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olive rae white

Olive quietly opened her door, peeking into the cozy room. She struggled with her big, dull brown suitcase, finally bringing it into the room. The school had told her that she didn't have a roommate, which slightly upset her because she didn't like being alone in a room. It felt very foreign, and at least having a someone in the room would've been comforting. But instead, she was left with an empty beige room.

Bringing her sheets out, a blank olive green, and a dark brown comforter, she arranged her bed perfectly. Her pillow cases were also olive, and she seemed quite content with her work. She put an alarm clock on her bed stand, and started unpacking her clothes. She put her toiletries in the shower, and put her makeup on the counter. A quick glance up, and she saw a slightly haggard girl look back, dark bags under her eyes, and skin sickly pale. Olive had had a pretty bad fight with her dad before she left, and it left her tired and with a migraine.

She recalled her father shouting at her, how it wasn't his fault. It rung in her ears, how she shouted back, yeah, you didn't mean to have *** with another woman. Tiny fingers touching the bags under her eyes gingerly, she decided to roam around. The memories were too fresh to think about again. The brass nob turning quite loudly, she stepped outside. Looking down at what she was wearing, black shorts with a grey loose t-shirt with an olive jacket and black beanie over her straight fiery hair, she was quite happy with her outfit.

Boots soft against the carpet hall, she began to look around the dorm, lost and lonely as ever.

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and i, wanna make you feel wanted

i winced at the words, best friend. i wanted to be more than friends, i wanted to be the guy who she always wanted. but no, harry styles came into Bree's life like he owned her. that's not happening with me around, nope, no, nada.

"bree, i don't think harry is good for your health. i mean, you're soaked to the bone! you'll get hypothermia!" i said, while letting go of her. "i'm going to get you some of my clothes. if the bell rings, it's some yummy pizza."

i ran to get her some clothes, taking out a loose t-shirt and a pair of my gym shorts. as i looked down, all i was really wearing was boxers and a wet t-shirt. oh well. i ran back, and tossed her the clothes.

"after you change, we'll talk eating pizza, if it ever gets here." i growled in frustration. i loved me some pizza.

ooc; why thank you! anyway, when should hunter confess his undying love? lol

} sooooo tracking this! by the way, it's legolas, if you remember me....

name;

Loxi Gwynn

age;

18

born;

January 2, 1995

parents;

Megan Gwynn a.k.a. Pixie x Unknown father

personality;

Loxi, generally is a cheerful girl, always smiling and bright, just like her mother. Nothing actually puts her down, unless she is almost failing a mission, or near death. Or maybe not even then, Loxi always wants someone to be smiling because of her, even when dying.

Easy-going is a general describing word for her, she pretty much goes where the wind takes her. Get it, 'cause she has wings. Loxi always has a joke somewhere in her brain, and usually yells it out in a fight, just to cheer herself up. And it always annoys her opponent.

But, the fact that her mother was plagued by Magik, every time she created a Soul Dagger she became less innocent, and became more angry and bitter, that fact also affected Loxi. So, Loxi can have her dark spells, when she turns into an angry soul and is incredibly dangerous. That is why she went to the school, for help from the Bloodstones and Soul Daggers.

appearance;

from her mom Loxi inherited her mother's soft, delicate skin and her pointed ears. Loxi naturally doesn't tan for some odd reason, and thus, her lips always seem to have lots of color and seem fuller. She also has her mom dark chocolate eyes, and they always reminded her of large, doe eyes. Loxi took her mother's pink hair, but softer, and had the same black streaks. She also inherited her mother's wings.

from her dad Loxi took her father blonde hair, and has streaks in her hair. She also has his face shape, nose, and his long lashes. She doesn't have much from him, with little surprise.

powers;

Loxi was born with her mother's wings, large and varying in color and size. It depends on what type of form Loxi is in apparently, but most of the time, they are large butterfly wings, like this. She cannot teleport like her mother, because her mother was taught by the black magic, by Magik, and she would rather not meet her. Loxi inherited her mother's pixie dust, where she can make enemie hallucinate, but they hallucinate comedically. Once, her mother made Wolverine hallucinate he was battling an army of unicorns. She can also tell supernaturals in disguise because of the black magic in her soul. Hand-to-hand combat has already been taught to her.

When dark magic partially consumes her, and she can make a Soul Dagger, Loxi's wings turn haggard and mostly black, just like her hair.

history;

Born in a place her own mother doesn't even remember because she had teleported somewhere different, all she knew that it was a cave. Megan decided that Loxi sounded perfect for a daughter, because it was unnatural, and peculiar, unlike her own name. And so, with no middle name, there was Loxi Gwynn, with already part of her soul black because of Magik.

other;

Mutant and proud! Btw, I think it would be kinda cool if there was a rivalry between Magik's son or daughter and Loxi.... You know, and then Loxi went all dark magic and stuff. Or maybe, if it was Magic's son and they fell in love.... Hmmm....

} working on him right now! ^^

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and i, wanna make you feel wanted

the moment the door bell rung, i raced to the door, threw it open, gave them a ten dollar bill and shouted keep the change after closing the door and clutching the pizza. oh my god, the thought of heavenly pizza made my mouth make waterfalls. i threw the pizza box on the table and opened it up, the aroma of the freshly baked bread filled the air. i ran to get two plates, two waters, and silverware and plopped them on the table.

i looked up to see bree, once again adorable in my clothes, not harry's. i smiled wide at her, like a child.

"ready to dig in?!"

ooc; cute and ok!

name;

Metias Kendall DaCosta

age;

17

born;

June 26, 1996

parents;

Roberto DaCosta a.k.a. Sunspot x Unknown mother

personality;

Warm and cozy is what Metias is, always kind to other people. He was raised by a loving father, and a pretty fun life, so why be nasty about it? Metias is always there for you, but only if you are on his side. If not, it gets pretty nasty. Metias is a total prankster, and if you declare a prank war, you'll be sorry. Metias usually pranks people to lighten the mood, because with him and his dad, the brighter the better.

When in his power up, he can be quite dangerous, so he is also naturally cautious on every thing he does, says, or thinks even. Even mindful with his pranks, rather safe than sorry. If he is fully charged, he can have spurts of uncontrolled power-ups, so somedays he has to be absent. When he has no energy, his mood is instantly sour and grumpy, and he can be very nasty, so steer clear if he looks like he came back from the dead.

appearance;

from his dad Metias inherited his father darker Brazilian complexion, but a smidge lighter. He doesn't tan, because the sun's rays only effect his power ups. He has his father's hair, dark brown, and has a bit of curl to it. Also, he has his father body, a bit tall and muscles.

from his mom Metias took a lot from his mom. He inherited his mother's nose, with wasn't very large or very small. Above his nose, he has his mom's eyes, a dark hazel green with long lashes, which work well for him. He has his mother's jawline also, she was German, making his complexion a bit lighter than his father's.

powers;

Metias, like his father, can absorb and channel solar power. When he changes, he turns into a black flame, except for his eyes, which turn a solid white. The air around him can have black spots, Kirby dots. Unlike his father, who can absorb some of the moon and stars light, Metias cannot absorb any of starlight or moonlight. When shot at in powered up form, he can still be injured. He also has superhuman strength, only when he has some charge. His father has learned how to control himself to fly, and hover, which Metias has still to learn.

history;

Born in a clean, pristine hospital in Rio de Janero, just like his father, and also raised there. Metias gained his mutant powers when he was about twelve, when he got very excited and burned down a video game store. It's been about five years of harnessing his powers, and he's still working at it. His mother died in childbirth unfortunately, but Metias wasn't very distraught about that in a weird way.

other;

Mutant and proud! Anything I need to change?

olive rae white

Roaming the halls and hearing some voices, comforting her so that she wasn't totally alone in the building. It was pretty refreshing to be in a clean, quiet, carpeted place, not in a loud house, always someone shouting on the phone, always something going on. No, she was here and she was going to enjoy it, because she made herself come here. Because of her art, speaking of which, she needed to find the art room.

Finally finding the stairs, she went down, and on the third step, she realized someone else was going to the dorms room. Green eyes looking up, she saw a girl straight brown hair.

"Ehm, excuse me, do you know where the art room is?" Olive's voice was soft, but loud because of the near empty school.

olive rae white

Olive seemed quite confused for a second, expecting just a finger pointing somewhere, but instead she offered to take her there. Her green eyes flashed for a second, and then she gave a small, doubtful smile. In this situation, she would give anything to get to her art.

"Um, sure, thanks." She followed her down the stairs, trying to be light on her feet, not to make such loud noises in such a quiet place. As the redhead followed the girl, she found the need to introduce herself as making their way down the stairs.

"I'm Olive Rae White. Some people call me RaeRae."

thank you! ^^ hehe, pixie used to have a crush on cyclops...

also, should Metias and Loxi have the "mask" name? i've been trying to think of some...

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olive rae white

"Nice meeting you, and thank you." She said brightly, turning around and almost running to the art room, throwing the door open. She stepped inside, frozen by the spacious room. Her green eyes fluttered closed, and she took in the smells of paint, clay, and pencils. Olive let everything melt away, and began walking through the room, her hands skimming the large tables.

Hand drifting into her pocket, she pulled out a tiny sized sketchbook, grabbed a stray pencil, and sat on the chair. Letting thoughts roam, her hand found its way to the paper, and the first mark was made. Concentrating hard, with her tongue sticking out of her lip, she began to look younger, like the girl before her world was wrecked.

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erm for Loxi, i was thinking maybe... something simple like Spirit, or Sprite... erm for Metias.... i don't know... Flare or somethin' like that

well, sprite reminds me of the drink, and i'm pretty sure there isn't a power to shoot sprite out of your hands like spiderman, which would be kinda cool. just gonna save the world with your sprite hands. haha, i can just imagine them screaming, ah, got sprite in my eye, i surrender. oh I got it!

spriterman!

anyway, i think Spirit is good! ^^

"well, christmas is pretty yummy then." i shouted, happily shoving the pizza into my mouth. i let out a moan, and then decided to eat more pizza.

"erm... i don't know... is that bad?" i said, words slightly muffled from the pizza.

ooc; changed to gif. sorry it's short, i'm tired....

olive rae white

Dragging the eraser across the paper one more time, her green eyes looked at her work, leaving a content look on her face. It was a rose, delicate leaves facing away from the sight, as if the rose decided to turn away. It was okay, for a minatue drawing, the redhead decided. Looking up, she found herself entranced with the painted windows, and black combat boots found their way in front of the large windows. A small finger found it way, tracing the tail of a mermaid sitting on a rock. The window was huge, with smaller ones dotting around it.

Olive looked past the actually window, and found herself staring at someone with a kingly stance, and holding a bow, stretching the arrow back. He seem to have stopped, paused for a moment, even though the strength of the string pulled back was probably large. Suddenly, the person let go, and her jaw dropped as she found herself staring at a perfect, crisp bullseye, the target nearly ninety meters away. Even though she shouldn't be surprised, because this is a gifted school, she is.

Turning away, her bracelets hit the loud window with a loud ring, and she cringed. Heart pumping, she slowly twisted around, praying for no one, especially the archerm to hear.