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Anastasya "Tigress" Volkov

"Yes, I am indeed the cat's meow."

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a character in “Celestian”, as played by Starlight77

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"Monsters will always exist. There's one inside each of us. But an angel lives there, too. There is no more important agenda than figuring out how to slay one and nurture the other."



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| Name |
Anastasya Rose Volkov

| Nicknames |
“Call me Tigress.”

| Code Name |
Tigress, The Tiger
   
| Gender |
Female
   
| Sexual Orientation |
Pansexual

| Age |
18

| Nationality |
Russian/American

| Face Claim |
Anna Speckhart



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| Height |
5’4’’

| Weight |
126 Pounds

| Hair Color |
A Rich Chocolate Brown

| Eye Color |
Electric Blue

| Tattoos |
On the left side of her pelvis is a tribal tiger tattoo. If she wears loose pants very low on her hips, you can see the upper half of the tiger peeking up over her waistband.

| Scars |
Tigress has many, many scars on her body. There are plenty found on her shoulders, palms, and arms. There is one large one that starts on the back of her neck and travels downs to the small of her back. It appears to be made by some sort of blade, is very sensitive, and Tigress does not enjoy talking about how she got it.
 
| Oddities |
Tigress’ body is perfectly crafted for combat. She’s short with a lithe, lean body made for endurance and speed. She’s quick, hard to hit, and very flexible.
Tigress gained some of the physical attributes of the tiger whose genes were put in her body. Along with her normal ears are two round-tipped tiger ears. Sprouting from her tailbone is a black, orange and white striped tiger tail. She has retractable, razor sharp claws on her on each of her fingers and toes.


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| Personality |
{ | Quirky | Short-Tempered | Moody | Closed Off | Playful | }
The first thing that should be said is that Tigress is… complex. Why wouldn’t she be? Her genetic code was manipulated into being part not human, so its no surprise that Tigress can be a bit… unpredictable.
Tigress’ inner thoughts are constantly being invaded and altered by the animal instincts buried deep in her consciousness. The traits of the tiger the lives within her spirit alters the way she acts. She can be rather moody and gloomy, but her attitude snaps faster than a cheap rubber band. One minute she might be sullen and depressed, the next excited and happy, and after that perhaps angry and aggressive.
Tigress has an extremely short temper. When she’s pushed past her limit, she quite literally loses control. Her inner beast takes control of her body, and her eyes turn a bright gold color. She goes on a rampage and destroys anything that angers her or gets in her way. She stays like this until knocked out, sedated, or simply collapses due to exhaustion.
Because of this other side of her, Tigress tends to be very closed off with her emotions. Although she doesn’t appear emotionless, it may take a bit of time for her to actually open up to anybody.

Despite all of this, Tigress is still more human than she is monster. Despite her angry, rough exterior, she just wants to fit in. Despite her bad attitude and sharp tongue, she wants to be able to make friends. Deep down, she’s just an odd, playful girl who loves being scratched behind the ears and told she’s extraordinary but in a good way.

| Power |
~Feline Genes~
Tigress is 93% human and 7% Amur Tiger.
With these added genes, Tigress’ body has a much higher physical capability than most humans. She can sprint at speeds of 40 mph and is about six times stronger than the average man. Her senses are sharpened so much so that if she were to close her eyes she could describe her surroundings perfectly with just her sense of hearing and smell. She can see in the dark. Her tail gives her an extreme sense of added balance, and also helps her always land on her feet. Her body is extremely flexible, and she is capable of jumping 20 feet up in the air.
Tigress has built in knives in each of her fingers and toes. The claws are razor sharp and were genetically altered to be much harder and denser than regular tiger claws. She can slice through metal if she has enough force behind her swing. Her claws can help her scale large structures with amazing speed.

| Strengths |
{ | Wrestling | Sparring | Mixed Martial Arts | Giving Massages | Seducing People | Cuddling | Writing | Swimming |
}

| Weaknesses |
~Her Senses~
Although Tigress’ heightened senses are rather helpful, they are also one of her greatest weaknesses. Loud, piercing sounds can leave her defenseless and in pain. Strong smells can distract her and throw off her game.

~Her Tail and Ears~
Both her tail and ears are very sensitive to touch and wounds. If her tail were to become dislocated or broken, it would cause intense pain and completely destroy her sense of balance.

~Thunderstorms and Doctors~
Tigress’ two greatest fears. When there’s thundering weather, she tends to hide in a small, dark place, shaking and crying.
The mere scent of cleaning alcohol can make her very anxious and edgy, and she refuses to go to the doctor’s. If she is told she has to, she will completely resist and do whatever it takes to get away.

| Hobbies |
{ | Writing | Sparring | Working Out | Swimming | Listening to Music | Playing Video Games | }

| Habits |
✦ Tapping || When Tigress gets anxious or nervous she tends to tap on any surface she can find, whether it be a table, a wall, her thighs, etc.

✦ Ear/Tail Movement || Tigress’ ears and tail almost have a mind of their own. They twitch and flick and move to represent her mood; if they’re pinned back she’s angry, if they’re straight up she’s alert, if her tail is low she’s sad, etc. Reading a children’s book is harder than reading her.

✦ Cat-Like Habits || Other than her ears and tail, Tigress tends to do many cat like things. She spend a lot of her spare time either training or napping in warm patches of sun. She can growl, hiss, snarl, and roar exactly like that of a tiger. She tends to rub up against things she owns or likes. Even though she’ll never say it, she loves having her ears scratched and her belly rubbed.

| Likes |
  • Sparring
  • Cuddling
  • Milk
  • Meat
  • Swimming
  • Listening to Music
  • Playing Video Games

| Dislikes |
  • Loud Sounds
  • Thunderstorms
  • Doctors
  • Needles
  • Spicy Foods



| History |
“My life is… confusing. Growing up with an extra set of ears and a tail isn’t as awesome as you might think. I was constantly picked on, bullied, and excluded. There were the occasional kids who got curious… but I scared them all off eventually. I was an only child, so I didn’t have anyone near my age to talk to. My parents were always… distant. It was almost as if they were afraid of me too.

So I pretty much grew up raising myself. It was lonely… but I feel like I learned so much more than I ever would have if my parents tried to influence me. We were good on the whole money aspect of things, so whenever I wanted something, my parents would give it to me. I asked for martial arts lessons and they complied. But they never went to any of my matches. I would walk to and from practice. The only person who regularly kept conversation with me was my Sensei.

That was about it, really. That was my life… my childhood. But one day, when a bully got too into my face, I lashed out. I probably scarred him for life… I heard my parents talking later that day… They were discussing declawing me… removing my tail and ears. I was horrified. They spoke of me as if I was just some weird house cat. I called them out on it, and they said that they were joking. Joking?

That wasn’t too long ago. I got the letter to the school and immediately accepted it. I wanted to get as far away from these people as I could.

And now I’m going to the most prestigious school in America. I… I just want to learn to control it. My inner monster, clawing at my mind and tearing me inside out. And I hate myself for it. I can’t stop..."


So begins...

Anastasya "Tigress" Volkov's Story

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Rowan clasped the pamphlet in her hand tightly as she looked up at the gates of the large school. Havengade Heights, the most prestigious school in the country, and quite possibly the world. She knew very little about the school itself. Little whisperings here and there, a few quick news reports. The school acted on its own, not claimed by any one country. That made it more versatile to the world, able to teach things that some countries would frown upon and not following anyone one standard. Maybe that was what made it so well-off.

It was a bit hard for Rowan to believe that along with being accepted into the school, she was also accepted into the exclusive Celestian program. She had seen members of the program on TV, being welcomed by the world leaders to dine or attend parties with them. The Celestians were considered royalty to the world, the leaders of tomorrow. The pure pressure f something like that weighted down Rowan's chest. So, for a few minutes, she simply stared up at the school.

After the shock started to wear out, she pushed the button on the speaker next to the gate. "Name?" a crackly voice questioned over the speaker.

"Rowan Anderson..." she answered quietly.

There was a beep and the gates swung open. Rowan stared at it before stepping onto the school grounds. The gates slammed closed behind her and she jumped before moving forward. The Headmistress (Rowan recognized her from the picture in the pamphlet) smiled at her. "Welcome to Havengade Heights. I hope you enjoy your stay. Now, the others should be here soon if you don't mind waiting."

Rowan shook her head, turning to the plants decorating the porch instead. As her fingers ran over the leaves and flowers, the grew fuller and bloomed more as if trying to impress her. She smiled as they whispered to each other. Maybe this place would be nice.

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Alyss sat on the ledge of one of the schools high towers, she sat there legs dangling over the edge swinging her feet and coloring inside the children's coloring book in her lap. She wore a plain white shirt with an army jacket that was two sizes too big, and a long skirt with a colorful tribal print which billowed in the wind revealing that it was torn and tattered on the end. The girl hummed as she colored everything but the animals within the pages and looked up when she saw tiny movement far below and smiled. She had been there for hours without going inside and instead waiting for someone else to come and now that they had finally come she was ready to make her entrance.

Alyss stood up taking in a deep breath dropping the coloring book and letting it fall down to a small grassy court yard below, before following after it she stepped off the ledge plummeting downward allowing herself to fall only stopping herself a few feet before the ground. Alyss smiled and took off toward the front room, the school was a maze and she tried her hardest not to be seen by people before she got to the front room, kind of like a game and she was winning. When she had made it to the front room the dot she had seen from her vantage point had now turned into a person, when she saw this she became giddy with excitement and flew straight up to the stranger.

"Hi who are you, what's your name? Where do you come from? Do you have any friends? Will you be my friend? Too late, I've already decided it we're going to be good friends. You smell really nice." Not having had any contact with people in over a year this was the first time that she had talked to a person other than herself and she was quite nervous but at the same time over joyed that maybe there was someone like her, someone who understood her.

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“The most prestigious school in America, eh? Sure looks like it…” Tigress grumbled to herself as she surveyed the immense building on front of her. The hood over her head and headphone cord dangling by her neck made her look like some teenage delinquent preparing to vandalize the beautiful piece of property.

Her bright blue eyes scanned the large, expensive looking gate. “You’d think that they would open the gate…” Instead of searching for someway to unlock it, she was sizing it up, estimating its height. It looked to be only about fifteen feet tall, maybe less. Probably one of the best and worst things about being on her own was the fact that she had no parents to tell her what to do. Perhaps if they had been there with her, they would’ve noticed the speaker by the gate.

Tigress smirked her white, toothy smile. “I can clear that easy.” Thank goodness she only had a backpack with her. She walked backwards a few steps, just enough so that she could get a nice running start. After she had moved back a sizable distance, Tigress rolled her shoulders, staring down the gate.

With a sharp intake of breath, Tigress was off. Her feet pounded against the earth as she sprinted forwards, her arms swinging with every stride to build up more speed. Once she was about as far away that the gate is high, she planted both of her feet on the ground, bent her knees, and leapt forwards and upwards. For a few short moments, she was flying. Her tail immediately moved out from under her shirt and helped angle her body so she wouldn’t land on her face. Her hood also fell to her shoulders so her round-tipped extra set of ears were exposed.

This was one of the times she would’ve liked to go back in time and try what she had done again. At first, Tigress thought she was going to land rather smoothly. Her feet were to first things to hit the ground, but she had forgotten to account for the forward momentum. So she tuck-and-rolled, curling up, and did indeed roll. A few times. But from the roll she immediately leapt to her feet in an attempt to recover the little bit of dignity she had.

A light shade of pink settled on her cheeks as she stood and dusted herself off. “Smooth…” She grumbled to herself. Her tail swished and swayed back and forth behind her. Her fuzzy ears perked on her head, swiveling in the direction of sounds. The voice in her head rang out..
You are not alone.


Tigress’ body stiffened into alertness. She glanced around her, her nose twitching. “This is a school for people like me… I’m sure everything is fine.” She did her best to relax as she gazed upon the two other girls in the area.

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Tom stood, for several minutes, looking through the metal gate, up at the school. It was fancy, it looked too fancy for someone like him and so he had come to the conclusion that it operated like Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters, a school for people with unearthly abilities. The letter he had received did it's job in ensuring him that.

He stood for several more seconds, eyeing people in the courtyard, before noticing the buzzer at the side of the gate. He pushed his messenger bag to his side, and pressed the button. An annoying voice was heard through the speaker. "Name?" It questioned.

Tom frowned at the box, whoever was on the other side of the microphone needed to relax, they sounded way too serious.

"Please? Manners don't cost a thing. I'm Tom." The gate remained closed. "Uh--Thomas Brody?" The buzzer made a beeping sound before the gates swung open slowly, pleased with himself, Tom sauntered into the courtyard.

Walking forward he noticed not many other people, a girl stood over near the porch playing with the flowers, a girl talking to her; Tom presumed they were friends, and the girl closest to him... she had a tail--and cat ears.

"They're dropping us straight into it then..." He quietly told himself. On the outside Tom seemed fine, if not tired. On the inside he was near meltdown, all his life he had believed he was alone, the only human being with an unnatural ability, today he was proved wrong.

"Welcome to Havengade Heights." Tom jumped as a woman welcomed him, he hadn't seen her approach. "If you would kindly wait here with your classmates, the rest shall arrive soon." She gave a warm smile and carried on walking. He eyed her as she walked off, shoulders back and chin up.

Tom pushed his hand through his hair with a sigh and sat on a waist high wall. He wasn't sure what to make of this place yet, other than all of this was way out of his comfort zone. He pulled his phone from his pocket and focused on notifications in an attempt to block his surroundings out.

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It was a peaceful day at the school as the new students filed in. Quiet. Almost serene...

This calm was a horrible, horrible thing, which absolutely had to go. Kevin felt obligated to correct this sin in the only way he knew how. Revving the engine of his silver 1967 Ford GT500(V8 watercooled stick-shift), he used his powers of metal manipulation to open the gates on his own and tear into the main courtyard blasting AC/DC's Shoot to Thrill, all while standing on the roof of the car and playing along on his Stratocaster, keeping the car going by holding down the metal behind the pedal and steering in the same manner. As the song finished up, he jumped off the GT500 with a flourish and spread his arms wide in a grand display.

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THE GRAND MASTER OF CEREMONIES KEVIN STIHL HAS RETURNED!" he proclaimed, his voice echoing in the now silent-due-to-shock-at-the-absurdity courtyard. With a grin on his face and a kiss blown to the Headmistress(also making a mental note of the new Greenthumb), he placed the guitar in the back of his car, then moved the entire thing over to a more suitable parking spot ten feet over. "So," he said more to himself than anything afterwards, "WHAT, perchance, could be new this ye-"

The reason behind the miracle that is shutting up Kevin was him seeing the catgirl that had just finished up what looked to be an impromptu gymnastics routine. Now, see, Kevin had one major problem with any form of catgirl that didn't exceed 15% cat, this major problem being that his author had a specific fetish for them which, naturally, ended up leaving Kevin stuck with it as well. And yes, Kevin took every opportunity he could to curse the man for that. Without missing a beat, he walked over to the girl and took out an extra set of guitar strings from his pocket, the metals quickly melding into a ball and reforming as a rose, which he held out to her.

"Pardon me for asking, but are you new here? I ask because I think I'd remember a face that beautiful." he said gently, his eyebrow crooked up just so, and his eyes twinkling just enough that he didn't look like he was using his powers to do so. "If you'd like, I could give you a tour of the school, maybe even grab you something to eat?"

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Andy sat quietly as the couch moving slowly towards the Havengade Heights. Right now, he didn't seem to believe where he was going either. He opened the letter and read it once again, just to confirm like a hundred times for now. It's so hard to believe isn't it? A moment ago, Andy was just an Asian gay study at a normal university with a normal job like any other Americans would, and now, he's on his way to the most prestigious school in the whole States, probably the whole world.

After a few hours of travelling, he finally got to his destination. Andy got off at a station and then walking to school by his own. It wasn't very far though. When he got there, he saw a fancy school with so many facilities. Well yeah, every students in this country have the same dream: to have to privilege to study here. Though this school is very mysterious. But at least Andy knows that he'd meet people who are also like him here.

Standing before Andy and the school's grounds is a huge metallic gate. Suddenly, some sparks tingling between his fingers. But before he could thought of something mischivious, a voice from the speaker from the wall next to the gate asked, "Name?"

Andy frowned, whoever speak must be some old, big, bad teacher if they speak in a serious tone like that. "They might be the richest school around here, but that didn't mean they can treat people like they wanted?", Andy thought.

"Andy Cho", he answered. After that, there was a beep and then the gate slowly opened. Andy then makes his way into the courtyard. A woman wearing an office suit and glasses came towards and greeted him, "Welcome to Havengade Heights. Please stand over there with your soon-to-be companions to wait, the rest should be here soon."

"My pleasure", Andy smiled and bowed to her before went to the group who were standing there. There were a boy with wearing glasses focusing with his phone, and another boy flirting with the a girl while the girls are talking with each others. "Hi. I guess you guys are also the "gifted" who was summoned here then? Nice to meet you", Andy said and gave them a heart-warming smile. "It seems that most of everyone are already here now"
, he thought.

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"Harley hit me" her brother yelled in the jeep. Harley always sat in the front, but today she used her black converse as an extended arm to smack her well deserving brother in the arm.
"No I didn't you snot nosed twirp" she countered, looking in the back seat. Her Father let out a simple huff, turning the music up in the car.
"Yes she did. Dad she's lying. She hit me in the arm, see Daddy" Erick whined, pushing his "red" arm forward. Her Father finally had enough.
"Harley stop abusing your brother" he commanded in a gruff tone.
"He called me mental" Harley said with her eyebrows furrowed.
"Well you are mental"
"You aren't helping Father" she commented with annoyance. "Glad to know you think so highly of me" she frowned, resting her now throbbing head against the window. All the things she needed were in her large bag. She told her father to drop her off at the gates, and barely she waved goodbye. In school she worked her ass off to get to Havengade Heights, and he had the nerve to call her mental? Bullshit.

At the gates she pushed the black button.
"Name" a monotone voice seemed to say.
"Harley Jean Beretta" she sighed, taking some pills from her pocket and swallowing them quickly. She was sure to others she looked like a junkie at times if they were to see how often she took the pills. It wasn't her fault she got quick headaches. The gates opened and an older woman approached her. She looked somewhat familiar, like she had seen her before.
"Welcome to Havengade Heights. The others are within the gates waiting. Feel free to get acquainted, you are the last arrival" the woman said with a warm smile.
"Uh sweet, thanks" Harley said awkwardly before quickly sauntering past the large gates. Already she was getting the vibes of others. Finding a spot on the grass that was shaded by a tiny tree she sat down, observing the others quietly. One of the girls had a damn tail. She knew this was going to be an interesting school.
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""Hi who are you, what's your name? Where do you come from? Do you have any friends? Will you be my friend? Too late, I've already decided it we're going to be good friends. You smell really nice."

Rowan stepped back a bit as she was hit with many questions from a fairly random girl. She was shy, immensely so, and her grandmother accounted it as her biggest flaw. She shifted the violin case from one hand to the other nervously. "I-I'm Rowan," she said with a flustered blush. She hated it when she stuttered. "I'm from Colorado... No, I don't have many friends... Thank you?"

She slowly lifted her eyes to look at the other girl when she finally saw the people that had joined them. A girl with a tail and cat ears, a kind of cute brown-haired guy-Rowan's blush deepened at that thought-, a guy flirting with the cat-eared girl, an Asian kid, and a girl that had separated herself from the group. "Okay, looks as if we're all here," the Headmistress said. "Now, as you know. You are all very gifted individuals, which is why you have been selected for the Celestian program as well. First, we will get your uniforms outfitted, you may were your street clothes until they are tailored. Boys dorms are on the west side of the school," she pointed in that direction before pointing opposite of it. "Girls dorms are in that direction. Each dorm building has a common room as well as it's own small library. Celestian members only room with Celestian members. You must be in your dorm building by nine on the weekdays and ten on the weekends. Lights out is not until midnight everyday. On the weekends, you are allowed to leave school premises, but you must be in the gates by nine thirty. Each member of the Celestian program has an allowance of two hundred dollars a week. This can be increased by taking on-campus jobs.

"You are expected to follow all of these rules, or you will be expelled from Havengade. Now, the Celestian program will be explained more in depth next week when you have your first meeting. Any questions so far?"


"Who will are roommates be?" Rowan asked quietly.

"Good question," the headmistress nodded her head. "I'll read the list now. Assigned to Room 16 in the girls' dorms: Rowan Anderson and Alyss Thomason. Room 18 in the girls' dorms: Anastasya Volkov and Harley Berretta. Room 41 in the boys' dorms: Thomas Brody and Kevin Stihl. Andy Cho, you are currently unassigned to a room. No room exchanges. Any other questions?"

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Tigress did her best not to attract attention, though she found that rather difficult to do considering she had a tail with a mind of its own squirming behind her. As people began to show up, she found herself trying harder to keep a safe distance, more for their protection opposed to her own. As some strange person crashed loudly through the gates, Tigress practically jumped out of her skin. The loud roar of the car’s engine made her flinch, and her ears flatten to her head. She curled up her lips, her eyes flashing momentarily with anger.

The driver’s loud proclamation of entry made Tigress grimace, his bellowing voice echoed through her head.

"WHAT, perchance, could be new this ye-"

As their gazes lock, Tigress muttered “Oh no..”

He approached her, despite the fact that the shock and distaste she was feeling was obvious by her facial expression. Tigress would admit that she found his powers interesting…

"Pardon me for asking, but are you new here? I ask because I think I'd remember a face that beautiful." Tigress raised her eyebrow as she glanced at the metal rose. "If you'd like, I could give you a tour of the school, maybe even grab you something to eat?"

Tigress blinked slowly, as if she was trying to comprehend the situation. Despite her confusion, she reached out and took the rose silently, staring at the metal object. She held it up, as if inspecting its craftsmanship.

He seems powerful. He would create strong children.

Not helping.

A scowl on her face, Tigress returned her sharp glare to the man before her. With a quick flash of her claws, her rose was cut in half, both pieces falling to the ground. “Thanks for the offer, but why ask a question and then assume the answer?” She tilted her head to the side ever so slightly, her ears twitching. She crossed her arms. “Yes, I am new. But, I am not interested in a wanna-be-Romeo-womanizer.”

And with that, Tigress turned and listened to the announcements made by the Headmistress. "... Room 18 in the girls' dorms: Anastasya Volkov and Harley Berretta..."

I hate that name… I wonder if I could get it changed to Tigress… And Harley? I’m not one to judge, but it is intriguing…


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Tom was absent mindedly scrolling past useless status updates from people he didn't care for, he certainly didn't need to know about how their dog just learned to roll over for treats. All of a sudden the peace was ruined by the roar of an engine, a classic looking car came bellowing through the open gate and around the lot.

Right about then is where Tom would have usually sunk his head back down, ignoring the loud newcomer, but instead his mouth dropped when he noticed the man stood on top of the vehicle, his arms in the air. "Wow--you're a jackass." Tom scowled under his breath, he didn't quite agree with the show-off kind of attitude.

Looking around Tom noted the appearance of more students, one was an Asian guy, who bowed to the woman who welcomed him, Tom presumed she worked here, and a girl, who broke off from the group to sit on the grass.

Looking back down, Tom scrolled past more mind-numbingly boring updates from people he once knew. He brought his head back up when the woman of authority started explaining the rules to the group. "...Any questions?"

"Who will our room-mates be?" Tom turned to look at the girl with the question, and he recognised her as the girl that was admiring the flowers before. Tom turned back to the woman and listened for his name.

"...Room 41 in the boys' dorms: Thomas Brody and Kevin Stihl..." He looked over to Kevin, who seemed to be chatting up the girl with the tail, rather unsuccessfully.

"Great..." Tom dropped his attention back to his phone, as far as he was aware, the conversation had concluded, all of his questions had been answered. Picking up his bag from the wall as he pocketed his phone, Tom threw up the peace sign with his index and middle finger, and began walking to his dorm. He wasn't one to stick around to socialise.

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As the students started to enter she began to sink to the ground till her bare feet lay flat on the cool cobblestone, in the past she had known people to be very afraid of her unnatural abilities. This confused her at first because she assumed everyone could do things like she could, when it turned out she was right her hopes were high and she was eager to meet the people who shared her uniqueness. But for the sake of the possible comfort of others she would stay on the ground.... for now.

In all honesty Alyss was there purely out of curiosity once she had learned all that she wanted she would probably get bored of it in a week and pull a disappearing act. As each of her fellow students arrived she studied them intently a huge smile on her face while still yammering on to her new found friend. Finally when the head mistress began speaking she scoffed at almost everything that she said, Uniforms? yeah right. Curfew? no thanks. Sleeping in a room? not a chance. All of these things conflicted with what Alyss was used to so far, she slept outside and fell asleep whenever and where ever she wanted and wore whatever clothes presented themselves to her, this did not include stuffy uniforms. Next thing she knew they were going to tell that she couldn't fly anywhere she went, the last thing she was going to do was walk around like some common person, pppfffttt.

"...Assigned to Room 16 in the girls' dorms: Rowan Anderson and Alyss Thomason." Alyss grabbed Rowan's arm shaking it back and forth, her smile and eyes were wild with excitement as she gave a high pitched squeal, "we're gonna be roommates!' As if the girl hadn't heard the answer to her own question. Alyss gripped the leather strap to the messenger bag that hung across over her shoulder. It was the only thing she carried wherever she went that held the few things she needed and held dear. "Should we go now?!"

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Harley rolled her eyes at all the rules. Did they expect her to follow that? Harley wasn't a rebellious person. Normally she followed rules. But it sounded like they wanted to chain her down, something she couldn't handle. One did not simply chain Harley down...no no. Her heart seemed to stop at the mentions of uniforms. She had to wear a preppy school girl outfit? Hell to the no. If they made her wear that, she would have some issues. No corsets, no tight pants, no kick ass jewelry? She didn't know if she could stand it.

Harley fiddled with the multiple rings on her fingers. She had one on each finger as normal.
"... Room 18 in the girls' dorms: Anastasya Volkov and Harley Berretta..." the woman said, making Harley groan more internally. Now she had a cat as a roommate. Lovely. The pills she took earlier were beginning to kick in thankfully. She had a feeling she would need to take a lot of them to deal with this preppy school.

Looking to the direction of the female dorms she stood up from her spot on the grass, a boy walking past with a peace sign held up as he left.

Walking over to the girl named Anastasya she waved. A metal rose was fallen on the ground, and a boy in front of her.
"No means to break up whatever is going on, but I just thought I should say hello, seeing I'm your roommate" she said with a small smile, awkwardly looking around. Being telepathic Harley could read the minds of others, as well as project her own voice into theirs. She had also found that she could overload the minds of people. A trick she used on her Dad on a few occasions.

The only tell-tale sign to know when Harley was using her abilities was the slight change of eye color. From a crystal blue to a light lilac her eyes would turn. Often she wore sunglasses when out and about to conceal her eyes due to the random readings she would do.
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Before anyone could make another move something happened, a peculiar gust of wind blew through the collection of people passing each person in turn first Thomas then Anastasya, Andy and so on. When the dust settled one extra body stood hands cupped standing proud in the center of the group with a smirk on his face looking around expectantly. "Ah, everyone this is Ryan Evans he will be with part of the Celestian Program and rooming with Mr. Cho. He arrived a month ago and is currently late to the first meeting," the woman gave him a look and he averted he glance by looking at the ground his smile dropping for a split instance before picking it back up again and looking at Harley as he gave a soft, "hi," his eyes were practically shinning as he opened up his cupped hands to release a small yellow butterfly which dwindled on his scared fingertips before taking flight up into the air. Ry wasn't watching its progress as it fluttered in the sky instead he was watching Harley's face so much so that he didn't see the butterfly make its way onto his head and climb through his messy hair.

This lasted only a few seconds before the boy seem to disappear in a gust of wind only to reappear standing on the outside of the group the butterfly lay in a crumbled heap where he had once stood. "You can refer to me as Ry, yes like the bread, I practically know the ins and outs of this building don't disturb me do not talk to me and most of all," here Ry gave a smile and a wink, "don't even entertain the delusion that we're going to become best buddies, because believe me when I say I don't know any of you and I already hate you." Ry held up a thumbs up with a big smile before turning his thumb down and making a mock pouty face.

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It seems that everybody was too busy with their own business, so they didn't seem to gave much interaction with each other much. Andy sighed, "This is going to be a pain." He went to stood with the group until the woman who greeted him earlier came towards them and began to inducing about their upcoming days at this school and where they're going to stay.

"Okay, looks as if we're all here," the woman said. "Now, as you know. You are all very gifted individuals, which is why you have been selected for the Celestian program as well. First, we will get your uniforms outfitted, you may were your street clothes until they are tailored. Boys dorms are on the west side of the school," she pointed in that direction before pointing opposite of it. "Girls dorms are in that direction. Each dorm building has a common room as well as it's own small library. Celestian members only room with Celestian members. You must be in your dorm building by nine on the weekdays and ten on the weekends. Lights out is not until midnight everyday. On the weekends, you are allowed to leave school premises, but you must be in the gates by nine thirty. Each member of the Celestian program has an allowance of two hundred dollars a week. This can be increased by taking on-campus jobs."

Then when the girl asked about their teammates, the woman explained to them, but to Andy's part, "...Andy Cho, you are currently unassigned to a room. No room exchanges. Any other questions?"

"Wait a minute", Andy raised his arm and asked, "if I'm unassigned, then where do I suppose to stay?"

"Oh I forgot. You'll be staying at Room 19 all by yourself until another student arrive", she stated.

"Thanks", he smiled to her and said. "Well, staying all by myself wasn't going to be that bad, I guess", he thought.

But just as they started to move to their rooms, suddenly a gust of wind from nowhere blew through them, makes Andy shivered a bit and a boy appeared. The woman then introduced him as Ryan Evans, so Ry, as he called himself. It seems that Andy have found his roommate in the most unexpected moment.

The boy's entrance somehow made Andy irritated a bit earlier. But now, his attitudes totally pissed Andy off. "Seriously? I have to put up with this jerk from now?! What the hell is going on with this damn school? Does anyone around here have any manners at all?!", Andy thought as he grinded his teeth in anger as electrical sparks began to appeared from his skin. But he decided that it wouldn't be a good thing to do to storm off in the first day, so he calmed himself down and took a deep breath.

"Okay. If there aren't going to be any more surprises, I'm off. See you guys later", Andy stepped forward , turned his back and said to the group with a smile before taking his luggage with him to his room. He walked through his soon-to-be roommate with disdain. "This is going to be hell", he sighed, "but if that guy dare to touch just a finger on me, he has put his finger into an electric socket."

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Kevin grinned as the rose sliced in half, immediately reforming it back as if it hadn't been cut before it hit the ground, then returning the form back into strings that leapt into his hand.

"Men aren't allowed to expect no for an answer?" he said as he slid the strings into his pocket, pausing to let the Headmistress make her speech to the newbs. Once she finished, he took off to his room, waving to the catgirl and her roommate and completely ignoring the new kid attempting to show off. That was HIS schtick. The walk back to the dorms was brief, and made it rather pointless to bring the GT500 along, but it had his stuff and Kevin was feeling lazy. Not even bothering to use his key as he slid the pins into place inside the lock, he opened the door and left it that way as he walked over to the window and opened that as well. On cue, three bags came flying up, having been hoisted by the zippers and metal he'd woven into the fabric from his car. See, Kevin's previous experiences here had taught him to constantly be on the lookout for metals to use during menial tasks, and he would be damned if he wasn't going to use his parent's lack of care and enormous bank accounts to prepare as such. With a quick motion, the bags flew to the bed he would be using and unzipped, ready to be unloaded. Glad to see everything proper, he turned to see his new roommate already there.

"Look," he said, leaning back on the wall by the window, "I can tell you seem to think I'm kind of an ass. And maybe I am a bit of a showoff. But the last thing I want is a roommate who I can't tolerate or vice versa, so if you ever feel I'm being too much, just say so, alright? Name's Kevin, pleasure to meet you, man." Kevin said, smiling warmly as he extended a hand to shake, both as a greeting and as a peace offering.

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Tigress only flicked her ears as a sudden gust of wind blew past her. She knew its wasn’t the wind. The new scent of a male caused her to realize that they had a speedy gonzales in the school. The speedy male’s introduction made Tigress visibly grimace. Why is this whole school full of assholes…?

Once he was done, Tigress turned her attention back to the male in front of her. "Men aren't allowed to expect no for an answer?" She only shrugged her shoulders as he left. I can already tell that that won’t be the last I’ll be seeing of him…

Tigress sighed deeply and ran her fingers through her hair, careful to avoid touching her ears. Her icy blue gaze flicked over to the raven-haired girl in front of her who introduced herself as Tigress new roommate.
“So you must be Harley.” Tigress’ attentive eyes swept up and down Harley’s body, taking in every small detail.

She is very pretty.

I agree.

“My name is Anastasya, but you can call me Tigress. Shall we walk to our room together?” Tigress offered, nodding in the direction of the female dorms.


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Tom simply nodded at Kevin, he acknowledged and appreciated the offer of unlocking the door for him if he needed it, Kevin having the ability to manipulate metal, but the concept of an unreachable area didn't exist to Tom, the teleporter.

"I can-" He was cut off by another voice, Tom turned to look at the newcomer to the room.

"This is cute no I mean it this is really cute this little thing you got going on here, no, no don't mind me please continue with your... whatever this. Sausage fest slash make out session, anyway I just wanted to check out the new meat or in this kids case old meat." Tom didn't recognise him from the courtyard and assumed from his unlikable tone and attitude that he'd been here longer than others. "It's been lovely to meet you ladies but I must be off now on to bigger and better things. Oh, also one more thing is whatever you do, stay away from the Madam Pencilskirt trust me. Consider this the only help I'm giving you." This soul quickly brought Tom to the conclusion that this school was filled with pompous assholes that think they know everything.

As he took off again the room was stricken with silence. Tom just eyed the door that was now open. Looking at Kevin Tom realised he didn't seem like the happiest guy in the world, guesses were he didn't like being told what's up.

It wasn't even a minute or two before Kevin got to his feet and cleared the door, the scuffling of feet was heard and he burst back through the door, pulling the same guy by the metal in his clothes. He threw him against the wall and tightened what looked like guitar strings around his throat.

"There are few things I do not tolerate, newbie--" Tom didn't wait to hear any more of what he had to say and quite literally vanished from the room in what would look like a fraction of a second, no noise, no flashy explosions of colour or visuals, no outward force, he just silently and instantly vanished.

In an unmeasurable amount of time he appeared right in the middle of the group of new students that were still waiting in the courtyard, and addressed nobody in particular, rather loudly in the hopes that staff would still be lingering, "There are people already killing each other. Like already." Tom had very few noticeable personality traits, and violent was definitely not one of them. The second anything stressful made itself apparent, that was Tom's cue to leave. "Can we get a clean-up in isle my dorm-room?"

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Harley smiled slightly when her roommate said her name. She nodded simply in response.
“My name is Anastasya, but you can call me Tigress. Shall we walk to our room together?” the feline girl said, looking towards the female dorms. Again, Harley nodded her head, but on accident, instead of responding to the girl aloud - she ended up speaking to her telepathically. 'Sounds like a plan' was what she had projected. At the realization of what she accidentally did, she quickly apologized, verbally this time.
"Sorry about that" she said awkwardly.
A gust of wind hit the group before another male showed up on campus. She raised a brow at the speedy entrance. He said his piece before leaving, just as quick as he came. This was for sure going to be an interesting school.

She began walking in the direction of the female dorms. While walking she heard the sound of one of the guys that had previously left to the male dorms, saying something witty about his violent roommates or something. She was curious to see who the trouble maker was. As she walked away with her new feline roommate, she decided to spark up a conversation. She had a blatant idea of who the verdict was, but nothing was for certain, especially now. Linking minds with the guy she believed was named Thomas, she asked a question telepathically. 'Was the trouble maker the metal head?'

Her gaze went over to the girl who seemed to be a cat...or some sort of feline.
"If you don't mind me asking, what animal are you exactly?" she asked. Harley was full of questions for everyone. She wondered how the cat like girl would react to water and such. They arrived at the dorm, and Harley quickly made her way through the room that was supposed to theirs.
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With the slight nod of her roommate, Tigress’ smile grew a bit more real.
“Sounds like a plan.”

Tigress’ entire body tensed and her tail fluffed up, standing up straight behind her. "Sorry about that.” If Harley’s apology hadn’t been so genuine, Tigress probably would’ve snapped at her. Her jaw clenched as she counted down from ten in her head. Once she hit one, she let out a deep, heavy breath from her mouth. She did her best to ignore the commotion going on around them, and focused on keeping herself calm.

“Its…. Fine.” She lowered her tail, hoping the fur on it would do the same. Oh my goodness… they roomed with Professor X’s reincarnate.

She’s going to find out...


Find out what?

Shut up.

Tigress walked beside her roommate as they began to make their way to their dorms. She stared down at her feet as she walked, her ears twitching and making sure she doesn’t bump into a wall or something. She could feel someone’s gaze on her, so she raised her own and looked at Harley curiously.

"If you don't mind me asking, what animal are you exactly?"

Before she could stop herself, Tigress let out a hearty chuckle. “My nickname is Tigress, so I must be part panther.” She giggled, flashing her toothy grin. “Technically, I’m mostly human, but I’m somewhere around 7% Siberian Tiger.” She answered, shifted her backpack on her shoulders. “Its fun answering questions about my powers. They’re very odd, really… You’d be surprised how many feline stereotypes I adhere to.” Like being pet…
She said that last bit in her head, another light blush appearing on her cheeks.


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Tom didn't have to wait a second before a girl came literally hovering over to him. "Where? Take me there." She seemed excited about the revelation that super-powered humans were fighting, using said all-powerful abilities.

It wasn't a few seconds more after that he heard a voice in his head, questioning him about the participants of the fight. He silently answered what he presumed was a telepath back, with a thought. "Yeah, it's him--wait--are you in my thoughts?" Tom shook of the voice in his head and grabbed the girl who had hovered towards him and instantly appeared in the dorm room where Kevin had the guy held up against the wall, straight away Tom could see that the guy was choking and grasping for air.

In one swift movement Tom let go of the girl and grabbed the kid being held by the metal in his clothes and teleported him with himself back out into the courtyard. All the metal he was being held by would simply have vanished from his clothing and would still be being held by Kevin.

"I already fucking quit, we're literally the most dangerous things on this planet as of right now. Whoever runs this op decided it's an okay idea to drop emotional and hormonal as fuck, superhuman and super-powered teenagers in one small confined space all at once. I've literally already had enough." He shouted his words so as many people as possible could hear. "I don't particularly find this situation very appealing, I've been here maybe an hour and I nearly witness a murder, great program you've got here, really amazing stuff."

Not wanting to waste any more time Tom teleported straight out of sight of whoever may have been watching and the silence came back to whoever may have been listening. He gave the school the one chance it needed and it messed up within the hour. Tom may not have been happy with the result but it was better to find out the true nature of the school early rather than late, that nature being the staff do nothing while the kids show off and use their powers on each other and unrestricted.

Tom appeared in his bedroom back at home, and laid on the bed. He'd go back for his stuff another day.

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Harley wasn't sure if the feline girl was about to bite her or not. Did she bite? A lot of cats did. Did she have claws, like...sharp ones? Harley had many questions. The pains of being an inquisitive person for sure.
“Its…. Fine.” Tigeress said slowly, making Harley give herself a mental note to never accidentally "talk" to her again. She listened to the girl as she spoke. It was a sort of obvious give away, her name being Tigress and all, but Harley could never be sure. For all she knew, she could have been a tabby cat calling herself a tiger in the need of seeming powerful, she didn't know. Harley was glad her roommate didn't have some sort of stick up her ass, she actually had a sense of humor.

"That's awesome. I'd make a terrible feline. Though I wonder if you have 9 lives?" she said jokingly, hoping not to offend the girl. She didn't really understand why she was blushing, but she did make a note of it. When they arrived to the door of their room, she opened it - but then heard another voice in her head. It was the guy she talked to earlier.
"Yeah, it's him--wait--are you in my thoughts?"
"More or less, yeah. Sorry if I'm freaking you out, I just had to know. Are you doing okay, your head feels a bit tense. That sounds strange now that I think about it...my bad" she said back telepathically to wherever the guy had gone. Of course her abilities had side effects. Headaches were the main ones. Whenever she tried doing the more "fancy" things with her abilities however, she began bleeding from her nose. If she were to guess, she could probably pass out if she tried doing something risque. Truth be told, Harley really didn't know the extent of her abilities. For sure she knew she could talk to people, and give them headaches, but that was it.

Entering the dorm she wasn't that horrified. She thought it would be terrible, but it wasn't to her surprise.
"You can pick which bed you want, it doesn't really matter to me" which was true. She didn't have a preference, but she did know that if she got headaches, she would need to close those blinds on the window.
"Since you sort of told me what you do, it's only fair I share as well. You probably already can guess, but I'm a telepath. I do fun things with my mind" she grinned slightly before setting her backpack by a wall. She was still not excited to get uniforms. Harley would have to edit them a bit.
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"That's awesome. I'd make a terrible feline. Though I wonder if you have 9 lives?"

“Hah, I wish.” Tigress chuckled. “That would be a nice thing for me to be able to fall back on.” She smiled, glad that she and her roommate were getting along rather nicely.

The walk to their room remained quiet after that, much to Tigress’ dimay. She was enjoying their little chit chatting. As they stepped into the room, Tigress already knew she would hate it. Her own bedroom was a different story, but when it came to confinement, Tigress tended to get very antsy in small, enclosed spaces, especially considering she would be sharing this room with someone else. Harley seemed like a rather chill person, which Tigress was thankful for, but they had only just met. It probably wouldn’t be long before she ended up scared of her or annoyed by her antics. Tigress sighed.

"You can pick which bed you want, it doesn't really matter to me."

Tigress bit her bottom lip as her gaze traveled from one bed to the other. She hated making decisions that affected others, even in little ways like this. Despite the fact that she probably could’ve considered what Harley would’ve wanted, she appeased her own selfish whims instead. “I’ll take the one closer to the window.” She immediately moved towards that bed, tossing her bag onto the covers.

With yet another heavy sigh, Tigress flopped onto the bed. Her tense muscles were already relaxing due to the soft blankets underneath her. “I could use a nice warm meal and a nap…-” Her words were cut off by a loud yawn. She looked rather cat like while performing this action, her ears flicking back and her tongue curling slightly. While she sat in this semi-sleepy state, she couldn’t help but think about Harley’s powers. Perhaps she should tell her about Dea…

Perhaps I should speak to her myself?

Tigress groaned softly as if she were in distress, though it could be considered more of a growl.
No! I really don’t feel like dealing with you right now...

In an attempt to ignore the annoying second voice in her head, she turned her attention back to Harley. “So… You can read people’s thoughts and talk through them, right?” Tigress said as she sat up. “What about doing things like… I don’t know… taking control of other people’s bodies?” She asked a bit cautiously, not wanting to get on her roommates bad side already.


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"And don't forget to be polite," Aiden's mom said for maybe the dozenth time on that excruciatingly long car ride. "We don't want to hear you've been ignoring your teachers."

Aiden groaned, wishing for also the dozenth time (and counting) that his parents had flaunted the wealth a little by getting one of those limos with a jacuzzi in the back. Outside. Where he couldn't hear this. "C'mon, I know my grades aren't great, but it's not like I just-"

"Fall asleep in class, snark at your teachers, ignore your homework until the last possible moment and generally completely waste the time spent in school?" His mom finished, shooting him a disapproving look. "We're not TV parents, Aiden. We know what you get up to. The only reason you pass your classes at all is because you're actually smart enough to scrape a grade with barely any study."

Her son grinned broadly. "Exactly!" He exclaimed. "I don't need to study a lot, so I'm clear."

Miriam Ashland-Dyre sighed, rolling her eyes. "Aiden, this is serious. This is probably the best boarding school in the country, and the only one that can teach you to control..." she trailed off uncertainly, still uncomfortable around the subject.

"My super-awesome power of the storm?" Aiden supplied, still grinning. "Chillax, they wouldn't go to all this trouble and not check my record, right? They know what to expect." The car, an expensive-looking Italian model in bright, sporty red, pulled into the driveway of the school. Aiden hadn't even noticed them getting closer. Probably all the trees blocking his view.

Turning the ignition off, his mother turned around to look at him fully, eyes full of concern. "You can't just act like it doesn't matter. The time you spend here could determine your whole future-" Aiden winced. There was that word. "-and just because you got away with it at Eastside High doesn't mean they'll let you off as easy here."

The teenager sighed, pushing down his irritation at the subject coming up yet again. "Look, if it makes you feel better, I promise I'll try and pay attention this time. Who knows? Maybe the teachers won't be complete windbags."

"And if they are?"

"I'll... Also try?"

It was Miriam's turn to sigh again. "I guess it will have to do. I don't really have anymore room to try and convince you. But please, put some real effort into this, for your own sake."

Aiden nodded, uncomfortable with the serious moment. "Yeah... I will." He wasn't sure if he was being honest, and especially wasn't sure if that would be better or worse. He unbuckled his seatbelt and leaned forward to give his mother a kiss on the cheek. "Love you," he said, smiling. "See you when the holidays roll around."

With a final exchange of goodbyes he finally left the car, pulling along with him a backpack and duffel bag. He looked up at the impressive, wrought-iron gates - unlocked, he noted after a moment's testing - and drew back a step. Making sure his mom's car was well out of sight, he lifted up a foot and kicked the gates right in the middle, preceeded by a rush of wind that threw them wide open. "Congratulations!" He yelled to all those assembled, striding in. "I have arrived to take the school by..." And just then he noticed that the front yard was absolutely deserted. "...storm."

Aiden slumped, seeming to deflate - not that anyone was around to notice. "Oh, come on," he said loudly, to God or Buddha or Spongebob or whoever might be listening. "Entrance like that and there's no one around? What do you call that?" Grumbling further under his breath he strode onto the campus and looked around for the boys' dorm. This might have been easier if he knew where it was or what it looked like. He did vaguely recall there being a map on the brochure, but he also recalled using it for lightning bolt target practice.

Chuckling fondly at the memory, he entered a building at random, noting with hope that it looked pretty dorm-like and completely missing the sign that denoted it as the girls' dorm. "Hello?" He called out, looking around. "Anyone here? Awesome has entered the building! No need to be shy, I am a humble god." Aiden was a firm believer in good first impressions.

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Harley went to take the bed she didn't, and picked up her things to put them there. She had a plethora of things, that she didn't know where to put. She watched as Tigress laid down onto her bed.
"I could use a nice warm meal and a nap…-” her roommate yawned. It was at that moment that Harley knew for sure that she was a cat. Not that she didn't believe it before, but now it was set in stone.

She went to sit onto her own bed, and found it to be rather comfortable. It was soft like she liked it, she practically sunk in the mattress. It did make her feel rather comfortable. It wasn't like her hard bed at home. Truthfully even though she had only been there a few minutes, and there had already been an altercation between other people - she felt much more at ease. These were all freaks like her. Even though she hated that term, it was true. They weren't normal, and it wasn't their choice to be what they were. She resented her Father for his decision. Harley is a firm believer in choosing your own path, that was not her choice, and it will forever change her life.

“So… You can read people’s thoughts and talk through them, right?” her new roomie said as she sat up. “What about doing things like… I don’t know… taking control of other people’s bodies?” Tigress continued, asking Harley questions. She was just as inquisitive about Harley's abilities as Harley was hers.
"Well I mean, I can talk through people, and read their thoughts, yes. So that always came in handy when my Father thought he could lie to me. To be brutally honest I don't know the full extent of my abilities, as I have never been able to fully experiment with people. I try to be mindful of others. I often feel like my abilities are an invasion of people's privacy, so I only do it when I feel necessary" Harley explained with a shrug.

"As for taking control of people's bodies, I don't know, I've never tried to completely function another person's brain. Though I can give people major headaches, and I guess if I really tried I could disrupt people's brain process and possibly leave them in a bad state. The brain is the thing controlling your entire body after all" she said casually. Though after she spoke she wondered if her roommate would now be afraid of her.
"I would never do that though, well unless someone was trying to kill me, but it would be a last resort!" she quickly added before hearing a non-feminine voice from the hall.
"Anyone here? Awesome has entered the building! No need to be shy, I am a humble god." the voice called. Quickly she got up to the door and poked her head out, seeing a guy, in the girls dormitory. Great, another cocky guy she thought to herself. Wasn't there any normal dudes?
"I don't think you're suppose to be in here, unless you have some secret that you've neglected" she said with a sigh, looking at the new guy.
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Tigress listened attentively as Harley spoke about her powers. They seemed rather powerful, no pun intended. A sudden movement outside of their room made Tigress’ ears prick up, her head turning towards the source of the sound. The voice she heard was most definitely masculine, as was the scent that was slowly spreading about the space.

"I don't think you're suppose to be in here, unless you have some secret that you've neglected."

Tigress sat, listening rather patiently as Kevin, the boy from earlier, made up some excuse and rushed the boy out of there. She wasn’t entirely sure if the boy entering their dorm was an accident or not, but she wanted to make sure it didn’t happen again.

“Hey Harley…” The girl muttered under her breath as she hopped off of her bed. “I’m gonna go out there and give them a bit of a scare… She walked over to the window and opened it up, glad to find that there was no screen to hinder her soon-to-be actions. “You’re welcome to watch if you’d like.” Her grin turned devilish as she flashed Harley a playful wink. She easily maneuvered her lithe shape through the open window, her claws unsheathing in the process. The razor-sharp, diamond hard claws on her fingers and toes dug into the brick of the building. She climbed up with ease, hopping onto the roof without even breaking a sweat.

“Alright… Gotta make myself look wild… Hey Dea, mind working some of your magic when I give you the signal?”

What would you like me to do?

“My eyes. Turning them to resemble yours would be nice.”

Alright...

While she spoke to herself, she made her way across the rooftop to the other side, where the two boys conversed. One randomly popped in and then out quickly, making the girl cock an eyebrow, but she decided he wasn't important after he left.

Tigress perched herself on the very edge of the rooftop, her pose looking similar to that of a frog, but with her legs and hands tucked together. Her tail began to lash back and forth, her fangs elongating so much so that even when she closed her mouth, you could see the tips of her canines. She curled her lip up and narrowed her eyes, a deep, low growl beginning in her throat.

The girl began to growl louder until she knew the boys would be able to hear her. With her ears pinned back, she jumped off the roof, landing directly beside them. Remaining on all fours, she kept her stance low and her gaze locked on them. The way she moved was very animalistic; the way her shoulders rolled with each movement, her tense muscles, the threatening snarl in the back of her throat.
“We haven’t been here for two hours and we’ve already got peeping toms?” Her voice was low, edged with another angry growl. “I don’t take kindly to horny perverts…” She snarled.

She then stared right into the eyes of the new kid.

Now.

The deep blue of her irises was slowly consumed by a bright, glimmering gold. Due to the sun being still up, her pupils turned into thin slits. She stood quickly, her shoulders still tense and her stance still threatening. Her growl then turned into a literal roar, one that sounded exactly like a tiger’s and could probably be heard from everywhere on the campus.

OOC: What she sounds like.