Misty

❝ The size of your success is measured by the strength of your desire; the size of your dream; and how you handle disappointment along the way. ❞ Russian, mutant, was a possible Hydra weapon until my parents fell down a mountain.

[mxtil]

Does anyone have any alcohol I could possibly...borrow...?

I kind of need it.

[snake-eyes-11]

No.                   I [don’t] think you                                        U  N  D  E  R  S  T  A  N  D                  the shit                                                 | I’ve | been | through |

[mxtil]

When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought?

[mxtil]

Shadows of the Night || F2F || Cassie & Misty

[likeastinger]

Cassie entered the gym as normal, shoving her hair unceremoniously back into a ponytail. Sleep held much too many nightmares now, plagued with far too many images she didn’t want to revisit. So, she would train. It had become something of an obsession to the girl, and so routine that she didn’t even notice the other’s presence until she spoke, making her stop short in surprise before quickly recovering.

"You caught me," she confirmed lightly, continuing in, "Sorry, not used to others being around this late. I can leave, if you want?"

[mxtil]

Misty chuckled lightly at her response. She counted to ten before replying. "No, it's fine. I've been here for about two hours." She turned herself to face the blonde, passing a slightly dreamy smile. "Meditating it a good way to relax the mind. I kind of needed it." Misty's lips drooped slightly and her eyes averted towards the CD player, still oozing out Asian flutes and the sounds of trickling water. "What are you here for then? Nightmares? Someone leave the heating on?"

[mxtil]

86:How can I win your heart?

I'm not going to tell you. That defeats the point. If I tell you how to win, that'll be cheating.

[mxtil]

89:Do you cook?

Not really, but I can make one mean lasagne.

[rumbelles-deactivated20171203]

[mxtil]

(x) (x) 

[mystic-revelations]

[blackens]

vintage/nature

[mxtil]

Shadows of the Night || F2F || Open

It was almost midnight and Misty didn't think that she'd see anyone enter the gym at this hour, but yet, despite the brunette's initial expectations, her meditating session was interrupted by a door opening and closing. She didn't react at first, but had her back to the door, her feet pressed together and her eyes closed; gentle melodic music played softly in the background. "Someone's a little restless too, huh?" Misty said, not letting any emotion leak into her tone.

[emiliederavindaily]

[emilie-always]

(x)

[mxtil]

Inner demons || F2F || Rachel and Malvina

[daughterofthephoenix]

Rachel came into the gym, with only hard practise on her mind. Ever since she got her Junior Training schedule, the mutant was hell bent on getting back into shape. Physically and mentally, if she wanted to keep herself planted in one place.  But the sudden mist in the gym caused her to raise her hackles, her eyes glowing as her psionic shields came up in place. But when she saw the girl, she blinked. Another mutant? Rachel tried to get into her mind, but decided against it. Clearing her throat, she smiled back the girl, her fiery attitude dissipating in a flash. "Oh hey there. Didn’t see..Uhh.." Giving her grin, Rachel smiled. "Rachel Summers. Student here. And you must be…the new girl." 

[mxtil]

Before Misty's breakdown, she had planned to practise a few punches on defenceless sand bags. The blonde was in full kit: dark blue cotton shorts, rough cloth was wrapped around her knuckles, and was completed with a black vest top and her golden locks tied up with a scrunchie. Physically, Misty was in good shape; her mental state however, seemed come back to bite her more often then she'd have liked. Alarm bells immediately rang in her mind as the woman entered. She personified power and pain, but the girl was in no state to fight this new force. Fog immediately began to emit from her limbs in vain hope to cloud the other's vision, but the mist ebbed away as soon as she spoke. At SHIELD she had learnt that a good first impression is extremely important, as it's the first thing anyone judges you on. With this thought in mind, Misty ignored the numbness that had once dominated her mind and attempted her friendliest smile. "Rachel Summers?" Misty walked forwards to shake the redheads' hand. "You're  actually my roommate, if I'm not wrong. I'm also a student here. My name's Matilda Kidd, but...call me Misty."

[mxtil]

Inner demons || F2F || Open

Alone, that’s what Misty felt. She felt the cold hand of hopelessness touch her gently on the shoulder all too suddenly. Happiness seemed something of a dream now, and her inner demons came out to play. They whispered in her ear, ‘Daughter of murderers. Do you really think you could be any different? That you’re any better than them? You’re an object, a weapon. What’s the point in you starting a new leaf when you’re connected with those who killed the tree?’ She was alone. Alone. Nobody understood her. Nobody really cared and if they did, what could they do? Drawing her knees up to her chest in the empty gym, she silently cried. Hot, burning tears spilled from Misty’s eyes but she didn’t move until she heard the door open, and she promptly wiped the running liquid salt off her cheeks. The easy thing would be to turn into mist and float away; but the energy was drained from the struggle to keep her from drowning in her own dark thoughts. Despite her legs feeling like solidifying lead, she managed to stand and face the silhouette in the doorway. The tears that shed were so few, if you were to look at her now you wouldn’t have guessed she’d been crying moments ago. However, her eyes which were once icy blue, seemed to milk over, as if her gaseous interior drifted over her irises like a sheet of tracing paper. “Sorry,” she began, pulling her sleeves over her whitening knuckles. “Sorry about my eyes. They probably look a little creepy. All misted over and…weird.” All those who know her well or read her SHIELD file, knew that when her eyes appeared this way, she was either angry, frustrated, embarrassed or, in this case, upset.

[mxtil]

i was made to destroy.

                            ——   not to fix                                     &  not to heal

        but to break,           to conquer,             & to [ kill ]

[midnightigress]

Oh man that sounds hella convenient. I’m electokinetic, meaning I can pretty much control electricity and I have minor control of things that run on it. I have theories on what else I can do with it, but it requires some effort, which is why I’m here.

I’m definitely a keeper, I like to think i’m pretty fast.

How sly of me, indeed. Yeah I def think we are going to be getting along.

[mxtil]

It's great when you're playing hide and seek, I can tell you that. Your ability sounds pretty awesome actually. I can also understand why you'd be here to train your powers; it's part of the reason why I'm here too. How did your parents react when you revealed yourself as a mutant? If you don't mind me asking. We should play a match. Slytherin's against Gryffindor's. All we need is a few brooms, a couple of charmed balls and a round golden piece of metal which can fly extremely fast.

I'm so glad I've made a friend already.

[mxtil]

Misty moodboard 1/?

[iwasgroomedtobethebest-blog]

They had no right to take what didn’t belong to them.

I’m taking Blade Fighting, Hiding In Plain Sight: Advanced Espionage Training, Computer Hacking & Programming, Tracking Evasion, Forensic Science and War Ethics. Looks like we’ll be seeing each other.

[mxtil]

Hey it's fine. If you want to track down whoever took the sacred donuts, be my guest.

Remind me to not get on your bad side. You're Natasha aren't you? I know all about you and the Avengers. Pretty awesome. I also know you're originally from Russia, like me.