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The room went dark and all Zen heard was screams and panic hung heavily in the air. Zen called out into the blackness making sure no one was left behind and hearing nothing he zipped through the exit.
 
{{Here they are,
Name: Rogue
Age: 20
Height: 5'4
Physical Identification: Beautiful slender girl with her left eye blood red and the second
unknown since it's wrapped in a bandage all the time. Dark-ish tan skin with some (Not really noticable) Freakles on her checks. Long-ish Silver/gray hair and a black beanie. Has a big comfy gray scarf on with a black jacket over a white sleeveless T-shirt that says 'I hate Mondays' With Dark ripped up jeans
Skill(s): Can Manipulate Blood and feelings
Drawbacks because of skill(s): When using her powers she tends to go a little overboard and kind of forgets about her surroundings.
Likes: The sound of rushing water, Quietness, Her alone time, Likes to also medicate, Oh and hunting.
Dislikes: Eye stuff.. She's supper squeamish when it comes to that kind of stuff.. LIke when you push your eye in just to gross people out.. can't stand that. She also hates little kids... Can't stand them.
Quirks: Tends to twitch a lot when nervous/mad.

{{Btw both are siblings}}

Name: Aron
Age: 27
Height: 6'6
Physical Identification: Laid back guy of guy with a saggy gray shirt that's kind of small on him but not really and dark blue jeans. Has blue eyes with splashes of hazel. Dirty blonde short hair with a stubble beard (Just not with the mustache) Pretty tall and fit.

Skill(s): Tricks people when most vulnerable into trusting him with his Smooth talk and "Good looks" and basically makes them fight for him (So he basically turns them on like their friends or family member.
Drawbacks because of skill(s): Can easily be tricked himself... He's pretty gullible.
Likes: Animals, coffee, Give him a cinnamon roll and he's your friend for life.
Dislikes: When people talk too much.. And getting tricked
Quirks: Says 'M'lady' to almost all the women he knows.}}
 
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Tayn felt the wind pushing against her, the hail biting into the bare skin on her arms, she didn't care about it anymore. She felt hollow and it felt.... good. She closed her eyes and relaxed. wind howled blowing and hissing louder than a train, it muted the sound of the crowd that was running and yelling just out side the cave.

**cue tornado somewhere nearby**
 
MysticChickens04 said:
Grant opens his eyes and looks around, the soft rustling of sheets in his ears. Hes in a hospital room with some tubes stuck in his arm and a bandage over his head. His spiky black hair untidy and messed up, the first thing on his mind is Misty. He tries to get up but grimaces as sharp pains shoot up his entire body, "You really shouldn't try to move" A woman says he looks over at the door, a woman with long dirty blonde hair and gray eyes in a nurse outfit looks at a clipboard with some files on it. She looks up at him "Whats your name?" she asks "Grant" he replies "Grant... last name?" "Grant of the Flames" He answers.
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Meanwhile, Gage lay in his own bed. How had he got in this hospital gown? Ohhh gosh. I hope- then a knock came at the door, but didn't wait for an answer to enter. It was a rather pouty-faced woman in scooby-doo scrubs and carrying a clip board. "How are you feeling?" She said hollowly.
"Yes." Gage said, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.
The lady seemed unphased, "Name?"
"Trump." He said.
The woman rolled her eyes.
 
Laodicia said:
Tayn felt the wind pushing against her, the hail biting into the bare skin on her arms, she didn't care about it anymore. She felt hollow and it felt.... good. She closed her eyes and relaxed. wind howled blowing and hissing louder than a train, it muted the sound of the crowd that was running and yelling just out side the cave.

**cue tornado somewhere nearby**
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The two humvees sped away from the explosion. In the darkness, one glanced to the other. "Do you hear a train?"
The other scowled beneath his cowl, "There's a train station not far from here." He said.
"No, I mean-"
 
Fanci Feathers Marans said:
Meanwhile, Gage lay in his own bed. How had he got in this hospital gown? Ohhh gosh. I hope- then a knock came at the door, but didn't wait for an answer to enter. It was a rather pouty-faced woman in scooby-doo scrubs and carrying a clip board. "How are you feeling?" She said hollowly.
"Yes." Gage said, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.
The lady seemed unphased, "Name?"
"Trump." He said.
The woman rolled her eyes.
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(Is gage going to start CHEEEEEPING loudly? :highfive: how is chickie?)
 

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