c.j. looked down as violet uncovered herself from the thrash and
looked up.
violet got up and gritted her teeth, grabbing her bow and an arrow
from her quiver.
''just get me away... i'm not going back....'' she muttered, a
slight growl in her voice. even if she's my sister she thought with a pang of guilt
c.j. grabbed a hold of mystic's wrist's as well and out her feet on
the wall to help walk up the building.
violet climbed up onto a dumpster and leaped to the other building
where there was a fire escape, placing an arrow on the string and
pulling back as she aimed at mystic.
''let go of my sister now!'' she demanded.
Mystic hovered higher above the ground. "Off we go," she said to
Clover, and zoomed past Violet at an incredible speed. The city
blurred past until the dull gray color of the wrecked buildings
turned green. Mystic stopped at a large tree, and hovered lower.
She released Clover on a thick branch as she lay in midair before
touching the branch herself. "Are you hurt?" She asked.
''i-i'm fine...'' c.j. muttered, leaning against the trunk of the
tree hugging her leg's.
tear's streaked her face as she looked down at the ground.
''where are we anyway....?'' she asked.
violet climbed down from the fire escape, putting her bow and the
arrow away as she started to kick the trash and cuss furiously out
of pure rage, which was jumbled up by random word's.
"Don't cry. You're safe now, even if some guilt and despair hangs
within yourself. There are other things to worry about right now,"
Mystic said, blowing on a blue strand of hair. She handed Clover a
small blue handkerchief. "And we're in some sort of forest north to
the city. It's quite close to the city, too. I sort of live in this
tree," Mystic said, floating into the sky and spinning in circles
idly.
c.j. rubbed her eye's and down her face to get rid of any trace's
of tear's with the small blue cloth.
she curled her fuzzy tail around and held onto it as she pulled
some bit's of dirt out of the tuft of her lion tail, grumbling
quietly under her breathe out of irritation.
''my name's clover jade.. but i prefer to be called c.j. and
nothing else.... not clove, not clover, don't call me by my last
name..... just, c.j.'' she said, seeming as if it was as simple to
remember.
violet grumbled in complete anger and she walked around the
street's, bow in hand and an arrow set in the string ready to be
released. ugh, this town is a complete dump... she mentally
complained.
Name: Mizuko Hamasaki
Gender: F
Ability: Water. She can breathe underwater and control the
currents. She can also walk on it if she pleases. Most
things(swords, arrows, etc.) go through her because her body is
made of water.
Occupation: Fighter
Allies: (Whoever she makes an ally)
Team: Other
Appearance: (ignore the weapon in the picture)
Weapon: -
Age: 15 almost 16
Other: Has a dead sister named Miyuki.
(Denied due to her having more than one element as an ability and
you have to state her team in the form. You can start role-playing
at the point where she is still deciding what team to go on, but
the result has to be in the form. Also, since she is a fighter with
capable success when fighting while purely using her element, I
can't allow her to have a weapon.)
Leiva turned to the source of the voice. Not sure where to look
since her vision still wasn't much more than a blur, and a bit
confused mostly because of her running into the wall. Then, hearing
the question she snapped "No, ofcourse I'm not okay", thinking it
was a dumb question. "I just bumped into this wall and now someone
trips over me", she ranted. Then she realised why she was running
in the first place and that this girl -at least that was what it
sounded like- might as well be a ravage. She started to stutter a
little bit since she was a little shocked form her own thoughts.
"A-are you....", and more than that she couldn't bring out to say,
for she was already limping away as fast as she could. But with the
fact that she could still barely see a thing she stumbled again,
over some trashcans.
Shiny slot shop of me and my friends! Please take a look, it's
pretty cheap and we'd love some customers!
Trick sighed and batted at her pink braid, which was currently only
a thick, long tail of complicated twists. "You really shouldn't run
when you know you're blind, you know... is this temporary or were
you born blind?" She said. "I would really suggest taking it easy
on that ankle, too," she added. Sometimes I wonder why I'm a
traitor to the Ravages... maybe I'd be better off with them...
Trick thought. "Are you sure you don't need help?"
----
Mystic smiled, sitting down on a slightly higher branch with her
legs crossed. "Nice to meet you, C.J. My name's Mystic. Also, nice
tail," she said honestly. "So... why is that girl after you? Is
there a reason?"
''i don't want to talk about it mystic...'' c.j. grumbled.
she let her tail go and sighed.
''besides.. it's not really any of you're concern...'' she
muttered.
(Trick and Leiva are on a street.
Mystic and C.J are on a tree
And that earth gut I forgot his name is in the street. Or under it.
He's just not on it.
And just start anywhere in town.)
"Yeesh. You sure do grumble a lot..." Mystic said, looking up at
the dark, almost infected leaves. "Oh well. Don't become a Ravage,
C.J... that girl looked like she wanted you to become one instead
of killing you... it's dirty work," Mystic said coldly, as if
speaking from experience. She lay down on the branch, her hands
behind her head. "What's your ability, C.J? Can you fight with it?"
c.j. waved her hand in the air in a small circle and a small dragon
formed, but quickly made it disappear.
''i can animate fire... but i was slightly mutated by the ravages..
i am not fully in control of my creation's to a certain point and i
can somehow almost burn my hand's.....'' she mumbled.
(She's an animator? Maybe I mistook her class for someone else
=P)
Mystic nodded, watching the flame dance on C.J's Palm before it
quickly ebbed away. "Huh. That's quite interesting... I never got a
chance to run away. They gave me some sort of gas before they
mutated me, so I was unconscious when th ey finished... anyways,
C.J, have this," Mystic said, digging through her pocket a bit
before tossing the half-mutant a kitchen knife. "Isn't much, but it
can do for self defense."