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Post by anarchyheartless on Jun 23, 2008 20:15:07 GMT -8
Kida listened to them thoughtfully, still flipping through her notebook," I never had a pet.... with my father it was always traveling, and the hotels never allowed any animals..." Kida said sort of offhandedly. She set the notebook next to her and folded her hands and looked at the two of them with a bright smile.
"That sounds fun...playing with your parents I mean..." Kida said, her imaginary home coming into her thoughts again. She could picture it completely, the slightly warn driveway with the few weeds popping out through the stress cracks, the old swing set in the back yard, a house that was just the rights size for a family of three, two bedrooms two baths, one story. With a black roof and dark brown bricks. Kida let out a longing sigh. It was her dream house. Well any house was a dream for her.
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Post by Icefire on Jun 24, 2008 8:38:35 GMT -8
"Thanks, and my powers sort of vary... I can scry, turn into a shadow, and then I have two elemental powers, darkness and shadow. Its kind of a lot to deal with, but I'm working on it." Blair replied. "See, watch!" She held up her hand as it suddenly turned into a dark mist-like substance, now being a shaodow. She held it like that for a few moments, then turned it back. "Its great for pulling pranks and things. What about you, Kida?"
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Post by NiaZen on Jun 24, 2008 9:45:51 GMT -8
ooc: nothing to reply to...>.>
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Post by GIR on Jun 24, 2008 15:25:15 GMT -8
"Creepy, I guess it could be useful..." Art said with a tiny shiver. He piped up after Blair spoke "Yeah, Kida. I think I'd like to know what actually happened earlier on."
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Post by anarchyheartless on Jun 24, 2008 16:24:48 GMT -8
((Well don't worry, once we get up to the school Dien will have to put up with two injured teenagers first off. and they both seem P.O.ed))
Kida smiled slightly, mostly out of embarrassment," It is sort of complicated, but how you put it before pretty much sums it up; I am a weaver of sorts. When I read stuff out loud, and picture it perfectly in my mind, it just shows up. Just like with the wet towel. I can make all sorts of things, even food." Kida smiled slightly, she didn't used to be able to make food, but after three years of training at the school Kida could make food, and even drinks too. "I like to help people, so my gift makes me rather useful." She said with a smile.
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Mat looked at her with obvious worry, and fear, as she started to sing. Mat had seen her magical music in action in her art class before, but never had she had it done to herself.
The song was actually making her hand feel more normal, but the skin was still purple, the swelling had gone down obviously. Suddenly Mat's hand shot up to the side of her head and she started rocking back and forth. It was an ear-splitter. "No...no....no..." She was muttering under breath, the pain in her head was unlike anything most had ever felt, it was like having a migraine after being shot in the head eleven times and not dying. It felt like she had several large holes in her skull that were attracting pain. Tears dripped from her eyes as she experienced the work of her own power, copying another's power. Eevy wouldn't feel anything at all, Mat however is, obviously, being tortured.
When Mat looked up her face was more tear streaked, her face was red with strain and a thin red trail of blood ran from her right nostril. Her breathing was very ragged and she was covered in sweat.
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Post by Icefire on Jun 24, 2008 17:01:25 GMT -8
"Awsome. Thats power could probably be the most useful of all. I mean, if you wanted to buy something expensive, you could just make the money appear! Or maybe you could just make the item appear..." Blair said, the last part halfway to herself. "Yeah, I would probably help people a lot too if I had a power like that.
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Post by anarchyheartless on Jun 24, 2008 18:49:20 GMT -8
"In theory, but it doesn't really work like that, for it it appear, I have to picture it perfectly, even looking at a picture of whatever I want to appear, the image will only appear like I pictured it. I can't make perfect copies of things....yet anyway." Kida said with a humble smile.
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Post by ashiko on Jun 24, 2008 19:10:39 GMT -8
René stood up, looking worriedly at Mat. Then he stepped past Jacob and Amelia and stepped out. He counted two carts down, and started hammering on the door. "Please, open up. I need to speak to Kida!" He was running along side the carriage, hoping slightly that in the situation, the occupants of the carriage wouldn't notice the purple of his eyes when he spoke.
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Post by anarchyheartless on Jun 24, 2008 19:21:59 GMT -8
Kida jumped when someone knocked. She stood and went to it, what could it be? She thought as she opened the door. She has seen the boy around who was on the other side of the room," Can I...help you?" She asked in a confused voice. The carriages were moving after all. She wondered why he needed her.
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Mat made a choking noise and leaned back, her nose still bleeding in a trail down the side of her face. She closed her eyes and suddenly heard...and felt music in the air, in everything. Like it was everything. She opened her eyes and looked at her wrist and suddenly started singing with no words just like Eevy was.
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Post by ashiko on Jun 24, 2008 19:29:23 GMT -8
"Yes," René panted. "Are you Kida? Miss Aria needs bandages. Study ones, long enough for an arm splint! And may I come in?" He was rather curious as to how he was going to get bandages from her. And he wanted to see how.
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Post by NiaZen on Jun 24, 2008 19:40:43 GMT -8
ooc: writers block!! *marks where I am at reading, anyhow...^w^*
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Post by anarchyheartless on Jun 24, 2008 19:51:51 GMT -8
Bandages? What? Kida stepped out of the way and sat down, she pulled her note book out of her pocket and flipped it open to a page with enough room on it, "What for?" She asked as she wrote down the description of the bandages. Questions ran through her head, what kind? Long ones? White or skin colored? What kind of texture? Ace bandages? She wrote it down quickly, reading it over and over again.
"The bandages were all rolled up, all three of them. They were previously used, though still pretty good. Their color was tannish and they were held into their rolls with metal clasps." Kida read it out loud in that annoyingly clear voice. She closed her eyes and thought it, picturing three rolls of ace bandages, with some ling clinging to them with some thread snagged.
When she opened her eyes the three rolls of bandages like she pictured were just....there. Like always. Kida set down her notebook and picked them up and showed them to him," Will these work?" She asked.
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Post by Icefire on Jun 25, 2008 8:43:12 GMT -8
"Woah... thats awsome..." Blair muttered to herself as she watched Kida, fasinated. She wondered what exactly the bandages were for. Had someone fallen off of the carrage? Or maybe gotten in a fight? But she didnt want to ask, because it looked like the person requesting them was in too much of a hurry.
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Post by GIR on Jun 25, 2008 9:56:12 GMT -8
Eevy swore quietly as Mat got her headache. "**** I didn't think about that! Agggh!" She growled to herself. She began trying to think of a solution until Mat began to sing. She froze and realized that was the numbing song she had just sung. "Amazing." She murmured and absentmindedly pulled a tissue out for her face. She came out of it and began to sing a contrapuntal tune for headache quietly. (Which she had memorized with often use)
---- Art sat up as the urgent knocks came. He listened carefully and his eyes widened as he saw Kida in action. "That's awesome!" He said in a hushed voice
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Post by idyllian on Jun 25, 2008 15:22:43 GMT -8
At this point in time Vincent had become very absorbed with what was on his computer screen. A black box flashed upon it once he opened the command prompt screen. He didn’t have enough time, well at least he thought there wasn’t enough time to link up now anyway. After all he had spent the entire time connected to the computer while he was on the train. He really shouldn’t push himself after all he was operating without a firewall at this point, he had been meaning to create the program himself but hadn’t had time between his project and the things his dad had him do for his work.
He looked up deciding to join in on the conversation for awhile. He had never really killed anything living with his powers and he had kept them quiet for the first two years untill he had gotten into the car accident when he was 12. He had been in the passenger seat of a four door hunk of junk not even deserving of the Garmin GPS system it possessed hooked to the cars mainframe shortly after he had retuned from the hospital from the night he had been at his Aunts and gotten electrocuted. That was when he still had the glass eye of course and well a street lamp had disagreed with him.
He shook his head deciding that he had done enough for now slamming the laptop shut before stuffing it back into the bag filled with beaten manuals for Command Prompt coding. He needed to memorize a lot more then he already knew and wasn’t really getting anywhere with the way he was trying to study them. If there was one thing everyone came to know about Vincent it was that he was addicted to his work.
Ethan pulled out to the front of the line stopping for a moment to make sure the trailer was still hooked onto the back of his bike. He looked down at his gloves for a moment staring at his palms. They were starting to get awful worn again, he would have to get another pair by tomorrow if he kept this up. He pulled down on his bangs, green as usual. Maybe there was something else wrong with him...he needed to stop eating Italian that was for sure.
Apollo sighed looking down at the watch on his wrist. What on earth was taking them so long? He hated this weather, he hated having to be alone like this. He couldn’t ride in the carriages, he couldn’t ride with anyone on the train and every time he turned around it seemed like there was someone watching him. Why wouldn’t they just leave him all alone?
He looked down at his watch again as it beeped at him. That was another thing that made him mad. he had to wear this stupid watch everywhere he went because some guy by the name of Banner said it was a good idea. Who did that guy think he was, he wasn’t his dad that was for sure.
He gritted his teeth, breathing deeply in a rushed attempt to keep himself calm. It wasn’t really working as best as he had hoped.
The bike lurched forward leaving the carriages behind it heading up the trail twoards the school. they guy driving him around wasn’t wearing a helmet, what a hypocrite. Why did he have to wear one and the guy with the freakishly bright green bangs didn’t?
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