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Minami Nomura

"Dust settles... I don't."

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a character in “Laurel Academy {Remake}”, as played by cassiopeia_

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{ "Not all storms come to disrupt your life, some come to clear your path." }


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Name
Minami Nomura

Age & Grade
Seventeen, Rising Senior

Number of Years at Laurel
Ten (since 1st grade)

Sexual Orientation
Heterosexual

Group?
Gifted

Talent/Family Industry/Power
Art




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ImageStrengths
Drawing||Painting||Cooking||She is a good listener||Independent||Adaptable||Patient||Funny||Enthusiastic||Affectionate||Highly imaginative||Gentle||Curious||
Learns quickly||DIY projects||Nail art||

Weaknesses
Singing and dancing. Though that doesn't stop her.||Procrastination||Insecure||Indecisive||Nervous||Impulsive||Baking||Math||Way too forgiving||Finds it hard to say no to people||She cries when she is frustrated||She is way too hard on herself||Lazy||Stubborn||

Fears
Abandonment - Mina is emotionally vulnerable, so she doesn't let a lot of people in to share her deepest feelings. It’s hard for her to trust anyone but her closest friends. When she does form a strong bond with someone, her greatest fear is that that person will go away, leaving a big empty space in her heart that she won't know how to fill.

Making a wrong decision - Mina is a person who thinks carefully before making important life decisions. One of her biggest fears is that she will one day make a miscalculation and take a wrong turn along the way that screws up everything that she has worked so hard for.

Secrets
She had a pregnancy scare a few months ago.




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{ Resilient, Optimistic, Outgoing, Passionate, Competitive }

Mina didn't have the easiest childhood, so she learned from a young age to let go of the past and not dwell on what might have beens . Instead, she moves forward with glass-half-full optimism and an ability to always look on the bright sideβ€”and land on her feetβ€”in nearly any situation.
With a mind that's constantly racing, even when she's just quietly hanging out, Mina rarely gets bored. In fact, she is happy keeping her own company, and can often turns her solitary daydreams into beautiful artwork.

Energetic and passionate, Mina can breathe new life into a same-old routine and excite other people simply by her all-in presence. Competitive to the max, the best way to motivate Mina is to turn something into a contest. She will put everything she has (and then some) into winning. Which resulted in some epic prank wars, that got her weeks of extra classes.
Even though Mina is easily the life of the party without trying, she also has a deep emotional side that needs care and feeding. So sometimes she needs to take some time to herself.

Mina is great at making everyone happyβ€”but what good is that if Mina herself doesn't feel fulfilled? While she has a fine-tuned internal compass, she sometimes ignores what she wants in favor of what makes everyone else happyβ€”and this habit sometimes ends up backfiring. She is a master communicator. She doesn't stress about having a difficult conversation, and although she doesn't try to smooth talk, she gets deals and bargains wherever she goes simply because reason and charm are her MO.





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Music||Books||Chats with nearly anyone||Picnics||People watching||The outdoors||Animals, especially cats.||Comfortable clothes||Coffee||Swimming||Roller and ice skating||Horror movies||Chocolate||Vanilla ice-cream||Swimming||Dresses with pockets||The smell of rain||Gummy bears||Video games||Stargazing||Playing darts||Fairy lights||Doing people's nails||Poetry


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Violence||Broken promises||Spicy food||Cinnamon||Frogs||Crying in front of people||Cigarettes||Spiders||Lies||People being cruel to animals||Strong smelling perfume||Raisins||Being late||Needles||The smell of rubbing alcohol||Orange juice with pulp||Peanut butter||Snakes||Mayo||Humidity||Running out of hot water||Thunder||Pineapple on pizza||Wet socks||Reality TV shows||





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ImageBiography
Minami's mother, Fumiko, grew up in a strict household. Her father was a well respected cardiologist who expected his only daughter to follow in his footsteps. Getting into a great college was the only thing that mattered to them, but even with all the extra classes and private lessons the stress got to Fumiko, making her fail the entrance exam. Her parents were very disappointed, but Fumiko promised she would study harder and make it next year. During the months her friend were going to college, Fumiko continued going to Cram school. That's where Fumiko met Minami's father, Keiji. He was on of the college students who sometimes helped out at the Cram school. One thing led to another and Fumiko found herself pregnant and Keiji didn't want anything to do with her.

Her father was furious to say the least. They were thinking of taking her for an abortion, but she was too far along for that so they came up with a solution. Fumiko would take the exam, and if she passed he would try to pull a few string so she could enroll when she gave birth. In the meanwhile they would be taking care of the child, and all Fumiko would have to do was concentrate on her studies.

Minami didn't see much of her mother during her early childhood, and when she did see her , Fumiko would smile at her in passing with a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. Even at the young age of four, Minami knew that she was unwanted. When her grandparents had guests over they would usually tell her to go to her room and not make a sound. So that's what she did. She sat at her window and drew. She filled notebook after notebook with drawings. When they found her notebooks and saw potential, they decided to enroll her into art classes. She was a quick learner and had such a unique art style that even her teacher was left in awe. The same teacher, who was former Laurel Academy student sent a couple of her artwork to Laurel Academy, and when they sent back a positive feedback, he managed to talk her grandparent into letting her enroll.






ImagePlayed By: cassiopeia_
Dialogue Color: #49a9a6
Face Claim: Kiko Mizuhara

So begins...

Minami Nomura's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Keevan Brennan Character Portrait: Minami Nomura Character Portrait: Thayer Gallup Character Portrait: Daniel Ahn Character Portrait: Lucy Wood Character Portrait: Pepper Collins Character Portrait: Asher Blanche Character Portrait: Emerson Hill Character Portrait: Lance Aguilar Character Portrait: Sean O'Callaghan Character Portrait: Air Hirota Character Portrait: Petra Kingsley Character Portrait: Cayden Lawrence Character Portrait: Genevive Rosen Character Portrait: Brooklyn Winslet Character Portrait: Drake Darby Character Portrait: Katiana Brokenborough Character Portrait: Soledad NΓΊΓ±ez Character Portrait: Mason Hart

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Every year on the day before Summer classes begin, a bonfire is held. Now, thanks to a pyrokinetic staff member the bonfire is able to be massive, without much risk of it toppling over and harming students (usually). It is held a little ways off from the dorms on the beach by the lake, and the main bonfire is often surrounded by smaller firepits with different food options at each one. There is always, without exception, some form of alcohol and some form of drugs available, and the teachers tend to turn a blind eye to it, leaving not five minutes after students arrive. After all, many of the students have families too powerful to persecute them, and the school grants a good amount of freedom besides.

Music is played throughout the night, sometime alternating between speakers and student run bands if they request to perform. Dancing around the bonfire is common, and usually the bonfire is kicked off by a partner dance that by now all of the Yearlies have learned, even if they don't ask or get asked to dance. There has been drama started over the dance before, but it really just depends on how seriously one takes it- often times friends will dance together, after all. But everyone looks forward to Breadbowl posts afterwards about which dances meant something, who made what mistake, who snuck away with whom, etc. Nothing is kept secret for long at Laurel.

It is already dark out, with a full moon above and bright stars, the nearest city being too far away to outshine the night sky. Later on fireworks will be set off, and sparklers are resting all over the place for the amusement of students.

It is now about ten or so minutes before the bonfire "officially" kicks off with the first dance, but most students have already arrived and are sitting about the fires. Predictably, some are already stumbling over their own tongues thanks to the weight alcohol puts on them. Thus, the best and brightest of their age group prove themselves to still be young after all.

"Let's set the tone to a dramatic summer, shall we?"

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Character Portrait: Minami Nomura Character Portrait: Thayer Gallup Character Portrait: Emerson Hill Character Portrait: Sean O'Callaghan

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{ Seventeen | Rising Senior | Gifted |#49a9a6 }
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Minami was a self-proclaimed Queen of Procrastination; more times than not it was biting her in the ass. Like today. Instead of being at the bonfire, like most of her school mates, she was still stuck in the art studio. She had been practically living there since last week, only going to classes and back to her dorm room to get a few hours of sleep.

All because she had an exhibition next month and had to finish ten paintings within the next week so that the gallery could take photos to put on postcards, tickets and the posters advertising it. Minami had completely forgotten about the deadline, or rather she had spent more time switching between Instagram, Pinterest and Youtube, than paining.

So there she was; sitting on a cushion surrounded by empty mugs of coffee and a half-eaten sandwich, singing along the music coming from her phone and putting the finishing touches to the last painting. The chorus of Uptown Funk was interrupted by the sound of a new Instagram notification. Mina put down the brush and stretched, groaning in satisfaction when she heard her back pop.

Sitting in one position for far too long isn't fun, not at all.


She stood up and carefully stepped around the paint and mugs and took a few steps back to look at the finished painting. Mina couldn't help but smile, it turned out just as she imagined it. She went and picked the canvas up and placed it next to the other nine then stood back to look at all of them. The colors and the backgrounds blended perfectly, the people in them looked like they walked straight out of a dream.

Mina will have to thank Thayer again when she sees him, without his help she was sure she wouldn't have been able to finish them. Mina struggled to get the poses quite right so she turned to him and his amazing photography skills for help. Relived that she managed to finish them for tomorrow she did a small victory dance, which β€” if somebody was lookingβ€” looked like the hybrid between the macarena and the chicken dance, but there was nobody there to see her, so who cares.

I finally finished!! I'm freee!!!


Remembering that she had gotten a notification she went and picked up her phone. One of her fellow art students posted a picture from the bonfire, which reminded Mina that she better hurry up with putting away her stuff and go and get to the party before all the good drinks were gone. After she washed the brushes and threw out the trash, she picked up her half-eaten sandwich and ate it on the way to her room. Drinking on a empty stomach was never a good idea. Mina shuddered just remembering last summer when a couple of girls her age thought it was a good idea to forgo dinner. She had to throw away her favorite pair of sneakers.

The halls were empty with all the people already at the bonfire, so it was no surprise that Mina's roommate Sophie, wasn't in their room. She hurriedly took off the clothes she usually wore when she painted and threw them into the hamper, pulled out a dress from her dresser and put it on then went on the hunt for her white converse, which were for some reason hiding under her Sophie's bed. Going to the bathroom to put on some make-up she noticed that she had managed to get some pink paint on her right cheek. She could either try to take it down now and be more late or she could leave it for tomorrow, "I guess I'll leave it." She shrugged and reached for her eyeliner. After she carefully lined her eyes she rummaged for a lipstick in her make-up bag until she found one with a similar shade of pink and applied it to her lips. After looking at her reflection from all angles she decided to go all-out and took a make-up brush and applied a little bit of lipstick to her other cheek, then took darker pink eye-shadow and applied it over her cheeks. With the Camo dress and the paint she looked ready for war, or in her case drinking games.

The first thing she did when she got there was to go look for a drink. "Mina! You're finally here," Sophie almost tripped over her own feet in her hast to get to her. Mina laughed as she hugged her. "Hey, Soph!" "Come do shots with me." She didn't wait for her to answer, she took Mina's arm and pulled her toward one of the tables where shots of tequila's were being distributed along with slices of lime and salt. Mina was on her third shot when she heard cheers coming from a few tables over and turned to see Emerson. "I'm gonna go play some drinking games. Wanna join?" Mina told Sophie. "Nah. I'm gonna go look for Zack. Laters." Sophie blew her a kiss, then went to look for her boyfriend.

Mina made her way to Emerson but before she reached her, she saw a very familiar look cross her face, even before Mina followed her line of sight she knew who she would see, Sean. Knowing well how it feels seeing your ex, Mina knew the right thing to get him from Emerson's mind even if it was only for a little while.

"Hey, Em!" Mina smiled as she gave Emerson a hug, "You wanna show those guys how it's really played?"she motioned toward the the guys playing Flip cup, right out of Sean's line of sight.

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Character Portrait: Minami Nomura Character Portrait: Emerson Hill Character Portrait: Katiana Brokenborough Character Portrait: Soledad NΓΊΓ±ez Character Portrait: Mason Hart
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Before the girls could truly get into a conversation about Kat's machinations, and Sol and Mason's potential whatever-they-could-possibly-be-if-certain-friends-minded-her-business, Mason emerged from his bedroom, fully dressed and situating his hat atop his head. It wasn't his idea, obviously. But he figured that Kat hadn't steered him wrong when it came to fashion and getting dressed by her was a lot better than being silently judged by her. One didn't make his skin prickle with the wrongness of it.

"We should probably get going," he remarked, taking three short strides to the girls. "Pretty sure the dancing should be starting right about now and someone," he cast a pointed look Katiana's way, "just hates missing out on her favorite tradition." Kat stared at him for a long time, silently, rolled her eyes, and only shortly said, "Ew." Not looking back because she knew the other two would follow, Katiana began the trek from the dorms to the beach of the lake, occasionally glancing down at her phone when she received Facebook notifications about the bonfire. Because the entire world wasn't yet aware of the powered students of Laurel, they could post things to a private Facebook for events like the bonfire where the occasional student or two might accidentally forget to not always show off their gifts. Kat liked them, loved watching and seeing who could do what, but she understood what would happen if too many people found out that there was a genetic abnormality that gave certain individuals fantastic abilities. Either way, from what she saw, nothing big had happened just yet, but it was close to that time. She did manage to send a text to Emerson.

To: Em
ur a mess. i'll find u

"Hey, Sol," Mason began, purposefully staying a little behind Katiana to confront his friend. He didn't need the other girl thinking anything was going on between himself and Kat, not because there was an issue with Kat.

They'd had a conversation twice about their relationship and both times ended in them admitting that at some point, it wouldn't work. Her walls were high already and he was sure they'd ruin their friendship trying to get her to lower it any more than she already had for him. And while she was a comfort and one of the greatest that he'd found in his nineteen years of living, it just wouldn't work for them. But with Sol...Soledad was...special, as lame as it sounded. He didn't know why but Mason had already been rather fascinated with her when he found out what her powers were initially, mostly because the dork in him couldn't help but liken her to a cooler superhero who didn't get their strength (like him) from being super angry and animalistic. And she had far more control over it than he did, at least, from what he had seen. Then, actually interacting with her after the incident that he never wants to mention because it never happened even though it clearly did, Mason could honestly say that he was sprung. On curiosity, on friendship, on more...on just everything, and he didn't know if he had a chance with her. Not really, not when it could potentially mess up their friendship. But it didn't stop him from wanting it and it definitely didn't stop him from wanting to clear up any misunderstandings because certain people decided to meddle for the day.

"I just wanted to say if - if we made you uncomfortable at all, that wasn't...Kat was just getting my clothes together 'cause I took longer in the gym than I thought I would," he managed out, not exactly sure why he felt nerves weighing on his tongue when he could flirt as easily as he breathes with Sol any other day. He probably didn't even need to apologize for anything other than being mostly naked in front of the girl, but the words came out and he couldn't control them. "And about the towel thing - that was...that was not on me. I thought I had more time and then she was gonna leave to actually let me - "

"I thought you wanted to get going," Kat called from ahead, which was surprisingly farther away from them than Mason had realized. For her to have the shorter legs, her agility was befuddling at times. But Mason couldn't focus on anything other than glowering at her timing and raised eyebrow. "You were so worried about traditions and all that." She whirled around and continued walking, and shaking his head, Mason followed with Sol, taking those few longer strides to reach their friend just as they arrived at the beach. Their welcome was the cacophony of mixed sounds; there was a song much louder than another in the background, the perfect indie record to start the first summer dance off along with somebody else's radio followed by chattering, laughing, and goading for those still immersed in their drinking games. "And so it begins..."

"Pessimist." Mason accused and Kat smirked at him from the corner of his eyes. The announcement for people to grab their partners had Katiana eyeing the crowd for a moment, taking in who was choosing whom, before she glanced back at her friends. Mason tried not to, at first, but then he was glancing at Sol and Kat damn near snorted in amusement. "Yeah, no. I don't dance. I'm getting a drink. Y'all...y'all have fun," she told them and walked away without a chance of a rebuttal in her search for Emerson, leaving Mason to shake his head. After a beat, he turned to fully to Sol, hands shoved deep into his pockets. "So, how about that first dance since this is technically your first one here? I figured I might as well offer since...you know...earlier. My...er, better apology."

Away from the duo, Kat wandered a little before her eyes settled on too very familiar forms and a bunch of cups with guys. Shaking her head silently, Katiana waltzed up to the girls, peering over Mina's shoulder. "This looks like a fun game that you're gonna get food after, Em," she informed the blonde with a pointed stare before gracing Mina with the softening of her eyes and, "Hey, love. Don't tell me you've been seduced by drunken tomfoolery too."

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Character Portrait: Keevan Brennan Character Portrait: Minami Nomura Character Portrait: Daniel Ahn Character Portrait: Lucy Wood Character Portrait: Emerson Hill Character Portrait: Lance Aguilar Character Portrait: Petra Kingsley Character Portrait: Genevive Rosen Character Portrait: Brooklyn Winslet Character Portrait: Katiana Brokenborough

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Thayer's impromptu photo shoot of Jenny is perhaps the most blatant show of his affection yet, although the two of them are perhaps so blinded by their own crush that they can't see the feelings in the flash of the camera and Thayer's affectionate attention to detail. Behind them, the announcement that the dance is soon beginning is made. Keevan scans the crowd to try and pick out every new match that is dancing together tonight. Some of them are just friends joking around, some have simply grabbed the person nearest to them because they desperately want to feel truly included in the basically meaningless tradition.

Keevan is more interested in those who are nervously asking a crush to dance, or who are pointedly dancing with someone other than their significant other. The making and breaking of a couple is the most interesting part, to the young writer, with the rest of it often just feeling like fluff and filler. Of course, having never succeeded in a relationship for more than a few weeks, he hardly has an experienced approach to relationships. Keevan tends, instead, to fall for people he can't have, pine for three months or so, and then move on to another person just out of reach. He's too much of a romantic to take part in real romance. And yet, not so much of a romantic that he isn't interested in bringing the private out to the public. A celebration of human interaction, he would call his love for gossip. As a writer, he's always been good at sugarcoating.

"Why don't you two break tradition for once and go dance as a duo?" Keevan smiles at his own suggestion, giving Thayer a meaningful look that he believes to be subtle but is in fact quite transparent.

"After all, this may very well be Thayer's last summer here, right? Oh, lord, I think I may make myself cry thinking of that," Keevan mocks wiping a tear from his eye, but the thought of Thayer's graduation does bring him genuine pain. What would he do without his roommate and best friend? What if he gets bunked up with some obnoxious busybody his senior year? Certainly two of those in one room would become incredibly grating.

Jenny has a similar thought, challenging them all to a race to the dance floor. Keevan laughs as she darts off, and as soon as she's out of earshot looks over at Thayer and gives him an encouraging nudge. "No dancing as a group for this song, big guy. I want to see hands around waist, with at least two feet of space in between you. Wouldn't want to feel too intimate, would you?" He gently pushes Thayer forward so that the ginger will be the closest behind Jenny. Keevan, for his part, hangs back a few seconds and winks at Drake who is just as aware of the situation as he is.




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Emerson, thankfully, is pulled out of her little moment of melancholy by a friendly figure appearing and giving her a much needed hug. She looks over and immediately the wistful expression melts away to one of happiness at the sight of Mina, one of her absolute favorite people at this school. "Want to show those guys how it's really played?" Em follows the line of Mina's gesture to see a table at which a group of people are playing or spectating flip cup. Fond of any sort of competition, and at this moment very in favor of anything that leads to her having a few more drinks to chase away the sad nostalgia that is caught in her throat at the moment, Emerson gives Mina a tight squeeze back.

"That is exactly what I want to do right now- are you sure you weren't admitted to this school as a telepath? Have you been poking around my brain by any chance?" Em jokes. Of course, anyone who has seen any of Mina's art will know without hesitation why the talented artist was admitted to Laurel. As far as Em is concerned, Mina's art puts her inventions to shame. She could sit in a room and watch Mina work for hours without getting bored, which is saying quite a lot considering how Em tends to be quite antsy when not working on her own tinkering projects.

Em grabs Mina's hand and drags her over to the flip cup table, where they are met with more drinks and a cocky group certain of their victory. What they have not counted on are Em and Mina's fine motor skills, both quite adept for separate reasons.

The text from Kat buzzes in Em's pocket, but she is too caught up in the game to check the phone, quickly draining the drink in her cup and going into deep focus mode as she flips it over after three tries. She can normally do it in one, but Em would be lying if she said the alcohol was not affecting her in any way. Already her normally quick hands are starting to slow a little bit. In her attempt to cheer up, she had certainly had a few too many drinks. To be fair, most of the damage had come from that game of drunk Jenga earlier.

Kat arrives as Mina is taking her turn, giving Em the freedom to glance over at her friend and give her a large, almost sheepish smile. She already knows that Kat will be coming with a good-hearted scolding. "I'm not hungry! The poptarts were brown sugar, too, which makes them the least junk-foody of the poptarts. And I had two of them. Where's your drink? Oh, Kat, I'm going to feel silly if everyone else is more put together than me."

This, of course, is inevitable. Even when she is completely sober, most people seem to be better put together than Em.




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Daniel raises an eyebrow at Petra's challenge, but it one that he feels completely comfortable rising to. As cold as he seems, Daniel is actually quite good at taking care of other people when they get a bit too sloppy. Perhaps it is from his efficient control that this skill comes from. There may not always be warmth in the way he takes care of people, but he will without fail have a drunk friend tucked into bed with a glass of water and two aspirins on their bedside table for them in the morning. He has had to do this for many friends in the past, especially since several in his clique have a penchant for partying.

Brooklyn demands a future dance out of Daniel, to which he responds with an indulgent smile and an expression that makes it clear he is quite confident he'll be able to get out of it later. For all of his skills and talents, Daniel has two left feet, and prefers to avoid showcasing the weakness to the entire school. The smile fades quickly as he catches sight of something.

Most people would not catch Brooklyn's sleight of hand, but Daniel has always been the one who sees through magicians' acts. Besides, he and Brooklyn have been friends for nearly as long as he has been at Laurel, and the young woman would have trouble slipping anything past someone who has paid such close attention to her for so long.

Of course, Daniel does not say anything, because he would never do such a thing in front of other people. Truth be told, he is unlikely to do it in front of even just Brooklyn. Daniel is less inclined towards a confrontational intervention and more someone who works through small, subtle acts. He makes a note to keep a close eye on Brooklyn and Petra alike tonight. As they both disappear into the crowd of dancers, he remains back, but still able to see them over the heads of others. He is a silent guard, a watchmen in the night. Perhaps the perceived positions of the group are inaccurate. It seems that Brooklyn and Petra are more like a pair of co-ruling queens, and Daniel the one who watches and protects them.

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Character Portrait: Minami Nomura Character Portrait: Emerson Hill Character Portrait: Katiana Brokenborough Character Portrait: Soledad NΓΊΓ±ez Character Portrait: Mason Hart

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The thing was that Katiana could have a good time and probably would, eventually. Maybe. It depended - on what, she didn't know just yet. But the second Emerson turned to her with damn near glassy eyes and a a smile that was much larger than she normally would have amidst Katiana's light scolding, she already knew that she would be putting 'a good time' on hold for a little while, if only to assure Emerson a not-so-unpleasant hangover. She more than likely wouldn't be able to save the blonde from the hangover she subjected herself too because there was no denying that a hangover was coming, but she'd at least be able to stop an even worse one from forming. Hopefully.

"You do know that that's not how junk food works, right?" She inquired, impassive as she observed Mina and the game. "Junk food is junk food, and none of it is gonna soak up any of whatever you had to drink tonight." Sparing Emerson a calculative glance, Katiana smirked at the other girl, speculating in her head on what could have caused her friend to go crazy with the alcohol already. It wasn't surprising that Emerson had given into the allure of alcohol at an event where everyone was doing it; she was impulsive like that. It was one of the reasons why Katiana loved her, in the first place. However, indulging this quickly into the night and having the alcohol effect her this quickly only meant that something had triggered her, and Katiana didn't need anything making it worse. Sighing, her smirk turned into a more placating smile as she said, "How 'bout this? I'll get a drink if you come get real food with me after this game. I'll even let you pick what I drink."



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When Sol brought up her imaginary line of guys, the laugh felt like it was punched out of Mason and he found his shoulders growing more and more lax, once more back to a state that felt less like nervousness and more like normal. Which was a lot better - no, scratch that, it was much better than feeling as if he would be saying the wrong thing. The situation Kat had put him in wasn't one he was familiar with and it was weird to navigate out of the discomfort and awkwardness left in the other girl's wake. "Damn, NΓΊΓ±ez, a whole line? How the hell am I supposed to compete with that?" was his retort with a wry grin. And when she told him that she'd concede to his request for a dance, he feigned a damn near affronted look. "Somewhat pleasant? I'll have you know that that was only a tease. I do my best shows on Saturdays at eleven o'clock," he told her, shaking his head when he followed her line of vision to where Brooklyn and Petra were.

Ask Mason on any given day, and he would tell you that it wasn't that Brooklyn wasn't pretty or that he actually had an altercation with Petra that resulted in his dislike of either. Because Brooklyn was pretty - really pretty - and he and Petra didn't interact enough for there to be any personal discord. However, that didn't stop him from disliking them and wanting nothing to do with either of them. It didn't help that it didn't take a genius to know that neither girl particularly liked Soledad much to begin with. When Sol moved to pull away from him, Mason reached over to grasp the hand that had been gripping his arm, an earnest glint in his eyes as he gazed down at her and said, "You and I both know I don't need to owe you shit to wanna dance with you." He shrugged. "I just do." Mason found himself staring a few seconds longer than necessary, but not exactly wanting to look away. Whether it was to convey the sheer honesty of his words or simply because of the way the still setting sun made the brown of her skin look even more golden than it already was, he wouldn't be able to say. But, after a moment too long, he licked his lower lip and smirked again, voice teasing as he added, "'Sides, gorgeous, who else am I gonna have fun and piss some people off with?" With her hand still in his, Mason - laughing - pulled Sol to spin her, hoping to start the having fun part (and putting aside the way his heart had damn near lurched at what felt like a confession a few seconds ago).

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Character Portrait: Minami Nomura Character Portrait: Emerson Hill Character Portrait: Katiana Brokenborough

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"That is exactly what I want to do right now- are you sure you weren't admitted to this school as a telepath? Have you been poking around my brain by any chance?"

Mina fake gasped, "I have been exposed." Mina let herself be dragged towards the table, the guys already looking towards them, probably expecting an easy victory. "My life is over!" Her flare for the dramatics a sure sign that the few shot she'd had earlier had already started to affect her, which was a surprise, Mina had a much higher alcohol tolerance than most of her friends. Did she only have a sandwich today, she tried to remember, but she came up blank. She will be sure to fix that as soon as they beat those guys. As Em was taking the the first drink, Mina was trying to asses the guys playing. Two of the four of them were already way too drunk, one was frequently checking his phone, probably waiting for a text from his girlfriend, and the last one was checking Mina out. This will be easy.

"Hey, love. Don't tell me you've been seduced by drunken tomfoolery too." Mina turned to Kat and sent her kiss, "Please, you know I'm the one does the seduction here." She turned and winked at her opponent before she downed her drink and flipped her cup. She took a quick glance to Emerson and Kat, before she drank and flipped the last few cups in rapid succession leaving the guys blinking at her, not yet sure how they should feel about losing.

"Did someone mention food?" Mina hugged Kat's waist, "I'm sure I should eat something, maybe even drink a bottle of water. As should you, Em. Otherwise I'm sure we would regret it tomorrow."

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Character Portrait: Minami Nomura Character Portrait: Emerson Hill Character Portrait: Katiana Brokenborough

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Emerson doesn't mean to be a temporary stopper on Kat's party. She never seems to mean any harm towards anyone- frankly, Emerson hardly even means any harm to flies that buzz rather annoyingly around her. She's more inclined towards softness, sad but not malicious bitterness, and other such things. And yet this path has already been stepped on with one strong, careless foot when she drank too much without thinking about the obligation that Kat might feel to take care of her later on. Sadly, bright as Emerson is she is also quite dense, and doesn't catch on to the hold she has put on Kat's night. All she hears is the girl (not incorrectly) criticizing her food choice with traces of maternal concern in her voice. Emerson is many positive things: she is cheerful, she is smart, she is driven. Responsible, however? It may make cameos in her life, but for the most part she leans more towards spontaneity and carelessness. This is perhaps why Kat is such a crucial presence in her life. It is certainly why she, only half focuses on Kat's concerns at first, instead cheering in celebration when Mina wins the game for their team.

Her full attention finally focuses on Kat, who very much deserves it. "Poptarts are carbs! And carbs soak it up. Or is that starches? You know, I never really enjoyed those health classes they made us take in middle school and freshman year," she admits that her knowledge is pretty shaky when it comes to dietary needs and requirements. In this category, Kat is certainly the more reliable source of information.

Mina jumps to Kat's side, and Em smiles and shrugs knowing she is half-heartedly fighting a losing battle. "Alright, alright. Victory snacks it is! And luckily for you, I am completely lacking in creativity when it comes to drinks, so I'll settle for a vodka cranberry juice. Or maybe we can do a round of shots together, to bring in the new summer? Our final summer?" The last tack-on is half meant to encourage leniency, but ultimately makes Em a little sad to think about. After spending all of her life at Laurel, the idea of leaving it within the next year is incredibly daunting. Especially as she hasn't started any college applications yet due to sheer nervousness that seems to overtake her anytime she starts them. It's as though beginning an application will push her closer to the future and further from Laurel, something that makes her incredibly antsy to think about.

Em links her arms with Mina and Kat, and then smiles with a renewed brightness that comes from a valiant effort at pushing down those thoughts. "Shall we?"

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Character Portrait: Minami Nomura Character Portrait: Emerson Hill Character Portrait: Katiana Brokenborough Character Portrait: Soledad NΓΊΓ±ez Character Portrait: Mason Hart

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"Mmmhhmmmm, sure," Kat said in response to Emerson's defense of her earlier "food" choices. Katiana could indulge in as much junk food as the rest of them and be satiated for the a good portion of the day, but she at least remembered that she could only do that every few days. Then, she'd have to partake in a real meal. If it were any other friend who tipsily informed her of their caloric intake via poptarts, Katiana would have snorted gracelessly and tucked in to watch the fireworks. However, considering Emerson's already precarious management of her health and life - mostly when it concerned to losing herself so deeply in her work that meals were occasionally a last thought, if a thought at all - Emerson wasn't going to be one of those friends she casually watched fall flat on their faces, drunk off their asses and about to receive the worst hangovers their teenage bodies could handle.

Kat welcomed Mina's slender arms around her trim waist by placing a hand on them in greeting, giving one of the other girl's forearms a soft squeeze of acknowledgement. Being one of Katiana's oldest companions, ever, Kat was more than pleased to hear her Mina backing her up, minutely smirking at Emerson's eventual resignation. "Shots it is then," she announced, taking in the dark cloud that rose to cover Em's usually bright countenance at the mention of it being their last summer. It was a solemn thought and one that Katiana didn't like entertaining. She wasn't going to entertain it at all. Hurrying to put Emerson in between herself and Mina because she refused to allow the blonde to be on a corner to mull over unpleasant thoughts, Kat obliged to linking their arms. "Shots first and then ladies, we get me a burger cuz I kill for one right now. And then cranberry with vodka."


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It probably said something about him that having someone stronger than him with him - whether that be emotionally, intellectually or physically, it didn't matter - made Mason grin, made a thrilling frisson of something prickle over his skin like an electric shock. That knowing that Sol could very well toss him on his ass as easily as she breathed flat out did it for him, could make him breathless - that that feeling of actual threat didn't make him cower or have his more feral hackles rise. It probably said something downright pathetic, but he didn't have a certain someone - or certain someones because Mason was pretty sure even Cayden would have something to say about it - so Mason did not feel the need to call it such.

But it was, a secret little voice in his head insisted, even as Sol shoved - any other person, any other powered individual who did not have Mason's healing capabilities and sturdiness would call it a shove, no matter what she said the intent was - at him in the middle of their dance. Because all Mason did was grin and go with it, letting her lead as she willed. "Yes ma'am," he said softly, obediently. But of course, because it was Sol and because Mason was Mason, he couldn't help but let his tone turn cheeky as he added, "'Sides, I think there's some saying or something about guys who go slow anyway. Glad to know you think I'm pretty, though. Gotta keep up with you somehow, right?"

While talking, Mason walked Sol further into the throng of dancing pairs and even groups, grinning all the while, knocking his hat off his shoulders so that it rested on his back thanks to the string Kat had said was the reason why she thought it was good for him. It was warm outside, prone to growing even more-so as the summer continued, and Mason felt the heat building up underneath it, shaking out his brown hair.

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Character Portrait: Keevan Brennan Character Portrait: Minami Nomura Character Portrait: Thayer Gallup Character Portrait: Daniel Ahn Character Portrait: Lucy Wood Character Portrait: Pepper Collins Character Portrait: Asher Blanche Character Portrait: Emerson Hill Character Portrait: Lance Aguilar Character Portrait: Sean O'Callaghan Character Portrait: Air Hirota Character Portrait: Petra Kingsley Character Portrait: Cayden Lawrence Character Portrait: Genevive Rosen Character Portrait: Brooklyn Winslet Character Portrait: Drake Darby Character Portrait: Katiana Brokenborough Character Portrait: Soledad NΓΊΓ±ez Character Portrait: Mason Hart

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[Sorry if this time skip seems a little bit abrupt, but in the interest of moving things along I'm going to jump further on in the night. If no one has any posts for that, then we'll skip to morning.]


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A few hours have passed since the night's festivities began. The music is still playing and people are still drinking, but the night is looking to be on its way to winding down. Those with less energy have started to leave for bed, and thus those who are more inclined towards energy and chatter and whatnot are the ones who tend to remain.

Time: Midnight
Weather: Scattered clouds, comfortable temperature