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Post by athen on Feb 20, 2013 21:24:16 GMT -5
The foul stench of a mass human dwelling camp wafted on the wind over the crystalline silvery blue waters of the Atlantic. It was the second sign that you were approaching such a place tht held wonders and pain beyond what the mind could imagine on its own without first having experienced it. Or at least that's how it seemed to a blond haired figure who glided smoothly through the air, unconcerned with his own nudity.
The first sign was far more obvious as it was the vision of the city on the horizon. Over the flat expanse of the water, there was nothing to obscure his view of the glittering towers in the distance. it almost seemed as if the ocean's waves had grown and coalesced into the towers he could sense the people milling about in within his head. it was a simple task to know that the people were there his mind was relaxed and wide open extending its feelers, gently nudging the consciousnesses of every creature around him for miles. He was amazed at the sea creatures who paid little mind, intrigued by the human minds that moved through the air with intermingled fear and irritation. How could anyone take to the air and not be rife with elation? Perhaps it was because they were flying in flocks like geese migrating?
Whatever the reason, 0853 knew that he was free and nothing was going to put a damper on that. Not even the rushed motions of apalled or embarrassed people who rushed away as he set down on dry land on wobbly, naked, unused legs.
The sensation of concrete and grime beneath his feet was a new feeling but so too was walking to be honest. In fact there was nothing that wasn't new about all of this but it felt appropriate all the same. Perhaps it was instinct? Or maybe it was because he was subtly connected to the minds of all of the other people for nearly a mile around him and this was one of the few commonalities between them all, the standing and the walking. He wondered briefly why they bothered using their legs when they just as easily could float anywhere and he quickly extracted information that "people couldn't fly".
Perhaps he wouldn't blend in as easily as he had hoped.
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Post by Yankees on Feb 20, 2013 22:24:54 GMT -5
Ooc: Decided to bring in my character Luna, if that is alright.
Bic: One of the students of a famous school had managed to get out of the education bound walls that had kept her in for most of the week. She didn't mind having so many classes at once as it kept her busy and focused. However every once in awhile she needed a break from the place, a time to herself. Usually she did that outside in the forest of the school or in her room. But something compelled her to go beyond the safe haven of the school, she wanted to explore. She knew however that she was different than most humans by her odd appearance.
Luna was from a race called the neyaphem as she had a striking appearance. She had a blue appearance and demonic look to herself. Her body was not in skin but covered in blue indigo fur. Her body had been so far hidden within one of the walls of the buildings higher up so they would not see her. After all, who would think to look up in a city? All that was up here were a group of buildings with endless glass covered windows. Her hands were coated with tiny microsuction discks that allowed her to stick to nearly any verticle surface. As she did it easily and began to crawl down one of the side buildings, once close enough she made an attempt to leap as she clung onto one of the pillars of a nearby building.
She made it a successful leap onto the other building as she wrapped her prehensile like tail around it for support in case she fell off. The Neyaphem seemed to be confident at this point that she could trust her skills. Of course she still had a long way to go in mastering her powers, like her darkness manipulation it made sense that it only worked at night. In the day time that power was pretty weak compared to her gravity manipulation. As he scanned the area and watched the citizens as they went on their own thing, she noticed one person in the crowd looked oddly familiar.
But no, she had never met that man before, she was sure of that. 'I had this feeling that I know them. But that can't be true. Can it? Or do they look like someone I know?' Luna asked as she began to crawl down the side of the pillar to try and get a closer look. The other thing was she could feel her body getting nervous. She was getting closer to the other humans and they would spot her odd form.
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Post by athen on Feb 23, 2013 16:41:21 GMT -5
Perhaps because of his elation at his new found freedom or maybe because he was too busy looking at his own feet on the ground, 0853 took several moments longer than what he should have to realize that he had innumerable eyes on him. his slight mental connection to everyone near him allowed him to realize that metnally, he could see himself from almost every angle because that many people were staring blatantly at him.
Looking up, he felt a peculiar sensation on his face. The corners of his lips felt drawn upwards and his eyebrows were slightly raised over his wide eyes. His lips parted slightly and he felt his mouth draw back and outwards a little more allowing his teeth to become exposed but he didn't feel that someone should be threatened by his expression though he was a little surprised when a sort of halting bubly sort of noise came out of him. It was a giggle. Looking through the eyes of someone just in front of him, he saw his own face and realized that the peculiar expression on his face was a smile. This was what it felt like to smile.
Thinking, he extracted some of the information from the recesses of his mind on how to introduce himself to someone or greet them politely. Raising an arm tentatively he was briefly aware of the way his blond hair caught the light of the hanging sun as he pivoted his elbow ever so slightly in a wave. With his mind he uttered an elated salutation but it was more of a feeling rather than actual words because he was unsure which country he was actually standing in so he had no idea what language to speak in. He briefly contemplated rooting through their minds tothe language center and finding what he wanted but he decided that that might perhaps be rude...
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Post by Yankees on Feb 23, 2013 17:04:37 GMT -5
Maybe. She thought this person didn't seem so bad. As she watched him with her eyes she saw that he seemed rather happy. There wasn't anything dangerous seeming about him as he was there. The other people in the crowded streets didn't seem to pay any mind to him at all. Of course she was still being cautious at moving forward, and exposing her true form. Slowly she began to crawl down from her safe haven, of the column that she had clung too. But she stopped as she nearly reached the bottom after feeling something touch her mind.
In a way, it was one similar to the feeling of what the Professor would do. The Professor's mind was calm and welcoming to the students that he had on the campus. She enjoyed it but often times he startled her. She was not a telepath and wasn't used to people reading their minds. He seemed to be giving her a soft wave as if to urge her closer. But her fears of being seen were far to close to her as she remained stuck on the pole. It was as if the largest forces of nature would not shake her from her position as she remained stiff on it. Then she thought of something, if he was a telepath and barley touching her mind, couldn't she speak back to him with her thoughts? It was worth a shot she at least hoped.
'Hello?' She asked. Her voice sounded very cautious as she went, and spoke. Careful not to release any important information that the person may use against her if that were to happen. 'I saw you earlier...and you reminded me of someone. It's kind of strange if you ask me. But I got too curious and cautious...the crowd is afraid of me.' She said as the last few sentences showed her fear and it was noticeable. 'And I'm afraid of them...'
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