a power within - full

[undertheweather]

name: michael johnston
age: twenty-four
tribe: zoo
power: talks to animals
love: single
tags: damien

michael looked up at the other man when he entered the room. he was immediately put on edge. why would the darkness elemental be talking to him? it wasn't like he seemed overly interested in mike's reading, or really in mike at all. in fact, he was pretty sure damien didn't even like him. but, he answered the man'd question anyway, wanting to get this conversation out of the way.
"its about the eating habits of different species in different locations and environments and how that effects the behavior within the -" he started to explain but was cut off by Uma passing through the room. her statement made mike brissle, but he tried to brush it off. let her say whatever she wants. 'I'm fine with being a nerd,' he thought to himself, even if it wasn't true. Looking back at damien, he decided to try and shrug off his answer. maybe then he wouldn't have to bore the other man with his science trivia.
"its just about animals. not that exciting really," he said before pushing his glasses back up on his nose and returning his gaze to the book in front of him.

name: ellery seaver
age: nineteen
tribe: earth
power: plant manip.
love: single
tags: uma

ellery jumped a little when uma said her name; she hadn't really been expecting anyone to come outside. but she smiled at the other woman, chuckling when she mentioned someone being hot headed. the blonde had no doubt in her mind that the comment was about levana. the psychic brunette could be quite quick tempered, and lev and uma didn't exactly get along. it was silly, but it was also a little nerve wracking when seen in person. elle looked over at the other woman when she joined her on the railing. uma was one of the few people that she had really hit it off with here, and she was always happy to have her around, even if she made the blonde a little nervous.
"just some tea..." she replied softly, glancing down at the mug in her hands. she had kind of forgotten it was there, distracted by the view. "its actually a little cold now. I guess I waited to long to drink it," she continued with a laugh, shaking her head at her own misfortune.

[valkyrie,]

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twenty-five ,, medical tribe ,, cisfemale ,, taggs: open/jason
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the medical tribe female blinked at the ceiling, in her shared room. it was just her and marco, which didn't seem to bother her. he was kind, so she easily went along with it. sitting up in her bed, she looked beside her at the outfit she laid out last night. grabbing her clothes, calidia entered the bathroom and took a shower. not long after, the woman was brushing her teeth. she glanced in the mirror at herself and smiled weakly. the medical sported a olive green tunic, black jeans, and white sneakers. leaving the bathroom, she headed towards the kitchen to grab a snack. yeah, it was breakfast but she didn't enjoy waiting to cook something. grabbing a granola bar, cali looked outside and spotted jason jogging. by now, she should've been use to it.

calidia walked outside and headed towards jason before her stopped in his tracks. a sweet smile appeared on her face, "good morning, jason.", the woman said with a friendly robotic tone. her brown eyes glanced around at the area. "did you enjoy your jog? it's very calm this morning." calidia glanced at the lake before returning her attention to the ice manipulator.

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eighteen ,, water tribe ,, cisfemale ,, taggs: levi
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groaning at the sound of bickering in the kitchen, océane woke up from her slumber. the girl's face had a angered expression on it. she grabbed her clothes and went to take a shower. after she was done, she slipped on a body dress and tied her blue hair in a ponytail. if anything, océane was the baby in the group. the things she did were different from other's. she would normally dye her hair a different color each four monthes. walking into the kitchen, she spotted levana and grinned. walking up to the tall her, océane spoke, "why did i have to wake up to noise? i knew these people were annoying but goodness.", she mumbled and looked for a mug. grabbing the mug, she poured some coffee in her cup and added a few packs of sugar.

[Wolfiedog3]

Kaiden Thomason

Male || Twenty || Physic Tribe || Seeing into the Future || Single/Bisexual || Tags ;; None/Open

Kaiden has been awake for most of the night, sleeping was kind of impossible for him, but as if he would actually tell anyone that. Kaiden let out a heavy sigh and hand his hand through his hair, listening to the noises around him. He was outside just sitting around, not really wanting to deal with anyone. His head had hurt for a bit, so he was just thinking on his own. Kaiden looked up and around, watching as others were getting up. Seems it was time to go and try getting some food, but he would try to be last for now. Sometimes it was better to wait for others to get finished than go in when a huge group of people where getting food. He had made a few friends while being here in the dome, which was great to him, because he didn’t really like to be alone or have enemies. He stood up and slowly began to go to the kitchen.

Jazzelle Anderson

Female || Twenty || Darkness Tribe || Darkness Manipulation || Single/Pansexual || Tags ;; None/Open

Jazz has been asleep till around six in the morning. Woken up by her brain just making her nuts. Sure she was from the dark Tribe, but nightmares were still a thing and they affected her. She would snort softly and had been lounging in a tree in the shadows. Sitting in chairs, pfft, she would rather hang in the shadows. Socializing as well, not really her thing, she didn’t like to get close to others, so might as well stay away. Who would care if one person was missing anyway? Jazz would probably easily be forgotten, and she really didn’t care. Her stomach growled and she let out a heavy huff. She wasn’t hungry, at least that’s what she kept thinking. Soon or later she would get food, but she would rather fight herself and be stubborn.

[DarksideQueen18]

Donatello Littleton | 21 | Normal (Tech) | Location; Kitchen | Tagged; Levana

Mind reeling from the lack of caffeine and sleep deprivation, Don didn’t have the energy to be angry for very long. Especially when Dawn had come into the kitchen. He raised an eyebrow as the moody hothead of the fire tribe used his power to heat up some water though his attention quickly shifted back to Uma and Levana. Watching the water evaporate off of Uma he couldn’t help but think that the fire tribes’ powers were so useful.
“It wasn’t your coffee to begin with” Don muttered as he opted to get the last of the orange juice instead. “Oh and my name is Donatello. In case you have forgotten. I know reading others minds may make your intelligence level well...lessen so I forgive you” Don said perfectly nonchantly as he sipped his orange juice. Of course he was only being sarcastic but the theory of mind readers having a low intelligence level due to thier power was amusing.

[bébé]

( ✦ ) ＬＵＣＩＡＮ ＭＵＲＤＯＣＫ ！！
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( tribe air tribe ) ( power sound manipulation ) ( location apartment, porch ) ( tagged ellery, uma )

lucian enjoyed his time in bed, curled underneath the white sheets. he could hear the voices of the others downstairs effortlessly, and he knew he needed to go join them soon. would it matter if he was there, though? that particular thought remained in his jumble of a mind. lucian eventually grumbled beneath his breath, turning onto his back to stare up at the ceiling with his blurry vision. the blonde's gaze shifted towards his nightstand, the alarm clock displaying a trio of numbers. 8:45. another grumble came from the boy. he didn't feel asleep anymore, so it might as well be time to get up. lucian scooted over to the edge of his bed, looking over a still sleeping mika. he didn't want to disturb her, and so the air boy swiftly crept across the room, snatching a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt. he slipped through the door of the bathroom, exhaling a silent sigh. lucian pulled on the jeans and sweatshirt, taking a glance at his reflection in the mirror. he didnt look that bad... nonetheless he combed his hair, brushed his teeth and washed his face with extra cold water.

his mind was now set on some coffee, and he hoped the others were already at it. he stepped down the stairs, looking around to a full house of conversing people. lucian was a bit groggy, so his first priority was getting that coffee. he slithered through the bodies, getting to the percolator and cabinet. he extended his arm, attaining a mug and pouring the hot liquid in. lucian took a long quiet sip, letting the hotness sting his tongue but soon soothe his senses. from the corner of his eye he could see two individuals, recognizing both of them. ellery and uma. lucian debated on going up to them, or leaving them be."theyre probably having their own conversation."he thought, taking another sip of the coffee. nonetheless, through the angel and devil that sat on his shoulders, he marched over, slid open the screen-door and met them at the railing of the porch."morning."lucian simply greeted, his voice a bit hoarse since he hasnt quite woken up yet.

the morning was beautiful today, the sun rays pouring from the sky, coming down in patches from the towering trees and their emerald leaves. dew coated the blades of grass. it almost felt like they weren't in a dome.

( ✦ ) ＭＩＬＥＮＩＡ ＧＲＩＦＦＩＮ ！！
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( tribe normal tribe ) ( power combat/fighting ) ( location apartment, basement ) ( tagged open )

milenia wasnt one to sleep in, she was more of a morning chick. besides, she was pretty self-disciplined with her routine, which was simply beating up every heavy bag, speed ball and boxing dummies the government offered. the young gal was soaked with sweat, beads of it rushing down her forehead and temples. each morning she pumped in as much power as possible, and this morning happened to be special. she trained herself in the basement of the huge cabin to prevent her from waking others. when she practiced it was a tradition to blast empowering pop and rap songs on the speakers, and so the song x by 2 chainz jammed loudly throughout the basement room.

milenia grunted as her fists met the leathery material of the heavy bag, light and quick on the balls of her feet. her bandaged hands seeped with dried blood, yet this didnt stop her from giving it her all to the animated object. for a moment, she took a pause, a short break for water. milenia could feel her muscles tighten and throb with the adrenaline that coursed through her system. she trailed to the bench that rested on the side, swiping for her waterbottle. she sprayed the cold water on her face before gulping up amounts of water. milenia praised water, seeing it as a blessing. a slight smile spread over her mouth as her eyes glided over to the time. it was still morning, but with the footsteps and laughter upstairs, she knew at least one person from each tribe was up. that didnt really matter to the girl, she still had a fire for the fighting, so she would continue it.

the girl cracked her knuckles, stretching her buffed arms before spontaneously resuming her pummeling into the heavy bag. the chain of the equipment rattled with each of her jabs, swinging back and forth. milenia narrowed her eyes, tightening her jaw and concentrating on her makeshift opponent. she growled like an animal, raising her knee to smash against the bag. the music in the background was hard not to ignore, and milenia couldnt help but mouth the words underneath her breath as she struck her fake adversary.

[carotid]

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[air tribe + wind manip] x [tags: damien, michael]

usually mika woke rather slowly, but the commotion in the kitchen snapped her eyes right open and didn't allow her another wink of sleep. disappointing. her hazel eyes blinked up at the ceiling of the dim bedroom, then flickered over to the mass in the bed across the room. the lump was gently moving up and down with each breath. alright, so lucian was still asleep. just a moment later, though, when lucian's figure beneath the covers began shifting a bit, obviously waking up- probably for the same reason she had- she rolled over, feigning sleep, staring at the wall blankly. oftentimes, so early in the morning, conversations beyond small talk just gave her a headache. living with a mind that made her feel out of body a lot of the time wasn't something she favored.

she closed her eyes, allowing herself a bit of mental rest, and giving her some time to run through daily affirmations and a to-do list in her head. it wasn't until lucian had shut the door gently behind him- bless his soul- and she heard further conversation downstairs that she reopened her eyes, sitting up and taking in the sight of the room yet again. she stretched briefly before standing, and after making her bed, she proceeded to the bathroom for her routine: wash face, brush teeth, brush hair, minimal makeup. she changed into a grey knit sweater and comfy black leggings. pretty much mika's staple outfit.

soon after, she was heading to the kitchen. while the others favored coffee, she was more of a tea fan. bless ellery and dawn, too, for sharing similar tastes. the place was always stocked with good tea instead of some cheap attempt. the kitchen was pretty bustling with people entering and exiting for their morning fix, so mika stalked in quietly, gathered a mug, some hot water, and an earl grey bag, and silently continued to the living room, not wanting to get in anyone's way.

her psyche sunk as she walked in and her eyes first fell upon michael. she knew he wasn't a fan of her, judging by the annoyed glances he'd give her or the slight surprise in his eyes when she spoke more than a short sentence. she didn't blame him, though. most people tended to avoid her due to her lack of presence anyways. she moved to sit in a chair quite a ways from him, knowing that if he was invested enough in the book, he'd barely pay any attention to her. her footsteps were gentle enough not to interrupt a good read.

blowing at the hot tea gently and fiddling with the tag of the tea bag, she instead decided to address the two men in the room generally-- she had nothing against damien as compared to the other guy. just wandering on in and not saying a word might be a little weird, anyways. "good morning," she spoke, her eyes falling on each of the two before returning to her tea.

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[medical tribe + healing] x [tags: asds]

okay, so... marco was a heavy sleeper. and a snorer. every morning he woke up and saw calidia's empty bed, he felt a ferocious need to apologize profusely for his sleep habits. this morning was no different. he sat in his bed, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, followed by an excessive stretch to let his limbs wake up, too. after a few silent moments of remembering where he was, what day it was, and an idea of what the day would bring, he hopped up and headed straight to the shower. a few miscellaneous morning things later, he was making his bed, humming gently to himself, and then changed into a white t-shirt and jeans. he preferred simple fashions, and though he liked finding things that fit him pretty well, usually a smokin' appearance was lost to comfort. sweatpants were a bit too informal for him, though he wished he could rock them all day, every day.

from his room, he could hear the murmur of various conversations already taking place in the home. it made him smile a bit. cooping up so many people had its disadvantages, but the fact that most everyone got along without conflict or too much bickering was something that made him happy. a month in and none of them had killed each other, thank goodness! joking, joking. even if he weren't, he would have been there to stitch up any wounds anyways.

not really a caffeine kind of person, he wasn't going to be partaking in the amount of drinks being made in the early hours of the morning. another thing about having so many young adults under one roof was the sheer amount of caffeine. as he began his daily round through the rooms, he realized a lot of the hubbub was contained to a couple of central points. the clinking of ceramic and smell of coffee came from the kitchen, and light laughter and conversation reached him from the porch, its door open to allow people to exit into the morning air or to return back under a roof. joining the group sounded like a good idea, but a rumble of his stomach won him over. to the kitchen he went.

he opened a cupboard, settling on a granola bar, and departed just as quick, but not before offering océane a "good morning." he avoided the porch and instead just exited the house through a side door and headed out, nowhere in particular crossing his mind. there was mist still on the grass as he wandered. the morning air served as a great pick-me-up in substitute of coffee, at least in marco's mind!!

[idéa]

☼ Ｖｉｎｃｅｎｔ Ｄｅｌｐｈｉ

tribe; light|light manipulation|male|location; kitchen|tags; open
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To say he was tired was an understatement.
He woke up in the usual position of laying on his back, blurry vision staring at the ceiling above as he begrudgingly rubbed at his eyes. As much as he'd prefer to sleep in, he knew it was best if he got up. He shifted up and out of bed and made his way to the closet to get a change of clothes, preferring to dress in a plain black shirt, denim jacket, and some black jeans. Nothing too fancy, he didn't have anyone to impress here, after all. He stared at his tired appearance in the small vanity in the room and brushed a hand through his dark hair, sighing before washing his face in the bathroom nearby and heading downstairs towards the kitchen.

His eyebrow cocked at the commotion between Uma and Levana, he shouldn't have been surprised but the fact that the bickering had started this early was new. Typical of the young man, he decided to keep his lips shut and headed towards the cabinets, stretching to reach a small glass and getting ice cold water for himself. He was never one to skip out on coffee if out for the taking but, the events unfolding before him were more interesting and captivating. His typical observations were beginning.

[jaculus]

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with a soft, sympathetic smile tugging at the corners of her mouth, uma stole a glance in ellery’s direction as the blonde turned her focus to the tea. in that instance, uma felt strangely thoughtful, a spark of thankfulness growing within as she recalled the instances that the plant manipulator had managed to calm her down, extinguishing the figurative and, at times, literal flames uma set ablaze.

”no worries,” uma gently nudged her. ”here.” gripping the mug with her right hand, uma used her other to take elle’s hand into hers. she gently pressed the other woman’s palm against the cool ceramic though her hand tightened slightly as she tensed, the screen door slidding open. catching sight of lucian, uma relaxed, returning his greeting with a friendly nod. she returned her attention to the mug, her right hand slowly building up heat. a small trickle of steam began to rise from the tea. ”let me know when it’s… hot enough.”


▸ tribe fire ▸ ability heat manipulation ▸ tags ellery, lucian

[limerence!]

♛ＬＥＶＡＮＡ ＳＩＬＶＥＲ ♛

mind reading|lev or levie|female|tags: donatello, océane
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levana’s day suddenly got a little better when she heard océane’s annoyed thoughts before she saw her. “oh, you know me, ocie. caffeine before hum-” she began before she heard donatello talk some more. “are you still talking, david?” she snapped, whipping her head away to face him. of all the psychic stereotypes, she loathed this one the most. just because she fed off of other’s thoughts didn’t mean she didn’t have plenty of her own. “let me ask you a question, diego. you’ve got a house full of people with brilliant abilities. how does it feel to be the boring, vulnerable, sitting duck of our little group?” she hissed, with every word getting closer to donatello. when she was done speaking, she was uncomfortably close to him, looking down at the inventor. at times like this, she was grateful for her height.

“you know that if a fight were to break out, you’d have no chance, right?” she finished before whipping around- purposely slapping him with her ponytail- and walking back to océane. “c’mon, let’s go for a walk or something. daniel over there has ruined my morning vibe.”

[DarksideQueen18]

Donatello Littleton | 21 | Normal (Tech) | Location; Towards Basement | Tagged; Open

Dons gaze was fixed on his orange juice as Lev moved closer to him, his stance becoming stiff with anger and fear. He tried to remain as calm as he possibility could on the outside while a torrent of thoughts crossed his mind.
He winced as Levanas hair whipped his face, stinging only briefly. His dark gaze then watched Lev, his mind racing with the possible tech he could make to counter her in a fight. Lev did have the same weaknesses as a normal after all. A gauntlet that shot poison by would be most effective. Or even a shotgun gauntlet...He sighed. Even then, he still didn’t have much physical ability. That was more Milenias thing. Now if he made her those kind of gauntlets then boy it’d be awesome. But there’s the fact that he was short on materials and he highly doubted poison darts or shotgun shells would be sent to them.
Taking a sip of his orange juice, he then started to leave the kitchen, his gaze on the floor as he thought about alternatives for poison and bullets. While he did have work he should be doing, he needed to clear his head of his anger and there was no place better than the basement. Not for the fighting equipment down there but for Milenias music. Music was a good source for drowning out the constant thinking going on his head.