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[sataraxias]

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REBEL COLLECTOR // telempathy, clairaudience
tags // riku [mentioned: jessica, nic, mavis, gen, michael, bree] loc. mess hall

His eyebrows rose as he listened, also reclining back into the seat with a hand in his hair. “Don’t worry,” he said cheerfully, “I have no absolutely no clue what's going on with Jessica. She's not here so it doesn't even matter at the moment. In fact, don't even bother to tell me!”

Emrys shifted slightly as he was bombarded with a lot more stress than he'd bargained for. He hadn’t been expecting to be comforting his collecting officer, but hey, this was a weird day. There sure were a lot of emotions hanging around the rebel base. “Don’t hate on Nic, that’s not fair. He’s a good friend of mine…I think. Mavis, though, hate on her if you wanna. I’m down to talk smack.”

He wasn’t sure what he could consider Nic. Was good friend the right term for them? Descriptions involving friend for Emrys usually just meant Genesis, if he was honest. Did it matter? He still wasn’t appreciative of his collecting officer being rude about a guy who was shot. Maybe he was part of that fan club? Had he signed up for it unwittingly? Oops. He sighed slightly and leaned forward on his elbows, “Dude, I feel like you’re literally an officer, so you could just organise people to do your stuff or whatever. Nobody was posted anywhere to my knowledge, ‘cos Michael’s MIA and Bree’s focused on doing her medic-y stuff.”

Emrys leaned back again. It was kinda cold in here. He wondered if Nic was warm in his hoodie. Did the snowman ever get warm? He'd never been cold enough to give someone frostbite, apparently, but that wasn't saying much. Neither had Emrys. That'd be weird. Although if he'd been gifted with cool icy powers instead of a wacky advanced hearing thingy and a bond to a friend who had aBaNdOnEd him, maybe he'd be able to give people frostbite. Or maybe not, because Nic couldn't... Distracted thoughts that had gone full circle returned to Riku as he blinked a little.

"Uh, what? Why would I want your jacket? No thanks, you can keep it," he realised as he was saying the words why the other had offered. "Oh. I took my shirt off. It's all good. Don't worry about it. I'm chilling."

[*Lovel*]

Karissa Blackwell | Tags: open | Location: hallway, mess hall
Karissa nervously made her way to the mess hall, she didn't know what to expect since she just recently became a member of the rebels. She ran a hand through her hair as she finally got to her destination and glanced around the room. She made her way to an empty table and sat down. She studied her hands in deep thought of what she could possibly provide these people with her powers and knowledge, what would they have her do, who would she be meeting, would she by any chance make friends? These were all new feelings to her since before this she just had to watch out for herself and have her own back, now she will have to work with team and protect others. She pondered this all over and over.

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"KIPP" - ♂ - Rebel Soldier - Form
Tags: Karissa

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He was walking down the hall, aiming for the exit so that he could return to the world above them and perhaps find his bench one more time. It seemed right to only go back and relax in such a peaceful environment. What with all the excitement happening down here. With the need to sap somebody's energy, he figured the park was the best bet. Tons of people there. Plenty of targets. He smiled and hummed to himself as he headed through the hallways and past the mess hall and.. upon glancing into it he spots a red headed woman sitting alone at a table. She was quiet, and the android did not recognize her at all. He blinked a few times, adjusting his eyes on her and pausing.
Perhaps.. his little trip to the park would have to wait. Such an easy target sat right in front of him, he didn't even need to walk all the way back to the park. Looking left down the hall, then right, he knew he was alone with her. He smiled and stepped into the mess hall toward the woman. The moment he stepped into the room, more lights turned on so it seemed like a less dim and dark place.
The android made his way over to the girl with a bit of pep in his step. A groove in his move. He was happy, and it showed.
He sat himself down across from the girl and propped his head up on his arms while leaning on the table itself.
"Well you seem like a fresh new face.." he said aloud, raising his eyebrows at her all friendly like.
"We see new faces all the time down here but I can already tell you're gonna be one of the better ones."
He snickered to himself, putting a hand out in front of him and staring her down
"Nice to meet you! The name's KIPP. KIPP with two 'P's. I'm one of the rebel soldier's around here. Who might you be?"
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[*Lovel*]

Karissa Blackwell | Tags: Kipp | Location: mess hall
Karissa mentally jumped out of her thoughts and physically jumped a bit as a blonde man, or at least she thought he was a man, sat across from her. She slowly lifted her eyes to his face taking in his features, she then remembered he still has his hand out for a handshake. She looked from his face to his hand and back to his face before placing her hand in his and gave a firm handshake. She plastered a small smile on her face and let go of his hand and running the same hand through her fiery hair nervously. "My name is Karissa, Karissa with two S's" she said trying to cover her nerves and lack of social skills with her attempt at wittiness. She looked away from his face back to her hands."I just got here not too long ago, I hope I can make a good first impression." she said softly still fixed on her hands while ignoring the low rumble of her tummy.

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"KIPP" - ♂ - Rebel Soldier - Form
Tags: Karissa

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He stared at her with wide eyes and a smile as she had jumped when he sat down. Perhaps he was to work on his entrances.. didn't seem like many people enjoyed it when he arrived in such a bold fashion..
But she was kind, she looked him over like she was analyzing him and eventually put 'er there for a handshake. He grinned a little more and shook her hand firmly, before pulling away and landing his hand on his hip to rest for a bit. It had done enough for the day.
"Karissa, hm? Very nice! I like it." he answered, putting that name down in his database for later.. matching name to face. He also put in that she was new and therefore didn't know much about the place.
"Well I mean you can try! But first impressions.. good ones at least.. aren't my specialty."
He chuckled softly before leaning in a little more and watching her with interest
"I do know, however, the entire base by memory.. and I can show you around? I'm good at that. I'd show you to our general but theyre uh.. at the moment occupied." he replied
"I’m sort of the rebel’s know it all. I’ve been around for a while, you know! Anyways..” he sighed, tapping his fingers on the table as he had begun to bore himself
“Lets hear more about you! I’m always interested in the powers that end up here. One of my good girl friends has the ability to mimic people! I’ve always thought it was so cool she could sound like me. Like how can you even do that? Its so intriguing.”
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[*Lovel*]

Karissa Blackwell | Tags: Kipp | Location: mess hall
"I think you are doing fine so far." she sad encouragingly. When he said he could show her around she meet his eyes again and studied them, he seemed to be genuinely offering her a tour. She gave him a small smile "I'd appreciate that." she said. When he mentioned the general being busy she cocked her head a bit, she wondered what the general would be busy with and what he could be like. She figured this wasn't the time for those questions right now and would ask later. When her brain finally caught back up to what he was saying she completely forgot what she was just thinking about. Her ability? When most people found out what she could do they became scared of her or simply just thought she was weird. Despite her better judgement of keeping her ability a secret until she had no other choice she decided to tell Kipp. " I'm a necromancer, I can bring back people and things that were formally dead and control them. I haven't fully perfected the control part yet though." she said unintentionally moving a hand to her shoulder. " On the other hand I've learned how to pick locks through practice.... How about you, what can you do?" she asked, desperate to get off the topic of her ability.

[Expired_Karma]

Riku Kiankawa
Tags:Emrys. Location:Mess Hall

Riku looked at Emrys then at the table absent mindedly.He looked Emrys when he said he’ll talk smack”You don’t need to talk smack about anyone.It’ll just cause more problems then objectives to accomplish”Riku rubbed his forehead”No matter how much you hate or dislike them”He added on.He stretched and yawned”Ok,just thought I’d offer”Riku said and rested his chin in his hand that’s propping his head up.He looked around tiredly


La Trio

The trio got silent.Their voices tight.Akiko looked at Milo”With all due respect but I just got here,you barely know me.How could you make a decision so fast?”Akiko asked,her face is calmed and composed.FireFlies looked at her with a surprised face at how well she’s taking it.Shinoto looked down and silenced himself and bit his lip.It was all his fault and he knew it.FireFlies turned back around lookin at Ansel then looked at the desk and sat in silence

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"KIPP" - ♂ - Rebel Soldier - Form
Tags: Karissa

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He hummed happily and sat up a little straighter. Satisfied knowing he was considered 'doing fine' by someone who barely knew him, he considered remembering this conversation so that he could start conversations this way in the future. So that nobody would be afraid of him anymore, or intimidated by his presence. He scoffed aloud just thinking about it. Him? Intimidating? Impossible.
Bringing people back from the dead and controlling them? Highly possible. Very much possible. The girl in front of him disclosed she could do such a feat and he simply buzzed with interest.
"Really!" he gasped, watching her with a tilted head and a leg sitting crossed over the other.
"That's got to be the most curious power I've seen around here in a long time! And trust me when I mean a long time, honey I mean a long time." he hummed while throwing his hand back and settling it under his chin. KIPP felt in a very sassy mood today it seemed like. "The General is going to absolutely love you!"
However the conversation turned to him, and his eyes widened a little bit, staring her down with a playful vibe.
"Me? Well how nice of you to bring me up. I'm an older model so I can't do as many things as my baby brother can but.. um.."
He smirked and lifted his arm to wiggle his fingers gracefully up at the lights, which began to flicker softly, threatening to turn off but never doing such a thing. Once done showing off the one of many abilities he had, he tucked his arm under his chin again and pursed his lips
"I can control electric based objects. Y'know.. turn them on and off. But I can't access the internet and I don't come with verbal commands! So if you were gonna try and control me.. sorry I ruined your plans.." he giggled, biting his lip and winking at her
"You'll find a lot of special people here with a wide variety of powers. We'd be happy to help you perfect yours if need be.. especially if you plan on staying for a while!"
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[bailey.t136]

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❛ ansel hanes ❜
divine protection, noble follower
❛ cismale. ❛ 26 yrs old.
❛ hetero. ❛ wife - (al)ice.
❛ milo's study -> hallway.
❛ rebel soldier.
❛ visual revocation.
❛ tags - milo. cairo. jess.
harvey. blythe. romi.
❛ mentions - milo. levi. sienna.
michy. edie. alice <3.
fireflies. shinoto. akiko.
cairo. jess. harvey.
blythe. romi.

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God.... this was all such a mess.

as quickly as he'd stepped in, he knew wasn't made for this... or at least, for solving problems through words. through thoughts. he was so much more comfortable dealing with situations in the ways he'd be trained. with his fists. his heart was beating quickly again, head throbbing as a steady reminder of all they'd already been through that day. where was sienna... all he needed was to know those three cornerstones were still alive. any shred of hope would be priceless at this point. a little squeeze of alice's hand? she'd know what to say.

the bulky soldier blinked a few times, taking note as levi slipped out of the room and suddenly, he was regretting asking to leave too. trust wasn't his forte, and that was his strength. leaving milo in the mercies of that trio didn't feel comfortable... relatively unprotected with a new person, a new threat. it was nowhere near ideal. but, "--yes... please. make sure no one else touches her, even the medics. their powers could very well do more damage now than good." milo told him to go. it had to be done. jessica couldn’t wait. everyone in the room had all said their peace. now it would ultimately be up to the general how harsh or how leniently they decided to react.

ansel caught their ghostly eyes one last time, nodding slightly as if to wish them the absolute best. then he was slipping through the door and moving out into the hallway.

easing to the right, ansel could already hear the squabbling - something about the undertone of intensity setting his hair up on his neck. cairo's steady voice tried to reason. romi and jess were exchanging low words, but jess sounded... the soldier rounded the corner right as the woman dropped to the ground. she slapped at the linoleum, grasping at her knees and crumbling into a defensive ball, "hey! hey--- advisor delgato! easy, girl..." he was on his knees in an instant, holding up a hand to warn the others away.

something about the woman was definitely off, and it was his job to expect the worst. shinoto had really gone digging in the wrong grave this time... “space. i-- we need *space*.." he put himself into the moment with her. "she just needs to breathe. cairo, thank you for your help. would you please go find mavis for me and see that she comes my way - to the general's office. the rest of you, please go see if you can help in the medbay, okay? thank you all - i truly appreciate your help." his insistent, slow nod and steady eye contact as the words worked their way out begged not to be challenged on this.

he hardly wasted a moment before every ounce of his attention was back on that advisor, now squeezed on the floor, a haunting smile tugging at her lips, though her eyes lay closed. a gravely, heavy tone murmured out to her, “delgato—" lower, easy, steady your voice, “jessica, hey girl. it’s ansel, remember me?" he reached out a few fingers to push the hair that had fallen over her face back behind her ear, "the general really needs your help right now. i’d be so grateful if you could come with me. i promise i won't let anyone else touch you -- i promise..." his voice slipped slightly, some sudden rush of those same words ebbing up from a distant past. clear your mind, c'mon. steady, bear. "it’s just a little ways,” looking over shoulder, pointing back down the hall, “but you can't stay on the floor love. no, not here. they really need you in there. we need you.”

if he was going to take her, she was going to have to be the one to decide to come. force was a long lost hope, and he wouldn't be the one to send her futher. a few fingers on the cool floor steadied his crouch and he offered both hands to her, "c'mon girl. it's time to go..."

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❛ chester (banks) ❜
i promise to love you xxxxxxxx
like the tides do
❛ cismale. ❛ 20/74 yrs old.
❛ hetero? ❛ crush - jaspy? uwu.
❛ medbay.
❛ rebel medic.
❛ biokinesis.
❛ tags - nic. jaspy.
❛ mentions - nic. em. jasp. bree.

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he was laughing with nic. geez that dude was crazy, but how he loved him for it. icy cold, but if you could just get past that, you'd see how he was lit from the inside with a bubbling, warm core. nic was everything a guy could need. a casual glance over his shoulder as he giggled a little and banks made eye contact with the collector. his face flushed, but only because he'd nearly been caught. he wasn't afraid, though. maybe he could take on emrys... maybe. but then the brawny figure shifted to head out to the mess hall and the little medic turned back to his snowy partner. they both related to each other, he and nic, on that special level - typically quieter dudes, but ones with big hearts. when they chose to show their emotions, they really meant them. that was why he adored him so much. nic was always willing to be open with him and was always there whenever the pressures of the rebellion were closing in on him. only the best - he would make sure that was what was in store for nic.

he crouched by the bed with a little wheeze and squeezed the mentor's knee, "--it won't happen if he doesn't pass the test, but hey... we both know he's already checked off one box..." a little wink played at his features as he teased. that jacket did look good on nic... hmmmm.

but he nearly tumbled to the floor as jasper's cool voice sounded from behind him. shoot. he was up on wobbly feet in an instant, playful grin fading. something had changed - his voice less lax, less life in his eyes... maybe jasper had remembered to be mad at him again? he hadn't forgotten the soldier's previous frustration and he probably wasn't helping his case at this point, running all over the med bay. not resting. he owed him at least a little downtime after the theatrics in the hall.

a few fingers reached to squeeze nic's before he paused. he'd follow jasper but not before reminding his friend, "hey, i love you like crazy, man, and i'm so glad you're feeling better. i'll come back the second i've rested okay..." a thumb and wary eyes shot back in jasper's direction as he leaned closer to nic, voice lowering, "--that is, if mr. grumpy solider lets me..." one last smile, then the medic was turning to follow the man back to the cot. he was happy for nic. at least if he wasn't going to be able to exist in harmony with jasper for the time being, nic would hopefully have a chance with emrys.

and their walk was quiet. too quiet. jasper's lack of response, even with their recent conversation, had him on edge. did he risk breaking the silence? "i'm in trouble again, huh?" a timid voice piped up as he moved around to his mattress and settled onto the springy surface, "officer weavers upset... sorry - i keep making things hard on you. you shouldn't have to babysit me... and honest, about earlier - i really am sorry. i know you've been on shift all day and didn't really even get to take things easy this morning like you'd planned... and like, that's just no fun. sorry - geez...." why are you still talking... "i'll try to chill out..." he shifted to lay down on the bed with a soft moan, "--sorry.."

[Not here]

Jessica Marie Delgado | Marie
|Scared & Furious|Rebel Adviser|Shiftier & Shadows|Human|Hallway|Harvey, Blythe, Cairo, Ansel, & Romi|

“-Delgado! Easy girl...” Am I losing control again? I wonder where I’ll wake up this time. The headache stopped for a moment and all her senses went dull when her head smacked on the floor.

While she was coming to, her head started to throb again. Half of her face was cold. It felt like another day on the cold city ground. Only it didn’t seem to be a cold day and the ground wasn’t rocky. Despite her failing memories, she had forgotten Graham had taken her in. So there was reason to rush to wake up.

Her small smile rested on her face. This was all just a bad dream that would never reoccur. She was safe inside the rebellion, where she was learning to take care of herself through training and trusting others. It was odd with some of the faces here. They were too nice. What would they even want from me? A frown placed itself on hers lips as she thought of the negatives that could come from being here. She could hear a voice trying to wake up and they were actually addressing her by her given name. Ansel? I don’t remember meeting an Ansel before. Maybe Andy sent him to wake me up. This wasn’t the time to be rude. He could had been ordered against his wishes. Best not to question who he was.

The soft touch of rough fingers brushed against her skin in an attempt to push her hair away from her face. It made her want to coil away from the touch, causing the rest of her body to stiffen at the physical interaction. On the other hand, it felt nice to receive any sort of affection. The corner of her lips rugged upwards at his gentleness.

At the mention of the general needing her help, her eyelids flew open to reveal concerned blue human eyes. Was Andrew in trouble? Did I do anything wrong this time?

As her head lifted off of the floor, her eyes were looking down at her hands that had moved to help prop her body up. That is odd. How’d I get here? The lights were bright here and people were gathered around, that she took note up. Maybe I did do something wrong.

Her head turned back to look at the dark haired male that was kneeling in front of her. With a soft voice, she asked ”Is he mad at me?”

She came to the conclusion it was better to face take the punishment now and learn from her mistakes. Her head was still throbbing but it should go away soon, right? His words were background noise to her, unable to make out what he was saying clearly. However, she did catch the last part. ”c’mon girl. it’s time to go...” She took a visible deep breath and took his hands, clumsily standing on her own two feet.

Maybe he was going to scold her for sleeping on the floor in the middle of the hallway. That’s probably why people were surrounding her, more than likely to talk about her being strange. A bed didn’t feel right anyways. Who were they to judge her? They never had been able to deal with the amount of testing she had been put through. I’d like to see them try. A small huff escaped her lips as she crossed her arms, acting more like a child that didn’t get the last piece of candy. ”I’ll get yelled at whether it is now or later. Just take me there.”

Andy would understand her, right? At least she hoped so. It was hard to adjust to life with others and figuring out what was socially acceptable. Most of her life, she had been locked up. It was the first time she had a family after so long, only it didn’t feel like a family. She felt that everyone was out to get her. That’s probably why this guy was being so nice. He wanted to watch the show.