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pvrkervivs‌:

     Emotions often took control of Parker more than she would like to admit, she found it difficult to manage to hide how she felt no matter how hard she tried. She was an open book, and she always would be.       Nodding and throwing the other girl a thankful smile, she typed out a hasty text to Yongsun asking him to come pick her up. Parker knew her roommate would be finished with classes by now, and she didn’t ever ask him to come get her so she hoped he would grasp the severity of the situation and not be a dick about the whole thing. “I just don’t understand” the dark haired girl sighed, staring at the sent receipt on her message and willing her friend to reply. Looking up as the server arrived, she attempted her best smile but assumed it probably just looked a little wet and pathetic.       Looking back at her new acquaintance, their eyes met and she listened to the others request. “Ah” she began, worrying her bottom lip with her teeth and frowning in apology “Yongie drives a motorbike… so, I don’t think we’d both fit. But I’ll wait with you until you can get a ride. I don’t think anyone should have to be alone right now.” Looking down at her phone, Yongsun still hadn’t read the message and she frowned at the screen momentarily before looking back up at the girl. “I’m Parker, by the way.”

graysan offered the woman a half smile, not able to produce a full smile considering the circumstances. she wished she would’ve just kept her promise, just went straight home after school so that she didn’t have to witness such horrifying acts outside. patsy’s was supposed to be her place, but it was beginning to feel less and less like the place she had cherished from such a young age. she wouldn’t forget this, the face of the mutant was imprinted in her memory.

“i don’t understand either, it’s sick.” she murmured softly, taking a few bites of her french fries right after her server set her plate down in front of her. thankfully, the food relaxed her a little bit, taking her back to simpler times when she begged her parents to go there to eat for lunch on the weekends. 

when she mentioned that her roommate wouldn’t be able to give her a ride, she tried her best to display a reassuring smile, “no, no it’s okay. i appreciate you considering it. and thanks for keeping me some company. i’m probably gonna eat as quick as i can and order an uber or something.” she mentioned, popping a few more french fries in her mouth. “nice to meet you, i’m graysan.”

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animalivm‌:

after another long night in the city & a longer day in classes, adam looked dead to the world as he sat with his head hanging directly over a full coffee. at first the steam & scent of roasted beans had relaxed him, but it’d long gone cold. he was just too tired to do anything about it. the first few times he’d basically slept in these booths, the waitress had a habit of asking him if he needed anything else but she’d gotten wiser the more he came in and nursed a single cup. he assumed as long as he kept leaving tips she wouldn’t ask him to leave.

the pounding on the window jerked him from his daze and his eyes immediately scanned for the source. almost instantaneously, adam was furious. the stopping & arresting of all mutants was bad enough- but add in excessive force & there’s little consoling the former villain. trying to avert his gaze, adam made contact with the woman who sat across from him. he scoffed with exhaustion. “that’s a God damn understatement…” he replied, trying to focus on his coffee again. that lasted for about two seconds. “but fire with fire, right?” adam asked rhetorically as he pushed up from his seat and stormed toward the door, summoning the volume of a howler monkey. “Hey!” his voice was nearly deafening, even to him, and startled the doves, giving him a chance to strike.

his fists found the first doves face as quickly as he could, jolting him with about three hundred volts from an electric eel in the process. not enough to kill, but enough to knock him on his ass. his next move was the strength of a gorilla, using it to crush the clasp of the collar on the innocent. he hoped the mutant, or anyone, would stay and help him fend off the doves, but if not- he’d make due.

as soon as the male pushed up from his seat in the diner, her eyes darted outside once more before her mind began to race, her heart rate picking up at an alarm rate. she was in no condition to go out there and join the other, and the fear of being detained was still prevalent. she didn’t think she knew enough about her powers, let alone how to summon or control them well enough to seek battle, even if she did think it was the right thing to do.

her thoughts were briefly interrupted when the young man’s voice painfully tore through the diner. and before her hands could reach up to cover her ears, thankfully the smallest force fields protected them from any damage. yikes. she hoped her hair covered her ears enough to avoid anyone seeing the force fields, even if they were nearly invisible. graysan’s eyes darted toward the scene unfolding outside, and she watched as the young man began to take down the doves, pulling her lower lip between her teeth. she almost replayed the talk she had with her parents, they were insistent on her only going to school and cheerleading practice, and coming straight home. she wasn’t supposed to draw attention or get involved, but courage was beginning to muster somewhere deep inside her.

she wouldn’t dare leave the safety of her booth at patsy’s-but instead she focused on the two mutants outside, she entered an almost meditative concentration, hiding her hands underneath the table, palms open and directed toward the scene outside. by some stroke of luck, a force field slowly began to engulf the two of them, and she hoped nobody would take notice.

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saraxiaos‌:

Sara sat in a booth. At a diner. All alone. She was off duty, and with the (very) few people left to call friend, her spent her free time between work shifts either sleeping, boxing, or trying to fill space. Which is how her grumbling stomach had brought her to the diner.

Should she be eating fried food drenched in grease? Probably not. But, shit, it was good. Her mouth was full with a fresh, hot burger when a thud could be heard from the nearby window. While the encounter would likely linger on in the other customers of the diner, Sara simply blinked it away. Someone else being stuck with a collar wasn’t nearly as important as wiping ketchup off of her face with her thumb.

“I think the city’s been insane,” Sara countered with a shrug as she placed her burger, which leaked mustard and ketchup, back down on its plate. “Haven’t vigilantes been running around for long enough causing a mess of everything? I bet they’ve cost the city a fuck-ton because of repairs and other shit.”

she tried her best to remain stoic when the woman responded, but graysan’s eyebrows furrowed and she glanced out the window once more to avoid eye contact with her. she tried to connect the dots, either the woman was against the supers, or even mutants in general, or she was a dove herself. she didn’t know that she felt like finding out the hard way, so she mustered up some composure and looked back toward the woman, shrugging and nodding, “yeah, the repairs have probably costed the taxpayers a lot of money.”

thankfully, her food arrived, and she took a few french fries from her plate, placing them in her mouth as she thought carefully about what to say next. she carefully unfolded a napkin and placed it over her lap as she chewed, reaching out to take a sip from her drink. graysan was nervous to say the least, and hopefully she wasn’t acting suspicious. she had to say something else soon. 

“do you need one?” she asked, pulling a napkin from her table and holding it out to the other. awkward graysan. stop being awkward.

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ghculishscn‌:

“You can say that again,” Ender agreed then nodded at her inquiry. “Yeah, the name’s Ender Scott,” he answered as he held his hand out for a shake. Maybe it was because he’d never allowed himself to go through the grieving process, but the mention of his dad definitely sent a spike of pain directly to his heart. All the same, the detective tried to prevent that from showing, whether it be on his face or through body language.

“I could definitely use company and honestly, feel free to ask me about whatever really. Answering questions along with asking some of my own tend to help me whenever I’m feeling particularly out of sorts. Gives me something else to focus on while my brain tries to process whatever the hell just happened, you know?”

graysan extended her hand and shook his gently, “graysan connell. pleasure to meet you.” she said with a sheepish smile. she still felt so guilty for bringing up the man’s father. of course, he was probably having an awful time going through a death, and it seemed like the whole city was experiencing some sort of grief along with him and his family. she knew she was. especially with all of the vast changes the city went through in comparison to her happy and healthy childhood.

“i don’t blame you, it would help me out too.” she mentioned, biting her lip and chuckling softly. “i need to try and process that too.” her voice fell to a murmur at the last sentence, her blue eyes directing themselves towards the window again, as the doves began to toss the man into a van and take him away. “so what brings you here anyways?”

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margotdayal‌:

“Looks like we’ve both got in the habit of looking at our phones when we walk,” Margot said, noticing the girl fumble with her phone. “The way the whole thing was organized and orchestrated is just so amazing to me. I mean, they had to use telescopes and lenses from across the world for two years to form and assemble the picture. Really makes you wonder what else we could accomplish if we worked together,” She noted. “The team that worked on the whole thing are definitely making my list of heroes. Right next to Elizabeth Feinler.”

graysan chuckled softly, nodding and looking toward the woman, “yeah, an unfortunate habit. my parents would kill me if i broke my phone for being ignorant while walking down the sidewalk.” when the woman got into specifics about the amazing photo, she nodded, “it’s so amazing, and you’re totally right, if we all worked together as a team, society would be better off.” the thought seemed to pertain to the climate in town due to the mayor and the doves. it was so unfair. she could only hope things would change. “who’s elizabeth feinler?” she asked, arching an eyebrow.

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songminix‌:

     Graysan wasn’t exactly the most… proactive of tutees Min could have ever asked for, but she seemed as though she’d be willing enough. But when it came to training like this, half-hearted wasn’t an option, if you didn’t give it your all you would get hurt, possibly even killed, and the older woman would not take responsibility for her students misgivings. “A fair shot isn’t enough” she responded, lifting her chin and narrowing her eyes at the other “you either give it your all or you can turn around and leave right now. I don’t care who your mother is, I’m not here to babysit I’m here to teach.”       The girls question caught her off guard slightly, she wasn’t expecting such interest in bland topics like this, rolling a shoulder awkwardly, Min looked off to the side before lockign eyes back onto Graysan and taking a breath. “Grifting is a confidence trick, you lock onto a certain weakness of anothers psyche and use it to exploit them. Examples… Some people are vulnerable to greed, lust, vanity etcetera. It’s a delicate act, you have to balance everything you know about someone and use it against them.” she shrugged, “I may seem like I lack basic human emotions, but I’m pretty good at faking it.” allowing a smile and a chuckle to escape her lips, the older woman shook her head.      At the query regarding where things went when Min erased them, she held her hands up in a surrender motion “the age old question, where do vanished things go? I don’t know. Perhaps when my time here is done, I’ll erase myself and find out for certain.” It was a very real end for her that she had considered long and hard, if the moment ever called for it, she would remove herself from this existence, and perhaps she would discover where she sent all these things she got rid of, or she would simply cease to be. Who knew, not her for certain.

graysan realized she would have to exude nothing but confidence to prove herself to the other, and that she would have to prove just how willing to learn she was. she genuinely wanted to learn how to control her powers. she wanted to be able to utilize them as needed, even if she was still thinking about whether or not she was going to join one of the strong and opposing forces of either the syndicate or the league. even if her mother was persistent about meeting with min, she knew it was only for her own good. “i’m not going anywhere. you have my word. i’m in this, all or nothing.” she said, straightening up and standing up a little straighter, placing a hand on her waist with a nod. “i’m ready to learn.”

when min mentioned grifting, it really drew her in. even though it wasn’t one of the main reasons that graysan was there, it seemed like a talent she would like to acquire. when min mentioned her lacking emotion, and offered her a smile and chuckle, she fell slightly amused, assuming min was only doing it to prove a point. “that sounds...interesting. that would be something fun to learn.” she grinned, looking at her mentor. graysan liked the idea of utilizing the trick to manipulate others, especially since it could work in her favor.

min’s powers were such a mystery to her, and they somewhat scared her now, especially with not knowing exactly where the erased things go. she nodded slowly, biting her lower lip as the other explained her plans. “i don’t blame you for wanting to try that. i wish there was a way to relay the information once you got to wherever you go.” she murmured, her thoughts trailing off despite the task at hand. she almost felt as though she should be on edge in case min decided to test her again.

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whistx‌:

inadequacy and the useless it entailed had always been a hard lesson for the Lisbeth to learn. as the rigid Virgo in her family when she plans for situations– and yes, she does so in her head at night before sleep takes her, and often times loses sleep for this– there is little account for failure. failure is not an option. failure has always been a sign of weakness, and while she is far from perfect there have been plenty of times others have had to come to her rescue. while the hardest part is asking for help, she often finds herself in a deeper hole in her fall from perfection, the worry of not being good enough, and admitting defeat to begin with. because to admit defeat is to admit there was a flaw in her planning all along.  and while the fear of others seeing her as anything less than a competent fearless leader controlled most of her motivations, there was no bigger judge of her character than herself.  and for her actions, she was still passing on her harsh judgment. it’d been five whole years since she walked away from the league. she promised to isolate herself from that stress altogether. it wasn’t healthy for her, and it wasn’t healthy for her relationship. it wasn’t healthy having that mindset– thinking you can save everyone, especially when some do not want to be saved. but again, she was forced to admit a defeat in that. 

she sat across the booth, noticing Graysan first, though not fully recognizing her face of horror. she knew the girl was hardly ever one to show that much fear. perhaps another warning sign was once the girl pulled her eyes away from the scene, she didn’t immediately smile, no. Lisbeth tossed her head to the scene, her furrowed set of eyebrows cascading from her forehead with fret. the way the captured writhed in their temporary pain sent goosebumps up her own shoulders. wrapping her scarf tightly around her she grabbed the handle of her coffee mug and made way to join Graysan, sitting across in their new shared booth. 

“In its earlier moments of insanity.” she agreed, though it could be worse. targetting mutants who use their powers isn’t hardly as bad as targetting innocent people in the comfort of their own homes. “It’s going to be okay.” it was an assurance she felt necessary to say given the climate. “these things always sort themselves out” 

graysan welcomed lisbeth, more than happy to have a trustworthy companion to keep her company. she was still horrified, and silently cursed herself for going against her parents’ wishes, even though she couldn’t ever resist a meal at patsy’s. maybe she should’ve thought again. she could’ve been turning the corner towards her house by now, safe from the scene that was displayed on the sidewalk just outside the window.

but, it was comforting to have lisbeth there, and her words did seem to calm her ever so slightly, even given the tense climate shift all the customers seemed to notice too. she nodded, pulling her lower lip between her teeth as her eyes darted between her hands, fellow customers, the poor mutant outside, and lisbeth. she let out a shaky sigh, trying to mentally reset herself to avoid confrontation from any of the doves that seemed to be inches away. she felt like a fish in a fishbowl.

“i know it’s gonna work out. but what happens to them when they’re carted away?” it was a scary thought. were they treated as criminals? were they being treated fairly? or was it some sort of every man for himself situation? she didn’t want to think about it anymore, but her mind kept running with the thought, dwelling on it.

“i don’t want to find out, i just hope that there’s some sort of compromise to be made.” things were changing, and changing rapidly since the new mayor stepped into office. and it seemed like her safe childhood was in jeopardy. moving into adulthood, it seemed as though her beautiful hometown was in a state of war. she didn’t feel comfortable anymore, there was no comfort in living her life, and she knew it was like that for every mutant. perhaps the mayor doesn’t recognize just how many civilians had powers. she felt like a good portion of the town would be detained soon enough.

“please distract me from all of this. what’s been going on with you?”

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misbhaves‌:

waffles and syrup were meant to be good time food, but it was difficult to keep her spirits up with a view of their harsh reality just outside. often, the brunette found herself wishing the answer would just appear somehow and she would know what to do. instead she took to pondering the only way she knew how: stuffing herself sick until her thoughts had gotten into order.

for now, she had begun by dividing her waffle into quadrants, each one meant to represent a pathway. syrup had been poured in between them to form a moat and one small blueberry was stationed in the middle of her plate. with a hiccup, she rolled her dice on the table, mournfully pushing her blueberry four squares along. would she don her suit and go fight alongside her fellow mutants, even if it meant certain death or capture?

could she, when she had explicitly promised not to get hurt? 

miserably, she pushed the blueberry four steps in the other direction. she could always, as her dad kept telling her, stay at home and pretend nothing was going on. except that it would go against every moral fibre trapped within her petite frame. so, that plan wouldn’t do either.

should she, as suggested to her league comrades, go in her civilian wear and try and help as many mutants as she could? it was a slightly more low-risk plan than the first, though it still carried potential consequences. was it still departing from the promise she had foolishly made?

then, finally, her least favourite option. striking the problem at its core. the mayor. somehow changing his mind. making him see the error of his ways. but, that was too aggressive for the young hero, even if murder was not the chosen method. it also went against silver knight’s direct order.

tearing her from her thoughts was the person who had slid into the booth opposite hers and was now speaking. with a soft frown, the girl nodded. “it’s awful,” she agreed, reaching over with one hand to rub over her bruised wrist. “they’re treating them like animals. a-and they’re just getting away with it. nobody is doing anything. you’re here just talking about it and i’m eating waffles.”

angrily, the small girl brought her fork down and stabbed it in the centre of the third quarter of her waffle. “i... i  can’t stand it,” she said with a bowed head and grit teeth before getting up with every intention of going outside and making her anger known.

she chewed on her lower lip, her gaze falling on her hands, which were folded in her lap. they shook slightly, and she attempted to calm herself, running her hands over the skirt of her dress, as if to straighten out any wrinkles. it seemed slightly demeaning to her, hearing the girl berate their actions, both of them acting as bystanders.

of course, graysan hated seeing one of her own- super, villain, or otherwise, being shoved around with unearned brutality. but she had her doubts still. she barely knew anything about her powers, and to try and use them to combat the doves seemed out of the question. it seemed to do more harm than good- it would’ve made her stick out like a sore thumb, and she would be the next person being detained in a power dampening collar.

her train of thought was interrupted by the sound of the girl’s chair scooting out quickly as she stood. graysan stood and gently took the girl’s hand, to stop her- even if for a moment. 

“i don’t know that it’s a good idea to interfere, i don’t want to see you get locked up too.” she murmured, her voice just quiet enough to be heard. “it’s not that-” she paused, her blue eyes watering ever so slightly. “it’s not that he doesn’t deserve to be saved,” sh referred to the man being carted away, “it’s that you’ll be outnumbered. and i really can’t help you. i-i don’t really know how to use my powers.” her voice fell nearly silent, especially at the mention of her powers. “please...?” she asked quietly, her face taking a halfway pleading, halfway puppy dog face. 

she wanted to do something, she wanted to follow her fellow mutant outside to defend the poor guy, and she would never let herself live it down. she wished she would’ve tried to get her powers in check long before this, so she could do something. unfortunately, she had to accept that she was a failure. 

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ghculishscn‌:

Ender’s attention had a habit of drifting whenever he was at rest, which didn’t happen too often thankfully. Any task was a welcome distraction from his fears for the city’s future and how much he wished his dad was still around. Not to mention the guilt that only seemed to increase day by day. He felt like he’d failed his own son by raising him here, even though nobody could have seen these events coming. It had made sense at the time since Crystalline was a hometown to be proud of until recently. But now the environment was far too chaotic. Especially for an eight year old.

And that’s just the tip of the iceberg, the detective thought to himself as the scene outside unfolded. Every fiber of his being seemed to scream for justice, to summon the armies of the dead to overpower the Doves. But Ender only tightly gripped the chair he was sitting in as he tried to get himself to calm down. If he exposed his own mutant abilities, a whole new terrible chain of dominoes risked being toppled over. Then someone’s voice broke through and his gaze bounced up to meet the one that belonged to the person across from him.

“You can say that again,” he agreed. “Honestly, words are still failing me when it comes to how best to describe this. I keep hoping that this is all just a drawn out nightmare, ridiculous as it sounds.”

for some reason, she was somewhat relieved that a few other people expressed discomfort at the scene unfolding in front of the shop. maybe now she wouldn’t stick out like a sore thumb right in front of the doves. graysan nodded, her eyes directed towards the men outside before she let them meet the other at the table beside her. 

“you’ve got that right,” she murmured, letting out a soft sigh, “this town has gone to hell in a handbag.” it took her a few more moments until she began to recognize the young man, and she chewed on her lower lip. “you’re one of the mayor’s kids, right?” although it was grim, she still refused to call their new mayor by his title. he, of course, was the reason behind the doves. their former mayor seemed so much more fair. 

“sorry, you probably don’t want me to talk about that...” her voice trailed off. just as the situation seemed to be winding down outside, graysan still felt pretty uneasy. “if you want some company, i wouldn’t argue. i could kind of use some too.” her voice quivered ever so slightly. “i don’t know that i want to be alone right now after having to watch that bullshit go down again.” a nervous laugh escaped her lips.

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pvrkervivs‌:

     Unsurprisingly, Parker had realised she was absolutely starving right at the last minute and ducked into the diner to order an enormous mountain of food all to herself. The dark haired girl was happily making her way through her second helping of fries, cheeseburger clutched in one hand whilst she funnelled the small hot morsels into her mouth with the other, occasionally stopping to take a long sip from her milkshake. She was content, here in the booth by herself enjoying the greasy food.       The commotion outside caught her attention, head turning to see what was going on in vague interest. What unfolded outside the diner caused something that had never happened before, the dark haired girl lost her appetite. Burger dropping from her hand onto the table with a sad little thump, her eyes sparkled with tears and wide with shock, a trembling hand covered her mouth. Why was this happening? Why were they doing such awful things like this? Treating all mutants as though they were criminals?      Head turned away, she couldn’t watch any more, and she made eye contact with another girl who spoke to her. Grabbing her things, she hurried herself over to join the other at her table, hands still shaking terribly. “I can’t believe it” she replied quietly, grabbing a napkin and blotting her eyes quickly “sorry, can I just sit with you for a while? I’m going to ask my roommate if he can come and get me… it’s just too scary” she finished vaguely, sniffing and unlocking her phone with a shaky hand.

if it hadn’t been for her looking away at just the right moment, graysan would’ve been crying along with the other woman. she really didn’t want to draw too much attention to herself, especially considering several doves were just on the opposite side of the window she was perched beside. she didn’t know what she would do if they got suspicious and tried to question her. graysan still didn’t have much control over her powers, so she tried her best to avoid and ignore the doves at all costs.

she nodded towards the woman when she got up to join her at the booth. “please, i’d rather not be alone either. this is being taken way too far.” graysan said in a hushed voice. she assumed the other was a mutant too, probably struck with fear just like her. she stopped talking for a moment, looking up as the server brought by her food. graysan offered them an empty smile, still attempting to blend in with the other customers, most of whom were slightly shaken, but had otherwise gone about their meals.

once the server left them, her eyes met the woman again. “i don’t blame you. if he doesn’t mind, maybe he could give me a ride? if that’s too much to ask, i can definitely take an uber or something. my parents really don’t even want me out around town by myself.” graysan regretted her decision, especially now, because she wasn’t sure if she even felt like eating anymore either.

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svvvnny‌:

     Thoroughly annoyed that her alone time was interrupted, Sunny’s glare burned across the room like a laser. She was a stranger, but there was something about her that piqued the brunettes interest. “No shit, honey” she replied, arching a brow and laughing as her eyes flicked from the girls hair to her shoes, she was dressed well enough and was nicely put together, in the petite girls opinion anyway. “Do I know you?” she asked, cocking her head to the side as she narrowed her eyes at her, trying to place in her mind where she might have seen her before “what’s your name?”. In her line of work, Sunny met a lot of different people, and gathered info on a hell of a lot more. So there was every chance that she knew this girl in some way, whether they’d actually met or if she was someone she’d gathered intel on was to be determined. Sunny Ricci never forgot a name, faces were neither here nor there, but names stuck in her memory like glue, so if she could figure out hers she’d definitely recall whether she knew the other or not.

her eyebrows furrowed as she studied the girl across the room, her facial features otherwise blank in expression. she was about to turn to leave the room until the girl spoke up. her somewhat harsh words made graysan roll her eyes, a soft chuckle escaping her lips. 

“graysan connell. john’s daughter, that’s who i was actually stopping by to see. but it’s been a while. so he must’ve moved offices or something.” she murmured, leaning against the open door frame. she didn’t know why she was telling the girl this, especially since she couldn’t really recall if she knew the other. maybe she knew where her father’s new office was? even though she seemed too young to be working in the building. “anyways. i’ll leave you alone, sorry to bother.” she mentioned, waving her hand up dismissively as she turned to walk out of the door. she paused for a moment, turning her head over her shoulder to glance at the other once more, “do you know what floor the credit union is on now?”

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ahhhh, patsy’s diner. the smell of greasy burgers and deep fried goodness filled the air in the most pleasing way, her feet could’ve lifted off the ground and levitated her just like in the cartoons. nonetheless, she took a few steps inside and took a seat in her usual booth. thank god she made it there just before the dinner rush. she set her purse down beside her and pulling out her phone, patiently waiting for a waiter to come serve her. 

“i’ll have the usual” she said in a cheery voice once her server stood at the end of the table. she offered them a sweet smile, and settled into her seat for some much needed relaxation. the stress seemed to haze the air in crystalline city, especially with it seemingly turning into a warzone on the mutants. it was good to take the time out and do something she enjoyed, even if it meant blatantly disrespecting her parents’ request.

and just as she let out a soft sigh of happiness, T H U D. she jumped slightly, her head snapping to look towards the storefront beside her, a group of doves ganging up on a man and shoving him into the window. they restrained him in a power negating collar before he even had the chance to defend himself. she ducked her head down toward her lap, trying to hide her expression of utter horror.

once she gained composure, she lifted her head, and looked towards the person sitting in the booth across from her. “this city is going insane.”

[svvvnny]

     Heeled boots rested atop the large oak desk that took up a fair expanse of the office Sunny was currently occupying, the plush revolving chair twisting left to right as she hummed along to nothing and scrolled through her phone. She was in one of the rented office spaces that her father used for more “legitimate” business ventures, where he held meetings and such with investors and public figures. Twirling a strand of hair between her fingers, she was browsing her instagram feed mindlessly whilst she waited for her father to finish his current meeting so they could go for dinner.      A knock at the door barely caught her attention, if they were knocking then they weren’t her dad so she didn’t care to entertain them. A second knock caused her to roll her eyes and glare at the wood that separated her and the unknown person behind it. “Come in” she snapped haughtily, her glare almost boring through the door.

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her floral dress swayed along with her footsteps as she approached the office building. she took pride and lots of care when putting herself together every morning, her long curly hair being brushed over her shoulder as she walked. once she entered the building, she took off her sunglasses and shoved them in her purse.

from what she could recollect, this was where her father’s office was located. graysan hadn’t been there to visit in a while, so she just followed her instinct, her heeled boots clicking against the polished floors. once she made it to what she had assumed was the door to his office, she tapped her knuckles against the door gently. when a woman’s voice emerged, graysan was caught off guard, and tried to knock once more. she entered with a gentle smile, that almost instantly faded when she was met with a scowling girl with her legs perched on the desk. “oh.” she said, folding her arms. “i’m sorry, i have the wrong office.” she mumbled.

[margotdayal]

“–Oh jeez, I’m really sorry, I didn’t see you there,” Margot hurridly said. She’d accidentally just bumped into a person, having not paid any attention because her eyes were currently glued to her phone. “I’m just so obsessed with pictures of this new black hole. I think I’ve read almost every article on it twice. Have you seen the picture of it yet?”

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she probably shouldn’t have been invested in her phone while she was walking, because she nearly dropped it when she ran into the woman on the sidewalk. “oh my god, i’m so sorry!” she exclaimed once she fumbled and just barely caught her phone. her eyes met the other and she let out a soft chuckle, “yeah, i actually saw that, it’s so cool. especially since a woman scientist was the one to figure it all out.”

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if the doves were foolish enough to think all mutants depended solely on their abilities, they were in for a nice surprise. despite having the upper hand in most fights due to her unpredictability, this time around, she knew something was seriously off. the shifting of nearby particles before a jump just wasn’t present and that was all it took to annoy the living hell out of her. with a dramatic roll of her eyes, the tiny brunette let out a rather loud groan at the sight of a single mutant going up against a rather large squad of doves, a couple already shoved into trucks with power negating collars around their necks. 

this hero stuff really wasn’t her thing.. it was actually cramming the hell out of her style, but knowing one more mutant would live to keep their liberty was more than enough to give her that boost to help. it’s what her brother would have done if he were still alive. “ i don’t think one little mutant versus eight big bad doves is a fair fight.. ” the loud amping of their weapons did nothing to startle her as she rolled a single shoulder back, her body curving some to the side in order to pull out a rather large hunter’s knife out of her boot. “ let’s play, boys ! — and you, put on your dancing shoes. ”

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her feet moved at a certain speed that could only be classified under anxious. with all of the doves beginning their raid on the city, she shouldn’t have been walking home, especially since her powers were about as controllable as the weather. (and she most definitely couldn’t control the weather). she kept her head down, her hood pulled over her dark curls as she tried her best to avoid eye contact with passerbys without looking completely suspicious. 

according to the agreement with her parents, after a long and unbearable debate, that she wasn’t allowed to walk alone on the streets like that. her dad would pay for cabs, ubers, whatever, and she was to keep her time out in the public to a minimum. but cheerleading practice was something she would never miss, and she wasn’t far from home.

as she focused on her footing, her eyes directed toward the ground a few paces in front of her, a boot stomped right in front of her path, and a hand pulled a knife from it. graysan stopped dead in her tracks and practically jumped a foot backwards. her palms began to sweat as her eyes slowly lifted to meet the girl, and then look toward the group of doves detaining the mutant. she kept her mouth shut, but she wanted to say, are you crazy? you’re digging your own grave! but her widened blue eyes locked onto the girl as she stood frozen, praying that her powers wouldn’t activate, and willing herself to stay out of trouble.

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     The reason Min had begun their training together with such an exaggerated test of faith was simple, Graysan needed to learn that these sessions wouldn’t be regular training nor lessons where they would sit and discuss tactics. The best and quickest way to learn how to control your power fully was to use it. Controlled situations involving real danger and fear would be the ones to truly show the range and power of the younger girls abilities. She had caused the building to collapse, knowing the other would probably panic and run away, her body would do anything it could to protect itself from imminent death and thus her power would save her. It was simple logic.       “My name is Song Min, I have the ability to remove anything from existence” she explained quietly, lacing her fingers together and holding her hands at her waist, perhaps the other would believe in her if she knew a little more about her mentor. “There are certain things I can bring back, after I erase them. But more often than not it is impossible to retrieve things from wherever it is that I send them.” she looked off to the side and eyed the carnage all around them, all the rubble cluttering the floor around them and a fine dust still hanging in the air around them. “I won’t be able to restore the building, so it’s better to just” a blink and it was all gone, the floor mercifully clear now “erase” she finished with a shrug.       Stepping back, she held the other girl under her cold, hard gaze for a few moments before speaking again “under my tuition you will learn how to utilise your ability to it’s fullest capacity. We will train in hand to hand combat and if you want, I can teach you the subtleties of grifting, depending on how well you take to the rest of my training. I want you to know that if you don’t take these sessions seriously, you will get hurt and I won’t take responsibility for that fact.” 

graysan shifted her weight to one of her legs, dropping her hip, visibly beginning to gain back some composure after the altercation. she listened attentively, watching the woman carefully. she still had yet to make up her mind about her new mentor, especially after their rocky start, but, hearing her explain her powers and try to let graysan in a little bit did release a lot of the tension graysan had kept pent up. it was probably mostly her retaliation towards her mother. she still wondered how she let her mom talk her into this. but she could possibly learn to enjoy the company of her mentor- or at least carry on a respectful relationship.

her eyes darted around when the rubble disappeared into thin air - this was going to take a lot of getting used to. graysan folded her arms over her waist, letting the other finish talking before beginning to speak herself, “well, i’m willing to give it a fair shot.” she mentioned. she wasn’t one to shy away from a challenge, as she was naturally competitive, and was always raised to have a good work ethic. hell, she wouldn’t have been a cheerleader or dancer if she didn’t have a certain persistence.

“what exactly is grifting anyways?” she asked, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “also, where does the stuff go? and how do you get certain things back? is it like some sort of black hole or something?” her interest was piqued, and she couldn’t help but ask, even though it seemed min was strictly about getting down to business and training. she sensed it from the cold gaze that her mentor held, and it definitely intimidated the teenager.

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        BREATHLESS AND WEAK, Robin falls to the ground half-conscious. He hears a distant crumble as his senses were still adapting to the reality; Oh, kid, you just created your own tomb! And he looks up with dark circles under his eyes and a pale face and everything seems to stop briefly, he can almost count the rocks that are about to fall all over his head as he blinks slowly, very slowly and can almost feel every lash fanning over his cheeks as time slows down, but his death approaches confidently;    he doesn’t have the strength to pull one last trick to protect himself and he doesn’t even react fast enough to cover his head with his arms. The boy simply… closes his eyes, waiting for the first big rock to crush his head and leave him permanently unconscious.

                1…

                               2….

                                               3…

The seconds keep on passing and… nothing can be felt, no blunt hit or the feeling of a broken bone.   Just… NOTHING.    His eyes are tightly shut and his arms are pressed against his chest in a last attempt of his mind to build some kind of mental shield to prevent his departure, and…   IT WORKED??   He lifts his lids calmly, expecting something, but… definitely not the lack of debris drowning him.     “ Wh…? ”, he barely mumbles as he comes out of his imaginary cocoon, relaxing his muscles and looking upwards, but the blue of the sky welcomes him and so does a blinking force that eventually seems to disappear, causing some tiny pebbles to bounce on the top of his head and onto the floor. As instant relief, his about to sigh, but upon inhaling, Robin receives an attack of coughs after the remaining dust enters his lungs and yet, he looks around, looking for an explanation to his sudden second chance at life and he sees HER. She seems to be speaking, but it just comes to him that his ears are ringing and can barely hear anything else. He is still couching and he tries to stand up, but ultimately, his knees betray him and he has to go back to the floor to hold himself with one of his palms.   His brain takes all the time of the world, but he manages to give an identity to the girl in front of him.     “ Graysan? ”, he mouths without a mumble. She seems concerned, anxious even, he sees that now and as a reflex, Robin simply nods, not wanting to complicate things even more. “ I’m fine, I’m fine ”, the boy reassures her immediately as he tries to make some sense on what could have happened that caused the collapse of the building, but the last thing he can remember is the vision of the pillars coming out of their places and starting to gravitate around him, then… then nothing.

Robin extends his hand to her like asking her for help to get up. “ Did you save me? ”, he takes no time to ask, looking up at the girl. “ What happened? Have you been here for long? Are you hurt?         Did I hurt you? ”.

her hand met his and she gave him a gentle tug to pull him up to his feet, hopefully without causing him too much more pain in the process. for some reason, graysan felt the urge to pull the boy into a hug? of course, she was glad he seemed to be alright, but she sensed that it would’ve been awkward after all this time. she kept a hand extended in his direction until she felt he could keep his balance, slowly letting her arm relax at her side. she took it upon herself to recollect herself for a moment, bending over and placing her hands on her knees as she caught her breath and attempted to calm her heartbeat that was still relentlessly pounding in her chest.

“i’m more worried about you,” she said, eyebrows furrowing as she studied him carefully, “that was so stupid of me, i-i’m so sorry.” graysan could’ve kept apologizing over and over again, it was just part of her worrisome nature. when he asked if she was okay, she nodded, swallowing thickly, somehow only now acknowledging the fact of what had really happened. her powers... worked? the initial shock had passed moments before, but she couldn’t keep her mind from reeling.

“no, no, i’m fine,” she insisted, her voice a few tones softer this time as she let her gaze drop to her palms again. “i-i think i did save you” her voice trailed off. she didn’t want to sound conceited, moreso she was just amazed that she did it. “that’s never really-” she took a long pause, meeting his eyes once more, “happened before.” graysan shook her head, blinking a few times, as if to mentally reset herself, finally addressing the elephant in the room. “what exactly were you doing? i-i didn’t know that you had powers too.” her foot aimlessly nudged a stray pebble nearby as she examined the damage around them, and then the brunette. he...did this? was she dreaming? 

it had never registered in her mind how many people in the city that she had known forever- grown up with, lived nearby, saw every day- could have similar superhuman abilities like herself. perhaps it was a little selfish to think that, but she didn’t know much about her own powers, so she guessed she had never really thought about other’s powers.