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Post by Tals on Jun 19, 2017 20:21:49 GMT -5
Captain's team.
The Red Skull was alive, and under disguise, and voted as a president. Its why the team was banned from their own country
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Post by ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐จ on Jun 19, 2017 20:24:39 GMT -5
(Alright!)
(Sure, Xera can be fleeing, I see Captain America's team as the one's in the right rather then Stark's, so she will go to is instead of Stark's :3.)
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Post by Tals on Jun 19, 2017 20:26:37 GMT -5
Alright sounds good!! Ill post a starter for you in one moment!! Im going to put a picture of Usama up first ^^ gimmie a few minutes))
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Post by Rivermagic on Jun 19, 2017 20:41:07 GMT -5
(New blood, I like it)
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Post by Tals on Jun 19, 2017 20:48:10 GMT -5
The trees were thick and fog covered the surrounding area. Everything was still, as if waiting for the duo to move at any given point if they dared. And when they did- Usama believed it was because fate had desired so. His hair was pushed back with a black bandana, and his odd orbs stood out against his naturally tanned skin.
His lips pursed, nose wrinkling before he guided his friend, Xera, to the clearing. Off to the distance there was a barn, and a home, and the faint specks of people and a massive figure. No one seemed frightened by it all too bad.. Taking a glance at his friend, Usama gently took Xera's hand in comfort.
"You realize, that when we arrive, it could be a life or death," he told her softly, a soft Arabian accent lining his voice
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Post by ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐จ on Jun 19, 2017 23:51:33 GMT -5
Xera was running past the trees behind her friend, and in ways, her guardian. She used her skill she mastered the most with her abilities, flight to hop over rocks, but when they reached the clearing she stopped, indigo eyes watching across to the building ahead of them. When Usama grabbed her hand, she was dragged from the hypnosis of watching the building, her gaze drifting to her friend. "I know," she muttered, eyes narrowing, "Even if we die, we are following what we believe, that's better then living a lie," she pointed out, and looked back at the house.
"We should go now, before we get afraid and decide to turn back." she suggested, and took off toward the building, her feet leaving tracks in the grass, her eyes lighting up dimly as she used her abilities to move a tree limb so she and her friend could pass unscathed. She stopped once more to catch her breath, and looked back at her friend, "You ready?" she asked gently, her eyes trailing the house ahead of them once more.
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Post by SCP-049 on Jun 20, 2017 4:35:58 GMT -5
[[@ all; So I passed Calculus yeet! And I think I'm going to snag my boi T'Challa as another character, if that's okay with everyone ^^  @ Silv; I LOVE ANTARES HE REMINDS ME OF A TRIO OF CHARACTERS I HAVE AHHH SPACE BEAUTIFUL BAB YESS *explodes* @ lynx; Welcome!]] William 'B' Chavilier
โขHierarchy's Kingโข"Now now, let's give them a little praise." The kramilid pushed outwards slightly, letting the leather chair roll backwards. With a shoulder roll, complete with the slight pop- or was it a clatter- he joined the observation at the window; his head craned slightly to catch a glimpse of the hologram. "Hmm...They've done well. Are they all being brought in alive?" The sheer question brought a small glint to his eyes; the hidden meaning was clear as day. If there was going to be some guests, then he wanted some of them to 'talk with'. Nothing too drastic, of course; he was an influencer, not a controller.
Zenmaka-Twiga
โขAfrican Goddess of Rebellion and Thieveryโข"Others...Like me?" The words came in interrupted parts, but the giraffe let out a small hum of appreciation at the pet. Instead of rearing back, Zen opted t keep the precarious stance for a while longer. Regarding the female twin, she sighed softly. "Each of us have totems, so to speak, specific animals that we associate with; I have the giraffe only because I'm a big fat mistake." It came out nonchalant, with little emotion. "But yeah, all African deities carry the same characteristics...It's just what you choose to represent."
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Post by ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐จ on Jun 20, 2017 4:42:54 GMT -5
(Hey someone else says Yeet! Yeet!
People find it ridiculous when someone says it, finally someone else has said it.
Anyways congrats! Are you in college? If so double congrats, I imagine either way it was tough to get through, it is one of the harder algebraic and mathematical skills to acquire. So either way congrats!)
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Post by Tals on Jun 20, 2017 16:21:07 GMT -5
Borya and Alyona:
Borya snorted softly, raising his head farther to look them in the eye. "Really? You think you were that ugly?" he snorted with the roll of his big green eyes before he crossed his arms in front of his chest. "I've always been a tease, why do you think I got you in the end? Magic?" His head tilted, the rabbits flicking their whiskers at the couple above before they returned to their sleeping fest. Giving a nod of approval, Borya looked at Rei then and stated in a serious voice, "Even they approve."
"You were okay with me being drunk on you." Rei pointed out before they easily leaned against him to try relaxing for at least a moment. "Besides, I like to work with a challenge since it makes things more fun." they added while feeling themselves smirk slowly. They were pretty at peace as it was, to the point where they would giggle at the bunnies every now and then. At least they were just glad to be quiet for a while. |
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Post by Rivermagic on Jun 20, 2017 16:43:47 GMT -5
Rei smirked at the thought as they closed their eyes in total bliss. They easily tilted their gaze to lazily graze their lips against the bridge of his nose, smirking all the more. "Mmh, that had been a fun night, even if I don't remember all of the details." they added cheekily while they reached up to run their fingers through his soft and silvery locks. They couldn't resist the feel of it in the first place.
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Post by Tals on Jun 20, 2017 16:46:09 GMT -5
@ riv:  Congratulations hunny!! I'm happy for you~ Also, it is completely alright, I'll edit the front page in one second!! -- Usama had nodded in agreement, carefully making way with her and coming to a brief stop. The clearing seemed massive, and he took a cautious step forward. It was followed by another- until a arrow flew past and knicked the skin along his ear. That piece quickly healed up, a small stain of the maroon blood before his eyes lifted to look at the soft gleam of the metallic arrowhead. Letting go of Xera's hand, his hands twisted and he rolled his wrists, a burst of air expanding out and knocking over the archer.
Natasha rose up, her eyes narrowing slightly as she crouched low in the grass. Her head tilted, inclining towards the duo before she called out, "Who are you two? What is your business?"
To which, Usama replied, "We are friends- my name is Usama, and this is Xera. We have come to learn the ways of fighting from you and your group."
Natasha's red hair fully came into line of vision as she stood upright and took a step or two forward, causing Usama to tense up and prepare another gust of wind should she get too close. "Who sent you?"
"We came from Charles Xavier's school for gifted children," the Arabic voice informed, narrowed icy hues revealing how taut he was as he opted not to move too fast. The person with the arrow... Was what was filling his mind and he looked slightly distracted by the situation.
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For one long moment, Bonhwa remained silent even after the question. "Alive." That seemed more like a command- though not towards Mr. B. The Korean watched as the droid rose up and slammed down into the building, the sound of cluttering wooden boards and beams as the massive beings surrounded Rei, Borya, and Alyona. This action caused the siblings to jerk, Alyona gathering the bunnies in her grasp and stare wide eyed at the droids that lifted their helms and stared with beady optics. In total, there were four.
Borya was the first to react, body snapping and lunging into the droid while shouting something at his sister. The small female had dove to the side, sending the animals in a scattering frenzy while she grabbed the nearest object that could serve as a weapon. She raised a lamp over her head, smashing it into the chasis of a droid while Borya pulled out a baton and snapped it open. The sound of dents was heard, but the soft clattering and shatter of the lamp was louder. It didn't stop the droid, massive servos grasping her wrist and hauling her into its massive figure before it shot up the way in came.
Borya's head jerked, being hefted up by another droid before it shot up into the sky itself. His body writhed, eyes widening as he saw the space get smaller and smaller before they shot off through the high branches of the woods as to not be detected by Zen.
Bonhwa then looked at B, smiling as he outstretched his hands. "Hopefully they'll be here... within an hour."
The twins looked at each other- although not expressing it in their thoughts they certainly knew it through the passing look of their gazes. They were simply a mistake as well. Your choice is beautiful Zen, Caireann informed softly as she got up and reached for her soft muzzle. Yea.. It wasn't a mistake at all if ye ask me, Colmac informed with a small nod of confirmation, his body rolling in the grass slightly. His eyes shifted, nose twitching and ears suddenly pricking. His head turned, looking at the home and frowning slightly before he turned his attention back to Zen. His senses were driving him nuts..
Something was wrong and he couldn't place his finger on it.
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Post by Tals on Jun 20, 2017 16:49:33 GMT -5
Borya had smiled, his eyes soft and simply chuckling towards Rei. "Well.. I'd say that would be a good thing... I don't think I did too well, being your courter and all," he mused softly to them. His ears pricked, the sensation of being watched... It overrode his systems and his head lifted so his chin would point towards his lover. Suddenly, his heart came to a stop almost, eyes widening and watched as the wooden ceiling caved in with four massive droids tumbling through.
A droid rose up and slammed down into the building, the sound of cluttering wooden boards and beams as the massive beings surrounded Rei, Borya, and Alyona. This action caused the siblings to jerk, Alyona gathering the bunnies in her grasp and stare wide eyed at the droids that lifted their helms and stared with beady optics. In total, there were four.
Borya was the first to react, body snapping and lunging into the droid while shouting something at his sister. The small female had dove to the side, sending the animals in a scattering frenzy while she grabbed the nearest object that could serve as a weapon. She raised a lamp over her head, smashing it into the chasis of a droid while Borya pulled out a baton and snapped it open. The sound of dents was heard, but the soft clattering and shatter of the lamp was louder. It didn't stop the droid, massive servos grasping her wrist and hauling her into its massive figure before it shot up the way in came.
Borya's head jerked, being hefted up by another droid before it shot up into the sky itself. His body writhed, eyes widening as he saw the space get smaller and smaller before they shot off through the high branches of the woods as to not be detected by Zen.
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Post by ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐จ on Jun 20, 2017 17:07:38 GMT -5
Xera narrowed her bright indigo eyes as the arrow skimmed past her friend, and used her telekinesis to lift the arrow, as it burrowed itself into a tree. Simple telekinesis and flight was easy for her, well, for the moment. She brought it to her hands, her eyes dimply illuminated and the transparent area around the arrow indigo. Once she clenched it in her right hand, the magic had stopped, and she look at Natasha, "Usama and I know what occurred, the accusations against Scarlet Witch and the Sokovia Accords. We know how Tony Stark had betrayed you guys, though many claim this to be the opposite, as I see it-It was at the fault of Tony Stark and his team, therefor, I'd rather be on the side of what I support rather then something that I-myself am not," Xera explained, carefully watching Natasha with gently, yet stern eyes.
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Post by Tals on Jun 20, 2017 17:14:42 GMT -5
hey lynx- ill reply a bit later tonight hun~ gtg))
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Post by Rivermagic on Jun 20, 2017 17:30:13 GMT -5
Rei was about to kiss on him some more, especially since it was hard to just do nothing anyway. They winced a little, feeling his chin bonk their nose like that. Then they looked up to see the world crashing down on them. They widened their eyes at the sight of the droids, and literally froze up, having ice coat over them like armor. They grit their teeth while trying to scramble around and avoid getting crushed.
They knew Borya could handle their own, it was Alonya that was practically the weak link. They narrowed their eyes as they leaped through the air, kicking about to try sending ice to freeze over any circuits. They grinned wickedly while trying to punch and kick about. Of course that wasn't deterring them anyway.
It wasn't long for Rei to be hoisted up into the air, letting out a bloodcurdling screech of frustration. It was all they could do try try getting free. Heights terrified them anyway.
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Post by Tals on Jun 21, 2017 10:57:02 GMT -5
Brows arching, Natasha stared her down for a long moment before she gave a nod that appeared she was confirming the idea they could help. Soon appearing at her side was Clint, the blonde standing upright and looking between the duo. "More help eh?" he asked, almost reluctantly before he gave a pout. "Theres too many kids!" to which, Natasha elbowed his frame and sighed.
"These kids come from the same school as Alyona, Logan and Rei. They're here to help, and from what I gather they're pretty powerful too," she stated before looking towards Xera and Usama. "We'll take you to the house and barn. Currently, Mr. Rogers is busy with a few errands, but he should be back shortly. In the meantime, we can chitchat about what you guys did to travel such a long distance."
Usama then sent a glance to Xera, a brow arching upwards as he pursed his lips. Well that seemed easy..
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Borya felt his eyes roll back, Alyona having already fainted in the grasp of the droid and the siblings not able to do anything more. By the time they would arrive on land, it was about an hour or so later, and they were deposited upon the ground of an office room. Well- at least Borya was. The man was up and stumbling, trying to slam into the door to try and escape but it appeared that it didn't even happen. Instead, a droid had zapped him and left a nasty black and purple mark with veins that had slightly miscolored under his pale skin. His eyes were narrowed, body sliding down the door before the servo grabbed his shirt collar and dragged him down the hallway.
Where was Rei? Where was Alyona? His head tilted upwards, staring at the droids behind him. One dragged Rei the same way it did Borya, and the other dragged Alyona by the foot, her body facedown and a small smear of red being followed after her. What in the world had even happened to them? How long were they out? Why were they- his heart felt as it stopped beating, hearing the familiar heavy Korean voice.
"Well... I'm glad our guests showed up in time. I hope you treated them well?" Bonhwa was smirking devilishly at them, Borya's head rearing and glaring at the man.
"What happened to Alyona and Rei?!" he spat out, Bonhwa rolling his eyes and sighing.
"What a guard dog. Whatever my droids did, was to keep them in line. Is that too much to ask for?" Bonhwa huffed, coming over to the smaller Russian sibling before he gently nudged her with his foot. "She's still alive. As for your... Partner? I can't say for sure. Heights are quite the terrifying thing. They might've succumbed to their fear before arriving." Walking, Bonhwa snapped his fingers and released the trio. "But you're not my business anymore. Mr. B would like to speak with you."
Borya went wide eyed as the droids stepped out of the way and he twisted to stare at the business man. They were in deep trouble now.
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Post by Rivermagic on Jun 21, 2017 13:02:53 GMT -5
Rei had easily fainted once they expended their energy the way they did. When they came to, instinct kicked in the moment they touched the ground. That was when they screeched out ferally and tried to coat them with ice. Of course that resulted in getting knocked in the head, making them slump to the ground to be dragged around by the droid. How typical. They went limp as a ragdoll, grumbling as they were trying to get a bearings of what happened.
When they got dropped onto the ground, they groaned from the impact. Great, what a lovely way to find themselves in. They rolled onto one of their sides with a grunt before trying to sit up. The pain in their head said otherwise. They swore softly and grit their teeth to try getting a hold of themselves. They felt blood running down the side of their head, hopefully it just broke skin, nothing felt broken, or at least not yet.
They glanced to see the others, widening their pale eyes at Alyona before crawling over to her since their legs were weak from the shock of flying. "Aly..." they looked over to Borya and bit their lip hard, feeling bad for not going to him firstly. They had only assumed that he was okay for now.
From the smug Korean voice, they looked over to see that Bonhwa was gracing them with his presence. "Did you miss us?" they asked, hoping to at least mock him to frustration, "You sure put a lot of effort into bringing us back..." they tensed at the mention of a third party. They weren't his business anymore? Great, that meant they were disposable to him. So much for seduction.
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Post by SCP-049 on Jun 22, 2017 0:51:32 GMT -5
William 'B' Chavilier
โขHierarchy's Kingโข
The wait was stellar, but B. focused on the important aspects of the visit: Drinks. Having his little lackey go brew up some tea- and some hot chocolate for himself- the kramilid went back to his desk to await the arrivals. By the time he heard the familiar buzz of the droids, he already had a tray of mugs and beverages.
The first to appear was the male half of his set- albeit bruised- so he gave a small smile; unlike his usual demeanor, it was the most human-like expression he'd done in awhile. The other would arrive soon after.
Of course, the anger was justifiable, so B. refrained from exerting his abilities just yet; there was beauty in subtlety, and he wanted to do this right. Persuation was, in essence, a long process. As if on cue, the two other droids deposited two more guests, and B. sighed slightly. "Oh dear..." However, his polite tone stayed the same "Greetings, my apologies for the...sudden upheaval. Care for some tea? Hot chocolate? Personally, I prefer the latter. I just want to...converse...I didn't do much of that at the Gala."
Zenmaka-Twiga
โขAfrican Goddess of Rebellion and Thieveryโข
"...You two are too nice, you know that, right?" The mental tease held warmth, and was dissipated with a small chortle. At least the calm atmosphere helped with her bout of meditation; the calm allowed her magic to finally calm down. Allowing one last pat, Zen righted herself and yawned, the purple mist surrounding her body as she morphed back to normal. In those few seconds of vulnerability, she didn't notice the drone's pass. "Ah, much better..." Kicking out a hoof, and then another with a pop, she smirked slightly. "Thank gods for the sheer amount of space, eh?"
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Post by Tals on Jun 22, 2017 10:25:43 GMT -5
Bonhwa simply chuckled towards Rei, shaking his head and mumbling as he passed by, "He's more pleasant than I would be. You're lucky." He however, came to a stop and crouched down to gently turn over the female sibling and gave a soft frown. He could see why Borya was upset. Bonhwa would have a talk with his droids later- and melt down the one that did the damage. Reaching into his suit pocket, he pulled out a hankerchief and gently set it over her face smeared away the red blood from her nose and lips before he got up and stalked out of the room.
Borya simply shuffled to sit back beside Rei and Alyona, glaring heatedly at B. "N-no nothing I don't want anything I just want to leave and be in peace," he growled at B, eyes narrowed dangerously as he hissed slightly. It was the faint recognition- his heart throbbed slightly when he heard Alyona slightly stir.
She had one black eye, head lifting and her nose slightly crooked, with a swollen cheek and dried blood from her nose and mouth. Her brows furrowed, trying to place where she saw B before she growled slightly. "I-I spoke to you at the inauguration..." Her hand slid out, reaching and grabbing Rei's hand as she used her brother's leg to weakly push herself up. "I didn't expect a friend to pick me up so soon. Miss me?"
Borya meanwhile looked at Rei with a look of concern. It looked as though they weren't going to get out at any time soon. So what plan could they make? It appeared Alyona had already met Mr. B before, so it could go smoothly- especially if he has interest in her more than him and Rei. It was something they could use to their advantage.
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Carieann and Colmac smiled up at the massive being, a quiet thank you coming from the sister and Colmac flushing pink as he glanced away slightly. They watched her revert back to her normal form, their brows quirking in almost the same manner before they turned and lifted their heads about. Yeah- otherwise you might have gone crazy from the lack of space huh? Colmac mused, while Carieann added from her side, If that didn't happen then I suppose you might be like Colmac- stir crazy!
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Post by Rivermagic on Jun 22, 2017 10:38:28 GMT -5
Rei knew perfectly well that this was going to be anything but a civil conversation. After all, one doesn't just kidnap in order to converse. The looked over to the other man as Bonhwa walked off. Damn, why did all of these guys have to be handsome? It would have been easier to hate someone if they were just plain hideous. Of course they couldn't have that kind of luck. It was all Rei could do to not get flustered at the situation.
At least they knew better than to up and try flipping this guy off. That wouldn't go well for anyone. They looked to Alyona before putting an arm around her shoulders to keep her close in case this conversation turned south. They already had faint bits of frost coating over their skin as a bit of light armor. So she had words with this hunk? Great, maybe she would be the one to get them out of this mess. Knowing their luck, it was always a coin toss when partnering up with these siblings. The best they could do was just hope none of them made a wrong move.
They sighed and leaned their head against Borya, glad to have him as a rock of sorts. They could use his strength, and they made a mental note to try keeping him safe like they always did with Alyona.
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Post by ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐จ on Jun 22, 2017 15:14:40 GMT -5
Xera ~ Tals
Xera nodded, despite her doubts, she decided she should give this a shot. They got this far, and it seemed to be going well so far. She quickly looked at Usama and nodded, "Alright, sounds like a plan," Xera murmured, and waited for Clinton and Natasha to guide them. Whenever the comment was made of how they got there however, she stopped, and looked at Usama, biting her tongue before speaking once more, "Usama can explain it to you better then I can," Xera finally decided, walking once more, and clenching her jaws as she gave off yawn. Ever sense hey left the school, she hadn't slept much at all, often staying up nights just to attempt to guard their safety. Despite her tired physique, she continued to follow them, looking at Usama, "Thanks again Usama, I'm sorry that you had to leave the school because of me," she muttered guiltily, but went silent, deciding to leave the matter, but she did feel bad for Usama regardless, he was her friend after all.
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Post by SCP-049 on Jun 22, 2017 15:33:52 GMT -5
William 'B' Chavilier
โขHierarchy's Kingโข
There wasn't much that the kramilid could gather from the current situation, but he did have a slight gauge at where he stood amongst them. Naturally, the guests had picked up on his 'unfortunate alliance', which he'd have to factor in if he'd get anywhere. However, that would bring forth problems he didn't want to address in words just yet.
'They are guests,' he reminded himself with a small mental sigh. 'Give them a narrow set of choices...Then break them.' He caught the last few motions of Bonhwa before he exited, which raised some intrigue. The voices in his head made a mental note.
The words exchanged were not reflected in his demeanor; he, instead, started to poor some hot chocolate for himself in a dark brown mug. "Well, can't a friend miss another? It's only natural to do so; with all the ruckus happening, I just wanted to...check in." He addressed Alyona as he brought up the mug, sipping quietly as an eyebrow raised. With a little purr to his voice, persuasive ability seeping through, he added. "This is all a great misunderstanding. Please, do make yourself at home; I am not here to bring harm to any of you." The 'genuine' tone laced it's way in as he addressed the group. "At least let me offer you something to drink, Darlings."
Zenmaka-Twiga
โขAfrican Goddess of Rebellion and Thieveryโข
The laugh that erupted from Zenmaka's lips, rough at the edge from prolonged verbal silence, was full of amusement. With all the stress and tension surrounding this storm of chaos, it felt good to just laugh again. "You got that right; good thing giraffes aren't the most violent creatures around...What would I do? Flip people into the air?"
The sheer thought made her giggle mischievously, but she kept that to herself. "That's impossible though...But I'm sure whatever your brother does when 'stir crazy' is a fun experience." Zen raised an eyebrow, the easy smile staying on her face.
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Post by Tals on Jun 22, 2017 18:22:16 GMT -5
Usama Saab Nejem :
The Syrian man had come to a pause in his little trekking after the two agents, his head swiveling and looking down at his friend. A smile then formed, his hand raising and pushing back his dark colored hair before sighing softly. "There's nothing to apologize for... I had just finished my classes anyways, so I would be stuck waiting for your classes to end each day," he admitted softly, his head twisting this way and that. "Besides, we're living in a country that's being ruled by a former Hydra leader- I couldn't let you travel all by yourself. I know you've got the strength to do that, but there are other mutants that could be more powerful than Professor Xavier, and I didn't want you to face them all alone."
His voice dropped slightly, his head turning and his eyes widening as he spluttered something in his native tongue. It was something along the lines of, "ุชูู ูู.. ุงุซููู ุฃุฑุฌู ุฒุฑุงูุฉ." His eyes went wide and he spun, gently grabbing Xera's shoulders and exclaiming in English, "That's a two legged giraffe!" and thus, he pointed to Zen, and the two twins casually sitting down in the grass below her. Of course, his attention was quickly brought back to Natasha and Clint, the duo coming back with more ounce of suspicion that needed.
"The house was broken into. How many more are there?" Natasha demanded. Clint readied his bow, glaring them down and looked ready to take them on when a large, blonde brute stepped between them.
"okay bird-brain and spider," Blazkowicz's American accent stood out moreso than the others. It was old, and deep, something to that of a man who fought in the war longer than anyone should have. "They're just kids. We need to calm down."
Alyona and Borya Aliyev:
Alyona let her body relax into the person holding her upright, her eye watching B. with a look that said she wasn't fully sure. As though she knew that B. was at Johann's inauguration, it does not mean he was linking arms with the man. Business was business, and it seems he wasn't in any move or hurry to harm them. Ideally, he was also rather kind to her at the time. He could be working to bring down the massive empire behind the scenes... Slowly, her minty green hue closed before it shifted to her brother, the man gripping Rei close as he glowered at the business man before looking at his sibling.
Unknowingly, her powers activated, and ultimately she reached forward and gripped her brother's massive hand. "He's.... Trustworthy," she lied, her head turning slightly to look at the man behind the desk. "If I may press, he wasn't the one who forcefully dragged us away from our home... He is only offering to help us with drinks, no matter how it may be," she told them quietly. Shifting, Borya reached forward to grab her and pull her back.
"Alyona- ะั ะดะตะนััะฒะธัะตะปัะฝะพ ัะตะปะตะฒะพะน ะผัะถัะธะฝะฐ, ะฟัะธะฒะตะปะฐ ะฝะฐั ััะดะฐ ะฟัะพัะธะฒ ะฝะฐัะตะน ะฒะพะปะธ ะธ ะฟัััั ัะพะฑะพั ะะฐะผ ะฑะพะปัะฝะพ?!" He exclaimed, her frame jerking away from his grasp as she numbly stood up.
"ะะพ ะบัะฐะนะฝะตะน ะผะตัะต ะพะฝ ะฝะต ะฟะพะฟััะฐัััั ัะฑะธัั ะผะตะฝั ะฒ ะผะพะตะผ ัะฝะฐ ะะพัั," She snapped back. Borya's face twisted to a painful grimace, and his eyes flooded with a look of hurt. He flinched away, retreating into Rei as he watched his sibling numbly stand up and grip the edge of B.'s desk. "I'm here- they can go..." she told him softly, tenderly gripping the cup of tea and maintaining eyecontact with the powerful Kramilid.
Sweeney Twins:
yes! Flip them as high in the air as you can! Roar! Colmac thought enthusiastically, limbs flailing as he flopped backwards and laughed softly. However, his ears pricked and his body rolled over, eyes widening at the sight of the two newcomers before the sudden change in Natasha and Clint. Caireann still hadn't picked up on her sibling's change in behavior, as she was smiling and giving a soft giggle. I guess it depends on who you ask. If you ask females, then maybe... If you ask his buddies, they might say he runs off and lets out steam, but if- She stopped, flailing slightly as she was shoved over by her brother.
The female rolled onto her belly, eyes widening as she saw the sudden tension between the agents as they suddenly readied their weapons upon the two teenagers. Natasha looked vastly upset, and Clint looked ready to pull the string back on his bow. However, Blazkowicz stepped between them.
ะั ะดะตะนััะฒะธัะตะปัะฝะพ ัะตะปะตะฒะพะน ะผัะถัะธะฝะฐ, ะฟัะธะฒะตะปะฐ ะฝะฐั ััะดะฐ ะฟัะพัะธะฒ ะฝะฐัะตะน ะฒะพะปะธ ะธ ะฟัััั ัะพะฑะพั ะะฐะผ ะฑะพะปัะฝะพ - Do you really trust the man brought us here against our will and let the robot Hurt You?
ะะพ ะบัะฐะนะฝะตะน ะผะตัะต ะพะฝ ะฝะต ะฟะพะฟััะฐัััั ัะฑะธัั ะผะตะฝั ะฒ ะผะพะตะผ ัะฝะฐ ะะพัั- At least it does not try to kill me in my sleep Borya.
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Post by ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐จ on Jun 22, 2017 18:38:38 GMT -5
(Who was Clint glaring at, the twins or Xera and Usama? Just curious so I can write my response accordingly.)
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Post by Tals on Jun 22, 2017 18:57:39 GMT -5
Xera and Usama sorry ~ ))
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Post by ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐จ on Jun 22, 2017 19:33:21 GMT -5
Xera grinned as Usama spoke to her, offering a kind smile in return, yes, I see Usama," she said gently as they passed the twins, waving gently. Yet when Natasha and Clint became hostile, she lifted some rocks into the air, guiding them in front of her, ready to use them. An aura of indigo surrounded each rock, and emitted from her eyes. When the man came up however, she calmed a bit, but the rocks remained. She warily watched each of them with narrowed eyes, what was happening?
(Sorry it's short, anyways, I forgot it in her form, but Xera can form small shields out of her 'magic' as well, along with magic blasts, I may or may not have included it, and sorry if I didn't.)
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Post by Tals on Jun 22, 2017 19:48:40 GMT -5
That's okay; I understand she's like Raven from Teen Titans?))
Usama watched for one long moment, his lips pursing slightly. The man standing in front of them was acting as a buffer between the agents, and them. For one long moment, silence and the thickening tension arose through the air before the narrowing of Natasha's eyes. Clint looked more pressed, his arrow trying to press around the older man and towards the two of them.
"Blazkowicz- they could have planned an attack against us- Alyona, Borya, and Rei are missing," Natasha begun in a growling warning tone.
Blazkowicz stood taut, his hand ready and aimed to grab his own weapon of choice. "If anyone would have come through the woods, we would have seen a shift in the scenery," he countered bitterly.
"They have mutants that can turn teleport" Clint countered.
"We would have heard the-" Blazkowicz jerked slightly, the arrow having been released and aiming for Xera when Usama quickly jumped in the way and took the hit into his shoulder. It didn't take long for Blazkowicz to immediately tackle Clint, the larger man quickly overtaking the archer while Usama used his uninjured arm and used a side kick to blast air away from Natasha when she tried to move. Natasha flew back, landing harshly onto the dirt and skidding across the ground while Usama turned to face anyone else that dared to approach.
"Would you all listen to me?!" Blazkowicz's voice roared out, causing Clint and Natasha to flinch despite the differences in their locations. "I've been hunted down in my own world- and I've had to hide in fear right below the enemy's nose! If I know anything about this group, its that its made up of capable men and women who know how to fight for themselves, and the fact that they would alert others if it was another person. These are just kids."
Usama looked serious, having pulled the arrow from his shoulder and the wound closing up immediately before his brows furrowed slightly. That's what the issue was. Looking to Xera, his brows slowly relaxed as his voice lowered, "They're tense over the people hunting them."
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Post by ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐จ on Jun 22, 2017 21:09:52 GMT -5
"Part of me is losing my patience though Usama," Xera said, her eyes narrowing. "They could have killed one of us over assuming, and yet we're the children?" Xera snapped her voice firm. "We've been on the run, and risked our lives just to get here and you dare accuse us?", Xera had her eyes locked on both of them, the rocks rising even more. She didn't have complete control over her power, and her emotions being as bad as they were, her powers became a bit...out of control.
She was calm before, but when Clint fired an arrow into Usama, and was aiming it toward her, she became outraged. "We come here offering our help, and we are treated like this. I'm warning that if you hurt my friend anymore I'm personally going to-" she stopped, noticing the rocks behind her and took a deep breath, glaring at Clint and Natasha. The rocks dropped though, from the air, and she crossed her arms, walking back over to Usama and watching both of them warily.
(So, this post was more to explain her lack of control, that she is still learning of this power she has. Anywho, she kind of is a mix between Raven from Teen Titans and Scarlet Witch, but she doesn't exactly have manipulative abilities or teleportation or portal making.)
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Post by SCP-049 on Jun 23, 2017 1:02:04 GMT -5
William 'B' Chavilier
โขHierarchy's Kingโข
B watched quietly; observing even the slightest of movements for anything he could exploit. It was ingrained in him to do nothing but that, and it aided him well in his endeavors. Of course, the sheer thought of him being 'on their side'would cause at least one objection; B gazed at the remaining two with interest, eyebrows furrowing in concern. B's eyes darted again to survey the injuries, eyebrows furrowing further in thought. While they were brought in alive...The damage was done; hopefully those imbecilic droids would be dealt with, or he'd have to take matters into his own hands.
If there was one thing B didn't like to be, then it was violent.
"...Oh dear.' The power receded with the sudden outburst from the siblings, and he took a small step forward once Alyona retracted from her group; inwardly, he was smiling triumphantly, but he had to stay neutral. Besides, he was at the disadvantage here, especially since he had no idea what was said. "I'm sorry if-" He started, running a hand through his hair. "If I did something wrong...You all have the right to be mad at me; i'd explain myself, but the walls have eyes and ears." He gave an earnest smile as he returned Alyona's gaze, before turning to Borya and Rei. "If it would help, I could ask for some medical aid- not people, of course, but a kit...or something."
Zenmaka-Twiga
โขAfrican Goddess of Rebellion and Thieveryโข
Zenmaka's head whipped around at the sound of a specific word, which she could only associate with herself unless she was in a zoo or in the wild. Well, the latter was technically where she was, but giraffes aren't that common here, if not at all. She didn't recall the voice at all, but she raised her hand behind her in a lazy wave. "...Huh."
She, however, did nothing else to address the situation; she was busy, and she liked to put all of her attention on one thing when she could.
The slight changes in behavior made Zenmaka reciprocate in the most calm way she could; she did, however, juggle the light attitude with it as well. At least the twins were comfortable, so she could also let her guard down as well. Listening to them converse reminded her of family, anyway; an inkling inside her reminded her that she could be the same-
The thought snapped with the sudden spike of magic, and the subsequent tackle. The latter, probably a jest from Colmac, was not what concerned her; the former, which she saw when she whirled around to view the newcomers gain, caused some wariness. "Woah woah woah, what the hell did you do?!" Voice raising, and gaining a sharp edge, Zen addressed the group with folded arms. The question wasn't directed at anyone per say, but the goddess looked angry.
King T'Challa
โขBlack Pantherโข
Coming soon lol
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Post by Tals on Jun 23, 2017 20:59:13 GMT -5
That's actually a brilliant idea Lynx. Wow- Xera is pretty awesome cx
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Usama gently took Xera's shoulder, his eyes searching the group then and his lips pursing. His voice lowered to a whisper, his brows furrowing as he jumped slightly from Zen's loud voice. "I think that blonde man they call Blazkowicz... Was protecting us," he told her quietly, watching as Natasha stared wide eyed at Xera and then at the rocks. His head inclined towards the large brute, who slowly got up from Clint and his head raised to address Zen in a calm manner. He looked as though yelling- or an angry goddess- didn't really phase him, his face set and his lips pressed to their usual thin line.
"Clint and Natasha were going to attack the kids," he explained, snatching Clint's bow from his grasp and walking over to usher the two kids. Usama had gently taken Xera's hand, pressing his thumb pad gently to the curve of her knuckles and rubbing in a soothing manner to hopefully calm her nerves. "Natasha reports that the Russian siblings are missing and so is Rei," he added, seeing the twins get up and run over to Blazkowicz.
Even if the two didn't admit it, they saw Blazkowicz as a father figure. So, when they saw him protecting someone, they automatically trust his judgement in whoever it was he was protecting. Colmac went to Usama right away, and Caireann came to a stop before Xera and their big hues were wide. "T'ey're okay Zen!' Colmac called behind him, his Irish accent coming out thick and heavy compared to that of his Syrian counterpart.
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Alyona looked at B, her gaze breaking away from him when he looked at her brother and Rei. Really, there was nothing else that was said aside from the silence that dared to echo in their ears. "It wasn't you B," her soft voice clarified, the look of recognition in her face as she turned around to look at Borya. There was an unspoken glare between the two- and although Borya had somewhat, started anew, he got his memories back through painful situations that were almost like before.
He knew what scar Alyona had where, and he knew he was the one who caused them. Not that he'd admit it aloud, though he probably should sooner or later. As the familiar look of pure hatred reentered his dark evergreen hues as the remaining Aliyev siblings stared each other down in a silent western showdown. It was Borya who was the first to break away, and his eyelids fluttered for a brief second. His lips curled back slightly, a quiet sigh escaping his nose.
"I believe, I am quite fine. The only person you should attend to is Alyona," he spoke evenly, though his hot searing gaze was once again settling on his sibling.
Slowly, her chin tilted upwards, a soft expanse of her diaphragm exposed and the pink flesh of her scar now exposed to the world as if to serve a reminder to her brother as to what he did. When she didn't speak right away, she slowly settled to let one palm rest on the desk and take her other hand to raise the cup of tea and give a small sip. If her brother wanted to fight right now- she would, but it appeared he was holding himself back. Alyona's eyes shifted to Rei then, seeming to confirm her suspicions that it was only because Rei was there.
(T'Challa is waiting to pounce into action my dude)
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