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April Summers

Come on. Tell me you don't want a piece of this.

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a character in “Psy Prep”, as played by cirrus_sd

Description

Name: April Summers. Born April Rose Livey.

Appearance: Image
An English bombshell, April is as curvy as a Sine graph, and she knows how to work it. She has an athletic build that isn't overly-worked or ripped, but still quite toned and chiseled. She's tall for a girl, at about 5'9", and since she likes her heels, often appears even taller. She has long, flowing, wavy red hair and dark green eyes, a small nose and full lips that are often coated with some sort of gloss. She is long-limbed, particularly her legs, which she likes to flaunt. She takes meticulous care of her body, her skin clear, lips never chapped, her nails always looking recently manicured, her hair done exactly right (even without her styling it), and not an inch of body hair to be seen, ever. She isn't afraid to get down-and-dirty, though, and when she does she still manages to look perfect. Her usual facial expression is a half-lidded expectancy, a seductive smile playing at her lips and her eyes glinting with a strangely attractive sense of danger, as if she were daring you to make a move and try your luck, though chances are it's not in your favor.

Age: 17, nearly 18

Power: April can block the powers of others. She can prevent and and all psychic powers/abilities/enhancements from affecting her in any state of consciousness, and can also lessen the effect of the powers of those near her, regardless of whether they are targeted towards her or not, for as long as they are within her radius of influence (which is currently at 10 feet, though with further development it could expand). Touching someone immediately renders their power ineffective for as long as she is touching them and for a short period of time afterwards (again, as she develops this ability, that time can be lengthened until she could, theoretically, permanently take someone's power away, though she is a long ways off from that).

Unfortunately, due to the method of implantation and her age when it was done, April's body is slowly rejecting her blood, as the serum that granted her powers had combined with it. April was aware of the possibility of this, and is knowledgeable in the symptoms (which include coughing up blood, fainting spells, internal bleeding, and easy bruising), but does not yet know that she is suffering from it yet.

Sexual Preference: Straight

History: April was born to a modest, middle-aged couple in Manchester and grew up without too much trauma in her life. Her father was a butcher, and she learned a great deal about knives and anatomy from him. Her mother was a casual, stay-at-home florist, and had once been very attractive, but didn't age well. However, she did pass on a few beauty tips to her daughter, and would often dress her hair. April's relatively happy life came to an end when she and her parents were involved in a car accident that resulted in her parents' death. She was put in an overly crowded Children's Home. Since no one paid much attention to her, she was free to do what she liked without repercussion. She grew interested in computers, and continued her passion for knives. At the age of 12, the Home went to London on a field trip, but when it came time to leave, April stayed behind. She acquainted herself with the numerous other street children, and found that she could make money by running errands for the numerous mobsters around the city. She kept this up for about two years until she grew interested in the underground cyber-crime ring. She made a name for herself within the organization when she sold out the information of all the gangsters she gophered for. It was here that she met Mikhail for the first time. The two instantly grew attracted to each other, despite a warning from one of her coworkers. April asked him out when he didn't make a move, but he rejected her. Upset and emotions high, she finally did an online search on him. She discovered he was a spy for the Russians, sent to uncover this very crime ring, and she attacked him. He managed to escape, and April herself left before the ring was torn apart by investigation. Since then, she has been working as a hired hand for whatever organization pays her the most.

Personality: April is the ultimate femme fatale. Almost all of her sentimentality has evaporated, due in part to the death of her parents and Mikhail's betrayal. Although she acts the part of the sexy woman in red well, she feels nothing but boredom or slight amusement, and at times disgust or pity, depending on the man. She holds grudges, and is a strong believer in revenge. She isn't new to killing, and has grown desensitized to the deaths she inflicts. She can be cruel and sadistic to those who have wronged her, the biggest offender being Mikhail. She has a dirty sense of humor and a large ego. Most of her personality shifted for the worst after Mikhail, but some traits that have persisted include her secret fear of motor vehicles (which she plays down as a dislike, but she will slowly begin to freak out if you put her in a car), her dislike for rain, her practice of Victorian Flower Language, her quick-wittedness and love of puns, her nervous habit of twisting her hair around her fingers, her refined straight-forwardness, and, though she is trying hard to get rid of this one, her dreamy idealism. If you can get past her thorny exterior, she makes for a good listener, even if she doesn't look like it, and is good at giving honest analysis. If you really want to hear the truth, she'll give it to you, but depending on the situation, she'll make you work for it. She is quite good at lying, and has a good enough memory that she can remember the stories she tells, preventing inconsistencies. She isn't much for friends currently, as she finds most people pathetic and/or boring. She's good at faking any emotion, so it's difficult to tell what she's really feeling. She speaks with a Manchester accent, but can speak in any English accent convincingly. She is also conversationally fluent in Russian and French. Despite her extreme denial, she still harbors strong feelings for Mikhail.

Equipment

Psychic!

So begins...

April Summers's Story

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Character Portrait: Adrien King Character Portrait: Arian Moira Fay Character Portrait: Zoe Find Character Portrait: Mikhail Petrov Character Portrait: Hallie Green Character Portrait: James Black Character Portrait: Zara Rodsky Character Portrait: April Summers Character Portrait: Chandler Makey Character Portrait: Liesel Engel Character Portrait: Daniel Black
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Mikhail

Well, that was sudden.

Everyone was just running. Which was fine, but it was without direction.

Luckily, Zara was pulling forward. Mikhail caught up to her. "Take the lead," he told her, "You're probably the only person who knows where to go. I'll bring up the rear. If anything big comes after us, I should be able to stop it in its tracks."

Zara nodded, "Sounds like a plan, Captain," she said, giving him a phony salute. He smirked somewhat. "Just do your job. You've only got one. Oh, and make sure people know to follow you."

"No problem with that," she said. They came up to a fairly distinct fork in the forest. Zara immediately when to the right, "This way, people!" she hollered back, waving her arm, "Human GPS says turn right!"

Clearly that wasn't an issue. Mikhail slowed his pace to the back. Just for precaution, he strengthened the gravity of the area about five feet removed from him, creating a 10x15 foot patch of space that would immediately slow down any followers. Maybe even pull down a helicopter or other flying vehicle. Hell, he didn't know what they had. He made the 'slow' zone travel with him as well, a feat that probably would have been near impossible two weeks ago, but now was just only mildly draining. The only thing giving away the invisible patch was the uncanny falling of many leaves, pine cones, loose branches, and the occasional squirrel. Which would really only work to their advantage.

"Keeping up the pace, star-head?" Mikhail called to Hallie, who was close to lagging behind.

April

Meanwhile, in the mansion....

The red-head sighed, bored out of her mind. She had been stuck in this dump for hours, and it didn't help that Miss Goody-Two-Shoes was trying to yap up a conversation every two seconds.

She tugged on a strand of her long, curly hair and examined her flawless nails without any real interest before scratching at the stiff exterior of the couch she was lounging on. It was a deep burgundy color, some sort of replica of an ancient couch you might find in a palace. The kind that are always covered in plastic lining lest a speck of dust destroy the old thing. Much too high-maintenance for April.

She glanced lazily out the window, towards the wooded area that nearly surrounded the mansion. They were supposed to be waiting for some sort of 'rescue', so she had been told. Some students from a school built specifically for freaks. Freaks like Liesel. And now me, she realized. Hmph. She'd have to come up with another name then. Something she herself wouldn't take offense to.

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Character Portrait: Adrien King Character Portrait: Zoe Find Character Portrait: Mikhail Petrov Character Portrait: Hallie Green Character Portrait: James Black Character Portrait: Zara Rodsky Character Portrait: April Summers Character Portrait: Chandler Makey Character Portrait: Liesel Engel Character Portrait: Daniel Black
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Adrien

Adrien nodded, calming down; he was trying to replace his nervous thoughts with energetic energy, but that seemed to make things worse. He joined the group and started following Zara. He hoped that everything would go smoothly and that they would make it to the mansion safely or it would all be his fault...

Zoe

Zoe followed Zara, her and Mikhail taking charge as usual. She wondered about the two of them, it was obvious that if there was something sneaky going on then Mikhail and Zara were part of some organization together where you would gain skills like these, then, here in Psy Prep because of his relationship with Hallie, she got intertwined into it all and is now helping them with whatever they needed. She assumed James knew all about what they were by now but he's just been keeping it to himself. Zoe also guessed that Arian might know as well seeing as she's a telepath. That left Chandler, Daniel, Adrien, and herself definitely in the dark unless there was some freak occurrence where one of them found out. Now that Zoe got all of that together she focused again, wondering how the time that her thoughts were the most ordered was in a time like this. She could see the mansion...they were almost there.

Liesel

Liesel was on the top floor of the mansion, looking through a vintage telescope, waiting for the students to arrive, eventually, she spotted them coming. She was ready, she had to be. She went through a mental checklist of everything she needed for the mission and all of her objectives. Putting her hair up she looked like a normal, everyday kid, maybe a bit eccentric with the Mickey shirt and everything but still. She made her way down stairs glancing towards April. "They're almost here, are you ready?" She asked smiling. There was a 90% chance that she would be successful in this mission, she couldn't let the other 10% get the better of her.

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Character Portrait: April Summers Character Portrait: Liesel Engel
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April

April sighed at Liesel's exclamation. "Ready? For what?" she asked, sitting up. It's not like they were actresses or anything. They just had to act normal. Which was easy enough for April. She had been acting "normal" for God knows how long!

She stood up from the lounge seat and stretched, causing her lazy-day shirt to rise and reveal her flat stomach and the top strings of her thong. Her low-waisted capri sweat pants showed a smidge more. April wasn't exactly "dressed-to-impress" in the conventional way, and she certainly wasn't going for the cutesy thing that Liesel loved so much. But the sweats and boat-neck shirt was enough that she wouldn't be perceived as an overwhelming threat to any girls in the group coming towards them, but revealing enough to make any straight guy go ga-ga with temptation. To assume she hadn't planned out this outfit was a dangerous one indeed. Even her hair was styled a certain way. She would have loved to wear a gown though. A nice cock-tail dress, low cut and small skirt. Drive everyone up the wall!

She leaned against the window, over the seat she had been sitting on, and peered out. The 'rescue team' was on the pavement now. About ten or fifteen more minutes and they'd be upon the mansion. She studied the group carefully, and after a few minutes her eyes narrowed suspiciously. There was something up with two of the people....she couldn't quite put her finger on it, but they kept jittering in and out...very slight, but the jitter was definitely there. Like someone had stopped a camera and restarted it, and the people had moved in between. Was it an ability? Perhaps teleporting? It didn't make sense why they only teleported a little bit, though...

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Character Portrait: Adrien King Character Portrait: Arian Moira Fay Character Portrait: Zoe Find Character Portrait: Mikhail Petrov Character Portrait: Hallie Green Character Portrait: James Black Character Portrait: Zara Rodsky Character Portrait: April Summers Character Portrait: Chandler Makey Character Portrait: Liesel Engel Character Portrait: Daniel Black
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Mikhail

When he saw Hallie fall, his heart skipped a beat. And when he saw she was shot, everything stopped.

He stood still, just staring at that wound as the others talked. Rigidly, he shook his head at their questions in agreement. Hallie? Shot? How? Why? His heart beat faster, and his fists clenched. Before he could even muster a goodbye to Hallie, the two were gone.

Time rushed back to him, as did the very real threat of the bullets. He turned to see two coming straight towards him. They were immediately crushed to the ground. Eyes hardened, Mikhail glared into the direction of the bullets, sending the heavy gravity in front of him. All the bullets coming towards them fell to the ground, useless. When the bullets had ceased relatively, he shot the gravity field forward. It wasn't long before he heard another crushing noise and shouts of pain. Instead of stopping, though, he amped up the gravity, causing the volume of the yells to rise...

Zara

The Pole dodged all the bullets nimbly, once again thanking her power. By now the mansion was in sight, and she shouted at everyone to continue running just as Hallie and Chandler disappeared. Mikhail, however, was standing in a stance that caused Zara's stomach to drop. As the others ran past, she ran back towards Mikhail. Shrieks of pain from afar resounded through the air, and Zara realized it was Mikhail's doing. Something must have happened to Hallie.

"Misha!" Zara said, grabbing his arm, "Now is not the time for this! The enemy is incapacitated, let's just go while we can!"

She tugged his arm again, yanking him away from whatever he was staring at and breaking his concentration. He blinked a few times, breathing heavily. "You're right," he said, a bit hoarsely, "Let's go."

April

The Brit snorted when the bullets came into play. "Really," she commented before withdrawing from the window. The group was nearly upon them. Just a few more seconds, now....

As if on cue, the door burst open and their "rescue team" filed in. April was still in the living room next to the door, and she took her time getting to the foyer. As she stepped into view, however, she saw a face that changed the game entirely.

A face that she had never forgotten. One she had a sore vengeance against. One that she used to love, but now hated with all her being.

She curled her perfect little nails and leaned against the door frame, lips pursed as she stared at this face. My, how it had grown. Handsome, she'd admit. But she had grown too. And she'd never trust this face ever again.

Just as the Russian caught sight of her, April spoke:

"Hello, Misha."

Mikhail

"Hello, Misha."

Mikhail's eyes widened, his breathing hitched, and his stomach dropped.

No. How. It couldn't be.

She had grown, a lot, but it was unmistakably her.

This...this changed the game entirely.

"April..." he breathed.

His surprise, as great as it was, came to an end. He instantly narrowed his eyes at her, remembering she was no doubt still skilled in knives. "It's a trap!" he shouted, and he immediately pulled on April's gravity to pin her to the floor....

But....nothing....happened.....

His eyebrows furrowed, and surprise once again colored his face. He tried once more, tugging as hard as he could, more than he should, enough to crush a man into his own organs.

But still, nothing.

"I...I don't understand..." he said falteringly.

April just laughed. A harsher, colder, more sinister laugh than he had remembered.

"So you're one too, Misha?" April asked, "Well, I'm afraid whatever trick you had up your sleeve won't work on me." She faced the others, "The same goes to all of you, so don't even try to read my mind or any stupid mojo like that. You'll just end up with a headache." She leaned more against the doorframe, her shirt sliding up. Mikhail kept his eyes trained hard on April's green ones, suspicion in him.

"Well?" she asked, "Aren't you all supposed to rescue us?"

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Character Portrait: Arian Moira Fay Character Portrait: Mikhail Petrov Character Portrait: Hallie Green Character Portrait: James Black Character Portrait: April Summers Character Portrait: Chandler Makey Character Portrait: Liesel Engel
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Chandler

They appeared in the school, Hallie still wincing. Her hazel eyes filled with relief though as they had appeared in the entrance of Psy Prep. "God," she sighed, falling back on the ground. "I never thought I'd be happy to be back here."

Chandler laughed a little, uneasy about leaving the others. He helped her up and they decided to find the nurse's office. Over the past two weeks, Chandler hadn't been there for himself, but visiting others. So he popped them there and immediately had the nurse working on Hallie.

A dreadful thought struck him. What if the others were hurt? Should he go back and bring the wounded back? Would there be more wounded? God, why were they sending kids into a mess like this? Seeing Hallie's leg, the side of thigh torn up and bloody, his gut flipped and he couldn't decide what to do. He was usually the best strategist. He played video games where this scenario was brought up a million times! But right now, he couldn't think. Thoughts cloudy, he found Hallie's hazel eyes watching him.

"You'll be fine," she assured him, wincing as the nurse dabbed her wound with alcohol. She was taking the pain rather well, for how bad it looked. "Go see if they need you. I'm sure I won't be needed," she added, an edge to her voice.

"What are you talking about?" Chandler asked, wanting to sound teasing, but only sounded worried.

"Just go," she insisted. "I'll be fine here. Let Mikhail know I'm fine and tell him I said not to worry. Just because I'm not there to actually suck the worry from him, doesn't mean he's allowed to. Kay?"

Chandler smiled briefly, then nodded. "Okay."

And vanished.

~

James

The crystal against his chest pulsed a bit and he turned to see two new faces. He was sure his crystal was trying to update him on their stories, but he uh...got distracted by...hot. Very very hot...ness.

Her shirt rode up, thong strings showing and eyes revealing she knew. She also appeared to know Mikhail. Fuck.

Chandler reappeared as the doors were closed and he assessed the situation briefly, finger pointing to the two girls on the edge of the foyer. "These them? Can we go?"

James gawked. He didn't even seem fazed by the ...the...man, he needed to get his act together. This wasn't a time to be staring at sexy girls...No matter how...close and...confident...and...

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Character Portrait: Adrien King Character Portrait: Arian Moira Fay Character Portrait: Zoe Find Character Portrait: Mikhail Petrov Character Portrait: James Black Character Portrait: Zara Rodsky Character Portrait: April Summers Character Portrait: Liesel Engel Character Portrait: Daniel Black
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April

April smirked and crossed her arms, still leaning against the door frame. It was clear that she had gotten two of the boys' attention, besides Mikhail. The other two...well, one looked too young to be interested and the other who just appeared out of nowhere (obviously a teleporter)...well, he could just bug off.

The sight of Mikhail totally at a loss was satisfying as well. She could tell she had unnerved him quite a bit. Gone was that calm, collected-ness she used to admire. He was more cute when he was nervous anyways.

"I'm afraid you guys are stuck here for a while," April said, inspecting her nails, "At least until your back-up arrives. I suppose you missed the info, but you can't exactly teleport me anywhere. Maybe Liesel, but definitely not me. And I am a victim here, whether you like it or not." That last sentence was directed straight to Mikhail. She pushed off from the door frame and strutted to Mikhail, coming within an inch to his face, "And whether you like it or not," she added tauntingly, "you have to protect us. Including me." The Russian just glared at her. Ugh. He really had grown quite handsome. And...was that stubble?

With a toss of her head and a smirk on her lips, she stepped towards the boy with the bronze-colored hair. "I'm sure we have some first-aid supplies somewhere in the mansion for her ankle. It's large enough that it's certainly probable. Though...we haven't exactly checked out the entire place. Booby traps and all," she leaned forward and lilted her eyebrows up, "Perhaps the lot of you could do a thorough examination of the premises?" She glanced sideways to Mikhail, wondering if he'd oblige.

Mikhail

Oh, this was going to be difficult.

Why did Hallie pick now of all times to be away? He needed her the most right now...

It was clear that April had definitely not forgotten the messy bits of their time together. Even though she was being more than flirtatious, a darker side laced it. At least when she was talking to him.

At her last question, he nodded, albeit a bit stiffly. After all, what else could he do? Abandon them? And there was this other girl, as well, who didn't look nearly as threatening. How in the world did she get tied up with April?

"Let's divvy up," Mikhail said, "We'll go in pairs. Two pairs downstairs, one for each side, and two for upstairs, same deal. Whoever's left over will stay with these two and ensure their safety." He himself pointed at Chandler, "You're with me. We'll take the right."

"I'll go look for the first-aid supplies for Arian," Zara said. She took a few steps forward, stopped, then continued, "Yes...I know where they are." She did give Mikhail a look, though, that suggested a long talk afterwards regarding April. Mikhail sighed and started down the right corridor, putting as much distance between him and April.

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Character Portrait: Arian Moira Fay Character Portrait: April Summers Character Portrait: Daniel Black
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Daniel

Danny nodded, trying to look anywhere but at the (hot) girl - April, someone said her name was April. "I'll stay here," he said, looking for something else to focus on. Uh... Right! "With Arian," he added, reminding himself he had someone to look after while her ankle was busted. "Is there like a chair here or something? We should get a chair." And maybe have it face the window, where he could spend a nice, long time looking out the window for enemies.

Or something. Anything. Aside from staring just being really rude, he did have- Did he have a girlfriend? She seemed pretty girlfriend-ly back at the school. If this was their first date it was officially a failure. Nah, dates had to happen in the afternoon or evening. This was just a mission. They still had time to do an actual date. Maybe there was a town nearby with a movie theatre. Nearby the school, obviously, not around here with the gunners and stuff. And after they rescued these two-

He realized something just then. Without turning, lest he unbalance Arian (and also be distracted by the hotness) he asked "Hey, weren't there two of you? Where's the other one?"

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Character Portrait: Adrien King Character Portrait: Arian Moira Fay Character Portrait: Zoe Find Character Portrait: Mikhail Petrov Character Portrait: Hallie Green Character Portrait: James Black Character Portrait: Zara Rodsky Character Portrait: April Summers Character Portrait: Chandler Makey Character Portrait: Liesel Engel Character Portrait: Daniel Black
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Liesel

When Liesel heard that everyone arrived she came out of the living room along with April. "Hey, the names Liesel," she said waving at the group calmly. "We're going to be stuck here for a few days until our organization comes to pick us up. As April said, there's no way for her to get back safely," Liesel said matter-of-factly. There seemed to be a touchy relationship between April and...Mikhail she believed. She didn't like that Mikhail guy, he had a 78% chance of ruining the mission. Liesel turned to the two kids that were with them...they didn't seem too threatening, the boy had a 43% chance of blowing her mission and the girl had a 47% chance. Liesel smiled at Daniel, brushing away the percentages that were distracting her through most of the conversation. "I'm over here, what's your name?" She asked.

Zoe

Zoe ran inside the old mansion panting for breath, she wasn't that physically capable but she made it safely, telekinetically deflecting all the bullets that were shot at her. When they made it inside there was definitely tension in the air between Mikhail and the promiscuous girl April. Zoe scowled at the thought of April and started walking down stairs. She decided not to wait for a partner, it was a waste of time with the guys gawking at April.

Adrien

When Adrien made it inside he was glad to meet the two agents. One was extremely beautiful though she seemed to be dangerous. The other wasn't as beautiful but she didn't seem as malevolent as the other. "Well, I'll go upstairs, anyone wanna come with?" Adrien asked beginning to lead the way.

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Liesel

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"Well hello Danny," Liesel said nicely. As long as April didn't start any kind of fight with that Mikhail guy it seemed like they would be accepted into the group. Then, the 47% started speaking. Suddenly, for some reason though she rose up to a 50%. Liesel had no clue what caused this...but she didn't like it. If she didn't want her percent to keep going up she had to be careful. She wondered what Arian was talking about...oh, she was probably talking about April, Liesel knew that her looks made her popular with guys. Liesel glanced at Danny, staring at the three of them and laughed a bit "Sorry, I told April to look more decent," Liesel said glancing at April, who was probably getting more and more angry at her. Liesel dismissed the percent raise as probably just a random fluke, it had happened before, but something in the back of her mind kept her suspicious of Arian. Then she noticed the blood, she panicked for a bit but then Liesel reverted back to being calm. "Don't worry, I can run a flimsy first aid until they come back," Liesel said going into the kitchen and coming back with damp and dry paper towels, a sewing pin, and thread. "Do you mind if I help you?" Liesel asked Arian, she didn't want to just start working on her without her behalf of course.

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Character Portrait: Arian Moira Fay Character Portrait: Mikhail Petrov Character Portrait: Zara Rodsky Character Portrait: April Summers Character Portrait: Chandler Makey Character Portrait: Liesel Engel Character Portrait: Daniel Black
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Mikhail

It was funny, really, how reality differed so much from memory.

In the beginning of school, Mikhail had actually thought of April fondly, if not a bit regretfully. It had been the pain of losing her that helped spur him asking Hallie out in the first place. But now, actually seeing her...in the flesh...he had reacted quite negatively.

Maybe it was because he was already dating Hallie. That would make sense. That, and the fact that April...she seemed so different. Right off the bat. Not to mention that they had never been on the same side of things. Even when he did like April, they were supposed to be enemies. Call it a hunch, but he knew something was up the moment he saw her.

He did have to wonder, though. Would he have reacted differently if he and Hallie weren't in a relationship?

His mouth twitched into a slight smile when Chandler mentioned Hallie.

"I'm wondering the same thing," Mikhail agreed, knocking on the wall with his knuckle. Reinforced with concrete and who knows what else. Gunfire wouldn't be blowing through these walls anytime soon. "Maybe they were part of another team, larger, and they were the only survivors? Or maybe they're after what everyone has." Mikhail pulled mentally on a vase to prove his point. It fell over with a heavy thud, spilling water and some pinkish flowers that the Russian didn't know the name for.

"Shit," he muttered, even though he had caused it to fall on purpose. As he bent down to replace the flowers, though, an odd sense of familiarity hit him. They looked fairly fresh, for one, which meant someone was replacing them. April and the other girl, Liesel he believed, were the only two here, to his knowledge. He didn't know Liesel, but he knew April. And April, as he remembered, had a thing for flowers....

"Quickly," Mikhail said as he pulled out his iPhone, hoping he had reception. Just barely, but it would do. "Do you know what kind of flowers these are?"

Zara

Zara ran back down the stairs, first-aid kit in hand. Good timing too. It looked like Arian was about to get stitches!

"Hey!" she said, bounding down to the landing, "You might want this instead!" She practically threw the kit to Liesel, "Don't want blood poisoning or anything." Even if she and Arian weren't exactly buddy-buddies.

Zara herself wasn't much fan of blood, and she put some distance between herself and the sight. Besides, it was April she really wanted to have a talk with.

"I know who you are," she said, a bit accusingly, to the Brit, away from the others.

April snorted. "I believe we just went through introductions, so forgive me if I'm not exactly stunned."

"No, I mean I know who you are, and your past relationship with Mikhail."

The older girl still looked unimpressed, but Zara knew she had her interest. The shorter Pole continued, "So don't think you've got all of us unaware. I'll have you know that if you touch a hair on Mikhail that two people are going to be on your ass."

April laughed coldly. "Two? You and who else? Don't tell me the prick's got a girlfriend."

"As a matter of fact, he does," Zara snapped.

That definitely shut April up. In fact, she almost looked surprised. What she said next, though, and how she said it, made Zara rethink whether she should have said what she did.

"Is that so?" April said slowly, her voice dark as she brushed past Zara down a hallway, "Well, I hope to someday be acquainted with this...lucky girl..."

"Wait, hold on a minute!" Zara shouted, chasing after her. But, to her surprise, she couldn't find her, and had somehow ended up in a large ballroom like chamber. "Shit."

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"Oh, thanks," Liesel said to Zara before she left. She opened the first aid kit and began working on Arian. There was a forty percent chance that she would screw this up. She had to change that. Liesel saw numbers and percentages everywhere without even trying, but changing them...changing them was a bit difficult. After focusing for a while Liesel reduced her chances of failure to thirty percent. It was now time to roll. Liesel went over to Arian and began working. First, she cleaned the wound and numbed it down with alcohol. Then she connected the thread to the needle and began running it through Arians skin. "Tell me if I hurt you," Liesel said but after a while she finished and tightened the stitches.

Liesel went back into the kitchen washing her hands and brushing sweat off her face. When she was ready she went back into the living room, April no where in sight. Liesel thought she saw her leave with another girl...it was the one who gave her the first aid kit. "What was her percent of danger?" Liesel thought in her head worrying about her. She tried remembering but she just couldn't...she would just have to wait until they met again. "Well, good thing that's taken care of," she said sighing.

Adrien

"Yeah, we're all good I think," Adrien said glad that everyone was safe. "Yeah, I'm perfectly fine," Adrien said; he was really nerve wrecked while they were in the battlefield but now that they were in the mansion he was feeling better. Wait a second. They were missing someone. "Wait..." Adrien said out loud trying to remember who they were missing. "Ms. Mione!" He shouted remembering the mysterious teacher. "Do you think she's okay?" Adrien asked. The teacher was scary and allowed to kill them but she was still on their side, and was probably much more experienced than they were...

Zoe

Zoe made it down the stairs looking around to see how safe it was. Well, looking was an overstatement, she could barely see anything in the darkness of the downstairs. She felt around the walls of the room, moving around it. The walls were fragile and weak, but they were underground so no one could break through them. She didn't see any hidden assailants but to be sure she moved away from the walls to go around the room. She heard a creaking on the floorboard. She stepped on it a bit more to see if her ears were deceiving her. They weren't. The floorboard cracked open and Zoe crashed through falling on the ground a few feet away. Dust was flying everywhere and Zoe coughed for breath. Her leg was coursing with pain, she probably sprained something. She called around the dusty floor using her hands to navigate herself, there had to be something hidden down there...eventually her hands landed on something...a gun. She felt around some more...the room had tons of guns, at least twenty. If she had to admit she was afraid, but these people were agents so they needed weapons to fight, but most of all Zoe wanted out of there; but how?

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"They're begonias." April stepped into the hallway with an air of carelessness, her arms crossed and her head tilted upwards just a smidge. "Why? Do you like them?" A small smile played on her full lips.

"On the contrary," Mikhail said sharply, not even looking up at her from his phone, "I think they're pretty boring."

The smile turned into a pout. "Such a pity," she said, bending over to pick up the pink buds, "Perhaps if you took the time to understand them, you'd have a renewed appreciation for these flowers. Did you know, for example, that there is a type of begonia named after Kim Jong-Il? They had it specially bred for him. Imagine that."

She glanced upwards. It didn't look like Mikhail was listening. That other boy, the teleporter, was with him as well, looking at whatever the hell Mikhail was doing on his phone. April stood up, a hand on her hip as she replaced the flowers with her other hand.

"I hear you have a girlfriend," she said. That got his attention for sure. Mikhail looked up, for the most part composed, but she could tell in those brown eyes of his that she had unnerved him with her knowledge of this. "About time," she smirked, "Who is she, anyways? If she's also from Manchester, I may have to murder you."

"Spare yourself the trouble," Mikhail snapped, "She's not, and anything else you might want to know is none of your business."

"Touchy, touchy!" April remarked, adding a crisp tsk-tsk at the end, "Well, she must be quite the girl, Misha. Assuming she does, actually, exist."

At that moment, his phone vibrated. April raised an eyebrow, "I don't suppose that's her now?"

Mikhail ignored her, and she sighed. This was really getting tiresome. "Oh, come off it, Misha!" she exclaimed, "It's not like you're a spy anymore! Or are you?"

Her grin just spread from the expression she received. The other boy looked clearly confused, and Mikhail looked like he wanted to strangle her. "Oops," she said coyly, flitting her eyes to the bespectacled boy behind him, "Did I say something I shouldn't have?"

"Font vous aiment la menthe?" Mikhail demanded. April blinked. The French was unexpected.

"Pourquoi?"

"Je suis dans l'humeur pour le beaucoup de lui. Come on, Chandler," Mikhail took the other boy by the forearm and half-dragged him down the hallway away from her. April laughed breathlessly. Hmph. So he had found out what the begonias meant. And now he was suspicious. If she had known Mikhail would have been part of the 'rescue' team, she wouldn't have bothered to put them up. Not even Liesel knew about her penchant for Victorian Flower Language. And it was just her damn luck that Mikhail had remembered that about her. At the same time, though, it intrigued her. What else did he remember about her?

Bored, now, April wandered back down the hallway. Much of the others had grouped up in the living room, including the two boys she had clearly stunned earlier. One of them was preoccupied with the injured girl, which only left the other. April wasn't in the mood for any blatant teasing, though, so she simply sat down on the couch.

"If you need clothes, Liesel and I have plenty," April told the injured girl, "The offer is open to all the other females. As for the boys, I believe there is a trunk somewhere in the house with mens' clothing. They're a tad bit dated, but all of you here are chivalrous gentlemen anyways, so I doubt it will matter much."

Mikhail

"The begonias mean beware," Mikhail told Chandler when they were far enough away from April. "It's from some sort of stupid flower language that April knows. I'm not sure if she was being sarcastic or serious. I let her know we were on to her, though."

He had received Hallie's text. Rather than go through the messy bit of texting, he called her directly. Even though he didn't let it on, April....April was still April. Hallie would be a splash of cold water. Bring him to his senses.

Plus, he didn't want to deal with the awkward silence and/or rapidfire questions from Chandler after April's whole 'spy' bit. Talking to Hallie would help fill that void, and hopefully leap over the subject.

The phone rang for a long time. When he thought he heard it pick up, he asked hurriedly, "Hello? Hallie? Hallie, you there?"

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Mikhail

Mikhail listened with bated breath as Hallie conversed with the new student. He heard her ask what his ability was, but the guy was too far away from the phone for Mikhail to understand clearly.

"He can do what?" Mikhail asked, "Create a tangerine or a what? And his name is Excel? What?"

He had wandered a bit while he was talking, Chandler being oddly quiet behind him. Maybe he had teleported away already? He came to a turn at the hallway and continued on. This hallway was thinner, and Mikhail was glad he wasn't claustrophobic. Since he hadn't met any forks prior, he decided to keep walking, figuring that he'd be able to find his way back easily.

April

April rolled her eyes at the love show going on in the living room. She left as they did, going down the hall to one of the rooms. She heard activity coming from one, and she peeked in. Ah. It was the dark-haired girl. It looked as if she had just come out of the shower. And...was sleeping? April knocked her knuckles on the wall.

"May I come in?" she asked, and eyed the pile of clothes on the floor, "And possibly offer you clothes as well?"

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((Thundergod, there are no other psychics that anyone IC knows about yet ._.))

Zoe

Zoe jolted up when she heard April's voice, she was surprised to hear someone enter her room. She pulled the sheets of the bed closer to her to cover herself up. That was the girl that all of the guys were drooling over, April if she remembered correctly. Zoe glanced away from the mass of sex appeal before her, she wondered if anyone would ever be attracted to her, but she shook the thoughts away, she didn't want love, sometimes she hated her girl mind. "Uh, yeah, you can come in...clothes would be good," Zoe said, she knew that she was going to need them, she just hoped that the clothes she got would be something good.

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April walked over to one of the bureaus and yanked the drawer open. "These should fit you," she said, handing Zoe some of Liesel's clothes. They were about the same size, right? And she was sure Liesel wouldn't mind. And if she did, well, April sure as hell wouldn't care. Besides, she wasn't sure if Zoe would be comfortable--or fit well--in her own clothes. She had packed mostly low-cuts, sweat pants, tube tops, short skirts, torn tights, shiny leggings, that sort of thing. Her suitcase looked like she had robbed an H&M. Which wasn't entirely off-point.

April opened her mouth to ask another question, but she heard male voices pitched with worry and nervousness drift down the hallway. "I'll be back," April said, stepping out from the room. She took a few steps towards the living room before halting. Her eyes narrowed ever so slightly when she saw Zara, unconscious, on the floor, and the other two boys by her. "Shit," she muttered.

"Someone find Mikhail," the bronze-haired boy said. April noticed a lump beneath his shirt. When she squinted, she could just make out a faint blue glow emanating from it through the fabric, and her eyebrows peaked in interest. "I'll find him," she spoke up, faking worry on her face as she neared them, and went off down the corridor.

Mikhail

"How am I doing?" Mikhail repeated, "Ah, let's see....well, I sure wish you were here with me." He really didn't know whether to tell her about April or not. He knew Hallie didn't like being lied to--oh he was well aware of that--but would knowing about April do more harm than good? "The mansion is huge, but kind of strange. Oh, and those two people we had to rescue? They're both girls. And, get this, they have powers too! One of them can nullify powers, which means we can't teleport out, so we're stuck here for a couple days."

Mikhail turned a corner without realizing it, and continued talking, "It's kind of weird, huh, that there are so many other people with powers? Do you think these people might be a part of Psy Prep? Or maybe they're like that other guy, and from another psychic school....Jeez, how many psychic schools do you think there are, that we don't know about?"

He heard Hallie scowl something to someone else. "Leave her alone," she said next. Mikhail furrowed his eyebrows. "Is there someone else there? Another new student?"

Suddenly, he reached a dead end. Well, it wasn't so much a dead-end as it was a locked door. Mikhail jiggled the knob. It looked old, and rattled, but it held fast. But, with some gravity tweaking, the lock proved no problem. Phone still pressed firmly to his ear, he pushed the door open....

.....and gave a loud yelp. The floor suddenly disappeared, leading to a dark, almost pit like drop to past the bottom floor. It must have reached all the way to the basement, maybe further!

Mikhail's heart thumped at his near-fall, and for a second, flashbacks of his 20-story fall filled his mind. He pulled away from gaping hole, scrambling backwards until his back hit a wall. He had pushed the door back in the hurry, and he struggled to get his breathing back to normal. "Shit..." he breathed.

"Almost fell..." he said when he got his breath back, "That would have sucked, huh?" he gave a nervous laugh. He stood up, but when he turned around, April was standing behind him.

"You!" he exclaimed, the sight of her surprising him almost as much as the missing floor. "What are you doing? Are you spying on me? And why does that room have no floor?" He pointed demandingly at the closed door.

April looked confused, and sighed. Crossing her arms, she said flatly, "Just thought I should let you know that you're Polish friend is not exactly conscious right now."

Mikhail's stomach dropped. His phone nearly did. Without a word, he ran past April, trying to backtrack to wherever she might be, despite having no idea where he was.

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Hallie

Anna started introducing herself a bit more, but Hallie was distracted by Mikhail's sudden yelp into the phone. Wincing from the sharp noise, she turned away from Axel and Anna, frantically asking, "What happened?"

"Almost fell...That would have sucked, huh?"

Smiling, a little relieved, Hallie began to answer, but Mikhail was distracted.

"You! What are you doing? Are you spying on me? And why does that room have no floor?"

Hallie listened hard, barely catching the other voice. It was female. "Just though I should let you know that you're Polish friend is not exactly conscious right now."

"What?" Hallie exclaimed. "Mikhail!"

He wasn't answering. All she heard were footsteps and then "OOF!"

Mikhail must have hit something hard, a few groans coming through the phone. "Misha!" Hallie cried out.

But another voice joined in on the other line, definitely Chandler. "Sorry dude," he breathed. "Zara. Over here."

More frantic footsteps followed and the voices were muddled with panic and Hallie couldn't decipher most of them. James was there though. She felt better knowing at least those three boys were there taking care of Zara, but what had happened? Why was she unconscious?

"Mikhail?" she asked again, but wasn't sure if he was even holding the phone anymore.

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Zoe

Zoe grabbed the clothes that April had gave her, they looked like they were a child's or something. She was given a pink shirt with some anime character plastered onto it and blue denim shorts. Zoe was repulsed at the thought of having to wear it but it was better than nothing, and Zoe was pretty sure she wasn't going to fit in anything of Aprils...she didn't have long legs and didn't exactly have...a broad chest like April did. Zoe brushed the thoughts away scowling to herself. It didn't matter anyways. She folded the clothes and put them next to her bed to wear in the morning as April left. When she was gone Zoe slid down the bed even further, waiting for the models return.

Liesel

Liesel looked around as everyone left. Sighing to herself she checked outside a window for any attackers, just dark sky...it was getting late wasn't it? She would have to show everyone to the rooms. Now that she thought about it...they only had five rooms for ten or so people. Sighing to herself Liesel worked out the math in her mind, she and April could sleep out on the living room couches or something, and some people could share beds or some could sleep on the floor. She heard worried voices coming from down the hall. She ran to the location of the noise spotting James, Chandler, a newly arrived Adrien, and an unconscious Zara on the floor. "Is she okay?" Liesel asked rushing to the group. "If April had anything to do with this...who knows what would happen" Liesel thought to herself. It looked like rooms would have to wait...

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Mikhail

It felt like the ceiling had come crashing on him.

He didn't even notice his phone had slipped from his fingers. He didn't hear it drop, or Hallie's voice calling his name.

There was a visible droop in his shoulders as Mikhail looked at Zara. He knew she wasn't dead--couldn't be dead--but he checked her pulse anyways. Regular, for the most part. He picked her up and put her on the couch, keeping her head elevated on some pillows. As he withdrew his hands, he realized he was shaking. And...there was an odd, but familiar smell....

It hit him. Chloroform. They had been taught to recognize the smell at the MID.

"Who did this?" he asked, clenching his fists, the black fabric of the glove crinkling. After a silent pause, he stood up and whirled around. "WHO DID THIS??" he demanded loudly. His eyes laid on April, and he knew, he just knew! that she was the one responsible. "You," he said, his voice dangerously quiet as he pointed at her with his gloved hand, "It was you, wasn't it? You did this? Why did you do this?"

"Relax, Misha--"

"DON'T CALL ME THAT!" Mikhail shouted, "I'm not Misha to you! Not anymore!"

He could tell he had touched a nerve, but he didn't care. April's eyes looked hurt for only a second, though, before reverting to their cold, emerald glare. "Fine, Mikhail. But it wasn't me. Besides, why would I even bother with the Pole? She has no interest to me."

"Is that so?" Mikhail demanded, "I know you're a good liar, April." He turned to James, "She's lying! I know you can't read her, but she's lying! She's been lying since we got here, and we can't trust her!"

"Why would I lie?" April defended, her voice growing high-strung, "Besides, I think you are missing one important detail! You're supposed to be rescuing us! Weren't you all checking the house for traps? Wasn't that your idea? Maybe Zara just fell into one of those traps. A trap that Liesel or I could have been victim too! That anyone could have been victim too! But you're accusing me of somehow being involved?"

Her bottom lip trembled at the injustice of it, and a tear threatened to fall, but Mikhail wasn't paying attention to her display. He stopped paying attention after those few words: "Wasn't that your idea?"

It was. He couldn't deny it. He had told everyone to split up, to check for traps. Was Zara like this because of him? Was this his fault? His fists were curled so tightly his knuckles were whitening, his left ones threatening to break through the fabric. No. That wasn't right. It couldn't be because of him. Somehow, he knew this was April's doing. He had a perfect record. Hardly messed up on a mission, and he certainly didn't get his team-mates into trouble like this. The worst was that last mission, but even then, everyone had made it out alive. Zara being like this, especially since he was so protective of her, didn't make any sense. It had to be April. It just had to.

He made up his mind. He turned to Chandler. "Teleport us out of here," he ordered.

April's eyes widened, "Mikhail, what are you---"

"Teleport us out!" Mikhail repeated. He glared directly at April, "We're done here."

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Mikhail's display was hardly called for, though he did seem to have a history with April. James couldn't tell if she was lying; he couldn't tell much with her in the room at all which bugged him. Her threatening tears switched his thinking gears on though.

"Calm down," he ordered Mikhail. "You're not thinking straight. Chandler's not taking us anywhere."

The bespectacled boy had crouched, picking up Mikhail's phone to answer a muted calling voice. "Hello?" he asked. "Hallie, Hallie, its okay...Mikhail's just...uh, upset. Everything's fine. Well...yeah, Zara's unconscious...but...No! I'm not teleporting you here. C'mon now! Everyone's ordering me around and..."

James cut him off. "No, do it."

Chandler's eyes widened. "What?"

"Teleport her here. She can calm Mikhail down."

Chandler argued right away. "If Hallie's here, then we'll have one more person to look after. No offense, Hallie," he added into the phone. "You're just not..."

Eyes rolling, James tore the phone from Chandler and put it to his own ear. "Hallie, do you want to be here?"

"What?" she snapped. "Didn't you hear Chandler? I'll only be in the way."

"But-"

"Focus on Zara. Mikhail's staying too. You guys need to stop fighting with each other and focus on keeping those girls safe."

"Hallie..."

She was quiet for a moment, then said, "He knows her."

James' eyes flicked to Mikhail as the silence settled in the room. His chin dropped in a quick nod. "Yeah."

"Pretty?"

"Yeah."

"K."

Hallie was quiet on the other end for a long moment. Then hung up.

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Mikhail

Although Mikhail couldn't hear what Hallie was saying on the phone, he had a feeling it didn't bode well. James was too silent on the phone for too long.

To his surprise, James pulled the phone away. "Why'd you hang up?" Mikhail demanded, snatching the phone away from him. One look at the phone screen offered a different explanation, "She hung up? What did she say?"

He was getting worked up again. Hell, he was already worked up. This wasn't good. Two weeks ago, he wouldn't be anywhere near the emotional state he was in now. Then again, maybe he would be. He had always been protective of Zara. The image of him slamming Trick into the lockers instantly replayed in his mind. He blinked hard to get rid of it. And then he shut his eyes, took a deep breath, and exhaled long and slow.

"It's late," he finally said, regaining his composure, "Let's....let's just go to bed. We'll discuss this tomorrow, when Zara is actually awake and can give us an account of what happened to her. Or at least what she remembers." He glared sideways at April as he said the last part before stooping to pick up Zara from the couch.

She exhaled huffily and put her hands on her hips, "I don't know what you keep glaring at me for!" she protested, "But I can assure and reassure you that I had nothing to do with it! Besides," she taunted with a toss of her head, her long red hair cascading loosely down her back, "if there's anyone to be suspicious of, it's you. It was you who betrayed me, Mickey, not the other way around!" And with that, she turned and flounced down the hall, slapping the hallway loudly with her flip-flops before slamming her door shut.

Mikhail ignored her jeers the best he could, but the words still pierced through him. Immediately, he began to mentally justify his actions. She was the one working for the enemy, after all! And it wasn't as if he meant to lead her on! He was only doing his job, and hadn't he helped by not going all the way that one night? These thoughts rang throughout his head as he stepped down the hallway in the opposite direction April had gone. He picked the room at the farthest end away from her and slammed his door shut just as loud--if not louder--than she had shut hers. He forced the light-switch up with gravity and had to force himself to put Zara on the bed gently. Once she was securely tucked in, though, he immediately smashed a chair inside itself, along with a couple throw cushions before sitting angrily in a plush armchair stuck in the corner. He buried his face in his hands as the guilt-filled thoughts riddled his brain. Zara, Hallie, April...they had all been hurt because of him! All the should'ves in the world wracked his mind as he helplessly thought of a bazillion ways he could have, should have, done things differently to prevent all of this.

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April stormed back into the room that the other girl--what was her name again?--was in. After she had slammed the door, she continued stalking into the bathroom, slamming that one as well. Finally out of sight, though, she relaxed immediately, and a sinister grin spread on her lips. Continuing to play the part audially, she turned the faucet on full blast and washed her hands, splashing the water occasionally. Girls washed their faces when they were upset, right? She washed her own, but she was far from upset. She wasn't even angry. As a matter of fact, she hardly felt anything. Except the sweet satisfaction of growing revenge.

When the appropriate amount of time passed, she shut off the faucet and dried her face. She had to keep this charade up for the other girl. The brit opened the bathroom door, hair in slight disarray from the towel, but not unattractively so. With an aloofness that wasn't completely out of place with the emotion she had been displaying earlier, she lounged on the plush armchair in the room, towel discarded on the bathroom floor.

"Sorry to keep you waiting," she said, with just a tinge of bitterness--false as it was--in her voice, "But, as you may have heard, I had to deal with certain...difficult accusations." She gave a well-placed sigh, and leaned against the arm-rest, eyeing the girl. Now was a crucial moment. She wondered how to play her cards to sway the girl to her side. She certainly didn't look too energetic. There seemed to be something troubling her, and there was something about the girl's eyes that hinted at a hidden...severity? Dark side? She didn't know what to call it, but it wasn't difficult to assume that this was definitely not your bubbly, happy, Liesel-type girls. April suppressed a grin. "How long have you known him? Misha? Though I suppose I can't call him that anymore. Funny, Mikhail was never this severe when I knew him. He must have changed"

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Zoe was startled as April burst through the door in anger and moved to the bathroom. She listened intently as she washed her face in the bathroom. "What happened to her?" Zoe thought to herself. April had always seemed to be extremely calm and collected...something must have happened to upset her. Eventually, she finished and exited the bathroom and began speaking to her.

"Sorry to keep you waiting. But, as you may have heard, I had to deal with certain...difficult accusations. How long have you known him? Misha? Though I suppose I can't call him that anymore. Funny, Mikhail was never this severe when I knew him. He must have changed"

Zoe blinked twice to herself, her eyes showing that she was troubled. She looked down at the bed as she fiddled with the pink quilt. It was disgusting really...flowers stitched into it, probably for the young child of whatever rich family used to live here. "I've known him for a month or so now...but he's not important," Zoe lied. It seemed like April knew Mikhail...she would have the answers that she needed...it would be just as simple as asking her..."Where did you meet him?" Zoe asked "and did he betray you too?" Zoe asked showing anger in her eyes. To be honest Mikhail never really betrayed her...maybe her trust...but to get anything from April she would have to work with what she could...Zoe guessed she had an ulterior motive as well...so if either of them were to get what they wanted...they'd have to work together.

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April's eyes flashed at that sentence: "Did he betray you too?"

So Zoe--ah, she remembered her name now--had also fallen victim to the infamous Misha hit-and-run? It was a bit comforting to know that she wasn't the only one, but frankly, April always knew there were others. A guy that good-looking and that experienced--even at the young age she had met him--must have broken throngs of hearts.

April tossed her hair, and said in a matter-of-fact sort of voice, "Oh, I met him in London. At a ball, actually. Or rather, an evening dance. A gala. That sort of thing. I think we were both 15, or close to it. Mikhail was in a suit, and I was in a dress, and we danced the whole night away. We weren't supposed to meet again, but we did anyways. Mikhail was so friendly too. So charismatic. You'd have never have guessed what he was actually thinking. We...nearly went out," April said that word a bit acidly. Even though she was over it, the revelation that he had a girlfriend now stung hard, especially combined with the knowledge that they had never, officially, 'dated'. "It was very hush-hush," she continued, "And yes, in the end, he betrayed me. He lied. And then he ran away. Typical." She sighed. All an act, really, but fueled with emotions that she had felt. Years ago. But she still felt them.

Finished with her exposition, she turned towards Zoe, "I'm assuming you've also seen a less pleasant side of Mikhail? Not very attractive, eh?" She smirked and lifted a leg, tugging at a loose strand on her sweat pants, "And I hear he has a girlfriend now, too. Clearly he's changed since I last met him." The red-head cocked her head curiously, "What's her name, anyways? I think someone mentioned her, but I forgot."

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Zoe sighed silently to herself. It wasn't exactly the information she was looking for...but it kind of relieved her pain after seeing that even someone like April could feel cheated by Mikhail. "I'm assuming you've also seen a less pleasant side of Mikhail? Not very attractive, eh?" "Yeah...I guess you could say that," Zoe said regretfully. "And I hear he has a girlfriend now, too. Clearly he's changed since I last met him. What's her name, anyways? I think someone mentioned her, but I forgot." "Yeah...he has changed hasn't he..." Zoe said silently, almost as if speaking to herself. "Her names Hallie," Zoe said her eyes darting to the wall. That was the girl Mikhail truly liked, she was attractive, cool, special, etc., etc. while she was just Zoe. She turned over to April again. "When you met Mikhail...did he ever seem suspicious. As if he was hiding some dark secret?" Zoe inquired, trying to make it seem as normal as possible.