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alphas: Rehydrated and meeting the new people


After playing volleyball for what seemed like a long time, Hoshi began to feel dizzy. she looked down at her watch and realized it had only been an hour since she started playing, but at least two and a half hours since she'd drank anything. She extended her wings and started for the house. "hey I'm headed up to the house for something to drink. I might be back later." She told the group. Hoshi was headed for the cottage's kitchen when a steady thub thub thub reached her ears. She looked up just in time to see a helicopter fly over head. the downdraft knocked her sideways a bit, but she quickly adjusted her wings and turned into the wind. She considered yelling at the pilot, but decided against it. it wasn't like he knew she was there, and she hadn't gotten hurt. She turned to see where the helicopter was going. she gasped as it went a bit higher and someone jumped out. Tumbling through the air gracefully, the person made a huge splash as they landed in the water. Seconds later the boy was at Bella and Gideon's side, talking to them.

Just as Hoshi turned back to the cottage, she saw the boat arriving. she smiled hugely as the boy on board flew up into the air and said something to the woman on board. another flier! she hoped that he was on the Alpha team. She darted into the house and chugged a water. Grabbing two more water bottles, Hoshi flew back outside and landed next to the boy who was obviously waiting to talk to Bella. "Hi, I'm Hoshi. would you like some water?" She held out a bottle. "What's your favorite part of flying?" She added, curious. She began sipping on her second bottle of water, flexing her wings to catch some sun.

At the beach

There was something particularly ego soothing about having a guy checking you out. Some women didn’t like it and got hostile about it and other girls seemed to want to always be the center of attention. For Forellen having anyone check you out did some nice things to her female ego. Deep down in a place where she stowed her insecurities she always felt that she didn’t measure up to normal standards of attractiveness and to have someone take a moment to look her over gave her that warm and fuzzy feeling. Forellen chuckled as she listened to Kerrigans confession. ”It’s always nice to know that we have such an attractive group to look at.” She said keeping her voice down low enough so it would remain between the three of them. Finally finished liberally applying sun block to herself Forellen returned the bottle to its proper owner and rubbed the remaining lotion from her hands. Kerrigan had brought the good brand because it didn’t leave a greasy feeling behind after application.

With her skin protected Forellen threw down her towel and smoothed it out before laying down on it and sighing in contentment as she looked up at a cloudless sky for a long moment before propping up a bit to watch what was going on down on the beach. Looking at her two beach lounging companions Forellen smiled slightly. ”You know. We passed a few promising looking shops on the way here from the airport...” And Forellen wasn’t talking about the mall...malls were nice and all but a lot of the shops were, like tea, too commercialized. The little shops and boutiques tended to have a good selection and better quality then the stores. ”...Do you two want to go and wander the shops tomorrow?” She asked as another woman (Petra) approached them and began to address Narcissa.

Looks like they had a new team member...very nice, they needed some fresh blood in the group. Forellen frowned slightly trying to place the accent. The young woman sounded a lot like she had when she first arrived in the States and didn’t have a solid grasp on the English language. It sounded Russian or very close to it and the more she said the more certain Forellen was that she was Russian. So they had a metal molder...interesting power and as with most powers useful in the right situation. So during the silence after Petra’s introduction Forellen nodded at her in greeting sitting up more.

Maddy padded off behind Hoshi as the volleyball was winding down. Soon after it started she had stopped bothering to keep track of the score. now it was time to get some more sun block and find something else to do. Like maybe clean out the sand that was places were it ought not to be.

The girl snatched her towel up out of the sand and twirled it in the air before throwing it over her shoulders to block of any more of the sun it them. That too was full of sand, and she had to shake it off before repeating the wrapping motion as the walked along the water, squinting in the bright light as waves hit her feet every couple of steps.

Looking around, she wondered how some new people had gotten here. These people weren't on the plane in, were they? Her eyes weaved about quickly as they always did, scanning and landing a on girl with Narcissa. Maddy still felt guilty about not getting much time in with the "elders' of her team, but then again she was never one to go out of her way to make friends... Awkwardness and being unsure around new people didn't help too much either. She never liked going up to people shouting 'Hi I'm Maddy!', nor did she think it was very smooth.

Well, this new girl was good looking, though... Maybe a year or two older than her, but still. ...She was still allowed to look, right? Her relationship with Vallon confused even her...

She folded her arms behind her back and headed to the group of Narcissa, Petra, Kerri, and Forellen. If the new one was to be an Omega, that would be all the team's women here, but one.

She swished her lips side to side oddly while still walking up. "Hello, hello all."

Alpha: What's a girl to do

The game was no fuss, no drama. The funny thing was that she was surprised by that. Almost every time there was anything competitive in her history, somebody took it to the extreme. Sometime she was guilty of this to a degree. Sometimes it was somebody with a vengeance or somebody out to prove themselves as top dog. (Either of those two cases usually set Evie to a place where she had to prove she could be top dog anytime she wanted to be.... today was not that day.)

When done, she tied her hair up in a ponytail as the sweat trailed down her back. After wiping sweat off her forehead with her arm, she downed a bottle of water and ran for the water to cool off. As the waves splashed up around her, she registered the shock to her senses and it woke her up even more.

Evie kept a distance from her teammates and watched the lot. New teammates appearing from the beach house. Old teammates trying to figure themselves out. She knew she fell into that lot. Being away made the dynamic different. She usually would dive wherever she wanted to be head first. But she had no clue how all the webs were woven. Moments like these allowed her to try and figure it out.

Her eyes were quick. She knew when things were out of place. Carlos. He used to sneak into her room at night trying to enact out a high school bet. She had known when he was there. The shadows were off and there was that chill. Most wouldn't notice. Her eyes caught it. Then it was gone.

"Where did you go, 'los," She muttered to herself pressing her lips together and narrowing her eyes in curious thought. So many bridges to build back. Who to start with? Bella? Cissa? Carlos? She wished for Reikon but that was neither here nor there He wasn't here. That was the fact. If he would ever return, that was unknown. Now is now. Tomorrow is tomorrow.

"Hm," She said and walked to the beach, picked up her bottle of water, and went back to the house. It was time to look for adventure. In the house, she went into tracking mode. Going upstairs, she grabbed her own bag and threw her wallet, water, and of course hid a weapon or two on her person. Standing still, in the hallway she focused on the smells that remained in the hallway. Logan had taught her a long time ago to pull apart the scents in an area and follow them.

Outside. Bike. Her eyes saw the tracks even if they had been crossed over by a taxi and the footwork of new teammates. One of them wore very expensive shoes by the imprint. He took off on a bike. Direction. That way. So she started walking... jogging... observing. Rent a bike in town. Stay on the trail.

Evie had trained years with Gideon and Logan. Tracking was something she easily could do. This place hadn't rained It wouldn't be hard. He left on bike, the scent was faint. But another part of her power was anticipation, tactics. Part of her observation skills, part of her instincts.

Drove a bit reckless. Trail getting faint but rubber marks in road. The tank was getting low and she pulled into a gas station. Scent. He had been there. Back on the trail. It grew faint and she could tell the driving had been smoother, less marks on the road. But she could anticipate, still smelt the exhaust. Mindset was important. The calm started here. Follow it.

Scent goes there. There was a strip mall. No, not here. He returned for something. Supplies? Maybe. Wouldn't have needed to leave here to return to the condo. He's elsewhere. The scent was strong near the buildings so she determined where it went from there. Back on the road. Her eyes watched the road for any signs of turn off. About a mile out she saw the disturbance on the road where there would be a turn off. Stopping her bike, she turned it off.

It was quiet. Her ears listened for anything. Nobody else, but she knew she was in the right spot. His scent was all over the sand, the shrubbery she began to pass, everything. She left her bike near where Carlos' obviously was. Looking around she could see why he was there and very well could have intended to be there for a bit. Quiet. Beautiful.

Impressive, She commented to herself about the created camp. Quietly she walked towards and listened. She thought that if she were too loud he would just 'port himself away. Why am I here? Her only answer was. I have nowhere else to be. Looking in the hand-made hut, she saw that Carlos had drifted off to sleep.

With stealth at hand, she walked in and sat cross legged on the ground. No intention on waking him, she leaned back and meditated to herself. Muir Island helped give her a ridiculous ability of patience and waiting. Was sitting here with his power dangerous? Probably. Did Evie ever care? No, she did as she pleased.

Alpha: No rhymes or reasons

Somewhere in her meditation she was having a conversation to the wolf that she had kept calling Wolfy in her mind. As much as she hated that part of her, it was still around somewhere even if the power itself was gone. In meditative states, she and Wolfy would go around discussing her own logic. And really nothing came of it. It just made her remember who she was and how she always had been before the insanity had started.

Carlos' movement opened her eyes and immediately she did what she did. She observed facial expressions, eye contact (or lack there of), vocal tones, and everything else down to temperature (which really was tricky on Carlos being the mutant he was.) The figurative chill was apparent. She knew she probably wasn't welcome. Most folks go to these efforts if they don't want to be found. Evie was one that never respected people's boundaries because she never wanted them to respect hers really. Very few understood that. One could go back to her old games in high school. She always wanted somebody to catch her when she jumped off the barn roofs even if nobody always did.

With a faint smirk she responded with a wink, "That was another day and age ago and I would say reality was just as good as a dream."

"Is it really a pleasure, Carlos? I highly doubt you really wanted to be tailed, but you know me. When shiny... or shadowy objects catch my eye, I tend to follow them. You can tell me to go if you want. I might just go sit outside for lack of anywhere else to be but I'll listen."

Of course, the question remained. Why. Running her fingers into the sand, letting the cool envelop her. Part of her wanted to just bury herself in the sand. Something about the sensation was something that calmed her. So many grains. Her mind wanted to count each one.

Sliding across the floor on her backside, she moved next to her friend. Tilting her head down she tried to force him to actually look at her for once in two weeks, "Carlos, it's just me. I don't know what the hell has gone on the last two months. I'm the last one who is gonna judge you. And I'm the last one who should. I left these teams as a bat crazy b***h and walked back onto them covered in demon blood."

She put an arm around his shoulders and a peck on the cheek, she said, "You've always been one of the first person to find me when I got into bad situations. I'm your friend. I'm concerned. Talk to me or just sit with me. Either way is fine."

It had been a long week with all that had been going on recently, and frankly, Matthew was simply confused.

The news of his promotion to an actual team came as a shock to Matthew, for as far as he was concerned, he hadn't done anything differently reason. Never the less, he had recently been sent to see Scott Summers, and was told of his new membership into the Alpha team.

At first, this was a great day for him, and he could hardly in his happiness. Quickly though, his elation deluded though, as he came to the realization that all this provided, was more work for him, so the happening was bitter sweet.

Even though he was a bit concerned about what they may have him doing, it was a bit of a relief when he heard they would be taking a vacation, and was most defiantly looking forward to it.


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As friendly as Matthew normally was, a plane ride, surrounded by a lot of people who he wasn't all that used to, and didn't see nearly as often as you may think, was starting to bother him. Matthew was used to his other classmates, and now, suddenly, he was suppose to be part of a team, with people he knew little about, and knew little about him, and needless to say, he rather preferred his space around 'strangers'.

The plane ride wasn't nearly as bad as he had thought, for the seats were comfortable, the plane was decently spacious, even with all the other kids, and oddly enough, his new teammates, didn't seem like they were in any mood to talk. This suited him fine, and gave him time to look through his list of teammates he had gotten from Scott, and begin matching faces, to names.

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Traveling from the plane to their new residence was about as eventful as the plane ride. For the most part, he spent this time looking out the window, and taking in their surroundings, trying to decide if an island was good or bad thing.

On the one hand, there wouldn't be as many girls here to meet as usual, but on the other, they might be all the more interested in meeting a foreigner, and he couldn't help but smile.

A few minutes later, his thoughts changed, as he realized that he hadn't done any DNA acquisitions recently. That had to change, so he decided that it may be a good idea to take to the waters and get a feel for what's around.

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Finally being able to set foot on land, where they would be for a while, was nice, and although he was a bit tired, he could feel his curiosity starting to get the best of him.

At first, he quickly went to see Scott, to see if there were any special rules to follow about dealing with his teams, and it wasn't until after being told to just have some fun and hang out, that he realized just how stupid his question had actually been.

By now, everyone else had probably already gotten a room, and so, he leisurely made his way up the stairs, and took one of the few remaining rooms left. It was smaller, and smelled a little funny at first, but he liked his own space, and the smell could be fixed as the wind blew in from off the sea, so it wasn't a big problem to him.

Having finally finished unpacking some of his stuff, he quickly changed into his board shorts, and was more than ready to hit the water, in search of some fresh DNA. Walking down the stairs, pretty much everything, and everyone else pushed out of his mind, he got to thinking. Maybe I should be trying to make actual friends with my new teammates? as he just made his way out the door. The sun was warm, and the sand felt great under his bare feet, but pretty much just stood there dumbstruck, as his mind turned over all the things he could be doing right now, for none of them seemed to take any sort of priority in his mind.

Alphas: Chatting up Freaks like Me

Hoshi smiled sheepishly as the boy told her she'd startled him. Then he began describing what it was like to fly and she nodded in agreement. "yes, it eactly like that. only the clouds below you, and the sun on your back- there's nothing like it. as for flying with wings- I've never really considered it. most of my wing isues happen on the ground- i snag them on stuff alot- you can see scars on them where they've ripped. without wings, its nice, but not quite the same thing... it makes me feel a bit unbalanced, i suppose." Hoshi took another swig of water.

"Im also on the alphas. Bella's very nice, you'll like her I think. So, usual run of questions: what's your name, Where are you from and when did you're mutation devolop?" Hoshi asked the boy while Bella was occupied. She could hardly believe her luck that the only other flier that she knew of was on her team. "I can tell you a bit about everyone here, and what we've been up to if you'd like." she offered.