let go ever.



    OOC:

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    August smiled, he could tell she was ecstatic and giddy. "Guess that makes me pretty lucky then" He said before grabbing her hands, and staring at her. "Listen Merc, I may not be able to see you, but that doesn't mean I can't love you. Love is blind in my case."
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    [justify]Donovan looked over towards Agnes. Oh, that was the girl with the coffee from earlier. He wondered again if he was allowed to have coffee. He waved towards the small group, then looked around. He had nothing to do. Well. Maybe he should talk to them? He approached the group quietly, wondering if he could just sort of be absorbed into it and no one would notice. Probably not.[/justify]

    Agnes finally made her way to training, and approached N. "Hey, I've finally made it." She smiled. "Um...what was it that you can do? I don't know if we've shared our abilities."

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    August smiled, and squeezed her hands as well. The fall breeze was making him fairly chilly, due to not having a jacket. "So what do you want to do now?" He asked as he let on of his hands go, while he let the other wrap around her arm, then hold her hand.
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    August nodded, as he made his way back to the bench to sit down. Once they both sat, he held her hand. "So what do you wanna talk about?"
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    IC: She smiles, leaning her head on his shoulder. "Anything." She murmurs. She's decided to stop whispering since it's just the two of them, and he knows what's going on.



    OOC:

    "It's kinda shitty, really," Usnavi said, "I mean like, they're way too small to go to war. I mean, so are most of us, technically. The draft doesn't apply to anyone under eighteen." He continued to play with his food, not really hungry anymore. He had repeated himself a few times that he noticed. He figured it was insecurity or anxiety or something. He wasn't sure.


    "I'm feeling a little sick," Harley admitted, "So I'm not that hungry right now." He was more homesick than anything, but it still made his stomach churn. It was honestly very uncomfortable. "And it's not nice to call people weird," he added in an afterthought.

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    August smiled when she leaned her head on his shoulder, "Well I think I'll tell you a story." He said as he wrapped his arm around Merc before continuing. "There was this boy, now this boy wasn't normal. He was like everyone at this facility, strange in their own way. He was 13. Lived in a cell, and was scared out of his mind. Then he was told; "just one more test, then your done." And he believed it, and when the day came, he was excited. He was told he would be able to see in the dark, to hear from far away. But the last thing he saw was the operating table light. And when he woke up, he though the lights were out. And he was afraid. So afraid." He stared ahead as he told the story, and tightned his grip on Merc.
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    [justify]Eneida looked around the gym, locating her favorite area. A set up of platforms of varying heights like some sort of platforming video game, likely intended to help practice with her powers specifically. "I can jump really high and run really fast. And also probably swim quicker, but I don't really, like, swim." She demonstrated by leaping about 5 feet up to the first platform, standing up straight afterwards and putting her hands up like "ta-da!"


    Donovan hovered behind them, watching Eneida curiously like a silent ghost, not quite realizing that people could see him. He realized that it was a good thing he was actually around people, since he needed people to train with his power.


    Alex looked down at their plate. "Yeah," they said quietly, looking at Megan with a small frown on their face. They shook themselves, forcing their optimistic demeanor to come back. [/justify]