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| − | === Rhea And Conner === |
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| − | {{ConnerWB|text = Conner was walking around, trying to find a good place to think. After all, how else could someone think without peace and quiet?}} |
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| − | {{RheaWB|text = Ok,so kneeling over a dead bug wasn't going to bring it back to life, and it wasn't her fault. Not really. She tries soothing her guilt but her hands tremble slightly. It wasn't her fault the bug flew to close to her. She wasn't trying to kill it.}} |
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| − | {{ConnerWB|text = Conner notices a girl kneeling over a dead bug. “Hi! My names Conner. Are you okay?” He didn’t add that she didn’t look okay.}} |
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| − | {{RheaWB|text = "Yeah, I'm good." This wasn't the first time. "I'm good." She repeats trying to convince herself. She gestures to the bug, "this doesn't unnerve you?" She questions.}} |
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| − | {{ConnerWB |text = Conner didn’t do so much as flinch. “I’ve seen stranger. Is it because of your ability?”}} |
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| − | {{RheaWB|text = She finally looks up. At the stranger. Conner, he had said. "Yep--I'm a charger. I get to walk around like a giant battery and bug-zap things. Also I destroy cubes.(Note: The money things) It's great. What's your ability, Connor? }} |
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| − | {{ConnerWB|text = “Charger? That must be cool. Well, cooler than being a Guster. Yep, Conner '''Winds''' is a Guster. Yes, you can laugh, I’ve gotten used to it. What’s your name?” Conner strangely felt at ease with this girl. She sounded different than the ones who would torment him at Foxfire.}} |
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| − | {{RheaWB|text = A bit of a smile played on her lips, "Ha, maybe it was fate for you to manifest as that." She wasn't on that great terms with fate, but that worked out pretty well. "And I'm Rhea. Rhea Libra." }} |
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| − | {{ConnerWB|text = Conner grinned. “Well, then the jokes on me. I think I’ve heard of you. Do you go to Foxfire?” Conner could already tell that they were going to be good friends.}} |
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| − | {{RheaWB|text = She felt the blood drain slightly from her face, but she felt a genuine smile find its way again. "You've heard of me? All good things I hope...And yep, I'm in my third year of Foxfire."}} |
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| − | {{ConnerWB|text = Conner frowned. “I’m not sure. Probably not. I’m on my fourth year. What’s your favorite subject?” Conner felt as if he might have encountered her before. But it wa highly unlikely. After all, what were the chances?}} |
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| − | {{RheaWB|text = "Anything but gym. You?"}} |
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| − | {{ConnerWB|text= “Same. I have a theory that gym was made to destroy the poor souls that dislike gym. What’s your favorite thing about your ability?” Conner began to walk a bit, gesturing for Rhea to join him.}} |
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| − | {{RheaWB|text = "Somehow it's hard for me to imagine anyone liking gym." She pulls herself up, and walks beside him. "I love the energy I feel when using it. Without it, I feel drained." She took a breath, "So what's it like being a guster?"}} |
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| − | {{ConnerWB|text = Conner nodded. “I can understand that. Being a Guster.... is calming, to say the least. It can also be rather frightening, because I would never want to hurt anyone with my ability. But it seems as though people enjoy hurting me instead,” Conner chuckled. “How’s Level Three going for you? For me it was a nightmare. I manifested, and everyone avoided me, which sucked, to say the least.”}} |
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| − | {{RheaWB|text = "I'm sorry," was all that came out. "People can be cruel. School's just shown me that if those people were near me, they would experience some level of shoock on instinct. That's probably bad. I mean I don't think I would want to hurt them--But I'll never get the chance to find out...My ability has a strong sense of justice. It's only been a few months since I manifested and it's already hurt people. I already hurt people" How did all of that come out?}} |
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| − | {{ConnerWB|text= “Fate is cruel. But you know what? If you did something, but didn’t mean it, and couldn’t control it. It’s not your fault. Get that? Not. Your. Fault.” Conner was surprised how much he wanted to help Rhea, especially since he just met her.}} |
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| − | {{RheaWB|text = She smiled, "It is cruel, but at least it has a sense of humor. Your name with your ability. My nature that opposes my ability. I wouldn't doubt that it put us each where we are only as part of its plan. It's cruel, humorous plan." She knew it wasn't her business to ask but she couldn't help herself, "What happened when you manifested? Why would anyone avoid you? I just can't understand, and maybe it's because I've only known you for a few minutes,"She trailed off. It really didn't feel like they only met a few minutes ago.}} |
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| − | {{ConnerWB|text = “Indeed. Well, this is a little embarrassing to admit, but when I manifested, I kinda caused a mild tornado in universe that may or may not have broken several walls.... hehe.” Conner felt good getting that out.}} |
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| − | {{RheaWB|text = "It happens." She moved to sit down on a rock, "Sometimes you win. Sometimes you almost destroy foxfire with your everyday mild tornado."}} |
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| − | {{ConnerWB|text = Conner sat down on the rock next to her. “And sometimes fate makes jokes that are only funny to fate.” For the first time since manifesting, Conner felt at peace.}} |
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| − | {{RheaWB|text = "And sometimes the rest of the world laughs anyway." She tilted her head to the sky, and looked up--into something.}} |
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| − | {{ConnerWB|text = “And other Times, you have friends who support you, no matter what.” Conner looked at the clouds. He waved his hand and some of them moved-just a little bit.}} |
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| − | {{RheaWB|text = "And other times where the friends side with fate." She spoke with her own experience in mind, "And I'm left to hope they don't all leave me to fate's wrath."}} |
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| − | {{ConnerWB|text = “And even other times, fate makes you meet new people.”}} |
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| − | {{RheaWB|text = "Maybe fate does have a streak of kindness." She said, turning a bit to lightly smile at him.}} |
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| − | {{ConnerWB|text = “But with fate, you never know. So why don’t we find a way for you to practice your ability? If you want to, that is.”}} |
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| − | {{RheaWB|text = With fate you never know. It was almost sad how true it was, "Okay." She said, "But you might want to step back. Like fifteen meters back for a second."}} |
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| − | {{ConnerWB|text = Conner ran fifteen meters and climbed a near by tree. “This way, I can try to see if anything is happening that’s making everything get messed up. And get less shocked.”}} |
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| − | {{RheaWB|text = "It's always a risk." She sank down for a second, and reached her hands to the sky. Clouds pulled themselves over, and the grass around her seemed to shrivel as if she was taken their energy. Lightning struck down in purple strips onto her, and she thrust her arms out, them looped in rings of electricity that looked like it sparked thorns. Her face was lighter, and she was blinking more, every process faster. She glowed like she was the only light source, and the dead grass began to fry. She could sense the pull of the metal around her. And then she looked forward afraid. All the hairs on here arms standing up. Everything bold and loud. Everything beautiful and out her control.}} |
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| − | {{ConnerWB|text = Conner stopped the clouds from moving, although it was quite a strain. He could tell why it was scary for Rhea. Anyone had to be scared of losing control...}} |
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| − | {{RheaWB|text = It was so strong. So beautiful. And she wanted it again. She waved to Conner, and let her hand fall onto her arm. There was a slight outline that looked like trees a bit on it. She pulled her sleeve down.}} |
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| − | {{ConnerWB|text = “Rhea, are you alright?” Conner was starting to feel rather worried.}} |
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| − | {{RheaWB|text = "Honestly, I feel better than ever. And that almost scares me. I can burn the world around me, and I can smile while doing it."}} |
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| − | Hey this is [[User:Z-FunWithBooks|Z]] here, and I wanted to say this: this page has been glitching a lot, so I removed all the templates, so sorry if I messed with the Roleplay that was here! |
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