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[soph.]

ｖｉｒａ ｎａｖｏｌｓｋａ
xxxxx ｓｅｖｅｎｔｅｅｎ . ｆｅｍａｌｅ . ｓｈｉｆｔｅｒ

↷ The moment she stepped into the cabin, Vira was entranced. The inside of the building was very nice, sleek and modern. It looked cozy. She liked that. Eyes still slightly widened, taking in as much as they could around her, she found the location of her room. Sudden nervousness wracked her as she made her way toward the room she would be sharing with another teenager. Who the teenager was was what she really wanted to know. Vira found the door that she presumed led to where she would be staying and pushed it open gently. Just as she did so, a voice exclaimed their refusal to leave the bed. She froze as realization dawned on her; that voice belonged didn't belong to a female. It looked as if she'd be sharing her room with someone of the opposite gender. Vira stifled a groan as she pushed at the door again, opening it completely. The room was huge. The shape-shifter stared at the black and white tiles as she moved farther into the room, almost amused by the bold choice of flooring, until she noticed the owner of the voice and the other body in the room. A boy was sprawled out on thetyt bed on the left, his face buried in the pillow. Vira said nothing, unsure if he'd even noticed her presence, and glanced behind her. Her eyes fell on the dresser behind her. Two names were written in elegant cursive. Her own, and Wren. That must have been the boy's name. The dark-haired girl set her luggage onto the free bed and plopped down beside her bags, letting out a soft sigh. After a moment of hesitation, Vira spoke. "Hello." Her english was pretty good with simple words considering she leaned toward saying those over the bigger ones, so she was pretty confident she wouldn't have to repeat herself. She'd spoken loud enough. "I'm Vira." She added quickly, lowering her voice slightly.

[minho]

wrenwilliamsouth

the bed was certainly cozy and had made up for the coldness that crept on him. the pillow molded itself to fit his face, a large smile spreading about his features. there was no doubt about it - wren would enjoy his stay here. being the age of eighteen did not necessarily mean the brunet did not possess the ability to act like a child. if it wasnt for the tired demeanor, he would have been jumping on the bed and exploring the place. sleeping on the plane ride here hadnt helped all that much. if anything, the emotion manipulator managed to get sleeper due to the cruise of the machine. since he had gotten tested, energy flown through him only to leave when coming into contact with a bed. wren forced himself to stay awake, not wanting to be found talking in his sleep. these thoughts occupied his senses making the guy unaware of the presence inside the room. when a girl's voice flooded his ears, wren lifted his face from the pillow and turned his head to look at her. one look was enough. he let his head drop down onto the pillow again, thinking this would make him invisible. the girl, vira, had a nice face and a skinny stature. her voice was loud then quieted down a notch. her accent definitely matched everything wren had taken about her. for now wren hoped his o's would not come out too strong due to the slight norwegian accent mixing with his romanian accent. the worst part was here walking in on him sprawled out on the bed. wren forced himself to look back at vira, half smiling at her. "oh, hi. i am wren south. a native of canada but i moved to romania some years ago." wren sat up from the bed, planted his feet on the ground, then stood to his height of six feet even. "so, i guess we could set some things straight since we are kind of sharing a room. i am a dude and i usually shower with the curtain closed so if you wanna do your make up while i am in the shower that is okay. if you run of toilet paper in the bathroom, i will have to get a girl to go in there. um, ever get scared you can sleep on my bed." he clicked his tongue, smiling widely now. maybe having a girl as a roomie wouldnt be as bad as he thought. wren ran a hand through his hair and looked at vira once more. "but i am really a friendly guy, i wouldnt like violate you or anything," he chuckled awkwardly, clearing his throat to begin speaking once more. "so, i guess we can be good friends, then? you are the first person to speak to me...well, age wise. yeah, thats about it."

[laf]

I turn at the sudden sound of his voice but nod at his lack of problems with cats. It should make things considerably easier. "Natalya Gadarov," I reply, shaking his hand with an equally friendly smile. He seems nice, at least. He's blonde, though normal blonde, not white-blonde like me. He has one of those faces that you always expect to see a smile on, though now he just looks tired. Though I have always liked those kinds of people. They remind me of Durin, my grandfather. He was a kindly man who ran a bakery down the block from where my family and I lived. At least, he did. Before the explosion. Tears? I turn my head and blink them back furiously. This guy is a stranger. I can't show weakness. Natasha always used to say that. "They'll take it and use it against you," she would say. Natasha was always the tougher of the two of us, though now I suppose that's my job. I lift my chin a little, my vision clearing again. "So. Constantin. Where are you from, if you don't mind my asking? I lived closer to the town square," I say, hoping to get my mind off of the topic of my family.

[.eggo.]

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{ nineteen } - { telepathy } - { cabin } - { stunned } - { oliver }

bubbles
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celeste nervously entered the cabin with the group that had anxiously been waiting outside with her. at first, she was impressed. the house was much bigger than she imagined. her mood quickly shifted when she found that she had to share a room. none of the people looked too horrible, but back at home she didn't have to share a room. memories of romania flooded back to her, and celeste calmly shut her eyes and took a deep breath. she wouldn't dare let these people see her so weak. holding back tears, celeste made her way to the room she was assigned to.
celeste was stunning, no, appalled, to find a boy in her room, lying on a bed. she ignored him for the time being, putting her, well, her families belongings in the small dresser that hadn't been claimed. if neither on of them was going to talk, this was going to be a terrible time. celeste stopped, mid un-pack, and turned around. "hello," she said coolly, and in english. a hint of disgust could also be heard in her voice. she walked over to the unclaimed bed and hid the stuffed animals she had brought along with her under the sheets. when she saw the bathroom, she moaned. "are they really going to make as share a bathroom?" she complained, throwing her toiletries over the unclaimed sink. it was obvious that this boy cared about his looks, judging by all the products around his sink.
somehow, it finally hit that she wasn't home, and she had to share a room. never in her spoiled life did she have to share anything. celeste stormed out of the bathroom and slammed the door behind her. "listen," she growled. "if we're going to make this new life bearable, we need to set down some ground rules. one, don't touch my stuff. two, stay on your side, and three, don't touch my stuff." her voice was full of malice. her breathes were short and angry. to calm herself, celeste snatched a book from her bag and threw herself onto her bed. it was more uncomfortable than her one at home, so she shifted around to make herself comfortable. the bed creaked every time she moved, which only angered her more. she groaned loudly and covered her face with the book, not reading it.

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ｉ ｗａｓ ｂｏｒｎ ｉｎ
ｔｈｅ ａｒｍｓ ｏｆ ｉｍａｇｉｎａｒｙ ｆｒｉｅｎｄｓ
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age: nineteen
mood: awkward
location: the cabin
abilities: thought placement,
dreamwalking, memory travel,
falsifying environments
crush: none
tags: ioanna

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ｍａｄｅ ａ ｈｏｍｅ ｏｕｔ ｏｆ ｅｖｅｒｙｗｈｅｒｅ

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xxxxxｃａｓｐｅｎ ｔｈａｔｃｈｅｒ

Caspen retreated a few steps backward as Ioanna spoke, seating himself on his bad and watching her with bright blue eyes. He smiled with slight relief as she mentioned liking cats. That was good, at least. He wasn't sure what he would have done with Snickers if she didn't like them, or if she was allergic. Luckily it turned out to be quite the opposite. He glanced over at Arensio as she brought him up, his smile growing softly. "None of the above." He responded, looking back at the blonde girl. The movement of Viktor caught his eye and he watched the dormouse with slight curiosity in the orbs of blue. He had seen dormice before, but he had never actually known someone who had one as a pet. At least, not until now, in which case he was sharing a room with the owner of one. All the same, it didn't seem that there would be much of a problem as far as their pets went. With luck, the absence of issues would continue for the rest of their stay.
Suddenly, and without intent, his mind was clouded. What looked like a thick cloud of mist floated in front of his vision and vines of grey color cut through the blue of his irises, yet he was the only one effected by the sensation. He couldn't look away, only able to watch the pictures that formed in the grey apparition. A voice sounded in his head, a thick Romanian accent painted into broken English. The voice belonged to a little boy, but from where the memory was viewed from, the boy was a giant. He was talking to another person, a girl with a familiar voice. The images didn't show who she was until he was placed into her hands. He saw thick blonde curls, bright blue eyes, and the face of a girl he had just met. Then, as soon as the apparition had come, it was gone and he was left sitting with a slightly confused look on his face. Looking from Viktor to Ioanna, he opened his mouth to ask her something. "Did you just see..." He halted, dropping his gaze immediately and twiddling his thumbs. "Never mind." He murmured softly. He was probably just imagining things, yet this hadn't been the first time that had happened to him. During the explosion, he had been hit with vision after vision of images with the nuclear chemists around him. Some were gruesome, like a dog attacking a man or a car crash from years earlier. Others were lovely, a field of flowers with a lover sitting on a picnic blanket, a baby taking his first steps while his mother looked on proudly. And, like the one he had just seen, he had no way to explain what had just happened.

[lean.]

⊰ I O A N N A C E R K E Z O V I C ⊱

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>>>I watched Caspen quietly and nodded. "okay good, cause I don't know what I'd do without either of them. Arsenio came to me last year as a little puppy and well Viktor is important." I said quietly with a smirk as Aresnio hopped up at the sound of his name. I bent down and called him over to me and gave him affection. Viktor took that as invitation to hop onto my back and crawled to my shoulder. A cool wind kicked up again and I stiffened and looked up at Caspen when he mentioned seeing something. it made me nervous, why couldn't I just have my own room so I don't have to worry. "Did I see what?" I asked with a nervous tint to my voice. I stood back up and looked at him with a polite smile. I looked back at Arsenio and called him up onto the bed. I sat down on the edge of the bed. I could feel the air move around me and smiled as it rolled onto my neck and around it. I couldn't light a fire, or pull the water from the air and give it to arsenio like I did at home, and I couldn't make any of the plants grow quicker. but I could already see the flowers in the room were thriving and the plants outside our room thrived off my presence too. "I'm sorry, I don't take well to nevermind so you might just want to tell me or if you don't I might not get any sleep and you'll have that on your conscience." i said with a dangerous smirk, i then grabbed my name card and saw that there was more writing on the inside but I decided not to say anything or look, I wanted to know what he saw.

[soph.]

ｖｉｒａ ｎａｖｏｌｓｋａ
xxxxx ｓｅｖｅｎｔｅｅｎ . ｆｅｍａｌｅ . ｓｈｉｆｔｅｒ

↷ As Wren spoke, Vira looked him over. He was much taller than her, she could tell, but then nearly everyone else in the cabin was taller than her. He had an accent not much unlike hers, and relief fled through her. That made at least one other person whose speech was effected by heritage. He seemed to have another fainter accent mingled with the Romanian one. It didn't take long for Vira to realize he'd already informed her on it. He was Canadian. She was still pondering how he came to leave Canada when he stood, towering over her. Vira blinked. She certainly was right by guessing he was taller. She nodded distantly as he spoke again, paying a little more attention this time. His rules regarding the bathroom were fair enough, and though Vira took less than ten minutes to do her makeup she appreciated that he was willing to bathroom times. She let out a slight cough when he mentioned toilet paper but said nothing. She coughed again, though this time a little more good-natured when he offered his bed in case he got scared. Vira couldn't quite tell if he was being sarcastic or not, but it amused her all the same. " Sounds good. " She shot him a faint grin. " Yep. Friends. " She tilted her head to the side, wracking her brain for any rules of her own. " I- uh, I can change in the closet. . . Or the bathroom. You're free to change in here if I'm elsewhere. And if you try anything funny while I'm asleep, I'll kill you. " She caught her bottom lip between her teeth and nodded slowly. Vira's sisters loved to prank her at night while she grew up, and though she hated to be the rain on the others' parades, she despised it. Figuring she'd provided whatever she wanted to get out there, she stood up, shifting her hair from one shoulder to the other and back again. Vira dropped her hands to her sides, patting her thighs subconsciously with her fingertips. " Is everyone else here yet?" She wondered aloud, peering out into the hallway out of the slightly ajar door. Everyone was in their rooms, she guessed, so she drew her gaze back to Wren, raising her eyebrows a little as she tried to think of something to fill the awkward silence.

[minho]

WREN WILLIAM SOUTH // EMOTION MANIPULATOR.

here's to the breath and the one i hope we take next. it hurts to know the hardest
part... it hasn't come yet. oh, please... just try to remind me just who you are....?

change in the closet? that sounded profusely degrading and queer. as a guy, wren could change anywhere he wanted. he always had boxers covering up his waist and didn't need to worry about his chest. seeing how he would be sharing a bedroom with a member of the opposite gender, he figured the changing concept would be a problem. with an eyebrow raised, he sat on the edge of the bed and looked over towards the door. pondering over the problem he faced the pretty girl again, keeping himself seated on the bed. "if you change in the closet there is no doubt i'll feel like a jerk. the bathroom is yours for changing. i promise i won't peak. also, i'm a dude...i can change anywhere!" the dark brunet grinned, placing his hands in his lap. he was a joking guy, one with an energetic stature and the obsessive need to make people smile. since he could control emotions it proved easy to make one part their lips. oh, power - crap. he had to keep that to himself or risk...what? scientific experiments? yeah, that sounded right. adjusting to such a thing would prove to be troublesome.

the thoughts came to halt once his ears caught the word "kill". replaying the words, his chest shook with the closed-mouth laughter. try anything while she slept? what a cutie. wren wasn't that kind of person even if he was a bit manipulative at times. despite that last trait, wren wouldn't dare assault vira as she slept. that was weak of a guy and wren was not weak - as he liked to think "wow, vira, you think i'm that kind of dude?" he laughed once again, a smile now taking residency over his features. "i will try hard to hold the feelings back; that's going to be difficult. i'm not making any promises." of course the weirdo was joking! wren hadn't even been thinking about that. now he knew where vira's mind stood on such matters. what a naughty girl. however, she must have been looking out for herself. but, that still implied wren was a bad guy. this sleeping arrangement would be interesting.

once again his brown eyes averted to the door. from what wren could feel, the emotions in the air, people were in their rooms. the emotions of awkwardness, being nervous, or trying their best to be friendly stunk up his mind. they were definitely meeting their roomies. wren closed his eyes, mentally shaking off the feelings. if they got too strong, he'd start feeling that way. sometimes his ability slipped up and he'd have to correct himself. that wasn't too great. but, since wren had the power of empathy there wasn't much he could screw up. the worst he could do was make someone feel suicidal. seeing how these people must have had families, wren would stray from it. his attention was brought back to vira, the girl who felt awkward. was he really that bad to be around? she also appeared a bit anxious. nodding slowly his eyes landed on her. "pretty sure everyone's here. they're meeting their roommates. you," he pointed at her, standing to his feet once again and slowly begun to walk towards her. "you come from romania, yeah? it's your accent. we must have been destined to become friends - that's cool. what are your plans for tonight?" no, he wasn't asking her out. he was simply interested in the cabin. wren liked to explore things at night - it gave a creepier edge to everything. since this was their first night here, he figured he wouldn't be able to sleep. plus, due to the emotions, he did not trust these people. since some were nervous that meant they had something to hide. maybe they were murderers or committed a crime of some sorts. either way, there was no way he was going to sleep at a decent hour.

[soph.]

ｖｉｒａ ｎａｖｏｌｓｋａ
xxxxx ｓｅｖｅｎｔｅｅｎ . ｆｅｍａｌｅ . ｓｈｉｆｔｅｒ

↷ The dark-haired girl nodded as Wren gave her right to changing in the bathroom, slightly relieved. She always ended up falling over in the closet, where room was scarce, and it was never a pleasant experience. The bathroom would be much easier. Vira's eyes grew wide when she realized what Wren thought she was implying. " No, no- wait. That's not what I meant. I didn't word that right. " She said quickly, holding up her palms. She leaned back on her heels slightly before rocking forward again. " I mean, my sisters liked to put syrup in my hair and draw things in eyeliner on my face and it gets right annoying, and I'm nobody's little sister here, so if anything like what my sisters did occurs you'll die. Not literally though, that was just a joke, I'll probably just hit you or something. " The words were tumbling out of her mouth faster and faster, and once she finished she took a deep breath, hoping she hadn't offended Wren. She let out a breathy laugh and hoped her anxiety wasn't clear. Vira had never been all that outgoing of a person and she'd been thrown into a house with other girls and boys, making her a little nervous. She was going to be forced to get over her social quirks very fast. She was still tilted forward a little as Wren spoke. He could tell she was Romanian, as he was, and she smiled a little wider, this time more genuinely. She perked her head to the side when he mentioned further plans. " Tonight? " She actually hadn't thought once about what to do once she arrived at the cabin. She supposed she'd introduce herself to everyone then look around. " I have no clue, really, 'cept maybe say hello to everyone and check out the cabin. "

[lean.]

everyone eats every meal together, and the house is huge/mansion like cabin, if you'll have your character look in the inside of their namecard, it'll tell them they have to eat every meal together, and that after a week they wont have to lunch together, but breakfast and dinner is required. on the discussion form, I am going to put links so you can see certain parts of the cabin, okay, cool, join the discussion form if you haven't!