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[jadenthemagician]

You Know I’m Mad || Jaden & Jim

Jaden hated Metas with psionic defenses simply because they made her have to actually work to find them. Ever since Summer Gaudet’s arrival as one of the many new Nephilim members they had acquired, and learning of her backstory, she had a few words she wanted to discuss with dear old Sloth. Unfortunately, she hadn’t seen him around much within the last few weeks, and since she couldn’t detect him with that goddamn mental shield of his, she had to wait. When Jaden Harkness had to wait to exchange words with someone, well...that was never a good thing to do. 

Perhaps she should have been Wrath of the Nephilim because once she got riled up over something, her temper was about as dangerous and wild as Avalon’s fire. She was righteously pissed off at the other council member. He had invited this girl, created by a human scientist’s own hand within C.A.R.M.A. For all intents and purposes, Jim could have royally screwed over the whole Nephilim. Sure, Summer seemed genuinely interested in their cause, but Jaden never trusted anything easily, and Jim still almost compromised their safety without even a single thought. So, when she finally saw Jim Irons in the hallway of the mansion, all hell broke loose within the magician. 

“Yo, Jimmy Neutron!” the brunette called out, turning on her heel and storming towards him. She raised her hand, and used her telekinesis to send the other Nephilim flying back into the far wall before he could see it coming, and propelled herself at high speed after him, pinning him there with only inches of space separating the two of them, her hand roughly pressing against his throat, but not squeezing it...yet. She wasn’t looking for a fight, but she wanted Jim to know that she meant some serious fucking business here. Every detail of her delicate features was contorted and twisted in obvious rage, her green eyes narrowed into a dangerous glare up at the older man. She was practically shouting at him as she continued on. “What the absolute flying fuck were you thinking bringing in that C.A.R.M.A pet, and knowing how she was created? Did you even think to let Mari or I know that before you just handed a possible traitor the key to our mansion? Or are you purposely trying to fuck us all over?” 

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[prodicy]

Another Day, Another Nephilim ;; Cyrus & Jim

Cyrus was just coming in from a day out, he had gone to Pansaw University to talk to someone on the admissions council about letting him into the school. He had decided that with the new year, he did want to go back to school and hehad his wits (and wealth) by his side to get him in. It only took the exchange of pleasantries and a name drop though before he was accepted. He spent the rest of the day exploring the city, finding a cute, little coffee place, Pillow Café, and just seeing where the good non-party hangouts around the city were. 

But he grew tired of that soon and decided to go back to the Nephilim mansion, a place where he wasn’t extremely comfortable staying. 

Cyrus loved Ava and Jaden but... He only knew one other person in the house and he wasn’t sure what Alessandro thought of him. He made his way to the kitchen, passing through the living room but he stopped himself and walked back in, noticing he had completely walked by someone who appeared to be part of the Nephilim. It wasn’t like they constantly had guests after all. “Uh... Hi...? You’re... Part of all this, yeah?” He asked, it was more than obvious that Cyrus was feeling a little bit awkward. He didn’t know how to talk to anyone in the Nephilim.

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[kinetic-seth]

Just a Little Bit || Seth & Jim

It was by pure recommendation that Seth found himself inside Nexus. From the outside the club looked way too chic and fancy for his simple and more affordable tastes, but plenty of people he fought with at Moxxi’s Madhouse said not to be fooled. Inside that swanky exterior was a bar atmosphere of all sorts of social statuses, and the drinks were reasonably priced and amazing. So sure, why not give it a try? 

The loner Meta made his way through the crowd to the bar, finding himself an open spot and leaning against the counter. A bartender came over to him quickly to take his order. “I’ll have just a rum and Coke, thanks.” 

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[thirdnova-kara]

The Greatest || Jim & Kara

It was reasons like these that Kara leaving the Rebel base and hated going out in public. C.A.R.M.A was really getting intense and unnecessary with going after random Metahumans for absolutely no reason. She was doing a bit of holiday window shopping (more like wishing instead of shopping) when she witnessed the whole thing. A young girl came running around the corner with agents on her tail. She looked panicked and terrified, and the agents were getting closer and closer to her. She stood where she was, barely flinching as the three figures ran past behind her and watched it out of her peripherals while moving one hand behind her back. 

The Meta and agents were coming up on a fire hydrant at an intersection, and Kara waited, watching out of the corner of her eye to time it. When the last agent got right up next to it, just one flex of her fingers, and––oops! The hydrant burst off the ground and the water shifted in direction for a mere second to blast the man right down the street with a scream. The Nova smirked to herself before she followed the other two right into an alley. The girl was cornered by brick walls, and the agent was raising his gun, ready to pull the trigger on her when suddenly he couldn’t. He was frozen in place, but there was a reason for that. Kara had used the few seconds once she stood in the entryway that took the agent to get his gun to make a bloodbending connection with him. She mirrored his stance, one arm out and her hand poised like she was holding a gun. The agent was starting to panic slightly and aside from a few involuntary twitches of his arms and fingers, there was hardly any movement. “Run,” she told the girl, and the young Meta didn’t waste any time in doing so as she sprinted past the two of them in the alley. Once she was gone, Kara closed in on her target to finish him off. 

The agent turned around to face the blonde, the movement clearly not of his own free will, Kara kept him there while she stepped forward. She was only a few feet away from him now. “Drop it,” she ordered, even though there was no need to verbally express it. She opened her gun poised hand and the agent did the same, the weapon falling to the hard ground with a clack. “That’s better.” With a crooked smirk, she held him still with one hand while her free hand came up. A powerful force of water blasted out of her palm right into the agent, sending him roughly back into the brick wall and knocking him out. 

It had been quite a while since Kara had any action against C.A.R.M.A against. Little did she know there was someone behind her who had witnessed it...

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