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Olive Flowe

"You need a chill pill"

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a character in “The Silhouette Institute”, originally authored by Miss_Dreamer, as played by RolePlayGateway

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|Name|
Olive Flowe

|Nickname|
Olly

|Age|
17

|Gender|
Female

|Ethnicity and Hometown|
1/2 Italian 1/2 American
From Northern Texas


|Sexuality|
Heterosexual

|Love Interest|
Theodore "Todd" Bronte
'I care about him. I'm passionate when it comes to him. But love is a myth'


|Power|
Water Ability

|What I Can Do|
Hydrokenisis: manipulate water
Freezing: able to freeze anything
Dehydration: ability to remove water from organisms


|What I Can't Do Well|
Healing: ability to heal a person or ones self

|Needs Lots of Practice|
Hemokinesis: manipulate blood
Water Walking: walk on water


|Role|
Medial(been here 2 years)



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|Appearance|
Olive has a heart shaped face that is complimented by her long dirty blonde hair. Her bright round eyes are filled with a light green. It sparkles in the sun making then seem aquamarine. Her complexion is flawless with a tanish shade. Very rarely does Olive wear a lot of make up. She is very curvy with little muscle. She stands at 5'7" and weighs around 115lbs. Her legs are fairly long for her age, but she is sill shorter than the average guy. Olive likes dress up and look nice for whatever it is. Even if her outfit is casual, she walks around as if it isn't.

|Special Marks|
Her ears are pierced like this
Her belly button is pierced like this


|Face Claim|
Amber Heard



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|Enjoys|
Singing//Shopping//Coffee//Chocolate//Music//Videogames//Messing with her hair//Boys//The Color Green//Parties

|Avoids|
Ignorance&Arrogance//Alcohol//Being Alone//Cheaters

|Strengths|
Swimming//Anything cold

|Weakness|
Fire//Anything Hot

|Fears|
Fears Killing Someone with her Ability
Fears being alone for ever
Fears leaving the academy


|Personality|
This young women is very playful. When she flirts or talks to people, she does so in a silly manner. Of course sometimes her flirting can mean something else, but most of the time it is harmless. Olive enjoys watching the look on men's faces when she flirts with them. And the reactions are even better. She can also be very funny when she wants to be. Attempting to crack jokes, using sarcasm, and just plain messing around. Of course she takes things seriously when it is important, but you can mostly find her smiling and laughing at something or someone.

She can also be a manipulative bitch when the time is right. Whenever something needs to get done, Olive will virtually do anything to get it. Determination flows through her blood. She has lied to her fair share of people. Usually it is her name she lies about. Olive believes a name holds the key to everything. When the wrong person gets a hold of your name, they can open doors that were supposed to be locked. The name that she usually tells people it 'Maya Cures'. She doesn't know why, that name just jumps out at her. This also makes her an amazing liar. She can lie with a straight face to pretty much anyone and still go to sleep at night.

Olive has this strange theory on the word love. In her mind, it is a word humans made up to explain why you keep lusting after the same person. This theory showed up because she hasn't experienced love and she hasn't used the word seriously. She believes in passion. The strong feeling for someone. Love to her doesn't exist. When Olive is passionate about something, you wouldn't have to ask if she is, it is obvious.

Due to her water abilities, she is usually calm and reasonable. It takes a lot to anger Olive and even then she doesn't take it out on the person that angered her. She deals with it in some kind of way. She has an issue when people get angry for no reason. Its a pet peeve that she has and sometimes she just wants to cool the person down.




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|History|
Olive Flowe grew up without a father. He up and left when he found out that Olivia, her mother, was pregnant. They had to move a lot because Oliva was having a hard time keeping a job and taking care of Olive. When Olive was old enough cook and clean up after herself, her mother found a steady job as a nurse. Her mother would work long hours and Olive never really got to see her. But Olive cared for her mother, more than she has cared for anyone else. She understands that Olivia is doing the things she does to keep them in the house. Olive respected her mother for that and never caused any trouble for her. She was the good girl that every mother prayed for.

When Olive was 5 she discovered that she had powers that involved water. She was taking a bath and her mother was splashing her. Of course it was all fun and games, but then all of the water in the tub ended up on her mother. All Olive did was flick her wrist. They never spoke of that incident until, Olive almost drowned a kid at school. She was around 6 and the boy kept saying bad things about her mother. No matter how many time she told him to shut up, he kept going. There was a lake by the school and when she pushed him all the water came from the lake and on top of the boy. The teachers called her to stop and she didn't even realized that she had done that. The principal expelled her and the Flowe Family had to move.

Now Olive's mother was reading up on water abilities and trying to find ways to hide them or even teach her. After a few years, Olive would practice her abilities at home when no one was watching, but she would hide it from people at school. She didn't want to have to move again. It was a burden on her mother. When she was 14 she had masted three abilities. Manipulating water. Freezing things. And pulling water out of things. Of course she couldn't use these abilities on people, but of course it has slipped a few times.

Olivia saw that her mother was becoming powerful and she couldn't keep her daughter in hiding forever. She started looking for a place to send her daughter. It took a whole year, but she had found this academy. At 15 Olive was sent here to fully master what she was gifted. To this day she still keeps in touch with her mother and loves the school. She has learned a lot, but has much more to learn.



|Family|
Olivia Flowe/Mother/42

|Pets|
She has a pet cat that she took with her to the academy.
Lucky!

So begins...

Olive Flowe's Story

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Character Portrait: Benjamin Cesar Mason Character Portrait: Katrina Hyde Character Portrait: Atheya Vera Character Portrait: Scott Kearny Character Portrait: Jon Dunaway Character Portrait: Theodore "Todd" Bronte
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Atheya found herself at one of the few back doors of the Institute that lead outside. This one was generally left unguarded at the night, when darkness fell over the sky. She had providentially found out about this particular exit as a New Blood when she liked to sneak out to the back woods and walk around, in which she still does to this day, and was about to go do. She actually was only a New Blood a short year ago; coming here after one of the teachers found her stirring up trouble in New Orleans. Well, not exactly stirring up trouble, more or less just being careless with her powers and scaring the living day lights out of people. She had changed now of course until coming to this place; she grew to be not as much as a hard ass. Now she was actually rather kind and caring, and could control and know when to hold back her powers. But that’s what the Silhouette Institute does; it helps people with these anomalous powers to let them control it. She had been thankful to them, and not only because of the fact her constant migraines had now become only small headaches. She did, however, still suffer from insomnia. All of this was due to the fact Atheya had the ability to connect her mind with others, she found her mind always was ticking like a clock, and because of herself constantly having to hold back such mind links, which now was a fairly easy thing to do, it rendered her useless when she tried to calm her head down. You could imagine how all her shields would be down in sleep, leading her to literally walk through others dreams. You know, when she did sleep.

But yes, mind linking is her knack. She can create a link between herself and with the minds of others. The metaphor she often uses to paint an image of it is like a signal from one phone, to another. Like an invisible wire connecting the two. With this link, she can do many things, but it hadn’t always been that way. She grew up in Hereford, England up until the age of ten. Both her parents were loving and didn’t give a damn their daughter could hear their thoughts or walk through dreams, no matter how surreal or impossible it seemed. It was simply put that the family was fairly healthy, but that was until the death of the two. They had gone on a trip to New York City for the young girls tenth birthday. She had always begged them to go, she thought it would seem as wonderful as in all the movies. Yeah, she didn’t think that now after what she witnessed. They were walking back to the hotel from dinner, when some guy jumped out at her mother. Her father pushed Atheya back, so she was not seen. She witnessed both her mother and father get mugged, and stabbed. After the man in the black clothing whit the bloody drenched knife left, the young small girl ran crying only to have people rush over and call ambulances. After that, it was all rushed, she was sent back to England, to social services, unknowing of what was to happen to her. Unfortunately, both sides of the family had no close relatives, only holding distant cousins and such. The family didn’t even have any close friends that could take her in, so she was shipped off to London by Child Services and placed into a lonesome and low budget orphanage, being shipped from foster home to foster home only having one family she loved. She didn’t like to think about them any more. It hurt.

But regardless of all that, New York and her birthday was pretty much ruined for her. It sucked that the date of all this was coming up shortly as well.

Pushing open the wooden oak door, she took in the crisp cool air of the night into her lungs, breathing out a long sigh. It was a little cold out to be wearing the outfit she was without a jacket but to be frank, she preferred it like that. The cold didn't bother her. She actually laughed a bit at her own outfit, as it consisted of a white shirt in which she never wore. She found herself to prefer darker clothing, but she guessed tonight was an exception. Maybe she unintentionally balanced herself out from her dark surroundings. Putting on her head phones, she walked on further away from the tall, old historical building in which the institute lied, and made her way into the back woods and down the trail that was made after years and years of people walking along it.

She walked for awhile, in silence listening to her soft music, glad her cellphone hadn't buzzed or anything. It was nice to be by herself at times, and the night time before everyone was asleep was a good time. She often came back when everyone made their way to the dorms, but barley ever slept. A good night, she would get maybe four hours of senseless dreams, sometimes hers, sometimes not.

Brushing away a looming trees ragged branches, it came back to smack her on her arm, creating a small line of red along her pale smooth skin. It had cut her, slightly. Touching it, it felt a bit sore, but a few scrapes was not uncommon when she walked in the wood. Ignoring the small stain of scarlet red that touched her white sleeve, it gave her another reminder of why she wore dark clothes. Finding the small clearing she found herself stopping at most of the times, she sat down on the soft grass, and lied down slightly, the back curve of her neck almost perfectly moulded for the fallen log covered in moss behind her, giving her a small head rest so she still sat up in the slightest. The song Werewolves by Cat Power shuffled on, and the melancholy sound just made the whole scene she was in feel surreal... strange. Dream like. It's one f those moments she wished she had brought her sketch book. But sitting here, in the night, the cool wind brushing her arm like tender strokes, was enough.

"He don't even break the branches where he's gone, once I saw him in the moonlight, when the bats were a flying, I saw the werewolf, and the werewolf was crying..." She sang quietly under her breath, glancing up at the night sky, stars easily shown as if she where far far away from the institute and all that came with it.

It was a Sunday and classes would start back up tomorrow.

She would need to leave soon.

But not yet.

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The sun has kissed the earth goodnight and has fallen behind the horizon. The moon has welcomed the people wandering the streets in full glory. Their was a slight breeze in the air, that was blowing through the young woman's bright blonde hair. She has stumbled upon the building she has learned to call home. People were walking in and out of the place. Even in the dark the place was filled with life. A yawn escaped the young blondes lips and she walked through the doors. It's another year at this hidden academy and she has learned so much. Mastering three important aspects of her water abilities, it was absolutely wonderful. She now gets to see her best friend again. Todd. Or as she likes to refer to him, cutie. He usually responds to anything she calls him, but cutie is the name she falls back on.

Her feet take her to her dormitory. Nothing was moved or disturbed. Her dresser was still next to her closet. The bed was still near the giant window. The moonlight came through the glass and lit up the room. Her knick knacks her scatter about in random places in attempt to give the room a homey feel. Olive flipped the light switch revealing more details to the room. She walk further in, with her bag trailing behind her. Any reasonable student would unpack now instead of waiting until the morning, but she wasn't in the mood. It was a Sunday night and the young blonde wanted to be outside, enjoying the light the moon was offering. She also wanted to find her Todd. She missed him.

Her bag laid on the bed and Olive walked by the mirror in her room. Her outfit was decent and still intact despite the six hour plane ride. And the two hour car ride. And the twenty minute walk. This young woman lived a great distance away, but she was happy to be here in one piece. She left her room and turned out the lights as she walked out. Her phone was in her back pocket and she was debating whether she should text Todd or just see him tomorrow. As she was trying to make this decision her feet were taking her to the lake that was behind the school. She felt comfortable around water and it was prettiest at night.

Olive made it to the lake and she sat at the edge. Her knees were up to her chest and she wrapped her arms around herself. The moonlight danced across the water and the lake shimmered. It was lovely. The blonde wanted to swim in it, but she restrained herself. 'I'm going to text Todd' she thought to herself. She pulled her phone out and started typing.

To: Todd
From: Olly Pop
Hai cutie! I missed you. Want to hang out? I'm by the lake if you do.


The message sent. I was thinking about the name I put in his phone Olly Pop. It made me smile. I thought that name was absolutely adorable and I programmed it in his phone. He didn't seem bother. I place my phone next to me in the grass and watch the water.

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A boy walks slowly down the hallway. He is well-dressed, handsome. A simple grey sweater, v-necked. A white, collared shirt underneath. It is buttoned, held cold to his chin with a red bowtie. It even has white polka dots. His pants fit him well, neither too tight nor too loose. Khaki. His hair is cropped short, but the look is good on him. He is mature. He is tall, for his age. He smiles brightly. His stormy blue eyes shimmer with excitement. It's the first day of school.

"There he goes..."


Whispers. Never spoken directly to his face. All Todd ever heard was whispers. Slithering lies, that's what they really ever were. In reality, they were words. Just little words, what could they possibly do? They were just hissing, slithering, serpentine lies; crawling along the dirt until they found him. Until they wound their way around his throat. Until they constricted. Tighter. Tighter. Tighter until they bite into his skin. It's impossible to breathe, to speak, or to even cry. Lies like snakes; lies like ropes. Lies like dying.

"It's him..."


Who else would it be? You never treat anyone else this way. As if being the new kid wasn't hard enough. Could you even imagine? I moved away from everything I knew. Everything I ever had. Everything I ever needed. For what? For you? For you and your lies? You don't have to like me, but why do you hate me so much?

"That homeschooled kid... What a freak..."


I'm not! I'm not a freak! I just haven't been to a real school in a while. I just... I'm so nervous. Please. Someone. Anyone. Talk to me. I'll show you. I'm not a freak... I just want...

"All he does is play in the orchestra and go to class... Never talks to anyone... Thinks he so much better than everyone else... He just goes right home once he's done... Never says a word... What a freak..."


It's not my fault! Please! You're suffocating me! Just let me open my mouth to-!





Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Briiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing!

Todd's eyes snap open, and he breathes. Greedily, he breathes. Coughing, spluttering, and joyously; he breathes. Immediately, Todd's head whips up from his desk. However, he movement is too much too fast. He's awake, but only just. Todd's hands find his eyes, and wearily, he rubs the sleep from them. Slowly, Todd leans back over until his forehead touches the cold surface of his desk. His hands make their way up his forehead into a mop of thick, soft, brown hair.

A dream. A bad dream.

"It's ok. I'm ok. It's gone." Todd lied, to no one in particular. It was never really gone. It was just behind the corner. It was just down the hallway. It was just out of his reach. Just far enough away that he just barely couldn't grab it, throttle it, and kill it for good. Shaking his head, Todd stood from his desk and walked over to his closet. He was still in his pajamas, and, according to the clock on his phone, it was five in the evening. Todd sighed, his left palm ascending, for a brief moment, to cup his face. While he had earned that nap, going the previous night without sleep until his homework was done, he'd miss dinner if he didn't get his ass in gear. It was time to get up. Opening the door to his wardrobe, Todd's face swung out to meet him. The mirror inside his wardrobe showed him exactly what he thought he would see. The rings underneath his eyes were darkening, and the cowlick on the back of his head was extra terrible. His nightmares, poor night's sleep, and disgusting summer homework aside, today was the day. Classes officially started tomorrow and his friends were all coming back today! Well... actually, they were probably already back.

Quickly, Todd undressed, wrapped his robe around himself, grabbed his shower caddy, and made for the showers on his floor. Luckily, since Todd had slept so long, from noon to almost sunset, the bathroom was mostly empty and he got to sing along, albeit poorly, to the communal radio. Even better, Todd had all the hot water to himself. After nearly forty-five minutes soaking in the revitalizing water and making sure he was good at clean, Todd exited the showers and returned to his room. Todd placed his wet shower caddy on the windowsill and opened his window. His curtains were still partly drawn, but there was a lovely breeze in the air and the fresh air was delightful. Todd smiled as he took in the glowing, golden sky. The sun was so pretty when it set. Todd would have watched the sun for longer, but he became rather embarrassed once he realized he'd probably flashed someone, the campus was still rather busy.

Returning to his wardrobe with a nervous giggle, Todd addressed his reflection again. Although he was naked this time, he felt better. The shower had done wonders for his mood, and it had fixed his cowlick as well. As he got dressed, Todd spoke to himself, as he often did, to prepare himself for the day. It was practically time to go back to sleep, but rituals needed to be observed. It was the only way they retained their power.

"It's gone."

He reassured himself. He wanted to believe it so badly. He even half did. When he said it out loud, Todd almost felt like he could believe it. Almost.

"It's gone behind me forever, and it won't ever jump up and scare me."

Nodding, Todd felt a little better. He wasn't really lying. It was a self-fulfilling prophecy. If he believed in it and worked his hardest to make it so, then it would be his truth. Once he'd finished getting dressed, a blue sweater, a lighter blue shirt, khaki pants, and black Chuck TayIors, Todd continued to speak to himself as he flossed.

"I need ... ow. I need to cut my hair again. It's getting long again. I wonder if I could get someone here to do it for me? That might be kind of fun. We'll see. First thing's first. What's my schedule today?"

Finished with his teeth, Todd turned to his desk to address his calendar.

"Ohh, that was it. Sweet."

Rather pleased with himself, Todd headed down to the common area in between the dorms. It adjoined the two wings together, at least, on this floor, and had a small kitchenette to prepare meals in. There was a cafeteria, but Todd much prefered to make his own food. He hand nothing against all the wonderful lunch ladies, it was just... bad memories. Unfortunately, Todd also needed to replenish his personal fridge. He'd run out of groceries. It would have to wait until tomorrow after class. Even worse, there was only a half-full bag of apples in the fridge. While delicious, you couldn't even make pie, crumble, or anything tasty without eggs and milk. Even if he did have those things, Todd was running dangerously low on his other baking supplies. Sighing, somewhat dejectedly, Todd resigned himself to eating microwave popcorn for dinner and began to return to his room.

Just then, Todd's pocket buzzed. Usually, this meant his phone had been messaged. Normally, Todd would have ignored it until he was good and ready, like whole he was waiting for his popcorn to finish. However, tomorrow was the start of classes. Today, people were returning. That could only mean one thing. Excited beyond all reasoning, Todd pulled out his phone and flicked to the text messages. His thoughts were racing.

Please, please, please, please... Yes! It is!

Todd was so pleased, he even started to hum while he read her message:

"To: Todd
From: Olly Pop

Hai cutie! I missed you. Want to hang out? I'm by the lake if you do."

Todd couldn't help but smile. His hunger momentarily forgotten, Todd grabbed an apple from the fridge, jammed it into his mouth, and took off down the hallway. As he ran, Todd devoured his apple, even popping the core in his mouth once he had finished. Having reached his door, Todd shut it behind him, locked the door, threw his keys in his pocket, swallowed what was left of his apple, and jumped bodily from his window.

The feeling of the night air against his face was rather pleasant, but he only had three stories until he hit the ground. This part was always the trickiest. Though Todd's human body thought fast enough to keep up with gravity, his body wasn't. There was a very specific series of sconces, spires, and buttresses one had to make use of as they fell from Todd's room, or they'd never survive. That being said, even he couldn't do it without a little help. As he fell, Todd channeled his power into his body, taking on his hybrid form. Feeling the speed start to creep into his body, Todd whipped his right hand out, catching a tower spire and swinging around it bodily. After the first rotation, he let go, flinging himself onto a buttress which he slid down as if he were grinding a rail. Todd's feet had finished transforming by this point, taking his shoes with them. His scaly feet slid against the concrete, and he poured himself down the side of the building. After the buttress grind, Todd leapfrogged a sconce, then did half a back flip, using his tail to angle himself until he was falling, as of he were lying down. With only a few seconds left, Todd used his tail to angle the air around himself ilu to he could reach one of the columns supporting the school. Once it was within his grasp, it was a simply matter to cling to the Coleman and slide down the rest of the way. This method did have one drawback. It left Todd upside down. If there were any screw ups, Todd would be taking a dirt bath. Not fun to think about.

The second Todd's feet hit the ground he was off, running a good thirty five meters per second. To get from his dorm to the lake would take no time at all. While Todd's hybrid form was fast, it's most impressive ability is the capability to be whisper silent. Without a sound, his footfalls barely audible, Todd raced along the lakeshore, following Olive's scent. It had been a while but Todd would have recognized her anywhere. Part of it was her perfume, but that wasn't what stood out the most to Todd. To him, it was the smell of rain and freshly fallen snow. That was the best part about Olive's smell. Once he was within fifty feet, give or take, Todd stopped running, and crept slowly forward. He could see her perfectly in the night, his animalistic, icy blue eyes reflecting the light of the moon. There she was, just off the shore, at their spot between the reeds and the old Willow tree. It was, arguably, the prettiest spot on the campus when the moon was full. Todd had stumbled upon it last year, only to find that Olive had been coming there to swim. Once the awkward was over, which mostly just involved Todd forcing himself not to stare, the two became fast friends. Best friends even. There might not be anyone else Todd cares about more, well, excepting his family of course.

With otherworldly, canine grace, Todd crept until he was mere inches behind Olive. He made no sound, his fur didn't rustle, and twigs didn't even snap under his feet. He barely even breathed. Slowly, making sure to make no sound, Todd allowed himself to shift back into his human form, and knelt down behind Olive. Then, as fast, and as gently as he could, Todd placed both of his hands over Olive's eyes simultaneously.

"Guess who Olly Pop?" Todd asked, whispering the words into her ear. There would be no real guessing involved. It could only be him. Once she'd answered, Todd let go, and sat on the dry sand behind her, such that his legs were on either side of her. Once he'd sat, Todd threw his arms around her waist from behind, pulling her into a tight, but gentle, embrace. "It's so great to see you again! How was your trip? Did you get to see your mum? How's she doing?"

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The young blonde stared out into the water, watching the moonlight dance. A small smile appeared on her face and she lifted a hand. With the flick of her wrist she pulled a stream of water out. Moving her hand in slow circles, the water started to form a circle. The faster the young woman's hand moved the smaller the circle would be. The water circle moved faster and grew smaller until it was about the size of a ring. Olive's hand stopped moving and the circle ceased all movement. She lowered the circle and brought it at eye level. All it took was one touch and it froze the whole thing solid. The ice was pure and it styled the ring with different carvings. Her nickname "Olly Pop" was even carved inside. The ring was slipped on her finger and she officially felt she was home. She stared at her ice ring, listening to the sounds of nature around her. It was lovely and she didn't want to move from this spot. A pair of hands covered her eyes and she jumped a little from fright.

"Guess who Olly Pop?" The smile that was on her face before, grew wider. Todd came to see her. "Big foot" she said jokingly. He moved his hands from her eyes and he shifted his body so that he was sitting behind her. His legs were on either side of hers and his arms had wrapped around her waist. She leaned back into him and sighed happily. From a distance it would look as though they were dating, but they were not. Not once had the two been beyond this. Their friendship was something that she couldn't explain. Olive care for Todd a lot, but she can't tell if his action are just a response to her flirting or if he really likes her. She doesn't say anything. Instead she continues to flirt with him and call him different pet names. And when people ask if they are together her simple response is 'it's complicated' only because it is. Her hands rested on her arms as she watched the water. "It's so great to see you again! How was your trip? Did you get to see your mum? How's she doing?"

The blonde smirked. "The trip was long and very boring. For obvious reason I couldn't entertain myself with my abilities so I sat on the plane listening to idiots talk about nonsense. I thought I was going to die" she said, dwelling on the plane ride. "But I did get to see my mom. She is doing very well. She missed me a lot and when I mentioned your name once, she wouldn't shut up about you" a giggle escaped her as she thought about the different things her mother said. "She kept wondering when I would bring you to see her. Why I don't talk about you all the time? Then she started talking about grand kids and I tuned her out" she added stilling giggling a bit. Olive cared about her mother a lot and it was always funny to hear her babble on about things as if she were a normal child. The young blonde knows that her happiness will come with a price, condemning her child to a life of solitude until another place like this reveals itself. Olive didn't want that.

"What about you? How was your trip? How is you mom, brother, and sister? I bet they missed you The blond said a bit excited. She enjoyed hearing about the trips of others because she believes hers are a bit boring.

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As Todd adjusted his position behind Olive, she leaned back into him and sighed happily. From a distance it would look as though the two were dating, but nothing could be more wrong. Not once had the two been beyond this. For all their hugs, flirting, and general closeness, this was as far as it went. Todd... Todd hated that. While he loved how close he was with Olive, and that their friendship was so strong, he hated that friendship was all it was. Their relationship something that neither could properly explain. Todd cared for Olive quite a lot, and the reverse was also inescapably true. That being said, Olive was so... frustrating. She doesn't say anything that ever meant anything to him. She continues to flirt with him, call him different pet names, and remain physically close to him, yet all the while there were never any clues to how she really felt about him. Every time Todd gets remotely close to the subject of just what their relationship is, she changes the subject, or skips over it like it's nothing. Even worse, when people ask if they are together, Todd doesn't know how to respond and never says anything, for fear of being wrong. Olive, on the other hand, usually diverts those questions with a simple, "it's complicated." What does that even mean? Todd sighed quietly to himself. He knew the more he tried to figure it out, the more closely he would become wrapped around her little finger. Instead, Todd let himself relax and take in everything. The gentle crash of the waves on the shore, the whispering breeze through the reeds, and her smell, like rain, washed over his mind. Why would he need to be on edge with her? She was his best friend, until she was comfortable enough to put the ball in his court, she could just keep it. It wasn't like they were going anywhere anytime soon. Todd would never let Olive just slip out of his life, and if he even tried... there would be serious hell to pay. Todd shuddered at the thought. Relieved, and less tense than before, Todd let his head come down to rest on shoulder, and closed his eyes, listening to her speak.

As Todd sat, listening, Olive let herself lean into his warm embrace. Her hands rested on her arms as she watched the water. Smirking in response to Todd's question, the blonde spoke. "The trip was long and very boring. For obvious reason I couldn't entertain myself with my abilities so I sat on the plane listening to idiots talk about nonsense. I thought I was going to die." She said sullenly, obviously, dwelling on the miserable plane ride. "I did get to see my mom. She is doing very well. She missed me a lot, and when I mentioned your name once, she wouldn't shut up about you." A giggle escaped her lips. "She kept wondering when I would bring you to see her. Why I don't talk about you all the time? Then she started talking about grand-kids and I tuned her out." She added dismissively, as if it were no big deal. Todd sighed. This was exactly what he was talking about. What did that mean? She giggled a bit more, which only served to make Todd more confused. Did she think it was funny that her mom wanted them to be together? Was she laughing out of nervousness because she didn't want to sound clingy? There was just no winning with her. At a loss for what to say, Todd laughed, and offered, "Next thing you know, she'll be planning our... a wedding for us." He stuttered as he said, 'our,' and quickly tried to correct it. He didn't want to sound like he had already planned the whole thing out. Olive was his best friend. Maybe he was just reading into the situation too far? Either way, he couldn't say nothing.

"What about you? How was your trip? How is you mom, brother, and sister? I bet they missed you." The blond said, a bit excited. She must have been anxious to change the topic. Todd, however, didn't like this subject. "I didn't get to go home this time. I only did last year because I had, technically, graduated from High School. This year, I had to stay here over the summer again. I still video chat with them about three times a week, but... It's not the same, you know? Sorry, that's pretty blue, let's change the subject, yeah? Do you have your phone on you sweetie? What time is it? As much as I'd love to stay here until morning, I've got early class during the week, Superlatives and all..." Todd sighed as he said the last part. Most students would have jumped at the bit to be as strong and as in control as Todd was of his powers, for Todd, it just meant more work. After all, with great power, comes great responsible...ness. Todd was powerful, so he had an equal share of responsible...ness to go along with it. Though Todd was never one to put off hard work, he hated getting stuck with some of the more troublesome duties, like night patrol or grocery runs.

Olive frowned a bit when he said that he couldn't go home again. It was sad him staying up here and she spends all her free time away from him. Next time she was going to take him with her. If he would agree, would be left up to him. It would be kind of forward just inviting him to meet her mother. She didn't want to freak him out. It would ruin their already questionable friendship. Quickly in her mind she decided to invite him home with her when she was sure about what they were, besides best friends.

The blonde looked around in search of her phone and saw in to the left on the grass. She put it there after texting Todd. "It's around 10:30 pm" she had read to him. Olive was happy that Todd was a superlative, he deserved it. But he would always have to end their time together and it was really annoying at times. She just wanted to stay up the whole night talking about whatever comes to mind. Usually Olive is the one to fall asleep between the two, but Todd never minded. It was small things like that, why the young woman cared for him so much. Why were things so complicated between them? It was giving her a headache. A yawn escaped her lips and she closed her eyes.

It had been a long day, from the plane ride to the taxi, to the walk. The young woman needed a good nights rest, especially because classes start up tomorrow. But Olive didn't want to go to sleep. She wanted to stay in Todd's arms and just pretend tomorrow doesn't exist. Right now was better than any future that was in store. "Before you ask. I'm not asleep. I'm just resting" the blonde said, but it was a lie. If Todd knew her at all, he would know that.

Todd smiled softly. Here she was, with a day like hers, possibly even longer and harder than Todd's, and all Olive wanted to do was ignore her responsibilities and share the night with him. Sighing, Todd wrapped his arms around her tighter. Resigning himself to the extra work of it all, Todd spoke. "Mhmm, and the yawning from earlier, how do you explain that? Hungry for flies perhaps? Come on sweetheart. Up we go." Effortlessly, Todd lifted Olive into the air. He shifted his arms to carry her princess-style, but did so as he was picking her up. "Sit tight Olly, I'll have you back in your room in two shakes of a Jinouga's tail." At that, Todd began to grin his mad, wolfish grin. It was the kind he only ever wore when he was planning on doing something devious, dangerous, and just the littlest bit stupid. At that, Todd began to shift. He channeled his power into his body, taking on his Hybrid form once again. It was getting late, and Todd had already used this form once already today, but he had more than enough energy for what he was planning on doing. It should be fine. After all, Todd would never consent to carry just anyone. Olive was special. Olive demanded that he show off, even if just a little.

Though his body sprouted claws, scales, a tail, and horns, Todd made sure to shift Olive within his grasp such that his hold on her body wasn't too loose or too tight, but just right. Further, her bare skin was only touching his soft fur, or smooth scales, so as to not cause unnecessary discomfort. The wild grin still on his face, Todd turned his head to face Olive. "Thank you for choosing Air Todd." He began, slowly beginning to walk in the direction of the Institute. "We know your choices in travel are limited, and we thank you for your patronage. Please note that, in the event of an emergency, exits can be accessed by pulling on one of my ears, causing me to drop you. In the mean time, do hold on, as we will be beginning our ascent shortly." As Todd spoke, his grin grew wider and wider, and he began to walk faster and faster. By the time he was finished, Todd was running just short of a full sprint, while carrying Olive. In his Hybrid Jinouga form, this meant, roughly, seventy miles per hour. As Todd ran, he made sure to do so as smoothly as possible, so as not to disturb the resting Olive. He ran as if he were gliding, and Olive's body barely moved within his grasp. He cradled her gently, as if she were made of porcelain, and would shatter at the slightest touch. Though the Jinouga was not meant to nurture, or love something other than itself, through Todd, the beast appeared gentle, caring, and even loving.

As Todd shifted into his bestial form, Olive didn't move. She allowed Todd to move her around as he changed into his, "other half," as she referred to it. His change was slow, yet fast. Watching him change into his Jinouga form, is like watching him in slow motion. You see each part shift as if it was acting on its own. With one eye she would watch, and she knew it only took mere seconds for him to shift the way he does. As for his running speed, it didn't bother her at all. As the cool air hit her skin, it forced her to cuddle more into his soft fur. It was warm and inviting. She didn't want to let him go. Her eyes closed and she embraced the feeling of nature as she rested in Todd's arms.

Approaching the school's walls, Todd only increased his speed, reaching seventy-five, eighty, eighty-five miles per hour. Blazing down the trail, Todd bent ever lower to the ground, preparing himself for the hard part. He was only a few short meters from the wall when he jumped, tightening his grip on Olive, but not so much as to be painful. Firing all the muscles in his back, legs, and core, Todd rocketed himself into the air, still holding Olive within his arms. Having measured the required speed just right, Todd landed gently on the roof beside Olive's windowsill and ducked inside the open window. "Well aren't we lucky. Someone left their window open." Todd smirked at the sleepy Olive. Ever so gently, as if she might break from any uneven movements, Todd set Olive down on her bed. "Sleep tight, Princess. We've got class tomorrow. I'll see you first thing, ok?[/b]" Smiling, Todd turned to leave out of the window, preferring not to be seen coming out of a door in the girl's wing of the dormitories at this late at night. Walk of shame be damned, if he were seen coming out of Olive's door at nearly eleven o'clock at night, he would never live it down. His reputation would fall into shambles overnight. It wasn't that Todd was particularly popular and Olive wasn't. Quite the opposite. Olive was... rather popular amongst all the boys at school, and even some of the girls. Ever the gentleman, Todd wouldn't dare sully her reputation, and chose the window so as to preserve his best friend's honor.

It wasn't until the blonde was placed in her bed that she realized that they had reached the school building. She had missed the part where he practically flew up the side of the building to get her in here. She was grateful to have a room by the window, or Todd wouldn't be able do the things he did for her. There were many times where her best friend had to use the window to walk in and out of her room. Leaving through the front door raised suspicion, but no one could see him leaving through the window. It was to save their relationship, to keep rumors from spreading, or at least that is why Olive believed he did it. The young woman pulled her silk pillow closer to her and opened her eyes when she heard the creak from the window. "No Toddy. Don't go." The blonde said childishly. She pushed herself up in the sitting position, rubbing her tired eyes. "Stay here tonight and keep me company while I sleep." Olive begged, holding out her arms to him. The young blonde wanted Todd to stay with her forever, but she only had tonight.

Olive's voice stopped Todd in his tracks; frozen, hesitant. He knew that, if he looked now, he wouldn't be leaving anytime soon, and he wouldn't be able to slip out once she fell asleep. Even worse, he would have to wake her up when he left. Slowly, Todd turned back around. His icy blue eyes glinted in the lowlight. There she was. Holding her arms out to him, and pouting like his little sister did when she was younger. Todd fondly recalled the way she begged to sleep with him after a particularly bad nightmare. The same feeling of resignation was there, and love, but more than that, Todd felt pain in his heart. As much as Todd knew that he should be going, he just couldn't refuse her. Releasing his transformation, Todd returned to his human form and walked back over to Olive's bedside. Gently, Todd wrapped his arms around her, hugging her close to him. "Alright, Olly Pop, just this once." Todd had said those words dozens of times. Each time he always promised himself that he wouldn't say them again. Todd never kept that promise. Todd quickly took off his shoes and his hoodie, and sat back against the headboard. "Come here." Todd said, smiling gently. Once Olive had gotten herself comfortable, Todd took his phone out of his pocket and set his alarm to wake him up at five in the morning. As soon as he set his phone down, his head hit the pillow and he fell asleep.

Olive was beyond happy that Todd agreed to stay the night with her. This isn't the first time, there have been many other nights where Todd would sleep in her bed. Every time Olive asked, Todd came through. It was one of the things she enjoyed and adored about him. She wrapped her arms Todd while he set the alarm. The blonde was drifting in and out of consciousness, but she was able to watch Todd fall asleep. "Good Night Toddy" she mumbled before falling into a deep sleep within her best friends arms.

Written by both me and XShishioX

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Character Portrait: Benjamin Cesar Mason Character Portrait: Jon Dunaway Character Portrait: Lysander Marcelle Character Portrait: Olive Flowe Character Portrait: Jessie Morgan
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Jon used the start up period of class to exit the room without drawing too much attention. In a way he almost envied how organized the New Bloods were. Medial students seemed to have more liberties and regards to class and it wasn't too unusual for a classroom to turn up empty. Since he wasn't keen on having a superlative to himself, he drew out his phone with the intent to call what classmates he could. But he felt that would take too long and instead applied a bit of effort with his power.

The application in itself wasn't too hard, he simply used his phone as a medium to connect with every other on campus. From there he simply dropped those that were in a classroom so as to limit how much trouble he was about to cause. From there he simply executed the call command. In effect he created a mass conference call with the remaining students on campus but instead having the call on loop so it wasn't exactly answerable unless he made that decision. In that regard, he'd naturally answer anyone already on hi contact list... those caught up in the cross fire would just be highly annoyed by the endless ringing from their phone.

The downside of this little stunt was he wouldn't be able to walk without frying his phone. Thus meaning he had to glide into the classroom on his cushion of metal pellets. From there he simply dropped himself in a chair while continuing his little abuse of power... though at this point his lack of leg mobility was no longer an issue.

"Come on, someone pick up their phone already!" Jon didn't exactly care that the necessary Superlative hadn't arrived either at this point. Even though this little stunt hadn't been going on for too long he was beginning to lose his patience. In his mind, the longer he kept this up the more likely he was to get caught.

(OOC: feel free to have your phone ring if you want Jon's number in your contact list. I'll add tags as necessary.)

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Why did so many people want my attention Olive thought in her head as she was trying to stay asleep. She purposely turned off the first alarm after she realized that Todd was no longer in the bed with her. That made her sad. He was so comfortable and she enjoyed being his arms, holding him close. With that thought, the young blonde pulled the pillow closer to her, but frowned. "It's not the same" she said into the pillow. Olive had finally given up on the dream of getting sleep and she checked her phone. First she saw a missed call from John. That wasn't ever good. Not just missed calls from John, missed calls in general. The young woman always believed that when someone calls its important and when its missed then that is a problem. Taking mental note to apologize later, she checked other things. There was a text from Todd. Immediately a smile formed on her face. She loved getting text from him so early in the morning, it showed that he cared. As she read on through the message she started getting excited and then her world shattered. 10 minutes before class started. Tossing the phone out of sight she scrambled up from the bed in desperate need to get ready.

Olive bounded into the bathroom and took the quickest shower in her life. Standing before the mirror she changed from sleeping beauty into belle of the ball. Satisfied with her look, she ran back into the room, gathering the necessary items needed for school. Bag. Check. Cell phone. Check. Coffee. No check. Olive needed coffee. It was her jolt of life before dealing with teachers. Convince Toddy to get you some later she thought. Quickly she ran her fingers through her hair and did one final sweep of her room before leaving it. As she started bolting down the hall she realized that she forgot to grab the keys to her room. Olive stopped dead in the tracks and turned back, running back into her room. The young woman grabbed the keys from her desk and left the room, locking it behind her, and taking off to class. This wouldn't be the first time she was late, but the teachers never really liked it so she tries to be on time. Olive can't help her beauty rest. She needs it. Without it, she wouldn't function or have the energy or desire to do anything.

Just as the final bell rang, the young blonde walked into the room. Technically she was on time. A warm smile was on her face as she looked around for a teacher, but an even bigger smile formed when she saw Todd. Joyfully, Olive skipped over to him, sat on his lap and wrapped her arms around him. "Toddy!" she said while engulfing him with a hug. She loved when she he would help teach her classes. They would talk and she wouldn't really learn much since she was too busy talking and messing around with her best friend. Olive removed her arms from around him, but she didn't removed herself from his lap. "I was so sad when you left this morning. I was trying to cuddle a pillow, but it wasn't the same" she told him.