“do you think there is a pool or a beach around here?” the tamaranean asked curiously as she looked at the other, “i miss being by the beach every day, being in the water. it is something i really want. do you want to go with me?”
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“i think there’s a pool nearby,” luca nods after reading the question on koriand’r’s lips. “i didn’t really go often, i was always busy with school, but i... no school here,” she then mumbles to herself. after a pause, she looks back up at the other and offers a smile. “i’d love that.”
eyes quickly moved from the one she was screaming at to the other that was now signing as she was speaking , leaving mj in a slightly uncomfortable position. ‘ ah —— shit , ’ she muttered, pressing her lips together as she attempted to move her hands around with her words. ‘ i don’t —- no sign language knowledge. ’
luca lets out a small laugh - the girl’s response reminds her of a time when her brother was in the same boat, though this time round luca takes pity on the girl and is straightforward with her abilities, “that’s okay, i can lip read,” she points to her mouth and chuckles again. “i didn’t tell my brother that for like a year and... oh boy.”
bobby was used to being close to people that he couldn’t touch. her power wasn’t the same as rogues but it was dangerous. the man offered her a reassuring smile, not wanting her or any of the students to be scared. “keep the faith.” he signed back.
luca drops her eyes to the table and smiles to herself. keep the faith. it’s a mantra she’s been repeating to herself since she was a child - it’s all she could do, really. she told herself that every single time she struggled with her hearing, and she told herself that every time she feared her own power. faith. it’s all they had to hold onto most days. after a moment, she lifts her head and points to his pile of work. “can i help?”
bobby sighed softly as he looked down at the girl before gently placing his hand on hers. “things will get back to the way they were luca – we just have to be patient.” bobby knew the risks of touching the girl but it was hard to be comforting when he couldn’t show that he cared, so the risk was worth it. the man signed with his other hand, having learnt it when he first started at the school. “everything will get better.”
for a second, luca accepted the comforting touch, but then she slowly pulled away. she knows she’s calm in this moment, there’s no direct danger of her losing control, but she doesn’t push it. control is of utmost importance, and she can’t lose that during a moment of brief comfort. “i believe you,” she nods, offering another smile. when he signs, luca sits up a little more so she can use both of her hands to reply, “keep the faith, right?”
curled up with an oversized blanket covering her entire form, luca watches the small fire in front of her spit sparks, allowing the warmth of it to give her comfort, even if it’s just fleeting. “do you think we’ll ever get back home?” she asks, quietly.
bobby sighed softly as he ran his hands through his hair. the man leant back in his chair as he took a break from grading papers. “apparently two worlds colliding together doesn’t even give me a break from this.” he stated, mostly to himself, not realising that someone else was in the room.
with her chin resting on the back of her hands, luca tilts her head as she watches bobby speak. she then presses her lips into a thin smile, as if silently apologising for the predicament that they are all in. “at least we’re all together,” she mumbles while one hand signs.
‘ ah — ah no, no stop it right there! ’ the human shouted into the air, hand raised to the other that was across from her. ‘ do not talk about it. we agreed to not talk about it. it was a massive misunderstanding —- hell, she fucking hit me first. she deserved what came to her afterwards! calling the police was stupid, but it’s not like it’s the first time i’ve been in a holding cell — hell, i’m far from the only person in this fuckin’ world or whatever it is we’re in right now, that’s been in a holding cell so shut up! ’
luca can barely keep up with the conversation as it goes back and forth, eyes shifting from one mouth to another. when it seems to be over, luca gives the shorter female a soft smile and signs as she speaks, “is everything okay?”
he was still trying to move through the place, get his bearings. Even in the real world, he never really explored outside Xavier’s school. He didn’t know anything around, expect the bridge he slept under at night. At he was standing on that bridge, leaning across the edge as he looked around. Shaking out of his jacket, he undressed to where his tank top was free; messily cut holes in the back of it. Exhaling slowly, he rolled his shoulders before a set of fairy like wings emerged from his back and shifting through the holes. Without a second thought, he jumped off and flew up into the sky. Everything was going great until the wing decided to completely fuck him over. It caused the experiment to squeal before being blown around like a bug. “No! No!” Losing control, he ended up smacking right into someone. “Ah! I’m sorry!”
before she could even register what was going on, luca met the ground with a large thump, her body aching from that and the collision of the previously flying being. once she’s sat up, luca shuffles backwards so there’s space between them, her hand then rubbing at her side while she observes the male. “are -- are you okay?”
˟ ⊰ ━━ ✰ [ DOMINIQUE PROVOST-CHALKLEY, 25, SHE/HER ] have you seen LUCA MORETTI, they also sometimes go by NERVE? it’s been said that they are FOR working with the other side to find their way back home again. SHE has been known to be PEACEFUL yet WITHDRAWN. if you saw HER around, you’d notice their SIGN LANGUAGE, PASTEL COLOURS, HETEROCHROMIA, AVOIDANCE OF TOUCH, FRUIT JUICE, SUNFLOWERS, DIMPLES.
for most of luca’s life, she idolised her father - he was this wonderful person who treated her like a princess, made sure she was happy and allowed her freedom to grow up the way she wanted to, but that all came crashing down when it was revealed that her father had an affair, and a child, with another woman a year previous to her own birth. all of a sudden, luca was living with the reality that she had a brother - a half brother called aristotle, and she had no idea what to do with that.
still, it’s in her nature to show kindness to anyone and everyone that she meets. she was like that as a child and she was like that throughout all of her school years at xavier’s school for the gifted. because, as well as her messy family dynamics, luca was a mutant - the x-gene passing down through her mother’s side.
at first this didn’t seem so bad because she discovered that her half brother was also a mutant. they might not have much in common, but luca figured that this could maybe be a starting point. boy, was she wrong. no matter how hard she tried, or how much she showed affection to the male, he just... hated her. for years it was a constant battle between the two, one pushing while the other pushing; never truly seeing eye to eye.
luca has the power of nerve manipulation. this means she has the ability to manipulate the nerves and nervous system of herself and/or others.
copied from the wiki: the user has complete control over the nerves and nervous system of oneself and others, allowing them to freely alter and manipulate them. at the most basic level, the nervous system coordinates the voluntary and involuntary actions of the animal and transmits signals between different parts of its body. the user can generate/regenerate, manipulate, shape, etc, the nerves/nervous system, nerve cells, nerve impulses and messages, including senses, reflexes, functionally the whole voluntary/involuntary movement, causing/increasing/removing nerve ailments, etc.
luca needs physical contact for this power to be used so, because of this, luca avoids physical contact like it’s the plague itself. she can often be found with her sleeves pulled down past her finger tips, curled up in a ball on a seat, or sticking to the walls of a room if it’s filled with people.
when her brother killed his lover after losing control, luca’s fear of her own power grew tenfold. she began to withdraw more and more from her x-men training; at one point, she even tried to hand back her uniform. how could she be one of the x-men, or train to become one, if she was too scared to fulfil her duties? so, instead of furthering her learning, she began to teach. more specifically, luca became a sort of like guidance counsellor to the younger mutants, as well as a representative for mutants with disabilities.
luca has been deaf since birth. as a result, she has learned to communicate with her hands, using asl. she’s also a very proficient lip reader, a fact that she kept from aristotle for several years - after all, he hated her so why should she make it easier on him? she’s not aggressive nor is she confrontational, but this passive aggressive method was all she could do. eventually, though, she revealed that she could lip read thus letting her brother know that she knows exactly what he had been calling her during that time period.
as well as her being deaf, luca has two different coloured irises. her right eye is her dominant forest green colour and the other is one quarter green three quarters brown. it’s a physical trait passed down from her mother’s side of the family.
even though she is 25 and has seen things that would destroy one’s faith in the world, luca's faith still remains very child-like. she likes to believe in the best of people and generally views a person as good until proven otherwise, but even at that she still believes that they can be turned/saved.
her favourite flower is the sunflower because they just seem like such a happy flower and the world could always use a little more happy.
“Ugh, that rain.” Kid mumbled, rushing undercover and pulling his hood down, “Not as bad as that terrible storm a while ago though, hmm? Guess we should be grateful for that.” he laughed slightly
luca, in a world of her own, misses the first part of the sentence, though soon catches the removal of one’s hood in her peripheral vision. she turns to face the newcomer and offers a warm smile, moving over slightly so that he can step further out of the rain. “crazy, right?” she nods, signing along with her words out of habit and necessity. “do you need a towel?”
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