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Amelia Dunston

"There is a chance, that if you talk to me, I may just disappear."

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a character in “The Academy For The Unusually Gifted”, originally authored by Squeekey, as played by RolePlayGateway

Description

Amelia Dunston
Faceclaim: Ichii Toruu

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|| Age ||
Fifteen. But looks much, much younger.

|| Appearance ||
A short girl with a dark and mysterious appearance. She wears dark colours a lot and likes to wear oversized clothing which keep her warm but are also pretty practical for handling things. Her hair is cropped short in a messy, pixie-bob and her eyes gleam and deep red/pink colour. She has very fair and very pale complexion which really makes the dark colour stand out. She will often be found wearing her sailor-fuku uniform, but on particularly cold days, she dons a nice, deep green duffer coat. [Seen Here]

|| Weight/Height ||
Height: 4 ft 8
Weight: 9st 2lbs


|| Personality ||
She is quite a blank, emotionless girl at first. But on the inside, she has emotions just like any other, and doesn't agree with the feeling of being trapped in this school. Her main goal is survival, if anything, but in order to survive, she must not allow herself to be labelled 'weak'. She doesn't talk much either, and much prefers to sit alone and think to herself, or read a book. But if she grows used to a person, or is somewhat forced into a situation where speaking is necessary, she is no stranger to a good conversation.

Amelia does have some, more or less, strange morals. Sometimes, she refuses to eat for days, or won't move unless psychically forced to. No one really knows why, the therapist her parent paid for her says it must be a psychological thing that she'll get over. But other than her weird habits, she seems pretty normal.

During her free-time, she usually participates in various sporting activities, more commonly baseball and swimming. She'll often be found doing some type of sport when she's not found sat in a corner with her books or being pushed into a group of people in order to "up her social skills" as her mother would say.


|| Likes/Dislikes ||

Likes:
*Books
*Silence
*Mysterious people
*Sports

Dislikes:
*Meat
*Loud noises
*Hyperactive people
*Cats

|| Power ||
Amelia can manipulate the air and energy around her to create a force-field around herself. The force field not only protects her but gives her the ability to become invisible whilst inside of it. She also has a cloaking method, which she can use more freely than the force field but it does not serve her any protection.

So begins...

Amelia Dunston's Story

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“I promise you can rub your scent on me again when she's done if it makes you happy.”
Marshall couldn’t help but chuckle at the image that conjured in his mind. He watched Mike stick his tongue out at him. That also took his mind to a bad place, he could think of a dozen different things he could do with that tongue. “Good grief man, keep it in your pants! You already showed it off to him the first day you met him. It’s ok to finally have some confidence in yourself, but give it a rest already. You’re gonna be here a long time, you’ll be able to build up to that when the time is right, don’t rush things.” His voice of reason scolded him. “But he’s the perfect triple threat; he’s incredibly sweet, he’s fucking gorgeous, and he actually knows I’m alive. What more could I ask for?” He whined back at himself in his head. He shook his head again to quiet the voices and focus on what was going on.

"Alright if it truly bothers you so much I'll put her in my room." Mike conceded. Marshall had to agree with Jurou on this one, he there was something off about that cat, and Marshall was pretty sure it was another student. The eyes were far too expressive to not be human. They all went running off in the direction of Mike’s room, which just happened to be in the same direction as the courtyard. They stopped and he opened the door to see Amelia sitting on the bed. “Damn, guess that means Jurou and I don’t get to see Mike come up with an excuse to show off his ass.” Marshall thought with a dirty little smirk he was sure would have confused the two of them if they didn’t have their attention on Amelia and the kitty right at the moment.

"Ah......Hi." He said before he paused and turned to look and Jurou and himself. He quickly straightened his smirk as he looked at him then Mike turned back to Amelia.

"I'm Michael. I guess I'm your roommate. Um.....I found....this cat by the pools and so I'm leaving it here in the room, is that ok? Just until we find her owner, Jurou doesn't play well with other cats. You don't have to do anything for it I'll worry about it. In fact.....would you like to join us? We're going down to the court. I'm going to show them how my powers work and stuff like that, generally just chill."

Marshall liked the idea of Amelia coming with, but got the vibe from her that she was desperately seeking some alone time and probably wouldn’t be joining them. Marshall was starting to get a little bit fidgety as he waited for Amelia’s response. He still had a plan and everything was all falling into place. He was actually on the verge of maniacally tapping the tips of his fingers together.

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With a small sigh of relief, Amelia had settled down and began to read her book. Had she known she was about to be interrupted however, she would have worn something more presentable to the public; right now she brandished a large, woollen jumper which was the length of a dress and a pair of deep-green thigh-high socks - her comfort clothes. Unfortunately as soon as her long-awaited quiet time had begun, it was quickly ended by the sounds of voices from outside the bedroom door that was then opened to reveal who the voices belonged too. Amelia looked up from the words of the page to see three men and a cat. The sight of the cat made Amelia's eyes widen - she hated cats, so much so that she'd actually show some emotion to portray just how much she disliked them. The cat from earlier however was different; it felt almost human, so Amelia didn't mind it. But THIS cat seemed different, to Amelia at least, and the others seemed to think it was a genuine cat too. The man who introduced himself as Michael - her roommate - let the cat down on his bed, to which it then began to lick itself, getting a rather nervous reaction from Amelia. She didn't like being close to the cat. She looked to the men as if a cry for help, to get this thing away from her, but her face gave no such indication and so, Amelia would have to struggle internally as she was so used to doing.

Amongst the men, Amelia recognized Marshall, who seemed to be smirking. She wondered why until she was quickly pulled to the attention of Michael when he asked if she would like to join them all in the courtyard to 'hang out'. This wasn't exactly something Amelia was used to, going places with people, talking and just 'chilling'; she would much rather stay here, in her room and continue on with her book, but right now there was a cat who she knew would make her feel uncomfortable if she stayed. Surprisingly, even to herself, Amelia nodded to the other and scooted off of her bed, slipping on her white Maryjane shoes before walking out of the open dorm door, nudging slightly past Michael without a word, clutching her book in hand as her sleeves hung over them and made her look even younger than she already did.

Amelia wasn't particularly prepared to become friends with this group of men, especially since they all seemed so lively with one another, but it seemed that a requirement for living together would be co-operation, and the idea of going outside to the courtyard again sounded much better than staying in the room with that cat - at least out there she would be able to read without getting rubbed against and covered in cat hairs that would plague her for eternity. Amelia now stood, quietly and patiently by the other men, watching and waiting for Michael to leave the room and lead the way to the courtyard.

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Utrien felt the flirting was getting kind of out of hand. He felt uncomfortable as the what he assumes to be sexual tension rose between the three. He considered backing away until he heard Marshall call him Cthulhu. Extending a tentacle from the shoulder, he flicked Marshall on the nose. "I be the god of the underworld. Neat." He smirked as he wandered around waiting for them to finish.

Utrien noticed a cat is lurking around. Now that he was calm and got over his need to cuddle with all wildlife, he noticed something unusual about the cat. It's moving and looking around the premises with more perceptiveness than a real cat would. He backed away, thinking he'd done enough scaring people away with sudden mood changes and sneaking up on them. Micheal however, picked up the cat and was now on a quest to return the cat. Utrien lagged behind, he was getting sluggish and let out a yawn that brought tears from his eyes. Rubbing them away he decided to take a nap after Michael showcased his powers. His eyelids and shoulders drooped and he developed a sway in his steps. Stopping right out of the vision of the people inside Utrien leaned against the wall and waited.

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Jurou was most happy that Michael had decided on taking the cat back to his dorm, but the idea of him getting to rub his scent on him sounded amusing and he could tease Michael a little with the fact that he had said it. Seeing him poke his tongue out at him, how cheeky, he was just as childish as Jurou it seemed, that was good, it meant he could have fun with him. He noticed however that Marshall was quiet now and simply just observing, not making any sudden movements or actions, just quiet, guess that was fine though, nothing wrong with not being very talkative.

When they finally arrived at the dorm, he peeked inside Michael's dorm and noticed a few little adjustments compared to his and Marshall's dorm, it seemed much more, home like, perhaps Michael had done something? It was nice, made him feel comfortable. That was when he noticed the female from earlier on the bed reading a book and the way she left the room quite quickly either meant she really didn't want to baby sit a cat, or she really wanted to get out of the dorm, he was assuming it was the cat though seeing as how she had left suddenly at the pool area. She definitely seemed like the type who wanted to be left alone. Either way he shot her a warm, welcoming smile, just take make her feel less uncomfortable around a group of guys. Jurou personally didn't mind if he was surrounded by women or men, he liked both genders equally and gender never really played a part at all in the way he thought. He was quite open minded like that. "Okay let's go then!" He commented as it was clear the female had decided to accompany them to the court yard.

As he started walking, assuming the others to follow suit, he had no idea where it was, so he casually moved beside Michael and slung his arm over his shoulders, brining him closer to him before whispering in his ear "don't forget you said I could rub my scent on you." Leaning away from being so close to his face, he laughed shortly, then messed up Michael's hair, removing his arm from around his shoulders. He glanced at the male with narrow, copper red eyes and grinned, he felt his heart beat a little faster just from saying that, how exciting! He felt like he had just done something crazy, like go sky diving, it was weird, what a wonderful feeling. Perhaps he shouldn't be having so much fun at this place, at least his Dad would be relieved when he sent a letter telling him everything was fine so far. Yeah, that would make him feel happy, knowing his dad wasn't upset.
Jurou was a rather playful kind of rough guy, and he hoped everyone didn't mistake that for something else. He was never the type to mean anything bad by what he did, although there would be a time where he might go too far with a joke, he was usually apologetic about it, just a humorous guy.

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As the group made it’s way to the courtyard, Marshall observed as Jurou threw his arm around Mike’s shoulder and whispered in his ear. It was obvious that Mike liked what ever it was he had said. Marshall thought back to his old school and he was reminded of multiple times he had seen many guys go off the handle from seeing something like this. Marshall’s mind didn’t work the same way as other guys though. Sure he was crushing hard on Mike, but Jurou was really nice too. And it was obvious that Mike liked both of them. “Why make it into competition, when it can be a party?” He thought, shocked a little bit by his own idea. He waited a second for one of his inner voices to chime in, he knew it was inevitable. “Are you fucking serious? You mean to tell me that, rather than making one or both of them feel hurt, or turning it into competition that no one would really win, you would go as far as to start a three-person romantic relationship?” The nagging voice asked. “Yes, if it came to that. I would prefer to pursue Mike exclusively, but if it means that anyone will get hurt, it’s not right if we all like each other. What if they aren’t willing to do something like that? Then I politely bow out and try to be happy for them. However, until such an issue arises, I will continue to go after Mike, but I will not get jealous if either of them flirts with the other one, that doesn’t help anyone. And Jurou’s just as sweet and handsome as Mike, I might even do a little flirting with him too.” The argument in his head seemed to be resolved for now. He glanced around to make sure no one was staring at him as he was sure he had mouthed a few of the words while arguing with himself. Nobody seemed to have noticed, so he smiled and walked a little faster to catch up to Jurou and Mike in the front of the group. He felt happier than usual now and was grinning uncontrollably. He knew someone would notice eventually, but he didn’t think it mattered and his plan was still going well.

They reached the courtyard and opened the doors leading outside. Upon walking outside, he noticed that the courtyard was already occupied by a red haired girl and gravity boy from the mess hall. The two seemed to be intently focused on something, and he didn’t think the group would want to get that guy angry again. Marshall headed toward the opposite end of the courtyard and waited for the others to join him.

“C’mon, slowpokes. I wanna see those wings and the sun is setting.”

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Michael opened his mouth and glared at Jurou rather playfully when he'd said that and gave him a light shove when he mussed up his hair. "Hey! You little douche it took me forever to get my hair this fab." he pouted and flicked at his bangs. Despite the fact that his hair was already inherently a royal mess. In his eyes it was a fabulously hot mess. "Wasn't exactly what I had in mind by rubbing but....suit yourself." He winked at Jurou allowing his mind to go down an unnecessarily dirty path. He was however just referring to his cat form rubbing up against him but....two birds in one stone. Tease him on all his forms. If it wasn't a sly poke at his catlike tendencies it was a sexual innuendo to get him flustered. This was a game Michael enjoyed.

“C’mon, slowpokes. I wanna see those wings and the sun is setting.”

Michael followed Marshall to the other end of the courtyard. "Here we are, the magnificent showcase of the one and only.........Angel." He spoke the last word with a whisper and smiled towards their small group. He spread his arms wide and took several steps back. He was still just in his jean pants and the muscles in his torso flexed gracefully with every move he made. The dry hot wind of the desert stirred and spiraled around Michael, stirring up small clouds of sand and dust. He turned around in place to show his back where his tattoos seemed to be literally pulling away from his skin, shedding their dark inky appearance like flakes of an old skin. His wings burst forth opening immediately. They where not like angel wings as they moved as if simply another part of his body, folding and adjusting their angle to avoid dragging along the ground or taking up the wind. When they folded they encased his back completely and where big enough to wrap around his body yet flexible enough to fold back along his spine.

He bent his knees and crouched low spreading his wings high up and without warning took off with an epic burst of wind. It was like setting off a rocket a cloud of red dirt was blast in all directions leaving a clean circle around where he once stood. He was rocketing upward at astonishing speeds his wings moving with astonishing speed and dexterity. He flew up several hundred feet and suddenly tucked his wings in tight, twisting his body in astonishing acrobatics ending in a hawk's nose dive. He adjusted to a glide that sent him in a circle over the courtyard.

Michael was in bliss up there. The skies where his home and it wasn't hard to see what with the passion and enthusiasm he gave to flying. He was more than an angel up there. He was an eagle, a hawk. Michael did a few barrel rolls, just to show off and allowed himself to slow before he landed, skidding across the yard. His wings gave a few light flaps to cool down before folding against his back and out of the way. He stood before the group, grinning ear to ear and bowed.

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The plan was going well. The site sight of those beautiful wings was amazing.It unfortunately distracted Marshall enough to where he didn't see the grin on Mike's face. Suddenly, without warning he took off and was doing an awesome aerial display, though it was hard to see from all the dust in the air, before landing and bowing. He had a huge grin, if it was possible he looked even cuter with the wings.

“So, how high up can you go?” Marshall asked in awe, hoping to antagonize another display out of him, though he was hoping for a slower display. His goal was for Mike to go as high as he could, hopefully high enough to where the group would look like ants, that should be about the right altitude. Marshall smiled and blushed a little bit as he looked Mike in the eyes when he asked him this. Then, for some reason, his visibility started to flicker once again.

"You should go as high as you can go and hold it for a minute to really show off your abilities."

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Amelia tried to speed up her walking pace as the others all walked along side each other in front, but her short legs could only take her so far in one step, and so she hung back behind the three and walked alongside the other man who she hadn't noticed before back at the dorm. The new man had tentacles, which didn't come as a surprise to Amelia; she knew others had powers in this place. However it did make her think, why tentacles? Is this man a radio-active mutant? of the kind you hear of in comics and video games?, but aside from what she may have thought, he looked how Amelia felt; tired - but Amelia's kind of tiredness was not the kind from lack of sleep, hers was emotional tiredness, the kind that called for a good, long internal conversation with one’s self. But Amelia was getting none of that here. It seemed she would have to work up a way to get around the never-ending interruptions in this place.

As they all soon reached the courtyard, Amelia noticed that the red-headed lady and white-haired man from before were still here, and internally she frowned; it didn't feel right to barge in on their meditation. Though luckily, Marshall led the group to the other end of the courtyard, hopefully from here they wouldn't be too much of a disturbance. Once the group had decided to stop moving, Amelia sat and opened her book again, wondering what the rest of the group had planned for being here. It was only then, when Michael had sprouted wings and propelled himself into the air with a mighty whoosh of wind, then Amelia realised. They all came here for a showcase of each other’s powers, or at the very least, Michael's. As the winged man preformed his aerial stunts Amelia peered up to watch him. What he was doing seemed incredibly stupid; he was bound to get caught any minute now.

Despite Amelia's thoughts, Michael landed safely and gave a bow towards her and the others. Amelia could tell by the large grin on his face that flying was something Michael enjoyed, but it did look incredibly dangerous to be up so high, especially with guards surrounding the area. Once she was sure the show was over, Amelia went back to reading. Bringing the book up a little closer to cover her face, Amelia tried to hide from the others. She could have easily enough have hidden herself with her invisibility, but that was just it, Amelia didn't particularly want to show-case her power(s); she didn't see them as impressive - only necessary - and if she was honest to herself, she was starting to feel shy around this many people, especially since they were all males, and shirtless.

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Utrien leaned back on the fence watching Michael soar. He must feel very free and relaxed up there. Away from the ground and problems. His eyes started to droop, as Michael landed and bowed with a satisfied expression. He stumbled close to Michael and hugged him from behind, careful not to crush his wings. "I have a question," he paused to blink."Can you take someone with you while you fly? And a follow up, can I be the first one?" he smiled a dopey smile. It would be a great experience to see what flying is like. He could nap later, this is more interesting.

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Jurou simply laughed as Michael gave him a light shove, knowing very well they were both mucking around at this point. It was most fun playing around with Michael. That wink though, he was a bit more playful than he thought. The corner of his mouth rose into a half smile, raising a brow at the male. Well, that was a most nice thought though, of freely being allowed to, practically be all over the guy without him caring, sounded like fun really.

Suddenly his train of thought was cut off by Marshall telling them to catch up from being slow pokes, he grinned and did just that as they headed out in the court yard excitedly. Finally they were there in the open space, he loved it quite a lot and could already feel all his pent up energy wanting to escape. Inhaling then exhaling deeply, he was getting a good feel of the outdoors air. That was when he noticed two others outside, they seemed to be well acquainted with each other, what exactly were they doing though? He was curious but didn't want to disturb them and wow her hair. The female's red hair really felt like it was hypnotising him, it was so beautiful, she was beautiful. The guy with her seemed quite interesting, perhaps they were doing something rather serious? To avoid being caught staring, which would be embarrassing, he looked away and caught up to the others at the other side of the yard. He'd have to greet them some time in the future, he really wanted to know about those two.

ImageOnce they were there, he rolled up the sleeves of his jacket, simply out of habit and watched intently for Michael to show his power. That was when two quite large wings extended from his back and Jurou was staring, shocked and amazed. He was speechless as he watched the guy soar, up into the sky, completely not thinking about the guards that surrounded this prison of an Academy. His eyes were just, fixed on Michael. When he returned to the ground with a grin, a big smile formed on his face as he went up to the guy "holy crap Michael! That was so cool!" He felt like a big kid but he hadn't seen anything like that before. Sure he had abilities too, but he only knew of his own, he never grew up surrounded by people like himself, different, so it was new to him. He had never seen a person with actual wings before except for in movies and stuff, he honestly didn't think it was possible so it was quite a big surprise for him. He then noticed Utrien hug Michael from behind, asking if he could take him up with him and Marshall questioning how far up he could go. He would never be as brave as Utrien to go up that high via something so alien to him, it wasn't every day you went flying via angel boy now was it. But he most certainly did want to see that again. "Yeah can you do it again?! Please?" Jurou said encouragingly. He really wanted to see that again, it happened too fast.

In case Michael decided to do it again, he decided to step back and stood beside Amelia who was seated on the ground, simply reading, curious he peeked over her to see the name of the book and the contents inside, leaning a bit too forward without realising, he almost fell on top of the poor girl and quickly straightened himself up awkwardly. That was when he realised he hadn't gotten her name yet. "Hey um. I'm Jurou, I didn't catch your name yet, I wanted to ask at the pool area but you were real quick to leave." Jurou finally spoke up with a light chuckle at the end. As he spoke he watched the three from afar, waiting patiently for what they might do next.

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Michael looked over his shoulder to Utrien, thoughtfully. To be honest he'd never actually tried to lift a whole person into the air the heaviest thing he'd ever took into the air was a school bag full of books and that was only once when he was terribly late. Thinking on it though he did remember it being quite cumbersome not because of the weight but because of the instability and drag it caused on him. The books moreso than the bag. His wings where incredibly powerful and plenty large. Capturing the lift enough for two people of his size to simply glide in one direction would be no problem but gathering the lift and strength to fly upwards as he does would be impossible and he feared that banking either way would cause them to spiral for the ground. "I don't think I can carry anyone at least not very far. Maybe if I practiced lifting bigger things and controlling more powerful winds I'd able to."

“So, how high up can you go?”

"You should go as high as you can go and hold it for a minute to really show off your abilities."

Michael bit his lip and looked to Marshall curiously, a soft smile on his pale face. "I can go up higher than any plane, but it's freezing up there I don't stay up there for more than a few minutes. You wouldn't see me way up there though but I'll go up high. And...I can't exactly 'hold it' I need lift speed brings lift only hummingbirds and dragonflies can hover. I'll glide as slow as I can though once I'm up."

He gestured for Utrien to stand back and once he was out of the way he flexed his wings. He crouched low for a second time and took off, this time his wings flapped to keep his momentum going up higher and higher and higher. The air gradually cooled around him and blew first more wild then more still. He looked down. He could see the entirety of the school from that height. He glided lower in a gentle circles, slowly, hardly flapping his wings at all. He peered down at the group circling the courtyard, they where little more than specs loitering in a sand pit.

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As Mike took off Marshall flickered a little bit then faded to completely invisible. As he did he looked around at the others. As he thought no one suspected a thing as he was “glitching” and faded away.
“Perfect.” He whispered to himself. He then used his telekinesis to levitate himself rather quickly to Mike’s level in the sky. He followed Mike till he got to his highest point and the people looked like little specks. As he began to glide down in wide slow circles Marshall went around a few laps with him until he matched his pace perfectly flying right underneath him on his back looking right into his eyes. He slowly allowed himself to become visible again, appearing right in front of Mike’s face.

“Well, I do have to admit, the view is …breathtaking.” He said watching him freak out a little bit.

“So this is what I have to do to get a moment alone with you; be sneaky, sly and manipulative? Because that is so…” He trailed off as he was distracted by the look on Mike’s face. The utter shock and disbelief were just so damn cute. Mikes mouth was hanging open ever so slightly and Marshall just couldn’t resist the temptation, he‘d been planning to wait until after he had made a joke or two before making a move on him. He levitated a little higher and reached one arm around Mike’s waist and the other around his neck, placing the palm of his hand against the back of his head. He levitated enough to close the gap between them and kissed him. It was a short kiss, but incredibly passionate.

“… worth it.” He said breathlessly finishing his statement from earlier.

“I’m so sorry I just… wait. No I’m not; that was fucking amazing. No way am I sorry for doing that, though I did want to wait ‘til after I flirted a little more.”

Marshall continued to move along with Mike smirking like crazy. To say Mike looked shocked would be the understatement of the century. He held back his laughter and himself waiting for the flood of questions and probably a good natured slap or punch on the shoulder he deserved for what he had just done.

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Utrien backed up and stretched as he yawned. He didn't really expect to be carried, but that would have been great nonetheless. It was amazing to know that someone with this power exist. To glide and fly as they please.

As Utrien was thinking this, he forgot about the draft that pushes away anything that is near Michael. As a result he was pushed off his feet to fall on the ground. He made a muffled sort of noise as he landed on his tentacles that sprung out to cushion his fall. It's a good thing sometimes that his tentacles listen mostly to a primal instinct that reacts faster than him.

Fatigue washed over him in slow waves. He yawned again and urged himself to get up. His body didn't react, except for his tentacles curled around him protectively as he dozed off. Someone needs to either wake him up or carry him away. As his eyelids drooped, he hoped it was the latter and that he wouldn't be abandoned.

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Michael damn near toppled out of the sky what with the shock he got from Marshall appearing right beneath him. He dropped a few inches and almost collided with Marshall. "H-How?!"

Then he remembered. Telekinesis. He could move things with his mind. Michael just never assumed that included himself.

“Well, I do have to admit, the view is …breathtaking.”

Michael simply stared at him, mouth agape. “So this is what I have to do to get a moment alone with you; be sneaky, sly and manipulative? Because that is so…” Marshal's expression seemed to change and he levitated higher putting his arms around him and kissing him passionately on the lips. Michael's heart did acrobatics in his chest and he gasped slightly as Marshal pulled away. Every inch of him didn't want him to stop. Not once in his life had anyone done something so.....wildly unexpected.....so hot. “… worth it.”

“I’m so sorry I just… wait. No I’m not; that was fucking amazing. No way am I sorry for doing that, though I did want to wait ‘til after I flirted a little mo-"

Michael suddenly grabbed Marshal by the collar and pulled him into another kiss, deeper and laden with passion and heated desire. "Goddammit Marshal."

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"Wow. What other tricks do you have up your sleeves Jurou?" Michael asked into the air, unsure where he should look to address him. Many questions formed in his mind about this one. Where did Jurou start and the shadows begin? Could he feel Michael move through him when he walked? The idea somehow made him blush slightly. Then again everything that happened with those two made him blush slightly. Marshall was right though it was starting to get late and Michael had a lot to think about regarding their escape. How the hell was he going to get all his things in the stolen car in time? Surely the guards will be all over them. "Alright then. Bed time. We've all been through a lot. I'll meet you all in the cafe for breakfast and we can continue our plotting."

Michael waited to see if Jurou would materialize again, if he did he would kiss all three of them, including Utrien on the cheek to say goodnight, for Marshall however he let his hand brush down his arm and gave him a soft, suggestive smile. A little thank you to keep his mind reeling through the night."Sweet dreams you lot" He'd say finally turning and giving them a short wave as he walked back inside and towards his room.

Once back in his room Michael yawned and glanced over to see if his roommate had followed. If she was he'd gather his bed clothes and shower things and let her know he was going to get ready for bed, slipping off his shoes and socks and slipping on a pair of slippers. He then wandered back down the hall towards the men's baths and situated himself for showering, folding his clothes neatly on the bench outside the showers. He hummed lightly as he showered the day away. A day of craziness indeed, being carted off across the desert meeting a group of the most interesting guys and plotting their escape. All in one day. It was then that the little voice of doubt stirred in his mind. It sounded suspiciously like his big sister. "What are you doing, baby brother? Haven't you learned from last time? You trusted that girl and it landed you here. Why are you dong it all over again? Running away? With these guys? What do you know of them? One who was abused by his own family, who's sweet as hell...but god knows what kind of anger he could have pent up inside him. And a joker, who would probably run off the moment he sees something more interesting than you. Is this really such a good idea?"

Michael frowned. Steaming water flowed over his thin slightly muscular body as he bowed his head under the stream. He didn't quite have the pornstar ass Marshall had, it was smaller than his, but no less firm and alluring. 'This is a bad idea....I've only met them today but its the only thing I've got. It's go with them or stay here.'

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Utrien smiled brightly towards Michael, offering a husky goodnight to everyone as he yawned. He could finally get to sleep. Although it was quite surprising that Jurou had a hidden ability, Utrien kept his surprise to himself. Everyone could have secrets here.

Shuffling to his room, he looked around and thought 'This place isn't so bad, but it's the only the first day and that could change quickly,' Shaking his head, he flopped on the bed and fell asleep with Ezra sleeping on the headboard. 'Although i'm having misgiving in escaping with people i only met today, it might be the only chance i have.'

With these thoughts plaguing his mind, Utrien fell into an uneasy sleep.