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(sorry this took sooo long Dx)

"Green fire?" Oakley tilted her head in confusion, "I don't think I've ever seen green fire...? Is it like normal fire?" The only fire she can ever really recall seeing was orange and red and yellow and on occassion blue, if the temperature was just right. But green fire? Maybe it was after the extent of the blue flashes of fire? She couldn't remember...after all, fire didn't really help with her abilities. It usually just made her uncomfortable, knowing what the flames could do, and she usually retreated away from the flames. 

(Anywhere my character can hop in?)

(also, i'm going to update on Mikel a bit and add him back into the rp, and I'll also be inserting a new character of mine! )

Mikel had finally made it out of the train station, notably in one piece. He hadn't gotten much more information from the other two people he had found in the station at the time, but he felt maybe it was for the best. After all, he could sense that they had powers too, abilities unlike anyone else, just like he did. And it was safer to not acknowledge the fact than let it out so simply. Though, now, a cold chill in the air made goosebumps rise up his arms and made his hair stand up slightly. It was dark out still, and he could just barely make out the sound of crickets in the suburban area. There wasn't a lot of people out this late, a few couples here and there, some kids walking along the street with their friends, older men that Mikel understood didn't really have any other place to go walked along the street too. But now, he was alone. In his thoughts, he could just barely catch the emotions of those he passed, love and compassion, lust and jealousy, humor and entertainment. He could feel them as they moved towards him, the emotions intertwining with his and causing him to lower his head, not able to look at the passing couples. It wasn't fair, that they got to use their emotions so freely. Couldn't they just shut up?
No. No, they couldn't. And right now wasn't the time to be complaining.
Mikel continued to move forward, wrapping the jacket around him tighter, the hood on his head covering his golden curly hair. Right now, he just needed to get back home. Taking a train to nowhere seemed like a bad idea now.

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Donovan watched the stars in the sky with a calm expression, green eyes trained on a few different ones that tended to twinkle at random moments. He wondered if the were planets instead of stars, but then decided against it. They didn't look like Saturn or Jupiter, plus he figured it would take a good telescope to see that far. If only he could hear the stars. He was sure, with his abilities, he could somehow reach out and move them, just laying down and letting his fingers trail the stars around him. However, they didn't do that. He didn't have those abilities. He did, however, have very VERY sensitive hearing, and sometimes he could see things from a farther distance than most humans could. But he supposed that wasn't his main mutation.
He raised up from his position on the edge of the roof, looking down at the streets below. This building was a tall one, but not the tallest one in their city. This building stood a good two hundred or so feet in the air. He could see some people down below from where he now sat, legs dangling off the edge. They looked smaller, and he couldn't help but laugh. How funny, how small they are. He wondered if they realized that.
Adjusting his shoulders just right, he was able to loosen up the dark brown wings that sprawled from his shoulder blades. They extended a good fifteen feet out together. Each was probably stretched out to maybe seven and a half or more feet at his sides. They were dark brown and speckled in white and black. Some of his feathers became darker at the bottom, where they stretched out the most. When he'd first gotten his wings, he was scared. He had been a young boy then, and he had no idea what they were for. However, his parents had been scientists and had apparently knew this was coming up. That he'd receive these magical wings that they somehow concocted together. After he found that out, he started to wonder if maybe his whole existence and creation was just some weird science experiment. Probably was.
Now he was twenty three and living high in the sky. Literally. He honestly didn't like to stay in one place for too long, who knew what law enforcers would come along and try to run him away or even force him to their station so they could get a good glimpse at his mutations. He didn't hate them, but he hated how he stood out. He tried to hide them as best as possible when he left to exist in public for a short while, whether getting food or just finding a small shelter to stay in, he tried to squish them against his back and let his backpack cover it. It didn't always help, however.
And he'd be damned if he went back to live with that freak again...the one he'd known as his "Father". His father had been the one behind it all. He was cold hearted, cold blooded, and didn't care for no one but himself. His mother had tried to take Donnie away after he found out about his wings, but she eventually...didn't return home one day. It took all Donnie could to not knock his dads teeth down his throat, and instead, left his father's house and never returned.
Now, he was living on the streets of the big ol' city, having the freaking time of his life. Yay...

With a sigh, Donnie laid back down on his back and looked at the stars again. He liked the stars. They were much better than people, anyway.

"No, it's not normal fire, it's more like the heat that comes from rocks, the earth element, and the gases in the atmosphere in the form of fire." Akili shrugged, tucking her hands into the pockets of her hoodie, "I used to have a friend who had that power." Her sharp icy blue gaze distanced slightly as she reminisiced.
Lloyd cracked a lopsided grin at his friend who did not look amused by the whip cream on her face, the result of a prank he had pulled on her. "You look great Kiwi!" He grinned, holding in his laughter.
"Sure I do, I look like my powers just had a glitch." Akili deadpanned and walked closer to where he was sprawled comfortably on the couch. Then an idea struck her and she smirked slightly.
Lloyd gained a concerned look, "Uh, what're you doing?"
"Getting you back for covering my face with whip cream," Akili responded simply before she lunged and knocked him backward, smearing the whipped cream on her hands all over his face and blond hair. A faint smile graced Akili's features.