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Finley "Nemo" Lupin
female | she/her/hers & they/them/theirs | 17, junior | biromantic ace | shapeshifter | dorms | tags - Ezekiel
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"Dragons are pretty cool," Nemo agreed, "Too bad I can't turn into one. That would be far more useful than anything I've managed so far." The thing about shapeshifting was that it took practice, and it took a lot of energy to sustain larger animals. She hoped that she would be able to practice here, and learn how to change into new animals.

When Ezekiel shared his own powers, Nemo tilted her head thoughtfully. "That's cool! How does the paralysis work? Is it a batrachotoxin, like a poison dart frog? Or does it somehow block signals sent through the nervous system?" Both of his powers sounded really neat, and definitely more useful in, say, a battle situation than hers. The ability to take out enemies with a simple touch was definitely valuable. It also explained the gloves in August. She appreciated the fact that he took that precaution. "Telekinesis must be pretty convenient. How strong is it?" Being the big Star Wars fan she was, she had always wished for the ability to 'use the Force' which she imagined must be similar to telekinesis. Realizing she was asking a lot of questions, and potenitally making Ezekiel uncomfortable, Nemo backtracked a little, her anxiety popping up again. "Oh, sorry, you don't have to answer any of those if you don't want to. I tend to get overly curious."

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Josué "Josh" Torres & Guía the guide dog
male | he/him/his | 16, sophomore | heterosexual | thermal manipulation | grounds | tags - Celeste
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"Goodbye, Mijo. Enjoy school, become a genius like your mother."
"Stop it," Josué's mother sent a harmless glare towards her husband, "a zoologist is not a genius."
"Close enough," he replied, giving her a quick kiss on the head.
Josué smiled. He was going to miss his family for these next few months. "Bye, Papá," he said, stepping forward to embrace his father. "Mamá." He gave her a hug as well.
"Be good. Make friends, have fun, and don't forget your Español."
He laughed. "Of course not. Even if no one here speaks it, I'll have Guía to talk to."
"Te quiero, Mijo. And you," she turned to the dog, who was sitting beside Josué, tail thumping in the grass, "you take care of my boy."
Thump. Thump. Thump.
"Hmm. Esperanza, are you going to say goodbye to your brother?"
The little girl in question, just 7 years old, looked up when her mother spoke, and then looked at Josué. She lifted her hands out in front of her and stared at them really hard, crossing her eyes and holding her breath. A little blue flower formed in her hands, starting off small and then growing to the size of a half dollar coin. "Here," she said, holding it up.
"What did you make?" Josué asked.
"A flower," the girl replied proudly, grinning.
The teen knelt down so she could stick it in his hair, which she did, tucking it next to his ear. Then, she hugged him, and he returned the hug. "Bye. I'll be home in a few months."
"Bye."
With goodbyes exchanged, the family returned to their car. They drove away, waving, and Josué waved back until he couldn't 'see' them anymore.
"Alright, Guía, where should we explore?" He looked down at his dog, who stood and shook herself in reply.

The teen decided to just walk around campus. It was a nice day out, and it was good for Guía to be outdoors. He let her sniff around, holding her leash loosely instead of the harness. After about 30 minutes of roaming they came to a tree, and Josué noticed that someone was sitting under it. "Hi," he said, pausing a few feet away, "mind if I join you over here?" He gave an easy smile, and hoped that the stranger was friendly.

[Spotted.Newt]

ＳＫＹＬＥＲ ＳＯＲＳ || ｓｈａｄｏｗ ｗｏｌｆ

[pronouns] she/her/hers [gender] female [age] 17 years [year] junior [location] athletic facility [tags] Thor

Skyler eyed the extended hand warily. Physical contact of any kind was way outside her comfort zone. The best she got was the little hand touch she did with Natasha, and even that was strategic (she touched Nat's hand with her left, leaving her right hand, her dominant hand, free in case of danger) and had taken a long time to build up trust for. She realized that many handshakes would probably be expected of her in the next few days, which would create very awkward interactions when she simply refused to do them. However, this was Thor, a king. You can't just refuse a handshake from a king- that would be incredibly rude. She tried to will herself to shake his waiting hand, but she just couldn't do it. "I'm Skyler," the teen said by way of introduction. Last name wasn't something she was comfortable sharing. "Sorry, I don't- I don't do handshakes. Sorry." Great, now he was gonna be mad at her. Good going Skyler, first day and you've managed to offend a practically immortal king and Avenger. Good job. A+. Idiot.

[GIANELLA12]

Angel Blaze|18|Hell's Angel| Open~
Angel had arrived on campus a bit late, mostly because of the fact that her father was very hesitant to let her go. He had tried to personally speak with a few of the members there to arrange special accommodations for her, but Angel insisted she would be fine. She was eighteen and wanted to be in control of her life and the one possessing her. She had parked her motorcycle and hurried into the large shielded area holding her helmet at hand. Immediately the reality of the whole situation seemed to come crashing down on her, she panicked quietly and tried breathing.

Angel closed her eyes and allowed the entity's flames to surround her body and calm her down. This was the only time she felt like she could do such a thing and not be questioned or cause her parents to panick with her. When she finally did calm, she flicked her flames away and went to wander around the campus. Her eyes flickering to the many other people out of curiosity, not only because she was a unique type of hero, but because everyone else looked so ordinary it scared her.

Ulysses Ruth|17|Ultra|Open
Ulysses had arrived early and tried to stay as far away as possible from the other teenagers present. Mostly because he knew if someone were to mention his father, any friends he gathered would be lost in seconds. He hated it, but tried his best not wanting to ruin the opportunity the school gave him. His foster parents encourage him to come and had begged him to try and make friends, or at least allies.

He silently traced the small robot charm he had on his phone, the one his mother had given him as a good luck gift, and took a deep breath. Ulysses stood from his place and began walking towards the buildings. His main focus going to trying to find the library or his dorm to relax and get his materials. It was either that or hopefully run into someone that could distract him from his thoughts. He walked slowly and looked around, his eyes dimming faintly to adjust to the sudden bright light around him, the light of a new day, a new opportunity for him.

[XDinosaur]

🛠️ ─── 𝓡𝓸𝓫𝓮𝓻𝓽 𝓛𝓪𝓷𝓮 𝓢𝓲𝓿𝓪𝓷

（ ＳＣＲＡＰ ＭＥＴＡＬ- ＭＡＬＥ - １７ - ＪＵＮＩＯＲ - ＬＯＣＡＴＩＯＮ；sidewalks - ＴＡＧＳ； Milo & Hypoxia ）

Robby smiled as Milo agreed to follow him back to his dorm. He figured it would be fun to show off all of his neat creations. They also had plenty to talk about. A “thank you” escaped his lips as she complimented his A.I. It was unfortunate that he programmed the robot to only follow his commands, or else he’d have her ask questions and such. However, he knew it was for the greater good- keeping such knowledge out of the hands of enemy’s. “Yes, initially, Alexa had no internal battery which meant a constant power supply was needed. However I modified the energy it used to a somewhat weak Repulsor. It’s created by taking excess electrons and turning them into muons. Alex doesn’t need crazy power in order to function, it’s not like he’ll be penetrating through atomic matter or anything,” Robby chuckled at himself after ‘nerd-talk’ spilled out of his mouth. He was used to talking with his friends about this stuff so he wasn’t sure if she would understand or not. However, he continued to explain more as they walked through the school. It was hard for him to focus while Milo made faces at Alex’s camera. She seemed so fun-loving.. it slightly tugged on Robby’s heart strings.

[TrashGoblinQueen]

A l f i n a S i f d o t t i r / T h e E k k o
Female /Asgardian / 156 (Looks 16) / Temporary Resurrection / Miranda Reyn

Alfina gave an entertained smile at Miranda's whitty comment, appreciating her ability to make jokes about those higher up than her, something most others were too cowardly to do. "Yes, lifts would be nice. But alas, who can afford trivial things like that when you absolutely NEED the money to maintain your skyscraper and wearable tin can?" although she was joking, there was a hint of annoyance in Alfina's voice that she hoped wasn't noticeable. While she honored and respected Tony Stark and the Avengers, as she would any group that has done admirable deeds she wasn't capable of, she did get a hint annoyed at how poorly they seemed to distribute their wealth and power. Even on Asgard, tales of the Avengers, or as they were called there, Thor's friends and the ones that beat up Loki, were told with admiration and wonder. So when they sent a distress call to them during Hela's massacre that remained unanswered, you can imagine how that felt, especially to someone like Alfina who so strongly believed in the triumph of good.

Alfina grinned and cracked her knuckles confidently when she had been given the go-ahead by Miranda, looking down at her selection of heavy looking bags filled to the brim with living supplies. She winced slightly, imagining that must have been a pain to carry all that way for a human. She quickly hoisted the baggage into her arms, hauling a few onto her shoulders. All together, carrying the bags felt like holding an armful of cotton for Alfina, and she made quick work of taking them up the stairs, managing to climb them successfully this time around.

With the bags still in her arms, she waited for Miranda to make her way up the steps as well, before replying to her question, "I would love to find our dorms together, yes." She was about to thank Miranda for the suggestion, before quickly catching herself. I would "love too?" What had cased her to warm up so quickly to this new girl? Was it something to do with her powers that seemed to let her analyze Alfina? Was it jetlag? Perhaps the giddy excitement of finally meeting someone who acted her age? Or was she simply going... Soft? She almost shuddered at the thought, though she managed to contain herself. Although she was charmed by this new companion, she needed to realize that she couldn't get attached. Trusting newcomers would do you no good on Asgard, and she couldn't see why it would be any different here. Trying to stay polite, but quickly putting her guard back up and stiffening a bit, Alfina quickly said, "But once we've found them, I would appreciate some time alone to... adjust."

[ShimmerSolarPets]

ᴍɪʀᴀɴᴅᴀ ʀᴇʏɴ
( alias. people person || age. 17 || gender. female || power. people intuition || form. x || location. dorms || tagged. alfina sifdottir )
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Miranda laughed good-humoredly at Alfina's response. Even so, the way Alfina tried to disguise the bitterness in her little quip only served to make it painfully obvious to Miranda. Granted, the girl had done a better job of hiding her sour tone better than most people would, but Miranda Reyn was Miranda Reyn. For the brunette, it was clear as daylight that the other girl held some resentment over Tony Stark, or maybe even the Avengers as a whole, though she could definitely not fault her for that. Meeting people was Miranda's forte, and she'd met a great plenty of people who held a certain degree of dislike for the billionaire. She understood such people perfectly well- people had often told her that she had an annoyingly big head, yet it was a molehill compared to Stark's mountain of an ego. Yet for all the jokes and the bashing remarks of the man that Miranda had made in good humor, she actually admired the man. Not merely as an Avenger in a "wearable tin can", as Alfina had put it, but as Tony Stark. For all his indulgent behavior and lack of humility, he was the extremely successful head of a billion-dollar industry. It wasn't an easy feat to get where he was. That level of success was something Miranda had long aspired to achieve, although her current level of crippling lethargy seemed to push that dream into a distant goal. Probably could stand to learn to be a lil bit more ambitious in this school, she thought, drily, as she took her eyes off Alfina for a moment to glance at her surroundings.

When she looked back at Alfina, the blonde girl was already hoisting up her luggage effortlessly up the stairs. "Holy-" She stopped herself from continuing that sentence. Miranda had expected a show of superhuman strength, though it was certainly not every day that one got to see a girl of Alfina's stature carrying heavy bags of living supplies as if they were made out of feathers. Miranda felt like such a feat was completely normal for Alfina, and that it came to her as regularly as breathing. For some reason, Miranda thought that sort of outlook would not be the case if super-strength had been Alfina's power. It was almost as if Alfina would have been just as used to seeing others display the same level of strength. That only solidified the notion Miranda had that Alfina might not be the average superhuman- if there was even such a thing.

She quickly caught up to Alfina, a pleased smile forming upon her face when she heard the girl's approval of her suggestion. Miranda sensed a familiar warmth from the girl's words- the sort that people usually gave off after some time of interaction with her... unless Miranda was specifically trying to get on their nerves. However, her next words gave off the impression that she was putting her guard back up... which was something Miranda predicted yet again. So far this interaction had been slightly amusing, though it could definitely serve to provide more surprises. "Yes, of course. That's perfectly understandable," she responded. "I mean, we're going to have to unpack as well."

Miranda dug around the pockets of her trousers for her timetable. "Anyways, what's your dorm room number?"

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Ezekiel Novak
18|Cismale|Homosexual
Location: Dorm
Tagged: Nemo

He could imagine that it probably took a lot of energy for Nemo to change forms, especially for an animal that was larger, and he wondered if it would even possible for her to change into something mythical.
He kept silent when she started bombarding him with questions about his powers, and he averted his gaze towards the floor. He was not quite as excited or interested in his own powers as Nemo seemed to be. Then again, she didn't have to live with them. He waited until she had finished talking - and had apologised for all the questions - before he looked up again.

"I... I'm not sure. It blocks nerves, I think, and is fast acting. It only works if I make skin-to-skin contact." Ezekiel replied, hesitantly, starting off quite slowly, unsure if he really wanted to talk about it much more in depth. "It's only temporary, but... it's caused heart problems for people in the past..." he shook his head slightly. Then, he continued, to answer her easier question about telekinesis, which he was more comfortable with. "It's pretty strong. I can't move people or animals with it though. And it's weaker if I wear gloves, so... it's a risky compromise."

Aurelio De La Cruz
17|Transmale|Bisexual
Location: Corridors
Tagged: Olivia

He nodded in agreement. "Me too. It'll be nice to have someone I know in them." Aurelio replied, quite pleased that he had made a friend - even if she was much louder and out-there than he was.

Aurelio shrugged slightly, as if it was not a big deal. He was just helping someone out, like a decent person. He'd help anyone out the best he could - unless they were horribly rude towards him. "It's no problem at all." he gently insisted.
He had to laugh slightly at her response to the question. "I'm pretty sure it will be. I saw lots of other students around." then, Aurelio nodded again in agreement. "Yes. Me too. It'll definitely make things easier."

[norvina!]

(☄)❝celeste o'rin❞
(sixteen)(☙)(tagged;josué)(location;under a tree)
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Celeste had slowed her breathing, listening to the calm environment around her. The heat didn't seem like a problem to her anymore as she fell deeper and deeper into ultimate relaxation, all she could focus on was keeping her abilities at bay. Unknowingly, fallen leaves had picked up around her, they floated around her quietly. A noise broke her focus as she opened her eyes, the leaves fell immediately.

Celeste watched as the boy and his dog walked over to her, she eyed the dog carefully due to never have been near one too closely. She seemed to have spaced out as she didn't quite process his question. Shaking her head, she quickly muttered out an answer. "Sure..?"

[LoadedPhilly]

Milo & Hypoxia
❝reel against your body's borders❞
locations; sidewalks tags; Robby

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She nodded, smiling. Clearly he was eager to share his invention with her, and she was glad to hear about it. ”Uh huh, so tell me, where’s the flux capacitor?” Shamelessly laughing a bit at her own joke, she brought a hand to cover her mouth.

The young woman thought for a moment that the inventor and AI duo sounded familiar. It struck her that Robby sounded like Tony Stark himself, although considerably nicer than the tales of Stark’s pre-Iron Man persona.

”Also, is Alex going to have a show down with Alexa or Siri?”

Thor
❝I was lightning before the thunder❞
locations; gym tags; Skyler

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At her refusal of a handshake, Thor gave a gentle smile and returned his hand to his hoodie pocket. ”No harm. Pleasure to make your acquaintance, Skyler.” In the grand scheme of things, handshakes and formalities were pointless. There had been plenty of less pleasant interactions and introductions in the Asgardian’s life.

Moving on in the conversation with ease, he moved back to wandering through the gym. ”So, Skyler, how did you come to attend here? I was more or less placed here and asked later. Annoying, really, but it all worked out nicely.” He could tell he had made the teen uncomfortable and wished to smooth things over again. Hopefully, he thought, she would look past whatever had upset her and resume the calm companionship they found.

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Finley "Nemo" Lupin
female | she/her/hers & they/them/theirs | 17, junior | biromantic ace | shapeshifter | dorms | tags - Ezekiel
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Nemo nodded along as Ezekiel explained his powers. He seemed rather self-conscious about the whole paralysis thing, but she could see how such a power would make someone feel uncomfortable. The gloves and uncertainty reminded her of Elsa from Frozen but she didn't say so. He probably wouldn't appreciate being compared to a Disney princess, or might think she was making fun of him. "That sounds neat," she said when he explained how the telekinesis worked, and hummed in agreement when he said the gloves were a risky compromise. After that, she wasn't sure what else to say, and fell into an awkward silence. She really wasn't very good at starting or maintaining conversations, so she was impressed with herself that she had managed to be the driving force behind this one for so long. It seemed her luck had run out though, as her mind blanked on what else to ask or say.

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Josué "Josh" Torres & Guía the guide dog
male | he/him/his | 16, sophomore | heterosexual | thermal manipulation | grounds | tags - Celeste
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"Awesome, thanks," he said when the person, a girl based on her voice, said that he could sit. Although, she sounded a bit unsure, as if he had woken her. Had she been sleeping? She was sitting, so he had assumed she was awake, but perhaps she had been napping, or lost in thought. Josué sat down on the edge of the bench, leaving space between himself and the girl. "I'm Josué," he introduced himself, "though most people just call me Josh." He leaned forward and felt along Guía's harness for the fasteners, unclipping them and sliding the harness off the dog. "Go play," he said quietly, patting her head. Then, more loudly, directed at the girl, "This is Guía. She's really friendly, but if she gets close and makes you uncomfortable let me know." The dog, once out of the harness, wandered over to the willow and stared anifiing around it.