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[youre_the_onlyreason]

Anastasie thought for a minute. She didn't know anyone, and she didn't want to ask for Scarlet's information. How about, my own, and Mar's. Anastasie gained a certain interest in Mar's. She wanted to know what happened to him. She couldn't seem to read him. They say eyes are the gateway to the soul, but Mar's eyes were stone cold, locked, sealed, and chained shut. It was impossible to know what he was thinking. She gazed in the cabinet, just looking at all of the names. That wasn't all of the kids that were in the school, though.There were plenty of kids abandoned by there parents, and sent off to here. After all, it was for troubled kids, right?

[sicknasty]

ozzy boy
'might not be wrong,
but it sure as hell 'aint right.'

facts and statistics =>
full name => oliver james mitchell
known as => oz, ozzy, or variations of these
gender => male
age => fourteen years old.
nationality => british-english, with possible scottish heritage.
family => used to live with his nineteen-year-old sister.

<= finished (may add more) =>

gotta be something inside
power/s => as yet unknown.
fears => the dark; letting people down; heights.
favourite colour => sky blue - the colour of his sister's eyes.

looks can be decieving =>
hair colour => dark-brown/black
hair style => short; he had it shaved into a buzz cut a few months ago and it's just growing back.
eye colour => storm-grey/blue, a darker hue than his sister's and another unwelcome difference between them.
height => tall for his age, but not overly tall.
build => skinny, but quite muscular, with wiry arms and skinny legs.

pretty much finished my form, i can pretty it up tomorrow.

[norm]

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male ★ seventeen ★ sterling ★ augmentation; the ability to strengthen and weaken others powers

im crazy love The diner was eerily quite as they walked in, Killian right after Sterling. They had just met yet they were like two peas in a pod. He blinked, looking around the empty room which was a mess."Never thought coming back home would end like this." Killian flicked a piece of left over wood from the door off his shoulder with a hasty look. He followed Sterling into the kitchen in the back. The food they came upon was more then they both could eat in a week with more then three dozen frozen burger patties stacked upon each other. He scoffed again and found himself pressed against her in the tight quarters of the freezer room. Killian put his hand under her chin and chuckled. "Don't get your hopes up dearie." He whispered into her ear pulling away after his cheek brushed hers.

[GrayStar51]

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ms. sterling silver // student // metal manipulation // tags; killian

Sterling blushed slightly, a rosy glow, as Killian tickled her chin again. "You're impossible. Move, you big lug." She teased, pushing him softly away, backing him up out of the freezer room. The griddle was still on and hot. She slapped the patties onto the hot grill. "Will two burgers be enough for you? Try to find some frozen fries, and toss those burnt ones left in the basket. I'll grab some plates." Sterling ordered, but flailed around terribly. She was definitely not at home in the kitchen. She gave quick, sheepish glances in Killian's direction. He was such a tease. He knew he had her hooked on him, and now he was only playing with her. Sterling would usually object, but he was fun. Maybe she was just bored with her life, she needed a little flavor. He was certainly all the surprise she needed.

[youre_the_onlyreason]

Okay, now Quinn was starting to get really sick of trees. The ones on the hill leading from Coates to the town really had it out for him, and he had shallow slashes everywhere from where he'd been hit by thin, angry branches. He finally broke out from the trees, hopped over a low cement wall, landing on the cracked asphalt of the pavement. There weren't many people around, except for some kid on their skateboard. He wasn't hoping for adults, but this was disheartening. He'd actually have to put up woth Drew Henderson now.

Okay, good. Scarlet didn't have to pretend to be nice, after all. The girl seemed happy with the silence. Scarlet twisted the handle of the office and it swung open. She looked around the sprawling room with a look of glee on her face, especially when her cornflower eyes fell on the filing cabinet beside the window. All the drawers were open, inviting her to come take a look. She moved gracefully over to the window and started pulling out files- specifically, hers, Drew's and Mars'. She wasn't letting those two anywhere near her file. She looked over her shoulder at the blonde. "You have anyone you want information on?" Hey, Scarlet may habe been a cold-hearted girl, but she was nothing if not generous. list]

Anastasie thought for a minute. She didn't know anyone, and she didn't want to ask for Scarlet's information. How about, my own, and Mar's. Anastasie gained a certain interest in Mar's. She wanted to know what happened to him. She couldn't seem to read him. They say eyes are the gateway to the soul, but Mar's eyes were stone cold, locked, sealed, and chained shut. It was impossible to know what he was thinking. She gazed in the cabinet, just looking at all of the names. That wasn't all of the kids that were in the school, though.There were plenty of kids abandoned by there parents, and sent off to here. After all, it was for troubled kids, right?

[youre_the_onlyreason]

Anastasie heard the phone ring. She was used to having to answer it whenever someone called, because she was usually the only one in the school. Sense she had the cameras in her room, she can always see everything. She reached her hand out, and picked it up. She cloned herself to be the old secretary. Coates school, where everyone is happy, and everything is a pleasure. This is Regina, how can I be of service today? She was wandering what the person's reaction on the other line would be. She was pretty sure no one has heard an adult's voice in awhile. Better yet, a friendly voice. She waited for a reply from the other person on the line. She didn't know if she wanted to change back, yet, or not.

[norm]

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male ★ seventeen ★ sterling ★ augmentation; the ability to strengthen and weaken others powers

im crazy love "I try." Killian smirked and backed up a few steps so she would have to squeeze past him to get out; which she ended up doing. He laughed as she was a hopeless cook. "I thought women were supposed to be good cooks." He teased knowing that was not true, shooting her a playful glare. Venturing into the freezer room again he grabbed the unopened bag of frozen french fries. Killian dumped the burnt ones into the trash can and turned the cooking stove back on and filled the tray up with fry's. "Your so good at cooking, love." He commented sarcasticlly and raised his eyebrows without looking at her. Leaning against the wall, he decided to play with her. Killian drained her powers away knowing she knew when he did that.

[GrayStar51]

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ms. sterling silver // student // metal manipulation // tags; killian

At his comment about her cooking, she sneered. "That's why I'm a lady. She said. When she felt her powers drain, Sterling slammed the spatula she had been holding dramatically on the floor. "Killian, how am I supposed to flip these here burgers without my powers? Tell me, how am I going to do that? I can't even imagine doing anything without having silver claws poking out from my nails!" She said. She had started to laugh half way through, she was so silly. She knew Killian was just messing with her. She knew by the teasing smile, the twinkiling eye, and his own swallowing laughter. She pointed back to the griddle. "Now these burgers are going to burn. And its all your fault." Sterling said with a smile. She picked up her spatula and swatted him on the arm with it before returning to the griddle to flip the burgers over before they got too crispy.

[norm]

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male ★ seventeen ★ sterling ★ augmentation; the ability to strengthen and weaken others powers

im crazy loveKillian grinned as she slammed the spatula on the ground. "You have a temper m'lady." He grinned and sauntered over towards her. He stood be hide her and breathed on her neck. " Oh, look you've already burnt one." He inhaled deeply and touched her shoulder lightly with his finger tips, making chills run down her body. The only sounds were the burgers sizzling and the fries cooking and don't forget the sound of his breathing against her neck."I bet you can't even resist..." Killian teased her dragging his fingers softly over her shoulder with a smug look.

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shay owen // nineteen // tags: anastasie
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Before the chaos, Shay figured it would be another uneventful day: going to private school for troubled kids, sitting by herself at lunch, being the only one in her classes to actually care. The brunette wasn't entirely sure why her parents had even decided to send her to the strange school. Did they really think their quiet daughter was that troubled?

Alone and quiet, Shay found herself wandering around the halls of the empty school. Many of the students had decided to just ditch school and not be concerned by anything that had happened. Adult just suddenly disappearing? Shay was positive that had never happened in real life, and had been completely sure that it wouldn't ever happen. Now, not so much.

The eerie hallway gave gave Shay a terrible feeling, like she was about to poof into nothingness as the teachers had done earlier. The ringing of the school phone reached her ears as the girl walked past the office making her jump, her heart about to jump out of her chest. Trying to calm herself sown, Shay crept over to the window and looked inside of the office. "nothings wrong, it's just the police calling." the girl tried to reassure herself. Her brown eyes landed on a girl answering the phone, unable to make out what the faint voice was saying on the line.

It took most of Shay's courage to open the door and say a soft "Hello?"

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wesley payne // twelve // tags: x
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To any sane young adult, having all the adults in your life disappear would be frightening and, and most likely a horrible occurrence. To a twelve year old boy, not so much.

Wes had been sitting in his math class, innocently trying to mess with his friends, when a girl cried out. Looking up, nothing seemed wrong to Wes. His teacher was gone, but so what? She would come back sooer or later, or so they all thought. 30 minutes had passed before the other students began flooding into the hallways, questioning what had happened. Some were screaming, a few we're crying, but a lot of the middle schoolers seemed to be walking home. Leaving seemed to be a good idea to Wes, who ended up leaving with the group of older kids.

At his home he had discovered that both his parents we're not there, which did not surprise the boy. His parents both worked until around 4, which left Wes unconcerned. Smiling and with his phone in his pocket, Wes walked outside and began to explore the chaos which was unfolding around him.

ooc;; I had no idea what to do with Wesley .___.