chill out

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insynchwithyou:

Hearing the laughter and clapping that followed his own ditty, Everett took a dramatic bow and raised back up with a large grin on his face. But he watched as the other an formed something in his hand and held it out for Everett to take. His pearly white teeth shone as he accepted the trophy, holding it flat in his palm as he laughed as well. “I’ll treasure it until I can’t anymore,” he promised through a few chuckles. “Thank you and thanks for showing off a bit for little ol’ me.” Sure enough the ice trophy was already beginning to melt in his warm hand, and Bobby’s compliment only added to the warmth in him. “Most people call me Everett, but ‘adorable’ is one I could get used to.”

He sighed internally at himself for the short time his appreciation lasted, but again, there was no one worth melting for right now. Bobby’s abilities were unique, and he loved the extent of what he could do and what he’d be able to do. Everett had a contagious smile, and Bobby hated that his face may hurt from all of this smiling. “At least that’s a memory to have, right?” Bobby tried to spin negatives into positives, and it either worked or didn’t work. “No problem, you’ll have to return the favor. And I’m sure when you have control you’re exceed my expectations.” First impressions were everything, and Bobby liked to think he was on the right path. “Nice to meet you Everett. I’ll probably switch the names, leaving you wondering.” He shrugged, moving to sit in the nearest seat. “I’m Bobby. Sometimes I go by Frosty depending on how I feel about the other person who is saying it. Is that a good fun fact?”

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insynchwithyou:

“Luckily for you, I have just the number,” Everett declared, extending his free hand out towards the rain and shutting his eyes. He took a deep breath only to sing out, “Old MacDonald had a farm–ee-ai-ee-ai-ohhh~!” When he finished he flashed a grin before laughing a bit at himself, lowering his hand casually to his side again. He stepped a bit closer to the other guy to watch as a blue glow came over pale hands and the rain around them promptly crystalized. Everett’s eyes and lips widened in pure fascination. “Whoa…” he whispered. “That is sweet.”

Bobby’s eyes widened at the actual singing that went down, trying to contain the laughter with his hand until it was impossible. He had to clap, but why not be extra. Bobby imagined a pair of hands brought together in a clapping formation with ice, and within 20 or so seconds it fully formed following his own clapping. “This is proof I’m impressed and entertained.” It appeared like a small trophy in the palm of his hand that he handed off to him. “This will probably melt quickly but..I hope this is something.” Bobby wished he could be this happy about his own abilities as he was still losing the mentality that he didn’t need to hide and hate his abilities any longer. “You’re adorable.” Bobby said while letting the last few icedrops fall to the ground.

jcelmago:

“Right? I feel like that’s the best thing about being here. It’s nice to know there are others like us, you know? The world feels less lonely and all that mushy shit.” He pressed his lips together and smiled softly. “Sage advice. When did you get so wise?” J.C. watched Bobby at work, the corner of his lips rising as he did. “Oh yeah? Sounds like a bet. Winner buys lunch.” He knew he was going to lose but he just loved talking shit.

“For a second there I thought you were going to give a speech. If it makes you feel any better, I knew it would be perfect.” He added with another smile, but this time, turning into a toothy grin. “Listening to Professor X at times actually helped when I wanted to.” Without needing to hear anymore, Bobby lightly pumped his fist at the realization that his lunch was going to be paid for. He pulled out his arms to two opposites ends, with one in front of J.C. and another further away and formed a large enough mound of ice for them to hide behind. “This ice should stick long enough to see who gets hit the most. There’s about 10 handfulls in there...I think...still trying to control amounts...there’s a lot of assuming.” He winked at J.C. before running the opposite direction to the other ice mound. “When you’re ready. Just yell and the true Elsa will come to light.”

noah-byler:

Noah nodded, “It was loud enough to be annoying.” He looked at the other, “Yeah, your aim kind of sucks.”

Bobby was too much of a honest guy to not agree the statement made was a great comeback. “I honestly can’t argue with you because that response was perfect.” He chuckled, leaning against the chair where he’d been throwing the snow. “So you can do better?”

#convo #convo:noah

thefastermaximoff:

Pietro gasped. “I expected more trust from my roommate.” There was a roll of his eyes. “Yes, but our deal only applies to our own snacks. These might have been someone else’s–therefore they do not apply. Clearly. If I were to have eaten them, of course.” Which he absolutely did not. “It was cold that day. Anyone’s hands could have been frozen.” Pietro replies with a shrug and a wave of his hand. “It just happened to be beneficial to us.”

“What’s the fun when you’re able to tell what I’m going to do or think - absolutely nothing.” Their dynamic was one he didn’t understand, but he did know they were roommates that were pretty playful and witty with their banter. He did also love Pietro’s hair, mostly because he wished he’d be able to pull it off. “We still going with you not eating them? Will it makes you happy if I play along - your happiness is..mostly important to me.” He teased, nudging him roommate while he was it. “So, have you caused in more trouble today or are you just getting started? I’m cool with either one but I’d love to be involved.”

#convo #convo:pietro

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insynchwithyou:

“See, I feel like you totally underestimated that possibility. I could be trying to float like Mary Poppins…” He did his very worst attempt at sounding indignant and cracked a slightly more prominent smirk than before. “Well… I think so. I’m not sure…. Wait you can freeze water? That’s awesome! Can I see?” he asked before considering whether or not that was a rude question to ask or not.

“You have to sing while you’re in the air, otherwise you aren’t using your abilities correctly.” He teased, putting his arms into a fold while watching the scenery around them. Bobby was terrible at focusing on just one thing, when even his abilities required him to be aware when he needed to be. “I’m still working on being a total badass, but yeah, I can show you what I can do.” Putting his arms to his side he stepped closer to the underpass blocking the rain and once again extended his arms like he always had done. The blue light came from his hands while he imagined the rain forming into ice that started to rain on the ground. He limited it to just the area in front of them and maybe a few feet around that but he didn’t want to tire himself out just showing someone what he could do. “Yeah, I’m still not sure how I’m able to do it - but I can do more. Pretty much my imagination comes into play.”

jcelmago:

“No, no. I like seeing you use your abilities. Honestly, I like watching everyone showcase what they can do.” If he hadn’t met his circus family, J.C. would have forever believed he was some sort of freak. It was nice to meet others like him, people he could relate to. “Thanks for that. You’d just think after being here for two years, I’d figure this shit out but asi es la vida, right?” With a grin that only grew as he watched Bobby toss the snowball, J.C. rubbed his hands together. “Sure but you do know you will lose, right? As long as you’re okay with that then I’m down.”

“It is pretty cool. It’s overwhelming at times and it’s fucking great to see what the fuck people can do.” Bobby had kept his abilities hidden from others most of his life, and it was ironic that his own sexuality was something that was more accepted other than his mutant abilities. “Nah. Don’t try to figure it out and you’ll save yourself some time.” He loved to learn and treat every day like it was his first. “Okay, I totally might be able to do this.” There were buckets on the ground, and Bobby had to concentrate to fill two with snow but after several minutes of pushing himself like he needed to use the force. The buckets were filled with the perfect temperature for the snow to stick together. “You can’t be someone whose an ice master.”

noah-byler:

Noah was busy working on his school work when he got distracted by someone in the room making some kind of noise. “I don’t want to be rude but I’m almost positive there are other places you could be besides here?”

Bobby had a habit of being unaware of the people around him. He had been making snowballs and attempting to aim in the fireplace but had many failed attempts that made noise against the wood. “Wait..was it really that loud?” Bobby finally looked at the snow around the fireplace. “Wow..I really need to work on my aim too.”

#convo #convo:noah

thefastermaximoff:

“There were donuts in the kitchen. I say were because someone ate them. Not me, of course. But someone.”

“There’s no way in hell I believe you. I’m also very offended none were brought to me. I thought we had a deal here. ” He shook his head. “This sounds very similar to when I “didn’t” freeze the guy’s hands together for a moment so we could eat for free that one time. Total coincidence.”

#convo #convo:pietro

jcelmago:

“Meanwhile, us South Americans freeze at the mere mention of a wind chill.”He laughed softly. “Someday, I’ll be as cool as you, Drake. Today is not that day.” He watched the other as the ice wrapped around his arm and no matter how many times J.C. had been exposed to others like him, he couldn’t help but feel amazed by it all. “Too cool, man. Procrastinate, he says. You’re a bad influence. I like it.”

“I should stay where I am because seeing me using my abilities may not help.” There were days he wished he could control others feeling his coldness, and maybe there was but again, it doesn’t sound possible. “Well, you just gotta work your way and you’ll get there. It just may take time.” Within seconds, the ice faded off his arm and it was back to normal. “What’s the fun in doing what you’re supposed to with school. Besides, it can totally wait. I have a fun idea.” Bobby formed a snowball in his hand and quickly tossed it as far as he could. “So, you up for a snowball fight?”

-CHARACTER INFO-

-B A S I C S-

Name: Robert Louis "Bobby" Drake

Nicknames: Bobby, Iceman

Age: 19

Birthdate: December 3rd

Birthplace: Long Island, NY

Gender: Male

Orientation: Homosexual

Pronouns: He/Him/His

Profession: Student

-P H Y S I C A L A S P E C T S-

Hair: Brown

Eyes: Brown

Skin: Paler complexion

Piercings: none

Tattoos/Scars: none.

-F A M I L Y-

Siblings: none

Parents: Louis and Madeline Drake

Pets: None

Additional: He hasn’t spoken much with his family since the incident,and is still working on how he’s going to speak with him

-S K I L L S-

Talents: cyrokinesis along with other abiltiies relating to the cold, water, and ice

Hobbies: hiking, running

Occupation: Student

-T R A I T S-

Positive: Social, Truthful, Loyal

Neutral: Blunt,

Negative: impatient, sensitive,

-L I K E S-

Colors: blue + green

Smells: mildew smell

Music: Bayanatos, bachata, cumbia, merengues, salsa, old school salsa

Drinks: Mostly water + Gatorade

-O T H E R D E T A I L S-

Smokes: socially (when drunk)

Drinks: yes (loves it)

Drugs: No

Been Arrested?: Once.

#HC

jcelmago:

What a relief. J.C. preferred being accompanied. “I can go either way. The heat in Colombia is very dry so I love it that way but in the States it’s mostly humid, I’ve learned. Not my favorite.” He grinned at Bobby’s mention of the cold weather. “Confession? I prefer icy conditions anyway. When else could a guy get some ice skating done around here?” J.C. looked over his shoulder at the books he was leaving behind and then let his attention fall completely on his present company. “English Comp. A bore.”

“The benefit of my abilities is being able to walk outside wearing a pair of shorts while people are layered up.” The look he got were hilarious, and he still gets the curious sayings when he’s able to do a polar plunge without needing to move. He smiled back, “You do realize you’re speaking to someone who could freeze the ground to ice for you - right?” He held out his right arm, allowing ice to incase his arm. The extent of this was just one body part of a time while working on two. “Just procrastinate. It’s the easiest thing.”

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insynchwithyou:

Everett let out a sigh when the other guy chuckled and sassed him. His shoulders slumped slightly and he shook his head, but a trace of the faintest smiles appeared on his lips. “Thanks for the encouragement…I think.” He tilted his umbrella back just slightly and turned his body a little in the other’s direction. “How did you know I was trying to stop it?” he wondered, glancing up at the falling rain for a second and then looking back to the brunette.

“Anytime.” Bobby responded as if he was seriously being thanked. He leaned against the nearest wall, looking the other up and down several times. For some reason he found the guy adorable, and he took it up to being able to relate. “You’re standing under an umbrella and yelling. There’s nothing else unless you’re trying to float like Mary Poppins - which would be amazing, actually.” Bobby couldn’t stop the rain, but he could freeze it - maybe? His own imagination was limited, even he knew that but figured there wasn’t too much else he could do. “So can you control water? That’s..pretty similar to me in a way. I do more freezing than flowing.”

jcelmago:

J.C. couldn’t help but chuckle at the other’s words, shaking his head some as he gave the idea some thought only to give in after a few seconds. “You coming with or nah?”

“Coming with, definitely.” Bobby finished the rest of his apple, threw it to the side, and walked next to other. “Funny enough, I actually don’t mind when it’s cold.” His hands slid into his pocket. “What were you studying anyway?”

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Everett got ahold of an umbrella and took a walk out onto the vast field that could otherwise be considered the school’s backyard; although, ‘backyard’ just didn’t seem to do the space justice. As rain fell over it, Everett spent more time wondering if he really did have weather controlling powers like Professor Munroe did. It probably would have been better to talk to her directly about how they worked but he didn’t want to end up pestering her and following her about like a child, so instead, he stood outside and began concentrating to see if he could stop the rainfall. Patience wasn’t exactly a strong suit of his, however, and after less than a minute of nothing happening, he let out an exasperated sigh. “Come on!” he hissed under his breath, before gasping when he realized he wasn’t alone any longer. Attempting to play it off, he straightened up a bit, “Oh..uh… hi. Did you need something?”

Bobby was not one to lecture in controlling his abilities or knowing the extent of them. He was told his abilities did more than he could imagine, but he didn’t see much aside from controlling temperature and ice (and again he keeps being told there’s more to it). Though he lacked control, he loved watching others attempt it. Bobby had been able to control the basics, but not for long periods of time without tiring out. He had been sitting down, apparently out of sight. There must have been some weather controlling ability going because it looked like he was trying to stop the rain. The shout caused him to chuckle a bit, mostly because he understood the frustration. “Yeah, I need you to cut the shit like you just failed in stopping the rain. Don’t worry, man. You’ll get there.” He said, standing up from where he had been sitting.

jcelmago:

J.C. closed his text book and brought his knees to his chest, looking out onto the lawn. “How am I expected to study when the weather is so gosh darn beautiful?”

“No matter the temperature, I’d always choose not to study.” He commented, eating from the apple he snagged not too long ago. “Seriously, you should enjoy it. Studying can wait.”