☀ The Sanctuary ☀ teens with powers ☀ Closed!

[darcy_jensen]

l i l y // a l l i n g t o n
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power - teleportation // crush - rowan // tags - rowan, mayne, timpani

a gentle smile struggled to make its way across lily's fragile features, her pale skin stained with liquid sorrow and regret. of course rowan was going to take her confession in an accepting manner, it was just his nature. the total opposite of her hatred fuelled nature that had caused destruction to so many people's lives. as the boy she held so immensely close to her heart whispered an apology, lily could do nothing more than feel at peace, the heavy weight that clouded her heart lifting slightly. she knew he would need an explanation, and he would get one, but only when it was the right time. and that did not seem to be now. lily allington could only smile as rowan was fetched by Flynn, having to leave immediately. "I love you," she whispered, her words hanging empty in the air as she was now alone. she felt a shift in the atmosphere that surrounded her, and although a peaceful sensation overcame her, she had never felt so broken.

somewhat mindlessly, the girl wandered towards a pair of familiar faces, although in truth, she hadn't known them all that long. she couldn't quite explain the numb state that she was in, for she had admitted the secret that she'd been keeping for years to the love of her life, yet she didn't know how to feel from his reaction. "so which side have you chosen?" she asked softly, her honey like voice gently chiming into their conversation. she knew from the moment Mayne had named the three sides that she was a loyalist. she was willing to fight for what was right, and she knew that Cilan's leadership was worth fighting for.

[wolf?]

Jade gives a small nod, "I was gonna do a little sketching for a bit, but you can read if you'd like to." she told him with a smile as she pulled her sketch folder out from the waist of her pants. She pulled out a blank page and got her pencil from in her knee high socks and thought of things that she could draw. She gave a brief thought to dong a sketch of Andy, but that would seem kind of weird.

[~Rue~]

Andy Imani || 17 year old male || weather manipulation
with: jade
"You draw? That's great." I say but I'm not surprised because I always pegged Jade as the kind of artsy girl who would be into that kind a stuff, me myself I'm not super good at art but being Windwoods, I learned music. I was the worst boy in music in windwoods though and one thing that made me stand out was the fact that I had a deep voice and the others boys voices sounded more like girl voices. so I would sing in the back of choir with Timpani and them. I think I was the only boy back there but no one made fun of me for it, windwoods was not that bad now that I think of it. They were pretty nice and now they are gone, I feel bad for how i would stay inside and get mad when anyone tried to talk to me. I should have got to know them and be nicer to the people who took me and my sister in.
I look around and find a book I might want to read. A lot of them are history books and I grab one about Hesenia Mytholgy that has a picture of a black haired man with a spear on the front, I think it is Conlan. I go to the couch and sit back down. "Show me when you're done." I tell Jade with a small smile. "I can't wait to see it."

Anna Imani || 11 year old female || shapeshifting into small animals
with: xia
I might be more reckless than Andy but I am not completely stupid. I let go of Xia for a second so I go to the surface to breathe even though it is awkward to have to tread water while trying not to kick Xia in the face everyone knows I don't mind awkward though haha. When Xia puts an air bubble around us I drop down into it, firstly because I can't tread water when my legs are in air and secondly because well I can actually breathe air so I can sit beside her for longer now.
"Thanks Xia." I say. "I was worried about you, besides every body else is fighting and I don't want to be up there." I hate the stuff Regina is saying about my friends but I don't think I can face her especially when people are on her side and I don't know what side Jen is on. "I'm sorry about what happened."

Kale Birch || 17 year old male || photosynthesis/light from hands
with: pack
I don't say anything but I don't trust these traitors. Someone better hold me back or I might rip the throat out of that horrible Darius who has been nothing but rude to Amber, he might hide behind that smile but he is just as fake as a manticore trying to be nice. I am not a leader but i am as loyal as any wolf or dog to my leaders. I just stand there beside Amber and cilan , now standing up straight and facing the traitors bravely, I hope they back down and look away.
I turn to Amber. "Do you want me to come with you?" The look in my eyes instantly changes, Amber is an alpha unlike the fat omega Darius who wont stop staring at Regina (yuck)

Fern Birch || 16 year old female || photosynthesis/plant telepathy
with: pack
I don't think Solara is okay and it is really making me scared of how cold she feels, I never get scared of ANYTHING so this is saying something. my family always loved Solara, especially dad. I miss him, he was a big nerd and you know how I love nerds (hint hint wink wink Celeste).
I just kind of pet the queens arm like stroking a kitten, super awkward but what else am I supposed to do? Then Sorcha comes back and sets a fire.
Well I need sunlight but its not like I can get what I want right now I think not sure how to reply to her.
"I don't really need anything, not sure about the others" I say.

[SunnyJustice]

The Sanctuary

Darius was just loving the hilarious attitude from these kids. That Kale dude with the bright green eyes, look at him. Green with envy. Green with disgust. This big mommy's boy was sucking up to the high-and-mighty sun lovers. All the little kids were siding with Cilan, just because of his bloodline. There was no other reason.
Come on. Darius was smarter, taller, and heck of a lot tougher. Cilan was an even worse mommy's boy than Kale! He was a pathetic snivelling idiot who had apparently already died. See? He couldn't even defend himself.
He smirked at the stupid emotional disgrace coming from those hotheads. It was so funny. Look at Amber, trying to threaten Regina. Everyone here was like twice her size. Darius could squish Amber like a bug, no problem. Regina just had to speak the word, and he would kill the weak disgraces, a valiant knight fighting for his beautiful Queen's favor.
Regina threatened that little sucker right back. Darius smugly smiled at Amber, knowing that Regina had obviously won this battle. The stupid sun huggers were gonna die crying for mommy.
"So," He said once the idiots were talking amongst themselves again. "Been a while, lovely. Why don't we take a walk and we'll catch up?"

Cilantro was pleasantly surprised that a stranger was pledging his allegiance. The taller brunette was backing up his words, and even lowering his head so he wasn't towering over everyone. Cilan and this boy had never met before, yet the Prince saw only candid loyalty on the newcomer's face.
He had promised he wasn't going to cry, but his lip began to tremble when Amber confessed her love. He had to bite down hard on the inside of his lip until he tasted blood, to stop himself from sobbing into her arms and telling her how much he had missed her, how much he realized he needed her in his life, how he had realized it too late after he lost her. He wouldn't do that in front of Regina. Cilan felt two tears falling from his eyes, even with all the effort he was making to stay calm and act like his mother.
He took a deep breath once Amber pulled away. The Prince clutched her hand, feeling like he was drawing all his strength from her presence. He really did seem to stand taller and straighter with her by his side. And here they were, making their stand together against the rebel trying to tear them apart.
Once Amber and Regina had finished, he silently fixed the blonde girl with a long look. Not even exactly a glare. It was the kind of look that Queen Solara would give assassins, warning them not to do something they might regret. The assassin would usually attack her anyway- and die as a result.
If Regina didn't heed this warning and attacked any of his comrades, she would meet the same fate. Except Cilan was probably not as quick as his mother.
Amber then mentioned her group. So the brunette boy wasn't the only one. Cilan knew his mother was coming back, but this soon? That was even better. He could bring the sun back once and for all. Once Agatha saw this, she might as well give up. There was no hope for her plans to destroy Hesenia.
We can do this. After all this time, we're finally reaching the end of this war. Cilan was overcome with hope- he swore he could feel their hearts beating to the same rhythm. Yes, his heart was beating again. We're going to win. We're going to see the sun again.
We're going to save the world.
"I can come, and so can Timpani and Mayne." Cilan gestured to the two. They had never stirred up conflict. Despite Timpani's rough demeanor, both of them created more peace than war within the group. "I can't wait to see Mother again. I can feel it, I'm ready now. I'm going to bring the sun back."
He was smiling again. "We're going to watch the sun rise-" His voice cracked a little, betraying the emotions he was barely hiding. It took him a second to regain his composure.
"Together."

Timpani shrugged. She wasn't exactly good at social stuff, but she was loyal to her team. She just stepped in when she was needed. Right now, things seemed to be de-escalating. No more stupid violence over dumb things. If anyone punched anyone else, Timpani was going to assert herself as an immovable wall. She would just stand there, and the idiots could punch her all they wanted. They wouldn't get anywhere. If anyone took out a weapon, she would break it. She was made out of metal after all, at least her bones probably were. She should be tough enough.
"Yeah. It's stupid. We can jump in if things get rough, but not now." She absentmindedly played with Mayne's hair. He was so soft, like the friendly birds that would fly around Windwoods and approach people without fear. Contrast that with Timpani, the woman made from old scrap metal and melted down rusty nails.
Mayne brought up the sides, just as Lily approached and asked them what sides they were on. Timpani was pretty sure of her choice. She wasn't going to create more conflict. It would just get out of control.
"Peacemaker. Who would have expected?" She even chuckled a bit. Once Timpani considered herself pretty hard-headed and fiery, but look at this. She had met people who were even more feisty firebrands. She was the one who came out of a volcano, and now she was holding back while others exploded at each other.
Maybe it was thanks to Mayne. Now she understood she couldn't afford to be violent all the time. Yeah. That was a good explanation. She didn't want him getting hurt.
"I think it's your fault I've become one, kitten," She told Mayne as she messed up his hair. The teenagers seemed to be talking about Timpani and Mayne now. What did they want?
Timpani might be a grumpy person, but she was ready to help.

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Birvale Forest

Waverly was so upset, he had to force himself to laugh at Fern's joke. Only a half-hearted chuckle came out. He rose to his feet when he heard a noise in the distance. It was just an owl hooting, but it had scared him half to death. His heart was pounding so loudly, he was sure everyone could hear it.
Waverly didn't know what to do, until Sorcha's words replayed in his mind. He kept forgetting that Solara needed warmth. The thought was honestly disturbing to him. He sat down on the other side of the tall woman.
Fern was reassuring the Queen, who seemed to have calmed down. Waverly had to struggle to hear Solara's reply.
"My sweet child... thank... you."
"I think if she calls you her child, you can call her mom." Waverly said to Fern. He appreciated that the girl was trying to lighten the mood, but her words just kept reminding him of his own brother. Waverly couldn't just sit and cry uselessly though. He felt a sense of responsibility after Amber and Sorcha had left, so he wasn't going to bring down the mood even more. Following Sorcha's instructions, he inched closer and leaned his head on Solara's arm, still very disturbed at how cold she felt.
When the soldier returned, Waverly watched intently as she made a fire. He was normally afraid of fire, but this one made him feel better. Maybe because it came from the girl who was here to protect everyone. She then asked what everyone needed. Although she didn't look that old, she was quite responsible. Fern didn't need anything, but Waverly had a request.
"Could you s-stay with us?" He asked quietly. "I'd feel a lot safer if you stayed here."
Mostly because she was a tough protector figure, like Waverly's mom. But also because Waverly hated how Sorcha was going out alone. Something could happen to her and everyone would be left in the dark, literally and metaphorically. Not that he had the guts to accompany her into the dark forest himself. He was too scared.

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The Underworld

Azuline pretended to be offended at the fact that Amelia was an assassin. She scoffed in a way that was supposed to sound really high and mighty. "Assassins are just soldiers who can't hold formation," She teased, but her smile gave herself away. "I'm just kidding. If anything, I became a soldier because I can't stealth worth disgrace. I thought I would get earthquake powers just because of how my footsteps sounded."
She couldn't really think of a good prank idea either.
"That sounds like a good idea. Are you strong enough to pick up their leader and dangle him in the air? I think James is the leader. I hope he's scared of heights, the little brat."

Zelkova had escorted too many people to the afterlife today. She was more dissatisfied with her job than ever before. Her most recent victim had been Eden Everton, a small eleven-year-old boy who Agatha killed with nightmares. Just when she thought the carnage was finally over, she received yet another beep on her pager. That was when she lost her temper and punched the nearest Underworld prisoner in the head.
Payne Winters crumpled to the ground unconscious, with a fist shaped mark on his head. His wife Meadow burst into tears and sobbed uselessly.
"Shh. Do not cry," Zelkova told her gently before her voice rose to a furious shout. "SHUT YOUR LUNO-DAMNED MOUTH!"
Meadow screamed at the top of her lungs, and ran away down the corridor. Zelkova was literally shaking with rage. This weakling was glad she hadn't been punched in the face too.
The reaper was in the worst mood ever as she disappeared, teleporting to the living world. Could these teenagers not stop killing each other? Some 'Sanctuary'!
She appeared in the cabin, which she was all too familiar with. And she saw a girl who she was also familiar with. Mallory Everton had earlier killed many soldiers with her pack. The deaths of her fellow werewolves stopped the killings. Now she herself was dead from the pathetic curse from Agatha.
Zelkova was going to do one of those passive aggressive slaps across Agatha's face. She had run out of patience for this load of disgrace. From now on, she was operating on a zero tolerance policy when it came to the dishonorable behavior.
Seeing the state of Mallory Everton though, Zelkova couldn't be angry right now. She took a few deep breaths even though she didn't need to breathe. It was just a thing that mortals did to calm their racing hearts, and Zelkova probably didn't have a heart either, but it worked somehow.
She walked over to the recently deceased girl and knelt beside her.
"Sweetie, you look like you need a hug." Zelkova murmured, gently running her hand through Mallory's hair. Personally she wanted to hug the girl too, but many people were repulsed at the thought of hugging Death. So Zelkova always waited until the other person seemed comfortable before doing that. Unlike her disgrace of a sister, she actually had consideration for other people's feelings. In the name of Solara's garden, Zelkova was in such a bad mood right now.

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Celestial Tower

Clotilda was glad Jonah was here, or she would probably throw the librarian through the wall. What twerps! She could not believe the ridiculous behavior from Regina and Darius. Come on, if you wanted to lead a real rebellion, you could at least start by not insulting your potential allies.
Once she was done with her brother, she turned to Jonah with a wicked smile on her face. Ranting time. She loved to trash talk people who ticked her off, both behind their backs and to their faces. She wasn't one of those coward losers who ran away from all conflict, so obviously she would repeat all of this to someone's face without a care.
"You should have seen the way Darius was looking at Regina. It was so gross, I don't know what he sees in her. The things she said! You know, I wouldn't be surprised if she was lying. Maybe she just stood there and watched my dad die. I wouldn't put it past her to do something like that." Clove could not stop spewing her hatred for that girl. "I mean, my mom's not my favorite member of my family, but I swear if she attacks her..."
She took a few deep breaths and squeezed Jonah's hand. She was starting to yell, and this was a library. "Thanks for coming over here," She said as she looked at his hand. It was bigger than hers, which she loved to rant about, but right now she had lots of other things to rant about.

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The Island

Ondine rubbed her eyes sleepily. Myrtle was being silly and hiding, until Grace started asking questions. Then he came out from behind her and started jumping up and down, squealing something that sounded like: "Ohmygosh ohmygosh let me come please please please!"
Ondine chuckled and listened to Grace's justifications. She had originally planned to leave all the men and children on the island, along with any women who weren't in the army. Among them were retired soldiers, and aspiring warriors who had just fallen short of making the cut. But Myrtle was the only orphan whose primary caretaker was leaving.
"You're coming with us," Ondine said to the kid, who started screaming and jumping around even more. "But only if you promise no screaming on the trip."
"Promise!" Myrtle's voice was suddenly a whisper.
"We're leaving as soon as the rafts are ready. I'll go check on them now," Said Ondine. Grace had already started running away, dragging the tiny excited boy behind her. Ondine chuckled and shook her head. What a handful.

Myrtle had to bite his lip so he wouldn't keep squealing in front of Ondine. "I love packing!' He told Grace, even though he had literally never packed before. His whole life, he had lived on this big island with everyone he knew. Now he was gonna see new places and meet new people! He was going to make so many friends.
Once they entered Grace's hut, he looked around the room. Wow did these girls love weapons, they were everywhere! One girl had a really messy bed. There was a sword sticking out from underneath that someone could trip over, so Myrtle nudged it back under safely. There was a coconut peeking out from under the pillow. Someone was sneaking food indoors.
"Of course!" He told Grace when she asked him to get the books, and he recklessly dove under her bed. He hit himself in the face by sliding into the two books, then he laughed at his own silliness and grabbed the books. He crawled out awkwardly, mostly having to inch his way by doing this sideways snake dance thing.
"Here you go!" He said, holding out the books. "Ooh these look like really cool smart people books. Can you read them to me when we're on the boat?"

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The Desert

Peregrine gave the man a big smile. He was normally pretty shy, but he trusted Vaxas- he had heard many good things about him. The Generals somehow kept in touch, and Ondine never told Peregrine anything about how exactly. He had a theory that something supernatural linked them together. It was the only thing that made sense.
"Thanks, Vaxas. I actually haven't found my power yet, but I'm sure I will soon." The boy leaned slightly against the tall blonde as Vaxas ruffled his hair. He was so glad to actually find another... human being. As grateful as he was to Acacia, she still made him really uncomfortable.
"What's your power, sir?" He asked, not really wanting to talk about his feelings towards the spearwoman following them. Peregrine didn't have any grudge against her or something. It was just, she freaked him out.
I should have listened to Ondine and stayed away from the zombie apocalypse movie...

[wolf?]

Jade gives a sheepish smile and a small nod, "Yea... Just nature and such though." she told him quietly as she finally decides to draw her favorite animal, a wolf. She stars with a rough outline using basic shapes and sloppy lines, turning the page away from him as he went to sit back down, "Alright, but no peeking!"

[honeybee.]

Grace was immensely pleased that Myrtle was allowed to come with them, so much so that even as she pulled Myrtle towards the cabins she was skipping slightly. At Myrtle's declaration of his love for packing her face split into an even wider grin, he loved everything. They might be heading out to face an invincible enemy but at least she had Myrtle with her, and she'd be able to ensure Agatha couldn't get to him unless she went through her first.
As Myrtle pushed the sword back under one of the beds Grace chuckled loudly. "There's no point, Myrtle!" She told him, "She'll only mess it up again when she comes in to pack." Grace's other roommates had tripped over the messy girl's possessions plenty of times but her own super reflexes protected her from ending up face-planting the hard wooden floor along with the more traditional surprise stab protection. In comparison, Grace's bed was the sheer opposite to her roommate's, made up well with all her stuff in neat piles underneath it. It would take a lot of effort for someone to trip over her stuff. At the coconut under the pillow Grace looked slightly sheepish. They all had their own secret stash of food for the occasional midnight feast; this one just seemed to be not greatly hidden.
After asking Myrtle to fetch her books Grace heard a thud and turned from where she was packing clothes into her bag to see him wiggling out from under the bed like a strange Myrtle sized caterpillar. She was laughing so much by the time that he handed her the books that she had to wait a few moments before replying. "You looked like a strange insect!" She explained as her laughter died down, then she nodded in answer to Myrtle's question. "I wouldn't call them smart people's books, I got the first one when I was seven, but ,sure, I can read them to you. Maybe they'll help us!" She hefted her bag onto her shoulder and grinned at him, "Now, what about your stuff?"

[artemis,]

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( mallory everton ) - - ( cis female ) - - ( sixteen ) - - ( werewolf/animal telepathy ) - - ( tagging death )

The girl had spent a while just staring at her body, and almost didn't notice that there was someone hovering next to her. She was, however, shocked when she felt a hand touch her head. She flinched and almost turned to swipe at whoever it was, but knowing the myths about reapers, she could only just stare silently forward. At the female's words, though, she wordlessly leaned to the side, giving Zelkova permission to hug her. Even though she was "death", Mallory had nothing to fear since she was already dead. Her hands were still shaking slightly, but she had calmed down for the most part. She lowered her eyes and just waited for the female's response. She was in too much shock to speak at that moment.

[passione]

♘—ｒｅｉｄｕｎ "ｘｉａ" ｏｌｓｅｎ
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〚age † 17〛〚gender † female〛〚power † aura manipulation〛〚crush † silas meis〛〚theme † x〛〚form † x〛
〚tagged † anna〛

Xia stares at her fingers, mentally counting how many minutes the bubble would last before it burst, dispersing her small amount of energy into the lake. “No need to worry. It’s not like I could kill another person,” she lied, knowing full well that she could kill Regina on the spot with no remorse. Xia hadn’t gotten a good look at the new faces, but Amber Soare seemed to be among them. From what she had heard some years ago during her short time spent in the Capital, Amber was like Cilan’s counterpart. His best friend, his muse and his weakness. But wasn’t Cilan’s family his weakness? He was a good guy. He was one to do his duty and protect his people— be a good king if he lived to see the day the throne would be given to him.

He will. If Xia was going to be taking part in this whole ordeal, she would be making sure that Amber and Cilan snatched the thrones back from the Brown family. They’d rid of the evils in Hesenia together and rule the land properly like the heirs they were born to be.

“I’ll stay down here with you,” she says to Anna, holding up seven fingers. “That’s how many minutes we have at most down here, though. Unless you wanna go up there and grab my amulet for me”

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〚age † 17〛〚gender † female〛〚power † shadow manipulation〛〚crush † n/a〛〚theme † x〛〚form † x〛
〚tagged † azuline〛

“You’re quite right,” Amelia chuckled. Azuline wasn’t wrong at all. Virisia may have obeyed Alastair and dedicated herself but she was a mess of rage and fury in battle. Amelia herself? She couldn’t even work for the king properly until just moments before her death. Formation really wasn’t something Amelia was particularly good at, she always strayed off alone.

Amelia thought long and hard for an answer. Was she really strong enough to hold James in the air? Her strength may have been dialed down since her arrival in the Underworld. Nevertheless, she nodded. “Yeah, I’m strong enough. I once chucked a chandelier at my father before murdering him with my mother’s sword.”

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〚age † 17〛〚gender † male〛〚power † enhanced reflexes〛〚crush † akiria saito〛〚theme † x〛〚form † x〛
〚tagged † peregrine, blythe, acacia〛

“Honestly, Peregrine, my powers aren’t what I want them to be.” Vaxas didn’t want to give the boy a straight answer. “I just have unnaturally good reflexes. Sure, it helps out in training but what can that do? It just gives me better chances of escaping death,” he mumbles. If Vaxas really wanted any power, he would choose astral projection. At least then, he could escape his body and be numb to any feeling, being detached from his nerves and all. Are souls able to feel heartbreak and solitude? The only way to really find out is to ask a soul or become one. How could he do that, though? He couldn’t just die and become a soul on the spot, that’d freak Peregrine out way too much and leave him with Acacia.

Vaxas may not be empathetic at all, but Peregrine was pretty much spewing discomfort from his pores. Vaxas didn’t blame him. Acacia looked like a living corpse. So, what if he had died on this mission? Would it matter? Perhaps the general would care but what he wanted was to join his family in Celestial Tower. Oh, the things he would do to feel love again.

[wolf?]

Jade gives a sheepish smile and a small nod, "Yea... Just nature and such though." she told him quietly as she finally decides to draw her favorite animal, a wolf. She stars with a rough outline using basic shapes and sloppy lines, turning the page away from him as he went to sit back down, "Alright, but no peeking!"

[hellb0und]

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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx[ jennifer / sixteen / pyrokinesis and accuracy / female ] xxxxiii tagging gavotte and rowan

Jennifer agreed and began walking towards an isolated spot. She eyed his wound for a moment before speaking, "We should take care of that." She gestured toward the raw patch of skin on his shoulder. Rowan could heal it, or they could temporarily soothe the pain by applying cold water. Unfortunately she'd need to have Gavotte administer the water to his burn, and she could guarantee it would be painful. Rowan was definitely the better alternative within the situation. She knew he was oblivious to the past events since he had slept so long, but the explanation could wait. "We should go see Rowan, he can heal your wound." Jen turned herself around and began walking back towards the group. Gavotte was in tow and she found the male behind Darius and Regina. Passing the two she greeted him, "Hello Rowan. Mind giving us a hand?" The wound was rather obvious, and as a result she believed she wouldn't need to explain.