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Freddy Velden

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a character in “The Bonded Four”, as played by Myfootlesscow9

Description

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General Information
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ImageName

Freddy Velden

Nicknames

Fred

Gender

Male

Age

20

Romantic Interest

None right now

Sexuality

Bisexual

Element

Earth



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Appearence
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Hair

Dirty Blonde in the cold months. All blonde in the warmer months.

Eye color

Blue-Grey

Height & Weight

5'11 and 170 lbs.

Ethnicity

German

Detailed

WIP



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Inner Self
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ImagePersonality
WIP

Ability
WIP


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Likes

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+ Italian Food
+ M-80 Monster
+ Pineapples
+ Comedic Movies
+ Horror Movies
+ Theatre
+ Summer/Fall
+ Takis
+ Learning Languages
+ Color Green
Dislikes

- Reading
- Singing
- Country Music
- Public Restrooms
- Musicals (There are exceptions)
- Failure
- Prudes
- Seafood



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A Little More Facts
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ImageMajoring in school?

Double Major in Botany and Acting; Minor in Linguistics.


ImageHistory

WIP

Other

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Face Claim
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Simon-Paul Wagner


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Theme Song
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Doctor, doctor, need you back home in bed
Doctor, doctor, where you at?
Give me something
I need your love
I need your love
I need your loving
You got that kind of medicine that keeps me comin'

My body needs a hero
Come and save me
Something tells me you know how to save me
I've been feeling real low.
Oh, I need you to come and rescue me

Oh!

[Chorus:]
Make me come alive
Come on and turn me on
Touch me, save my life
Come on and turn me on
I'm too young to die
Come on and turn me on
Turn me on
Turn me on
Turn me on
Turn me on

Make me come alive
Come on and turn me on
Touch me, save my life
Come on and turn me on
I'm too young to die
Come on and turn me on
Turn me on
Turn me on
Turn me on
Turn me on

[Nicki Minaj:]
Oh, you make it, make it right
My temperature is super high
If I scream, if I cry
It's only 'cause I feel alive

My body needs a hero
Come and save me
Something tells me you know how to save me
I've been feeling real low,
Oh, I need you to come and rescue me

Oh!

[Chorus:]
Make me come alive
Come on and turn me on
Touch me, save my life
Come on and turn me on
I'm too young to die
Come on and turn me on
Turn me on
Turn me on
Turn me on
Turn me on

Make me come alive
Come on and turn me on
Touch me, save my life
Come on and turn me on
I'm too young to die
Come on and turn me on
Turn me on
Turn me on
Turn me on
Turn me on

[Bridge:]
You've got my life in the palm of your hands (palm of your hands)
Come and save me now
I know you can, I know you can

D-d-d-d-don't let me die young, I just want you to father my young
I just want you to be my doctor, we can get it crackin' chiropractor, I, I, I, I

I, I, I, I know you can save me
And make me feel alive

[Chorus:]
Make me come alive
Come on and turn me on
Touch me, save my life
Come on and turn me on
I'm too young to die
Come on and turn me on
Turn me on
Turn me on
Turn me on
Turn me on

So begins...

Freddy Velden's Story

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Win Régine Butler Character Portrait: Freddy Velden Character Portrait: Siberia Roman Holloway Character Portrait: Micah Thompson

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“Yes yes, I am positive I will be fine.” Win spoke into the phone, calmly and in her gentle, soft accented tone. “Just don’t get yourself into trouble, New York is big, alright?” said her brother through the cell phone that she held up to her ear. “I promise.” She laughed a bit, adding on “Now, I have to go. Give my regards to mother. Je t'aime!" and hanging off the phone after saying I love you to her brother, in the obvious french language. It wasn't hard to pick up from the hint of an accent that laced through her voice that she no doubtingly had spent at least a little time in the romantic European country. She was born there and raised until she was ten years old. That was until her father packed up and left, leaving her mom with no income left to raise Win and her brother, Adrian, as the father was the only one working. Her mother could not possibly have gotten a job anywhere at that pint, at least not one well enough to support her young kin, so she packed up and moved them to Seattle where there aunt lived. She eventually, after grieving and ranting about the run away father, went to school and got a job as a secretary to some oil company's head office. It payed the bills just fine.

It sucked in Wins mind to know she was the very reason that caused her father to run away. He couldn't deal with the knowledge to know that his daughter was some kinda freaky kid who controls fire. Turns out his nickname for her 'Little Satan' wasn't so adorable after all.

But yes. Win can control fire. More then that, but basically anything fire related, she can do. Start 'em up, shut them down and all that jazz in between. She had been hiding it since she was even more of a petite kid then she already is now, only having her mother and brother, and her "father" knowing. She was good at hiding it at this point, as was defiantly going to have to in her new college and roommates.

Just thinking about that snapped her back into reality. That, and the fact the cabby had told her she had arrived on campus. Paying him, she hopped out of the car, and grabbed her luggage out of the truck, holding two suitcases, as she glanced around the bright, and cheery college environment. "Oh dear." She mumbled a bit, setting one of her bags down and digging out a map from her jackets pocket. Unfolding it, she tried to find her way to the corner round back, to where the lofts that the school rented out where. Feeling confident enough she could find her way, she shoved the map back, and began walking around, trying to memorize some of the faces she saw along her way.

Finally arriving after about fifteen minutes of taking wrong corners, She made her way through the lobby doors, and to the door on the left side, reading '101' Each building only had two lofts, one directly across from each other. Taking out her key that she had gotten from the person she got her scholar ship for, as there was no possible way she would have ever been able to pay for this school herself, she unlocked the door, hearing a small click before walking inside the beautiful spacious area.

She found herself just standing there for a moment, trying to take it in. It was odd to her that she as a scholarship student would be placed in here, but then again, it was to house four people, so it would have to be spacious. "Any one here?" She called out, seeing if she was the first to arrive. after a minute of silence, it was safe to assume she was. Taking in a small breath, she picked up her bags and headed down the long hallway where rooms where placed. To her surprise, each door already had a label of names of who to be placed inside them, and after peeking into each room, they all looked different. Making it to the last down to the right, she saw a dainty white sign that read 'Win Butler' and she walked in, knowing that this was to where she would have to be placed.

That took her by shock. It was a rather spacious room, almost all white in contrast the the color she mostly wore, black. It had a desk, sizable dressers, a fire place (To her joy), a bed that was lifted above what looked to be a small coffee table, and it even had patio doors that led into a small garden area in the back. Setting her bags down beside the dressers, she went and flopped down on the lounger chair, and closed her eyes, trying to take a moment to herself.

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Character Portrait: Win Régine Butler Character Portrait: Freddy Velden Character Portrait: Siberia Roman Holloway Character Portrait: Micah Thompson

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"Ladies and gentlemen, we are nearing our destination and Captain Conner has turned on the fasten-seatbelt sign. Please put away your folding table, return your seat to the upright position and fasten your seatbelt. If you are using any electronics we kindly request you turn them off during our landing. I would like to take this opportunity to thank you for flying South African Airways and we hope you enjoyed the flight."

Micah took out his earphones while he put away his folding table. The movie he was watching had stopped now that the aircraft had begun its descent, he didn't mind since he could have told the ending after watching the first 5 minutes already. For the first time during this 15 hour flight the seat in front of him went to the upright position, Micah had been furious at the lady in front of him who did not seem to speak a word of English. Very convenient... His flight had been uncomfortable to say the least, Micah could never sleep sitting up and as such he spend his time watching movies and switching from one butt cheek to the other. Due to his fear of flying his palms were sweaty and he hadn't gotten up during the entire flight. His bladder was able to explode if the landing would not occur soon. Since Micah had no intention of looking outside, the blinds had been closed during the entire flight. His neighbour didn't seem to mind, since he had been sleeping since before they were offered their first beverage. The hostess had just come by to ask Micah to open the blind for landing. He had grudgingly accepted, although he could see no reason why they could not land like this.

The personnel took their seats and Micah could feel a drop of sweat on his forehead dripping down. He tucked on the seatbelt making it tighter then it needed to be. It did little for Micah's state of mind. When the wheels finally touched the ground he noticed he had been holding his breath for a minute, maybe due to the tightened seatbelt. Although they were safely on the ground, he could not wait to get off the aircraft. His bag was firmly stowed underneath the seat in front of him, but he grabbed it now he had to get off the plane. He had checked in between the magazines at least 20 times to make sure nothing would be left behind. When he got out of the plane he moved to the toilets as fast as humanly possible. Relieved and empty from the inside, Micah made his way to the passport inspection. Having heard the stories of the strict American passport control, Micah was surprised he wasn't stopped. You won't hear me complaining about that... The baggage belt was already filled with luggage from his flight. He picked up his duffle bag the moment it caught his eye and he took it on his shoulder.

Coming outside the chill surprised Micah a bit, he definitely should have packed his coat. He walked up to one of the yellow cabs he had seen in so many movies. He got in the back with his duffle bag and reached down in his back pocket to get the address of the campus. "Could you please take the scenic route, you know Times Square for example?" The driver grunted a response and Micah was not sure if he would see Times Square today. However, half an hour later he could see the billboards and the M&M shop he would certainly visit within the next week. The traffic was hectic, not the simple traffic of Cape Town that Micah was used to. But a last after a long sit the cab stopped in front of the campus entrance. He paid the driver and dragged his duffle bag from the car. He put on his middle school backpack and slung the duffle bag over his shoulder once more. He stood in front of the entrance for a minute, while the cab pulled up and drove off.

"Your first day?" The voice came from behind Micah and he turned around. The speaker was a girl, probably around 22 years old.
"So it is that obvious, huh? I'm actually looking for my new home, could you point me in the right direction?"Micah put on his friendliest smile while asking. He showed her the letter he had received. She showed him exactly how to walk and even joined him for the first half of the journey. Standing in front of the loft Micah took out his key. His mom had forced him to wear it on a string around his neck, a bit over protective, but very sweet.

He stepped in to the loft and dropped his duffle bag right at the door. Okay, that does not look bad... He moved forwards toward the living area and spotted the quite large kitchen. He might be able to do some cooking in this place. Opening the fridge he found it was filled with groceries and he grabbed a can of coke. He then spotted the long hallway where he thought the bedrooms could be. The first door on the right appeared to be for him, his name was on a label on the door. He opened the door and glanced inside. The room looked cosy and there was a lot of wood in the furniture. It actually looked more expensive then Micah would have thought. Not unlike the family estate back in Cape Town. He threw his backpack on the bed and kicked off his shoes. Closing the door again he wanted to check out if any room mates would have arrived already. The room across from him was still empty as well as the room on the far left.

The last room was taken. Micah did not know if walking on his socks made him ninja-like quiet or if the blond girl in the lounge chair was in fact sleeping. To make his appearance known he knocked quite hard on the already opened door."Excuse me, I just wanted to introduce myself, my name is Micah."

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Character Portrait: Win Régine Butler Character Portrait: Freddy Velden Character Portrait: Siberia Roman Holloway Character Portrait: Micah Thompson

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"Your dorm is that way Ms. Roman" A peppy blonde girl wearing a corduroy mini skirt and white collared button up pointed to a blue door as she eyed Siberia up and down once more. "Be nice to your roommates mmk? Four per dorm. I'm sure all of you will get along just peachy, or else have to endure each other for the semester." Her Barbie-fake smile and lame little jokes were annoying the hell out of her, and she was hoping at this point that she would either explode or have her annoying little chittery voice box removed. Which ever came first, both would be a relief. Sibera reached into the front pocket of her Pikachu bag, producing a small silver key she had received in the mail. Though she found the door unlocked. On black metallic spiked heels she trotted into the room, almost tumbling as her heels got tangled in the plush carpet. Looking around she eyed the area, her crystalline blue oculars missing absolutely nothing of the open "comuntity hall/living room" type thing she was standing in. The roof was way above her. This room alone was practically the size of her whole house. In Oregon she had pretty much lived in a shack on the sea, though she loved it anyways. She wasn't a material girl except when it came to clothes, makeup, and stuff she ordered online.

Clack Clack Clack Her heels began to talk as the floor changed from carpet to hardwood as she entered a spacious hallway with five doors. Four marked with names, and the one at the end marked "Bathroom." She grimaced. One bathroom. Fuck. Strolling down to the door marked "Siberia Roman" on a nice white plackard she instantly decided she would paint it black and decorate it with flowers. Glancing briefly across she noticed a door marked "Win Butler" and then diagonal was one marked "Micah Thompson". She couldn't see the name on the door adjacent to hers so she shrugged and trudged in. Wall to wall white with more plush carpet in a rich shade of pastel rose. Even the furniture was painted white. She inwardly shuddered. This place needed a make over, but damn it was HUGE. Her room back in Oregon had to be shared with her little sister Augustine. The house itself was so small with only her daddy around to support her after her mother had died. Of course, if the person commits suicide, life insurance isn't granted, which is exactly why they had to move from their upscale life in England to a tiny place in the states. Plus her dad needed to get out of the country, away from the place where so much pain had taken over him. She smiled a little bit at her familiar cat print comforter that was neatly placed on her bed with a small note:
"Had this shipped from home, hopefully it makes you feel a bit closer to us. Love ya kiddo xoxo Dad, PS: Augustine is enjoying having the whole room to herself."
She bit back a giggle at her odd family, collapsing on the bed and breathing in the blankets familiar smell, which enveloped her and took her away from the smell of paint fumes and new car that the rest of the place seemed to be douced in. She was going to have to burn incense in here by the pound. Leaving the room and closing the door behind her, she decided to passively meet and greet her room mates. Tying her long black mess of hair into a quick bun she ran her hands over her jean skirt to smooth it out and straightened the collar on her shirt. Best make a good first impression.

As she strode directly across the hall to the room she had previuously noted marked as "Win" she stood in the doorway, lingering back as she saw the boy had already beat her too it. She curled her black nailed fingers into her fist and knocked, pursing her black lips at the two in a frown briefly before entering. "Hi! Welcome to New York!" She smiled brightly at them, though she was sweating bullets from the nerves. "FUCK! That was so stupid! They could have lived here their whole damn lives and you could have just welcomed them to a place they've always been. Fuck. You cant even get one thing right Her brain instantly snarled up in a web of anger and frustration and embarrassment. She fought very hard to keep under control but she could already feel herself getting worked up, and in response the door slammed hard behind her, as it did when she accidentally blew it shut. "FUCK. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. She jumped at the noise. "God, this place is haunted now too?" She quickly covered for herself, shaking off her panic. These were just people, same as everyone else. She hoped she wouldn't get to close to them, for they couldn't know about her. They couldn't know. And that was precisely why she was so nervous about actually living with people who didn't know. They didn't know her secret.

From age 5 when Siberia would throw typical tantrums of children that age, storms would whip up, leaving the house in utter disarray and chaos. Siberia was an air bender, and it tended to get in the way. Of course now it was more controlled, but she tended to slip up, especially when she was nervous. And Siberia was damn nervous. No one could know she was a... well a freak.

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Character Portrait: Win Régine Butler Character Portrait: Freddy Velden Character Portrait: Siberia Roman Holloway Character Portrait: Micah Thompson

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Freddy was currently at a Dunkin' Donuts not to far away from the campus in New York. Freddy wasn't exactly thrilled to be going back to school. It really wasn't his thing considering he felt like an outsider compared to anyone else. He was the only person of his "Kind" that he knew, and was convinced that he was the only person on the whole planet. Freddy can control the earth with a wave of his hand. His powers were always with him, but he didn't start to put the pieces together until he was age 10. Freddy is an orphan. He never knew his parents because of his gift and connection with the earth. Some say that he ended up killing his parents in some bazaar accident involving his powers, but no one knows for sure. Freddy pulled out a silver key he got in the mail. He looked at it like he wanted to throw it away and not look back, but no matter what he thought, he had to go to school. Freddy always looked uncomfortable attending a new school. Feeling like an outcast since high school, he didn't like starting out somewhere new.

Freddy got up and threw his garbage out in the trash. He walked out into the still early day and strode along until he reached the campus. Freddy was wearing a green shirt with a grey zip-up hoodie, black jeans and black tennis shoes. He recently cut his hair, so his ears are a bit chilly. He put on his headphones and started to listen to the song he favored most. Freddy would always start his Ipod on Turn me on by David Guetta, it was kinda of his thing. He reached one of the main buildings and looked around for a while. He took a hesitant step towards some of the dorms in front of him. His dorm was one of the middle ones, and the outside looked really nice. The building kept that aged look that held history. However, the inside better be more modernized. Freddy entered the building and used his silver key on the door. What he saw in front of him was a huge living space that appeared to be the living room. He looked around and noticed no one in the living room. Am I the first to get here? Really? I even took my time to get here too. He took a left and found the kitchen. A kitchen that was decked out with modern appliances. He looked around and to his pleasure, Freddy found a smoothie maker. Got to remind myself to make a smoothie later He thought as he went over by the bedrooms. Freddy passes to what seemed the guest bathroom. It looked nice, but on the brochure, the dorms said that each person had an individual bathroom. He looked around and saw four doors with labels on them.

Glancing at every door, he noticed all of them peered open but one on the right. He noticed his name on the door and took a deep breath. Freddy turned the knob and scoped out his new room for the next nine months. Wow, not bad at all! He thought as he sat his two bags down on the bed. He looked around and noticed another door and saw that it was a bathroom. "Yes! My own bathroom. Awesome!" He looked around and heard a slight knock on the door. Who would that be? He wondered as he headed out the bathroom.

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Character Portrait: Win Régine Butler Character Portrait: Freddy Velden Character Portrait: Siberia Roman Holloway Character Portrait: Micah Thompson

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Win felt like she was nodding off in the sleep deprivation she felt. She recalled back to the plane ride from New Orleans to New York. She had a layover in a small city that took around two hours, and then back on she went. The whole trip took her around five hours. The first portion of the flights was fine. She kept to herself, listening to her music, reading through the school handbook as she felt nervous about doing something wrong. She didn’t want to get kicked out, as she was on a scholar ship after all. As long as she didn’t have a fire incident, she thought she would be fine.

The second portion of the flight was a bit longer. It had its good parts, it had its bad. She was sat down with another guy around her age. Wasn’t too hard to look at. They actually had a pretty cool conversation, about their likes in music, television, about how they both where going to new schools and such. The crappy part was the stereotypical little kid behind her kicking her seat, giggling at one point, and then mercilessly screaming the next.

Shaking her head off that thought, she kept on nodding off, until she heard a knock at her door. Opening her icy eyes, she glanced at a boy, who she didn’t recognize. Well, of course she wouldn’t exactly recognize him, but still. Standing up, she gave kind of a sheepish laugh, embarrassed a bit that he found her half asleep. Walking up to him, she extended her arm softly, offering a shake of her hand in light greeting. “It’s nice to meet you.” She smiled brightly. “I’m Win, but a lot of people just call me Pixie.” She stated, before quickly adding in, “Oh! But you can of course call me whatever you want,” Giving another small, awkward laugh.

Turning a bit to look over at the new face that appeared, knocking on her door, she offered another smile, a bit of nervousness under laying it as she slightly bit her lip. Giving a small flick of her hand in a wave, she began saying “ Hey, than-“ but cut off as the door slammed, in which caused Win to let out a small squeak, jumping back a bit. Laughing at her own self, she shook her head, “No, It’s probably just that the windows open. Must have just been a gust of wind.” She noted to the girls comment to it being haunted, as she moved towards the single window, other than the patio doors, in her room. Getting a grip, she pushed it shut.

It was weird though. She didn’t feel any wind, and it looked like fairly decent day out, but it was the only logical reason; but Win knew things didn't always have to be logical. It wasn't very logical how she could instantly light the fire place that stood only a few feet away from her without even blinking. Yet, she was able to do it. So maybe it was ghosts. And if that was the case, she didn't know how she felt being stuck in a haunted house. Half of her thought it was super cool, half of her although didn't want to get murdered in her sleep by some Helter-Skelter, dementor looking poltergeist.

Turning back towards the two, she tilted her head and said, “There’s one more person we’re waiting on right?” wondering if maybe he had been here and just loitering around. ” "Yes! My own bathroom. Awesome!" Came a sound from one of the rooms, that was loud enough to be heard through her shut door. “Guess that answers my question.” She laughed a bit, going over to open her door, and peek outside into the hall way.

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Character Portrait: Win Régine Butler Character Portrait: Freddy Velden Character Portrait: Siberia Roman Holloway Character Portrait: Micah Thompson

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The girl in the chair stood up and walked towards Micah with her hand up to meet his. He shook her hand short but firm, just like his father taught him. When she introduced herself he could hear a French accent in her voice. At least I'm not the only non-American here. Her smile was bright and Micah couldn't help but smiling himself. When she said he could call her whatever he wanted he started thinking Blondie or Frenchie, and if she would have been one of his friends from back home he probably would have. Since she suggested Pixie, he thought it was only polite to go with that. "Je suis très heureux de faire votre connaissance."Micah tried in his best French. At the wine farm he was from, there were a lot of tourists and he had learned the most basic things in a number of languages.

Hearing a knock on the door he just came through he turned around, but before he could see his other female room-mate the door slammed, leaving a surprising look on Micah's face. He heard the explanations of both girls and didn't believe either of them. If there would have been a gust of wind he would have felt it as he stood between the open window and the door. And according to the architecture this place was not that old, so Micah didn't think it was haunted. It was, however, too early to suspect his room-mates of any weird things. Just because you have a secret, doesn't mean that everyone does...

Finally Micah was able to answer the question of his second room-mate. "Thanks for welcoming me to New York, you sure are the first one to do that." He said it with what he thought was a comforting smile. Quite honestly the girl looked a bit startled after the door had suddenly shut. Maybe I am not the only one that is a bit nervous about living with total strangers. At that moment Micah could hear the fourth room-mate regarding the bathroom euphoria. He followed Pixie out the door to meet the last part of their household.

He thought if everyone was here, maybe it was time to have dinner together. He thought of something to make, maybe something easy, like home made pizza. "Hey, if you are all okay with it, I wanted to get started on dinner. Just to check, is anyone allergic to anything?"

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"Oh!" She piped up at the allergy question. "I'm a vegetarian. I don't know if that counts as an allergy." She hadn't realized it until now, but man, she was hungry. She smiled once more, silently thanking the boy for not being rude about her New York comment, and she was glad that there were foreign people here to welcome. As they went to see the other boy, who apparently was filled with bathroom euphoria, she stepped into his room, glancing around. It was different than hers, though still big and beautiful. She then glanced at the sturdy blonde boy before her, laughing.

"Not used to your own bathroom?" She asked jokingly, poking fun at his excitement. Truth be told, she was damn excited that they each got their own. The last time she had more than one bathroom in a house hold was when she was very young, back in England, but she could barely remember that far back. So personally, she felt the same, just she didn't express it on the outside like the boy. She smiled kindly, holding out her hand. "I'm Siberia. It's nice to meet you and it's good you're as excited as you are for this. Having a good attitude will make this better." She smiled and turned to all of them, embarassed about what she was going to say, but she was so nervous and so excited for her schooling, for this new experiance, for a chance to maybe make real friends if she could keep it together. Shaking she made a tiny little speech, rather corny persay. "I just wanted you to all know how excited I am to meet all of you. I really do hope we can become close, retain a good friendship for our duration here and make good memories. I want you guys to be more than just roommates. I know it sounds stupid, but I have this kawaii little dream of making my best memories and friends and stuff in my university thing or whatever and I just..." She stopped herself, blushing. "Idk.. sorry that was dumb." And with that, she fell silent, letting go of the boys hand she had been shaking and heading to the kitchen, hoping that the first boy was going to make food. By the looks on their faces she could tell they all thought she was crazy or something. Or worse. A goth freak. Or even worse. Just a freak.

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Character Portrait: Win Régine Butler Character Portrait: Freddy Velden Character Portrait: Siberia Roman Holloway Character Portrait: Micah Thompson

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Freddy turned the bathroom corner and was shocked to see three people here already. They all probably know each other by now and that made Freddy feel a bit of an outsider already. Great, this is probably going to end up like high school again. He thought as he stood there staring at all three of them. Then the black haired hair spoke up and asked about his bathroom preferences. He smiled and answered the question with a hint of a German accent. "No I'm not really used to having my own bathroom. Growing up there was no such thing as 'your' own bathroom." He explained as he glanced at all three of them. :Nice to meet you Siberia. I'm Freddy by the way and I'm from Germany," He went on. "I am able to speak a few languages fluently by now. I'm able to speak German, English, Spanish and Korea pretty fluently. I'm hoping to learn French next." He said smiling at all three.

A few minutes of chattering, then other guy introduced himself as Micah. He wasn't that bad, he was pretty nice. He mentioned pizza and that got his stomach growling a bit. Loud enough though for the other three to look at him. "Ha, sorry I guess I'm a lot more hungry than I thought." He admitted. "But since we are on the topic. I'm not allergic to anything. AS long as there are no mushroom or black olives I should be fine. Also, I hope you don't ind if I put pineapple in the pizza. Ever tried it? It's amazing." Freddy said as he went to go turn off the bathroom lights to join the group once again. Suddenly Siberia started to rant about how great this is going to be and how she hopes to find long lasting friendships in all of them. Siberia then grabbed his hand and started to shake it as a form of greeting. Freddy couldn't help but smile at that. He never thought of having friends really. He was used to being by himself for most of his life because of his ability.

The room fell silent for what seemed like an hour. Siberia let go of Freddy's hand and apologized for her ranting session. Freddy didn't care however, he was just happy that he was going to have friends for the first time, and hopefully not think he is a freak when he thinks it's time to reveal his power. Siberia left the room shortly afterwards and Freddy went to go look at Micah and Win was it? "Did I say something?" He asked curious if he had said anything to make her sad. "Anyway, it is nice to meet both of you and Siberia. This might be a lot more fun than I thought it was going to be." He said as he led both of them out to the kitchen. Freddy took a spot on one of the stool that were placed by the island counter. "So do we need to go get the ingredients for the pizza? I'll go with whoever wants to go." He asked all three of his roommates.

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Win let out a small giggle at his French, and exclaimed in admiration to his remark spoken in her first language, “Très bon!” When she spoke French it sounded so much clearer and natural with her small accent then it did when she spoke English. As the others trailed out to meet the other boy, Win let that be her time to crack open one of her suitcases, and plop it on the chair, taking out some of her clothes and piling the already folded ones up into one of the antique, cool paint chipped dressers that was placed up along the wall.

After spending a couple minutes doing that, she walked out her room just in time to hear the other girl, who said her name was Siberia, talking in a shy sweetness of her “kawaii” dreams. Pixie gave a big grin at that. She thought it was sweet, and was glad the girl seemed so lovable and nice. It’s going to be so easy to live here. She thought tenderly to herself. They all seemed like they would get along fine, and that was a perfect situation for her. Win had a bit of patience, but if she where to get upset or made she wasn’t sure she would be able to control the literally flame that would just come tumbling out of her and an uncontrollable, and fast pace.

Win walked up and grabbed both of Siberias hands, and looked up at the taller girl. “I really hope we become good friends!” And gave her a hug, in which she fumbled stepping back after a few seconds, looking at her with an apologetic face. “Sorry! I don’t mean to come on strong, I come from a very huggy and touchy family.” She said in her little sheepish voice that seemed to always creep up. “Oh, also I’m not sure if you even heard my name!” She sighed, a little upset with herself for not introducing herself to the girl, and the other boy, Freddy, fully. “ I’m win, or others call me Pixie, Whatever you want to call me!” She spoke, turning her attention to the both of them.

She mentally slapped herself for talking so much, and just kind of shut her mouth after that, going with the flow with the others, her pale face showing her rosy blush of embarrassment.

Making her way to the kitchen with the others, she plopped herself down on the stool next to freddy’s. “I’m not allergic to anything either. I’ll probably eat anything. ” She laughed a bit, propping her elbows up onto the island granite counter. Turning her head to look at Freddy, she smiled brightly and said “I’ll go with you.” Adding in another quick statement like she always did “I mean, if you want.”

Win was generally happy. She would have to call her brother at the end of the day, and ease him and her mother’s constant worry. She was more or less glad that her own ease seemed to disperse.

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The last member of their group was just a bit shorter then Micah was. When he heard how many languages Freddy spoke Micah couldn't help but being impressed. He could understand if a German spoke more then one Germanic language, like Micah's mother tongue Afrikaans. But instead of that he had learned a Latin and an Asian based language. Having Spanish under his belt, French should be easy as pie for a guy like him.

Micah introduced himself formally to Freddy, and asked if he would also enjoy some pizza. His stomach seemed to answer for him and Micah noted his remarks on the do's and don't s for the pizza. Pineapple was never bad on a pizza, a bit of Hawaiian style, but of course mixing with Siberia's vegetarian request. Micah laughed at Siberia's little speech. It was well said and he already started to feel more comfortable with these three people around him. As long as they don't learn any secret I don't want them knowing... There was a silence after Siberia's introduction and she stormed off to the kitchen. The rest of the group followed and Win seemed to calm Siberia down by giving her a hug. Everyone seemed to be quite chatty, and Micah assumed it could be the nerves. At least he didn't have to worry about things getting silent, he hated silence.

Freddy and Win offered to get some supplies for the pizza. "Thanks guys, let me just check what I need to make us something tasty." With that Micah dove into the fridge to check what there already was. He found the cauliflower he was looking for in the vegetable drawer, together with some spinach. He was surprised not to find any cheese or peppers in the fridge, it seemed to be part of your most basic needs. Although he could not find the fruit he was looking for, he saw that they did supply a fair amount. He started noting down the things he needed with the pen he had found in one of the kitchen drawers. We seem to need apples, onions, brie and cheddar, walnuts, parsley, pineapple, basil, red and yellow pepper, sun-dried tomatoes, mustard and Parmesan.

Uh, guys? It seems that my list is done for tonight. It's a lot of different things, but not in huge quantities. Maybe you also want to check for something to drink? Micah had thought about the bottle of wine in his bag that his older brother had put in. It was from their wine farm and was actually named after him. I do have something to drink, but I just realized I am not of legal age yet in this country, so I'm not sure if we would get into trouble. Micah thought to himself, would I be considered a drugs dealer if I drink and share the wine with under-21-year-olds?

Handing the list to Freddy, Micah dived back in the cupboards so he could get the ingredients to prepare the pizza bases. It only took about a minute before Micah rubbed his forehead and unbeknownst to him left a mark of flour on his face. He looked at the others and thought of how glad he was that the kitchen and living room were together, at least he couldn't be left out of the conversation while he was cooking. He turned to give Siberia a big smile, If you are staying behind with me you have a choice, you can either relax and watch me cook, or unpack of course, or you could assist in this beautiful kitchen. Believe me, I am fine and happy with either, so don't think you would be offending me in any way. Now that he was busy in the kitchen he felt in his element and finally fully comfortable.

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Freddy smiled when Win offered to come with him. "Yeah you can come. I'm not really the biggest shopper so help would be great." He said as he got up from one of the stools and stretch a little. "So, walking here I remembered passing a convenience store on Strex Avenue. It was huge too, so finding everything on this list shouldn't be too hard." He said as he quickly ran to his room to go get his wallet. It was kind of chilly out, since the sun was going to set pretty soon. Freddy went to Win's room and saw a small black coat. Freddy returned to the kitchen-living room space and handed the coat to Win. "Here, I hope you don't mind me going into your room, I thought since it's starting to get a bit chilly out I'd grab you your coat. The sun is setting soon, so you know." Freddy said as he went over to the counter to get the list. Freddy looked over the list to make sure everything was correct. "I hope you don't mind me adding Tabasco to the list. I absolutely love hot things." He admitted as he took the list and looked over to Win. "Ready Win?" He asked as he opened the front door.

Ten minutes later both Freddy and Win arrived to the convenience store. The store had a funny name, it was called 'Everthing4U'. Walking in, it was a wide space filled with tons of isles and registers at the front. "So, you want to take this half of the list while I take this half and meet up in a couple minutes?" He asked Win. Exchanging looks, Freddy started browsing the isles looking for all the ingredients. After about ten more minutes, Freddy was finished and walked towards the registers. Surprised, Win was already done, Freddy took her stuff and set them on the conveyor belt to pay for them. Not bad, only 30 dollars for all of this. Freddy thought as he grabbed the heavier bags. Both Win and Freddy started heading back to the house. "So Win I must ask you a couple questions I've been thinking about." Freddy spoke. "So why did you pick this collage? And also, What are you majoring in?" Freddy asked her. "Maybe we have a couple of classes together. I hope I have classes with at least one of you. I'm not the most social person, and having classes with any 3 of you would be great." Freddy admitted as they were about half way to their dorm.

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Win pulled her into an embrace and Siberia felt taken aback, gasping in surprise before tentatively hugging back, letting a grin slip over her dark lipsticked face. She felt her face grow hot as they all followed into the kitchen, discussing the ingredients they needed, and then the two of them left. She was standing alone in the kitchen with Micah now. He invited her to join him in the large kitchen, and without a word she tottered over towards the fridge with her her heels clacking the whole way there. She smiled devilishly at him as she grabbed a bottle of hot sauce and set it on the counter.
"Can you handle the hot spices? Because if you can't it's going to be very difficult between you and me." She joked at him with a silly little tap of his nose with a single black nailed finger, before she trotted back to the fridge, checking it again, before heading to the cupboard, grabbing flour and yeast, which she was mildly surprised they had been stocked with. She set it on the counter. "So if we're going to bake, we're going to do it right. Home made dough crust, hopefully cheese stuffed if they get back before we're done, the whole nine yards." She stated firmly, and ducked under to grab a bowl in one of the drawers below the counter, digging out a large one. She set it on the counter and flounced to Micah's side once more.

"So how long have you been in New Orleans?" She questioned him, he bright blue eyes shining full of curiosity about him. If they had to live together, she wanted to know all about her roommates. She was kind of nosy in that way. "I just drove in. The hippy van on the street," She pointed out the window in the kitchen, gesturing to the curb where a large, seafoam green van with flowers on the sides was parked, "Thats my baby. I lived in it for the four days I drove over here. Of course I did some sight seeing. America is really beautiful. Since I moved, I had never been out of state or anything, so my dad got me a van so I could travel when I graduated. He didn't even know I was going to get a scholarship then." She smiled, rambling on. "What about you? Your parents, did they know? " She was quite chatty now, though still in her quiet, monotone voice, which made her sound uninterested, dispite the honest sparkle in her eye that said 'need to know'.

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Win let out a tiny laugh at Micahs uncertainty. “The legal age here is twenty one. I don’t really think that stops anyone, I have been drinking wine since I was young. Of course that’s just a French thing.” She stated, standing up from the stool as Freddy went to go grab his coat.

Watching him as he entered back into the kitchen, she noticed her coat in his hand. Taking it gently from him, she slipped it on and gave a small smile. “That’s very kind, thank you.” Buttoning it up, she slipped her hand in her pocket, and felt her phone. I forgot to call my brother. She thought for a moment, her eyes going a little wide as she felt bad. Snapping back into reality as Freddy said her name, she glanced over to the open door, and nodded her head, saying a small, “Yep!” as she walked out.

After the short ten minute travel, Freddy ad her arrived at the small store, and she gave a small confused look at the name, commenting on it in a whispered voice to herself, “How odd.”

Win listened to Freddys plan on shopping, and nodded her head. Grabbing a small basket, she went down one of the isles, and found everything she was really looking for all lined up in front of her. Picking up the things, she made her way over to one of the checkouts, and waited for her new roommate. She was about to go and find him to help, but felt a small buzz come from her pocket. Taking out her cell phone, she answered is, and said “Hello?” In a small shy voice not knowing who was on the other line as she didn’t have caller ID. “Win! You never called back, you ok?” Came a rushed and concerned French tone form the other line, her brother. She let out a small giggle and said “Oh yes! I’m great! Sorry I didn’t call I was getting acquainted with my new roommates.” She heard a relieved sigh come from the line. ”Good. You settled in okay Pixie? Have you eaten?” Win smiled, and spoke softly “Yes yes, don’t worry. I’m just at the store now, but hey, I have to go. I promise I will call tomorrow!” She said, cutting off the conversation short as Freddy approached her. Ending the call, she slipped her phone back in her pocket as he grabbed the basket of stuff from her, and proceeded to the checkout.

As they began their trek back on home, she was a little surprised at his question, and she glanced up at the considerably taller boy. “Oh, well you see the collage sort of picked me.” She said, giving a small smile. "I wrote a screen play, and acted in it, and they seemed interested and offered me a full scholarship. I’m majoring in writing, but I am minoring in acting.” She smiled brighter, looking down at her feet. “What are you taking?” She asked back, glancing over at him. "Oh! And before I forget, I wanted to get your cellphone number, just in case of emergencies you know? That is of course you have one, I only just got mine for college, still unsure how to work it." She said, glancing back down to her feet.

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Micah was glad that Siberia was up for helping him in the kitchen. Cooking with two is twice the fun... It might be cheesy, but he found it to be true. Micah's idea was to bake four different pizza's so they all could have something different. It was not much, but he always found it a nice way of bonding. He would try to make them all vegetarian, this would mean that Siberia could eat everything and Micah always liked to prove people wrong when they thought vegetarian food was boring food.

Micah had to laugh when she grabbed the bottle of hot sauce and challenged him and his taste for the spicier things in life. A friend had once dared him to eat a pepper from his home country of Suriname. Since Micah always bragged about his resilience to hot food he accepted the challenge with a smile on his face. He had eaten the pepper and earned the respect of the people that saw him do it, but on the other hand he had also spend the entire night in the bathroom having a case of the runs. Still a normal bottle of hot sauce would not be a problem for him. Surely, I can handle the spices, but I don't want to put it in the food right away. Freddy said he liked hot food, but I don't know if Win will appreciate it, and I don't want to ruin the food for her. It would be unfortunate if Win couldn't take the heat.

Micah liked the fact that Siberia knew her way around the kitchen, maybe they could cook together more often. His mind went to the classes that would start the next day. Doing a major in culinary arts he would probably be doing a lot of cooking in the next year. You only need enough dough for two pizza's, the other two crusts I will make from cauliflower. With that said he cut the cauliflower into smaller pieces and threw them in the blender with a bit of water. The result was thrown in another bowl and Micah added two eggs and some parsley he had found in the cupboard. He would have to wait for the cheddar cheese to finish the crust, but there were still more things to prepare for the toppings.

Micah was glad Siberia continued the conversation. I only arrived in New York today, and to be honest this is the first time I ever got to the US. I have travelled before, but mainly in South-Africa. Micah looked outside the window at the hippy van she pointed out to him. Very psychedelic, I like it, you've got good taste. I'll let you know whenever I need a ride, Micah said with a wink. I don't think I will be doing a lot of driving myself, I'm only used to drive on the left side of the road and I don't want to be known as a menace on the road. Siberia's dad sounded like a cool guy if he gave her a car like that. Micah heard her question regarding the scholarship, which threw up a lot of mixed feelings for Micah. He sincerely hoped his open book of a face wouldn't give too much away. Actually he had been offered scholar ships in South Africa being a swimming champion and all. He had not accepted since he and his brother had decided he should go to school outside of South Africa. Also it was the plan that he would not swim any more, although honestly Micah had wanted to jump in the pool as soon as his plane had landed. My father past away a few years ago, so I'm not sure what he would have thought. But to be fully honest, I am not here on a scholar ship, my family is paying for my school. Micah understood that this could be a big thing. School was very expensive and not everyone had the means to pay for this as easily as his family, I guess I'm a lucky guy...

Micah turned on the extractor van and started to peel and cut the onions underneath it. It didn't stop him from tearing up entirely, but this always helped most. Putting it in a pan with a bit of oil he could wait for them to caramelize, not a lot of work but it made them that much better. After that he also put the fresh spinach on the stove to let it simmer lightly.

Noticing that Siberia was done with the dough Micah thought what else she could help with. Could you take a lemon and cut very thin slices? And I mean very thin. And while doing that, why don't you tell me what you're studying in this place. Micah's sentence ended with a well meant smile. He enjoyed her company and he was glad they were getting to know each other like this. While he was keeping an eye on the stove, he noted that most of the other ingredients were still to come.

He thought he would get the bottle of wine ready to be opened. Win sure seemed to like the idea of a glass of wine... He grabbed his duffel bag that still lay in the hallway and took out the bottle, putting it on the counter he made his way to his room to drop his bag off. He would unpack later, maybe after dinner. He just took out one more thing before heading back to the kitchen, his trusted "kelnermes", basically his bottle opener. His older brother had it engraved when he finished high school. Coming back in the kitchen Micah grabbed the bottle and had a look at the label, "Micah's pond" was the name of the wine. Micah opened it already so it could breathe a bit, he hoped his new room mates would like it.

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Freddy was pretty happy to hear that she was doing something with acting. "Oh my gosh, I'm double majoring in Linguistics and Acting, so we'll have acting classes together!" He said really excited. "This is going to be really fun now. Acting in plays and stuff, it's going to be great." Freddy said as they both were nearing the dorms. Win mentioned something about a scholarship and that got Freddy thinking. He thought it was pretty cool that she was going to college free. With Freddy however it wasn't the case. Freddy is pretty keen on the stock market. He invested in a stock that didn't look like a good idea at first, but suddenly rose up giving Freddy a hefty amount of cash. He doesn't like to tell people however, and usually dresses in clothes that aren't too expensive either. Freddy doesn't like the unnecessary attention. He usually uses the excuse that he's been saving for all his life, and it works every time. "Hey that's awesome! I enjoy reading plays, maybe you could show it to be sometime?" He asked a bit bashful. They both laughed for a bit as they approached their new home. Suddenly Freddy watched Win stop him to ask about his number. Freddy smile, "Yeah, I'd love to exchange numbers." He said reaching for his pocket. He grabbed a pen that he always carried with him in case of situations like this, and part of the grocery list that Micah gave him earlier. Freddy wrote his number on the piece of paper and gave it to Win. "Here, I just got a new phone too. I think it's the Iphone c or whatever. I'm not sure how to work it either, I probably should have stayed with my old phone, but I was due for an upgrade badly." He said smiling.

Entering the door, Freddy could smell the dough that was baking in the oven. "Ohhhh smells so damn good in here." He said with a watering mouth. He walked over to the counter and set the bags down so he could take them out for a later usage. Freddy noticed a wine bottle that was open on one of the counters sitting behind Siberia. "Oh are you guys drinking tonight?" He asked curious. "I hope you don't mind, I'm not one who drinks any alcohol or wine." He said hoping they wouldn't mind. He left the kitchen to go get something from his room. He went to grab a can of M-80 monster that was in the six pack package he bought the night before. It was his favorite drink, and would always be drinking it at home. He returned to the kitchen and sat on one of the counters by Win. "So, Siberia, Micah." He started, "What are you two majoring in? I was hoping to be in at least one class with everyone of you. Win and I are taking Acting together. How about you?" He asked interested in their choice of study.

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While she listened to him, she chopped, cut, kneaded away, whatever needed to be done Siberia was on it. "Well I'm-" She was cut off as she began to respond to his question by the return of Freddy and Win. Delighted as Freddy asked the same question, she tried to open herself a bit more so she could be responding to both of them. "I'm majoring in languages! I'm currently taking Russian, Japanese and Shakespearean! I love anything literature, from this culture or another, and I absolutely love linguistics and communication." She smiled brightly at them all. With a little bounce in her heeled step, she trotted outside the kitchen. "What about yourselves? What are you taking, I want to know if we share any courses!"

She giggled away, flouncing to her room, grabbing a brilliant red apron with the anime character "Grell" from Black butler's face on it, from home. At home, Siberia did alot of cooking for her dad and sister, and she brought the apron to remind her of that and of the good times, since she assumed she'd be cooking. "What do you think?" She threw it over her head and then moddled it. Smiling she rushed over to Win. "Oh! And did you get cheese? We're going to make stuffed crust!" Over happy and bright, despite her dark, goth apperance, Siberia was the total opposite of what she looked like. She was like a big teddy bear, full of feels and laughter.


(Lame post, sorry it took so long guys .-. )

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Win gave a wide smile, and exclaimed gleefully “That’s great!” extremely glad someone she knew would be in her acting class. She herself barley acted, and even though she was pretty good at it, she found she didn’t often fit in with the crowd. Yet, maybe college would be different. Looking up at him as he said he would love to read her play, she got a it flustered, “Oh uhm, yes, yeah, sure It’s not very good I’m not sure it would be really interesting, it’s kind of an environmental play, well- not actually it’s just got to do with people who stand for the things in the environment, it’s weird I don’t know, uhm sorry.” She stammered, tucking her hair behind her ears. Oh Win, you idiot. You talk too much. She thought in a sigh to herself.

She let out a little laugh as she tucked the piece of paper with his number on it into her pocket, to add into her phone later. “I’ll text you so you’ll have my number as well.”

Entering through the door trailed behind Freddy, she plopped herself back onto the stool onto the counter. “It really does smell good in here.” She commented kindly, before turning her attention to the giddy Siberia. Laughing, she nodded and said “Yep! It’s right in the bag.” Before scooting off of her seat and saying “I’m just going to go put my jacket away.”

Slipping into her room, she slipped of the black jacket before taking out the slip of paper that held Freddy’s number. Plopping down on the couch, she grabbed her phone and started the search of how to add a contact. A cold shiver went up her spine. The loft itself was rather cold. Getting up, she went to glance out her door, making sure no one was in the halls, before turning to her fire place, closing her eyes, and turning on whatever switch in her brain that would set fire to things. A small one kindled up, and it warmed her room immediately, before she sat back down onto the plush seat, entering in the number.

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Micah welcomed the bag with groceries that Freddy put on the counter with a sigh of relieve, he was running out of things to prepare before they came home. He saw Siberia going to her room and coming out with her apron asking what he thought. With a smile on his face and his hands in the air for a short applause he said:"That looks great on you." With a more serious look on his face he continued: "Could you please clean and cut the pineapple?" He himself started to grate the cheese to finish up his cauliflower bases. Micah grabbed the two racks out of the pre-heated oven with the gloves he found. Strategically he placed the four bases on the two racks, so they could all go in the oven together. Fulfilling Siberia's earlier wish Micah put Brie on the side of one of the cauliflower bases and folded the sides over in order to create the cheese filed crust. The rest of the pizza he filled with a tomato, onions, mustard and the pineapple that Siberia had just cleaned. A simple result, but very promising.

He heard Freddy asking if Micah would mind that he would not be drinking with. "It's fine with me as long as you have something to drink, I don't want anyone to go thirsty." A minute later Micah saw him coming back from his room with a can of Monster, it was a bit too sweet for Micah's taste, plus he would not be able to sleep for a solid 8 hours after drinking that. Micah started on the second pizza which would be with one of the normal bases that Siberia made. Micah chopped the spinach that he had cooked and the fresh basil to tiny bits and divided it evenly over the base. Secondly he put on the sun-dried tomatoes and spiced the whole thing up a bit with ground pepper. Then came his favourite cheese, mozzarella, to finish it up.

He started the next pizza when Freddy asked Siberia and him about their majors. He answered as he continued making one with green paprika, garlic, parsley and the lemon slices. With some Parmezan cheese it was fully finished. "I'm doing a major in Culinary Arts, so I guess that has little to do with acting. And I'm minoring in History and Physical Education, if one of you does any majoring or minoring in that direction we might meet."

Waiting for the answer Micah started dressing the last pizza, his favourite. He had made it loads of times and simply could not get enough of it. He dressed the pizza with some apple slices and the wonderfully smelling caramelized onions. The mandatory cheese for this pizza was definitely cheddar, and to top it off he put some walnuts on the pizza. Micah put the racks in the oven. "Just 15 minutes and dinner will be ready, I don't know about you guys, but I will not need cutlery for pizza."

Micah was watching the clock to keep an eye on the pizza's. He had originally thought to go to bed early tonight, but he wasn't sure if it would make him look like a loser in front of his roommates. He just wanted to go for a swim the next morning, the relaxing water would make him less nervous about his first day of school. He had read already that the campus pool was not too far away, maybe a 10 minute jog, which would be perfect. Micah started to feel like a glass of wine and started to look for some glasses in the cupboards. Only after opening and closing 4 cupboards Micah got the idea that he would probably not find any wine glasses in a house for under 21-year-olds. Grabbing three normal glasses he walked over to the tap to rinse them. Feeling no eyes in his back he dropped just a few drops of water in the glasses. With his mind he moved the water around the entire glass until they were properly rinsed.

Micah put the three glasses on the lounge table and started pouring. "Well ladies, I hope you will enjoy this white wine. It is supposed to be a fresh wine, nothing too hectic with the pizza." Micah took a sip from his wine and took another look at the clock, it seemed to be time to get the pizza's out of the oven. Taking them out, he cut all pizza's in four pieces and put them on plates on the table. "Well, enjoy..."

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Character Portrait: Win Régine Butler Character Portrait: Freddy Velden Character Portrait: Siberia Roman Holloway Character Portrait: Micah Thompson

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Freddy listened as he got comfortable on the kitchen stool. It was good to hear that Siberia was doing something with languages. "Hey that's funny," He added. "I'm minoring in linguistics, so maybe we'll have a class together." He said smiling as he watched Micah cook. Freddy must have dozed off because the vibration coming from his leg startled him. Looking up, it seemed as if he attracted the attention. "Sorry, I dozed off and my phone caught me off guard." He explained slightly embarrassed. Looking at his phone Freddy noticed an unknown number. Thinking back he realized it was Win because he gave her his number. He smiled and saved her name into his phone. Looking back up, Freddy realized that the pizza was ready. His stomach began to grumble again making Siberia and Micah look at him again. "What? I haven't eaten since this morning. Pass me the Tabasco." Freddy asked Siberia as he got up from his seat. Turning from the kitchen, he began to head back to the rooms. "I'll be back, I'll go get Win to tell her the pizza is ready." He said as he turned the hallway.

Entering his room first, Freddy headed over to his window to check up on one of the plants he had brought with him. A rare plant that is found in the Black Forest in Germany he had found while practicing his earth style. The pedals were of a baby blue tint that made the plant very rare. He took it over to the window to give it some moon light. Glancing back to his door to make sure no one was around, he but his hands on the soil and focused. A moment later the soil began to glow a blue tint feeding the plant the required minerals for it to survive on US soil. Stepping away from it, he waited for the glow to subside. Remembering that he's probably taking a little more than he should, he scurried back out his room to knock on Win's. Hearing a slight shuffle from the other side of the door, Freddy started to worry. "Hey Win you alright?" Freddy asked worried. He turned the knob and stepped inside Win's room hoping she wouldn't mind. Entering, he realized how warm it got as he went further into the room. Noticing Win on her bed, he sighed of relief. "Hey, sorry for barging in, but I just wanted to tell you that the Pizza is ready," He told her smiling. "It wouldn't be a fun first dinner without you." He said extending his arm out to her so they can get going.

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Character Portrait: Win Régine Butler Character Portrait: Freddy Velden Character Portrait: Siberia Roman Holloway Character Portrait: Micah Thompson

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After dinner with all four of them, Micah walked back to his room for a well deserved rest. The problem was that he still had a major jet leg to go through, even though he didn't sleep on the plane at all. Not feeling tired at all he decided to take a shower, so he could feel refreshed. He turned on the shower and waited for the water to get warm, he could do a lot with water, but changing the temperature was not included. The shower was one of the favourite places for Micah to enjoy his gift. Nobody around to see him, he could do what he wanted. Seeing his shampoo bottle he starting creating an exact replica out of the water drops around him. The result was a spitting image except for the colour of course. He held the fake bottle in his hands and brought them up to his face. Just before hitting his face, he let the bottle splash apart and washed his face with it. He let the warm water twirl like snakes around his arm and using his gift actually made him feel more tired. After what was for sure 30 minutes of pure happiness he switched of the water and dried off. And now for my hair.. He absorbed the water in his hair through his skin and let it exit his body through his finger where a firm stream dumped it in the bathroom sink.

Completely dry he finally jumped into bed and under the sheets. Finally feeling the sleep catching up to him he closed his eyes and started dreaming. His dreams mostly consisted of men in suits following him in corridors that he didn't recognize. The last thing he remembered from his dream was that the men caught up to him and he turned to face them. In a second the entire corridor was flooded and suddenly Micah found himself back in his bed with sweat on his forehead. Looking to the side his alarm clock told him it was 5 o'clock in the morning. He had set his alarm for half past, but decided to get up already. At least I can start on that morning jog I wanted...

He put on some shorts and a T-shirt and made his way to the kitchen. The lounge and kitchen were silent, and Micah did not think anyone else would be up yet. Looking in the fridge Micah grabbed the 2% milk bottle and poured himself a glass. No eating before swimming, he thought by himself while picturing his mother saying it. He took the glass back to his room since he needed to look for his running shoes and swimming shorts. He looked at his duffel bag it must be in there somewhere. He hadn't unpacked it the evening before. He always hated cleaning and without his mother here it would be possible that he would never have to clean his room. He took a sip from his milk for courage and stuck his arm in he duffel back as far as he could. In only half a minute he had both running shoes out and as luck would have it, he found his swimming shorts inside his left shoe. A system to the madness...

Micah finished his milk and put on his shoes. His swimming short he put in one of his pockets and he put a towel around his neck. Putting his key in his sock so he would not lose it, he walked past the kitchen to return his glass and then walked out the door. He started running in the general direction that promised him a swimming pool. Although he certainly wasn't the only one out, he was one of the few. He had a nice chance to explore the surroundings a bit while trying to make his way to the pool. After asking a few fellow joggers for directions he saw the campus pool in front of him. He jogged over to the stalls on the side to change clothes. Since he couldn't find any lockers he took his stuff to the pool and put all of it together at the edge of the pool.

He stood up on one of the starting blocks and concentrated. Jumping off, he made a perfect dive into the bright blue water. Without using his water telekinesis he swam a couple of lanes up and down to get warmed up. Next he started swimming as fast as he could, although without the timer he could never know if he did any good. Micah rested for a minute and climbed out of the pool. Looking around he could not see anyone else, whether it was because they didn't like swimming or because it was too early, he didn't know. Without anyone looking it was save to use his power and once more he took place on the starting block. While diving he created a vacuum in the water that sucked him forward as soon as he touched the water. He could extend the vacuum until the end of the pool, but Micah had found out that it was better and faster to just use it as a push during the start of his races. After two laps he stopped and thought he put down a time that would be hard to beat.

While resting in the water for a moment Micah saw other students approaching. It was a group of two girls and two guys and all of them were dressed for swimming. He got out of the water and seated himself on one of the benches. It was on the far side of the pool of where the others would be swimming. The two guys were in the most right lanes and the girls in the lanes next to them. When they started Micah could see that their technique certainly wasn't top notch. The only one that seemed to know what she was doing was the girl on the far right. She was also the only one that turned back for another lap. The others stayed at their side of the pool and Micah felt tempted to approach her. Deciding against it he went back to his stuff and got dressed again for the jog back. Better not tempt fate, and keep my swimming to myself.

After a small jog he was back at the house. And with the key from his sock he opened the door. It was still dark inside and Micah did not see any of his room mates. Hello, is anyone up yet? Micah decided to take a shower before starting breakfast and walked to his room.

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Character Portrait: Win Régine Butler Character Portrait: Freddy Velden Character Portrait: Siberia Roman Holloway Character Portrait: Micah Thompson

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Freddy turned and turned in bed. He couldn't go to sleep, he had too much on his mind. He thought to go take a shower since it was five in the morning and everyone was going to get up soon so there was no use in trying to go to be now. Showers always made Freddy's pores feel euphoria. He took a pretty long shower too, because when he got out of the shower, the clock read quarter to six. Freddy went over to his cabinets to grab some clothes. Grabbed his boxers, a faded blue pair of jeans, a white under shirt a pair of boat shoes, and a blue zip up hoodie. He wen't into the kitchen looking for a snack. However, there was no snack in sight. 'Well this stinks' He thought. He went over to the couch and turned the television on. There was never anything good on in the mornings, just a bunch of infomercials no one ever buys. Turning the television off, Freddy got up and headed for the door.He decided to go for a walk and get lost in the streets of new york. Grabbing his phone, Freddy noticed it was almost six thirty. He texted Win to see if she wanted any Dunkin' Donuts. He walked to the Dunkin' Donuts from before waiting for a reply.





**Sorry for the crappy post. I had troubles coming up with a morning part.**