#mutantstart

[theciphcr]

flora sat on a bench in the park, writing in one of her many notebooks. the writing to most people was illegible but to flora that was just the way she wrote. she could read it and that was all that mattered. when she noticed a person walking by, she looked up. “you can sit if you want. i didn’t mean to take the whole bench up.” she said quiet, shuffling herself and the papers around to make room in case the other person wanted to sit. 

[brycereid]

“Stupid fly,” Bryce mumbled to himself, allowing a small sigh to escape from his lips as he finally lifted his head from the book in front of him. He’d tried to ignore the fly as best as he could, but his heightened senses made it next to impossible. He heard every flap of its wings, every buzz, he could feel it land on his arm, he could feel it flying around- and it was starting to drive him nuts. “That’s it,” he stated, his eyes narrowing as he focused on the fly, “You’re mine now!” he cried out, as he thrust his hand into the air, grabbing ahold of the fly between his index finger and thumb. “This’ll teach you not to mess with me!” he spoke with a laugh as he brought the fly in front of his face. “Now run off and tell your friends,” he gave one final warning before opening his hand and allowing it to fly off. And then, almost as if it had never happened he turned his focus back to the book in front of him. 

[malloryxsmith-blog]

The library had been quieter than normal all day, which meant Mallory was left to her own thoughts as she re-shelved books and checked the shelves for books placed on hold. She hadn't paid much attention as she walked around the corner and right into someone. She backed away quickly, placing enough distance that she couldn't touch them, even on accident. "I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention."

[echoseanjohnson-blog]

Working at the diner meant getting up early and putting on a good face no matter how depressed Sean really was about her life now that she was outed as a mutant. Still, by the time she had make-up and jewelry on, she was all smiles and saying her hellos to her co-workers as she arrived at the dinner and slipped on a waitress apron. Her first customer was already seated and she scooted over to them with a pot of coffee and a grin. “Hey, sweetie, been waiting long? What can I get you this morning?”