Twisted Metal;

Christian Ainsworth. Twin. Share's a psychic link to his sister--much to his dismay. 22. College Student at Morgana Academy. Metal Manipulator. Biological and Physics Science Major. 

[tatum-clark]

“Sorry buddy, gotta hide the bottle. Sixteen, seventeen in July so if you wanna get me a birthday present, which I strongly suggest, my favorite color’s red and I like the Patriots, makes me a traitor to Ohio but that’s just a burden I have to live with.” She told him with a mocking sincerity, even putting her hand over her heart solemnly. 

[xconflatilem]

Christian let out a low whistle and mocked a wince "Ouch, now I feel like that creepy college guy offering alcohol to all the underage High Schoolers." he replied with a slight shake of his head "How did it come to this?"

[tatum-clark]

“Or we could be rebellious; shot first, question later.” she suggested with a grin, “First hand research shows tequila brings out the best kind of answers in people.” The brunette informed him with a knowing nod, “Unless you value tradition in that case, I tell you mine, you tell me yours and we can awkwardly wonder where our conversation goes from there.”

[xconflatilem]

Christians smirk only grew as she replied "Tradition gets boring. Though, one quick question needs an answered first; how old are you? I need to know if I should hide the tequila bottle upon the arrival of authority figures or if we can just ignore them entirely." he responded, green eyes narrowing slightly with curiosity.

[tatum-clark]

“Thank you. Luckily for you I don’t think Peter Pedro would have much interest in groping your right nipple, at least as far as I know, but I’m really feeling the empathy, Blondie.” She smirked before actually taking a moment to look at this guy and realized she was referencing the nipple of a stranger, “I’m Tatum by the way, not as in Channing.”

[xconflatilem]

Christian smirked at her "For his sake I severely hope not." he replied in amusement, shoving his hands into his pockets "Christian--and not as in the religion." he mused with an easy smile. "I suppose this would also be the part of the introduction where I ask you what your power is and then we take a shot because that question get's asked far too frequently."

[tatum-clark]

"I kicked him in the face because of three reasons, one, I probably looked cool as hell; two, his hand is almost always "falling" on my boob and literally always on my right, I think it’s bigger but anyways hitting him because of that stupid rat tail above his lip was just like hitting two birds, one stone.” she explained with a simple ‘what-can-you-do?’ shrug of her shoulders. “Technically that’s three reasons or, like, two with a bonus point, your pick.”

[xconflatilem]

Christians brow's lifted in amusement as he watched her, a low chuckle escaping his lips and warming his throat. "I get it, I probably would have kicked him in the face too." he agreed with a nod, mocking a serious expression.

[tatum-clark]

God, I can’t believe that bitch of a teacher gave me detention! You accidentally-on-purpose roundhouse one guy in the face…. I mean, if she’d seen his mustache she would’ve done the same thing.

[tatum-clark]

[xconflatilem]

"You kicked someone in the face because you didn't like their mustache?"

[goldenainsworth-blog]

The tone in her brother’s voice and one word reply, and that she could feel that he was not delighted to see her made her upset. She immediately shook her head, not wanting to get emotional and dismissed the negative thought and feeling in her. She flashed him a grin, “To study and to see you. It felt like it’s been ages since we’ve been together, you know?”

[xconflatilem]

Christian let out a slow and even breathe as his gaze locked with his twins. After a very brief pause he turned his attention back to his work "Well I'm busy." he replied in a dull tone. "I have an exam in the morning." Christian wasn't stupid, he knew very well his sister could both hear his thoughts and feel his emotions, he just simply didn't care. The more she ignored his obvious distaste for her, the more it just made the situation worse. Clearly she did not pick up on the logic in that. It was practically two plus two. "I'm shocked our parents let you step two feet out of town let alone Arizona." he added bitterly. God knew that was the reason he hadn't gotten to attend Morgana sooner.

[goldenainsworth-blog]

The Ainsworth girl doesn’t have to make any guesses to find out who’s voice was that from for she knew all too well who it already was - the link between them helped too since she felt as stronger connection this time. She turned around to face the ever handsome face of her dear twin brother and immediately threw her arms at him. “God! You have no idea how much I missed you!” She squealed, she was beyond happy right now to finally see Christian. She then let go of the hug and looked at him, the smile on her face was still there. “So how have you been, bro?”

[xconflatilem]

Christian tensed under his sisters embrace, immediately recoiling away from her. Her emotions were flooding over his own and not in a pleasant way. It was like sitting in a dark room and suddenly someone was blasting the sun in your face. "Fine." he replied in annoyance. "What are you doing here?" he asked.

[gabriel-clarke]

Gabriel, as curious as ever, got closer to the other man and sat on the seat across from him. “Any reason you’re staying up so late to do it?” He asked, knowing that it was well past curfew for any of the students, but the teachers didn’t have a curfew, so he couldn’t complain much.

[xconflatilem]

Chris glanced up at the male across from him "Can't sleep." he was also very perplexed by the idea of Claire being at the school. "So I'm distracting myself with something productive." he added after a moment. "You?"

[gabriel-clarke]

Gabriel was on his way to his own classroom when he saw something. The place was quiet, but he could see some light on the other end of the hallway, that was the science labs, right? Curious, he walked over to the lights until he saw a man working on some paperwork. Gabriel was going to turn around and head back to his room, but then he heard a voice call out to him. Turning around, he smiled at the other man apologetically, “Not lost or looking for anyone, I was just curious.”

[xconflatilem]

Christian nodded and glanced back to his work "Ah, well, nothing too interesting just finishing a lab." he replied, dragging his blue ball point pen across the paper once more. 

[scarlettniles]

"Not…exactly. I just like to stretch them a little. And sometimes they snap. I mean, a lot of the stuff I do flies under the radar, I just don’t go to class very often or do homework and stuff like that. That’s where most of my detentions and isolation time comes from. I’m only intentionally aggravating half the time.” She smirked and shook her head at her own words, pushing a piece of hair that had fallen in front of her face away. “Oh, right. Why’d they not want you to come? Scared or just too attached or something?” Scarlett had never really been able to grasp why some parents didn’t want to let their children attend Morgana — as much as she often said she couldn’t wait to leave, it was the best thing that had ever happened to her. “Portal creation. I could be in Australia in the next seven seconds if I wanted to be. What about you?”

[xconflatilem]

Christian let out a chuckle "So I take it attending the Morgana's college is not in your future plan, then?" he asked. The blonde shrugged once more "My parents didn't want Claire anywhere out of their line of sight, it was a miracle we weren't home schooled." He admitted." So they told her no, which naturally meant I couldn't leave either since apparently we were not to be separated."he replied with an eye roll. Their problem hadn't been that they were mutants or even that they didn't want Christan to leave, it was simply because Claire wanted him around there fore, there he was. Anything to please the unicorn that was his twin sister. At Scar's response to his question his blonde brows lifted "Impressive, how well can you control it?" he asked, interest clearly piqued. "And mine is metal Manipulation." To say he was advanced would be an understatement, his power had underwent constant stimulation since he was eleven.

He admitted.

[goldenainsworth-blog]

I think Saturdays are proof that some kind of God exists out there. 

[goldenainsworth-blog]

[xconflatilem]

"That or it's just what comes after Friday." Christian replied with an eye roll as he flipped through his text book. 

[dreamsarelies]

[scarlettniles]

"Can’t say I know the feeling. Me and my brother have never really not gotten along, he just gets annoyed with me when I’m too ‘overprotective’ or whatever." Scarlett waved a hand nonchalantly, but it was true; she was often far too worried about Isaac and had the tendency to treat him like he was much younger than his actual age. "Right, Chris. Yeah I’m in high school, fifth year, actually. Even if I was old enough to be in college I don’t think they’d have me. God, I think some teachers around here have the end of my sixth year marked on their calenders." She snorted and shook her head. "So what, you’re a late bloomer with your powers or you just didn’t wanna come for high school?" 

[xconflatilem]

Chris smiled, content that she hadn't pressed the matter further. He then let out a chuckle "I take it you're not exactly the type to follow the rules, then?" he questioned, quirking a blonde brow. This was definitely the most interesting conversation he'd had with a random stranger at midnight in the labs. Christian shook his head "Early bloomer actually. My parents refused to let me attend." he replied "Other wise I would have been here much sooner. What's your power?"

[celebritiesandmovies]

[scarlettniles]

She noted with some curiosity that he didn’t seem to share the same enthusiasm Claire did — whenever she spoke of her twin she was upbeat, happy, positive, always with someone good to say. Christian by contrast seemed almost reluctant to even hear about her. “You, uh, don’t get along or something?” She moved to sit on one of the stools at the table next to her, feet tapping lightly on the metal bar at the bottom. “Thanks. You can call me Scar too, most other people do.” There was a gentle rise and fall of her shoulders as she shrugged, shifting in her seat before answering his question. “Four years, nearly five. I think I’d be bored of the place completely by now if it wasn’t full of freaks. How long have you been here? Since the college stuff opened? I don’t remember seeing you anywhere, I know most people.”

[xconflatilem]

Christian shifted to place his papers in his text book and close it "You could say that." he responded, lips pursed for a moment. Their psychic link certainly didn't help with the situation. It only ensured she was nearly always with him, which in turn simply made the situation worse. Of course Clair didn't get that. She was too thick headed. "You can call me Chris if you want." he stated and then nodded "Yea, I transferred once the school revamped for college students. Can I assume you're in High School since I haven't seen you in any classes?"

[hotmenforgirls]

[annabelle-chaveau]

Anna nodded enthusiastically, temporarily distracted from her original reason for engaging Christian. “Right? It’s just so cool. Like why did get a power when neither of my parents did? No one else in my family had one, as far as we know. So why me? And why the one I got? It just seems so random.” Anna laughed. “Oh, right, sorry. I’m an animal morph. I can morph into pretty much any animal I choose. Though I prefer pitbulls.”

[xconflatilem]

Christian shrugged ever so slightly, a subtle rise and fall of his shoulders "It could be assumed that the mutant gene is recessive." he replied. Truthfully the whole thing was fascinating, in theory it made sense but once you began to break down the actual science of the situation it got complicated. At her response he smiled "Does it hurt when you shift?" he asked out of sheer curiosity. Theoretically it should be not only be ridiculously painful but also incredibly tedious and take quite some time, but again, theories.