|Captured Creatures|Semi-Lit+ to Literate|Accepting|

[ShadowOfAGirl]

(Sorry XD Didn't see the workers only thing..Ignore this.)

[Moved </3 D:]

{S.o.r.e.n}

Soren kept his deep frown on his face as he studied Danika. Honestly, he wasn't that impressed. Sure, her power was much more powerful then his...he could just turn into an Irish Wolfhound...but he had a feeling she was trying to show off. He hated show-offs. They were so cocky and full of themselves. His head jerked to the side as she mentioned getting out. 'Only of my cage.' He thought, but didn't voice his opinion.

The footsteps brought him fully back to reality. In the gloom, and with his human eyes, he could not see who it was. His body tensed, and he ignored Danika's question. He didn't really feel like playing 'Show and Tell.' Using his power, Soren brought forth his animal scent and eyesight. What he saw made the hatred, rage, and desperation rise in his heart again. Freak.

A low growl emitted from his throat, a warning in dog tongue as he watched Freak move towards Lissa and Danika. He was across the isle, farther away, but too close. Without meaning too, Wolfhound ears replaced the human ears on his head. They laid back with his anger, and blended in with his spikey black hair.

Soren back peddled from the front of the cage as soon as Freak's eyes landed on him. Dispite himself, fear rushed upon him, but he shook it away. There was no room for fear with all of the hatred he felt towards this man. A savage snarl echoed in his cage as he glared heavily at the man before him. When he spoke, Soren fumbled for a reply. "I wonder why." He finally managed out, his words dripping with spite. The growl returned, low and almost inaudible.

[-Starchild.Keith-]

(Can Danika gain control of dark fire?)

~Danika~

As Freak walked down towards the cages, she instantly stepped back into the shadows. Soren didn't answer, but she didn't care at the moment. Lissa seemed happy to see him as well, but that was because she didn't know him. She smirked and decided to take this chance. "Yes, Freak, I am loud. But why can't I be? I tried to get your attention and talk earlier but I was rudel interrupted by Aayisah. I want a straight answer and I want it now- How are we supposed to save the world? We're a bunch of irate, miserable teenagers being locked away in dark cages."

She hoped to get an actual answer from him, but maybe she was going too far. She didn't really care. If she was out there, she'd rip off his mask and beat him against a cage, maybe lock him into one.

[aieralyn]

{I'm sorry, I can't get on much today.... RL is busy. XP
I'll reply later tonight, though. ^.^}

[Aniki]

{ Its ok ^^ }

[Aniki]

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☼ {Moody} ☼ {Dangerous} ☼ {Cunning} ☼
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"I think if I can make you secure, I've taken away your humanity. I think we're supposed to be insecure, that's what it means to be human."

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Asher didn't see the door swing shut, rather felt it. He felt the sudden awful sensation of being trapped again. He shuddered inwardly to himself, despite the fact he was used to the feeling by now.
With some effort, Asher pushed away the rising urge to lash out, for he knew it was useless to escape the room with force by now. He swallowed his frustration and finally tuned into the conversation between Daniel(who decided to come along after all) and Aasiyah. Finding the information irrelevant to him, he zoned out again. He started nervously shifting his weight, and cracking his knuckles. Not that he was actually nervous, more of a constant need to stay in motion.
Aasiyah finally seemed to finish the conversation between her and Daniel with a single command, "Sit." Asher snorted as a substitute for laughter before finally turning his full attention onto her.
She started off talking about her powers; He already knew that she could read moods, but he didn't know of her heightened senses. He listened with a humorous curiosity, completely forgetting his irritable mood from earlier. He listened to her talk about her past, and how Freak had saved her. He thought it was interesting, but he couldn't find it within himself to pity her. He had too much hatred locked up. Yet she continued with, “…I hated it here and a part of me still does. He kept me in a cage smaller than the ones you sleep in… much smaller. He would wake me up an ungodly hour of the night to run more tests…
The minutes turned to hours, and hours to days. Soon, those days I was counting were years instead.”
Asher almost forgot that he was still standing by the time she finished. She seemed to want him to sit, but he didn't quite want to himself. She gazed at him expectantly, as he saw out of his peripheral vision. He still didn't look at her, instead stared steadily at the reflection of his stance in one of the mirrors across the room. The illusion he had created had long since fallen away, and he was left with brutal reality. It was tantalizing, his ability was. It could show him anything he dreamed of or wished for, yet once the effects faded away, he was left with only ruin. There was a long silence accompanying her tale, and Asher let it linger a while longer. Finally he spoke.
"Everyone here has experienced hardship, that goes without saying. But I didn't know of your history with Freak... I'm still a little confused. So do you like him or hate him? Or is it both?"
Asher knew his curiosity was getting the better of him, but he also wished to know how close the two of them were. If he knew that, maybe he could understand Freak a little more, no matter how repulsive the idea of understanding him sounded. He finally looked towards her, studying everything about her. Her body language, the way she spoke, and the volume of her words could ensure the veracity of them. He may not be a reader, but he would be able to pick up everything just from these observations.

Aasiyah Sari Valeska || Worker

A smile slowly spread across Aasiyah’s lips when Asher asked the question she knew both boys wanted to know.
“My relationship with Freak is constantly changing. Most days I hate him yet pity him mostly. Others I understand him, love him to a point. He knows that what he has done to all of us is wrong, but in his eyes he is saving us and the world.”

Letting out a sigh, Aasiyah changed the image in the mirrors to show the past. The image now showed her and Freak 3 years ago, before any other creatures were around. She showed the boys the tests and training of her. Another sigh, another image; this time it was just her. Standing out on a balcony somewhere looking over a garden full of roses. The floors creek slightly making her jump.
“What is troubling you, love?”
Freak’s voice came from the shadows, Aasiyah’s memory unable to show the boys where he was standing.
“The roses… Her voice sounded faint and dream-like.
“What about them? Hm? What is troubling my rose? I created the garden for you – well you were in my mind when I was creating this manor. Doesn’t it remind you of the house we talked about that summer’s eve?”
“The roses represent me…?”
“Yes, of course! You are my rose, Aasiyah, don’t you know this?”
“The roses are dying.” Aasiyah’s voice started to rise as tears rolled down her cheeks.
“Is this your way of saying that I am dying too!?”

The mirrors go blank, showing nothing but darkness, and then cleared up turning into normal mirrors. Aasiyah left the boys as they were entranced by her memory. Leaving the door open and all other halls closed, she left the boys alone. The only passageway was to the ward where the cages sat waiting for them. Aasiyah, herself, was exciting the manor and making her way through the winding paths. A heavy sigh left her small frame as she entered the garden that Freak created for her. The once blossoming roses were now dead.

[~Everlasting~]

{~Fullmetal.Heart~: If you want, sure. Just keep shifter as her main power.
SabjeBammie: Accepted. Adding you to the front page now.}

||Freak||

Freak waited patiently as each of the creatures reacted to his words. But the one who truely surprised him was Lissa. He made sure to keep his exterior calm and seemingly unaffected, but he was a bit shaken up on the inside. He hadn't known the girl was capable of implanting her voice in the heads of others. His mouth turned up a bit at the corners, his gaze redirecting at the young creature. "Your gift is. . .fascinating, Lissa," he said, keeping his voice gentle. "Would you mind changing into your human form for me?" He smiled softly at her, although his attempt at kindness was hidden behind his mask.
Freak had his full attention on the new arrival until he heard Danika and Soren speaking. He sighed inwardly; he didn't want to deal with them right now. He decided to respond to the boy first. But he didn't bother to turn in his direction, simply looking out of the corner of his eye. "Mm. . .sarcasm. A person's last defense," he said, a smile dancing on his hidden lips. "I understand your hatred of me, boy. I don't blame you. I hate myself, too."
Freak finished talking to Soron and turned to Danika, his eyes flickering over the girl. "Keep that up and you might not live to find out," he said, glaring daggers at her through his mask. He hadn't been angry at first, but she was seriously pushing his buttons. Daniel had been, too. "Speaking of which. . .where is Daniel?" he mumbled aloud, speaking his thoughts once again. He immediately shut his mouth and sighed. He needed to stop doing that. He might spill some precious information one day.

[Aniki]

Aasiyah Sari Valeska || Worker

Rain started to fall lightly but quickly turned into a down pour. Aasiyah took her time to walk back to the manor. The coolness of the rain as it danced across her skin sent delighted shivers down her spine. Entering the manor she ignored the stares from the maids, taking a towel out of one of their hands. Peeling off her gray soaking wet dress and wrapping the towel around her body, Aasiyah made her way through the hallways of the manor.

Hearing voices coming from the creature ward, she slowed down as she passed the doorway. Seeing Freak kneeling in front of the cages and talking with the creatures sparked her interest. Knowing that if any creature saw her in the state she was in – more so the male creatures seeing that she only had a towel wrapped around her skinny body – Aasiyah quickly walked down the hallway into her library.

The door to her personal bedroom was located in the library. Walking to her closet, she dropped the towel on her bed. Taking out a pair of dark brown tights and a Turquoise tunic, she got dressed. Taking her time, she braided bits of her hair and left the rest down and wet. Looking herself over in her mirror, Aasiyah added a thin brown belt to her tunic. The belt helped show her tiny waist.

[lynettetan1]

Lissa grinned slightly at the praise, and her tail gave a very slight shake. She cocked her head, though, at his next words. Hmm... My other form? Well I can try... The voice said, unsure. Lissa closed her eyes and... how was she supposed to this? Well, might as well try. She thought back to when she usually changed forms, the feeling it instilled in her, natural, powerful. She grasped what power she could find or muster, and tried collecting it so that she changed... Nope. Perhaps if she opened up, let her senses flood her... Wait, that wouldnt work either.

Well, it was worth a try. Lissa let down the barriers she had erected around her senses, around her powers, letting the information flood her. The sound of everyone talking, the footsteps, the movements, the scent of metallic substances, of blood, of iron, the scent of charred... cloth? It didnt come from next to her, but Lissa assumed that not to far away, there was a fire user. Scary, really. The movements and thoughts of everyone buzzed round her mind, and she opened up, making herself seem undefinable, a speck in the wind, all the information flooding through her. She then remembered her task. Nope, this was not helping. All the information hurt, buzzed round her head like bees. She began putting up her walls once more, not letting the information come through. Her head hurt.

Lissa gave a grunt of annoyance, before opening her eyes once more. Well, I dont mind, but I cant. I dont know how. Changing into her dragon form was a lot easier, when she felt all the rage that time, all the sadness, basically an outbreak of any emotion. But changing back... Come to think of it, how did she change back all those other times? Lissa's head shook from side to side, shaking away her thoughts. She just could not remember.

[SabrinaB]

((A small recap so I know how to jump in? Thank you for accepting!))