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"TARS" - ♂ - Taskforce Captain - Form
Tags: Wren - Jaxon - Cafeteria

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His gaze was brought up from Wren, to Jaxon who had arrived to say good morning. He nodded an acknowledgement to him and watched as he came up and grabbed Wren's shoulder. He didn't quite say anything, his eyes narrowed a bit but his calm smile stayed put on his face. He would just have to learn the hard way. Wren made sure of that, he lifted his chin proudly as the woman took the other's arm and lifted it, so that she was no longer being grabbed. Exceptional. He felt the twitch of a smile on his lips as he nodded and looked down at his coffee. It was cold now.
"Good morning, mister Archer. In a friendly mood this morning, are we? You know better than that.." he replied while moving to stand. It was probably best he print out the day's search quadrants. Put the teams together.. send them out searching for rebel bases. It was hard when they didn't know where to look. But once they found clues he could easily track them down. That's what made him dangerous. He hooked himself to the printer in his office and the computer and began to type up an itinerary. His right hand was moving down at his side as if he were typing while he remained able to speak and talk clearly. Multitasking was fun.
"I do hope your actions do not take to the field today. I do wish to take both of you with me today for the search."
He grabbed his coffee with the hand that wasn't typing up the invisible itinerary and excused himself to dump the entire full cup away and into a washbin. Only to return to the two.
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Tacet - ♂ - Loner - Form
Tags: Xylas - Mess Hall

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He was always the one to avoid Saša as much as possible. As he always believed in 'out of sight, out of mind'. If Saša never saw him, then he was in the clear. It made sense that his powers would come in handy at a time like that. Not yet has he been caught by the leader. He wasn't interested in getting caught anytime soon anyways.
"Oh alright.. so like you can teleport them to your use.." he nodded, understanding now this guy's powers. It made more sense the way he explained it anyways. The kid got done shaking hands and now Xylas was sitting in front of him. Not some stranger who indeed.. decided to sit down in front of him while he was in the middle of eating. Which by now he realized, he was okay with. Xylas wasn't that bad of a guy.
"Those powers of yours must really come in handy when you're fighting..." he hummed while deciding he was done eating and pushed his plate away. The man took his hand back from the shaking and leaned his head on an arm as he watched the other with an intrigued look.
"Must be nice.."
He really couldn't say the same about his own powers. The only thing they were good for were running.. and hiding..
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[axelandria]

arsinoe woestwood ── tags:. open
taskforce sniper | 18 | bisexual | rec room

Arsinoe lay sprawled across one of the couches in the rec room, scrolling through Instagram on her phone. She'd woken up early and was bored out of her mind now. She wanted something to do, anything.

hailey gunter ── tags:. open
collectors officer | 17 | lesbian | invisibility ; speed | mess hall

Hailey sat in the mess hall, head on her arms, her untouched meal beside her on the table. She'd stayed up late last night, and had fallen asleep this morning before even getting to eat. She was oblivious to the events around her as she slept.

[. king .]

༄ pαηd⊕rα mαηdrακε

[cafeteria] - [task force 117 enforcer] - [mediumship ; ectoplasmic manipulation] - [tagged darian]

Pandora watched Darian as he spoke, his eyes trained on the other male as he spoke. Pan sat back, slouching into his chair. Although he had just finished his cup of coffee, he was already starting to feel the boost of energy dissipate. He sighed, knowing that the “crash” would come much sooner than he would have liked. His mind had started to wander when Darian brought up the subject of empaths. “No” he cut in, the light, jovial tone he previously, replaced by a much more serious delivery. “I already have too many people” he scowled at the word, “taking up space in my mind, the last thing I need to worry about is someone else trying to get in”. With his final word, he grabbed his mug and stood up to leave. “Thanks for the chat” he mumbled as he walked away, dropping his cup off in the kitchen before heading back towards his bedroom. He would probably regret this little outburst since all it did was make him look even more ‘irritable’, nut for now the voices were coming back and Pan just wanted to be alone.

[Kurora]

Sephtis Reiner ∆ 19 years ∆ Male ∆ Taskforce Demolitions Expert ∆ Location: Cafeteria>Gym∆ Tags: Open

Set raised his eyebrows as she tripped but otherwise stated silent, letting the moment pass. He must have surprised her. At her inquiry, he nodded. "You are correct," he replied, watching closely how she handled it. He was glad to see she was carrying it easily. It meant he did his job. But it was her second question that brought a devious smile to his face. "My secret~" he purred, leaning in the treadmill, arms crossed. His ways were his secret, so it was time to shift the subject. He was not fond of divulging those. "If it works, then it won't matter, right? Also, any opinions or suggestions on the look?" If it was functional, the next thing he would need to address would be durability. With things as they were, that was a genuine concern. Maybe he could get her to use it during the team's next job then analyze the parts after? He made a mental note to bring that up later.

[dea invidia.]

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paragraphrebel collectorspacermood. embarrassedspacerlocation. mess hallspacertagged. jasper

paragraphdistracted? only slightly. she smiled sheepishly at Jasper, "oh a soldier, makes sense as to why i don't know you then. you're close, i'm a boring old collector." she put the apple back in her bag, as she tried to look through Jasper's aura in order to see the bread. she focused her energy on moving two pieces of toast into the toaster, her hand moving slightly at her side as she tried to guide it in. she used her telekinesis to turn on the machine before turning back to Jasper. While the telekinisis a bit of energy, it was nowhere near enough to effect her sight of the auras. "so mister soldier, how long have you been with the rebels?" she questioned, might as well try to get to know the man while waiting for her toast to finish.

[Not here]

Jessica Marie|Advisor|20 yo|open|training center>mess hall

after some intense working out, she took a shower and went to the mess hall with a rumbling stomach. She walked into the kitchen area, cooked up 3 hard boiled eggs and rice. After 15 minutes, she bowled up the food and walked to the seating area, sitting farthest from everyone. The shifter wasnt one for crowds but didnt mind 1 on 1. Comfortable in her chair, she started to eat her food.

[faelyn]

𝒲𝒾𝓁𝓁𝑜𝓌 𝐻𝓊𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓇
𝑅𝑜𝓁𝑒: Gatherer --- 𝒫𝑜𝓌𝑒𝓇𝓈: Water manipulation & Telepathy --- 𝐿𝑜𝒸𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃: The Main Dormitory --- 𝒯𝒶𝑔𝓈: None, open

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A faint, dainty light danced above her vision as she stepped into a lush, green field. Flowers surrounded her, and a familiar figure stood before her. “Wren?”The question was bittersweet on her tongue, and tears welled in her eyes at the single word. Despite the salty droplets of water that swam in her gaze, none of them dared to cascade down from her cheeks. It was too real to be true, and deep within her soul, she knew it wasn’t reality. Her heart trembled, and her chest seized up, in an effort to raise a wail from her throat. However, she knew this seemingly familiar face was nothing more than her imagination. “I’ll find you, I promise.” Doubt prodded her mind as she spoke, but she didn’t cease to withdraw them. Her wandering thoughts froze as the scene slowly dwindled away, carrying away the figure of her beloved sister. The palace of her imagination faded, and reality waited patiently in its place.

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A mellow light drained away the last bits of darkness that lingered. Blinking away sleep from her eyes, she glanced around, her light-blue gaze settling on the empty beds in the Main Dormitory. Cringing slightly at her mistake, Willow climbed down from the top bunk of her resting place, delicately landing on the hard floors of the shared space. Her fingertips grasped a simple, green blouse and matching pants to go with it. Without any effort, she pulled her carefully, chosen clothes on, and ran a brush through her coppery-brown hair. She threaded across the cold floors of the bedroom, reaching the door, moments later. Fingering the knob of the egress, Willow stepped into the corridor, and averted her gaze in the direction of the Mess Hall. She placed a careful foot in where her gaze lingered, and with little hesitation, Willow headed to her destination. Her strides paced in quick motions, and in little time at all, she arrived. Familiar voices were mixed in with foreign ones, and a sociable figure caught her light gaze. Hugo. She noticed another fellow rebel nearby, and the general. Turning her attention to the counters close by, Willow turned on her heel. Her fingers lining up against a kettle, before pouring in the transparent liquid. Warmth seeped into her slender fingers, while her hands grasped a tea-bag, placing the flavor-filled element against the side of a small-sized cup. Taking a seat in a chair, she lifted the calming drink to her lips, sipping it as she observed her surroundings, remaining carefully quiet to stray away from any further attention.

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Jᴀxᴏɴ Aʀᴄʜᴇʀ
Rᴏʟᴇ: Taskforce Enforcer--- Pᴏᴡᴇʀs: Healing & Bullet-proof skin --- Lᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: The Enforcer Bedroom--- Tᴀɢs: Wren Hunter, David Stellar

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Letting a small smile flow into his features, Jaxon withdrew his hand and placed it near the warmth that radiated near his coffee mug. “Lighten up, Wren.” His words held a rather teasing tone, and for a moment his smile faltered. “But, of course, my dear.” He lifted the medium-sized cup to his lips, and savored the warm liquid that seeped into his mouth. The bittersweet taste of his morning drink glided off his tongue, and the milky texture of it ran down his throat.
Hearing the Captain’s words, he lifted his head. Delight flooded his thoughts, however, upon TARS’ next words, Jaxon furrowed his brow. “Sure thing, Captain.” He paused for a moment, letting silence settle for a brief moment, before resuming his train of words. “Don’t worry, I’ll take extra precaution for my deeds on the field.” Letting his frown mellow away, Jaxon sipped the remains of his coffee, before rising to his full height to place the mug inside the nearby sink. Turning on his heel, he returned, settling down in his chair, once more.

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[Vivika]

Wren Hunter
Role: Sniper | Location: Cafeteria, Taskforce Blacksite | Tags: David/TARS & Jaxon

Archer’s words slid off her back as if they were raindrops against a roof. Words she could ignore, but touching was a different story. He was trying to figure her out - figure out where they stood with each other. She was almost certain of that. The switch from formality to casual acquaintance didn’t go unmissed, but she let it slide to get up and put her glass away, along with tossing away the muffin wrapper and the strawberry tops. Returning to her seat, she heard the man’s reassurance to the captain that he’d be extra cautious of his actions. It seemed to almost contain mild sarcasm with the addition of the word ‘precaution’ and the quoted word of ‘deeds’. However, a quick glance towards the enforcer confirmed that he seemed serious about what he’d said from the slight wrinkle in his expression.

The captain had mentioned a search with the two of them earlier, which held her interest. Leaning forwards, she glanced briefly to the returning enforcer from his trip to put his cup away, before returning towards the captain. “Has there been any recent rebel activity that we should be aware of?” Knowing what type of... atmosphere they’d be heading into was important. It could provide insight as to where the Rebellion at in their rebelling stage and set the general pace as to what they should be looking out for. If there’d been recent activity on a certain area, perhaps heading there would provide clues to narrow down where they should be searching. Not to mention how heavily armed they should be for safety’s sake.

Hugo Bridges
Role: Gatherer | Location: Mess Hall, Rebellion HQ | Tags: Dris, Milo, Edie, Shinoto & Fireflies [Mentions: Hani, Evelyn & Willow]

The quick back and forth conversation between the Shinoto and Fireflies was difficult to keep up with, but he managed to follow through with it as it landed on powers. He made a mental note to answer that sometime in the near future, but never got to it, distracted by Dris’s pointed question and the arrival of the recruiting officer, Edie. From the flow of conversation, he picked up the rank of said Dris, along with a few bits of information about the pair of rebel soldiers. Seeing the collector dart away from the group, he tilted his head, mildly surprised by this. For someone who just threatened to nail his head into the wall, he would have expected a more… different reaction from them. Was it just him, then, that Dris found convenient to lash out on? The thought irritated him to a certain degree, although he kept it under wraps.

“Of course.” He withheld a sigh at the general’s request to see him in private. Just as he thought this whole mess was all tidied up and ready to be put into the deep recesses of his mind. To be fair, he wasn’t completely sure what about, but he did have an idea or two. Glancing around the mess hall, he spotted another one of the gatherers, Evelyn. The rest of the gathering team had arrived for the morning. Seeing the general, along with Shinoto and Fireflies take their leave, he decided he best do the same. “I can talk to Willow or Evelyn to see if they know what we’ll be doing this morning. Maybe they’ve seen officer Jung around,” he suggested, his gaze flitting towards the recruiting officer.

[Keladry]

Dris Remy

Mood: Defensive ✷ Location: Mess Hall ✷ Tagged: Milo [mentions: Hugo]

Dris cringed, hearing their name called back. It was over! Dris was going. They weren't going to bother anyone else. And they already had plans, for the next time they found themselves too close to Hugo.

But this was the General. The leader. Annoy them too badly, and Dris would quickly find themself on the wrong side of the war. Dris gathered their guts and turned on a heel, offering a curious smile to the General.

"Of course, sir," Dris said. "What do you need?"

[Expired_Karma]

FireFlies. Location:Mess Hall

FireFlies eventually just took off her armor from sweating.She jumped off the last stair and landed on her feet and got another piece of wood and walked up the stairs and finished the wall.She grabbed the paint and painted the wall.She used fire magic so it would dry faster and then picked up everything and cleaned up.She broke the stairs and left it at that.She walked into the training room and saw that everything was fine and left.She walked outside and walked to her motorcycle and leaned on it.She sighed and clenched her bangs then brushed her hands backwards so her hands are now on her neck.She yelled in a language that wasn’t common.She started to cry silently.’The only person who would talk to me got hurt just because of me..All because all of my experiment mates got killed’was all she could think.She shook her head’why was I the one?Why did I have to be the successful experiment?’She heard someone walk outside and a familiar voice”Are you ok?You know i’m Not mad at you right?I was being a little pushy,I know”He sat down.FireFlies looked at him and saw that it was Shinoto.She shook her head and said”I’m so sorry.The rumors are true,if you continue to talk to me then you will be hurt.It’s probably a good idea to leave me at the moment.We can talk later,ok?”Shinoto shook up and nodded”Right,i’ll See you around then”He went inside and FireFlies sighed and looked up and said”Akiko..I hope you’re doing better then I am..”she sighed.She stood up.She wipes her eyes and says”Akiko..please bless the souls that have been killed.As your familiar please bless them and give them another chance to live.Not as experiments,as something successful and free”FireFlies didn’t realize there was a magic circle under her and then she heard a voice”Don’t worry FireFlies..they will have a new life.They are safe and have been gifted a new and peaceful life”FireFlies looked up and nodded”Thank you master Akiko”Then the magic circle disappeared and Fireflies sat back down on her motorcycle and looked at the sunset and nodded’Right’