.:Dance on the Devil's Dance Floor:. {Teen/Power RP}Semi-Lit

[Kites]

.:Tamesis and Morgan:.
Tamesis watched the strangers entre the cafe, and he felt a strange feeling somewhere in his chest, like he knew them from somewhere. He felt uncomfortable, and after catching Morgan's eye as she looked up, obviously feeling the same feeling, the both exchanged worried looks. This was a new world, and they didn't know who to trust. Maybe it would have been better if they had stayed in London, that way they knew their way around the city, the underground and the bus routes. But then, if they had stayed, the scientists would have found out where they lived. Tamesis shivered inwardly at the thought of Morgan in the pain they had put her through. It was almost enough to send the pair of them mad. He turned his gaze back to the strangers, and watched them. Morgan, on the other hand, stared at her cup of Earl Grey tea with her own deep green eyes. She could feel dread creeping up on her, and prepared herself to do the impossible, to slow down time and get them out of there.

.:Cedric Fresco:.
Cedric too felt a strange feeling in his chest, but only interpreted it as his body adjusting to the new polluted air. He had always lived in the countryside, in the mountains in the south of Spain near Marbella. He could picture it, the sun on his skin, the sea breese, the sand between his toes. And then now he was here. Stuck in this stuffy, crowded and harsh environment. "Estupido" he muttered in spainish, glaring at the palm of his left hand where the butterfly sat. Such bliss, those days where his skin was clear of ink, and he was surrounded by such ink, living free. He felt trapped, and he wanted out. He shouldn't have come here.

[sheep.]

.:Ryu Namikeh:.

Ryu was certain someone was looking at her but didn't turn around. Instead, she muttered something and walked to a stern looking man there. She had spoken something somewhat understandable, but the man held a translator in his hand. Ryu's wet hair now seemed brown instead of it's normal gold colour and was soaking her dress, but she daren't move it. She smiled at the man and bowed. "Arigato." He nodded and sent her into a room where she had to put on a new one - well, atleast it had a lolita-type lace. She nodded at what the man said, since he was translating his voice so she could understand. A young lady guided her into a tutorial of how to be a waitress. The lady was taking orders while Ryu just stood and watched nervously.

[lyse]

Adele
Adele entered the cafe she sat down at a back table quietly, slipping her suitcase off her back.She was thankful it was small.It was like a backpack.She could pull it around and carry it on her back.She knew what she had packed.She even packed her old stuffed rabbit.It was grayed with age and had faded patches of blues, greens, and pinks.She loved him all the same, even if Misty made fun of her when she packed it.She remembed the conversation:
"And what if I don't come back?I won't remember everyone forever, this way I at least have something," Adele said.Misty watched her, bowing her head slightly."Adele, you don't speak much, but when you do, you're words are moving.I'm going to miss you.Who else will bring strays home and feed them by bottle if they are too young to eat solids?" said Misty.
"No one anymore, I know Janite will stop by sometimes and check on you guys then email me," said Adele.The family computer was broken.Adele saved up work money and bought her own laptop.Misty hugged Adele and the sisters stood there hugging until Misty let go."I'm going to miss you, Aysel," said Misty, calling Adele by her nickname, a pure sweet sound coming from her foster sister's lips.
"Goodbye," said Adele.
That was the day before she left.Now she was here in New York, alone like always.Even Misty did not know that Adele suffered from depression.

[tide.]

Dakota continued wandering in the crowds, when she bumped into Emir. Her shadow dissolved, and she knew it at that moment: Dead giveaway. She clenched her hand in a fist behind her back, and it re-formed. "Uh... Weird how that happens sometimes. Sorry, by the way. You are?"

[Hargreaves]

Lysander
As he stepped out of the subway station and into the open air of the city, Lysander glanced around apprehensively. He knew he'd have to be even more careful with his things now, so he drew his backpack around and hugged it to his chest. The crowd made him uneasy- too many people, too many opportunities to lose control and hurt someone.
He ducked into a café and sat down at a table, glancing curiously around. Most of the people here were couples, or college students, or other bored-looking New Yorkers, but he saw a few people- teens, mostly, and one very young boy- who looked different. He didn't know how to describe the difference, but it was definitely there, impossible to mistake.
A few waitresses were rushing around. Lysander didn't expect at all for any of them to notice him, and they didn't. But he was hungry, so he tried to catch a girl's eye and flag her down. Unsurprisingly, it didn't work, so he moved on to Plan B: the Pop-Tart in his backpack. He peeled back the wrapper slowly so it wouldn't make any noise and took a huge bite, watching the other, "special" kids as he chewed, and then adjusted his thick jacket. The air-conditioning in the café made it way too cold for him, even though it would probably be fine for the others.

((Whee! 75th post. I always notice when boards have 25, or 100, or 500 posts, but nobody else seems to and I can't post to show them or it won't be the same one anymore. ))

[CowsRkool]

.:Emir:.

Emir looked around as he waited for his food, realizing that cafe had gotten much more crowded since he walked in. Must be the lunch rush, he thought as he felt someone bump into him. He looked up, noticing out of the corner of his eye a flicker, and said, "It's fine. My name is Emir. And your's?" He held out his hand for her to shake, knowing that she was also Gifted, but not understanding how he knew.

[Aғтɛя Ɩ Ғαℓℓ]

{Are you still accepting?}

[tide.]

She held out her own hand and shook it. "Dakota. Nice to meet you, Emir." She gave a warm smile. "Sorry to bother you, but.. Do you know where I could get some food or a good place to sleep? I've been on the streets for awhile now, and I'm hungry.." Dakota felt her stomach rumble, and she gave and awkward grin to him.

[Serena]

((Of course I'm still accepting! ^^ I only stop accepting if all countries are taken! ;D Haha..
Ugh, I'll make a post later on, by the way.. I've got a major Writer's Block haunting me, and I need to think up something before I write it.. Sorry guys.))

[lyse]

Adele
One of the waitresses near Adele dropped a glass, and before anyone knew what was happening the glass shattered.Bits flew up and cut her wrist gently."I-I'm so sorry," said the waitress, not meeting Adele's gaze as she picked up the glass.Under the table, out of the waitress's view, she healed her wound.She bent down and helped pick up the glass."It's no problem.I have 5 other siblings," Adele said.The waitress met Adele's eyes.The girl is okay, it didn't cut her, Adele sent to the waitress's mind."You're okay, it didn't cut you, I think," the waitress said.
"No it didn't," said Adele.Adele stood up and grabbed her bag.She headed out of the cafe, passing Lysander with a gentle grace, not even stopping even though she sensed he was Gifted as well.She had to find a place to stay.