1x1 with cswolf.

[cswolf.]

Cyprus handed him the script and nodded. "Alright. That sounds good." He spoke as he looked at him, flashing him a smile. He chuckled however and spoke "Somehow this seems like an excuse to boss me around?" He spoke to him before he became alert at the sound of banging outside their dorm door. He stood and opened the door. That familiar white spoke from before began to swirl around their dorm room. Cyprus backed up, hissing at the smoke, not liking the aura that it brought with it. He tried to shut the door but he would not shut.

[Consulting_Angel]

He took the script gleefully, and he read over it quickly to get some direction ideas to start off with. Then, he looked up again, the expression of 'pure innocence' back on his face. "Whaat? I'd never do that!" Elliot insisted. He dropped the act - and the script - when he heard the banging sound outside of the dorm, letting out a surprised yelp. He stood up quickly, looking around for something to fight with. He spotted his croquet mallet, and he picked it up, before starting towards the door. "Who's there?" Elliot asked, warningly, tensing up and trying very hard to not freak out, especially as the door was not closing. He gripped his croquet mallet tightly.

[cswolf.]

The familiar squeaking was heard from the mist as three giant mice came out of the smoke cloud. Cyprus hissed and kept his attention on the rats, allowing his claws to come out. He swatted at the beasts as he kept Elliot behind him, remembering the smaller boy's fear of them. He didn't know who was causing this attack, where the smoke was coming from, what was causing these mice to come after them, or why they were coming after them specifically. The white spoke began to surround the boys, grasping Cyprus's feet to keep him solid into place, his golden eyes glowing in the white smoke that circled him. He would disappear using his abilities but he wasn't going to leave Elliot behind.

[Consulting_Angel]

His eyes widened slightly as he heard the squeaking, and he whispered 'no, no, no' repeatedly under his breath. Still his grip tightened more on his croquet mallet, knuckles turning practically white. Elliot attempted to move, so that he could jump up onto one of the beds so he'd have a higher ground from the giant rodents, but found that he was unable to move, feet stuck to the ground as the smoke swirled around them. He glanced towards Cyprus, then back towards the floor, croquet mallet positioned to hit out at any of the mice that came close enough to hit. He was panicking internally - though he was sure that it was clear on his expression anyway. "Who's out there?" He asked, demandingly, yet his voice unsteady. Elliot wanted to know who was behind all this, so that he could smack them with his croquet mallet and yell at them.

[cswolf.]

A voice appeared in the smoke. "You two have grand abilities I would adore to "borrow" for a little while..." The masculine voice smirked. "Heck no!" Cyprus hissed as he slashed at the white smoke that surrounded him. If only Elliot could reach him and grasp his arm he could teleport them out of the smoke situation but sadly Cyprus could not move any closer to him. He stared out into the smoke, golden eyes glowing as he tried to escape.

[Consulting_Angel]

"You'll have to fight me first, I can call on an army!" Elliot yelled back, in resistance, as he swung his croquet mallet in the direction of the voice. Then, he glanced towards Cyprus, watching him for a moment. They'd have to do something quickly. Repositioning his hands so that only one was grasping his croquet mallet, he leaned forward, reaching out with his free hand and took hold of Cyprus's arm. "Can we go?" Elliot asked him, his deep brown eyes looking into his golden ones, pleading, hoping that Cyprus could still make use of his powers.

[cswolf.]

Cyprus looked over at Elliot quickly as he felt himself be grabbed. He released a breath of relief as he noticed that it was Elliot. He closed his eyes and transported them out of the room and downstairs into the common area where the smoke was not at. "What even was that?" He murmured as he stepped away from Elliot.

[Consulting_Angel]

He closed his eyes, unsure about the sensation of being teleported, and he opened them again when he heard Cyprus murmur. Elliot let go of his arm, as he stepped away, then placed it back on his croquet mallet, which he'd also been still holding. "Does this mean we can't go back to our dorm?" He asked, "I'm not sleeping on the floor or someone's couch." Elliot declared. Perhaps that should not be a priority now, but it was still true. He glanced around the common area, as if only now making sure to check that no one else was there.

[cswolf.]

"I am sure that we can go back to our dorm room after whatever it is that is controlling the smoke finds a different target. It seems like it's after our abilities." Cyprus explained as he watched Elliot. He was glad that Elliot had a weapon on him. "It seems like it finds our deepest fears and uses it against us." He added as he looked at Elliot. This plot seemed way much bigger than just some random smoke and mirrors type effect. This had to be bigger. Someone had to be behind it all.

[Consulting_Angel]

He let out a loud, prolonged sigh, then said, "Well they better move on soon." He shook his head slightly, and focused more on the main, perhaps slightly more important points. "But why our abilities? What for?" Elliot asked, though he knew that Cyprus didn't have the answers - but he wasn't sure if he even wanted to know anyway. He nodded in agreement to Cyprus's statement. "So... what would happen to you? What's your deepest fear? Since we already know mine." Elliot asked, hoping that he wasn't being too invasive, but it might help to know what else they might end up going up against.