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Blake Roman

"Don't make me bring out the gloves..."

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a character in “Forgotten: Becoming a Team”, as played by BlueWind_22

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Blake is 6'2 and his weight is unknown. His hair is midnight black with a little curl in them, and his eyes are a hazel color that seems to change color with his emotions. Usually he wears dark clothing, but on some occasions, he'll wear light colored clothing.

Name:: Blake Roman
Nickname:: Dragon
Age:: 27
Gender:: Male
Role:: Main Caretaker

Crush?:: None...
Gf/Bf?:: None...

Weapon(s):: Blake always has some sort of knife or dagger on him somewhere, but his favorite is a Jackal knife that he usually hides on the inside of his forearm, or in his boot. Other then the daggers and knives, he also wear gloves that are like a mixture of leather and metal that are stained red with blood. The gloves feel weightless, and thin but they can cause quite alot of damage. They can endure the hottest and coldest of tempetures, also endure power thrown at it.
Extra Skill(s):: Hand to Hand combat, throwing daggers, and fighting with combat knives.
Talents/Powers:: "It's a secret."

Strengths::
- Leading a team.
- Teaching his students.
- Fighting for a difference.
- Knowing when to press and when not to.
- Controlling him emotions.
Weaknessess::
- The only two pictures he carries with him.
- Sometimes food.
- He's allergic to cats.
- The need to win.
- Capture one of his students, and you got him cornered.

Personality:: Blake is sort of like a drill sergeant that sometimes acts fartherly. Well as fartherly as a soilder can get. It's like he knows what to say at all the right times. He encourages his students to work hard together, like a team. He can be hard on those who break his rules but is always paitence when it comes to teaching them how to fight correctly. He is just an unpredictable person.
Likes::
- Food
- Teaching
- Dragons
- Dogs
- Teamwork
Dislikes::
- Cats
- Alcohol
- Thieves
- Liars
- Spoiled brats

History:: Blake keeps to himself, and only the Company that belongs to the Government really knows his whole story.

Room looks:: Image

So begins...

Blake Roman's Story

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Mrala

Mrala ignored Jack as she continued her search for food, which wasn't well. She had opened the first cabinet, finding bowls, plates, and glass cups. Then she looked in the nest cabinet only to find salts, peppers, seasoning, and sauces. This place really is organized, she thought as someone else entered the kitchen. A girl. Mrala turned her full attention on the girl. She had long black hair that seemed to give midnight black a run for it's money. The girl also moved more like a snake then a human, but of course, this didn't strike Mrala as odd. They were all here, because they were different, and well, they really were different.

Although Mrala tried to refocus on her search for food, she couldn't stop herself from turning her attention back on Raven. Something was definately not right about the girl and she could feel it in her guts... A feeling that just turned into something alot bigger then a feeling. Pain blossomed at the center of her forehead, and she saw stars for a moment. She heard someone else enter the room.

Mrala mentally shook herself as she turned to see Blake, their caretaker. Someone she hated since she first laid eyes on him. The morning before, she had met him and had almost set him on fire, had it not been for those gloves of his.


Blake

Blake walked into the kitchen wearing all black clothing. His black T-shirt and pants complemented his dark black hair and eyes that seemed to see right through you. "Jack, go put on a shirt, and don't let me catch you without a shirt, outside your room." His words sounded careless and bored but everyone in the room could tell there was a command underneath it all. "And I believe our breakfast is in the dining room. Mrala go fetch the others, they're are out in the yard." With that, he turned, walking toward the dining room only to stop when Mrala spoke up.

"Um, let's see... How about a no?" He turned to look at her but she was already walking out of the kitchen. He knew she had an attitude and that she was dangerous. He had read her file, and he didn't like it. She was just a liar, a theif, and a killer. He had no idea how the government even caught her, and that he needed to keep an extra-eye on her. Turning back around, he walked into the dining room to find bowls and plates already set. There was oatmeal, pancakes and waffles on the table, along with different types of syrups and drinks.

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Jack turned his attention away from Raven to see Blake walk in the kitchen. Before he could say anything, Blake was giving him an order. Jack raised an eyebrow and began making his way toward Blake, and the door. He chuckled and grinned at Blake. "Don't be jealous cause I'm sexy, man," he joked. "Wait does this mean I have to wear a shirt while I swim?" Before Blake could have said anything, he continued. "You know what, you're right," he said and leaned in as if telling him a secret. "I don't want the girls to get too excited over there." He heard Mrala be completely defiant towards Blake right as he was leaving the kitchen. He took note of her name. "I'll get the others, after I put a shirt on." He pointed at Blake and backed out of the kitchen, he nodded and winked, still joking around. He jogged all the way back to his room and pulled a tight black t shirt over his wavy blonde hair. He ran his fingers through it a couple of times, and it stayed in place, perfect as always. Then he began wondering down the hallway to the yard.

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As Scott was walking to the mansion he was about to tell the guy walking towards him that "Shi" which he had dubbed they boy sitting outside needed some help. However before he can utter a words "Hey Biggie.." not hearing the rest of the guy's sentence because he had just been triggered. He could feel his right arm muscles, shifting and when he looked down they were, violently in fact. Scott covered up his arm when the guy turned around and told him his name was Jack. "Jack huh? I guess I'll have to avoid him if I don't want another incident to occur" he said aloud as he assumed no one was near. Scott was upset that even though he was taken from his home, there were still idiots like him around. He automatically stereotyped him as one of those guy's who pretends to like chick flicks and is always "accidentally" walking around with his shirt off. Scott wanted to knock him off his feet a bit with a sonic pulse, but Marla and "Shi" were in that line of fire, so he turned around.

Scott walked into the mansion and headed to the dining room, to see if there was someone more capable than Jack (assuming that he was an idiot) that could get "Shi" the assistance he needed. He saw a guy setting up the dinning room and he walked up to him, assuming that he must've been part of the facility because he sure as hell wouldn't be doing chores for this place, he assumed the rest for the others as well. "Hey sir, there's a guy outside. I think his name is Shi, well he never finished writing, but anyways he looks like he's in a lot of pain. You think you could help him or something." Scott was expecting a "Sit down and shut up" as a response from this guy.

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Blake was just sitting down to eat when Scott came into the Dining room talking about one of the others kids. He slumped in his chair and groaned. "First day of life here, and I got 2 problems already on my hands. A telepath with no control and a lighter that's sitting in enough lighter fluid to destroy the whole country. Right, the kid you're talking about is Noa Shinon, who is a telepath." He stood, composing his face into a look of boredom and something that looked like concern. "Told them this won't work. Can't help someone who doesn't want help." He motioned for Scott to follow.

Blake strode out of the room, his gait and look just screamed Slacker! They sent me here to teach students on how to control? These aren't students, but little kids who just got lost in a horror movie. Walking down the steps, he suddenly had a thought. I just hope I don't get a dumb blonde for a student later on.

Blake located Noa exactly where Scott had seen him before. He hadn't realized he was holding back a sigh of relief until he actually released it. Black hair fell into his eyes as his eyes adapted to the light, making his eyes turn light green. Okay, Boy, sit still. Don't think about anything but about something... that amuses you. Blake thought the words inside his head, knowing Noa would hear them. Or feel them inside the boy's own head.

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Scott had followed Blake saw motion for him to follow him. "Great now i gotta walk back" he thought to himself. He tried to keep up with Blake as best he could, he lingered behind Blake as they walked back to Noa. He didn't feel bad, he was already accustomed to being slow when he walked when he hadn't changed his form. He looked at Noa who was still sitting on the ground. He also noticed Jack talking to Marlow, he was following his stereotype to the fullest, Scott definitely knew he had to stay away from him.

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Jack and Marlow turned to see Blake walking towards them and Noa. "Hey, like my shirt?" Jack grinned at him.

Marlow gave Jack a weird look, that was a weird question to ask. She shook her head and turned her attention back to Blake. "Hi there." she said. She had introduced herself to him the night before. He was like their care taker. He had seemed like a really nice person to her, then again most people do. "Noa seems really upset. Are you here to help him?" she asked, her eyes full of curiosity. Her stomach growled.

"You sound hungry, want to go get some food Baby?" Jack asked her.

"Yeah, but I want to make sure Noa is okay. You go ahead." She said, not looking at him. Jack shrugged and walked off, passing Scott on the way. "Hey biggie." He winked at him, then broke into a jog for the door. His stomach was growling too. He made it to the kitchen and began piling his plate with delicious looking food. He wondered where the two other girls went. He looked around for Mrala, but she was no where to be seen. And the girl with the raven hair wasn't in there either.

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Noa Shinon


Noa watched Scott walk away out of the corner of his eyes until his inner voice had hidden among the rest of the further away ones he turned his sight back on Marlow. She was sitting comfortably in front of him "Noa Shi." She read aloud and smiled at the boy. Noaā€™s eyes widened at the mention of his first name he didnā€™t recall writing it and the dirt was hard to read after a while of resting there. Maybe I did after allā€¦

"How old are you? I've never met someone even close to my age before!" Marlow went on. Noa looked about for the stick, but he didnā€™t see it. He opened his mouth then closed it knowing no matter how hard he tried no words would come out. So instead he momentarily released his nameless bear to hold up ten fingers he then dropped four of them, motioning that he was 16. He hopped Marlow could understand.

at that moment another person approached them. well isnā€™t this just the place to be Noa thought.

"Hey guys, I'm Jack. Breakfast is ready. We're supposed to go inside." The newcomer said. Noaā€™s eyes which had been looking sort of softly at Marlow, now hardened. He stared at Jack just as Jack stared back on him. Then when Jack turned to Marlow saying "Hey there angel, what's your name?" Noa automatically decided he hated him.

Noa turned away from the two as they spoke picking dirt off his bear and then Marlow stood up, and offered a hand out to Noa, to help him up. He stared at it for a moment his hand almost releasing the bear then he shook his head as if to say Itā€™s ok I can do it myself

A voice spoke softly but commanding in his head, louder than the others Okay, Boy, sit still. Don't think about anything but about something... that amuses you. Noa recognized it as thoughts. But how were they directed towards him. Anyway he was already going to stand up and he wasnā€™t taking anyoneā€™s advice here. He stared at Marlowā€™s hand again amazed she had kept it there. Scott re-appeared, Too many thoughts, their too close so much noise Noa thought moving one hand to his head.

Noa couldnā€™t see too well through the pain How many people are here he thought. He didnā€™t know, Marlow was talking but he couldnā€™t hear her over the ā€œvoicesā€

"Yeah, but I want to make sure Noa is okay. You go ahead." he caught. theyā€™re talking about me? Noa blinked and rubbed his eyes but still couldnā€™t see well. too much, Iā€™m soo dizzy I need water he thought. Using the tree as a hand hold he pushed himself into a standing position. Sitting there was getting him nowhere, but could he really walk to wherever alone. Blindly he walked straight forward disappearing from the group.
(didn't mean to tag Mrala)

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"16," Marlow said after a delayed reaction; she hadn't understood at first. "So am I! That's so cool." She was starting to get sad that he wouldn't speak to her. She wondered what she did wrong. She hadn't noticed that his expression changed when Jack walked over. She had noticed that he had turned his back to them, though.

Once Marlow realized that he wasn't going to take her hand, she awkwardly pushed her hair behind her ear. She was getting embarrassed about the whole situation. At first Noa had seemed to not mind her, but now he seemed upset again. She was very confused, and slightly hurt. Maybe she could find Scott. Wait Jack had said breakfast was ready. She wondered if they had the same food as the facility, fresh fruit and mush they called oatmeal. It tasted like cement because it was full of vitamins and her medicine. She had to take multiple pills to stabilize her mental state. She had gotten used to the taste though. She scratched her head and gave Noa an uncomfortable smile. Blake could help him. She broke unto a jog and hopped up, quickly and skillfully flying to the door. She landed gracefully unlike earlier when she fell. She folded her wings and walked into the mansion, making her way to the dining room. Her eyes widened at sll of the different foods. She got one of almost everything.

"How's the kid?" Jack asked as he leaned back in his seat.

"I don't know." She said quietly, not looking at him. He noticed she was upset so he dropped it and they ate in silence.

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Mrala and Blake

Mrala was expecting the sonic pulse and she grinned devishly as she jumped to her feet. When the pulse came near she slapped her hands and the sonic pulse frozee for a split second before it turned back toward Scott. The sonic pulse coming from Mrala seemed to grow stronger and bigger, so it would probably knock Scott down alot harder. Her brown eyes glittered dangerously as her fists turned cherry red. "It's fun isn't it? Killing people. Well, how was it when you killed the first boy? Did he scream? Did he beg for his life or did you just smash him to peices? Was it quick? Was it slow? Did you see the pain etched on his face?"

Mrala shuddered as all their powers went through her. She could mimic their powers, and probably use all their powers together if she tried. She never tried it before, but she was a quick learner. The smile slid off her face as the air around her fists shuddered and groaned for a second. Like someone tearing paper the air seemed to be cut open and flames appeared. They didn't touch her, but they were close enough for her feel the heat rolling off the flames in waves. She didn't want the flames. Not the fire. She didn't want this. She clenched her jaw and did nothing to control the flames that would be moving toward Scott in seconds.

"Hold!" Blake yelled as he dump a bucket of water on Mrala. The flames shuddered then disappeared before the water could come within an inch leaving a soaked Mrala. Mrala closed her eyes and opened them as she turned on Blake. "What is the matter with you!? You stupid bastard!" She launched herself at him.

The skin around Blake's eyes tightened as she yanked something out from behind him as he feinted left. Mrala missed Blake and fell to the ground as Blake quickly clamped something around her neck. Smooth, cold and... Wrong. That was Mrala's first impression of the thing around her neck. She shook herself and crawled onto her knees. Lifting a hand to her throat, her fingertips felt smooth, cold metal all around her throat. It was tight enough to choke her but actually a little loose. It was a metal collor.

Blake stared down at Mrala then looked at the others. "Are you guys okay? She didn't hurt anyone? Kill anyone?" He asked as he walked away from Mrala and inspected all of them. "None of you are bruised, right?" He made sure he double checked Noa and Lucy, seeming they were the youngest there, but when Mrala got to her feet he turned back on her and glared. "What's the matter with you? You could have killed them! Or worse! You could have burned the whole building down! Where do you think you could go after that!? You have no where else to go!" His hands became fists as he got control of his temper.

Blake exhaled before talking again. "The collor around her neck will keep you from using your powers. If you try, you'll be in for a suprise. You can't take it off either, only I can." He added the last part as he watched her grip the metal collar and try to yank it off.

Mrala glared up at him, before standing and walking quickly out of the room. Blake watched her leave and turned back to the others. "Well, breakfast was... Yeah, I have no words for it."

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Jack stood up. "You know what. I better get going." he said awkwardly. He hated tension.

"Wow Lucy, that's great." Marlow said. She really liked this girl a lot. She was sweet and bubbly, she reminded her of herself. "Do you want to go swimming?" She asked. She agreed with Jack. She didn't want to be there anymore. She didn't really even understand why they were fighting. On the inside she was screaming. We may be the only people in the world like this, and you're going to fight each other?! We need to become a FAMILY before we fight like one! We need each other. On the outside, she was smiling and holding her hand out to Lucy.

Jack waved and walked out the kitchen door, looking past Noa and away from Scott. He shook his head as he walked down the hallway. People needed to learn to stop holding on to things and just relax. They were all a bunch of psychos.

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Blake looked at Lucy before he rolled his eyes. "Lucy, no need to show off. We already got a show off in the family." He looked at the blown up apple peices before he started to pile up another plate full of food. Waffles, Pancakes, scrambled egg and orange juice were on the plate as he picked it up and stepped out of the room. "I'll be around, and Marlow? Make sure no one drowns, or gets into anymore fights." He spoke the words as he popped his head back into the Dining room. He didn't need another fight to erupt on their first day here.

Blake walked through the hallways, ignoring the painting and the statues that were considered tastful art. He didn't even know why there was a knight's armor put up on display right in the middle of the bends in the hallway. "I gotta get rid of that." He muttered on his breath as he made sure he didn't run into it. Using one hand to open the door, he stepped into Scott's room. "Hey Scott." He sat the food down near the TV, and looked down at the boy. "Your food, and don't tell the others I do room service."

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Scott looked up at Blake, through all the commotion he was glad to see that there was someone who still showed a bit of kindness towards him. Scott at first didn't like Blake because he was affiliated with the facility that held him here, but after this Scott warmed up to him just a bit.

"You didn't have to do that you know...but thank you anyways Blake, it's much appreciated." Scott said as he glanced over at the food then back to the water, still sitting.

"Hey Blake...a quick question. I know we're all dangers to society and all that good stuff, but why? Why drag us away from are homes and put us in this place? It just doesn't make sense. I've killed people, by accident of course, but I should be in jail not some fancy mansion like this. I mean look at this room, my bed is surrounded by a freaking pool. Does a murder deserve this?" Scott said all of these things, stuff that wandered in his head for quite some time.

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Blake flicked his gaze away from Scott and stared at the water. It had felt like eons since someone last asked him that qustion.

"Why are we here? I should be in prison, because of all the lives I took, but no. I'm here with everything I could ever want."

Blake turned to Scott, his face emotionless. "It's not my place to to answer that, but I can tell you this: If you went to jail, the government would know that you could leave your cell whenever you want. But if you're here with everything you want, would you go back out into society where you'd be treated... differently... and have to work as hard as hell to have a life?" The caretaker's voice sounded bitter and filled with contempt as he nodded his head, before turning and walking out of the room room.

Blake looked around before he strode down the hall and into his room. Picking up his cell phone, he through it at the wall where it shattered into millions of peices. Choking out a curse he slumped onto his bed with his elbows in his knees, with his face in his hands. It'll be nothing but another failure. They're live will be taken for nothing. Just like the other teams. He thought as he tightened his jaw.

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Scott had watched Blake as he left his room. Blake had actually made sense to Scott, on the outside world Scott was treated differently, always. Even before Scott discovered his powers he was treated differently because of his weight. This was something that was prevalent throughout his entire life, but it then dawned on Scott that it wasn't much different with the exception of Blake and Marlow. Scott knew he would be judged no matter where he was. Scott decided that if he was going to be judged he would rather be free to roam the world than to be stuck in this facility. Scott rose up from the side of the platform. "I'm leaving...now" Scott said as he marched to the door, but turned around to get a couple of bites of food, then he marched to the door.

He began shifting into a slightly skinnier Scott so that he'd be faster. He kept walking past the dinning room where most of the people still were. He wanted to ask Marlow if she wanted to come along, but he didn't want to be responsible incase they were going to kill him. Scott walked outside and looked around, it was a bit later in the morning, but Scott didn't care if he did this in broad daylight. He continued to walk away from the mansion, getting farther, and he was awaiting some sort of response. His hands were ready to unleash a sonic pulse at any moment, he was nervous, he felt as if he was about to die...Scott was fine with this.

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The blonde girl nodded to Blake as she left the room. "I'll try my best, Sir." she said and disappeared down the hall. Marlow decided she didn't want to go swimming anymore. She hated waiting for her wings to dry, anyway. As she wandered down the hall, she saw Noa, holding some towels. "Hi, were you going to go swimming too? I decided not to go." She had pretty much forgotten he was upset with her, if he was ever at all. She was still curious why he wouldn't talk to her. She bit her lip, going back and forth on whether or not she should ask. "Why won't you say anything?" She asked softly, not looking at him.

Jack was sitting in a room when he saw Scott walk by. He followed him outside, wondering where he was going. Once they got pretty far, Jack broke his perfectly silent trail. "Hey, Tubby. Where are you going?" Jack asked, breaking into a jog so he was right next to him. He was genuinely curious, like he always was. "Look man, I didn't mean to piss you off earlier. Sometimes.. Okay a lot of times I do that, but not intentionally. I can be a jack ass sometimes, but I'm not a jerk. And trust me there is a fine line that I try my best not to cross." He laughed uncomfortably. "We straight?" He asked. As he looked around, waiting for an answer, he saw a green house. He wished he could be in there. Having an affinity for earth, the green house would be the perfect place for him.

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Blake walked down the hallway and saw Marlow, and Noa. He smiled, no signs of his recent thoughts as he stopped near them. "Hey Marlow, and Noa. Follow me, I think it's time we see how much control you've got over your... Gifts." He hesitated to talk about the power part, but settled with saying Gifts instead of powers. He walked through the building and came out at the front of the house. He stopped in the center of the yard. Above him there were seem angry looking storm clouds rolling toward them at a slow pace. "Marlow, can you fly in the rain?"

Blake turned to look at the winged girl with a qustion mark on his face. He needed to know how strong her wings were, and if they were okay in any kind of situations.

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Jack listened and laughed as Scott spoke. "Don't worry, I..." he thought a moment, "Appreciate, the female body too much to be gay." He laughed again as Scott continued to speak. "Yeah you and Mrala didn't get off to the best start. Then again she has something stuck way up her ass. She needs to get over herself." Jack shrugged as he opened the door to the green house, then he turned and said "But we all have a lot of growing up to do. If you haven't noticed, I go by first impressions. It's my one and only flaw. I'm just kidding." He laughed at himself. Jack turned to see beautiful plants growing everywhere, he hers a slight shuffle but he didn't think too much of it. He began to walk the rows, trying out each plant. He got to the back and saw Mrala behind a table. "Hey there, fiesty." He smiled a genuine smile and offered his hand out to her.

Marlow read the paper and smiled at the compliment, then her eyes widened. "Oh my god." She whispered. "That's amazong, but I'm sorry you grt headaches." She said to him, but before she could ask anymore questions, Blake came walking down the hall. "Okay," she said and turned and followed him.

"Yeah, I can." Marlow said then saw the dark storm clouds. She started getting scared, she'd never flown in a storm, just rain. "Uhm, maybe not." She slowed her pace, but she didn't want to dissappoint Blake, even if it meant embarrassing herself in front of Noa. "I can try though," She piped up. "I can make it rain too. And make the wind blow, but that's about it." She still had no idea the extent her power could reach. If she wanted to, she could make a storm fice times as big as the one coming. But that wouldn't garuntee she could control it. She glanced at Noa and smiled. "I like your bear."

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Jack wasn't surprised by the way Mrala reacted, but he was still annoyed. He gave Scott a look that said What did you expect? And jogged after her. "Mrala look," He help up his hands, stopping anything she might say to him. "Just listen to me for a second. I don't know what your problem is. Whether you think you're better than everyone else or what, but let me tell you something, you're not okay? I'm not better than Scott, or anyone here, and you're not any different, got it? So why don't you come off it?" She was speaking in a low voice, trying to keep calm. His words were sharp though, he wanted her to get the point. "We all have these powers, gifts curses. Whatever you decide to call them, we all have that in common. We were all sent here. You have to live with us, so why don't you at least try to get along?" He sighed and shook his head. "You know what? Don't even try to get along, just stop being a bitch. Good for you, you snooped and you know everyone's past. You should know then that we are all the same. We are the same because we're different than everyone else in the world." He clenched his jaw muscles and turned away from her. He turned his head to the side, not looking at her, but still speaking to her. "You're not stronger because you don't need anyone, you're stupid because you think you can do this on your own. Let me tell you something, you can't." He began walking away from her again, his hands in his front two pockets.

Marlow listened to his story. When he got to the part about the man cutting off his wings, she had a terrible flashback to when she was a kid. She put her hand over her mouth, trying to keep her self from being sick. She hated talking about her past. She looked at Blake with watery eyes, her hands now behind her back. She was stroking the scar on her wrist with her other thumb. She wasn't listening to him anymore, but suddenly she was brought back to reality, after replaying the last moments with her mother again. I would have been better off if this had worked the first time, or even the second. You know what they say though. Third times the charm. She dug her thumb nail into her wrist, created a small cut there. "Okay, I'll try." She forced a pretty smile. She bent her knees, and flapped her wings, creating a cool wind. She shot up into the air, and was instantly colder. It was already raining, and the wind was stronger up in the sky. This was easy for her though. There was a simulation room at the facility and she practiced flying. AS she flew back and forth, she was beginning to get bored, bu the wind picked up and the rain fell harder. I hope it doesn't start hailing. AS soon as she thought it, marble sized hail began falling from the sky. She was having trouble flying now, she had never down this before. She began trying to descend, so that if she fell, it wouldn't be as long of a fall. She lost her balance a a couple of times, but was able to regain her composure. Now the strong winds were carrying her away, farther and farther from the mansion. She began to panic, not wanting to be far from her new home. She was trying hard to fly back, but the hail was growing in size and was bruising her body. "STOP!" She screamed, and it did. Everything did. The wind, rain, hail. It was all gone. She was so shocked at the change, she lost balance and began hurtling towards the ground. She landed on her side with a hard thud and a small crack, and let out a small groan. "Not again." This time she didn't roll to break the fall. She sighed and rolled over onto her back. She had broken a rib. "Great just great." She decided to wait there until Blake and Noa came over to her. She didn't feel like walking.

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Scott watched as Mrala walked past him, giving him a bit of a cold shoulder. He could tell that she was really angry, he wanted to head after her, but Jack had gotten their first. He listened to everything Jack had to say, he could tell he wasn't the only one angered by her comments from earlier. The talk he gave her was much more aggressive than the one he got. He felt slightly sorry for Mrala, she was misunderstood, like him.

After Jack stormed off he began to walk to Mrala. "Hey Jack, I'll catch up with you later" Scott said as he gave him a pat on the shoulder as he walked by him. He stood by Mrala's side, not looking at her, just looking forward. He enjoyed the scenery the place provided although he didn't like being there.

"Hey..listen..I just wanted to apologize for earlier. I shouldn't have attacked you, it was wrong of me, even if you did kick my ass in the end." Scott said with a slight awkward smile. "I never though I'd get my ass handed to me by a girl, that's for sure. I know you don't want to be here, neither do I, I'm sure the majority of us don't. After talking with Blake I'm not even sure if he likes it here. Anyways, I know you read my file, but that's just a part of who I am, just like your file is probably just a small part of who you are. Let me tell you who I really am. I'm Scott Green, I'm socially awkward, I stay inside all day, I've always been an outcast even before I found out I had powers, and it may come as a shock to you, but by scientific standards I'm considered to be obese" Scott said hoping to lighten the mood. "However for the first time in my life I feel like I'm not alone and I don't know if you feel alone or not, but if you do just know that I'll have your back from here on out. Consider me your official best friend forever whether you like it or not" Scott said with a smile on his face, he'd never had a best friend even if Mrala didn't except it, it was as close as he ever had to one. "Well I'm going to head back in to the mansion and reintroduce myself, so they don't think I'm what the file perceives as what makes me who I am. I'll see you around Mral...best friend" Scott smiled as he began to walk away from Mrala slowly.

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Noa watched warily peeking over his bear, not as if afraid but more, unsure. He blinked as he saw her lips turn up into a smile, and her eyes widened as she exclaimed "Oh my god." She whispered. "That's amazing, but I'm sorry you get headaches."

Just as she finished speaking Blake approached them. Noa hadnā€™t even sensed him too absorbed in what the winged girl had said. Amazing? Noa thought bewildered

"Hey Marlow, and Noa. Follow me, I think it's time we see how much control you've got over your... Gifts." Blake turned and walked off, Marlow following but Noa stood still, thinking.

No one has ever said that ā€¦beforeā€¦ he stared at his nameless-bear in wonder. Then his eyes trailed up and he realized he was alone, with wide eyes he left the towels and ran down the hall bear in hand. When he arrived at the spot Blake and Marlow were talking.

"Yeah, I canā€¦.Uhm, maybe not." Marlow was saying. Noa wondered at the conversation he half missed, and looked up at the rain clouds. "I can try though," Marlow continued. Noa dropped his eyes back down to her face. She looked a little scared "I can make it rain too. And make the wind blow, but that's about it."

Is she going to use her power out here? Noa stared at the clouds watching the two from under a roof so as to not get wet, he was terrible with colds. Terrible meaning he caught them easily. Suddenly Marlow looked at him "I like your bear."She said with a smile

Noaā€™s face turned red and he turned his head with a silent cough. great I think Iā€™m sick
Shielding his face with the nameless- bear he listened to Blakeā€™s story. Noa observed the two, Marlow looked like she was sick. He was wondering if he should get the towels, or perhaps a jacket. He was too naĆÆve to realize what was really wrong, and the storm was messing with his head, he couldnā€™t hear thoughts properly.

When Marlow took off, he opened his mouth in awe. He couldnā€™t see how high she had gone. The roof he stood under was obstructing his vision. He looked around trying to make sense of anything. Wondering how high she had gone. When suddenly he heard her scream from above. Noa abandoned his post and ran out into the clearing staring up at the sky, as worry crashed over him. He waited biting his lip, digging his shoes into the mud. At last Marlow appeared, but it was too early to be relieved. The winged girl wasnā€™t flying downwardā€¦

Sheā€™s Falling!!!!! Noa thought in horror, wishing he had a voice. Unable to discern where sheā€™d land , he couldnā€™t help as she fell on rolled over onto her back. "Great just great." she said, Noa could sense the hurt in her. He was shocked at how fast his feet moved as he ran towards her. It was so out of character. He dropped to his knees splattering his clothes with more mud. Are you ok? Where are you hurt? Noa thought, even knowing she couldnā€™t hear him. His mind raced waiting for some sign that she hadnā€™t suffered too much damage.