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Sometimes time seemed to stop, in the middle of the conversations, while people interchanged words, looks, feelings and emotions. And suddenly everything was quiet and cold, extremely cold. The time was frozen, it stopped for a minute in Alessandra's world, then everything came back. Like a sudden "boom", everything was chaotic around her, more people talking, moving, looking. The moments were missing in her mind, like a lapsus or some sort of conmotion, and now everyone was heading into the rooms. Inteligent, people would like to leave all their stuff, baggage, clothes and bags in a safer place where other gods wouldn't trip over them, like everyone coming after her had done with Alessandra's bags, scattered around the entrance floor, in front of her feet, not far away from her, where she had moved them some minutes ago. Alessandra picked up her bags and went up the hallway, looking for an empty room with her name, something she could mark as hers finally, in that house full of gods and goddesses. Probably the government had locked them up there in the middle of nowhere because they were mentally insane. Alessandra could believe she had powers, or some sort of special, unusual or supernatural abilities other humans didn't have, but what was unbelieable was that there were other seven teens with special powers too. They were some kind of freaks, experiments, they were expecting something from them. Were they waiting for them to save the world? To keep peace between the countries?

That wasn't the way fire ruled, fire burns, fire explodes. Don't play with fire.

Six elements, and two other special abilities. Alessandra wondered if they were missing something, another piece in those games. It wasn't about winning or dying, it was about surviving in a world where you didn't belong, a race you were not related to anymore. They used to be your family, it used to be your country, your government. And now it isn't, not anymore. You're an stranger here. Did they really come from Earth? Or were they a mix of Superman and Thor? No, obviously they weren't, they were just a bunch of kinds with special superpowers who went around the world just to be finally locked up in the "oh so close to the cities and people" mountains of Colorado.

Just great.

At least she was allowed to keep her phone that day, since any adult had shown up to tell them what to do, where to leave their things or what were they doing there, appart from "helping saving the whole world from war and deathly weapons". The fact was that they were the deathly weapons people were being warn about, they were the weapons of massive destruction people had to fear. In that story, they were the pack of wolves, and they were just villagers. Scared of what they don't know, and even deathlier if they have an army. And they were only seven [or eight] teens. Alessandra got her iPod from her backpack, which she had previously thrown to her "bed", something like a sleeping bag with a small table by it's side near the window, where you could smell the forest outside. In her hands finally, the iPod came back to life, and strange "beeps" and "buzzes" came from it, notifications from the outside world. But Alessandra, for the first time, wasn't interested on the "real world". She needed music, the energy she lacked at the moment. With "To The End", by My Chemical Romance, pounding in her ears, Alessandra made her way out of the room, closing the window before leaving and hoping her bed [soaked at the moment] would be dry by the time she returned to her bedroom. With this thoughts in her mind, she came out of the house and looked up to the sky. It wasn't raining anymore, but it was colder. "Anybody up for a walk?", Alessandra said while she wrapped her hands around her, but smiling at the same time.

[ if you play with fire, you're gonna get burned ]


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"a m u s e d"
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outside house
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Bobbie, Stan and Jake

quote by author unknown

[my Lalia]

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[ oh my gosh, I am so, so sorry that I haven't posted, I've just been so busy. re-cap? I've finally got time to post. I'm free tomorrow afternoon and the vast majority of the weekend, so I'll definitely be able to post. ]

[Artesian]

[Ooc: Weeeell, it's sorta dead right now, due to finals, I think. But for what it's worth, the teens have arrived at the house, arriving in a variety of ways: kidnapped by men in black, given a plane ticket and instructions, having men in black visit their house and plop them on a bus, etc. Introductions were made, awkward conversation ensued. We learn that these teens are the reincarnations (sorta) of the Greek gods. Now, Bobbie (earth), Stan (air), and Jake (water) are going exploring outside. Miriam (war) and James (knowledge) are talking out on the landing, where James tells her that "What I mean is that, if humans cease to believe we are out there, we cease to exist. The deities are dying.", meaning that if they continue to be cooped up here, they'll die. Alexandra excuses herself, and goes to her room.

And that's about it...? Please correct me if I'm wrong.]

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[ Alexandra went out of her room, she's now standing outside. I changed my post to start a conversation, lets see if anybody answers ]

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I'm waiting for Miriam's response to James' dialogue :3

[Artesian]

[Ooc: I'm waiting for Bobbie's response to Jake and Stan, but I could route him by Alexandra while he drops off his bags..?]

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((I'm waiting for Bobbie as well :s ))

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{Sorry to keep everyone waiting...I'd kind of thought this died. Well, glad to see I was wrong.}

Bobbie glanced towards Stan, who'd spoken. She nodded, not smiling, which was her normal expression, and ran a hand absently through her shining hair. "Alright, well, the river it is," she said easily, in response to Jake's aptitude for it. Mud was harder to work with, for her, but Bobbie figured she'd get used to it. And either way, it would be more fun for everyone else if there were more elements there. The girl still hadn't gotten used to the fact that everyone she was talking to right then and there was a weirdo, like her. A reincarnation, if that was possible. A god. Barbara let her dark eyes slide over everyone outside, alighting on the boys James and Stan, as he vanished back into the house, and Jake. She darted her black-blue eyes to Alessandra and Mirium, and then turned them inward. She asked herself, quietly, as she started without a backwards glance at the house into the forest, downhill, where she knew the river was, what she must look like to these people. They were like her brothers and sisters, in a sense, weren't they? They were all the same, in a sense. Bobbie knew what she looked like, though. She looked like a stolid, possibly vapid, blond girl who was overly serious and not talkative. She knew that. And she didn't mind it, either.
As she hiked downhill, holding on passingly to trees as she crossed their paths, liking the feel of the roughness on her fingers, Bobbie thought about Jake, Something strange, about that one, she decided. What had he called her, again? She really hadn't been paying much attention, too absorbed in the wild around her. It was quite overpowering, at times, especially something so pure, as this. She hardly ever found pure wilderness, these days. It was so hard to come by, it made her want to cry, once in a while. But now she felt elated, happy and joyful at the prospect of living here, though there was always a cloud to damper that thought, that even if she had wanted to, she couldn't leave.
But back on track. Hadn't she been thinking about Jake? Silently, and with a slight ghost of a exasperated smile flicking across her face, unseen by the people behind her in the wood, Bobbie chided herself on how easily she became distracted. Turning back to trying to remember what Jake had called her, what he had whispered to her, almost like a lover, she set her mind on that scene. It was a strange moment, she remembered, and after all, it was only a few moments ago it happened. Tuwa! Bobbie blinked as she remembered it, no wonder she couldn't before, she'd never heard it before. But she turned her head back, to look at Jake, curious. Now, almost self conscience, Bobbie wondered if she should say anything at all. Was a delayed reaction better then none at all, or worse? Biting her lip for a moment, indisicive, but too curious to let it drop, she halted, waiting for the water god to catch up to her fast pace.
Bobbie was never one to beat around the bush or to mince words, she usually bluntly came out with whatever she had to say as quickly as possible. The only time she didn't was when she was trying to lie, something, as a result, she was absolutely horrible at.
"What does Tuwa mean?" She asked when he was standing next to her under a free canopy, dappled shade speckling her tanned face. She didn't smile, but she didn't frown, either.

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