vendi, vidi, vici

brooke. nineteen. neutral evil. "you have to be smart. the easy days are over."

[celinebolton]

[She nods, her smile fading a little bit.] What are you going to practice on?

[brookemoorfields]

I don't know. Plants and things, I guess.

[estelle-sandoval]

"Well, I can’t condone killing anyone, but do you have some sort of accommodation for you in mind?"

[brookemoorfields]

"Unfortunately no. I was hoping you'd have some sort of an idea."

[celinebolton]

Wow, that’s cool. Has any of it helped you?

[brookemoorfields]

I think so. [She pushes her glasses up higher on the bridge of her nose.] I haven't tried a lot of it yet.

[estelle-sandoval]

Estelle raises her eyebrows. “Well, I’m sure you can practice on objects for the time being. Are you able to control when your power is in use or are you always toxic to the touch?”

[brookemoorfields]

"Yes, for the most part." Brooke shrugs, "Once and a while I can't, but, I think I've gotten the hang of all the ways I can transfer it. It's just difficult to see what the extent of them could be only using plants and mice and things."

[brookemoorfields]

brooke moorfield \\ moodboard 1/?

[musicstomyears]

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[brookemoorfields]

Lana Del Rey - Ultraviolence

Cause I was filled with poison But blessed with beauty and rage

[estelle-sandoval]

Estelle is standing in the warehouse, wrapping her hands in bandages. “Anyone want any training? Advice? A spar?”

[brookemoorfields]

Brooke sits up from her yoga mat and looks over at Estelle. It takes her a minute to shove her pride down her throat before she gets up and makes her way over. "How do I...How do I practice using my powers without, you know, killing anyone?"

[keaghancayne1]

"What group? I have no idea what you’re talking about."

[brookemoorfields]

Brooke rolls her eyes and sighs loud, going back to her computer. "Oh my god, whatever."

[keaghancayne1]

"What the hell does that mean?" He pinches the front of his shirt  and pulls it away from his chest to get air there.

[brookemoorfields]

"It means for how damn big this city is, and for how small of a group we are, it's incredible that I can't seem to go one day without seeing at least one of you out and about somewhere."

[karukaramusic]

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[brookemoorfields]

you've got this heart of stone i'm never breaking through

[rockamara1]

[blythe-harwell]

Blythe is walking through the park with a cup of iced coffee held carefully in her hands. She slows down to a crawl when passing Brooke as she recognizes her face from the warehouse meetings. “Uh— Sorry. Nothing.”

[brookemoorfields]

Brooke glances over to see one of the other girls from the warehouse and lets out a sigh. "I thought you were going to be some homeless guys or something." She flips to the next page of her book. "Sorry." The word is almost an afterthought.

[celinebolton]

Hey, you’re that one girl. [She sits down in the chair in front of Brooke.] What are you reading?

[brookemoorfields]

[Brooke looks up and narrows her eyes slightly upon recognizing Celine.] I'm reading about poisonous animals.

[keaghancayne1]

He looks up from where he’s standing, stretching his legs after a jog. He has earbuds in his ears and he takes one out. “What,” he says back.

[brookemoorfields]

Brooke looks over to see it's one of the people from the warehouse. She lets her eyes roll and sighs, turning back to her computer. "I swear to god, I can't go anywhere without running into one of you guys."

[brookemoorfields]

Brooke sits at a table in the park with a large textbook and her laptop open. She has her glasses on and seems to be reading something intently from her screen when she feels someone's eyes on her. "What?" She says without looking away from the laptop.

[jennerashian]

[brookemoorfields]

the discovery \\ part I

Brooke woke up in a cold sweat. And she immediately frowned, realizing her hair she had taken such precaution to straighten the night before was now completely irrelevant and kinked with waves once more. Sitting up, a kick of nausea went right to her stomach and she groaned, laying back down on her king sized bed.

Something smelled. Like corroding metal and sulfur. With a wrinkle in her nose, Brooke removed the arm resting over her eyes and glanced around. What she saw procured quite the large scream.

"Bryce, god dammit, what have I told you about not closing the cage for your stupid fucking snake?!" She moved away form the coiled creature on her bed and the reptile hissed at her like it was whining for being woken up. Brooke bit back more nausea as she pulled the covers off of her body and got up, walking to the other side of the bed to retrieve the snake. She wiped her forehead with her arm, still sweating, and picked up the creature, holding it as far away from her as possible. With shuffled feet and her perpetual frown, Brooke walked out of her bedroom and down the hall.

She kicked open her younger brother's door without a knock and stormed inside, ready to give him a lecture. But he was gone. A long sigh fell from her mouth and she looked down at the snake. Usually it squirmed a lot more when she tried to move it, but at the moment it was particularly still. "You smell disgusting." She told it as she put him back in his cage, the feeling of wanting to vomit growing stronger. The snake simply flopped inside and continued not to move; Something wasn't right.

Brooke poked it with a hesitant finger, nothing. She prodded its nose, still nothing. Poking it once more with slight force, the snake rolled onto its back, dead. Her eyes grew two sizes larger and she stepped back. Hurriedly she closed the cage and went back to her room, the metallic smell still lingering. Brooke gagged and reached for the hand sanitizer on her bedside table. Lathering her hands in it, she let it dry before taking a can of febreeze and doing a thorough once-over of her room until it smelled like an artificial manufactured garden.

Still sweating and still feeling like hell, she crawled back into bed and prayed the death of her brother's snake was all just a coincidence.