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Jurou Kawaguchi

"How about we play a game?"

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a character in “No One's Hero”, as played by AppleSauce

Description

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Jurou Kawaguchi

"Looks can be deceiving."

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Basic Information

Full Name
Jurou Kawaguchi

Gender
Male

Age
18

Hair Colour
Black

Eye Colour
Copper Red

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Pansexual

Relationship
Single

Weight
65kg

Height
177.8 cm (5'10")

Clothes
Jurou's clothing usually consists of black jeans, black short sleeved t-shirt and a jacket over the top. Some times his pants are more baggy or sometimes he'll have simply a long sleeved black shirt on. Most of the time he wears clothes that are red and/or black.


Mental & Psychological Information


Personality
Jurou is the type to get jealous, be very competitive not just in sports, and to have a bit of a temper. He gets bored easily so is almost always looking for something fun to do, even if it requires him to annoy someone for his own personal enjoyment he'll usually do it. He does get his lazy days though after using so much energy to do different activities, he starts to power down and has really long naps, he could easily fall asleep anywhere. He tends to eat a fair bit because of his fast metabolism he needs all the food he can get and quite quickly burns it off doing some kind of sport. Although he can be a bit selfish at times, in the right moment he can be very caring and is quite loyal to those he cares about. Although, it isn't likely for him to form a close bond with anyone, simply because they either brush him off eventually or he gets bored with them and moves on. He never really had or has any close friends and is always moving from place to place, person to person, sometimes he'll be caught doing the strangest things just to amuse himself. So Jurou is quite restless. He has a few times formed strong feelings for both men and women, but a relationship had never formed, so he's quite new to the whole romance thing, but if he does like someone, he's quite protective and sometimes awkward around them, he'll even tease them to hide the fact he likes them.
Jurou's supernatural ability is that he can shape shift into a rather average sized black, house cat. But apart from that, he has these cat like qualities when he doesn't shift. He has longer endurance than most, good reflexes, quick to act, good hearing and vision, agile abilities, easily climbs buildings and such.


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✔ Cats (or felines in general) he finds them not only adorable, but fascinating, likes the way they look after themselves and don't follow anyone's orders, how they have a mind of their own. How they're quite clever and the History of felines too. Yes he's studied them quite a bit.
✔ Food, but the food he tends to like the most is rice crackers. He's not a big fan of sweet, tends to stick to the savoury and spicy foods.
✔ Sport. Any kind of sport he'll do it, or at least try. This doesn't mean he's actually good at a lot of sport, he just enjoys doing them.
✔ New events, carnivals, theme parks, excursions, new places, sites. He gets really excited over these things. Even if this new place will make him bored once he gets there, simply arriving at the place and looking around makes him excited and full of energy.
✔ Pulling pranks, jokes, any kind of humour, he really loves to laugh and enjoys the company of others who can make and take a good joke. He's quite mischievous so he tends to be lurking around different places he's unfamiliar with, simply out of curiosity.

Dislikes
✖ Dogs. This is because he is in fact afraid of them and he doesn't like how playful they can get, jumping all over him, it really freaks him out. Although he tends to act more like a dog than a cat, he still prefers the company of a cat. Dogs just really scare him.
✖ Rain. It makes him tired and stops him from doing a lot of activities, most of the time. Sometimes if he's really bored he'll still go out for a jog or something, in the rain. If he actually wants to sleep then he finds the rain quite relaxing and enjoys it. Most of the time he doesn't want to sleep though.
✖ Deep water, he cannot swim and so has formed quite a bad fear of swimming pools and the ocean. Which is why he'll never attend any kind of swimming sport event. But he doesn't want people to know this so he tries to make up an excuse for not participating.
✖ Sour and bitter food.
✖ People trying to, control him, or tell him what to do, you have to earn his respect before he'll even consider listening to your instructions. He's a bit of an ass in that way.


Skills & Abilities

+ Major Ability 1 - Jurou's main skill that he tends to use the most. Shifting into his cat form. It is a simple and easy ability for him. If he were to shift while wearing clothing, the clothing would either shift with him and he would simply look like a cat wearing clothes. Or the clothes would remain the same and would simply fall off his feline body. Most of the time he tends to strip down before shifting into a cat, it's simply easier for him. Being naked in front of someone doesn't really bother him at all as he's used to shifting a lot but he is aware and respectful of everyone's wishes not to see a naked man.
+ Major Ability 2 - This ability isn't used as much but it is very useful. When in any form he can become one with the Shadows. Most of his abilities and skills are made for being quite stealthy, to be able to get around without being seen. This only works when in some sort of shade or even the shadow of another person (however the less shadow there is the more difficult it is). He simply sinks down, into the shadow, as if he had allowed himself to be pulled into some sort of darkness. He can then travel through the shadows, quite easily. However if the shadow is broken suddenly, it can be very dangerous or even fatal to him, if he's travelling where the shadow is broken he would simply fall out of this broken part of the shadow or thrown out with a quite severe injury so it is rather dangerous.
+ Major Ability 3 - When he and others are in a completely dark room this is when he is most lethal. When in a dark room, he becomes the darkness and can control it easily. He can use it to much odd, strange, terrifying images into peoples minds, fill their minds with the darkness that surrounds them, and even control this shadow around everyone to crush them, or rather constrict them. It is easier to morph into the shadows, but he is capable of controlling it out of the shadows with his mind and movements. Doing these take a lot of energy however and also injure his soul, in the sense that he is not exactly himself after using it so much, so much darkness within him can change him to something, inhuman and quite sinister. It can tear him inside out. So it's not used a whole lot.
- Minor Skill 1 - Because of his ability to shift into a cat, not only in that form but his human form does he acquire cat like skills. He is able to easily climb up buildings and other obstacles (to an extent of course), can see in the dark, has incredible hearing, sight and reflexes, quick on their feet and very agile.
- Minor Skill 2 - When he was a boy, since his mother passed away, his father decided to teach him some self defence and offence in case he would ever be alone. His father was afraid of passing away with a son being defenceless, helpless, so he took it upon himself to teach him. Jurou learned a lot of basic ways to get out of certain holds, how to counter attack someone with a weapon and get it out of their hands. He also learned of many weak spots most people had such as the most lethal places to hit someone etc.
- Minor Skill 3 - Jurou has amazing endurance and stamina, he is able to last in heated activity for a long time and it takes quite a bit to tire him out. However most of the time after a lot of sporty activity, he tends to eat a lot, but quickly loses what ever weight he may gain from more energetic activity, he's just one big ball of energy.





So begins...

Jurou Kawaguchi's Story

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A pair of headlights peers over the surrounding hills of Dusk Haven. As the black SUV comes down one of the few roads leading into the city, nothing would seem out of the ordinary, unless you were to look up. Above the SUV, the silhouette of what could only be described as an angel flew with a pair of brilliant white wings glowing in the pale moonlight. The SUV drove through the city until it reached a small motel at the edge of the city. The driver parked in an unlit pat of the parking lot as the winged teenager landed and the wings seemed to vanish. One of the passengers got out and he went into the motel with the winged guy.

“We’d like a room with two beds for the night.” Marshall said to the clerk behind the desk.

“Well, you’re in luck, we have one left.” the clerk said in a voice far too chipper for that late at night. “That’ll be $33.57.” Marshall took out a black leather wallet that didn’t look like it belonged to a teenager and pulled out a $50 bill. He handed it to her and she gave him his change and the key to the room. Marshall and Mike went back out to the SUV and got Jurou and Utrien. The four of them got their stuff from the back and went to the room.

“So what’s the plan from here?” Marshall asked “We don’t have enough money to keep getting motel rooms and we need to ditch the SUV soon. This place is teaming with super heroes and the last thing we need is to get them on our ass and view us as villains right off the bat. For now we need to lay low, but we need to get a place to stay. I hear this place used to be a mining town, maybe we can set up in one of the abandoned mines for a while ‘til we can get into something more permanent.” He suggested as he sat on the bed next to Mike and absent-mindedly placed his hand on Mike’s leg and squeezed gently.

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Character Portrait: Michael G. Haddock Character Portrait: Marshall Stevens Character Portrait: Utrien Qualiente Character Portrait: Jurou Kawaguchi

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Michael soared above the black SUV as it drove along the road entering the outskirts of the city. It was quiet out there still, even the streets seemed darker by comparison as the city, A clear ruffling sound could be heard as Michael swooped down to land next to the SUV as it pulled into a corner of the parking lot outside of the motel and a few feathers fluttered to the ground as his wings returned to his back becoming the black tattoos spread across them. He reached into the window to grab his shirt, it was chillier out there than it was back in the desert. He slipped the shirt on and followed Marshall inside. Once they paid the group lugged what little things they could get away with from the facility. Some clothing, bath things. Michael mourned the loss of his "decoration bag" and fussed with his clothes as he and Marshall sat on their chosen bed.

Michael had been struggling inwardly with the discomfort of their uprootage, not to say that he regretted it....but parts of him regretted it. He loved those guys he truly did but they had all underestimated the challenges towards getting there. First nearly getting caught and loosing half his things to tazer shooting neanderthals, then miles upon miles of flying. His entire back was sore and he missed his sister and even now he regretted the short distance in which he chose to ride in the SUV in order to get through the towns they passed. There was no way he could keep an eye on the SUV and fly above cloud cover. Michael's eyes watered up without his consent and he bit his lip at the thought of living in mines. He spoke quietly. "Ok, normally I'd be all for living in dirty mines full of potential cave-ins and bats but I left my decoration bag at the school. There's no way I can make it seem homely enough to live in now." His voice cracked embarrassingly. Michael would ultimately be fine after a long nights rest and some comfort but right now he was tired, full of doubt and just wanted to feel comfortable. He slipped out of his shirt and pants and pulled on a tee shirt, not caring if he stripped in front of the guys at this point. He burrowed under the comforters and brought the blankets over his head, his pouting could be sensed clear as day from under there, his ass indicated as the highest point as he curled up under the covers. He wasn't concerned with who took the spot next to him on the bed, heck he wouldn't have minded if it was Utrien and his squiddly appendages. Utrien had an odd calming nature to him anyways. Michael just waited under there for the lights to go out.

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Character Portrait: Christian Carter Character Portrait: Pit Mason Character Portrait: Michael G. Haddock Character Portrait: Marshall Stevens Character Portrait: Utrien Qualiente Character Portrait: Jurou Kawaguchi

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Marshall knew that right at the moment everyone was on edge. They had all given up something to escape the so-called school, though most of them had sacrificed more than what Marshall had, simply because Marshall had nothing to loose at that point.

They all agreed that it was time for them to get some rest and they would figure out a plan in the morning. Marshall stripped to his boxers and turned out the lights. He crawled under the blankets next to Mike and wrapped an arm around him for comfort. It was his silent way of saying “I’m here for you.” He felt like he was still cold from flying shirtless in the cold air for so long and the comforter did little to keep any body heat in. Marshall pulled himself next to him in a spooning position to share his body heat. He really wished there was more he could do to make Mike feel better about the decision they had made to come to this city, but for now all he could do was hold him until he felt better.







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Pit stirred in Christian’s bed as he got out of the bed. He’d grown so used to Christian’s inferno of body heat as it was the only thing that made him feel even close to a normal body temperature. And now, while Christian was worried about his temperature rising, Pit’s temperature was plummeting like a rock. He had gotten to the point where his finger nails were almost always a light shade of lavender, and his lips always had a little bit of a bluish hue to them. He still never really felt uncomfortable, but he always felt cold. “Might I say you look particularly attractive this morning. Well you do.”

“Mmm, it’s too early to be flirting like that. Now get that hot little ass back over here.” Pit said as he lifted the blanket revealing his naked ass. He knew that Christian wouldn’t be able to resist getting back into bed. Sure enough, he soon felt the warmth he enjoyed so much pressed up against him. “Mmm that’s nice. I don’t wanna go back to school tomorrow. This summer has been so nice, staying at each other’s houses, sneaking off to the mines, fighting crime, dating, and all the enjoyable stuff that comes with it. Now we’re gonna have to spend seven hours a day at school. And there will be all that homework. Just stay cuddled here for a little while longer.” He said as he scooted back rubbing against Christians bulge in his boxers. “Should I take that as a yes?” He asked with a big grin.

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Character Portrait: Michael G. Haddock Character Portrait: Marshall Stevens Character Portrait: Utrien Qualiente Character Portrait: Jurou Kawaguchi

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Utrien sighed deeply, depressed and angry. Through the chase, he forgot to look over Ezra. Now she's in bad shape with a broken wing. Giving her the remaining bread pieces he had, Utrien arranged Ezra in a comfortable position and secured the splint. Since Ezra was using his shirt, he's been shirtless the entire time. Although, spending time with animals has desensitized him to being self conscious. Running a hand through his hair, Utrien fell backwards on the bed. It was going to be a long night.

"Michael, if i can gather enough bats i bet i can make decorations," His voice retained it's calm quality but it was tinged with irritation as he tried to lighten up the mood.

Utrien turned over to hide his smile. "Now don't pout, pouting might will give you wrinkles." His voice monotone, to hide a lightheartedly teasing voice.

Chuckling quietly, Utrien moved around to get more comfortable. With his eyelids drooping, Utrien succumbed to sleep.

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Character Portrait: Michael G. Haddock Character Portrait: Marshall Stevens Character Portrait: Utrien Qualiente Character Portrait: Jurou Kawaguchi

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in the mines the base was up and running well not really up and running for a 19 year old genesis was upgrading the equipment and checking the scanner to see if there were any new guys or trouble and he could see well not see technically a pod of three super powered humanoids in a hotel he left it alone and saw a gang that was on the loose active and making trouble he geared up and headed out he saw them threatening a priest and violating the church and he hated these guy's the gang called themselves the back hands of god which was a joke they weren't even religous so he went into hero mode he used his sound manipulation to block the hearing of the mobsters and took them out and since there are only three so he decided he would have a little fun with irony plan as he took them down then placed them on the three crosses and the last guy in the middle he then flies back to the cave and waited to see his friends.

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Character Portrait: Michael G. Haddock Character Portrait: Marshall Stevens Character Portrait: Utrien Qualiente Character Portrait: Jurou Kawaguchi

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Once they arrived Jurou quickly woke up suddenly, startled by the sudden voices and noises, for some reason he had been much more tired than usual lately, perhaps it was the lack of food? He was more quiet because of being tired, so he simply grabbed his things and entered the motel, following the three yawning from time to time. Right now he didn't care about the details of their plan, he just wanted to sleep, figure it out in the morning. He simply chuckled softly and shortly at a few comment they made.

Seeing as how everyone was getting into bed now, he saw his pants and shirt were comfortable enough, removing his shoes, belt and jacket and leaving them on the ground, he noticed Marshall and Michael were quick to snuggle up to each other and what not. It was clear there was something going on between them and he wasn't sure why but it slightly irritated him. It was too chilly to remove his shirt of pants, and so not seeing anything wrong with it, he hopped into bed with Utrien and wrapped his arms around him as if he were a giant teddy bear. "'Night." Jurou said lazily out loud to the three before falling quite quickly into a deep sleep.

Unfortunately for Utrien though, Jurou was a pretty damn restless sleeper, in the morning there was sure to be half the blankets on the ground, a pillow missing, Jurou would be sprawled out all over the guy, practically suffocating him with himself. At least he didn't snore.

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Character Portrait: Michael G. Haddock Character Portrait: Marshall Stevens Character Portrait: Utrien Qualiente Character Portrait: Jurou Kawaguchi

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center]ImageMichael smiled gently and pulled Marshall's arm around him enjoying the warmth of him there. He hadn't realized just how cold he felt after all that time. Marshall's skin burned pleasantly against his and he blushed faintly as he felt him right up against him with the fullest possible body contact. He fell asleep content in Marshall's arms.

He was the first to awaken the next morning. Drowsy and too happy to be laying with Marshal to want to get up he lay there eyes closed for a while imagining himself back home. He opened his eyes to the sight of Jurou dominating poor Utrien in bed. His mind abrubtly went to the worst conclusion. "Jurou? What are you doing to Utrien?" He asked suddenly, accidentally waking Marshall who was right next to him. He sat up his platnum hair a wild mess from sleeping.

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Morning came and Jurou was deep in a sleep. He could faintly hear a voice but simply groaned in reply and stirred in his sleep a little, squeezing poor Utrien tighter, holding him close to his chest. "'Mmm..." It was difficult to wake Jurou up when he hadn't gotten much sleep or much food, he always needed his sleep to be as active as he was throughout the day. He had slept pretty restlessly, the bed wasn't the most comfortable, however Utrien was.

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Character Portrait: Michael G. Haddock Character Portrait: Marshall Stevens Character Portrait: Utrien Qualiente Character Portrait: Jurou Kawaguchi

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Utrien woke up to a familiar weight on his body. Sleeping in a place where most animals have familiarized themselves to him, he often woke up with an animal on him. Waking up with weight and warmth on him became the norm, so he wasn't really worried.

His brain not computing the last memories, didn't let him realize that it couldn't possibly an animal that he was pressed up to at the moment. He wasn't in his home, far from it in fact. Nevertheless he was still under the morning spell and tends to be out of it.

He wrapped his arm around the warmth and mumbled "M'rnin'," his voice came out muffled, being pressed on to Jurous chest. 'Ah mornings, why...' He wasn't fond of waking up early and would rather sleep in late if he could. Burying that thought in the back of his mind, he proceeded to cuddle the warmth and try to go back to sleep.

Once Utrien realized that the 'warmth' does not have any hair, feathers, scales or fur and is nearly suffocating him, he peeked out of one eye and was greeted with a t-shirt. That wasn't what he was expecting at all. He took a few more seconds to fully realize that the warmth is a person. Squinting his eyes, the memories of the past week came back to him.

Blowing out some hot air into the the t-shirt's chest, Utrien thought. 'Well, looks like Jurou had a great sleep,' he tried to disentangle himself in respect with Jurous personal space. 'Too good a sleep it seems.' he added with a slight grimace.

He gave the escape another try, only succeeding in wiggling a bit, his body sluggish in the morning. Giving up, Utrien laid there, his eyelids drooping from the warmth, waiting for Jurou to fully wake up. Finding nothing else to do he tried to distract himself.

With a husky muffled voice, Utrien tried to start a conversation with Michael. "Fine way to wake up, eh?"

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“I don’t know” Marshall said in a groggy voice even though the comment was directed toward Mike. “I could really get used to waking up to this way.” He smirked as he grabbed Mike around the waist laying his head in Mike’s lap. “So I was thinking that we could go explore the city and get a feel for the city. It’ll be fun, we can go out and see the sites maybe see what all this super hero stuff is about. We also need to find a more permanent place to stay so we might figure something out while we’re checking things out.” He sat up normally to see the others’ reactions. “So sound good?”

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Character Portrait: Michael G. Haddock Character Portrait: Marshall Stevens Character Portrait: Utrien Qualiente Character Portrait: Jurou Kawaguchi

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Jurou simply slept through all the others were saying, frowning at the sounds of a mixture of voices. Jurou was usually a great morning person, but if he had lacked any sleep he was a pretty grumpy morning person, and to show that he made an irritated groan before strengthening his grip on Utrien, he certainly was comfy. His hair was pretty messy from the restless sleep, but it didn't take much to style it seeing as how it pretty much looked a bit in style anyway, always seemed to spike up on its own naturally.

As the voice continued his eyebrow twitched with irritation but suddenly his stomach growled loudly, beckoning him to wake up and that's just what happened. He slowly opened his eyes and well he didn't have the most impressed look on his face, he probably could have easily slept in another two hours if no one touched him. But they did need to get an early start on the day, lingering around the Hotel wasn't the brightest idea. "I'm hungry..." He mumbled, that was when he noticed poor Utrien entangled in his arms, not that he minded the sight. "'Oh, good morning." He commented on the sight as if he wasn't aware he had latched onto the guy. With his free hand that he removed from around Utrien, he covered his mouth as he yawned. "This certainly is a fine way to wake up." He couldn't help but grin and further mess up Utrien's hair as he slowly sat up, finally releasing his teddy bear and rubbing the back of his head. "'Let's get food, wait what were you all talking about?" He asked as he recalled hearing faint voices in his sleep, and he had noticed he was the last to wake up, he was most curious about their short discussion.

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"So i take it that i should expect this again?" Utrien chuckled. He didn't mind, it would bring a sense of home to him.

He tried to shrink away from the hand that tried to mess up his already puffed up hair that sticks up in tuffs. "Food sounds great right now." His stomach rumbled as if to confirm his sentence.

Utrien rolled to the side only to bump Jurou. "Don't we need jobs or somethin'?" His voice came out muffled as he was lying on his belly.

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Character Portrait: Michael G. Haddock Character Portrait: Marshall Stevens Character Portrait: Utrien Qualiente Character Portrait: Jurou Kawaguchi

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Michael chuckled, absently threading his fingers through Marshal's hair. "Jurou , you look fab." He said. He wish he had a camera to capture this moment. "I'm not sure whether you where dreaming about your long lost teddy bear or an old lover." He snickered "Either way you should at least ask poor Utrien out first."

"Alright then. We really should go out and find food as well as a place to stay." Michael was feeling alot better after sleeping but his wings where just about tuckered out. He could feel the aching burn running up and down his back as lactic acid ate away at his muscles. Even though his wings weren't materialized he could feel them aching the tattoos felt hot to the touch. He probably wouldn't be able to fly at all that day. Michael winced as he stretched. "Holy crap........oowwww......shit....it didn't hurt this bad last night I feel like someone beat my wings with meat tenderizers."

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priest went looking for ice pick and tried calling him he waited and like his form self he wasn't patient gathering his equipment he lands in the church bell tower the church he worked in and since it was catholic he hid the stuff in his office in the back and went to do his other job of saving people like his dad use too.

He could feel the young supers in the hotel he stayed at when he first arrived, but he didn't see why he should bother them until he must.

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Character Portrait: Michael G. Haddock Character Portrait: Marshall Stevens Character Portrait: Utrien Qualiente Character Portrait: Jurou Kawaguchi

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Marshall couldn’t stand seeing Mike in pain. He gently placed his hands over the wing tattoos and began to massage the areas that the tattoos covered. Contented sighing let Marshall know that he was doing it right. “That feel good?” Marshall asked as he looked over Mike’s shoulder. He responded with a smile, closed eyes and a simple “Mmhm.” Marshall continued the massage while everyone else got dressed and ready to go. When he had finished, he got dressed and couldn’t help watching Mike as he did the same. “So I think I saw a diner on our way in here last night, looked questionable, but those places usually have the best food.” His stomach growled in response to the thought of good food. Everyone left the room and Marshall locked up. “So that sound good to you guys?”

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When Michael seemed to tease him about hugging Utrien all night, he couldn't help but simply become a bit dazed for a moment, still slowly waking up and pretty tired, he wasn't sure why but he felt like he had lost a lot of energy for some strange reason. He simply shot the male a sly grin, then winked as if to say that he agreed or that perhaps he had already done that, maybe those were his intensions? Either way he left it at that with a long yawn afterwards, only made him feel more drowsy.

"Yup!" Jurou replied to Utrien casually and bluntly. He certainly should expect that again, Jurou enjoyed his cuddling and if he could cuddle a person then he would, other wise it was back to a pillow. It was just more, reassuring and comfortable to him. Perhaps that was a little childish but he didn't think much of it, he cuddled people all the time.

Once they got ready and left the room, he remembered what Utrien had said earlier. "Oh right, hang on, Utrien's right don't we need money?" A sudden thought came into his mind and he continued with a slight grin "unless, we plan on stealing the food? That can be easily done without getting caught. Because well, I didn't bring money with me when I was packing my things last minute from home." Jurou was a little more awake now but still not completely energetic as he'd usually be. It was starting to annoy him.

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Michael stripped out of his shirt. "Well, I'm going to change and shower....if we're going to live in a mine or....whatever who knows when our next clean shower will be." He said. He plucked out some clean clothes from the bag and disappeared into the bathroom, wondering for a split second whether one of them would try and join him.

He turned the water hot and began stripping off his clothes after a few minutes a trickle of steam would come from the doorway showing that it was still opened a crack. Michael was incredibly pale all over and seemed to have no hair below the waist bare and smooth and white as milk, pink as a kitten's nose in all the tender places. He stepped behind the shower door and his sweet figure blurred. He hummed as he cleaned himself but didn't take very long to do so, when he did step out his hair stuck out in spiky platinum clumps his shining honey colored eyes alert and in a lot better mood.

"Alright then let's get going."

He waited till the rest of them did whatever needed doing, showers clothes and so on. "We should probably ditch the van. Leave it somewhere..." He murmured as they headed out.

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Character Portrait: Christian Carter Character Portrait: Pit Mason Character Portrait: Arron ripper AKA Jericho Character Portrait: Michael G. Haddock Character Portrait: Marshall Stevens Character Portrait: Alan Umpton (The Grand Blaster) Character Portrait: Utrien Qualiente Character Portrait: Jurou Kawaguchi

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“Well” Pit grinned slyly. “As much as I’d love to go back upstairs and snuggle your brains out, I’ve learned by now that that’s when trouble shows up. So I say we go out and get some coffee, maybe visit the bookstore, that sort of thing. Nothing specific, every time we make plans they get interrupted.” He walked up and gave Christian a kiss watching with subtle joy as it gave him a shiver and a puff of steam rose from their lips.

“I’ll go get dressed while you finish eating and then we…” Just then Pit’s super-phone went off saying he had a message. “Awe, shit! Looks like we might be working, let me see what Arron wanted. He checked his messages and played the one Arron had just left. “It doesn’t sound too serious, we may have to keep an eye out for some flying nutcase dropping cops on rooftops. I remember hearing a few police calls reporting an old guy flying around, might be the same guy. Also there’s a group of four teens out there that might start nosing around the caves. I’ll pack our costumes.”

Pit went upstairs and got changed into his normal black jeans and a black t-shirt with a blue flame pattern around the trim. He came back downstairs and sat at the table while Christian was washing up the dishes. Christian went upstairs to change and then they’d go out and begin their last weekend of freedom before school started again. At least they were seniors this year and they wouldn’t have to worry about parents when they went away to collage.












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Marshall and the group head to the little diner down the road from the hotel. A group of police cars went driving by with the sirens blaring and it startles the group of guys. Marshall, fearing that they were coming to the hotel and after them for stealing the van and escaping the school, spread his arms out, without even thinking, making contact with all of them and went invisible. He managed to produce enough of an aura to encompass all of them and everyone went invisible with him. He held the aura until the cars had gone past the hotel in the direction of the main city itself. The aura drops and everyone is visible once again. “Holy crap, that was close. I didn’t think I could do that. I guess you can do a lot of things when you have the right motivation.” He looked in the direction the cops were headed and saw a person swooping down and then putting people on the rooftops of tall buildings. He points out the man to the rest of the group. “See I told you this place is a magnet for people with powers.”

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Character Portrait: Michael G. Haddock Character Portrait: Marshall Stevens Character Portrait: Utrien Qualiente Character Portrait: Jurou Kawaguchi

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Utrien changed into his spare clothes. He would need to stay close to them as to not get lost. The city is a place as unfamiliar as the forest and wilderness are to the people living in the heart of a city. Utrien would most likely encounter a lot of things that are rare to find in his home, who needs cars when you can ride wild boars.

They exited the hotel and Utrien couldn't help but to gawk slightly at his surroundings. He didn't see them properly as he was focused on Ezra.

That reminds him, 'I should find some splint and herbs soon. Medicine seems to replace herbs here though.'

As he was pondering on how to acquire medicine, he fell a few paces behind the group. Not wanting to get lost, he jogged up and clutched the bottom of Jurou's shirt much like how a child would and he continued to look around.

He would often mumble things like "Free those animals...oh wait those are stuffed..."He paused as his nose scrunched up."even worse" or "I haven't seen someone that discolored since i saw the sheep jump in mud" as he looked at a badly tanned man.

Often stumbling as he didn't pay attention to the ground he walks on, he was startled when he heard sirens in the distance, even more so when Marshall suddenly stepped back to spread his arms like a shield in front of them. There's a prickling in the back of his head that tells him something's wrong, stimulating his instinct to remain quiet till the danger passes.

As the cars passed he couldn't help but mutter "Looks like the cat's out of the ba-building..." he snickered quietly trying to lighten the mood.

He nods along to Marshall's statement. That was true, he didn't know he can thicken his tentacles until he had to stop the bull from destroying the wall to the lower floor.

He stared at the direction that Marshall was pointing to, coming to rest on a person picking people up only to deposit them on top of a rooftop.

'Hmm, looks like there are people with here after all.'

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Character Portrait: Michael G. Haddock Character Portrait: Marshall Stevens Character Portrait: Alan Umpton (The Grand Blaster) Character Portrait: Utrien Qualiente Character Portrait: Jurou Kawaguchi

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The Grand Blaster, aka, Alan, was chuckling his little aging heart out at the fury and confusion from not just the unfortunate officers he kept swooping up and dropping off on rooftops, but of pretty much anyone in the vicinity who had never seen a masked man in a suit swoop down from the air and place police officers on roofs with no visible flight contraption. The looks of horror, utter befuddlement and complete shock were just plain hilarious to the super-powered waiter, chatting to himself; "At this rate, I might as well forget about any other crimes today, this is as the kids would say, totally gnarly! Fantastic this really puts pepper into my day, certainly a grand way to spend time for The Grand Blaster."

He decided to plant himself bum first on a ledge of a building, seeming out of breath for the moment, taking a rest in hopes of regaining his strength. He sighed to himself as he watched the panicked pedestrians below, smirking under his helmet. Now this was excitement, this was entertainment! Just the shock and worry in peoples faces of the city's finest being lumped atop of buildings helpless to get down. Well, unless there was a door or some stairs, Alan didn't really check any of the buildings thoroughly. His rest was short lived however, as the recently mentioned police having started hurtling down the road with sirens on full blast, no doubt searching for him. He gave little roll of the eyes; dramatically calling out to himself more than anyone; "Well this certainly cut my break short. Oh woe to the hippest villain of Dusk Haven, too much fame can be a curse as well as a blessing for I, The Grand Blaster!"

He then got back up on his feet and began soaring through the sky again, this time swooping past the police cars, cackling maniacally as he fried a few warning laser shots from his finger tips as he flew past, chanting out; "bring it on, bring it on, bring it on! Though really I don't want to fight you!", having to suddenly fling himself upwards as he nearly knocked himself into a group of boys, commenting; "My mistake chaps, go about your business!" Before carrying on hurtling away from the police cars.

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Character Portrait: Michael G. Haddock Character Portrait: Marshall Stevens Character Portrait: Alan Umpton (The Grand Blaster) Character Portrait: Utrien Qualiente Character Portrait: Jurou Kawaguchi

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Jurou couldn't help but smile as he felt a tug on his shirt only to notice it was Utrien, holding on to make sure he didn't lose them. How cute. He laughed softly and briefly as he listened to the male's muttering and mumbling about the things he saw as the walked. Still his mind was quite set on food and he didn't have the energy to really converse with anyone.

All of a sudden he saw Marshall extend his arms and go invisible, along with the rest of them. Whoa, he didn't know he could do that either. Jurou was curious if he'd find any new tricks or things he could do with his powers too. He wondered if it would be possible to pull someone into the darkness with him... No, he shook his head, deep in thought. They would need a lot of mental restraint and will power to pull them in with him. If being in there too long for Jurou was enough strain, imagine what it might possibly be like for another?

Off that subject, he was brought back to reality as he realised the reason behind Marshall's actions just now, the sirens were pretty damn loud, he hadn't seen so much police at once in person before. But he could see what the drama was about; it's not that the man was flying that shocked him but, did he just shoot lasers from his fingers? What. What was even going on anymore. Oh is he flying their way? Instinctively Jurou ducked as the man flew by, telling him to go about their business. "That guy, is crazy." Was all he said on the matter, looking at the stranded officers atop a random building. "Is this something that casually and frequently happens here?" His stomach interrupted his thoughts on the matter as it growled loudly and he clutched it with his left hand.

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Character Portrait: Arron ripper AKA Jericho Character Portrait: Michael G. Haddock Character Portrait: Marshall Stevens Character Portrait: Alan Umpton (The Grand Blaster) Character Portrait: Utrien Qualiente Character Portrait: Jurou Kawaguchi

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Michael blinked shocked by his sudden invisibility and for a moment thought his mind had snapped. He tripped over himself and grasped onto where he thought Jurou should have been on one side of him. "Gah!" He yelped.

“Holy crap, that was close. I didn’t think I could do that. I guess you can do a lot of things when you have the right motivation.”Marshal had said.

"Well then....Not sure how you manage to maneuver without being able to see yourself." Michael murmured just as the aura was dropped. He blushed and let go of Jurou's shoulder, quietly glad he hadn't knocked him over in his clumsiness. He straightened his shirt. "Nice quick think-....." Michael trailed off as he stared a bit stunned at the flying man. He didn't appear to have wings yet he was soaring through the air and shooting laser beams. What...on earth...

"This city is weird." He noted then looked to the stranger that approached them. He raised his eyebrows.

"Thanks but we're fine. Bold move though asking a group of stranger if you could buy food for them." He crossed his arms eyes narrowing distrustfully. "At least wait until we get to know each other first."