OUTRAGEOUS test thread [don't touch it]

[xandy pandy]

✄Esmerelda Josephine Marchi

it's only a matter of time
❝The Native❞

Blunt✖Negative✖Intelligent

Olá. You already know my real name, but no one ever uses that, most people just call me Ezzy. I've been celebrating my birthday on July eighteenth for the past twenty-three years. My mommy used to say I was her little ballerina, but I don't think she was ever ready for me to go chasing after those princess'. I think the formal name for that is lesbian? All that technical stuff doesn't really matter though. What matters is that my heart keeps speeding up for lost traveller.

o u t r a g e o u s KOI

[xandy pandy]

Abel . Noel . Aryton
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This is how it works
It feels a little worse
And when we drove our hearse
Right through that screaming crowd
While laughing up a storm
Until we were just bone
Until it got so warm
That none of us could sleep
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His pencil twirled back and forth between his fingers as he stared at the professor droning on with his lecture. Really he didn't have time for this. What had ever possesed Abel to believe he had time for a night class in addition to all of his day college courses and work and, well work? Blue eyes flickered to the clock that hung on the wall. Eight twenty-two. This had to be over soon. The class only went to eight-thirty. His professor though, the man could go on forever about... what the ******** was this class even about?

"I need sleep." he groaned quietly to himself. When whatever classes you were in started to blur so much that you couldn't remember what you were taking half the time? It was time for a nap. As it was, Abel hadn't slept in two days. There was too much to do, far too much. Sleep usually got pushed to the bottom of the list when that happened. With a couple shots of very strong coffee, Abel could keep going, or he liked to insist her could.

"Remember that your papers are due next class." Okay, had Abel even started that paper? Yes. No. Yes, definitely yes. Like three paragraphs of it were done. And he had two days to finish the rest of it. He shook his head. That was something he could worry about later. He jumped up, and made himself one of the first out the door. It was either that or be caught in the traffic jam that always happened. Pushing his notebook and pencil into the bag he had slung over his shoulder, he went for the exit of the humanities building, already knowing his next stop. The thought of coffee had made him want it, and so to the cafe just off of campus it was. Even Paradox couldn't go on duty without something keeping him alert.

That was only a five minute walk, and in the cafe, Abel walked to the counter, pulling out his wallet and putting a five down on the counter. "A large coffee." he told the cashier. The girl, who was probably seventeen but looked about twelve, blinked.

"Excuse me?"

"A large coffee." was it really that hard to understand?

"Yes, but what kind of coffee? You can't just--"

Abel let out an aggravated noise, cutting her off. He pointed to the coffee pot behind her. "That." he told her. "Don't add anything to it. Just poor some into a large cup and give it to me." The girl looked at him silently for a long moment before taking his money and going to get the coffee, mumbling to herself. Abel rolled his eyes. Why did nothing like just plain coffee exist anymore? Couldn't a superhero get one thing he requested? Of course, that girl probably had no idea he was the hero that kept the city she lived in safe.

She came back, pushing the cup into his hand. "Here. Have a nice day." Abel was going to say she didn't want him to have a nice day, but that was perfectly fine with him. He turned on his heel and left the shop.

Now he just needed to down his coffee and get ready to put Paradox on patrol.

[xandy pandy]

She listened as Ana explained part of her issue, kind of. Tapping her fingers on the table before her, she thought for a moment, carefully about what she was going to say. What was she supposed to say to that? This was no time to be dancing around with secrets? No, that would do nothing but push Ana further away from the idea of giving a clue to what the issue was. That was the last thing that Nova, as a teacher, wanted to do. As a Fay? She wanted to give Ana the space she needed, but she couldn't. It was her job to push until she got to the rot of the problem. This time she compromised with herself though.

"You're going to think I'm bullshitting you right now, but this is honest truth of what you have to do." she started, stitting back in her seat. "Your... issue. You're going to have to face it, head on, and swallow your emotions for as long as it takes to resolve whatever problem you're having with your issue." she had decided the issue was a person, and she refused to satisfy her urge of asking who the hell was Anastasia talking about. If the girl had wanted to tell her, she would've told her. Since she hadn't it seemed it was not yet time for that to Nova's business.

That was quickly erased from her mind temporarily as Ana was now choosing to take up Nova's question of was there something else she wanted to talk about. Nova had to back track through the flood of words, one of her hands moving and tangling it's fingers in the hair that had fallen loose of her bun. There was that question again. Was there anything on her mind? And again she had to go over everything that was on her mind, trying to edit it while it still sounded plausible and not like the train wreck it really was in her brain. "It's nothing stranger then normal." she said with a gentle smile. "Dealing with the clinic as a whole is just a lot of work. I just get sidetracked sometimes." Why, yes, that was her shitty excuse. Nova was never one to over-ellaborate.

When Ana asked if she was a problem; a burden, Nova quickly shook her head. "Hardly. I've had far more difficult students at the clinc. And being difficult isn't a necessarily bad thing. I was an extremely difficult student; my teacher would tell everyone that when he was still alive." she smiled sadly. Sometimes it was a hard thing, reminding herself that her teacher was dead. It was a hard person for a Fay to lose, your teacher. The relationship was one that was by default close, because you teacher usually ended up knowing everything about you, often far more then even your family got to know.

Her's had died though, like anyone else who had stayed back in her village during the war. Nova would be lying if she said she hadn't lost more then a teacher that day. No, this wasn't something corny like she had lost a friend. What is was was a lover that she had lost. Although it wasn't exactly common in the Fay world, it happened often enough that it wasn't surprising that Nova had been in a relationship with her teacher before his death. It wasn't that be all end all kind of love that Nova couldn't move on from though. Of course she had loved him, but she had mourned him decades ago, she could hardly continue to. That was why she tried not to think of him often.

A sharp pain passed through her palm and she looked down at her hand. While caught up in her thoughts, she had clenched it into a fist. And she had clenched it so hard, her nails had dug into her flesh, breaking the skin. Openning the hand, she frown as she watched the blood start to show from to four cresent shaped cuts. Slowly she passed her free hand over the injured one. It was far easier to heal herself then it was to heal others.

She looked up when Ana questioned the pain she had felt, her frown staying at the mention of Canyon. Nova was still irritated with him. "He got trapped in my mind because my magic attacked his for being some place it wasn't supposed to be." she told Anastasia. Well, she would've found out what happened eventually. "He's fine now though I suppose. I think we'll be having an ethics class this afternoon because of it though." she said, then looked around to a window. The sun told her it was at least noon at this point. Had all that time really passed since she had gotten in this morning?

Nova stood. "We should go back to the clinic now." she said to Anastasia. Starting to move towards the exit, she paused when she heard Ana say one more comment. She looked back over her shoulder and smiled genuinely at the human. "Your welcome." she said before continuing out of the cafe, glancing back every so often to make sure Ana was still behind her as the walked past the three buildings that were between the clinic and the cafe.

Once they were back in the clinic, Nova stopped first in the main room with Canyon, Robyn, and Daniel in it. "Due to certain events--" she eyed Canyon purposely. "--I've decided we need a group session this afternoon focusing on ethics with magic. Be in the group room in fifteen minutes. This is mandatory." Robyn and Daniel would already know magic ethics, but they still had to be there.

She left the room, going down the hall where she heard sound coming from Damien's room. Going to the room, she entered, looking between Damien and Austin before speaking. "Ethics groups session. Mandatory. Group room fifteen minutes." that was the best way to talk with them. Curtly so that they didn't have the chance to give her lip. She left them, now going to the aforementioned group room. She had to get the room ready, though that was as easy as flicking her hands so that the chairs arranged them self in a circle in the open, with a few more extra then who was already there, in case people actually did decide to show up still.

[xandy pandy]

|| Ingrid Lorraine Rouse ||

i`d prefer Ingrid

been terrorizing this town for twenty years

will be adding to the track record on January first

looking for a bold lady to sweep me off my feet

particurally that timid alien

oh, did i mention i`m a riot inciting human


played by o u t r a g e o u s KOI

[xandy pandy]

Frankie Alice Fallows

❝A Native Normal Society❞

quirky✖naïve✖social

chickadee ll just frankie
twenty ll march twenty-first
lesbionic ll this outsider

[xandy pandy]

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You said: "Come on, baby, let's just make love
It's the only thing to make me better,"
You said: "Come on, let's just get you out of that sweater,"
I said I don't kiss losers and I don't kiss winners
And I don't fight for honor 'cause we all are born sinners
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[xandy pandy]

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You said: "Come on, baby, let's just make love
It's the only thing to make me better,"
You said: "Come on, let's just get you out of that sweater,"
I said I don't kiss losers and I don't kiss winners
And I don't fight for honor 'cause we all are born sinners
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Fingers danced around the screen, creating a beat with every light touch. It was a fun morning time routine, something that woke her up a bit. The red head was hardly a musician, but not many people had to really be musicians anymore, when you had this kind of technology to work with. Half the time, it wasn't even the beat that had a smile dancing around the edges of her lips. The colors that radiated from the spots that she touched pulled the smile from her much of the time as she appreciated the beauty of it. A totally automated beauty, but it seemed like that was the only beaty around anymore.

She moved her fingers to tap the auto button in the program. Her stomach was giving a rumble; she was hungry. Her hips swaying slightly to the beat, she moved across the open floor of her living room to the kitchen space that connect to it directly. Openning the fridge, she bent over, picking out an apple from the bottom drawer. She closed the door and took a bite of what she had decided was her breakfast. The not-quite-sweet-enough taste of the apple filled her mouth. Apples had been like that for awhile now; a little off in their taste, just like every other fruit. It was the genetic altering, so that the city could keep growing them even though the conditions weren't exactly ideal for their growth.

Frankie could remember having real apples, when she had been a child and apples were still being grown with out all that altering. It wasn't the same. Those apples had been perfect. These? They were okay on their best days. But it wasn't that Frankie really stressed over. How could she? No one had control over how the world outside the city had turned to s**t. Everything had to be done with in the wall, of course there would be limitations to what could be grown and how it could be grown. Frankie just had to be grateful she even had apples.

Sounds from the television, which was also on, floated in over the soft background her music created. "...and a ninteen-year-old woman from the east side was reported missing last night." Frankie turned, looking across the room at the television. Taking a few strides towards the television, she spoke, her voice ringing out a command. "Televison, volume up."

The volume rose as the news announcer continued. "She was last seen going into the college, though no one at the college remembers seeing her after that. This is the first missing person in a decade, and the authorities are still looking into it." and just like that, they were moving onto something else. The girl's picture flashed off the screen and they were now talking about whatever. Frankie didn't really pay attention.

Would the first missing person's report in a decade be a big deal? They were in a city closed in by a wall. There weren't many places that this girl could've gone. "Television off." she said absently. Her bare feet were moving across the floor again, going to the front door to grab her news feed tablet from the mailbox. Openning the door, she reached out and put her hand in the mailbox, pulling the clear tablet that looked like simply a piece of opaque glass with rounded corners out. Going back into the house, she closed the front door, not bothering to lock it. Why would she? It was habit, because there was no need to when there was virtually no crime.

Tapping the glass, it lit up, a list of articles appearing on it. She tapped through them, finding one at the bottom of the list. First Missing Person in Decade, Girl, aged 19. She opened it and scanned it, but even that was just a snippit, thrown in as if it were last second work to fill space. Frankie's eyebrows pulled together, not really sure what to think of it. Maybe they didn't want to give too much away? Didn't want all of what they know be found out so that whoever took this girl didn't get spooked?

Yes, that has to be it. She decided, placing her tablet down on her coffee table.

OoC ll that really sucked XP

[xandy pandy]

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These things take time, love
These things take backbone
And they'll tell you what you want to hear
They say it gets better, better
But you better know how to point out the liars
You've got to win your wars, make sure
You're not fighting for nothing, nothing
Are you fighting for nothing, nothing
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[xandy pandy]

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Wait, wait
I swear I've seen that face somewhere
It's very face I fell for in the human race
I can't lie, I was brainwashed to be honest
In this brave new world that slowly passes by
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[xandy pandy]

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You said: "Come on, baby, let's just make love
It's the only thing to make me better,"
You said: "Come on, let's just get you out of that sweater,"
I said I don't kiss losers and I don't kiss winners
And I don't fight for honor 'cause we all are born sinners
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Frankie finished her apple and threw it in her compost basket. Compost that would go in her back yard at the end of the night, into her larger compost bin to eventually feed the soil in her garden. It was something to brighten the view from her porch, considering that she was well in sight of that ugly grey wall that surrounded them. Frankie knew it was for their own safety, that things had gone to s**t outside, but sometimes she wished they would do something with the wall. Paint it, make art on it. A giant mural that could span the city, but no. The wall remained the same boring, ugly grey it had been since she was a child.

Frankie thought she heard something, but wasn't quite sure with the beat still going in the background. "Audio off." she commanded, and with that, her music died. In quick succession though, it seemed that the alarm she wasn't even sure why she had went off, insisting loudly that there was an intruder. She whirled, catching her first sight of the trespasser as the girl slapped her alarm unit and pulled it from the wall. Well, there, now she didn't have an alarm that rarely had a point to it anymore. Frozen in place, she couldn't will herself to move or say anything as the girl said something about how this definiately wasn't a good first impression.

Yeah, well what kind of impression did she expect to leave, coming into someone's house like this? The girl, Adelaide she introduced herself as, came closer, and Frankie was still rooted to her spot. All she could do was stare at the girl's hand when she held it out. Did she really expect Frankie to shake her hand? Was she insane? Did she think Frankie was stupid? Both? It sounded like both. And what was Frankie supposed to do with an insane girl in the house who thought Frankie was some sort of fool? How did she get her out.

Then she said the words that it took Frankie a moment to process. But when she did, oh boy. Her jaw dropped and she was finally able to take a step back. Yes, Adelaide or whatever her name was was certainly crazy. From the outside? That was impossible. Everyone knew that outside the walls was wild and dangerous, that people couldn't actually live there. What kind of diluted reality was this chick living in? Now she was moving to Frankie's couch, sitting like she lived in the house.

Slowly Frankie moved to grab her phone from the table her music system sat on. No sudden movements, who knew what would make this girl go off. Once she got a hold of it though, Adelaide was speaking to her again, telling her to sit, saying she didn't bite. What possesed Frankie to move towards her, that was unknown. She stopped once there was a foot between them. "I'd rather stand." she said slowly, taking Adelaide in. She had to be Frankie's age. There was a bohemian look about her, and her dirty blonde hair fell gracefully past her shoulders. If Frankie weren't scared of and completely weirded out by her, she probably would've been hitting on the girl. She had always been a flirt, according to her older siblings. While they all had their titles involving talents and intelligence, she, the youngest, had always been the hippie-dippy little flirt.

She shook her head though. This was hardly the time to be thinking of that. "You should explain right now why I shouldn't call the police. Three minutes." she insisted. Hopefully Adelaide's first reason wouldn't be what everyone knew; the police were jokes when it came to things like this. Frankie could imagine talking to them on the phone now. "Oh, an intruder? Yes, yes miss, we'll be right there." And then they wouldn't show up for three hours, in which time Adelaide would be able to knock Frankie out and kill her. Or something like that. Maybe she was a bit paranoid.

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Abel . Noel . Aryton
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This is how it works
It feels a little worse
And when we drove our hearse
Right through that screaming crowd
While laughing up a storm
Until we were just bone
Until it got so warm
That none of us could sleep
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Abel found his car, knowing that he really needed to speed his process up. He barely noticed the classmate he brushed into, and merely gave an acknowledging grunt before moving on. Car door slam, key in the ignition, speed off, driving one handed while he down his coffee. For all they had idiots working at that shop, at least their large was really a large, and not some sad excuse for one.

It was in no time that Abel was pulling into the driveway of his house. And it was also in no time that he was inside the house, heading for the basement, which went far under the earth, further then the average basement most certainly. It was in that basement where a whole technical system sat, and a petite girl before it. She swung around in the chair, grinning up at Abel. The girl bared a huge resemblance to him, though there was often a chance of that happening when siblings were involved.

"And how was your ethics of a journalist class?" the girl asked as he passed by her, going into the area that was sectioned off for him to change.

"Ah, thank you! I could not remember the name of that class." he said as he pulled off his clothes behind the partition and quickly slid into his flexible armored suit, deep blue in color. As he buckled his belt aroun his middle, he heard his sister laugh.

"All your classes are journalism based, how can you forget them? They're so Clark Kent of you."

He smiled as he pulled his long hair into a ponytail and slid his mask into place. "It's not nice to compare me to superman, Romy. We both know he has nothing on me." he grinned at his younger sister as he came around the partition, pulling his gloves into place.

"Batman, then?" she gestured at the room around her, whirling in her chair.

Abel shrugged then nodded. "Well, we had to do something with the money mom and dad left us. And you do make a good Alfred." He walked up behind her, looking at large screen she sat before. "What do we have on our hands tonight? What's that?" he pointed at a red dot flashing on the map on the screen, then looked down, pushing buttons to try and get to zero in on it.

His hand was slapped away. "Don't touch my baby. She doesn't like you." Romy informed him curtly, typing quickly now. "Only the child that inherited all of Dad's tech savvy should touch her and that's-- it the historical art museum. And it looks like... that's a nemisis." she said as an image rolled on screen when she expertly hacked the security cameras of the museum. Indeed it was someone he was used to playing that difficult dace of crime fighting with. Jazz. He was one of the more... eccentric kind of villians. Batshit crazy was another word that covered the same territory just as effectivily.

"I can get there in less then three minutes. I'll be back later, you be in bed by midnight." he told her, going for the basement exit that wasn't through the door he had come in.

"Abel, please, I'm seventeen. I'm going to bed whenever the hell I want. And I am also sooooo definiately Robin." she said before he was out of earshot. Abel rolled his eyes. Yeah, in her dreams was she ever doing this kind of work with him outside of sitting in front of that computer. That was what his inner big brother said, and he usually got the final word, no matter how long the conversation had to go on for him to get it.

In the tunnel, he swung his leg over his black bike and kiced it into gear. He hunched forward, knowing he had to keep low with how fast this bike was about to go. Soon enough he hit the open air of the city streets, and weaving through the cars that created traffic. And just like he told his sister, he managed to be in front of the museum in less then three minutes. He could hear the sounds of sirens in the distance, which meant that his sister had gotten to the police and they would be there soon enough. Good Romy. But the police were slow, and Abel wasn't waiting to go in there.

Taking out Jazz's sad excse for men was a fast deed, though the yelling had to have alerted Jazz to his presense. Well, he would've found it one way or another. Moving through the museam quickly and silently, he came up upon the room that Jazz was in, the criminal in his process of theivery. Jazz would've heard him moving at least a bit, but this was the game they normally played. Pardox crossed his arms over his chest. "Now, we bot know that I can't let you leave with that, but it would be interesting to hear why you even want it." said finally.

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The commotion Canyon caused ended with Nova going off, probably in search of her student. She would be one who's way Robin wouldn't want to get in for a bit of time. She had every right to be angry though, considering that it was her mind that had been invaded. There was no reason that promptly justified someone digging through your thoughts. When magic was involved, sometimes your thoughts were the only thing that you could keep to yourself.

Daniel went outside, and Canyon went down to some room, leaving Robin along in the main entry room. Raking fingers through his long hair, he kinda just stopped to think. He was assuming that Daniel needed sometime to himeself to think, and Nova was gone, nor if she were here would he even think of bothering her more. She'd probably tear his head off, if she was as stressed as she seemed to be. Robin knew when not to contribute to his friend's problems. He'd seen her magic under real stress, and he'd seen what happened when it got aimed at people. Robin was good with the idea of not being the one it got aimed at.

He sat, not knowing what else to do. Concentrating on his hands, he pressed the tips of his fingers together and pulled them apart, watching as the tiny crackling streams of lightning stretched between his fingers, looking to hit someone with tiny shocks of electricity. He knew to keep them to himself though, this was just something he was doing out of boredom. Plus, Robin like knowing that he could still do it, since it was one of those things that came with having combative magic, it was something that set him apart from the other Fay around him, because the Fay he worked with didn't have combative magic. Damien was purely fire, Nolee and Daniel both had the more common Fay specific of being in tune with nature, and well Nova... okay, she was an exception, and she could do this lightning on a huge scale compared to what he could do, but she didn't count.

And... now Nova was coming back, telling him of how they were having a group session, the basics being ethics. Robin quashed his magic and nodded, standing and stretching slightly. He figured this would be what happened. He didn't think they had really ever talked ethics in group sessions, though Robin had assumed that the Fay were teaching their students magic ethics. Nova had most definitley lectured Ana in it, because that was Nova and he knew her. Daniel, Nolee and Damien though, he didn't know if it had occured to him.

Nova had gone off to alert more people, and coming in behind her now was Nolee, cheerful as ever. Robin nodded towards her, openning his mouth and speaking "You might not want to bother Nova, she's--" but Nolee was already gone. He had tried at least. Failed, but tried. It was out of his hands. Hopefully Nova wouldn't blame Nolee for Canyons actions just because she was his teacher. Though, it was a fifty fifty chance, depending on just what got said to her. Sometimes it was just too hard to tell with Nova.

There was noise in the kitchen, and Robin knew it had to be Daniel. Moving towards it, he basically collided with Daniel, though not hard. "Oh, woah, sorry." he said, placing his hands on Daniel's shoulders to steady the both of the. Robin smiled his half crooked smile at his boyfriend. He really didn't have it in him to be irritated with Daniel for long. Robin cared too much to really stay angry with him for just having an opinion. And could Robin really get angry about an opinion just because it was diffrent from his? He hardly even got angry with Nova, and they split ways on their opinions on just about everything.

It was just, hard with Daniel. Yes, there was that human side to him, yet he was like any Fay that Robin had ever known. Only when he got stubborn and persistant did Robin even think of his human half. Nova had said once that it was because there wasn't much of a difference between the two when they were blended, and that always seemed to be the point that Daniel was trying to get across, but Robin had a hard time thinking of it that way.

"Uh, Nova wants a full group session. Ethics. Soon." he told Daniel changing the subject in his mind. He was not going to annoy himself with it right now. "She's kinda angry, so we probably shouldn't test her by skipping out."

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You said: "Come on, baby, let's just make love
It's the only thing to make me better,"
You said: "Come on, let's just get you out of that sweater,"
I said I don't kiss losers and I don't kiss winners
And I don't fight for honor 'cause we all are born sinners
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She was not going to feel bad for this girl. She was not going to feel bad for this girl. She was not going to feel bad for this girl. Goddamnit, just because she was saying she would be killed if Frankie called the police and looked like she was going to cry, Frankie was not going to feel bad for her. She had come into Frankie's home unannouced, broke Frankie's alarm, and scared Frankie to death. This was not a person that Frankie Alice Fallows had to feel bad for. But you know what?

Frankie felt bad for her.

She seemed to look so much like a fish out of water now, so lost. The hand that had been holding Frankie's phone fell to her side and she watched Adelaide go outside. Biting her lip, she looked down, tugging anxiously at a lock of red hair. What she was about to do was so idiotic. She was probably going to slap herself later for doing this, if Adelaide didn't kill her first. Moving slowly, she set her phone down and went towards the back sliding door. She paused before openning it, adjusting her simple grey jersey cotten tunic dress. Why she cared how she looked, Frankie didn't know.

Sliding the door open, she stepped outside, looking at Adelaide picking at the grass. Moiving forward, she sat herself on the steps of the porch, adjusting herself again so nothing showed as she sat. For a few moments she simply watched Adelaide, still too wary to get any closer to the girl. Frankie could be naïve, but she wasn't stupid. She knew when it was a good thing to be social and when it was better to be wary. This was the kind of situation that she couldn't be blamed for being wary. It wasn't every day random chicks showed up at your house insisting they were from the outside.

This girl looked so sad though. The nice girl in Frankie was making her feel guilty, and trying to convince her that Adelaide probably couldn't hurt a fly. Again the flirt in her was trying to insist something upsurd that sat along the lines that such a pretty girl couldn't possibly be a danger. The part of her that Frankie was deciding was the rational part was insisting the loudest for her to be careful at least. Which is why she stayed her behind on the porch while she spoke with Adelaide.

"Frankie." she called over to Adelaide. "My name is Frankie." she shifted where she sat, still not really sure if this was a good idea. "I didn't call the police." she stated after another moment had passed. Should she had said that? Jeez, was she going to question everything she said now? That's what it seemed like. But she was not going to regret it. She didn't have time to be agonizing over everything.

Frankie swallowed, openning her mouth. "You said you were here to help, but with what? Nothing's wrong." well if Adelaide thought she was sticking around at all, she was giving Frankie some answers first, because Frankie wasn't about to let someone stay in her backyard, and she wasn't trusting Adelaide in her house if she didn't know what the hell was going on. For her, that was just unreasonable.

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Abel . Noel . Aryton
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This is how it works
It feels a little worse
And when we drove our hearse
Right through that screaming crowd
While laughing up a storm
Until we were just bone
Until it got so warm
That none of us could sleep
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Yep, Jazz was definitely batshit crazy. That was the only thing that could possibly explain him. He talked to Abel as if he were a friend, yet they were most certainly not friends. And as far as Abel knew, most villians detested him showing up to started, and got right to the business of trying to kill him instead of stopping to enjoy the conversation. It had always been this way with Jazz though, for whatever reason. They had a kind of understanding, and Abel wasn't even really sure what that understanding was. He just knew it existed, though the lines it drew were blurry.

"This isn't a game--" he began, but a buzzing in his ear caught him off guard. Sometimes he forgot he wore that earpiece his sister insisted upon. And sometimes he wished she would forget he had it in. "Not a good time, Romilly." he growled out, knowing she would hear him because of however the earbud worked.

"Yeah, I know. I just wantted to tell you that you have a new toy press the button on the side of your left gauntlet. See you when you get home." And just like that the buzzing was gone, his sister had just down the frequency. Abel looked to do as she told him, not really sure what would happen when he pressed that nearly invisible button. But he trust Romy with his life, and knew she wouldn't tell him to do something if it were stupid.

When he pressed that button, curved blades shot from the side of the armor on his left arm, which was indeed something useful. Well now he had to thank her. And get her that new gadget she had been babbling about. This was no time to be thinking of that though. He looked to Jazz. Well, it was game time now. One of them had to start it eventually. They both knew it was coming, it was the routine. It might as well be Abel to start.

He advanced quickly, pulling his left arm into position for a quick slash Jazz, looking to injure the villian more then he was to kill him. That was part of the understanding or at least Abel's side of it. Abel didn't try to kill if he didn't have to. He wasn't here to play god and pull lives away, he was here to do the jobs the cops weren't able to.

OoCll This really sucks, sorry!