☁ - - - - ❝ｓｋｙ ＨＩ:ＧＨ ❞ [dead]

[-Minaki-Shiyoki-Sisters-]

I feel so untouched and I want you so muchxxxxxxxx
It's not enough to say that I miss you,xxxxxxxxxxxx
I feel so untouched right nowxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Need you so much somehow I can`t forget youxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Been going crazy from the moment I met youxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

With a sigh, the sky high / college nurse shut her doors. Her hazel eyes closed as she packed up her medical supplies and then grabbed her regular bag. Heading out the door, she spotted no one new. Just a raging snow storm on her way home... Great. Maybe a trip to the mall would make her feel better. Some hot chocolate and a small chat with a stranger. Haha, that sounded more swell than it seemed. Walking out to the school grounds, she noticed that the mall`s area was getting crazier by the second. Sighing gently, she gently walked through the heavy snow and then soon reached the mall.

Entering the warmth of the mall, the thirty year old shook off the snow out of her hair. Sighing as she noticed a loose spirit, she simply ignored it. The longer she ignored it... Hey lady, you can see me right? I know you can hear me ~ A high pitched voice, obviously female appeared next to her. Rolling her eyes, the necromancer named Maxi Littner, quickened her pace. Everyone around her always looked at her strangely. She always seemed to be talking to herself when no one was around. However there was only one person she knew of that knew and understood her power.

Victor Blitz. Her best friend her whole life... However after college, they went their separate ways. Even then... She still missed him. He always gave her the perfect smile everyday. Especially if she was picked on again. He was also known as the hero, " Thor " and she had been his sidekick. But he didn`t seem to want her as his sidekick... Since he never kept in contact with her. Oh well, she didn`t need him... Okay, maybe she did. Sighing and leaving the spirit alone, she eventually found a small cafe so she could sit down and eat. " Vic... Wonder if you`re in town somewhere.... Or saving the world somewhere... Oh how I wish you were near me again... "

Taking a seat, Maxi set her stuff down and was handed a chocolate chip muffin and a strawberry milkshake. Looking up, it was one of the daily workers that knew Maxi came here everyday. " Thank you Sarah. Is it free of charge or... " Hearing her giggle and say it was free muffin day and that she paid for the milkshake herself, Maxi smiled. " Thank you again miss Sarah. " She spoke, smiling down at her chocolate chip muffin. Taking a bite into the warm muffin, Maxi smiled to herself, zoning out into her memories of her and Victor...

Another hour, another day with being bullied. Victor had missed that day off of high school so the bullies had a chance to pick on her. No one wanted to be friends with her... Only Victor was her only friend. Many of his other friends questioned why he was friends with her and Maxi would always smile at the answers. Maxi wore black but hardly any make-up. She had a natural complexion but slightly pale skin. Traveling over to Victor`s parent`s house, she knocked on the door and waited for an answer. Her skin was covered in bruises and they were to painful to heal on her own.

" Maxi darling! You`re covered in bruises, come in! Victor`s napping but I can go wake him up if you want? " Victor`s mother was so nice to her. Their whole family was since they were basically the family she grew up with. Maxi`s parents were always saving the world and hardly had any time for their dark child. Maxi was the only one that had necromancy as a skill/power. Maxi looked at Victor`s mother then shook her head. " Its fine... I`ll just go sit on the couch... It was his friends again. " Maxi explained and Victor`s mother started to pick up the phone to call their parents. Not to mention Maxi also had a black eye? Yeah, those boys needed to get into trouble.

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Another month passed and Victor had dumped his friends for Maxi... Maxi seemed a bit happy but she wondered if he was. Might as well ask him on the walk home.

" Hey Victor? " She asked out of the sudden silence brought up to both of them.

" Hm? " He responded and Maxi was silent for a bit.

" Are you happy? I mean... You dumped your friends after what they did to me. You seemed to be distant towards them and I. " Maxi stated and watched Victor come to realization that he had been distant towards everyone.

" ... I don`t know. I... I think i`m better off with you being my best friend Maxi. You`ve been with me my whole life so... Hah, don`t ever leave me, alright? " Pulling Maxi into a hug, Victor laughed as she started to blush out of embarrassment.

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Graduation night. Maxi was next in line for getting her scroll. She heard the principal call her name and she walked over to him, not even glancing at the crowd. She felt something hit her however and glanced down, see a bullet hole. Blurry vision looked at the principal before collapsing next to her. The next thing Maxi knew she was waking up in a white room with Victor sitting next to her bed, asleep. Looking at her lap, she saw her scroll and the principal`s signature. Little notes were next to her bed on a little stand. How long had she been out?

" Vic...tor? " Okay, maybe her voice wasn`t back yet. Seeing him stir and look straight into her weakened eyes, he grinned. His eyes started to water and Maxi tilted her head. " You`re finally awake! You`ve been in a small coma of two days. I - I... " Maxi noticed he started to cry, whispering something about losing her. Maxi tilted his head up and leaned down, kissing his tears away. Smiling, she waited till he did until she leaned down and kissed his lips as well. " There`s no need to cry... I`m right here, my precious Thor. I`m not going anywhere. I`ll live forever with you... "

ooc: hate this intro. i hate it so much. *edited on some flashbacks cause i was bored. .__.*

[MissButtercupBliss]

╔══════════════╗
Even when life gets you down,
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxyou must stand up for what you believe in...
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Nikolaevna pulled into parking lot of the local mall. "I need money!" Nikki whined, resulting in the annoyed expression of Vlad. She looked at him, grinned, and held her hand out for cash. "C'mon big bro, give me some money!" She begged, as Vlad reached into his pocket. "I'm only older by ten minutes.." He mummbled. Nikki laughed at his comment, snatching the money. "Shoes! Ah, shopping, a secret passion of Nikki. Throwing her keys in her purse, Nikki ran for the entrance of the building. Not waiting for Vlad, she hurried to the nearest shoe store, convincing herself that she was in dire need of a new pair of pumps. After paying for the pumps, her stomach rumbled, as if threatening her. Deciding that she was indeed hungry, Nikki went in search of food. Of course, being a vegetarian in this society made it extremely hard to find fast food, but she somehow managed. After awkwardly walking around, she noticed a few of her fellow classmates, scattered about. She began thinking about her brother, and how honestly jealous she was of him. He was friendly, and had lots of friends, there wasn't anything restricting him from being loved. Nikki on the other hand, could barely be hugged by her own parents without going into an emotional induced comma. It's not fair.. She thought. Shaking her head, she attempted to push those thoughts aside. No, don't ruin this day. Think of good things.

After being addressed by the cashier at the fast food joint she had discovered, Nikki broke out of her gaze, and ordered a small fry, and water. Paying, and muttering a polite 'thank you', she noticed more people from her school, a sidekick trying to win the attention of another student. Sighing, she walked past them. Should I attempt to make friends? No, strong emotions... I need to overcome this. On a spur of a moment, she walked up to the boy. "You're a student at Sky High, yes?' She asked he blonde boy. Awkwardly standing there, Nikki began regret trying to start a conversation. Oh God, where's Vlad when I need him?'

Ever since her powers had developed, Nikki has had a hard time talking to people, hence her lack of friends, and communication skills. Knowing she had probably been rude, she felt bad, but had no idea how else to address a person. How will I survive in this world?









Oout Of Cherries: One_Of_The_Sadly_Fallen, I don't mean to interrupt you, but I was trying to get some interaction with Nikki, hope you don't mind!
Translations: ...=...

[One_Of_The_Sadly_Fallen]

xxxD O D G E |"the sidekick"| A N D E R Sxxxxxxx


I was made to taste your kiss
xxWe were made to never fall away...

Never Fall Away

xxxDodge kept poking Nichole, just waiting for her to respond. Though getting more frustrated by the second when she wasn't responding. What was it with vilains and heros thinking they were better than sidekicks. It was plain rude and uncalled for. Even if he deserved half the things he was called. But that was besides the point, at least to him since he was hit with a wall of regret, akwardness and he thought he felt a hint of panic as a girl adressed him.

Dodge turned to the girl and smiled at her, while sending her waves of calm to get her to loosen up. So he was a softy, but he hated feeling those emotions from people near him. Besides this girl was pretty hot, in a redheaded sort of way. Now those thought lead to him thinking of Jean Grey from X-men, now she also knew how to wear a leather skin tight costume. And that's why he is no longer allowed to watch hero movies, mostly because his friend Colette knew him all too well and nearly killed him when he hinted at her wearing a very revealing outfit. Boy did that girl have a temper.

"Why yes, I am from SkyHigh. Dodger Anders at your service Miss?" he said as he mock bowed and kissed the girl's hand. Dodge even glanced at Nichole to see if she made any reaction to that. But it didn't seem like it, though the last thing he want was to take off after approaching someone. Even if it was to bug someone who could possibly kill him. As that thought occured to him he sent huge waves of calm towards both girls. Just in case, I mean if just making a comment about someone resembling a sparkly vampire got his car burried in snow, who knew what trouble he's get into with these two.


These are the only W A L L S ||that H O L D ||me H E R E



xx




What I'm wearing|| My Birthday suite.....and then clothes over that, but come on you know you're imagining that.
Where I am|| The Mall...
What's on my mind|| I'm with two girls....I really have to stop think so dirty...
What I'm listening too|| People talking GEESH!! Nosey perv...
Who I'm with|| Niki and Nichole..sorta?
Over Orange Cat!!|| It's fine, I don't mind since it gives me more reason to use Dodge more ^-^ And he is such a fun character to RP as.

[master-of-snow]

E z e k i e l x x x F i t z g e r a l d

xxxxxx tab the
xxxxxx tab tab s k y x i s xxxxxx g o n n a xxx ☁ x ☀
xxxxxxx x x x x x x x o p e n x x x x x
xxxxxx tab tab tab tab tab x x x x x x x x x x people gonna
xxxxxx tab tab tab tab tab tab tab PRAY and SING ♪
xxxxxx████████████ located ://: sky high █████

Creative writing had finished earlier than expected, mostly because the students were more focused on the white snow that was gently blanketing the grass outside. Mr. Fitzgerald could not hold the students' undivided attention. He watched the students rush off and head outside, watching the snowballs being thrown about. This teacher sat there, at his desk, sighing as he looked over the homework assignments he had assigned a week ago. He had no plans for the night -- he was a single man, and loved to curl up and read a well written book. Lately, that was The Great Gatsby.

After grading a few papers, he gathered his papers and bag, left the classroom, and headed out of the building. However, he could see that . . . well . . . heading out into an oncoming storm would not be a smart thing to do. Guess I should use the room that the school grounds gave me . . . he thought to himself. He headed back into the school grounds, heading to his office. In the back of his office was a medium sized bedroom, for which he could use when he worked late and wanted to just sleep. Or, in this case, a snow storm was coming, and it would be foolish to try to get home.

Mr. Fitzgerald went and put his things down, and then left the room, heading straight to the library. He saw that it was basically empty, and so he went upstairs to the novel section. Basically, it was his personal collection that he lent the school, since it was lacking in the whole 'novel' bulk. He had made sure that the library put in a sitting area upstairs as well, and there was even a fire place to sit by. So, grabbing Gatsby off the shelf -- one that had his gold leaf bookmark hidden between the worn front and back covers -- and curled up on a red cushioned seat. His legs hung off the side of the chair, the extra little throw pillow at the small of his back to cushion the arm of the chair that would have undoubtedly dug into his back. He smiled, the dim light and warmth of the fireplace and the medium, none-eye-hurting fluorescence that allowed him to read clearly.

Hm . . . oh, Fitzgerald . . . however could you write so fluently . . . he thought to himself, smiling as he turned a page, his eyes moving ever so quickly as he absorbed the story. He actually had read the book so many times -- people wondered if he was related to the author. Possibly . . . maybe . . . it was hard to say. But in either case -- there were many similarities they had with one another.

{{ ooc ://: rawr? }}

[iGelo]

Ooh, wee, ooh, there's a f i r e in h i s eyes]
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx My oh my, is it ever gonna d i e ?
xxx[Ooh, wee, ooh, there's a f i r e in his head]
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxAnd he comes in k i c k i n g and s c r e a m i n g
x[He's a m o n s t e r you know what I mean man ]

[ He'll take you o u t when you are sleeping]xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Sleeping, ooh, b a r r a c u d a xxxx
[ He was f e e d i n g fools with l o v i n g till he was] xxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Too fast to last, he was colder than c o l d
[He was hot, yes hot, he had s e d u c e d a lot]xxxx

[********] The word ran across my mind over and over, shouting it at my self. I hated the fact that idiot broke out of jail, why couldn't they just kill him off. People always compare me to him, tell me I'll be just like him. Before they can even finish what they had been saying my god damn foot is shoved into their mouth knocking those teeth out. I didn't know what to do, I sure as hell didn't want dad getting around Alexander, god knows what he would do or want. He sure as hell can stay away from me, since I want nothing to do with the man. I probably should tell my brother, Drake needs to know dad broke out, that we have another brother and all. I'll leave the part out where, I had incredible sex with him, at least for now until I understand some more things. I'd probably only get scolded or told it was wrong anyway, you know my god damn brother always the goody boy, the one who was perfect.

Scoffing lightly, I made my way to an Exit from the school, pushing the two doors open and walking out into the chilled air. My skin instantly got goosebumps, only for a second until I adjusted to the cold. Taking two steps down, my phone started vibrating in my pocket, my hand taking a hold of the small device and looking the screen over. The tip of my thumb tapped the screen, and eyes flashed over the text from Peter. Hang out? I thought, while nibbling on my bottom lip. Peter was my side kick, the one guy I knew I could trust right? He had my back in everything, no matter what it was. I think that is also the reason why I haven't made any moves on him. Normally I would, he is incredibly sexy, and has that cute smirk mixed half a** smile. I think that is the reason, just like I think I know I wouldn't do anything with him like that. I'm not the stay around type anyway, he could do better in that department.

slipping the phone back into my pocket I didn't bother texting him back, instead I simply stepped forward and vanished in a cloud of black and tinted blue smoke. It wasn't long until I could sense Peter, something my powers could do was sense energy, and Peter had a distinct one which was a little different. If I'm not mistaken I think it's because I trust him more than anyone, so he just appears more bright. A shining knight?

I appeared right next to the boy in the same cloud of black and blue tinted smoke, it was thin and soon the smoke faded away. My eyes held a red tint in the center, which is what normally happened when I teleported. " So what did you have in mind? " I looked to the boy wondering if I would have startled him. " I'm up for just about anything, you know we should get drunk ! And I know just the perfect place.. " I took a few steps forward, turning to face Peter.. " If you are up for it. "








Mood - Pleasant
Location - Outside
Speaking To - Peter
Relationships - Top Image
Outfit - Click side image

(OOC--- Will edit layout soon )

[-Minaki-Shiyoki-Sisters-]

Hmmm. The school would do for my undercover mission. I wouldn`t want anyone to know I was sent by the federal government to return my sweet Sylar and his new lover. Even I killed them, they wanted them returned. Hmph, so I joined up as the new vice principal. The old one? Haha, wouldn`t you like to know? To get closer to Sylar and his lover was my plan. Even if everyone did hate my guts. My name? Ha well... I kept my ex`s last name. So my full name would be Emily Ali Knight. Yes, you guessed right. Sylar is my ex husband. Joshua and Drake were my sons. Well, mostly just Drake. I disowned Joshua.

What? There was only a certain amount of free time away from the Assassin league. Another child that wasn`t planned with Sylar wasn`t what I wanted. We got drunk at a party. Woke up with a hangover, Sylar cuddled up next to me and drooling, but we both naked. Rolling my eyes at that memory, I wondered why I didn`t just kill Joshua before he was born. Oh right, I couldn`t. My ability wouldn`t let me. More over... Sylar wouldn`t let me. That b*****d... He would need to be killed first... However, maybe his new lover instead would be killed. Seeing as I was his first weakness, perhaps the other one would be the perfect new weakness. Ha, my thoughts strained to killing them both and a grin slowly creeped onto my face.

However, glancing down at my watch, I noticed it was time to leave. Maybe I should finally show my face? Nah, maybe I would go to the mall. The mall sounded nice... A cup of coffee and a biscuit. Making my way out of the school, I noticed Joshua with his sidekick. Deciding to ignore them, I made my way past them a few feet away. However, I had a hat, so I pulled it down so Joshua couldn`t see my face. That disgrace of a child... I was never proud of him anyway. I hated he stole my teleportation ability, but oh well. Someone had too. Drake didn`t take any of mine. Only from my side of the family however... My mother`s abilities... He never knew them. Sylar killed him ' accidently. '

Making my way towards the mall, the students there soon scurried away. Afraid of me? Haha, one should be. Doubtful Sylar is... Maybe if I threaten his lover, he would be? Nah, Sylar would just get angry with me... Anger always looked adorable on his face. Laughing to myself, I walked into a coffee shop. Ordering a biscuit and black coffee, I paid the cashier. Once getting my order, I sat down at the window seat and watched the students walk past my window without even noticing me. Chuckling softly, I continued eating my biscuit and drinking my warm coffee. " What now... Hmmm... Surely Drakey has given his father the news too... "

xxxx

[-Minaki-Shiyoki-Sisters-]

xxYEAH, YOU`RE BEAUTIFUL
xxYEAH, YOU`RE BEAUTIFUL
xxYEAH, YOU`RE BEAUTIFUL

Drake Galen Knight;;
Your local hero!

On the ∂αץร I can't see your єץєร,
I don't even ωαᵰτ to, open ɱɨᵰє.
On the ∂αץร I can't see your รɱɨℓє,
Well I'd rather รɨτ, wait the ωɧɨℓє.

Drake heard his father speak and watched his thorns turn into ash. Frowning slightly, he noticed his father give him an awkward hug. Oh well, he could live with it. " News just announced you... sorry i`m late. Oh and mom`s alive. " He let that sink in before continuing. " Another news flash, she`s the vice principal. " Sighing softly, he shook his head, pulling away from his dad`s hug.

Looking over him, he spotted papers about a dance. Walking past his father to look at them, Drake grinned. A dance was perfect... " Hey dad, Look into this dance more... I do believe you could give the students a bit of a test run. They`ll never expect for you to take over the school. " Drake smirked then rubbed his swollen cheek, cussing silently to himself. Shaking his head and looking at his father into his eyes, Drake walked back over to him.

" If you ever want to take over the world, surely you must test it here, correct? There`s more heroes here than needed. I`ll change sides, just for you Dad. " Drake chuckled and wrapped his arm around his father`s shoulders. " Might warn you though... Mom`s out to get you... and your new lover I suppose? " Drake waited for a reaction from his father.

[ outfit ] [ journal ] [ song ]

[x--Cracked Conspiracy--x]

Cut him up, girl
Really cut him up girl
He lives by himself,
In a hole in a wall
You've got to cut him up, girl

"Right. Yeah, I know." Lips, painted black, drawled in a lackadaisical manner. At the payphone, a young woman with curly brown hair (which was pulled into a rather unkempt up-do) leaned her head against the wall and rolled her eyes shut. It had been a long day and a headache was brewing in the recesses of her mind; all she wanted at this point was a nice nap. As her eyelids pulled back once more, her blue eyes gazed down at her feet. On the other end of the phone, a man with a rather gravely voice in a particularly loud environment rambled on. The man, as it just so happened, was the father of the young woman; his name: Benjamin Hyde; class: villain; location: prison. Benjamin was a violent man with the past and power to match it. Not unlike his daughter, Moira, he had the ability to take on the form of terrifying creatures, with the only apparent side-effect being loss of most human traits over time and excessive use -- a side-effect which neither seemed to mind too much.

"Oh! I almost forgot." He chuckled over the phone. Although there was no visual contact between the two, Moira was willing to wager that he was looking around, now. When he was certain no one was paying attention to him, he would run a hand through his cropped black hair in relief and turn his attention back to the phone. That was another problem, when you got to using your powers to much -- you became a bit more predictable. "Did you hear about those escapees?" He enquired, in a particularly jovial tone. With the way he spoke, any stranger would have thought he was talking about a bunch of lovely women he had spotted earlier -- not something as potentially threatening as escaped prisoners.

Now, Moira was awake. Her eyes raised from her shoes and the corners of her lips twitched, briefly, before stretching out to form a wicked smile -- that Hyde smile. The Hyde smile was something that everyone said was passed down from generation to generation -- the sort of smile that would (and probably should) send shivers down your spine before said spine was removed from your person. "No . . . I didn't." She replied, beginning to snicker a little, herself, under her breath. "Who was it?"

Benjamin was quite for a moment or so, for reasons not discernible to Moira. "Kirkland and Knight." He scoffed. Given the silence on Moira's side, he saw it fit to elaborate further. "James Kirkland, that omnilinguistic p***k, and Sylar Knight, the elemental manipulator."

"Ah, yes."

"Yeah . . . them."

Of course, most people had heard of them; if Moira remembered correctly, they had been staying at the same prison her father was at, too. Yes . . . yes, they must have been, because she could distinctly recall a conversation with him in which he griped about all of the other inmates and how annoyingly inferior they were. As her eyebrows stitched together in confusion, Moira pinched the bridge of her nose and shook her head a little. "And you decided to stay there."

"Yes."

"Why? Did you suddenly decide to stay?"

Benjamin chuckled a little, presumably shaking his head as though the explanation was obvious. "Don't be stupid." He might as well have hissed. "You know damned good and well I can't take it in here."

"Then why didn't you leave, yet?" Moira challenged, almost growling into the phone.

"Because that would have been pathetic!" He barked.

"Get a hold of yourself, there, before you burst a vein."

A moment was taken, here, on Benjamin's end of the line. Then, he took a deep breath and collected himself. "Leaving in the midst of their already ridiculous distraction would seem to be nothing more than a cowardly move on my part -- and I think we all know damned good and well that I'm not a coward." He huffed, probably looking around once more. "Besides, I don't care for them; if I were to break out in accordance with their escape, it would probably just be to maim them before they got off of the property so that the guards could catch them."

"At which time you could have effectively gotten away." Moira reasoned, drumming her fingers on the side of the payphone in minor irritation, now. Although she did have a tendency to linger in the form of a monster for prolonged periods of time, she had yet to lose her ability to reason -- especially when that reasoning was put to malicious intentions.

"s**t."

"That's nice. Well, I'm going to go now, Ben, before you consume any more of my day." She sighed, shaking her head a little.

"Fine. Hey, if you see those two, give `em hell."

"Just those two?"

"I'll talk to you later, kid." He chuckled. "Don't get killed before I get out of here."

"Right. I'll work on that, then." With that, she hung up the phone and turned to look down the hall. Well, at least he had made it clear what she should do with the remainder of her time: search for some escapees. The only question left unanswered, of course, was what to do after that. "Give 'em hell" was rather nonspecific and had far too many implications for her to be able to draw any conclusive ideas from. Should she hint at nonexistent undertones of a heroine and turn them into nearby officials, once found? Or should she work on an elaborate scheme to manipulate them to the point of black-mail? The further she walked down the hall, the more confused she became. Should she just kill them? What about capture, followed by enduring torture, so as to create an example?

As Moira stepped outside, into the falling snow, she squinted a little at the unwelcomed change in lighting. Taking a deep breath, the cold air rushed in and chilled her lungs, settling inside her. Pulling the sleeves of her sweater over her fingers, she proceeded onward through the campus apparently unperturbed by the climate. As she continued on with her stroll, she continued to ponder what to do -- assuming, of course, she stumbled upon the escapees. If not, well . . . roaming until dusk followed by a spell of destruction would work just fine. It was an extended weekend after all, was it not? Indeed. Plenty of time (and, mayhaps, lives, as well) to kill.

\ OoC ;; FINALLY finished her intro. Sorry if it's a bit long! By the by, links to journal, outfit, and song are in the first, second, and third icons below respectively :> ||



You can take him in a stitch,
Dump his body in a ditch
Leave his limbs all naked,
That'll teach him how to take it,
Better cut him up girl.



VILLAIN

xoxoxooxoxox

[master-of-snow]

Ｊａｍｅｓ Ｔｉｂｅｒｉｕｓ Ｋｉｒｋｌａｎｄ ♘ ♞xxxxxxxxxx
omni-linguism † accelerated healing / regeneration † eternal youthxxxxxxxxxx

James walked around, inside the building. "Hmm . . . maybe I should go to the mall, get some food to go . . ." he thought outloud to himself. He knew that it was snowing, and probably going to get worse, but he could not get killed. He went off, grabbing his fur trimmed coat, and heading out, jogging in the snow, feeling it accumulate upon his head of hair. He made it to the mall, and then entered inside, his hands going up and brushing off all the snow that had clinged to his strands of rather soft hair.

He looked around, blinking a few times to make the snowflakes fall off of his eyelashes. He then walked around a bit, seeing a little coffee shop that had some good smelling treats. And good smelling coffee. He knew that he needed to buy some ground coffee, so that he could brew some later. He entered the coffee shop, not noticing the vice principal of sky high sitting in the window seat. James went up to the register, picking a few pastries, taking one to eat at the moment. He got some unmade coffee too, as well as a coffee for now. He paid for the food, and then sat by the window, looking at all the people passing by.

Blowing at the steam that was rolling off of the liquid as he took the top off of the coffee. He brought it to his lips, drinking it, his bottom lip and tongue getting burned in the process. The burn was visible, of course, but that was that. Soon enough the burn seemed to be gone -- completely gone. He heard people talking in other languages, and he understood. There were two girls talking in French, talking about him and how hot he looked. He looked over to them, chuckling, smirking at the two girls. "Je suis désolé les filles, mais je suis en amour avec un homme . . ." he stated, hearing them frown. He had said 'sorry girls, but I'm in love with a man'. Which broke those girls' hearts.

James turned his attention back to his food and coffee, and then to the window that had people continually walking in front of. He sighed, thinking about what to get for Sylar. "Wonder if Sy will like these things . . ." he whispered to himself, not knowing nor caring if anyone over heard him. He did not know if there was anyone there that was thinking of hurting him either -- that woman in the window. She seemed familiar? Hm . . . isn't she the vice principal? he thought to himself, arching an eyebrow, trying to think of her name. Oh, right . . . it ended in Knight. Don't tell me . . . it's the woman that was married to . . . my love? he thought to himself, gulping down a whole swallow amount of the coffee.

w h e r e v e r you go, w h a t e v e r you do
I will be right here, waiting for you
w h a t e v e r it takes, or how my heart b r e a k s
I will be right here waiting for you . . .

{{ white knight = polyvore ;; black knight = journal }}

{{ OOC ://: is this okay Minaki? }}

[master-of-snow]

Peter Eros Hunter
access&occlusion | aura vision
❝ . . . if I die young, bury me in satin
lay me down on a bed of roses
sink me in the river at dawn
send me away with the words of a love song . . . ❞

Peter noticed that Joshua had appeared next to him, and he blinked, hearing him ask what he had in mind. "Oh, what I had in mind? Hm, well, I was thinking --" he started to say, but then sighed when he heard Joshua say he was up for anything, and that they should get drunk. "Sure, drunk it is then . . ." he muttered, sighing now.

He then accidentally read Joshua's aura, and instantly knew what was bugging him. "Your father . . . what about you father has you so upset?" he asked, knowing that was it. "I can read '********' all over you . . ." he stated, and then recognized that that was probably going to piss Joshua. "Let's go drink . . . and forget, all right?" he said, smiling slightly.

Peter cocked his head slightly to the side, looking to him. "And I can sense that . . . I'm probably the only one that you trust, right?" he asked, smiling gently to the guy he was assigned to assist. "You know that if you tell me to keep quiet, I'll do so . . . I kinda feel like sidekicks are like personal slaves to whatever . . . I don't care though. As long as I don't get taken advantage of . . ." he said, smiling still.

"Well, if we're going anywhere and it requires a lot of travel, I suggest you should just take me there . . ." he said, smiling happily to Joshua.

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Nichole had been sitting on another bench after the told off with Drake and Jason. She had gotten a vanilla milkshake and strawberry pocky. Feeling someone starting to poke her after addressing her, Nichole rolled her eyes. Finishing her milkshake, she tossed it in the trash next to her. Hearing someone else address him, Nichole glanced over. About to retort something negative, she felt calmer instantly. " ... I`m leaving. Have fun talking. " Picking up her stuff, she wandered off.

I`m so bored... Nichole thought, walking out of the mall and noticed how heavily it was snowing. Shrugging softly, she made her way to her brother`s apartment. Might as well see if he`s doing fine or not. Trudging through the snow, she made her way to her brother`s apartment and opened the door. Seeing Xander, she grinned. Shaking the snow off of her, she hopped onto Xander`s back and noticed the kitty. " Oooo ~ another kitty ~ " Getting off his back, she walked over to her brother, poking at him. He had fallen asleep again. " Dammit, he`s asleep again. "

ooc;; ugh... i dunno why Nichole wants to ignore everyone that wants to talk to her.
she`s such a b***h. xD

hello there weakling, name`s Nichole Jones
my power ? haha, that`s easy, its your Shadows
talking is boring, would you rather play ? No one
ugh, get this song out of my head, Tatoue Moi
ugh, why do you make this heart skip it`s beat ? No one

[MissButtercupBliss]

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As the boy grabbed her hand and pulled it to his mouth Nikki gasped. She quickly yanked it out of his grasp. How strange... This feeling of sudden calmness.. With quick thinking, she let down her mental barriers, and began to feel the mischievous boy's emotion. Ah, what a trouble making boy.. Smirking slightly, and hold back a giggle, she introduced herself. "Why, hello. I'm Nikolaevna Petrov, but you can call me Nikki." She grinned, maybe this friendly thing could work out. Suddenly the other girl rudely left, and stunned Nikki. Sheesh, was this kid that bothersome? Remembering she was still very much open to a public feeling fest, she used the majority of her energy to pull a barrier up, as she did her entire life. Of course, it drew her mental energy to near nothingness, but in her opinion it was well worth it.

"Well, that was rather rude." She muttered. Sighing, she turned back to the boy, Dodge. What a peculiar name for a child. "So, what are you doing at the mall, alone?" A rather blunt question. However, Nikki doesn't realize how to act around people. She purposely secluded herself from all people, outside of her family of course. "I'm sorry, that must have seemed rude. I'm just not used to meeting new people." She quickly apologized. Calming herself, she grinned at Dodge. "So, what is your power?" Keeping herself from making a rather stupid joke about his name, she bit her lip. What an awful habit she had. That, and biting her nails. She gestured to walk with her, and waited for Dodge to accompany her.








Oout Of Cherries: I'm sorry it's so short! Edit! I just realized somehow my post were mixed up! Yikes! I fixed them though!
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[Sahkah]

JaydenAshyrBailey

Sidekick

Sound Manipulation/Shockwave

Jayden was glad that Letty slowed a bit. He would have rather died than have asked her too, but his legs were shorter than hers. Yeah, Heros are always running off to do stuff. And my day was just peachy. Someone introduced my head to a locker. I dont think it went well. His head was still throbbing, but is wasnt as bad as before. The cold air also helped. Jaydens mother has healing powers, among other things, she would fix it for him. She also would pester him about how he got it. He had been trying his best to hide the harassment from her. The last thing he needed was his mother going to talk to the principal about it.

Lost in thought as he was, Jayden didnt notice Letty rubbing her hands together.If her had, he would have shielded his ears. Unfortunately, a side effect of his powers was that he was sensitive to loud noises. If he had time, he was fine. But if the noise came out of nowhere, it was painful. This was one of those times. when Letty let her power loose, Jayden nearly jumped out of his skin. It took him a moment to collect himself. Jeez Woman! Warn me before you do that...And I have nothing planned. I might go back into town later though. How bout you?

[master-of-snow]

V i c t o r B l i t z
meteorology studies professor @ sky high
weather manipulation ://: immortality ://: power three

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Victor sat there in his chair in his office, looking at the pencil that was balancing perfectly in his fingers, and he gently blew upon the eraser, making the pencil spin on the tip of his thumb. He blinked, looking as if he was bored with the pencil, bored with everything around him. Bored with the silence he was sitting inside of. Nothing seemed right -- nothing at all seemed right. It had been years since his mother had passed. She had not the power of immortality like he did. His father was dead years before his mother's passing, and he did not have the power of immortality either. Only Victor did in his family, and his family was dying out. He was a hero, hero class of course. Graduated Sky High years ago. Sat by Maxi's bed when she was in a coma for two days straight. But then, after graduation from College, he went on his way, saving people with the name 'THOR' as his title.

He saved many innocents, and then after the glory years -- though they could have gone on for thousands upon thousands of years -- he enrolled to be a teacher of meteorology in Sky High, the same school he had attended all those years ago. He sat in his office still, now looking out the window rather lonely like. Snow was falling, and he smiled -- oh, he loved snow. Not so much as he liked to make the thunder and lightning crack down upon his foes. But still -- he could be considered as the culprit of making the snow, but he was not the one to make the snow worse. He would never do that -- make it so bad. He had better control of his powers than that.

Victor stood up from his chair behind the desk that was his, and then stretched, feeling a bit antsy to go outside. He left the office, locking up, and then proceeded down the hallway. He walked along the hallway, soon seeing a name he did not know he would see any time soon.

"MAXI LITTNER"
"school nurse's office"

She's . . . here . . . he thought to himself, blinking a few times as he pondered about the name. He smiled, looking inside the room, seeing that it was rather dark. Guess she's gone for today . . . he thought sadly to himself, sighing as he stuffed his hands into his pockets. He headed toward the doors, not really thinking of where to go. He soon found himself in the door way, staring at the snow falling down as the doors were open, open wide enough for him to feel the cold crisp air flickering upon his tanned skin.

Walkin' in a winter wonderland . . . he hummed into his mind, feeling a few snowflakes dancing upon his nose and eyelashes as he walked outside, standing there and enjoying the cold snow that fell upon his body. He rather enjoyed weather . . . since he could manipulate it so well . . .

ain't no sunshine when she's gone
and she's always gone so long
any time she goes away

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