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Ichabod Crane

"You cannot escape fear."

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a character in “The Descendants”, as played by ThatStupidPunk

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{ "You are the product of everything you fear." }



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N A M E
Ichabod Crane

A L I A S
Fear

A G E
24

G E N D E R
Male

S E X U A L I T Y
Pansexual|Aromantic

P A R E N T
Jonathan Crane/Scarecrow

A F F I L I A T I O N
Villain



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E Y E S
Blue

H A I R
Brown

H E I G H T
5'10

W E I G H T
150 lbs

A P P E A R A N C E
Ichabod isn't an extremely tall and lanky man like his father or the character he is named after but he is of somewhat average height and a very slim and lanky build still making him resemble a bit of a scarecrow and the Sleepy Hollow character. Ichabod is not a arguably handsome man but he turns heads based on his rather scary and surprisingly intimidating appearance. His hair is typically unkempt and his eyes of large dark circles beneath them form lack of sleep yet somehow he manages to look like someone who simply emanates fear and terror.

A T T I R E
On a day to day basis Ichabod either dresses like a complete mess or put together and similar to James Dean. His villain costume mics his ftaher's Scarecrow get up but it's just slightly more terrifying.



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P O W E R S
Fearlessness|His father's experiments have caused Ichabod to be unable to feel fear.
Apathy|His lack of fear have caused Ichabod to really have no emotions or care for anything else making him apathetic.
Contaminant Immunity|He is immune to his father's fear toxins from all the experiments and from being exposed to them so often. It's possible that he's even immune to all forms of toxins except the venom in Nathaniel's blood.
Peak Human Strength|Ichabod stole some of Nathaniel's blood and replicated it into a form of venom combined with his fear toxin to recreate the fear venom. Ichabod injects himself with small doses just because it makes him feel something and because it makes him as string as logically possible for a human.

S T R E N G T H S
Genius Intellect|Ichabod graduated high school at a young age and went on to earn multiple doctrines in chemistry, biology, and psychology
Master Chemist and Biologist|He has a PHD in both fields along with being the one to recreate all of his father's creations with nothing more than a description of what they do. He even recreated the fear venom that nullifies someones fears along with making them increasingly stronger.
Psychologist|He has a doctrine in psychology and understands greatly how the mind works especially when it comes to fear.
Fear|Ichabod is unable to feel fear.
Combat|He may not be some highly trained martial artist but he is talented enough to hold his own in a fight.

W E A K N E S S E S
Emotions|Ichabod is seemingly unable to feel emotions making him desire to feel something.
Obsession|His obsession with creating fear and wanting to feel something could destroy him or send him down a path of complete madness.
Venom|Venom is still addictive and Ichabod could end up like many of the other users of the substance.

F E A R S
None|Ichabod is unable to feel any fear thanks to his father's experiments.



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P E R S O N A L I T Y
Ichabod is not a complicated person who needs any excuses for the way he acts. He presents himself exactly the way he is and makes no apologies for his actions. He's highly intelligent and aware and isn't embarrassed to make the fact that he has a PhD in multiple fields of science known. He's obsessed with fear and working on his experiments despite not being able to truly feel fear himself. It's come to the paint that he's rather apathetic of anything else making him a truly evil villain capable of anything and not caring.



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F A M I L I A L 0 T I E S
Jonathan Crane|Father
Unknown Whore|Mother

H I S T O R Y
Ichabod Crane's story is not a pleasant one in anyway. It's rather tragic and fitting origin story for such a haunting villain...

His father raped a whore in order to conceive a child and murdered her as soon as his son was born. He named him Ichabod after the nickname given to him by his bullies in school. Jonathan wasted no time running his planned experiments on his son unlocking the secrets to fears and fearlessness. He spent his days as the terrifying Scarecrow but soon retired after the birth of his son so he could run his experiments without threat of being locked up again. He'd inject his infant son with low doses of fear toxins and up the dosage once Ichabod began to grow a tolerance.

For years Ichabod was locked up in a cell with various different tubes to inject him with different levels of fear toxins along with nutrients along with being hooked up to monitors so Jonathan could see how his tests were running. Ichabod spent years experiencing his greatest terrors until finally Ichabod couldn't feel anymore.

Jonathan continued his tests growing obsessed with now trying to make Ichabod feel something until Batman finally caught on and put an end to everything. He arranged for Ichabod to live a normal life though he was constantly teased in school so he dived into his studies show casing his genius mind and graduated early before going to Harvard and being one of the youngest to graduate with three PhD's.

Ichabod seemed to be living a normal life when really he was taking on his father's mantle as he redeveloped the fear toxins and unleashed them on an entire city causing it to fall into terror and panic until Batman stopped him and sent him to Arkham Asylum where he out maneuvered every psychologist thrown at him until he was eventually offered a second chance by joining the Descendants Academy.



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So begins...

Ichabod Crane's Story

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Wren almost swore she saw Christian blush which made her smile slightly as she looked back to Jack who made some stupid comment about saving a bit for the rest of the ladies. Instead of watching the bottle as it spun, she kept her gaze fixed on Jack. His demeanor quickly change from cheerly to worried when it sounded like the bottle came to a stop. She let her gaze drop to the bottle to see where it was pointing. Wren's eyes widened slightly as they followed to where it was pointing... Christian, who didn't look so well as he sat beside her.

She sat frozen in her seat, her gaze shifting back and forth between the conversation the two held. Wren immediately started to feel bad for dragging Christian into this. "Well, uh, guy are you okay?" "I don't know, are you? You look sickly." Then Jack responded more charismatically but it was obviously a facade. "Oh, I'm fine, totally and one-hundred percent A-OK!... So...uh...about that kiss then?" Christian raised his hand and rested it on the bottle. "I'm...I'm not sure if I can go through with this." He then looked around the circle expectantly until his gaze set on Wren, "Well...what should I do?"

Wren held his gaze for a moment as she thought. She then leaned forward resting her hand on top of his that was on the bottle. "It's ok... I'll handle it." She whispered to him, before taking the bottle from his grasp. Wren then moved to her feet and strutted her way over to Jack. Without a single word, she leaned over towards him. With a tug on his shirt, she pulled him towards her, pressing her lips to his for a good moment or two. After she thought she had given a sufficient enough kiss, she stands back up whipping her mouth with the back of her hand.

But she wasn't done there. Wren pivoted on her heels tossing the bottle towards Alex as she made her way back over towards Christian. She then took both of her hands and gently cupped the base of his neck. Wren gave him a brief, reassuring glance, then closed the distance between them, locking her lips with his. This kiss she let linger longer than Jack's, allowing her hand to tangle in his hair as she deepened the kiss. When she felt it was long enough, Wren broke the kiss and stood up right, grinning mischievously. "Spin the bottle telephone..." She shrugged her shoulders.

Wren then looked over at Alex who held the bottle she tossed to her, "You're turn." Looking back towards Christian, she extended her hand out to take his. "Looks like you could use some air..." Without confirmation or another word, she lead him out onto her balcony. Once the door closed, the door closed, the loud noise of the party turned to a dull roar. Wren made her way to the railing, resting her elbows upon it, she leaned back against the railing. "Figured it was safer for you to kiss someone who could live through you biting their face off." She smiled playfully.




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"Are you saying โ€˜riddle me thisโ€™ intelligent or high IQ? Or what's intelligent in your eyes?" Caleb said towards Enzo in regards to his comment about finding intelligence attractive. He simply rolled his eyes while stifling a laugh. "Don't quit your day job super boy... Sounding smart is not your area of expertise." Enzo couldn't help but notice Caleb's frown from the comment about everyone flocking to him. Why is that a bad thing? His attention was drawn to Kain who replied, "Whose side are you on? Spoken like a guy who doesn't want a steamy kiss from another person." Enzo shrugged his shoulders. "I'm indifferent... I'm just happy to witness all the fun."

Enzo usually ignored most of what Junior said, but he caught a bit of the conversation. "Is the Red Hood jealous that she didn't get to kiss Bane? He is talented but he has far better taste than a girl with daddy issues." His brows furrowed at the comment. Enzo raised his hand and slapped Junior in the back of the head. "Watch your tongue..." Talking about parents was a fine line to tread on somewhere like this, no matter how insane you are. Plus over half of them had "daddy issues", Enzo included. He then leaned forward to look towards Ichabod as he spoke, "Careful now, Junior. You wouldn't want dear Enzo thinking you're the one who's actually jealous. Who knows who might snatch him up." Enzo couldn't help but grin when seeing Ichabod's smirk.

But Enzo quickly looked back towards the game at hand when he saw Wren do what Wren does... Be the center of attention. After all, it's her part and she can do what she wants. It definitely was an action that'd get the crowd going. Although he wasn't exactly sure why she did it. Did she really care if Christian went all homicidal on Jack? Who would really miss him?




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Nathaniel was frozen in place when Frankie scrambled off him, "Sorry." As she sat there embarrassed and adjusting herself, Nathaniel apologized a second time. Although her cheeks were flushing a deep red, she glanced over at him form the corner of her eyes. "It's ok." She offered him a slight smile to try to make him feel more at ease even though he looked as embarrassed as she did.

Junior broke the awkward silence with a typical, rude Junior comment, "Is the Red Hood jealous that she didn't get to kiss Bane? He is talented but he has far better taste than a girl with daddy issues." Frankie felt bad for Alex, although she knew she was more than capable to kick Junior's ass. But that also didn't mean the comment also didn't give her a ting of jealousy.... Especially when she looked over at Bane who seemed to be fuming at the comment. Frankie decided to face forward, twiddling her hands in her lap, trying to ignore the situation. But that wasn't very difficult when Wren decided to take control of an even more awkward situation which made her giggle slightly.

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Junior was often one to rub others the wrong way but he hadn't expected so many to get upset so quickly. His dear Enzo had given him a smack on the back of his head for what he said which only made Junior let out a Joker snicker when others joined in. Though Ichabod piping in was not something that would sit well. "Careful now, Junior. You wouldn't want dear Enzo thinking you're the one who's actually jealous. Who knows who might snatch him up." The smirk upon Ichabod and Enzo leaning in the give that freakish man a grin had Junior very much upset and he clearly showed it but for once, Junior felt silent. He allowed his anger and jealousy to be visible but he knew better than to cross a man who could cause more fear than Junior. Instead he sat back and laughed over Wren's antics and leaned in when the bottle had been handed off to Alex.

Freddie had still been in the outskirts of the room having a brief conversation with Kaina the stranger. "Who says I don't know her?" Freddie shrugged at her comment. Freddie didn't really know either of them though he was being a tad bit nicer and ore social than usual with this girl. Well as far as social goes with Freddie. Kaina had jumped down from the pool table while Freddie had another drink of his water and she gave him a smile to which Freddie returned with a smirk. "Wasn't staring at her by the way, I think admiring fits better, sounds less creepy." This actually made Freddie laugh a bit as he watched her leave to join the game. "Go get 'em tiger." Freddie did not join though. He stayed where he was and watched the game from afar like he had been doing before.

Tensions had been high and Alex was still notably upset though Wren taking the attention of of her and Nathaniel managed to relax her enough. Though she hadn't expected Wren to hand the bottle off to her now. "You're turn." Alex took hold of the bottle as her heart began to raise. She closed her eyes and spun the bottle praying it'd land on someone tolerable or someone who had been stealing her glances since she arrived. When they opened and she saw who it landed on, her heart sank and her cheeks flushed. Nathaniel Bane. Of course. Junior was going to enjoy this too much. Alex turned to Nathaniel next to her and slowly leaned in with her eyes closed lessening to space between them until their lips finally touched and Junior began to laugh ever too loudly.

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Image"Well aren't we learning something new about you! I guess I should warn all of the others. Don't want space crabs getting much further than you and him."
Astrid nodded along, poorly biting back a grin. โ€œWe probably should get the warning out there but I like to believe Jack treats the women...I mean, er, treated me, really well. I have...โ€ She parted her thumb and index finger in measurement. โ€œAt least that much faith in his regard towards sexual encounters.โ€ He liked women but he wasn't a bad guy. And could probably use a little more people in his corner with the whole space std jokes.

Astrid's smile grew as Julia assured it was all fine and just a game. Not long after such words did Caleb join them. "Who's not okay?" He inquired, obviously coming from overheard spics and specks of the conversation. She accepted her shot from him then looked to Julia for her provided answer. Since everything was fine and a game, it wouldnโ€™t be a big deal after all. "Ah. Plus one for me then." He replied to a double take he had to do towards Julia.
A certain tension Julia was in apparent denial about was present, causing a grin to spread across her features. Even when she called that bluff beforehand it became more forefront with Caleb standing by them. โ€œThank god this isnโ€™t awkward.โ€ She muttered behind the safety of the glass, looking between the two.


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"You'll be pleased to know the only thing anyone will have to fear today is possibility." Ichabod told her. Which still had reason for elements of skepticism, but she felt assured enough in it.

Image In the typical Jai fashion he responded with, "It was very shocking." She laughed and shook her head at the terrible pun. At least he was himself and good as new. "Though i'm still waiting for my reward for saving your life and all." He added. Lilith smirked, glancing to his lips, caught by pleasant surprise. โ€œReally?โ€ She edged closer to them in sweet temptation. โ€œWell, I guess you can wait some more then.โ€ Her fingertips traced his jawline delicately as Lilith's features turned more smug and playful than they already were. She dropped her hand, glancing into his eyes. Then was compelled to add, โ€œI'm charmed though.โ€ She whispered the words in his ear so he knew he was playing some good cards.

She leaned back on her hands as Alex took the bottle. Lilith had a feeling the spin could only go two ways for the feisty red head. Either really good or really bad. And the likes of Jai would probably want to bear witness or see how luck treated him on this spin. It landed on Nathaniel and they kissed while Junior laughed. Lilith narrowed her eyes in intrigue. She got that it was Alex and he had just passed a jealousy comment before but it was also Nathaniel. Most known for the muscle power he served to the Junior and Enzo, and should he really be laughing at him too? Should he really test the tolerance and loyalty of Bane? But then again Junior always did find a way to belittle folks and get away with it. Plus the bonus of getting what he wanted. To a degree she was envious.

Lilith risked a glance to Jai, searching for his reaction.


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Wren raised a brow as she heard Christian grown before speaking, "Why did you do that? Huh, why did you have to go and make some show out of it?" The comment came out with a bite and before she could justify anything he kept going. "Sometimes I wonder if you really do care about anyone else but yourself? Sure you have the power to survive, to laugh at death straight in the face, but that doesn't give you the right to be so....reckless! You know, what if I did decide to bite your face off huh!? What then!? How many more faces would I have bitten off before I was stopped!? Huh? What then!? And I wanted to...so badly that I craved it!!" He shouted at her.

Wren stood their silently staring straight ahead. She swallowed hard while clenching her jaw. Is that really how everyone saw her? A self centered attention whore? She inhaled sharply before turning the tables back on him. "You asked for my help, or do you not remember that? I was trying to make people see that you aren't the monster they and YOU think! And so what if you bit my face off!?" She threw out her arms, shrugging her shoulders. "I'd survive Christian... And I told you that I'd take care of it if he came out. It was just a kiss... If I knew I'd get torn a new asshole about it I wouldn't have done it." Wren was about to finish her own rant, but then held up her index finger to add. "And as I matter of fact I do care about more people than myself..." She was tempted to be the selfish prick people thought she was. She was just trying to lighten the mood at her party and now he was jumping down her throat.

She was about to leave him out on her balcony and rejoin the party until he started speaking again. "I....I.......I hate living like this. I hate feeling like a living time bomb just waiting to go off. I hate it so much...I just wish it would end. Hell, I would throw myself off the side of this building right now. I would stand up and literally jump over this railing if I thought it would work." Wren turned her head to look at him slightly. One part of her wanted to slap him for even considering suicide and another part wanted to just... hug him. "But I know it wouldn't...I would survive again and again. Do you know about the monk who burned himself alive?"

She did a double take almost like whiplash at the randomness of the comment. "No... I don't really associate with Monks."

"I was watching a documentary about Vietnam and the war. During it they talked about this Buddhist Monk who sat in the middle of a busy street and set himself on fire in protest to their Government. Can you imagine the courage it would take, to do something like that? To take your life not for yourself but for something bigger than yourself? It's called immolation and it inspired me to do the same...though it wasn't for something so noble. I couldn't get a hold of gasoline but I did however, grab as much bottles of booze I could find. I took the bottles to my room and I doused myself, I was drenched from head to toe when I finished. Then I took a match and lit it. J.A.R.V.I.S. noticed what I was doing and knew where I was going with this. He sounded an alert but it would've came to late...I was ready to drop that match...but then..."

Christian sat down, leaning back against the wall. He was practically shaking. Wren stood there frozen and conflicted. She was a stubborn person that she was still furious that he unloaded on her about something so small. It hurt her to be yelled at for because she kissed him. She knew it was selfish to still hold onto that after hearing what he said. She also just wanted to comfort him. But she worried he'd lash out at her again if she even tried to touch him.

"...Then...then...HE, happened. I've been taking my medicine, a lot of it, and I thought I had him! Then like a goddamn puppet, he took control of my body, threw the match away and forced me into the shower!" She could the tears forming as he continued. "Then came in Security and they removed everything flammable from my room!! I could've died, I SHOULD'VE DIED!! It would've been over, OVER!!! But I don't think it'll ever be over...what hope is there? I can't even commit FUCKING SUICIDE!!!" He shouted up at the sky. Wren didn't even spare a glance towards the party. The music was loud so she doubted anyone heard it. She didn't worry for herself but for Christian. It took a lot in someone to unload all those feelings like that.

When Christian looked over at her, Wren's own gaze was already locked on his. He sighed. "I'm sorry...it's a party...go ahead and go back to it if you want...I'm...just gonna sit here for awhile."

As much as she wanted to still be mad at him, when he wiped his tears away her heart melted. Wren sighed as she moved over next to him. "Eh... I part too much anyways." She slid down the wall until she was sitting beside him. She rested her head back against the cold concrete allowing her gaze to drift up to the sky. "You know... I'd put money on the fact that 9 out of 10 of the people in there had wanted to commit suicide at some point." She blew air out between her lips. "It's hard... Being like us. Our lives aren't... Ours. There's always someone or something threatening to kill us, those we love or the world and somehow it's always our job to deal with it."

She twiddled her fingers in her lap. "I always used to laugh at the whole 'With great power comes great responsibility.'... But it's true. And it's hard. Harder for some of us more than others." She lightly nudged him with her arm so he knew she was talking about him. "It takes a strong person to deal with something like that... There's like a giant 'trial' period where we all have to become comfortable in our skin and accept ourselves. It gets harder before it gets easier."

Wren sighed. She was never very good at the whole pep talk thing but she was trying. "Like me..." She motioned towards herself. "I am 58 years old and it's nearly impossible for me to die." She let her gaze drift over towards Christian. "I am going to outlive everyone I've ever cared about. I get to stand idly by and watch them grow old, frail and weak as I forever stay like this... And I don't care how romanticized and amazing books make it sound. I'd give anything to be mortal. Life isn't as precious to me as it is to other people. That's why I am reckless and stupid..." She shrugged her shoulders.

After a long moment of silence, she reached out to take his hand in hers and rested them in her lap. Her gaze fixed upon them, slightly worried to look over at him and get another scolding because she broke his personal boundary bubble. "It's better to face anything with friends... rather than alone."




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Frankie sat there silent and patient as she watched Wren play kissing telephone with Jack and Christian, then tug the freckled boy outside on the balcony. Her attention shifted to Alex who received the bottle as a pass off from Wren. She giggled softly as the red head didn't seem all too thrilled with the idea of it being her turn. She leaned forward slightly, curious to see who the bottle would land on. But as it began to slow down, Frankie's body started to tense as it came to a stop before... Nathaniel.

A soft gasp escaped her lips as Frankie couldn't fight her gaze from looking over at the large male beside her. Was he... Blushing? She wanted to look away but for some reason she wasn't able to. Frankie's mind tried to rationalize it. I kissed Jack and it meant nothing so that's fine.... Just give it a second and he'll pull away and look disgusted. But that didn't happened. Instead the kiss carried on. As she saw Nathaniel's eyes close and get into the kiss she couldn't watch anymore. Her gaze shifted down to her hands as she anxiously twiddled her fingers.

Frankie couldn't look towards him when she knew the kiss was over. She wanted to get up and leave at that moment but she also didn't want to cause a scene. Thankfully before she had to sit there and stomach watching him kiss someone else the music went abruptly silent and all of the house lights came back up. J.A.R.V.I.S.'s voice then came over the intercom, "Apologies for the interruption. But it is 10 minutes until curfew. Mr. Coulson and Mr. Pennyworth have ordered the conclusion of the party and that you all return to your own rooms at this time. Thank you."

Frankie sighed out in relief. Perfect timing. She wasted no time in getting to her feet. She walked right through the center of the circle, stepping over the bottle. It hadn't been more than 30 seconds since the announcement and she was out the door, into the hallway. Once she was alone for a brief second, she stopped in her tracks letting out a soft sigh while rubbing her head. After taking the moment or two to compose herself she then continued towards the elevator and pressed the button. Unfortunately for her it wasn't already at that floor so she anxiously tapped her foot as she waited for it to ascend to her level.




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Enzo was just feeding off of the drama and jealousy from the room. Wren kissed Jack then Christian... And he could have sworn at one point he heard the guy yelling at the feisty red head out on the balcony. Then Alex lands on Nathaniel which he could only assume would make Frankie upset. Obviously there was some unspoken crushing going on between the silent brute and spider girl, but the jealousy was always fun to witness.

Then J.A.R.V.I.S. came over the intercom like a total and complete buzz kill. He should get an award for party pooper of the year if Enzo had any say on the matter. He looked over towards Junior who seemed visibly upset at the slight interchange Enzo had with Ichabod which only made him chuckle. He enjoyed seeing him get a little taste of his own medicine.

Instead of waiting around for him, Enzo decided to get up and head to his room. He wasn't in quite the hurry that Frankie was though. He reached the hall to see her waiting for the elevator. He wasn't in the mood to play therapist so instead of going over and waiting for it as well, he took the stairs down to his floor.

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Frankie cupped her hands together while rocking back and forth onto her heels. She usually was patient but at that particular moment she wished more than anything that the damned elevator would arrive before someone showed up. If she had her webshooters she could just jump out the window or something else stupid and reckless like half of the others. But generally when going to a party that doesn't cross one's mind. She started chewing on her bottom lip but only for a moment before huffing softly when she heard feet approaching.

"Hiya Frank." Matt said as he came into view beside her, giving her a half smile. "Do you mind if..." He motioned towards the doors.

Frankie's rising tension disipated with a soft smile when she saw it was someone who wouldn't set her teeth on edge. "Oh hey Matty." She brushed her hair behind her ears before nodding. "Yeah of course... As long as we don't talk about the party." She gave a weak laugh and an exasperated smile.

Her attention was then drawn towards Elizabeth who joined them as they waited for the terribly slow elevator. "Weird party, huh?"

Frankie gave an awkward laugh while rubbing the back of her neck. Before she got a chance to reply another person joined the group. "Green is more my color than yours." Her brows furrowed as she crossed her arms over her chest. Junior then leaned over her but Frankie stood her ground not giving an inch while staring straight back up at him. "Though it's not Alex's color either. Maybe that's what Bane sees in both of you."

She'd be lying if she said she wasn't jealous of the kiss shared between the two. It was obvious and even psycho pants over here noticed it but Frankie couldn't fight her urge to defend herself, Nathaniel and even Alex. "Yeah? And red isn't your color... But I still have an urge to see you covered in blood." Her hands moved to rest on her hips as she took a step towards him so her chest nearly pressed to his. "And his name is Nathaniel."

She wanted to smack his crooked little face all down the hallway. It took a lot to get her mad, she usually was as much of a threat as a bunny rabbit, but Junior knew how to press someone's buttons and Frankie was fuming. She was contemplating saying something else, maybe even surprising half the world and slapping the grin off his face but a hand appeared on Junior's shoulder and pulled him back. "Relax, Sergeant. We were just having a friendly conversation."

Freddie moved in front of Frankie separating her from Junior. "Hey!" She jumped to try and look over his shoulder at the Joker who was probably enjoying this way too much. "I was about to kick some major Psychopath ass." She pouted slightly. Was that the truth? Probably not but she felt like she was on a roll.

"So Stark said that I'd be expelled on my first day if I didn't snag a date to the dance and you get to be the luckiest girl here and go with me." Freddie's... order? took Frankie by enough surprise that when she was about to rant some more about kicking Junior's ass she froze her mouth agape just staring up at Freddie. They had been friends for longer than she could count so of course he came and asked her because it took no effort on his part.

Before she had a chance to reply Junior had to pipe up once again, "Oh my.... This night is full of illogical ships."

"That's it!" Frankie jumped, reaching her arms over Freddie's shoulders as she tried to grab for Junior. "I'm going to strangle you with a balloon animal!"

Saved by the bell... Or ding of a slow elevator. Probably J.A.R.V.I.S.'s idea of a joke. Frankie grunted angrily as she entered the elevator, then held it open for everyone... Well everyone except Junior. She put out her hand to stop him before furiously clicking the "close doors" button. "Take a hike before I actually try to kill you." Sure she was mad but she didn't actually try to inflict serious damage. If she did, well it would have happened. Even though she wasn't as strong as her father she was still stronger than any human and contrary to popular belief, Junior was just an insane human like his father.

Frankie glared at Junior as the doors closed separating them. She let out a soft sigh and remained silent in the elevator. She wasn't in the mood to deal with anyone at that point. So once it opened on her floor she mumbled a soft, "Good night." To whomever was on the elevator with her before disappearing down the hall and into her room for the night.

Wren was surprised Christian didn't just about hurl himself over the balcony when she sat down beside him. She wasn't trying to scare him away or instigate the symbiote but just... Be there. "I can imagine...I understand the want to die, the desire for an end. I wouldn't want to last forever...not like this, it would be the ultimate nightmare."

She nodded her head while pursing her lips slightly. "Yeah..." Wren hated the whole "indestructible" part of her life she inherited from her dad. Of course it is, theoretically possible for her to die.... Maybe. But as far as her and her father knew, there wasn't anything yet. So she was stuck to live and keep on living past everyone. That's one thing no one realized about her, why she annoyed everyone. Part of it was just Wren being Wren but another part was to keep others away. It's easier being immortal when you don't have anyone close to you to watch wither away.

When she took his hand, Christian actually looked over at her and smiled, which Wren in return couldn't help but smile back. "If it's any consolation...I am sorry for what I said. When I feel something in the moment I just follow it through. Then sometimes I think I feel certain way but then it ends up being different. These feelings usually start out as something small...then they get bigger, and alot of it is......influenced......But I try to be in control of myself, it just isn't always easy. But...thank you, very much...for everything."

Wren smiled, giving his hand a squeeze and even nudging his shoulder with her own in a playful way. "I'm sorry I made a show of everything... And don't understand the concept of personal boundaries at all..." Her free hand scratched her head as she laughed awkwardly. "... And kissed you..."

As the balcony door opened, Wren quickly withdrew her hand from Christian's like she was caught in the middle of something she shouldn't have been. She cupped her hands together and cleared her throat as Kallistrate stepped out onto the terrace with them. She dug out a hershey's kiss for Christian before speaking, "She's right you know. Friends are crucial, especially doing what we do... Enjoy the chocolate. And if you ever find you have a hankering, I always have some." She smiled towards them both which Wren returned with a slight wave of the hand. "Enjoy your evening." With that Kallistrate went over the edge.

Wren was about to say something most likely sarcastic to lighten the mood but was interrupted by someone else joining them. "Oh, sorry! Night, guys, it was a great night." Mathias gave them a wave before jumping over the edge as well.

"I guess the party's over." Wren looked over at Christian laughing slightly.

Next Kari and Kumiko were at the balcony. At this point Wren was slightly rubbing her temples half covering her face. She wasn't embarrassed to be seen with Christian or anything like but more of the mess she made earlier and the whispers she probably dragged him into unintentionally.

"You are missing some interesting stuff inside." Kari said before climbing up onto the railing. "Great party Wren, as always. Good night guys."

Wren just watched as she too went over the edge. After a moment or two she looked over at Christian with a confused scrunched up face. "Does no one take the stairs anymore?" She then stood up and walked over to the railing, resting her hands upon it before looking over. "I mean damn... I could jump over the edge too but then they'd be cleaning pieces of me up for weeks." She pivoted around to lean back against the railing to look over at Christian. "And a fall like that?" Wren motioned over her shoulders. "I'd be sore for days."

With a sigh, Wren walked over towards him, giving his foot a light nudge. "Thanks for coming to my shit storm of a party." She laughed before offering him a hand. "I'm sure after what I put you through that guy could use some rest."

Wren showed everyone who remained in her penthouse out of the party before J.A.R.V.I.S. got his circuits in a twist. Once everyone was out she groaned seeing how messy her place was. The one down side of being a party monster was the after party, a.k.a. clean up. Considering it was rarer than a hillbilly in wallstreet for Wren to actually be tired enough for sleep, she cracked her knuckles. "Let's get down to business." She then did a couple karate moves in the air while singing, "TO DEFEAT THE HUNS!!" Wren laughed at her own joke, dabbing at the fake tears. "Right? Right?" She looked around and her grin quickly faded. "Oh... Right, I'm alone."





The Next Morning...




Wren spent a majority of the night cleaning up the mess left from the party. With as much as she hated the clean up you'd think she'd stop throwing parties, but that was never the case. By 4 a.m. she was finished. Contemplating what do for the remainder of the evening she made her way over to her book shelf and started fingering through its contents. She knew every book on the shelves and read them all at least 10 times through. All the books had cracked spines, loose pages and looked like they were over a century old. But Wren refused to replace them because the wear just showed her love for them.

While fingering over the spines trying to find the night's winner she stopped upon a peculiar title. She grinned to herself as she tore it from the shelf and made her way over to her desk. Wren dug through her drawers until she found a piece of paper, a pen and... An empty red gift bag? "What the-?" She held the bag while looking up, "Well played 'oh majestic author'... Well played."

After scribbling a message in her almost illegible handwriting, Wren put the note under the cover of the book then shoved the book into the bag. She then headed out of her penthouse and down to Christian's. She wasn't going to knock or anything. Wren wasn't wanting to bug him but wanted to make up for half dragging him to a party he didn't want to go to in the first place.

She stopped outside his door and set the bag on the ground. Inside... a very worn copy of The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde and inside a note that read... "Can I call you Dr. Jekyll?" Signed, "That annoying red head who doesn't understand personal boundaries." Wren was never very good at apologies. She hoped that this would get a chuckle out of him and not make him hate her more. But this was just how she was.

After leaving the shitty idea of an apology in front of his door, Wren decided not to go back to her penthouse. Instead she made her way down to one of the simulation rooms and decided to train, work out or whatever else she could do to make the time pass.

Frankie was up before the sun was. She honestly didn't know if she ever actually fell asleep or more of tossed and turned in her bed. She didn't know why the events of the prior evening were getting to her so much. But finally she couldn't handle it anymore and got out of bed.

For months she had been working on an equation to figure out the exact last moment she could release her webbing to save herself from a fall. Her father didn't approve of this, with good reason. He thought that experimenting with something like this could end badly for her if she miscalculated. But Frankie was determined to find the solution thinking it could help her, her father and Anansi in sticky situations.

Finally, Frankie thought she found the answer and programed her watch with the equation so that it would use her altitude, acceleration, velocity and gravitational pull to give her a to the millisecond count down of how long she had to deploy the web. This included the time it takes for the webbing to release from the shooters, fly through the air and grip onto a surface above her. But like any good equation it wasn't good until proven accurate with an experiment... And Frankie has always been a little more reckless than her father.

Frankie found her way to the top of the Descendant Tower. She methodically checked her watch while bouncing back and forth on her feet while shaking her hands. "You got this!" She checked her pulse while jogging in place. "It's just like any other jump." She continued taking deep breaths trying not to psych herself out. "Oh for heaven's sake!" Without anymore hesitation she sprinted towards the edge and dove off.

She brought her wrist before her as she fell. Her gaze continuously shifting between the watch and the quickly approaching ground. The digital read out showing... 10... 9... 8... 7...

Enzo slept well past what was probably acceptable and he didn't care. Well that was until J.A.R.V.I.S. decided to make an alarmingly annoying announcement at 10:30 a.m. which Enzo deemed way too early for such disturbances.

"Good morning ladies and gentlemen. Mr. Stark and Mr. Wayne wanted me to inform you that you all were given a day of leisure in preparation for the anniversary ball tomorrow evening. You are permitted to travel to town, train or do whatever it is that you all do with your free time. They also wanted me to notify you all that every student, even those who missed the simulation or failed are allowed to attend the dance. Those who previously were not permitted to go will simply be on clean up duty when the festivities have concluded. Enjoy your free day."

Maybe it was the mention of a free day that made Enzo get out of bed or the simple fact that the annoying program already disrupted him beyond fixing. Either way he was in no mood to even get dressed at the time being. He simply walked out of his apartment in just his pajama pants, no shoes or shirt and made his way to the elevator. Once he was on it, he pressed the button for the mess hall level before yawning and slipping his hands in his pockets.

When he arrived in the cafeteria area, Enzo walked towards the buffet still yawning and scratching his bare muscular abdomen. "Any new sad excuses for food?" He looked towards the woman who worked the food counter. She seemed unfazed and emotionless like a statue. No doubt she was more than used to statements like that from Enzo. Sure he could cook his own food in his room but that took effort, so instead he came down here and bitched to the people who dealt with shit heads like him on a regular basis.

"Yeah... Arsenic." She said with a monotonic voice before handing him a plate of his usual breakfast of an omelette and bacon.

"Delicious." Enzo scoffed before grabbing an orange juice and making his way to a table. He probably would have died laughing if there was actual arsenic in his food. They all were too valuable to throw away by poisoning them... Even if they were dicks.

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The morning started just like any another for the illustrious Scarecrow Jr. as he sat in mad scientist lab mixing away at chemicals of every color imaginable. Everything had to be absolutely perfect. Ichabold couldn't dare ruined what he'd spent months working on since he first arrived. No scientist wanted an error for an experiment so precious. "Just one more drop..." No hands could ever move as still as the son of Crane's as he held the droplet ever so carefully over his yellow substance and added the finally drop to his creation. It took centuries to fall down with a crash to end a symphony just as the concoction boiled and bubbled before let out the most musical shriek turning his creation from a mustard yellow to the most luxurious royal purple he had ever seen.

If the man who made fear quiver had any ounce of emotion left in his body... It was all poured into the maniacal grin that grew upon the dread doctor's face as he caressed his creation. He never wanted to leave it. He wanted to hold it close and sing it to sleep at night but he needed to store it away. Something that important needed to be protected. He stored it away in his specially crafted incubator surrounded by others like it. Except this one wasn't like the others. This one was special. A special creation for a special time...


J.A.R.V.I.S came barreling through the speakers causing the Scarlett Speedster to jump up like the lightning the blurred around him when he ran. For the fastest man alive, he was positively dreadful at ever waking up on time. Though considering the amount of calories he burned in one day, sleep was most definitely a necessity. The announcement of a free day did seem to settle mini Flash's heart only for a second as the sudden realization of tomorrows dance hit him like a lightning bolt. Too much? Jai zipped around his rooms sending anything near by flying around turning his freshly cleaned room into a mess once again as he threw on his signature look of a white t shirt, shorts, specially fabricated Impulse hoodie, proper trainers, and his ever so famous Flash ring. In seconds, Jai was racing down the halls not entirely sure of his destination zipping around trying to find her.

Last night had been quite the story. Bottles being thrown, someone on the verge of possibly being pummeled, his best friend kissing the last person Jai would ever pair her with. The Red Streak missed his opportunity of quickness when the events had been cut short and he didn't even get to fulfill his wish. Well that was until it showed up just before him in it's perfected glory like a statue of Aphrodite crafted from the finest jewels taking Jai's breathe away... Along with giving Jai the sudden realization that he was getting far too close far too fast. Jai pumped the emergency breaks causing his trainers to screech against the floor like a siren until Jai finally fell over and continued to slide until physics finally decided to kick in and land him in front of his Aphrodite. Jai embarrassingly grinned up at her with his steaming shoes. "Hey Lilith..." He finally took into account her less than favorable company. "And others." Jai sure did know how to make an entrance...


Nathaniel didn't sleep after the events of the night before. Everything that happened kept him to the point of finally caving and doing what he knew how to do best in the eyes of everyone within the school... Work out. Nathaniel went at it for hours upon hours with music blaring through his gym of a room. Frankie kissed Jack... The weights came crashing onto the ground nearly puncturing a whole again. Junior accused Alex of like Nathaniel... The hulk of a man moved onto a bag. Nathaniel kissed Alex... Punch. Alex asked Nathaniel to the dance... Kick. He said yes... What did it all mean? Did Alex really see him that way? No, they were just friends. Was Nathaniel jealous of Jack and Frankie? Not that he would admit. Was Nathaniel supposed to say no? Another punch and the bag came unhooked from it's chain barreling back into the wall and spilling sand everywhere again.

A deep Hispanic sigh finally came out of the giant as he looked over the mess deciding to deal with it later. He looked down at his white tank that clunked transparently to his solid body from all the sweat. He came over to the window and threw it wide open in order to clear out the steam that filled the room. He enjoyed the scenery for just a moment when a blur came quite literally crashing into Mr. Muscles like a mosquito hitting a wall. Nathaniel was big and strong but he wasn't indestructible and that mosquito felt more like a truck hitting his torso. Nathaniel only stepped back at first until physics decided it was time for him to come crashing to the ground. "Ow. He couldn't sound any more apathetic.

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"Yeah of course... She's really pretty... and after that kiss last night why not." It was like Nathaniel just kicked a puppy... "I just didn't want you to go alone and you're not... So that's good and yeah. I'm sure you'll have fun.... and โ€”" More like kicked a puppy, danced all over it, shot it a couple times, then set it on fire with the way Frankie ran out of his room. Nathaniel's heart sank for not realizing she wanted to go with him. He suddenly regretted saying yes to Alex but he couldn't back out now for a girl that may or may not like him more than a friend and abandon one of the few friends he has that isn't a murderous sociopath/psychopath. Still he hated missing his opportunity to take her to the dance. Nathaniel was an complete and utter idiot...

โ€œAs long as thatโ€™s your only request.โ€ Jai was about to take a victory lap and possibly even dance a bit just as Lilith's finger flew up at him stopping Jai before he even had the chance. โ€œBut I have some conditions,โ€ Jai's face fell a little at her warnings thinking she was going to go make him do outrageous tasks to take her. Donโ€™t step on my feet and donโ€™t get sent to the infirmary again. And maybe donโ€™t sing? Think you can handle it?โ€ Jai stood up straight and brought his hand up to a salute with a concentrated expression. "Yes, ma'am." His expression quickly changed to a dopey little grin. "Well, I'll try my best to meet your demands but if I really feel the music... I may not be able to stop the glorious dying cat sounds that will come out."

She then added another tease of hers after Jai had just been staring and waiting for a few moments. โ€œAre you sure I can't persuade you to the dark side?โ€ Jai laughed. "Probably not..." Jai began to fidget around realizing she was done before exclaiming, "I'm gonna take a victory lap now." With that, he was gone in a flash and running around entire school letting everyone know he was taking Lilith to the dance. He was back as quickly as he left and finished off answering Lilith's question. "I'm far too pretty to go to jail plus what would Barry Allen think if he found out I switched to Team Zoom." Jai gasped and covered his mouth in dramatic effect. "That'd be worse than disappointing my dad if he were on this Earth."

Ichabod decided to finally take a break from his lab and answer his stomach's calls by getting breakfast. He walked without a care in the world with slumped shoulders and hands buried in the pockets of his sweatpants he'd been wearing all night. He grabbed himself a tray and loaded it with whatever looked appetizing before making a decision of where to sit. He could pester the not so happy Riddler and Joker couple once more though that seemed more boring to him today than usual. though most things seemed boring to Ichabod. There were a few groups he could terrorize but instead he decided to be still his presence upon a songbird sitting all alone. He threw his tray down in front of Mathis and took a seat. "So why is the school's second most eligible bachelor sitting all alone?" He faked a smirking smile as he took a bite of his food and pointed his fork at Mathias. "Shouldn't you be asking some lucky guy to the dance instead of eavesdropping on girlish conversations?"

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Mathias sighed at the boring conversations occurring around him, that was until Kain got up and approached Elizabeth, that conversation caught his ear whilst the group around Theo caught his eye, he was torn between being nosy and seeing how Natchios would respond and what all the fuss was with Theo this morning. His interest in the conversations was quickly pulled as Ichabod arrived, the slamming of the tray and the heightened sense of hearing combined to nearly deafen Mathias but he quickly recovered by shutting down his powers, even if there was now a lingering ringing in his ear. Mathias looked from the tray to Ichabod.

"You knew that would hurt, didn't you?" He asked, with a squint of his eyes at the baby Nightmare. "And who's the most eligible bachelor?" He had a feeling the answer was going to be somewhat self conceited and so his question was laced with sarcasm. "And there are no lucky guys here, I'm going stag and abstaining from sex until the day I die." The first part was true, Mathias had little to no interest in going to the dance with anyone, barely had an interest in going to the dance but had to so as he wasn't cleaning dishes for nothing, the second part was most definitely a lie, Mathias was not going to ever abstain from sex, and those who knew would doubt he ever would. "Also the girlish conversation, might either result in another Natchios/Bullseye stabbing, or some insight into why Theodore is all of a sudden very popular, obviously no offence to him."

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Elizabeth was relentless whereas as a simple lie or no would have sufficed. If they were civilized with each other. But he expected nothing less and she never disappointed. He smirked to himself once in the clear and left breakfast club behind him.

ImageOn his way out however, he noticed Mathias had gained a friend. Which was an interesting new development as he hadn't seen the duo much before. Kain assumed how the one-on-one conversations went this late on in the week with the dance around the corner. Elizabeth and Kumiko were very much sarcastic proposals but now the idea bugged him of rocking up alone and waiting for some rotation dance. "Fuck me," he muttered.

Kain composed a mental list in his head and striked out names. He wasn't desperate and if anyone could make solo look so good, it was him. Likewise, if anyone were to steal a dance so smoothly. There were bigger matters than some dance to worry about anyway. Like target practice. Keeping sharp and maintaining the best of the best precision and accuracy.



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Image "Um, I was thinking of inviting a person. Seems like a good starting point." Matt hadn't given it much thought. Probably doing himself a favor in that way. It was the norm to attend with a date, pretty girl on his arm and regular dance partner but honestly it was like most girls had already been reserved or straight up taken. "I don't know," he admitted a little awkwardly now.
There was no pressure coming from Astrid but it felt like being at a family reunion and everyone was asking and expecting him to have a gorgeous girlfriend by now. To which he had to respond no and try to steer the conversation in another direction before the crickets chirped. "Uuuh. You?"

Matt didn't want to linger on the topic so he changed the pace when appropriate. Something else for Astrid and him to get engaged in. "So you strike me as someone pretty honest in terms of feedback. How did you think we went with the attempt robbery?" It wasn't a very subtle change but nonetheless valuable information.

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"You knew that would hurt, didn't you?" Ichabod responded with a shrug as he ate. "I just happen to have perfect timing." Mathias had squinted his eyes at him though Ichabod gave no response to it as he calmly ate his breakfast waiting for his next comment. "And who's the most eligible bachelor?" If Mathias was expecting a conceited answer, he wasn't getting one from Ichabod who piped up in between bites. "Why Bane of course... One word out of him and it's suddenly like he was angel sent from the heavens if you believe in that divine bullshit." He shrugged an took another bite spilling out some gossip like it wasn't even important to him. "He's supposedly going with Alex Todd to the dance though you'll find out in moments if you keep listening in on that conversation." Ichabod smirked at him.

Ichabod then finally took the time to answer Mathias's comment that had followed his question earlier once he was finished with his breakfast. He laced his fingers together and propped his elbows up onto the table as he spoke. "I've found in my studies that it's nearly impossible for a man to go without sex. Even I can't resist it's call." It was next to impossible to tell whether or not Ichabod was trying to crack a joke at this moment. "Also the girlish conversation, might either result in another Natchios/Bullseye stabbing, or some insight into why Theodore is all of a sudden very popular, obviously no offence to him." Ichabod had turned around to look at the tables seemingly unamused. "Well the stabbing has a high probability and the reasoning for Theodore's popularity is simple." Ichabod spun back around to face Mathias. "People desire what they perceive as unattainable... Along with the cliche bad boy."

Nathaniel still felt horrible as he forced himself out of his room. He still wished he hadn't said yes to Alex but he wasn't going to go back on a promise he made to a friend. That kiss meant nothing to them anyways of course... Right? Right, of course it didn't. They were just friends and lab partners and Alex wasn't into guys like that so it was all fine. Nathaniel somehow found his way into the cafeteria after being lost in thought. He scanned the room and noticed Enzo and Junior bickering like an old married couple. There was someone else watching them and it was a bit odd. Nathaniel had never seen her before and he felt uncomfortable with the way she was staring at Junior like he was some sort of saint. At least it gave him an excuse to avoid that table until Junior beckoned him sooner or later and approach Alex. He tapped her shoulder and grunted a greeting in his typical fashion. "Hey."

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Mathias rolled his eyes, "Perfect timing for a sadist anyway." He then raised an eyebrow at Ichabod's comment, it was hard to tell if he was making a joke or a suggestive comment and his lackof emotions did not help Mathias in anyway either, but he decided to play along with it as a suggestive joke. "You know, some of the staff are highly suggestible, I mean I know a lot of the lab assistants are, a number of the guards too. But I've a feeling that was some help." He tapped the dimly glowing scar along his neck. "Then again, you've probably got some concoction that would help."

Mathias noticed Kain backing off from Elizabeth and even heading for the exit, "Seems that high probability did not go as expected." He then tilted his head quickly with a brief expression of contemplation. "Well, there is plenty of bad boys in this little Academy here for all the girls to get one."

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The sun had risen on the sky and painted everything that was touched by the streams in a warm yellow tone. Outside she could her the sound of the city slowly awakening bit by bit, combined with smelling a mild fragrance of common ivy stroking her nostrils. It was most likely the daylight that had woken her up, now enlightening the bedroom. Not that she was especially angry about it - Tianna loved early mornings. She took a deep breath, enjoying the calming smell of all the plants in her penthouse, before opening her hazel eyes with a yawn. Her throat was still a bit sore and her head was pounding. After holding her hand against her forehead, she noticed how at least the fever was gone. Great, today she would be able to get out of bed. Prepared to how she'd felt the previous 2 mornings, she was healthy as a horse. And the headache was probably caused by the loud music playing at the party last night. Plus, a result of how the loud noises had kept her awake far in to the early hours (it was a shame she was immune to her own sleeping spell). Well well. Wren was going to pay for that, but later. She got up from bed, gracefully stretched her slender body and started to stroll back and forth between her 5 wardrobes to put together todays outfit. As she went through the drawer with leggings and tights, the speakers in her penthouse filled the room with J.A.R.V.I.S's realistic female voice. Tianna did not bother to stop, but continued with her morning routine as she listened to the message:

"Good morning ladies and gentlemen. Mr. Stark and Mr. Wayne wanted me to inform you that you all were given a day of leisure in preparation for the anniversary ball tomorrow evening. You are permitted to travel to town, train or do whatever it is that you all do with your free time. They also wanted me to notify you all that every student, even those who missed the simulation or failed are allowed to attend the dance. Those who previously were not permitted to go will simply be on clean up duty when the festivities have concluded. Enjoy your free day." J.A.R.V.I.S's announced.

She was just in the action of brushing her perfect set of white teeth when she found herself unable to hold back a smile, causing a bit of toothpaste to slowly run down her chin. She whiped it off with her hand and spat out the rest in the sink.

"Looks like i picked the right day to get better on" she said with a smirk before starting with her make up.
Preparations for the ball, that sounded like something to the satisfaction for her majesty Tianna. Plus, skipping out on training was pretty much all she wished for! Coulson had certainly not missed her down in the training facilities, but she kind of missed his desperate expression- hoping she would get the chance to make life hard for him, being all disobliging, after the dance. Today was all free. And tomorrow was the ball. The ball..preparations?. Suddenly the realization hit her, what on earth was she going to do with her day?.. She did not need another dress. But then, one could never own too many dresses... And she did not have an escort/date for the ball yet. But she wasn't sure she wanted one.. Still not sure what to do with her day- her first stop was the cafeteria...

It was not like she had to make an dramatic entry or something. Just simply walking in with steady steps usually made all eyes fall on her anyways... Straight posture, shoulders back and her high ponytail swayed with her movements as she walked by all the students sitting there. While waiting for her turn in the line, she accidently made a first year girl (standing in front of her) see herself getting buried alive in poisonous snakes. The little girl screamed and waved her arms as she was trying to "get the snakes away from her body". Tianna opened her mouth to calmly explain how the snakes weren't real and just hallucinations, but did not get the chance- because the little girl simply ran out of the room as fast as she could.

"Oohhpss.. Well well, simply one less to wait for in line..." she mumbled to herself, then ordering a vanilla bun and a cup of herbal tea to deal with the sore throat. The room was pretty crowded. Theodore where sitting with the girls and Nathaniel standing beside Alex. Junior and a half naked Enzo where talking with some.. new?..girl. And fear himself where sitting with Mathias the songbird. Serious, for how long had she been sick? Felt like a lot had happened in her absence.. Had she finally gone mad? Was her immunity to her own hallucinations/pixie dust disappearing? Well ofc not. She had not changed. It was simply the students who'd turned this place in to a madhouse. When the cat is away the mice will play.

To her chagrin, Freddie and Frankie where no where in sight. Pity, she'd actually missed those faces. And Wren was absent as well. Maybe that was for the best, considering how fractious Tianna felt about the party last night. She scoffed in a superior way, making her way to a lonely table. The tea was still hot, and a faint steam arose on the surface of the aromatic liquid. While waiting for the temperature to drop, she sucked in her cheeks in annoyance over her stupid hallucinations and the little "scene" that they had caused. "Bet everybody missed me.. more like having a party to celebrate me being sick" she mumbeled to herself between her teeth. Some students had begin to leave the cafeteria, and the atmosphere turned a bit more peaceful and calm. Behind her, the conversation going on between Fear and Mathias reached her ears. Not like she was listening or wanted to join them.. Ichabod was actually quite bearable despite his obsession with causing fear. If only he put the same energy on trying to PREVENT fear instead of causing it. Tianna would do almost anything for a "cure" against her pixie dust.. Well well, she'd probably talk with him later. Mathias sitting there ment she should keep her distance. He did not seem to like her at all, and she did not blame him. Their voices turned in to a fog as she took a bite of her beloved vanilla bun. In an instant, everything felt better.

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#990066 | Outfit | 'Garden Magic'

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Julai chuckled at Alex's reaction to the credit card she had just been handed, "Well, damn, I guess I've just stolen anyone else's chances. Don't worry, Nathy, I'll look after her." Julia teased, acknowledging the giant's presence with warmth rather than the coldness some other Gotham kids might have.

Julia turned her attention back to Theodore as he addressed her, she got a mixed surge of emotions, nearly overwhelming, but the surge was short lived, but it was still enough to startle her, she wasn't even quite sure if she reacted visibly in front of the others, she knew her eyes probably bulged from her head and her lips released an escaped gasp, but whether or not she physically tensed, she couldn't know unless someone asked.

She then focused back on Theodore, pushing the event to the back of her head. "I'm not going to torture you all day, it can make torture pretty boring if you do it 24/7." She gave him a smile followed by an eye roll at his rhetorical question which she was going to answer, regardless of if he wanted an answer or not. "It helps to suss out the competition for the award of best dressed." She give him a playful wink with a sweet smile and small shrug. She then looked over her shoulder at the Demented Duo, who were joined by a new girl, the girl with similar energies to the ones that surged throughout her body not long ago. Quickly turning her head back to the group, she gave a smile to the group and lightly clapped for attention. "Shall we head for town now?"




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Having pondered on the subject of going alone, he'd grown curious as to who Ichabod was taking and even pipped up the question. "And who are you taking to the dance?" He tilted his head with a playful smirk. "As one of said bad boys, you must have a line of adoring fans." As he sat facing the entrance to the cafeteria, he found it very hard to miss the pink haired beauty who floated her way into the cafeteria. He was aware of how little friends she had and felt sorry for her, he'd try his best to be nice to her but in team exercises or any sort of power testing, she would be completely nonnegotiable or unwilling, it gave him a disdain for her but he wouldn't say he hated her, more her work ethic, but that didn't stop his bitchy comment. "I'm sure Tianna has a shared interest."


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Was it too late to back out now? Maybe Alex would understand. After all, it wasn't like she actually wanted to go to this dance and it didn't take a genius like Enzo to figure out that Nathaniel wasn't exactly the best social buddy. Yet as much as Nathaniel just wnated to call it quits and just work out like everyone expected him too, he still put on the suit he and Alex picked out with the Motley Crew of supes and villains and was waiting for her to arrive.

He felt a bit comical staring back at himself so overly dressed up. He thought it looked like someone tried to pack sausage into spanx. Well it wasn't like he looked bad or anything but it still just seemed weird for Nathaniel to wear and he was more worried about accidentally ripped the thing apart if he wasn't careful with his powers tonight. Nathaniel seemed to be too tied up in himself to even realize that Alex had knocked at his door. Though of course she wasn't going to wait and barged right in anyways. Thank god he remembered to leave the door unlocked this time.

"Nice job breaking gender stereotypes by taking longer than me to get ready." Nathaniel couldn't help but give a small laugh over her comment and responded by going along with the gender role switch for the sake of keeping the joke going between them. He took her arm and hooked his inside hers so she would be the one taking the lead as the pair walked down towards the dance. He thought it'd be a funny little moment for the two of them as they walked in together though he wasn't sure how much he could have tonight knowing he may have blown his chances with another.

Jai, on the other hand, was bouncing off the walls more than usual as he dashed around his room getting ready. Somehow the speedster managed to be running late as he desperately tried to figure out how to put on his tie and properly tuck in his shirt. He had absolutely no idea what he was doing and was sure Lilith would find it amusing once he finally made it to her room. It'd spent a few extra moments still trying to figure out the mechanics of his tux before eventually giving up and dashing out of his room and then back again because he forgot the flowers.

Jai eventually was able to flash over to Lilith's room with his tie still undone around his neck and his shirt half untucked looking like a runaway groom. He knocked on the door and waited for her to answer while giving an apologetic grin. "Sorry I'm late. I had some technical difficulties with my tux..." He rubbed the back of his head nervously with his free hand before handing her the bouqet of flowers. "Uh, these are for you. They're lilies 'cause... uh... Lilith and I didn't know if I should do the corsage thing since this isn't a prom and I thought this would work and yeah..." He gave her a large grin as he rambled on.

Ichabod was already at the dance. He'd been one of the first to arrive though he didn't make his presence quite known despite his suit being far more colorful than his overall personality. He quite frankly had no idea why he even decided to show up to the event though the thought of testing some of his fear toxins during it did sound promising. Of course he was also interested in continuing is verbal bout with a certain little song bird that had entered the dance not too long after him. Though Ichabod hadn't approached him just yet as he seemed busy socializing. He instead decided to instead linger at the bar for a bit and see what pairings decided to show up next.

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Character Portrait: Kain Character Portrait: Astrid Rogers Character Portrait: Elizabeth Natchios Character Portrait: Ichabod Crane Character Portrait: Julia Constantine Character Portrait: Lindsey "Kari" Grayson
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#990066 | Outfit 'Ethereal Fuchsia'

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Julia smirked at the interest in her magical concoction and knew the people asking knew few and far between about the magical dimensions and when Astrid asked the question, she gave her a devilish smirk before answer. "Well, since you asked, there's a dash of water from the River Styx, juice from the Ambrosia fruit and the eye of a newt." She chuckled, to anyone who was wise on their Greek mythology, they'd know that those first two were the opposites of the same coin, one cause eternal damnation and the other granted immortality fit for the Gods, and the third was just a cliche. "And to answer your question, Mathias, I got it from my cauldron." Hopefully, they'd all gather from that point it was a joke and so she took a sip from the drink and smiled at them. "It's just a regular WooWoo." She showed them the now purple drink, it's colour changing to make it more interesting for herself and to put on a show a little less interesting than Lilith's.

Julia looked at Kain and chuckled, as the others bewildered at her magic, they'd no idea how unguarded they'd left their minds exposed to her powers, her confidence soaring thanks to their interest and how fabulous she felt she looked. Reading their minds, she flourished her hands and glasses appeared in front of each of them, filled with the drink their subconscious desires with flavours their tongues would truly enjoy. Tonight was going swimmingly and Julia could feel herself at peak confidence, she would only reach this once and she was going to live in it, at least until something went wrong or the night ended. Then she clicked onto Kain's words. "How come Matty gets two?"

Julia smiled at Lindsey when she spotted her, and shrugged at her question. "He better, at least, appear." She clicked her tongue with a cheeky grin. "Even his electricity wouldn't stop me." She was teasing obviously, but she'd be a bit upset if he didn't at least make an appearance. She then directed her gaze to Kumiko and she smiled, she was rather ravishing tonight, not that she wasn't normally but she didn't usually doll up and it suited her more than Julia assumed she knew. "Kari, she's absolutely stunning. Wouldn't you boys agree?" She nodded to Kumiko. Just as she directed the attention to Kumiko, Elizabeth approached the table and hinted at the table of stag attendants. "Well, you're more than welcome to share Allie?"


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#1C1AAD | Outfit | 'Formal Feathers'

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Mathias rolled his eyes at Julia's answer, she meant it in good fun but no doubt she was in a very vain and cocky mood this night, any reason to show off and she'd take it. He noticed Kain looking him up and down, but knew Kain had no intentions with him, he had his eyes on everyone else. He was probably more interested in the girls, Astrid he seemed to have a particular interest in tonight. He turned his attentions to the bar where he spotted Ichabod, their conversation was cut rather short and it'd be interesting to finish the conversation. He was then brought back to the attention of the table, each of them now sat with a magically procured drink, one thing for Julia's over confidence was her generousity.

He smiled at the new additions to the table, Kari went straight to Julia who opened their conversation to the table and Mathias simply nodded in agreement, not even looking in Kumiko's direction before addressing Elizabeth. "Well, Doritos, not all of us are stunning as you." He then lifted the drink made for him by Julia and the taste was purely magical, as if he expected less from the magician's daughter. He then stood from his seat and offered it to Elizabeth. No one at the table was interested in him, so he decided to go and talk to Ichabod before he lost him in the ever growing crowd. Approaching him, he placed his hand on the Scarecrow's tricep. "Evening,". He flashed him a smile. "Most people put their worn out clothes on a Scarecrow, not their most dapper."

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Nathaniel had been silent as he walked with Alex towards the dance. He was certainly more comfortable being vocal with her but he simple enjoyed just listening to her have the chance to ramble on about anything and everything she wanted when they were together. He found it humorous seeing the 'geeky' side of her that most didn't have the chance to see with her tough exterior. It was much like how everyone simply assumed Nathaniel was merely Junior's brute.

They eventually arrived at the dance much earlier than he had anticipated. Nathaniel did prefer punctuality but he assumed the unspoken rule of dances was to always arrive fashionably late. There was a small cluster of people already there though non Nathaniel particularly felt like engaging with. He instead decided to take the lead this time escorting Alex towards a punch bowl until the dancing began.

Jai couldn't help but grin from ear to ear when Lilith took the flowers and stuck one behind her ear. She looked absolutely breathe taking to him that Jai couldn't even find the words to describe it. โ€œNow, may I help with the technical difficulties?โ€ Jai quickly became flustered when she came over to him. "Uh, yeah. Sure... Go ahead." His face flushed as he watched her fix his tie and made him look more presentable. "Thank you." Lilith stepped away to examine him giving Jai the sudden need to begin posing for her. โ€œPerfect. Once you tuck in the rest of your shirt.โ€ Jai gave a nervous laugh as he started to tuck his shirt in properly. He looked back up to see that Lilith already left her room and was walking towards the elevator.

Of course Jai was right by her side in the elevator before the doors had the chance to close with a sudden breeze being the indicator of his presence. "I'm always chasing after you." He laughed again with his dopey grin. The doors opened and the pair walked into the room where the dance was being held and it seemed no one was ready to dance just yet... Except for Lilith. She began to sway her way to the dance floor and ask Jai to join her. His face lit up as he danced his way over with moves far less graceful than hers though he didn't care how ridiculous he looked dancing next to her. He jumped around and moved to the beat of his own drum with a bright childish expression plastered all over his face.

A hand had fell upon the back of Ichabod's arm followed by a charming voice he was familiar with. "Evening," He met Mathias's smile with a devilish looking smirk as he raised his glass and gave a nod in acknowledgement. "Evening." Ichabod took a moment to look over Mathias just as he decided to make a comment over Ichabod's own choice of outfit. "Most people put their worn out clothes on a Scarecrow, not their most dapper." Ichabod gave a soft chuckle before responding. "If this is your way of flirting... You could cerainly do better than that, Mathias." He took a sip of his drink. "And besides, I'm far more scarier dressed like this." He gave him a quick wink as he had a another sip of his drink.

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#4684AA | Outfit | 'Frosted Elegance'

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Grace hadn't imagined the day following her arrival would be the day of a dance. Grace thanked her lucky stars that her mother gave her the dress prior to her leaving as if her mother knew what was coming that night. Grace simply placed her hair into a bun, she didn't really care if it looked messy or half down, she was more concerned with her makeup. Her lips were a nude peach, whilst her eyeshadow was a light blue, lightly applied so as not to look ridiculous, and her porcelain skin on show complimenting the light blue and pale peach. Grabbing a silver coloured clutch, Grace made for the dance, she knew absolutely no one there except the mutants, most of whom she would assume weren't going to attend.

Grace stepped into the hall, expecting it to be a bit louder than it was but so far it seemed quiet... It unsettled her for the most part, but she decided it would be best to ignore the feeling and went straight for the bar, using some of her gifts she manipulated some of the fellow classmates to stare at her, making their friends attention follow, boosting her ego slightly. At the bar, she noticed two of her soon to be classmates engaging in a conversation that would probably never interest her, so she took her drink and sipped on it, gazing into the crowd for a suitable male to allure and dance with.


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#1C1AAD | Outfit | 'Formal Feathers'

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Mathias chuckled at Ichabod querying the intentions behind his words, he flashed a smile at the baby scarecrow. "Trust me, you would know if I was trying to flirt." He then smirked. "It would be cringy and cheesy, to begin with." He then noted Ichabod's wink and his face revealed his curiosity behind the words prior. "Well maybe you should just wear a suit into battle then." He then addressed his curiosity, his quick wit not letting him ask that first. "So, how're you more scary in this outfit than your usual attire? Because you're so devilishly handsome or because you're more likely to lure some poor fool in?"

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Wren Wilson
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Junior frowned and quickly began to point out the other options for an entertaining evening, "Well, we have a genius, a meathead, a girl with serious daddy issues, a guy who can sing, a lunatic, a witch, the human vibrator, and some others I'm sure are entertaining and freaky like me. He finally breathed after the long slew of nicknames for whomever had already arrived at the dance. "I think that has the making's of a fun and hopefully dangerous party."

Enzo rolled his eyes, adjusting his suit jacket. "I do believe that a majority of those you so poorly named off aren't even worth a sideways glance."

Junior then grinned as his gaze shifted to the dance floor. "I'm feeling the sudden urge to dance. Care to join me?"

Enzo rolled his eyes as he watched his date moonwalk onto the dance floor. "We both know the only dancing I do... is not that." He nonchalantly walked over to an empty table, propping his cane against a chair. He then unbutton his blazer and flipped the sides back as he took a seat. Enzo was never one for gyrating or anything like that. His taste in dance was much more refined and elegant. Something Junior knew even if he never heeded it.

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"Thanks....but...it's nothing compared to you...," Christian said in response to Wren's compliment. She watched as he picked at the boutonniere with his free hand. "...You look...so much more, better than me."

Wren wanted to argue and say that he looked great yet again, but instead she placed a soft kiss upon his cheek. "Thank you." She chuckled softly as her free hand released the train of her dress to gently pull his hand away from the boutonniere. "You'll ruin it if you keep messing with it."

When the elevator dinged indicating that they've reached their floor, Wren scooped up her train yet again with her free hand. After the doors opened she stepped out and headed down the hall still holding onto Christian's arm like it was her lifeline. Heels definitely weren't her style and the last thing she needed was to be walking around like a new born deer. It seemed the closer they were to the door the tighter she grasped his arm until they finally came to a halt before the entrance. The music and conversation could be heard from the other side.

Wren took a deep breath before whispering to Christian, "Well here we go." She no doubt knew that many eyes would be on them as they entered. The crazy girl with the mouth and the crazy shut in. A double dose of crazy redhead to stir the rumor pool.

J.A.R.V.I.S. without hesitation opened the doors for them. Wren lightly squeezed Christian's arm while smiling towards him before they entered the dance. She tried not to focus for too long on the others in the room but instead took in the decorations, the layout and then her date once again. Wren released the train of her dress, moving her free hand to gently grasp his upper arm as she leaned in to speak in his ear so he could hear her over the music and crowd. "Should we get a drink or dance?"

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"Wow," was all that Freddie could say when she was ready to go.

Frankie nervously finger the beading of her dress. "What? It's not bad is it?" She glanced at the ground mumbling, "I knew I should have just stayed hidden in my room."

"Are you sure your father would approve of that dress?" Freddie's witty tone was back in no time as he smirked towards her and held the door open.

"Hilarious." Frankie rolled her eyes before she took one last deep breathe. Glancing herself over once more in a decorative mirror, she then finally headed out the door.

They started towards the dance, the entire time Frankie was contemplating turning around and just locking herself in her room. But what she had to keep telling herself was she wasn't here for herself but her friend who had to be here or he'd be suspended... or something. "At least with that on, you're guaranteed to break some hearts tonight."

Freddie's teasing brought her out of her own mind. Frankie laughed softly. "I've never been one for breaking hearts."

They reached the door, and what Frankie hadn't expected was Freddie's more serious tone. "That guy's an idiot... Show him what he's missing."

Frankie smiled slightly as she took his arm. She took one final deep breath before she let Freddie lead her into the dance. The first thing that caught her attention was the pair of redheads that had arrived just moments prior to their own arrival. Her gaze drifted to the table filled with a lot of her classmates. But as she continued to scan the room her gaze from on Nathaniel, her smile slowly fading as she cleared her throat and grasped Freddie's arm tighter. "How about some alcohol?"

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