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Laodicia said:
She shrugged. "Maybe it isn't the same for you, but my powers control the weather, unfortunately I don't really have much control over it."
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"Ahh." He said, hooking the sabré onto his belt. "I had the same problem when I was young. Most do, in fact. Silly Original schools should teach control." He sighed, "But they don't. How... direct are your skills?"
 
CP Chicken said:
"You shouldn't be killing people at all," Aero said in a monotone. He then noticed Dryden's eyes turn red again, and flinched. He didn't want to be the one getting fried.
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"Physcopath's can't control how many they kill." he started, his eyes turning a blood red completely. "It's something we are born having a craving to kill, we can't stop it. It makes us satisified, helps us feel complete." Dryden said and popped a sugar cube in his mouth.
 
RacehorsesRock said:
Dryden glared at No-Name (who really needs a name). "Thats nice, I really couldn't care less." he replied to Mikki. He followed no-name into the plane.
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Once everyone was on board, she idled the engine onto the runway. The control tower was silent, but she could imagine people running around frantically in the little station. She smirked and fired up the engine.
 
Fanci Feathers Marans said:
Once everyone was on board, she idled the engine onto the runway. The control tower was silent, but she could imagine people running around frantically in the little station. She smirked and fired up the engine.
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He yelled to the front, to no-name, "HOW LONG TO ZEALAND? I KINDA WANNA JUMP OFF AND STOP IN LONDON AND SEE THE BIG BEN, MEET YOU GUYS IN ZEALAND."
 
RacehorsesRock said:
"Physcopath's can't control how many they kill." he started, his eyes turning a blood red completely. "It's something we are born having a craving to kill, we can't stop it. It makes us satisified, helps us feel complete." Dryden said and popped a sugar cube in his mouth.
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"Dryden!" She snapped, almost habitually, "Stop freaking people out!"
 
Fanci Feathers Marans said:
"Ahh." He said, hooking the sabré onto his belt. "I had the same problem when I was young. Most do, in fact. Silly Original schools should teach control." He sighed, "But they don't. How... direct are your skills?"
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Tayn frowned she wasn't really sure what his wording meant. "Uh, Direct?... The weather gets bad if I'm upset. Rain, Snow, Lightning.... but not ever when it would be useful. If I knew how to use or control my powers I might actually be able to get a message to Ash." she said hoping that would explain how her powers work.
 
Fanci Feathers Marans said:
He lay there, half awake and half asleep. Knees, hands and head throbbing. At the back of his mind, he could feel something brush against his back.
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Misty suddenly gets an idea she leaps up and jumps over Gage then runs straight into the street barking at the cars running back and forth trying to get someone to get out of their car.

Grant paces back and forth muttering curses to himself in wolf language, finally he makes up his mind and goes back to the alley. He sees a broken and bloody Gage, the cold slowly creeps up Grants limbs, he walks over to Gage and lays down next to him, expelling amounts of heat to keep the Wingman warm.
(taking a shower be back in a bit)
 
Laodicia said:
Tayn frowned she wasn't really sure what his wording meant. "Uh, Direct?... The weather gets bad if I'm upset. Rain, Snow, Lightning.... but not ever when it would be useful. If I knew how to use or control my powers I might actually be able to get a message to Ash." she said hoping that would explain how her powers work.
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"Message? We have an App for that." The norsman said. He moved to the wall and stuck his head out the window, "APP!" He bellowed.
 
MysticChickens04 said:
Misty suddenly gets an idea she leaps up and jumps over Gage then runs straight into the street barking at the cars running back and forth trying to get someone to get out of their car.

Grant paces back and forth muttering curses to himself in wolf language, finally he makes up his mind and goes back to the alley. He sees a broken and bloody Gage, the cold slowly creeps up Grants limbs, he walks over to Gage and lays down next to him, expelling amounts of heat to keep the Wingman warm.
(taking a shower be back in a bit)
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Foam began to form on his mouth.

Cars honked and screeched. A pair of cars came toward each other, swapping side view mirrors as they passed. But one stopped. A yellow taxi cab.
 

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