𝕋𝕠𝕦𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕕 𝕓𝕪 𝔽𝕒𝕥𝕖 (Closed)

[aurora.borealis]

♥ N I A M H
───────────────────────────────────────────
( power: emotional manipulation ) ( location: outside of the van ) ( tagged: lazuli, autumn, ariana, others )

Eyes widening as Lazuli extended her wings, Niamh felt her mouth fall open in a gasp full of childish wonder. She hadn't expected that, as she certainly hadn't noticed them during their journey to the Base Camp. She wondered whether or not they had been there the entire time, and was about to ask when she noticed the girl pulling out some of the metallic feathers.

"Wow, doesn't that hurt?" The brunette asked as her restraints were cut lose. "Thank you, that is so much better. My wrists were actually starting to go numb." She laughed sheepishly as she rotated her hands.

She stumbled as somebody bumped into her, and turned quickly in hopes of steadying the other person. Not that it would really do much good, as Niamh was more likely to make the situation worse than help in any way. "It's no problem at all, please don't worry! Are you alright?" She paused for a moment while Autumn introduced herself. "It's nice to meet you Autumn, I'm Niamh and this is Lazuli." She introduced the other girl once again just in case Autumn had missed it before.

The brunette looked to Lazuli just as a man approached her and turned her around roughly. Concerned, she took a step forwards, but it would seem that the winged girl knew him as she dubbed him as uncle and introduced her. "Hi, it's very nice to meet you." She offered a polite smile, and looked back to Autumn, still concerned about before. She was about to ask whether they could get her a glass of water when another woman approached and addressed them all.

Listening intently as she spoke, Niamh nodded as she said that they were there to help. That being said, she became even more intrigued as she mentioned training. It concerned her slightly. She didn't see anyway that her powers could develop, but supposed that that's what the advisors were there for, to assist them and think of ways to develop their gifts. Musing everything over for a moment, the girl looked around at those she had just travelled with. She wasn't sure what to say, but opened her mouth as if to speak. Her train of thought was interrupted as her stomach rumbled loudly. Embarrassing. Laughing it of painfully, "Wow, I guess the mention of dinner reminded me of how hungry I am."

[alienbirb]

(( the response order's a lil funky here, but I hope it still makes sense @v@ ))

Azura Tian | genderless (they/them or he/him) | 35 | dragon breath
adviser | location: near the holding van | tags: Niamh, the Gifted

Azura simply grunted in response to Niamh, nodding slowly. They glanced from her, to the other girl, who called herself Autumn, then into the interior of the van, where a few were still lingering. One of the Gifted seemed to be unconscious, just barely supported by a pale, green-eyed youth. Fortunately, neither seemed seriously injured - same as the rest, despite their somewhat ragged appearances. From within, Sen - who had realized Azura's presence before they did, shrank away, hiding in the shadows. To Sen's benefit, the mask helped hide their face for now - they would have to plan their escape another time.

"Why are you here?" Azura asked, after surveying the van of Gifted. "You had a checkride* today!"

"It's not what you think!! Well... okay. It, uh. The situation wasn't that great either." Lazuli gulped. "But I didn't even get to see my instructor! And it wasn't my fault that jerk-."

Azura held up a hand, as if having heard enough. They sighed deeply, rubbing the bridge of their nose with two fingers.

"We will discuss this later, in my office when you have time. Most importantly... are you alright? Did they hurt you?" Azura said, voice soft.

"No, not really." Lazuli said. Azura nodded solemnly and looked at the others. After Ariana gave her speech, Azura lifted a hand, clearing their throat (they immediately regretted doing that, as it hurt like hell).

"I am Azura - another of the advisers here. I mostly specialize in non-combat related skills, namely in recognizing and understanding how an ability interacts with your body and how it impacts your health." Azura said, slightly louder so that the group could hear them. "Having powers isn't just a risk to others - it can greatly impact you, as well, especially if you do not know what you are doing with your power. Often times, our very biology is altered to accommodate for such strange abilities. As expected, regular medical facilities are not equipped to deal with this. Should you have any health concerns or questions, feel free to come to my office."

(( *checkride = flight training exam ))

Lazuli Tian | female | 25 | wings manifestation
gifted | location: outside the van | tags: Niamh, Autumn

Lazuli turned to Niamh while Azura spoke to the others. "Nah, doesn't hurt at all. Especially since these are the wings I summon for combat purposes, the feathers detach really easily. They're more like an overglorified pair of bludgeoning weapons... with a bunch of knives to go with!"

With a slight puff of wind, the wings folded down and shrank down, retracting back into the spaces just behind her shoulder blades. A few sharpened feathers retained solidity, floating gently onto the ground. Retracting always felt stranger than extending, Lazuli thought and sometimes some feathers would get stuck outside. Some of her shirts had concealed slits in the back - for convenience and when Azura would check up on them. How they were able to shed their feathers so quickly and retract into Lazuli's back - then extend again while growing a full set of new feathers was still a mystery to the two of them - the only thing that seemed to stay consistent were the two wing limbs themselves.

"And, uh... hi!" Lazuli gave a hasty wave to the one called Autumn. She turned to Niamh again.

"Dinner doesn't sound too bad, either. I could really do with some grub. Maybe we can take a look at the facility grounds after a hot meal?" Lazuli cheerily suggested. "And, uh. I didn't quite catch what your ability was, but if it's not an elemental thing, maybe you'll end up training with my uncle? We could hang out a bit more that way! I could really do with a friend here. I mean. If you want! And uh. Same to you, Autumn, if you'd like that. I know we all haven't really talked much yet, but it wouldn't hurt to stick together, yeah?"

[ethereal .]

𝒜𝓊𝑔𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝒲𝓇𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉___________________________
female ♦ twenty-one ♦ telepathic ♦ mood; on edge ♦ tagged;; no one

August crossed her arms over her chest as she stood at the very back of the group, observing
everyone. She wasn't sure if any of them even noticed she was there. If they did they probably
didn't care all that much. During the, very eventful, ride she had come to realize that she
just might have been one of the only ones that came willingly. Well obviously, they know how to use their
powers. They know how to protect themselves. She wrinkled her nose at the thought and huffed.
Sure she had figured out how to control her powers, tune out the voices and all. She just never got
around to learning how to really use them. She had no idea what she could really do. Remember,
that's why you're here August. You just want to learn, don't cause any problems.

[memichoo]

x
x

Eliora Blythe
╔_________________________╗
✦ || elle || female || 22
ability:; light
rank:; gifted
location:; outside
tags:; ferroh

╚_________________________╝

➳ Eliora stilled as people approached them, wearing friendly faces that felt considerably more threatening than cruel ones. She wasn't sure if it was some sort of sick game or if they truly felt like the van was acceptable. Either way, it unnerved her. She shuffled back as a girl with silvery hair began to speak, torn by her compassionate tone and words, and tried her best to slink to the back of the group. Still, she couldn't help but listen. So their abilities were the reason for this abrupt recruitment. And, apparently, these people were interested in training said abilities. Had it not been for the rather uncomfortable van, she would have agreed in an instant. She had always wanted to control her light better. It was easier than before, as in she set fewer accident fires than before, but she still wasn't at the point she would like to be. The offer intrigued her, she wouldn't lie.

The girl took another step back and felt something firm against her back. She spun around, practically ready to throw punches and fight off what she assumed was one of the kidnappers' workers, but paused when she saw someone new. He didn't appear to be threatening whatsoever, but she would have remembered seeing that distinct multicolored hair if he had been in the van. "I didn't notice you, sorry," she excused herself with a wary smile. After seeing their captors- what did they call themselves? Advisors?- she doubted that this new guy was one of them. Stepping to his side so she would still be able to watch the advisors, she whispered, "What do you have?
Invisibility?" She was sure that she hadn't seen him, running back through her memory. And yet he was here, so he had to have been in the van somewhere. Realizing that asking what ability someone has may be just a little too direct, she instead asked, "What's your name? Mine's Elle." It didn't hurt to try and befriend the mysterious rainbow guy.

· · ──── ·𖥸· ──── · ·

x
x

Maverick Clarke
╔_________________________╗
‣ || loki || male || 25
ability:; illusions
rank:; advisor
location:; base camp
tags:; gifted - advisors

╚_________________________╝

➳ Maverick raised a brow and watched Azura take off, expressing increased interest in a certain gifted. He studied the girl, puzzled as to why the older advisor had gone white as a sheet. Azura was normally so neutral, so blandly expressioned, that such a show of shock was equally as surprising to him. As he glanced between the two, he realized that they had fairly similar features. Not nearly as much as a parent would have with their child, but still apparent. Relatives of a sort, perhaps. He would question him later, in private, he decided. Drawn back to Ariana, he chuckled at her remark about his power. It was rather nice, he supposed. It certainly made it easier to get out of things. At her response to his comment, he let out a soft and noncommited sound, cocking his head in silent agreement. They wouldn't adjust in a day, he was sure of it. If it wasn't the surplus of abilities and sudden knowledge, it would be the aggressive hand-to-hand combat they would learn. Some of the agents could definitely be described as intense. He leaned back on his heels with a crunch and listened as Ariana went ahead and introduced herself, mentally groaning. He hated introductions. Yes, they were necessary with a group such as this, but what in the world was he suppose to say? Yes, hello, I'm part of the group that kidnapped you, love me! That would win them over for sure.

He kept a neutral face throughout Azura's introduction, patiently waiting for the older advisor to finish before he took a step forward and dryly remarked, "Maverick Clarke, hopefully you caught the pattern and guessed I'm an advisor. I'll help get you familiar with your abilities, accept it instead of push it away which, as sappy as it sounds, is essential in control." He hated how cliché it sounded, like a fantasy novel for a child, but it really was a vital step in learning to control powers. Besides, he didn't have enough medical knowledge amongst supernatural humans to assist Azura and his ability was somewhat unusual when compared to others in the sense that it wasn't elemental. Going on, he repeated, "Now, as Ariana said, today will mostly be about settling in and learning your way around the camp. We'll provide food, dorms, and specialized clothes for when you begin training. We all look forward to assisting you with your abilities." He ended professionally, flashing a charming smile. He leaned towards Ariana, grin turning mischevious, and whispered, "Good place full of good people? You make us sound so boring," before straightening and saying, louder, "Any questions?"

[Poplar]

Farroh / Male / 23 /Shapeshifter/ Holding Van/Tags-Eliora

Farroh has noticed the girl backing into him, and decided it be easier to let her then move away. The question of his power caught him off guard. “I just have a simple weaponry power, what about it?” He smiled, regaining his confidence. But he also knew his gaze was strong, daring her to ask any more questions. He hoped the place didn’t have a roster, becuase he surely wasn’t on it, He ran his hand through his hair, maintaining just the right amount of eye contact. Lying was what he was good at. The question of his name pulled him out of his thoughts. “Call me King.” He winked for an added touch, smirking. He shivered slightly in the cold, which was not his preferred tempature.

[bunneey]

( ❆ ) - JACK HAWTHORN

( Frost manipulation ) ( 24 ) ( Holding Van ) ( Tags: Artemis ) ( Mentions: None )

Jack blinked at Artemis before he got a cold look, “You seriously expect me to hold...” He trailed off before huffing and walking over. With ease Jack scooped up Apollo and held them bridal style. Jack Barr skin have a sizzle and steam rose off of it. Eden raised an eyebrow at him but didn’t say anything. Jack looked down at his restraints with a sneer and waited for them to be taken off, the box was really cramped his wrists.




( ❂ ) - EDEN FALLON

( Poison Vapor ) ( 20 ) ( Holding Van ) ( Tags: Everyone ) ( Mentions: None )

Eden took a look around the Base Camp and gave a snort, “Well isn’t this fancy and secluded.” She chuckled. Off to her left she saw the glimmer of half frozen water, with an ‘oo’ she pushed her headphones around her neck, admiring the water before her attention was taken by the advisors.


( ☽ ) - NICK SMITH

( Arcane ) ( 29 ) ( Base Camp ) ( Tags: Gifted ) ( Mentions: None )

Nick made no haste walking out to greet the group, he let the other advisors introduce themselves and stepped forward, “Welcome! I’m exceptionally thrilled to have you all here!” Nick’s british tone cut through everyone else, “I’m Nicholas Smith, you may call me Nick. I’m here for you guys personally. I oversee your progress on powers and am generally here for mental or emotional struggles to try and help.” Nick said with a content smile. Eden snickered, “So you’re camp counselor? Cool.” She added loudly. Nick shrugged, “If that’s what you’d like to call me.” He said, not bothered by the remark at all. Nick waved his hand in front of him and crackling red magic sparked from his palm, “I, like you all, posses abilities as well. I can help you all use yours.” He said with a smile.




( ☬ ) -RIN TAKAHASHI

( Agent Captain ) ( 26 ) ( Base Camp underground ) ( Tags: Gabe, Gwen ) ( Mentions: None )

Rin wasted no time going to the locker room and getting into uniform. Rin walked back out to Gabe and Gwen and stood, hands behind her back as she gave a nod, “We’ll let the advisors break them in and then we should introduce ourselves, I suggest we all grab something to eat till then?” She said with a shrug. Rin hasn’t eaten anything other than a granola bar this morning, and she could feel her hunger catching up on her.

[Not here]

«— Jessica Marie Delgado
«— 20 years old
«— Female
«— Shapeshifter
«— In a van
«— Open

Metal scraping on metal was starting to give quite the headache. Jessica had slowly began to open her eyes, coming from a very groggy state. Everything was dark. She pulled her hands up to her head and realized, she must be blindfold and also she wore metal gloves with cuffs around her wrists. Smirking and recalling the memory of being brought in, she remembered they weren’t exactly unharmed. The metal gloves prevented her from clawing anyone. The cuffs kept her from moving too much or grabbing anyone. Then the blindfold because she wouldn’t be able to see what they were doing and who they were. Also she wouldn’t be able react quickly if she were able to move away from the doctors.

The question was how long had she been in this van and where was she going. Using the side of the van as a prop to stand up, she tried to feel for anything but the gloves prevented from using her sense of touch and the blindfold wouldn’t allow her to see if there was anything. Sighing, she sat back down her back against the wall and her hands in her lap. “This sucked.” She grumbled. Her eyes widen as she felt something restricting her from moving her jaw too much. It was a metal mask, that was pulled tightly around her face. She must had bitten someone. With a roll of eyes, she could only wait. After what felt like hours, the van came to a harsh halt and Jessica growled as she fell to one side. Pushing herself up and propping her back on the side of the van, she could only hear her heart as it was beating wildly.

[Flora.]

Ariana Cayden | 25 | Advisor | Metal Manipulation | Tags: Maverick / The Gifted

Ariana couldn't help but chuckled when one the girls mentioned how hungry she was, she really did wish that they were treated with a little more care than your common criminal. "Yes, food. I promise that you will all get some food soon. I don't agree with how you guys are brought here, but in life you don't often arrive to the place you needed to be exactly how you wanted to get there." She added with a shrug, if bring kidnapped and transported in a dodgy van for a couple of hours was their worst life experience than they lived a pretty amazing life. Ariana had noticed that the group of gifted hadn't arrived in the most normal way, but she had honestly expected the van to pull in on fire so a bit of water and a few on the verge of unconsciousness was far from the worst case scenario she had imagined in her mind.

She had listened to the rest of the Advisors introduce themselves, chuckling to herself when Maverick had taken his turn with the introductions. He had made things sound so clinical, like they were coming in for their yearly eye exam or something. Then he flashed his trademark grin and she couldn't help but shake her head. Was he already trying to start some mischief with some of the new gifted? No one knew but the master of tricks himself. "Yes, I meant what I said. This is a good place filled with good people. Now, where exactly did I say that you were one of those good people?" Ariana asked with a raised eyebrow, not being able to stop a teasing smirk from creeping onto her face. The two troublemakers had met a couple of weeks ago, and she knew that he was going to be tons of fun. "So, if anyone has any questions feel free to ask them now. Otherwise, we'll go ahead and take you to the dining room to eat. I figured that you'll be a bit more ready to introduce yourselves and give us an insight into your abilities once you're no longer hungry." Ariana pointed out, hoping that she was right in thinking that they would be a bit more easier to handle once they were fed.

Azrael Drake | 23 | Agent | Tags: Open (Someone talk to her please lol)

Azrael looked around and noticed that not many Agents, if any at all, had joined her and the Advisors outside the greet the new Gifted. "I guess I can't blame them, I only came to see just what I was getting into. My curiosity is always what got me into trouble in the end." She thought to herself as the rest of the Advisors gave their welcoming spiel, finding it weird that they brought them into the compound in a very similar fashion that the military used but then they suddenly pulled a 180 and started acting like they got off the bus at summer camp. "I suppose that's how you have to transport unwilling individuals with superhuman abilities." Azrael thought, just now noticing the awkward silence as the rest of the Gifted had turned to her and were waiting for an introduction after all of the Advisors had given theirs.

"Hello..My name is Azrael. I am an Agent here, which means that I do not have any superhuman abilities. I will mostly help you train your natural physical abilities, since a stronger body will handle the affects of your powers much better than a weak one. Plus, once can never reply on one ability to always get you out of trouble. You must always be prepared for the situation that your ability will be shut off completely. As they were today for some of you." She spoke, already having noticed that some of the van's passengers were gagged and bound and transported against their wishes. "I am also a weapons expert, so if you wish to grow proficient in a specific tool just let me know and you will be taught to master it." Azrael finished, knowing that her introduction wasn't as warm and fuzzy as everyone else's.

[InfectedHau]

Gwen Ramirez||Agent||30||Base Camp Underground||Tagged: Rin, Gabriel

"Yeah, I could eat," Gwen said, pulling on her rifle strap so her weapon wouldn't bounce around as she walked. She typically didn't eat breakfast, but she wasn't going to turn down a coworker. Besides, she had something she wanted to ask the Agent Captain. Rin was the one in command, and Gwen wasn't sure what her rank had been before she joined the project, but she felt like she needed to offer her help nonetheless. "So Rin," she said, climbing the stairs to the dining hall, "did you have a curriculum in mind for these kids? It'd probably be a good idea to get in sync now, so we don't confuse them during training."

[Not here]

«— Jessica Marie Delgado
«— 20 years old
«— Female
«— Werewolf
«— In a van
«— Open

She could hear talking outside of the van. Who was talking? Who were they talking to? Was this like a circus? “Hello?” She tried yelling but it was more of a regular toned voice. Sighing deeply, how would anyone hear her? Turning around, she kicked the side of the van, hoping the noise was loud enough. After waiting a few moments for someone to come, Jessica came to the conclusion that no one was coming for her or they were trying to scare her more. The wolf laid down and groaned, giving up hope on there being anyone.