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Kallistrate Prince

In the midst of movement and chaos, keep stillness inside of you.WIP

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

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That time of year thou mayst in me behold
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,
Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.








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๏ผฆ๏ผต๏ผฌ๏ผฌ ๏ผฎ๏ผก๏ผญ๏ผฅ::
Kallistrate "khal-ee-strat-ee" Prince
๏ผฎ๏ผฉ๏ผฃ๏ผซ๏ผฎ๏ผก๏ผญ๏ผฅ(๏ผณ):
None Given
๏ผค๏ผก๏ผด๏ผฅ ๏ผฏ๏ผฆ ๏ผข๏ผฉ๏ผฒ๏ผด๏ผจ:
Jan. 5||โ™‘
"In the middle of a blizzard."
๏ผก๏ผง๏ผฅ:
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S U P E R ๏ผฐ๏ผก๏ผฒ๏ผฅ๏ผฎ๏ผด:
Diana Princess of Themyscira or "Wonder Woman" or "Diane Prince"
๏ผง๏ผฅ๏ผฎ๏ผค๏ผฅ๏ผฒ:
Female
๏ผณ๏ผฅ๏ผธ๏ผต๏ผก๏ผฌ๏ผฉ๏ผด๏ผน:
Heterosexual
๏ผฅ๏ผด๏ผจ๏ผฎ๏ผฉ๏ผฃ๏ผฉ๏ผด๏ผน:
Choctaw Indian/Greek
๏ผค๏ผฉ๏ผก๏ผฌ๏ผฏ๏ผง๏ผต๏ผฅ ๏ผฏ๏ผฒ ๏ผด๏ผจ๏ผฏ๏ผต๏ผง๏ผจ๏ผด ๏ผฃ๏ผฏ๏ผฌ๏ผฏ๏ผฒ:
Navy
SkyBlue








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๏ผฐ๏ผฅ๏ผฒ๏ผณ๏ผฏ๏ผฎ๏ผก๏ผฌ๏ผฉ๏ผด๏ผน:
โ‡ž Imaginative โ‡ž Strategic โ‡ž Highly Self-Confident โ‡ž Independent โ‡ž Decisive โ‡ž Hard-working โ‡ž Determined โ‡ž Open-Minded โ‡ž Understanding โ‡ž Experimental โ‡ž Logical โ‡ž Ambitious โ‡ž Kind โ‡ž
โ˜ฝ โ˜พโ˜ฝ โ˜พโ˜ฝ โ˜พโ˜ฝ โ˜พโ˜ฝ โ˜พโ˜ฝ โ˜พโ˜ฝ โ˜พโ˜ฝ โ˜พโ˜ฝ โ˜พโ˜ฝ โ˜พโ˜ฝ โ˜พโ˜ฝ โ˜พโ˜ฝ โ˜พโ˜ฝ โ˜พโ˜ฝ โ˜พโ˜ฝ โ˜พโ˜ฝ โ˜พโ˜ฝ โ˜พ
โ‡Ÿ Arrogant โ‡Ÿ Judgmental โ‡Ÿ Overly Analytical โ‡Ÿ Clueless in Intimacy/Romance โ‡Ÿ Skeptical โ‡Ÿ Cynical โ‡Ÿ Impatient โ‡Ÿ Argumentative โ‡Ÿ Stubborn โ‡Ÿ Cold โ‡Ÿ Slightly Temperamental โ‡Ÿ Mysterious โ‡Ÿ
โ˜ฝ โ˜พโ˜ฝ โ˜พโ˜ฝ โ˜พโ˜ฝ โ˜พโ˜ฝ โ˜พโ˜ฝ โ˜พโ˜ฝ โ˜พโ˜ฝ โ˜พโ˜ฝ โ˜พโ˜ฝ โ˜พโ˜ฝ โ˜พโ˜ฝ โ˜พโ˜ฝ โ˜พโ˜ฝ โ˜พโ˜ฝ โ˜พโ˜ฝ โ˜พโ˜ฝ โ˜พโ˜ฝ โ˜พ
Kallistrate's primary mode of living is focused internally, where she take things in primarily via her intuition. She greatly values intelligence, knowledge, and competence, and has high standards in these regards, which she continuously strive to fulfill. To a somewhat lesser extent, she has similar expectations of others. This came make her come off as judgemental and cold, but only because she becomes disappointed when she knows someone isn't living to their potential.
With Introverted Intuition dominating Kallistrate's personality, she mostly focuses her energy on observing the world, and generating ideas and possibilities. Her mind constantly gathers information and makes associations about it. However, her primary interest is not understanding a concept, but rather applying that concept in a useful way. She does not follow an idea as far as she possibly can, seeking only to understand it fully. It is not easy for Kallistrate to express her internal images, insights, and abstractions. The internal form of her thoughts and concepts is highly individualized, and is not readily translatable into a form that others will understand. However, Kallistrate is driven to translate her ideas into a plan or system that is usually readily explainable, rather than to do a direct translation of her thoughts. She usually doesn't see the value of a direct transaction, and will also have difficulty expressing her ideas, which are non-linear. However, her extreme respect of knowledge and intelligence is enough to motivate her to explain herself to other people who she feels is deserving of the effort. Kallistrate spends a lot of time inside her own mind, and may have little interest in the other people's thoughts or feelings. She has always had problems giving other people the level of intimacy that is needed in order to form close relationships or partnerships. This is a quirk of her she has always hated and it often saddens her.
Kallistrate's only interest in dealing with the world is to make decisions, express judgments, and put everything that she encounters into an understandable and rational system. Consequently, she is quick to express judgments. These judgements do not come from a place of pride, more-so from the respect of true knowledge and she never states an opinion unless she can back it up with facts. She often finds herself misunderstood, because her intuitive understanding isn't paired with a well-developed ability to express her insights. In these cases, Kallistrate tends to blame misunderstandings on the limitations of the other party, rather than on her own difficulty in expressing themselves. This tendency sometimes causes her to dismiss others input too quickly, and to seem generally arrogant and elitist. Both of which are untrue, since she finds a large ego a waste of time and space. Kallistrate is ambitious, self-confident, deliberate, and a long-range thinker. She very much dislikes messiness and inefficiency, and anything that is muddled or unclear. She value clarity and efficiency above all, and will put enormous amounts of energy and time into consolidating her insights into structured patterns.
People may see her as aloof and reserved. Indeed, Kallistrate is not overly demonstrative of her affections, and is likely to not give as much praise or positive support as others may need or desire. That doesn't mean, however, that she doesn't truly have affection or regard for others. She simply does not typically feel the need to express it. Others may falsely perceive the her as being rigid and set in her ways. Nothing could be further from the truth, because Kallistrate is committed to always finding the objective best strategy to implement her ideas. She is usually quite open to hearing an alternative way of doing something.
When under a great deal of stress, she tends to become absorbed with minutia and details that she would not normally consider important to her overall goal. Kallistrate tries relatively hard to remember to express herself sufficiently, so as to avoid difficulties with people's misunderstandings. She's always had an insight into the Big Picture, and is driven to synthesize her concepts into solid plans of action. Despite all of her negative qualities, Kallistrate has never once sought to manipulate or be controlling or cruel to anyone. She sees everyone as equal and holds all of her fellow people to a high standard that they, themselves may not see. She has never said an unkind word about anyone, but her opinions about people are her own and not easily subject to change. She has a kind heart and is always willing to help those who seek it.

๏ผฌ๏ผฉ๏ผซ๏ผฅ๏ผณ:
||โœ”Coldโœ”Tinkeringโœ”Alt Rock Musicโœ”Chocolateโœ”Being surrounded by natureโœ”Classicalโœ”Thai Foodโœ”Food in generalโœ”Playing difficult and long RPG video gamesโœ”Spending time with her Brotherโœ”Rare moments she sees her motherโœ”Singingโœ”Dark colorsโœ”Winterโœ”Long conversations with her fatherโœ”Complicated Mathโœ”Physicsโœ”Speaking her fathers Native Tongueโœ”Volunteering||
๏ผค๏ผฉ๏ผณ๏ผฌ๏ผฉ๏ผซ๏ผฅ๏ผณ:
||โœ–Answering โ€œno thatโ€™s not possibleโ€ when it really isโœ–Sodaโœ–3 A's-Abuse, Addiction, and Adulteryโœ–The smell of burnt popcornโœ–Being unable to solve a problemโœ–Large Egosโœ–Pseudoscienceโœ–Intoleranceโœ–Sexismโœ–Racismโœ–Theismโœ–All of the ismsโœ–Being touched without permissionโœ–Too much attentionโœ–Any kind of heat over 70ยฐโœ–Powers that can manipulate peopleโœ–Feeling extreme emotionโœ–Prejudiceโœ–Illogicโœ–Social Dramaโœ–Wearing a lot of makeup||

๏ผฆ๏ผฅ๏ผก๏ผฒ๏ผณ:
โ˜ Losing what family she has
They are the most important people in her life, and while she knows she will survive, it would only be a half-life.
โ˜ Enclosed Spaces
Kallistrate is quite Claustrophobic and does everything she can not to be in tight spaces for long.
โ˜ Fear of Intimacy
Kallistre has never felt strong emotion for anyone outside of her brother and her father. She shudders to think where that kind of vulnerability and power will get her in the wrong hands. Especially since she's never been in any type of romantic relationship.



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๏ผท๏ผฅ๏ผฉ๏ผง๏ผจ๏ผด
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๏ผจ๏ผฅ๏ผฉ๏ผง๏ผจ๏ผด
6'1''

๏ผง๏ผฅ๏ผฎ๏ผฅ๏ผฒ๏ผก๏ผฌ ๏ผก๏ผฐ๏ผฐ๏ผฅ๏ผก๏ผฒ๏ผก๏ผฎ๏ผฃ๏ผฅ

Kallistrate is every bit of an amazon as her mother.Tall, lithe, and tone, it is no question that she holds great strength. However, small differences can be seen. Her mothers hair was the color of oil slick and as straight and soft as silk. Kallistre's hair is thick and curly and normally forms a wild mane on her head. Her mother has voluptuous muscle that all amazons have. Being have Native American, Kallistrate has her own curves but her body is more lithe and calculated than the brutal strength her mothers is made for.
Kallistrate is also covered in tattoos, a decision she made in honor of her patriarchal line, much to the chagrin of her mother. They appear symmetrically on both sides of her body. These are the markings of a warrior, a role Kallistrate was made to take.
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H I S T O R Y:
Diana Prince is quite the super hero with many responsibilities. But no matter what she always made sure that Kallistrate knew that she loved her. Her childhood was spent on Earth with her stoic but loving father. Most of her childhood was spent with him on their land in the Reservation. He was Choctaw indian, but they settled in the forests of Washington with the Quinault in a very secluded cabin deep in the woods. He knew she would be different. There was no telling when her powers would crop up, or even if she would have any. But it was very important to both Diana and Toni Itichito, that she was protected. He taught her how to hunt and track, and how to use nature for medicine and food. She never even spoke english until she was 12. He taught all of her schooling and made sure she was more than proficient in Math, Science and history. He even taught her about cars. That was her favorite.She never saw another person until she turned 15, the day she met her mother for the first time.
Kallistrate remembers how beautiful she was. The only other woman she had ever seen was her own face in the mirror and she had never been too concerned about her appearance. But seeing her mother, how radiant and gorgeous she was, made her question why she never took more pride in her looks.
Up until the time she came to the academy she lived in Themyscira and was treated like royalty. Naturally she was constantly uncomfortable. She missed her humble cottage in the woods with her father. There was no one else to worry about. But she had come of age, and it was time for her to understand who she was and why she was so strong and why she could levitate when she concentrated. Under her mother's watch, she learned how to fly and wield her strength with measured skill. Now it's time to learn how to use them for the good of the human race.

๏ผฆ๏ผก๏ผถ๏ผฏ๏ผฒ๏ผฉ๏ผด๏ผฅ ๏ผฐ๏ผฏ๏ผท๏ผฅ๏ผฒ:
There is nothing in the world quite like breaking free of man-made walls and flying through the air. Tight spaces are suffocating.

S P A C E:
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Kallistrate design her home to not only reflect her personality, but to reflect her parents. The artwork is for the most part an ode to her mother who is extremely greek. While the tones and shapes throughout her home are more like her father, very strict and black and white. These things, coupled with her own personal touches makes her feel the most at home she's been in years. The most important feature to her though was a very open floor plan.
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Gustav is her tuned up BMW E-30 And he is an absolutely sight to behold. At least to her. Solid black matte paint. 90ยฐ V8 McLaren engine with a max RPM of 8500. The camber is about as negative as it can get legally, and each tire is on bags that uses a compression system to change the degree of camber whenever she so choses. Her dream car.


So begins...

Kallistrate Prince's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Magni Thorson Character Portrait: Wren Wilson Character Portrait: Enzo Nigma Character Portrait: The Incredible Hulk-Girl; Jennifer Banner-WIP Character Portrait: Alex Todd Character Portrait: Astrid Rogers Character Portrait: Thena Brynhildsdรณttir Character Portrait: Kid Arachnid/Anansi Morales Character Portrait: Variel Wolfe Character Portrait: Ethan Drake Character Portrait: Aiden Drake Character Portrait: Kamaria Munroe Character Portrait: Caleb Kent Character Portrait: Gambit/Renee LeBeau Character Portrait: Angelique Roth Character Portrait: Tommy Kyle Character Portrait: Nathaniel Bane Character Portrait: Jai West Character Portrait: Max Stark Character Portrait: Elizabeth Grey Character Portrait: Matt Grayson Character Portrait: Alexander Wilson Character Portrait: Phil Coulson Character Portrait: Alfred Character Portrait: Joker Jr Character Portrait: Kallistrate Prince Character Portrait: Cordelia Wagner Character Portrait: Cameron Stewart/Lantern Character Portrait: Lucrecia "Cree" Luthor Character Portrait: Adrienne Strange Character Portrait: Kamaria Wakandas Character Portrait: Elizabeth Natchios

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The Descendant Academy



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Descendant Academy. School for the lucky few who are the offspring of the worlds leading heroes, superheroes, villains and vigilantes. Unlike any other schools, even Xavier's school for gifted youngsters. Here they are raised, trained, educated and prepared for what the world has in store. Some preparing to take up their parent's places, while others make their own identities. Each student here arriving at different points in their lives. But that's irrelevant.

It's another day just like any other in the Academy. Phil and Alfred take the elevators down to floor L1, making their way to the lecture hall. As they made their way down the long corridor, Phil glances over the paperwork in his hands while speaking, "J.A.R.V.I.S.?" "Yes sir?" He flips over another page in his folder before adding, "Send out the alarm." "Of course sir." After a moment or two J.A.R.V.I.S.'s voice rang throughout every room in Descendant Tower, "Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen. It is now 13 00 hours. I have been requested to inform you that class will begin in 15 minutes on floor L1. Attendance is mandatory. Those whom do not attend will have to answer to Mr. Stark and Mr. Wayne." Phil clears his throat, "J.A.R.V.I.S..." The computer's voice adds in his announcement to the building, "Mr. Coulson would also like me to remind you that even the children of Mr. Stark and Mr. Wayne are subject to equal punishment for not attending. Thank you."

Alfred made his way around Phil, removing his key from his lapel, sliding it into the deadbolt and unlocking the door. He stood there, holding open the door for Coulson. "Such a late start today?" Phil laughed slightly while walking into the room, turning on the lights. "Well they aren't going to be happy about today's assignment. I figured I'd at least let them sleep in before they decided to hate me for the day," Phil smiled towards Alfred. He then walked up to the desk at the front of the room, setting down his files as Alfred enters after him asking, "May I ask what is on the agenda today?" Phil double checks his papers before replying, "Exercise 23."

Alred glanced over his shoulder at Phil, "I assume I'll be needing the crate?" Coulson chuckled as he took a seat at the front of the room. "I told you they weren't going to like us today Al."




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D E A D P O O L
T H E 0 M O U T H


H E X C O D E
# B B 1 4 1 E

O U T F I T
Deadpool suit, top portion hanging on hips, black sports bra & Ray Bans


Wren never did sleep like everyone else did. The last time she remembers actually sleeping she was probably a teen and still adjusting to her strange abilities. But for years her stamina has made it nearly impossible for her to get tired enough to need sleep. So while everyone else usually slept she would wonder around Descendant Tower, read books or find something else to occupy her time. If one of her classmates saw her during that time that'd probably have a heart attack because she usually is silent... Sometimes. Ok well she talks to herself on occasion but that's not her fault she'd mentally unstable.

That evening she spent her solitary time reading Homer's the Iliad. Light reading right? Having as much free time as Wren had she had plenty of time to read books, and she didn't believe in reading the same book twice. She hadn't realized how much time had passed or how engrossed she was in the book until she heard J.A.R.V.I.S.'s announcement. Wren looked over at the clock on her wall, "1 o'clock already? Jesus Homer... Stop being so needy I have places to go." She slid a book mark into the novel, slightly frustrated that she was so close to the end and had to stop. "We will continue later Homes." She sets the book down on the window seat and walks over to the closet that is her bedroom in club of a penthouse.

Wren grabbed her suit that her father gave her from the closet and tossed it onto the bed. It wasn't always her favorite thing to wear but in this place, curve balls were thrown at them when they least expected it, and she'd hate to be caught off guard in jeans. Have you ever tried to kick ass in skinny jeans? Not that easy. But that didn't mean she wouldn't make the suit her own when she wore it. Wren wiggled into her suit, but only wore the pant portion leaving the top half to dangle from her waist like many people wear their overalls, her utility belt holding it up. Deciding to keep it simple she only wore a black sports bra as a top, not really giving a rat's ass what anyone would say. Wren definitely wasn't one to wear the cliche mask unless she went out in public, so she just tucked it away in her belt.

As she made her way towards the elevator, she grabbed her ipod and sunglasses from the table near the doors, then pressed the down button. While waiting Wren put on her Ray Bans, and put in her ear buds, pressing shuffle. The elevator opened as the song Chandelier by Sia begins to blast in her ears. She enters the elevator, pressing L1 before she begins to go down. As she slowly makes her descension, Wren begins to bounce around and dance to the music.

The doors open up to the main hall that leads down the center of floor L1. Once the doors were open completely, she slides out into the corridor like Tom Cruise belting out the lyrics to the song, "I'M GONNA SWINGGGGGG FROM THE CHANDELIERRRR!!!! FROM THE CHANDELIERRRRRR!!" Wren bobs her head, twirling and strutting down the long hallway not caring who sees her. "Help me, I'm holding on for dear life. Won't look down, won't open my eyes. Keep my glass full until morning light, 'cause I'm just holding on for tonight, On for tonight, On for tonigh-" Just as she reaches Alfred who's standing outside the classroom, she freezes mid-step, mid-song and mid-dance when she sees the crate sitting on the ground before him.

Wren pulls her earbuds out, "Al... please tell me you're just pulling a prank on me?" Alfred sent an apologetic smile towards her as he outstretches his right hand towards her. "I'm afraid not Miss Wilson... All weapons please." She rolled her eyes, scoffing slightly as she grabs the pair of pistols from her thigh holsters, setting it in Al's hand. He set the gun in the crate, then looked back towards her. "What!?" Al cleared his throat, motioning for her to hand over more. "Oh for fucks sake!" She reaches behind her back grabbing the pistol that was tucked into the back of her pants, setting it in his hand. She then bends over pulling 2 bowie knives that were tucked into her boots. Wren then holds out her hands before rotating in a circle so he can look her over. "Did I pass the inspection?" Al managed a soft chuckle before extending his hand once more, "Phone too miss." She growled, squinting her eyes as she set her phone in his palm. "You're lucky I like you pops."

Now that she was completely stripped of every comfort she had on her other than her clothing, Wren made her way into the classroom. She didn't hesitate to walk right up to the front row center, spinning a chair around so she could sit on it backwards, straddling the back. "You know, if we wanted to kill each other we would've already."




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R I D D L E R
T H E 0 B R A I N


H E X C O D E
# 4 F B 6 1 4

O U T F I T

Black slacks, spats, black silk shirt with green question mark pattern, green suspenders & green bolder hat


Enzo, unlike most of his classmates, had his shit together for lack of a better term. He knew when class was before the bogus announcement from J.A.R.V.I.S. He was sure at that moment many of them would be stumbling out of bed and rushing to get ready and get to class in time. The thought made him chuckle as he finished shaving his face, then rinsed his face with water from the sink. Enzo looked back up at his reflection as his ran his wet hands back through his hair, slicking it back as he walked back out to his bedroom. Making his way over to his bed, he pushed his suspenders off of his shirtless torso letting them to fall to a rest on either side of his legs. He grabbed the black silk shirt covered with the green question marks, slipping his arms into the sleeves before he began to button it.

Enzo always enjoyed playing with the stereotype his father started behind the Riddler persona, taking pride in dressing similarly to how his dad used to. He always dressed in formal wear so it wasn't much different except everything he owned was either green, black or purple and almost always had a question mark on it somewhere. After all, he is the Riddler right? When his shirt was buttoned, he tucked it into his slacks, then tugged his suspenders back up. Tucking his cane under his left arm, he made his way towards the elevator. Enzo pressed the down button before reaching over and grabbing the green bolder hat that hung on the coat rack. And for his own amusement he flipped it up in the air, catching it perfectly atop his head just before the doors opened.

Patiently, Enzo road the elevator down the many floors towards level L1, resting his hands on his cane that he had standing before him. As the doors slid open he slowly made his way down the long corridor. The only sound to be heard was the clicking of his dress shoes on the tile and the tapping of the cane's base in sync with his stride. Upon reaching the class room he saw Al waiting. Enzo raised a suggestive brow before rolling his eyes. He didn't need to wait until Al extended his hand towards him to know what he wanted. Reluctantly, he held out his golden question mark cane. "Not a scratch Al."

After forfeiting his weapon Enzo entered the classroom, seeing the rather enthusiastic Wren sitting up front, seemingly bothering Phil. No doubt she was complaining about the restrictions to firearms and weapons in the classroom that day. Luckily for him, she was too preoccupied to notice his entrance and he'd rather keep it that way. So as quietly as he could, he slipped into a chair towards the back of the room. He then leaned back in his chair, crossing his feet and entangling his fingers in his lap patiently.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Magni Thorson Character Portrait: Wren Wilson Character Portrait: Enzo Nigma Character Portrait: Alex Todd Character Portrait: Astrid Rogers Character Portrait: Thena Brynhildsdรณttir Character Portrait: Kid Arachnid/Anansi Morales Character Portrait: Ethan Drake Character Portrait: Aiden Drake Character Portrait: Caleb Kent Character Portrait: Gambit/Renee LeBeau Character Portrait: Tommy Kyle Character Portrait: Nathaniel Bane Character Portrait: Jai West Character Portrait: Max Stark Character Portrait: Elizabeth Grey Character Portrait: Matt Grayson Character Portrait: Phil Coulson Character Portrait: Alfred Character Portrait: Joker Jr Character Portrait: Kallistrate Prince Character Portrait: Cameron Stewart/Lantern Character Portrait: Lucrecia "Cree" Luthor Character Portrait: Adrienne Strange Character Portrait: Kamaria Wakandas Character Portrait: Elizabeth Natchios Character Portrait: Kain Character Portrait: Lilith Isley Character Portrait: Kumiko Oyama Character Portrait: Charlie Barton Character Portrait: Olivia Storm

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"Well now that that is all taken care of... Your pairings." Phil walked back around the desk, flipping open the file folder that rested on top of the wooden surface. After a minute of fingering through papers, he grabbed a single page with an "Ah ha!" He moved back around towards the front of the desk, leaning back against it. "Well seeing as to how we are missing a few students there will be slight modifications to the pairings... And there will be one group of 3 instead of 2. I'll say the names of each group, and the floor number you will report to. Each floor has been configured to the arena designed for your particular group. The simulation won't start until you all are in the rooms with the doors shut. Until that point each area will look like a simple concrete room."

Phil could tell the students were slightly impatient to know who they were partnered with. But before that, Coulson wanted to leave them waiting a bit more. "Just a reminder... You all have only 5 minutes to save your civilian. And that can be a completely different task depending on the arena. It can vary between saving them, freeing them, protecting them or just reaching them. If your civilian dies, then you fail. Although they are just dummies, a shot through the head or falling into a pit of fire will kill them." He holds up his index finger, "If you die it will also result in a failure." Phil then proceeded to answer the question before it was asked, "And yes it is more than possible for you to die in there."

Mr. Coulson then proceeded to name off the pairings and floor numbers from his document.

OOC: Phil is only telling everyone their partners and floors. The arena descriptions is just for you all to know what it will be like when their simulations start in case you need to plan out what is going to happen in PMs or if you need to ask me any questions :)




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โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆ
T R A I N I N G 0 E X E R C I S E - 2 3


G R O U P - 1
โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆ
F L O O R - L L 2 9
Maximilian Stark & Astrid Rogers

A R E N A : When the simulation begins the civilian will appear tied to a beam at the far end of the large concrete room. The beam stretched from the floor up to the ceiling 50ft above. Once the civilian is no longer restrained, the walls begin to close in. The closer the civilian gets to the door, the more the walls close.

O B J E C T I V E : Find a way to stop the walls, and exit with the civilian.



G R O U P - 2
โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆ
F L O O R - L L 5
Adrienne Strange & Elizabeth Grey

A R E N A : When the simulation begins, the platform beneath their feet and the door disappear and they are suspended in an anti-gravity chamber. The civilian is floating around in a vibranium sphere. The oxygen supply in the sphere diminishing so that the civilian will be without oxygen in 5 minutes.

O B J E C T I V E : Free the civilian from the sphere.



G R O U P - 3
โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆ
F L O O R - L L 4 9
Wren Wilson & Magni Thorson

A R E N A : When the simulation begins, the civilian appears in a metal cage {2ft in depth causing the civilian to lay flat, face down} being lowered from the 50ft ceiling. Beneath the cage the ground separates to reveal a large fire pit with flames reaching nearly 20ft high. Certain tiles on the ground set off booby traps: one sends spikes shooting from the walls, another making the floor slowing begin to retract beyond the walls. The cage will be completely submerged in the flames at 5 minutes time.

O B J E C T I V E : Free the civilian from the cage and exit the room.



G R O U P - 4
โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆ
F L O O R - L L 3 0
Ethan Drake & Olivia Storm

A R E N A : When the simulation begins, the room changes into a giant maze, walls reaching up to the ceiling. A mechanism generates pulses that render intangibility impossible within the room. The civilian is placed at the center of the maze. Throughout the maze are various booby traps: spikes shooting from the walls, lazar fields, swinging blades, narrow corridors and pathways of thick knee high muddy substance.

O B J E C T I V E : Reach the civilian.



G R O U P - 5
โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆ
F L O O R - L L 3
Enzo Nigma & Aiden Drake

A R E N A : When the simulation begins, the room changed into a dry and moisture-less desert atmosphere. The civilian is on the other side of the room constrained against a wooden beam. After a moment the ground changes into quicksand.

O B J E C T I V E : Free the civilian and reach the door.



G R O U P - 6
โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆ
F L O O R - L L 2 0
Matt Grayson & Tommy Kyle

A R E N A : When the simulation begins, the room changes to appear to be a city under siege. The pair standing on the roof of a building, the civilian at the top of a sky scraper a few city blocks away. Not long after it begins the earth begins to quake and buildings crumble.

O B J E C T I V E : Reach the civilian before their building collapses {5 minutes}.



G R O U P - 7
โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆ
F L O O R - L L 1 8
Elizabeth Natchios & Kain Python

A R E N A : When the simulation begins, the ground disappears besides the small platform the pair stands upon. The civilian stands on a similar pair on the opposite side of the room. Other platforms rise, fall and shift about the room in non pattern like movements. Some of the platforms with crumble after standing on it for longer than a moment. Underneath the platforms is an endless black abyss.

O B J E C T I V E : Reach the civilian.



G R O U P - 8
โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆ
F L O O R - L L 5 0
Nathaniel Bane & Cameron Stewart

A R E N A : When the simulation begins, the civilian appears dangling a foot below the ceiling. The room then begins to fill with water. The water will reach the ceiling at 4 minutes giving the pair an additional minute under water.

O B J E C T I V E : Free the civilian and exit through the door.



G R O U P - 9
โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆ
F L O O R - L L 6
Anansi Morales & Joker Jr.

A R E N A : When the simulation begins, the civilian appears in a glass tank, chained to the bottom. The tank is locked shut, all sides including the top made of bullet proof glass. The tank begins to fill with water, and will be completely full halfway through the exercise {2.5 minutes}.

O B J E C T I V E : Free the civilian.



G R O U P - 1 0
โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆ
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Thena Brynhildsdรณttir & Caleb Kent

A R E N A : When the simulation begins, the room goes black revealing only 2 lit red circles on the ground. J.A.R.V.I.S. begins by asking the pair to each stand in a circle. Once in their places, the civilian is revealed before them standing in a glass box. J.A.R.V.I.S. then says these exact words, "You may not move from your circle. Doing so would result in immediate failure. Using your powers in attempt to free the civilian from where you stand will also result in failure. You both must together answer the question 'Why?' You have 3 guesses. And each guess will only be registered by first stating 'The answer is...'."

O B J E C T I V E : Answer the question correctly.



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Charlie Barton & Alex Todd


A R E N A : When the simulation begins, the civilian will stand in the center of the room. On the ground beside the civilian are 2 5ft long martial art training sticks. Once they grab the sticks, a non stop onslaught of melee soldiers emerge from the walls and run towards them.

O B J E C T I V E : Protect the civilian from the onslaught for 5 minutes.



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Lilith Isley & Jai West

A R E N A : When the simulation begins, the civilian appears tied to a stake at the center of a large field. Once the pair begin to move for the civilian an array of natural disasters will plague the simulations ranging from tornadoes, earthquakes, lightning to tsunamis.

O B J E C T I V E : Free the civilian and protect it for the 5 minutes from the natural disasters.



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Renee LeBeau & Lucrecia Luther & Kamaria Wakandas

A R E N A : When the simulation begins, the civilian appears suspended in the center of the room. Each hand or foot is tied with vibranium laced cords and connected to a mechanism in each one of the corners of the room. Every 10 seconds the binds click, pulling on the limbs another fraction of an inch. By the end of the 5 minutes the civilian will be drawn and quartered from the pulling of the mechanism.

O B J E C T I V E : Free the civilian.



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Kallistrate Prince & Kumiko Oyama

A R E N A : When the simulation begins, the ground around them disappears aside from the platform they stand on. Beneath the platform is a large body of water. The civilian is in a cage that is lowered from the ceiling then dropped into the body of water, beginning to sink. Within the body of water are also 10 great white sharks, swimming around and near the cage.

O B J E C T I V E : Free the civilian and exit the room.



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Character Portrait: Magni Thorson Character Portrait: Wren Wilson Character Portrait: Enzo Nigma Character Portrait: Alex Todd Character Portrait: Thena Brynhildsdรณttir Character Portrait: Kid Arachnid/Anansi Morales Character Portrait: Ethan Drake Character Portrait: Aiden Drake Character Portrait: Caleb Kent Character Portrait: Gambit/Renee LeBeau Character Portrait: Tommy Kyle Character Portrait: Nathaniel Bane Character Portrait: Jai West Character Portrait: Elizabeth Grey Character Portrait: Matt Grayson Character Portrait: Phil Coulson Character Portrait: Joker Jr Character Portrait: Kallistrate Prince Character Portrait: Adrienne Strange Character Portrait: Elizabeth Natchios Character Portrait: Kain Character Portrait: Lilith Isley Character Portrait: Kumiko Oyama Character Portrait: Olivia Storm

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Max stayed in his thoughts until Phil started talking. He hardly noticed the commotion between Joker Jr. and Alex. Not that it really mattered to him, he didn't really care too much for either of them. Alex was a bitch, and Jr. was the definition of evil. Max didn't have to wait very long for Phil to reveal his partner considering his name was in the first pairing. "Max and Astrid will be on LL29." Max couldn't help but crack a smile. He had no problem with Astrid. He wasn't sure how they were going to handle a challenge though. He didn't have his suit, and she was without her shield. Max could think fast and fight normal people, but that was nothing special. Astrid was still insanely talented, but neither one had really cool powers on their own. Nothing like Caleb, or Magni, or Olivia. Max was okay with it though. At least he wasn't paired with a gang green member.

He stayed in his seat and heard some pretty interesting pairings. He couldn't help but turn around and smirk at Liz when she was paired with Kain. He knew that would be interesting. He felt bad for Aiden, having to work with Enzo. He chuckled at the pairing of Anansi and Joker Jr. Anansi would love it. Jai seemed excited at drawing Lilith. Who wouldn't be? When Phil finished, Max walked towards the back of the room towards Astrid.

"Let's go Misses Cap." he said with a smile as he held his hand out to help her up. "It's not the world yet, but let's go save a dummy."

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Character Portrait: Kallistrate Prince Character Portrait: Elizabeth Natchios Character Portrait: Kain Character Portrait: Kumiko Oyama

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"Elizabeth Natchios and Kain will be on LL18" She couldn't believe he would pair her with the one person she couldn't stand. "Phil, please tell me your not serious. Please don't make me work with him." Honestly she knew he wouldn't change it but it was worth a try. When he refused her she stood up and left the room, she wasn't going to wait on him. She was ready to get this over with and wasn't going to waste her time waiting on him. Obviously she wouldn't be able to start the mission without him so she waited for him near the elevator. Five minutes to work together with the guy who was the son of the man who killed her mother. Yes, she was brought back but he still killed her and having the personality of Kain didn't really help him when it came to Liz.

He doesn't know when to keep his mouth shut and he usually refuses to work in a team to begin with. How Phil thought this would work was beyond her. Pairing people with their enemies was not a good idea and five minutes surely wasn't enough time for them to decide to get over their hatred in order to work together, at least not for her. She would rather work alone than work with him.




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Kumiko sat as she watched everyone as their pairings were called. Some storming out of the room while other just simply joined their partners in a more civil way. Kumiko never could grasp the concept of her peers hating one another, there has never been anyone she hated to that point, dislike yes hate no. So finding out who her partner was didn't much bother her, she simply stood from her seat and walked over to Kallistrate "I suppose we should get going. I'm curious to see what our arena will be." She said waiting for her partner to join her.

The two had never worked together nor had they really encountered one another very often other than a 'Hello' here and there. It would be interesting to see how they worked together.

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Character Portrait: Kallistrate Prince Character Portrait: Kumiko Oyama

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Kallistrate stood as she saw Kumiko approach her. She had never personally met her, but her amazing abilities had been known for a while. Kallistrate wiped her had to hopefully get rid of any grease that more than likely never there in the first place. She kindly smiled and did a glance towards the others leaving the class and going on about their trials. When she looked back Kumiko had already introduced herself and Kallistrate inclined her head just enough to be respectful, but not enough to be considered disrespectful. (hopefully)
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Kumiko. My name is Kallistrate and I look forward to working together."
Kallistrate picked up her backpack and swung it up on her shoulder as she walked to the front to grab her stainless steal hair needle. She proceded to twist her hair back up as she glanced back towards Kumiko.
" I don't see this challenge being to difficult for either of us. I don't know the extent of your abilities, but from what I do know any type of motorized pulley mechanism will be no issue. The only issue I can forsee would be the shark. Wild animals are unprodictable and while I can fly, If the shark should attack I'm not sure I could fight it while holding you and a dummy. So this is where I ask if you have any suggestions. I've long dominated the conversation and we should get going anyway. Perhaps we can discuss particulars in the elevator."
She paused after she finished her hair and chuckled and shook her head slightly.
"We make quite a pair, you and I. It seems as if we just can't help but be late."

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Character Portrait: Kallistrate Prince Character Portrait: Kumiko Oyama

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Kallistrate stood as she saw Kumiko approach her. She had never personally met her, but her amazing abilities had been known for a while. Kallistrate wiped her had to hopefully get rid of any grease that more than likely never there in the first place. She kindly smiled and did a glance towards the others leaving the class and going on about their trials. When she looked back Kumiko had already introduced herself and Kallistrate inclined her head just enough to be respectful, but not enough to be considered disrespectful. (hopefully)
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Kumiko. My name is Kallistrate and I look forward to working together."
Kallistrate picked up her backpack and swung it up on her shoulder as she walked to the front to grab her stainless steal hair needle. She proceded to twist her hair back up as she glanced back towards Kumiko.
" I don't see this challenge being to difficult for either of us. I don't know the extent of your abilities, but from what I do know any type of motorized mechanism will be no issue. The only issue I can foresee would be unpredictable elements like random fire, weather, or even animals. I'm not sure how we will divvy up the duties to get the job done, but if I must carry the dummy those elents my prove to slow us down. So this is where I ask if you have any suggestions. I've long dominated the conversation and we should get going anyway. Perhaps we can discuss particulars in the elevator."
She paused after she finished her hair and chuckled and shook her head slightly."We make quite a pair, you and I. It seems as if we just can't help but be late."

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Character Portrait: Kallistrate Prince Character Portrait: Kumiko Oyama

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Kumiko watched as Kallistrate picked up her bag and began pulling up her hair and listened to her as she thought of how they could approach this exercise. " I don't see this challenge being to difficult for either of us. I don't know the extent of your abilities, but from what I do know any type of motorized pulley mechanism will be no issue. The only issue I can forsee would be the shark. Wild animals are unpredictable and while I can fly, If the shark should attack I'm not sure I could fight it while holding you and a dummy. So this is where I ask if you have any suggestions. I've long dominated the conversation and we should get going anyway. Perhaps we can discuss particulars in the elevator." Kumiko nodded began making her way to the elevator "We make quite a pair, you and I. It seems as if we just can't help but be late." Kumiko nodded blinked "I suppose we are, however I was late because I was in the middle of something and wanted to finish." She said pressing the elevator button. It seemed they would be the last one's to start but with their individual abilities and how much less they hated each other than the others Kumiko couldn't see any possible problems that would come from them personally.

"I don't swim, so I will have your assistance in getting to the citizen. I can however fight the sharks. Perhaps I can use the cage as long as I can while you free the citizen. Another way is I could just kill them before we get to the cage but I don't foresee that the cage will last that long above water." She said and stepped into the elevator when the doors finally opened. She waited until her partner was inside before pressing their level.

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Character Portrait: Kallistrate Prince Character Portrait: Kumiko Oyama

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Kallistrate nodded briefly,
"I suppose we all have our vices. I'm not particularly fond of enclosed spaces myself. Fortunately claustrophobia has never been a major issue due to the strength and flight, but every once in a while it might creep up."
Kallistrate looked up towards the ceiling of the elevator and her jaw tensed near imperceptibly and shifted her backpack on her shoulder. She was mostly grateful that there were multiple elevators and that she wasn't crowded with others. Especially sense most others just don't seem to be the kind she'd like to have accidentally brush against her. She nearly gagged at the thought.
The elevator opened and she stepped off into a long hallway. She could already hear faint sounds of others trails reverberating through the walls. By the time she got to their room she took a deep breath and looked to her new partner and gave a nod.
Opening the door, Kallistrate immediately pulled out her hair needle and her wild mane fall down her shoulders. Better it be down than fall later while she was otherwise preoccupied.
The first thing she noticed was, of course, the gigantic tank with a great white circling as if it knew we were coming. Not as if that would be surprising. The next most obvious thing about the giant tank was the citizen hanging from a rope and an electronic pulley system.
"I imagine the closer I walk it will trigger the mechanism. I suppose we should discuss strategy and prep ourselves here."
Kallistrate pulled her white tank over her head. The black sports bra and leggings seemed better suited in case she had to "take a dip". Some parts of her torso still has small grease smears that marred her full body tattoo, but her pale skin stood out brightly against it all.
"I'm open to your suggestion. While I'm good at strategy myself, this trial seems more suited to your weaknesses than mine. I'm fine with being the muscle."
As she spoke she stretched mildly, cracking her knuckles,touching her toes, etc. and studied the trial itself as Kumiko deliberated.

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"I suppose we all have our vices. I'm not particularly fond of enclosed spaces myself. Fortunately claustrophobia has never been a major issue due to the strength and flight, but every once in a while it might creep up." Kumiko glanced towards her wondering if even being in this elevator was bothering her slightly. Now knowing Kallistrate was a slight claustrophobic she wondered if that would be included in their arena or not. It wouldn't be good if it was, it also would be bad if there was water. Water wasn't something Kumiko was happy to be around except in the shower, not knowing how to swim was a bad thing but she just never saw the need in it.

They stepped out of the elevator and Kumiko paused before following Kallistrate into the room. The first thing she saw was the tank full of sharks and there the civilian was, hanging over it. She scanned the room, the electronic pulley there wasn't much she could do about that but maybe stop it from releasing the rope. However, how would they get over there due to the comment her partner mad. It would make sense for it to move the closer they got, Phil wasn't that stupid to make this as easy as them both flying over there.

The sharks could be dealt with by either just staying away from them or fighting them, but how. Kumiko couldn't swim and there was no way for her to get to the citizen without her partner. "I'm open to your suggestion. While I'm good at strategy myself, this trial seems more suited to your weaknesses than mine. I'm fine with being the muscle."

Kumiko thought for a minute "Well, of course we both need to get to the citizen. However only one of us can fly. It would be difficult for you to fly and fight off the sharks but if I were to hang upside down I could fight them, for the most part. Just until we get to cage, Perhaps I can stop the pulley somehow while you break through the cage and free him. It seemed like a long shot and flying upside down while fighting sharks seemed like something from an action movie, a stupid one at that, but she could see no other way for them both to get through thins with teamwork other than this.

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Kallistrate nodded slightly and looked back to Kumiko.
"That sounds like a smart plan to me. I can fly you up, you stop the pulley while I Work on saving the citizen."
Only spending a moment of thought on the strangeness of the room they were in,as well as the fact that the floor felt oddly hollow beneath her feet, Kallistrate took one step forward and a world of complications sprung forth. The floor beneath Kumiko and Kallistrate began to quake and separate revealing more and more water. Thinking quickly, she grabbed Kumiko bridal style and hovered as they saw the ground move away to reveal that the in ground tank was not a small tank, but filled the entire room. Kallistrate flew down to the only bit of dry land left and set Kumiko down, trying to get her bearings. Above, the cage was lowered slightly by a chain and rapidly dropped into the shark infested waters below.
"Apologies for the familiarity, I don't like it anymore than you, but this situation just got a lot more complicated and it seems as if we're pressed for time as well as strategy."
Kallistrate took a moment to herself to breathe and think abiout their next move. Her eyes darted from each shark to the sinking cage and then back to Kumiko.
"I can dive down into the water and bring the cage up to you to open and save the citizen but I will more than likely have to hold it up from the water considering there is no adequate space for you and the cage."
Knowing it would more than likely be timed considering any normal human being could not breathe underwater, Kallistrate nodded her head and flew up over the depth where the cage was just about to hit the bottom and dove under. Thankfully the tank wasn't as substantial as it seemed, but it was deep enough that she needed to act fast. She sped past at least ten sharks by her initial count, and they definitely caught notice of her by the time she got to the cage. It was an impressive size and was more than likely much heavier than it looked. Her only two options would be to carry the cage either by the bars and risk jostling it while Kumiko did her part,or carry it from the bottom and use the platform for stability. She chose the latter option and lifted the bottom of the heavy ,and apparently pressurized, cage and placed herself under it, pushing off the bottom with her feet.
By now the sharks had begun to circle her as if they hadn't eaten in days.
"Wouldn't surprise me in the least", she thought as she flew as fast as she could up to the platform where Kumiko stood waiting. Air bubbles flew past her head from her exertion and her hair, now loose, whipped behind her in the current. Many sharks swam past her, their imposing jaws snapping at her and brushing against her roughly. She was able to keep most of them at bay with hard kicks and punched but red welts were already starting to appear on her bare torso and now torn leggings.
The sharks grew bold as she used every ounce of her strength to heft the unreasonably heavy cage out of the water to perch one side of the cage on the edge of the platform while she supported the other hovering just above the surface. Her lungs filled with air as she kept a close eye in the sharks that began to circle tighter and tighter. Her arms shook as her attention flip flopped from the sharks to Kumiko, concerned for their safety on such a small platform. So, naturally, the sharks did what sharks do when prey is just out their reach and they began to jump. There wasn't much she could do for Kumiko's side of the platform, but she knew the woman was more than capable. But holding up a cage and defending oneself against a menagerie of sharks bent on tearing you limb from limb was not the most fortunate of situations.

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Kumiko watched as her partner moved forward only to move quickly back when the floor began to shake and reveal more and more of the tank of sharks. This made her uneasy, how would she help save the citizen when there was no floor for her to stand on? Without warning Kallistrate picked her up and carried her to a small platform before putting her down. Being carried wasn't comfortable especially without warning. Kumiko watched the cage begin to fall towards the water, that wasn't good. She began to think of a way for them to get there but there wasn't any way for them both to get there. "I can dive down into the water and bring the cage up to you to open and save the citizen but I will more than likely have to hold it up from the water considering there is no adequate space for you and the cage."

Kumiko nodded, it made things easier plus that was the only way this could work out for them both to be a part of it. She watched her dive into the water. She was left to wait, feeling useless seeing that the sharks had taken notice to her and no doubt would attack her very soon. If they attacked while she was still under with the cage Kumiko didn't know what she would do. She couldn't risk jumping in after her only to drown but she doesn't think she'd be able to just stand there without trying to help.

Once the cage was in her reach Kumiko wasted no time extending her claws and slicing at the bars of the cage. It wasn't as easy of a task as she'd thought. Her claws could usually cut through any metal except Adamantium, which is what her claws are made from. She hoped Phil wouldn't do that to her. If she couldn't cut them she'd have to pull the bars apart enough to get the citizen out. Not only that, the sharks were beginning to attack her as well. Using her claws she slice at them but would miss focusing most of her attention on the cage.

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ImageKallistrate's feet pounded into the carpet under her as she walked down the hall towards her suite. Cuts and bites dripped blood as she took each step. Her leggings were torn to reveal more of her leg than she had ever been comfortable with and the salt water she plunged herself in made her wounds worse and worse. She was absolutely livid.

Kallistrate felt more than heard the dummy being lifted from the inside of the cage and as soon as she knew Kumiko and the dummy were clear she used what was left of her resolve and hurled the cage towards the back wall with a grunt. Someone had to have been watching because once the citizen was rescued the floor slid back into it's original state and Kallistrate simply fell. She just lost the will to stay upright and laid in the ground facing the ceiling. Her torso got the brunt of the damage as blood lazily dripped from bites and scrapes. Salt water stung. This is ridiculous. If the goal of this trial was to simply piss her off, well they did a fabulous job. 10 great whites. 10. With a cage apparently made of the heaviest metal on earth. She was strong, super strong even, but it was only a few years ago she even began to explore that strength and it was growing everyday. But it was still growing. Her arms pulsed slightly when she moved them and her breathing was more deep than usual. Everything just hurt, but she had to move or she'd stay there for the rest of the day.
She sat up and then stood, already her cuts were healing but the water mixed with blood mixed with mechanic grease made her so uncomfortable she nearly leapt from the ground and flew to her shower. She looked out in front of her as she thought, Kumiko having already left with muttered farewells. The locker room would provide quick relief, but she had a standard of privacy. So, with that, she took a reluctant step and limped out of the training room down the hall towards the elevator.
"Does mum require medical assistance?" ,Jarvis inquired.
"No thank you Jarvis, I'll just be heading to my room now."
The calculated and somewhat strained way she spoke was not lost on the AI, but he felt it best to leave it be.
Once in the elevator, she pushed the button for her floor and closed her eyes, focusing on her breathing and remaining calm. Getting anxious won't help you now. It's a fast elevator."And it was fairly quick. It doors drew back and she opened her eyes and nearly punched a hole in the console. She had landed on the wrong floor. She looked at the buttons disdainfully and realized she pressed the wrong button in her haste to get the ride over with.


So here she was walking(pounding) down the unfamiliar hall towards the stairs to merely climb the two floors to her floor and a long and much needed shower. Today was not a red letter day. She was the most angry at her loss for self control and that is just a downward spiral of mood.
Vaguely, she heard voices ahead of her but ignored it and kept her head forward until the cut on her forehead began to sting with an added droplet of salt that ran to it. She hissed and clutched her head as she walked, not even realizing that she was careening into another person until her very solid head collided into the back of another solid head. She let out a quiet and annoyed growl as she came face to face with Jack, resident ladies man. He and the lady he was with seemed to already be ready for the party tonight. He was tall enough to be eye level with her, something she wasn't used to experiencing when it came to human men, and she took a small step back. The girl he was with, Julia, hadn't been made her acquaintance but she was roughly familiar with everyone here. She reflexively ghosted her hand over the cut on her forehead and gave them both a nod, her apology sounding a bit rough and tired from her morning.
"I apologize for my carelessness. I wasn't paying attention. Please, enjoy your evening."
With that, she brushed past Jack and walked large steps to the stairs and took them three at a time until she wound up at her front door and in the safety of her own space. The design was fairly modern and an obvious ode to her mother's greek roots. The first thing she did was turn on some music and head to the bathroom. She'd worry about her ruined clothes later. All she wanted to do was stand under the hot spray and watch the blood wash of her now healed wounds.

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Julia in her embarrassment, froze when he called for her to wait, she smirked and rolled her eyes, "I don't need a guided tour, Jackie." She spun on her heels, just after he closed the gap and rang a finger along his chest, her father taught her the best way to get what you wanted was to use what your victim wanted to his advantages, but Julia thought it was funner to tease them about it, particularly when they made it so obvious. "I know where Wren lives, I just hit the wrong button on the lift. But who knows if I did that on purpose?" Julia wasn't usually so forward, she was usually one of the few fairer and more tamed of the students, but since she was going to a party, she may as well play the wild card. "Thanks for the invitation, I think I missed the main part."

Julia followed Jack in even stepping, keeping a rather even pace, even though she was walking with a flare in her step and pretty high heels. She heard Jack mention her lack of attendance for the days classes and she smirked. "My father thought it'd be fun to take me to Paris for some lunch... I swear, he's far too chill about his use of magic, and the control he has over Bruce." She then tilted her head with a flirtatious smirk. "Surprised you'd even turn up for the class, don't you usually skip classes that early in the day."

As they rounded the corner, a blur of feminine muscle bumped into Jack, causing Julia to reach her hands out just incase he needed steadying, and also to reach out and check he was okay. Julia peered past Jack to see Kallistrate, a cut along her forehead. "Kallistrate, are you alright?" Genuine worry for the Amazonian lacing her voice, but she simply rushed past, wishing the pair a good evening. Julia then returned her attention to Jack, twirling around him to inspect his head. "Are you at least okay, that sound like quite the hit?" She raised her hand to inspect the back of his head, but refrained from touching it, just in case he had been hurt.



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Mathias rolled his eyes at Enzo, "For one of the more intelligent people in this building, you sure do forget I can turn sound into solid matter... Sand makes sound, even if you can't hear it." He stepped out of the elevator and smoothly spun, still walking only without paying attention at this point. "If your shower doesn't cut it, all you need to do is ask... Couldn't be worse than that time I was ask to chase rodents out with my sonic scream." Before the doors closed, he quickly spun back around and waved his hand.

Mathias approached Wren's door and knock once before stepping into the more eccentrically decorated of the apartments. He glided across the apartment, his movement graceful and excited. He called out to the apartment, "Oh Wrenly!" Named after one of the characters from the oh so violent and sexually charged 'Game of Thrones' series. "How floweth the wineth?" He called, mocking an old English accent. "Screw that, that'll just hurt my throat." He said more to himself before returning to asking the important questions. "So what's the special for tonight?" He called before approaching the bar, and examining the stocked drinks. "Or would you prefer me to iPod DJ?" He chuckled to himself as he awaited a response.

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Jack couldn't help but smile as Julia ran her finger along his chest. He then did the suggestive eyebrow raise as he made another laugh at Julia's forwardness. "Well if you wanted to know what goes on in my apartment that badly you could've just asked." He laughed. As they were walking he heard about her excuse for being absent and he couldn't help but wish his father would do the same. He then perked up as she asked him a question. "Oh, well, ya, I do if I hadn't decide to sleep in but hey that's what happens when you live to party. And now I'm about to do it again, I have a reputation to keep up you know?" He chuckled.

Jack would have doubled over if not for Julia steadying him. Even so he wobbled as he stepped and felt a throbbing pain through out his head. Still he tried to play it off cool as if nothing had happened, giving both a girls a thumbs up to show he is a-okay. Still he did rub his head some after the collision, feeling a little bit of blood trickling. Yet it was nothing compared to what shape Kallistrate was in. Seeing this Jack smiled, "No need to apologize babe, no harm done. Uh, are...you...o....kay?" His last words trailing off as Kallistrate left their presence. He then looked at Julia showing some concern over the Amazonian's condition.

"It looks like the simulation hit her harder than what it looked like on the monitor." He commented. He then smiled at Julia's worry over his possible injury. He then laughed, "Nah, don't worry about that, it'll take more than one bump on the head knock out Jack Quill!" Jack said with a smile, even though he wasn't too far off from the truth. He then looked back to the stairs, "Too bad she left in the hurry, could've hanged out with us at the party." He spoke as he turned and started back down the hall. "Hey, who do you think is all coming to the party?" Jack asked.

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ImageLong was an understatement for the shower she took after returning from her trial. Maybe it was the way the dirt and grime was washed away from her light copper, tattooed skin, but she knew it was because it was the only place where she could empty her mind. She always thought at maximum efficiency and while some would consider that a gift or something to aspire to, some times she just wanted it to cease for an hour or so. So therefore, an hour or so after she stepped under the steaming spray, she stepped back out and dried her very red skin off. Her hair hung down her back in a wet curly mess that she combed and oiled quickly. She preferred crisp and tangy smells and her bathroom smelled like lemon verbena and sandalwood whenever she stepped out.
The incident in the hallway entered her mind again as she ran her hands through her hair as she dried it gently. Not that it did her much harm, but she could almost hear the loud thump her skull made when it collided with Jack's and it made her scowl to think of. While he wasn't her friend, they'd never even met before this. The possibility she may have injured him in their collision bothered her enough to decide to seek him out.
Forgoing any effort as this wasn't a social call, she decided to just wear her favorite ripped jeans and a black sweater with Her semi-dry curly hair piled on her head. She tugged down her nearly too short sweater as she walked out of her door and towards the stair quickly. She stopped soon though after she realized that he may not be in his room considering he had Julia with him when she ran into them in the hallway.
"Jarvis? Where is Jack Quill?"
"He seems to be a gathering in Miss Wilson's penthouse Miss Prince."
"Thank you Jarvis."
My pleasure
Kallistrate mentally cursed as she looked down at her sneakers and blew a curl out of her face. She could vaguely remember the announcement being made as she was in the elevator shortly after her trial, but she was too far gone to notice it. Wren Wilson. She'd never had the pleasure but the woman had a reputation and this party would be sure to be on the wild side and far from anything enjoyable for her. She closed her eyes and sighed at nothing and continued walking up the stairs at a quick pace.
I'll just walk in, say hello, give my apologies, and walk out.And with her plan firmly in place and her resolve locked down tight, Kallistrate stood in front of the door and only momentarily hesitated at the booming music coming from the room on the other side and turned the knob.
The first thing she noticed in the large space was how dark it was. That wasn't as much of an issue with her as the proclamation made by Wren herself that Spin the Bottle would soon begin. Kallistrate nearly abandoned the entire plan and walked back to her own floor. But, no. She'd do what she came here to do and that was that. So she closed the door silently and made her way towards some others she saw gathered near the bar. She nodded when she made eye contact, but otherwise kept on the lookout for Jack. She didn't seen him until his voice rang out in excitement for the game starting , and this time she honest to God did roll her eyes. As if she would have been surprised.
"It seems I'll be here for a bit longer than I intended."
She huffed, but resigned herself to having a drink at the bar while she waited. Already at the bar was a very slight young man, Christian she believe, and looking every bit as anti-social as she felt. She took a seat one stool away for the sake of his obvious need for privacy and grabbed herself a cider and turned to watch the game. Another curl had escaped the mass on her head and she placed it back as she watch everyone join in on the game. The curl brought a faint waft of sandalwood to her nose, as that was her favorite scent, and the corner of her lip turned up slightly. She was shocked to see even Kumiko there, though it was obvious she didn't know how the game was played.
For the most part she looked around the room, just waiting for the game to end so she could say what she needed to say and then leave.

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Aside from everything, what else could go wrong in a game such as spin the bottle, suggested by no less than Icabod. Naturally her interest was peaked, causing her to swivel around and face the crowd slowly forming for a game. Like she was in a position to refuse. But apparently Christian was as he moved against traffic. Kallistrate even bothered to appear. Maybe she didn't like being referred to as a boring twat. Though they were but a stool apart they stuck to their strong silence. Lilith waited for a cough or some kind of exchange to acknowledge each others existence but it didn't happen. She sighed out gently through her nose and remained peacefully perched by the bar. โ€œNot your kind of game?โ€ She inquired casually open to both Christian and Kallistrate. โ€œMine neither.โ€ Again with the horrid jokes. She was all about lips and chaos.
ImageLilith shouldn't have but she laughed when the bottle landed on Caleb. โ€œLike a band-aid, Caleb,โ€ she said in encouragement which was more or less how he had treated it. But how was she properly supposed to observe the relationships her acquaintances had with each other and their kissing ability from such an angle? Lilith joined the group, smiling back to Christian and Kallistrate. The kind that she'd see them both sooner than later. Then Lilith cast her eyes on the bottle.

It pointed to Julia and she smiled. Now this could be more like a proper kiss. โ€œNice persuasion technique.โ€ She commented to herself and her eyes found Jai, who was missing a few shades of enthusiasm for a kissing game. Even Jack and Matt eagerly awaited their turn.

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โ€œThat sounds slightly more realistic.โ€ She had to partially agree but maintain some of her own optimism. "And if you're worried enough about that, I could always enchant your lips to withstand those nasty teenage hormones." Astrid laughed it off at first but then thought the offer too tempting, as Julia directed some more conversation towards Matt, saying the contrast from what Astrid had said in the beginning of their night. โ€œDon't encourage a drunk version.โ€ She teased. Just imagining a drunken Matt was...well, funny. But Astrid wouldn't be around to hold his hair back for the morning after.

ImageAt the same time Matt was assuring he was having coco instead. Worse case scenario for that was a stomach ache. Matt gave up on his notably unpleasant drink then turned to watch the game. Astrid didn't know what he was waiting for, he already looked on the verge of springing off. Then caved to his excitement and sprang away. She laughed again. โ€œEnergetic isn't he? So is it also safe to assume that you will be enjoying your drinks tonight? Because it might just make you wind up-โ€ Astrid halted mid-conversation and stepped back the slightest to establish the bottle clearly landed on Julia. Sober or not, willingly playing or not, the bottle of destiny chose her before Astrid could even imply the likelihood of consumption dragging her into the game by a loss of inhibitions and logic. "Julia?" Caleb checked.

Astrid glanced back to Julia expectantly for a response. A burst of no, or a conforming yes. The possibility and wait for which response she'd give was like a soap opera tv commercial. But why not? It was Caleb Kent.

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"Assault, battery, possession of illegal fire arms..." The file snapped close and Freddie responded to the noise with a sly smirk. The man circling around him went on. "Hacking a government data base, identity theft, and of course many accounts of 1st degree murder..." The man sat down in his desk across from Freddie. "You have quite the record, Castle." Freddie responded to the man in charge with a shrug as he kicked his feet up onto the desk and lean back with his hands behind his head. "What can I say, Stark? I have a penchant for trouble."

Stark a laughed a bit at Freddie's comment. "That you do." He shuffled through a couple files on his desk. "So this is your first official day at The Descendants Academy and unfortunately for you, you missed an important assignment today which means you won't be able to attend the dance this Saturday." Freddie just kind of scoffed at his comment. "Oh well. Saves me the trouble of getting a tux." Stark's reaction was not one he expected as he leaned forward in his chair matching Freddie's sly smirk. "Oh really?" Freddie didn't like that look. Stark had an idea.

"Thanks to you, Castle. You gave me a brilliant idea. You will be attending Saturday's dance and I expect you to find yourself a date and a dapper tux by then." Freddie's carefree look quickly changed as took his feet off the desk and leaned forward with a glare meant to cause Stark to shake. "And what if I don't?" Stark simply laughed at him. "then you fail, Castle. And if you fail, I get to send you to a special little prison that a lot of people would love to see you in." Freddie stood up abruptly and threw his chair back. "Whatever."

He began to storm out the room but Stark stopped him. "And also Wren Wilson is having a party in her room. You should think about going and making a few friends. You definitely need them." Freddie rolled his eyes as he stormed out and down the hall. How was he even supposed to know where her room was and why would he want to go? Of course he happened to stumble upon her room while looking for his since the blaring music gave it away. Freddie looked at the door. Fuck it.

He approached the door and a computer like thing by the name of J.A.R.V.I.S spoke while locking the door. "Apologies, Mr. Castle. Ms. Wilson made clear instructions that only those who take a shot of tequila first may enter the room." A shot suddenly got poured for him and Freddie picked it up. "Well how about I don't take a shot and then I won't have to break your system." If computer systems could laugh. He probably did. "That's not possible, Mr. Castle." Well Freddie wasn't about to ruin his code for the sake of a party so he tricked the system by appearing to throw the drink back being admitted to the party and then spitting out it's contents right away once he was in.

Freddie was in and he was greeted by blaring music and a group circling around for a game of spin the bottle. Freddie had no intention of partaking in such a childish game so he went towards the back of the room in search of some non alcoholic beverages.

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Enzo couldn't help but chuckle at the kiss that kicked off the game. Psychos and heroes. Nothing says fun like that combined with alcohol. So enthralled with the game of spin the bottle, he hardly noticed Junior move to sit beside him. That was until he spoke up, "I wonder if his lips are laced with his toxin. That'll sure make this game more interesting." Enzo scoffed. "Let's hope not... We don't need that with a mix of superhuman powers, tight corridors and alcohol. That just says bad juju."

Enzo cupped his hands together in his lap as he watched Caleb spin the bottle again only to land on Julia. At first he thought super boy was going to have to spin again, but Julia seemed more than willing to strut her way over to the ken doll and plant one on him. This made Enzo practically do a double take and watch in ah as Julia passed off the next spin to Frankie. He looked over at Caleb, "Makes sense that boy wonder is the one to get all the lip action. I'm pretty sure you could get just as much if not more lip action just by asking. You got those... Handsome genes and what not." Enzo waved his hand at him when he said handsome.




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Oh man this party didn't seem to take long at all to kick off, which was great in Wren's opinion. Nothing said party like booze and spin the bottle. Sure she was a little out of her element being roughly 40 years older than everyone else but that didn't mean she didn't know how to party. She couldn't help but raise a brow curiously when Lilith joined along with some others. It definitely turning into a crowd.

"Well isn't this fun... What better way to bond than sucking face?" Wren watched as Alex brought Jai to the circle. She couldn't help but frown slightly. She definitely overreacted earlier and she'd have to say sorry to him. And saying sorry was not something she did often or particularly well.

Wren's gaze was caught when a particular silver haired feline entered her way into the party. She tried to wave her down but Petra made her way to the bar to bug Christian and Freddie whom Wren seemed to miss entering the party. "Excuse me for a sec." She hopped up onto her feet, running over to Petra. Wren hooked her arm in Petra's, giving her a devious grin. "Didn't think you could sneak by without me noticing you? How are you supposed to ever get a kiss from me if you don't play spin the bottle huh?

Wren then wrapped her other arm across Christian's shoulders. "You can't tell me there isn't a single person here you don't imagine yourself lip locking with." Her gaze drifted over to Freddie, "You too... Well wait, never mind." Wren shrugged her shoulders. "I mean you're not bad on the eyes... There are worse people to kiss." With that Wren gave Petra and Christian a slight tug before motioning her head towards the game. "You know you want to."




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Frankie looked over at Nathaniel who didn't seemed thrilled to be playing but even when she told him he didn't have to play, he still stuck around. She couldn't help but giggle a little as the kissing commenced. But what really surprised her was after the kiss between Ichabod and Caleb, was when Caleb spun and landed on Julia. She figured Jules would brush it off and tell him to spin again, but instead she strutted right on over to him, and planted one right on Superman Jr. When Julia pulled away, Frankie even caught a glimpse of her biting on his lip. "Oh my lord..." She gasped under her breath.

She sat their waiting for Julia to spin the bottle only to hear her say, "Frankie can take the spin." Frankie gasped. Her gaze darted over at Nathaniel momentarily before then looking towards Julia, pointing at her and squinting her eyes. "You!" She sighed, there was obviously no way she was getting out of this now. Frankie shifted so she was kneeling once again, leaning forward so that she could spin the bottle. She was scared to watch it spin, deciding to glance around the circle until she heard it slowing down. Frankie held her breath as it slowed past the one person she'd be ok with kissing, moving on to come to a stop before Jack Quill.

Of course out of everyone she'd land on the one person who is probably the biggest womanizer and that thinks he's a ladies man. This would be one kiss she would never be allowed to live down. With a sigh, Frankie pushed off her knees to get to her feet. She took a deep breath, brushing her blonde curls behind her ears as she made her way over towards Jack. Once there, she allowed herself to fall back to her knees. "Let's just make this quick..." Her brows furrowed as she started to lean towards him. When she was fairly close, she tightly shut her eyes hoping it'd be over soon.

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โ€œNice persuasion technique.โ€ He heard. Caleb smiled, trying not to keep his eyes too intent on Julia as she moved over to him. And all without meaning to or mind powers. He hovered his hand by her as he kissed her and she made him forget all about the experience with Ichabod which he thanked her for with his lips on hers. Julia's lips even tasted sweet and when she decided to pull back, it wasn't without a last nibble on his lower lip. Caleb smirked back at her and looked her over with new appreciation. When he drew his eyes away, he gave a quick look around the circle as if checking for confirmation that had happened then grinned.

"Makes sense that boy wonder is the one to get all the lip action. I'm pretty sure you could get just as much if not more lip action just by asking. You got those... Handsome genes and what not." Caleb looked to Enzo, and though he had said it rather casually, he wasnโ€™t sure how to receive a compliment from him. It could have very well been apart of the jealous game Junior and Enzo had ongoing. Or him being outright sarcastic. Still, he nodded once. "I'll take it." He decided. "I'm sure you can do just as well for yourself if you tried. That or you'll have your turn soon enough anyway." Caleb said, hitting Enzo's arm once with a smile.

With a great kiss planted on his lips and half compliment from Enzo, his ego was feeling good. Which, in turn, aroused the idea of a challenge with someone known for their lips and kisses. He leaned to Lilith. "Beat that." He whispered and grinned. There were a lot of points on that imaginary scoreboard of Caleb's. First, he had included Julia into it who had no intention of getting involved in spin the bottle. Second, that was a damn good kiss.



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ImageSure, Mathias had sass but nobody? Please. They were the heroes and villains of the world in one academy. They were born attractive. Kain was tempted to cough bullshit but they could both acknowledge it in silence. โ€Awh, thanks for the peace offering.โ€ Mathias said towards the beer. Kain smirked and shrugged his shoulders if that perception suited him.

Then the songbird wanted to argue the minutes he could hit in a lip locked game. Kain pursed his lips towards his objection."You're seriously gonna hold onto someone and make sure you're kissing for more than three minutes now? There's no shame in lasting three minutes,"
Kain winked and smirked more, based purely off that last bit of speech.

Caleb's luck seemed to take a turn. Most of the mini-crowd was probably taking bets of a redo but along skipped Julia. And along the kiss went. With a little bite before depart. Kain put his hand out in exasperation. "What'd he do to deserve the steamy stuff?" Kain watched Caleb intently then kicked his foot as he began whispering to Lilith. "Hey, you don't have to flirt with her. You just gotta wait for the bottle." Kain said in light scolding.

The next pair up was Frankie and Jack, and this one he rolled his eyes at before letting his eyes fall on the latecomer, yet another with super speed. "Well tops might come off in this one," he answered for her gesturing to Frank and Quill. "What took you anyway?"

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Jack who was once filled with antcipation for this game of spin the bottle to being, he felt worried once the first pair had been chosen. "Aw shit...this isn't good. I can't land on a guy!" He thought to himself as Ichabod and Caleb kissed. "What if I do? I won't ever be able to live it down! Not after how much of a reputation I've built! If Dad ever found out...fuck! I'd never hear the end of it!" Jack anxiously thought. He could tear his hair out if it wouldn't cause a distraction. He can hear the voice of his father now. "Hey son, I didn't know you played for the other team!" All of the jokes, quips, jabs, one-liners, it would be all too much!

"Gotta think! What can I do to avoid that? Perhaps I should leave the game? No! Fuck that! If I got up and left the circle people are gonna think I'm a scared, little, chicken shit. That would ruin any chances I have with the ladies around here...I couldn't show my face to them." He started to get really worried as his options dwindled. He watched as that bottle began to spin after Caleb gave it a whirl. "Fuck, fuck, FUCK! Don't land on me, don't land on me! Shit, if it does what could I do? Perhaps I could pass? Refuse to give a kiss? No, that would make me look like a homophobic asshole! No way, that wouldn't be cool, especially to dudes like Mathias. Besides I'm not some backwards jerk-off, different strokes for different folks, ain't nothing wrong about that." Jack continued to think of some sort of alternative out of this desperate situation.

That spin seemed to have lasted for ages as he felt himself age to incredible years. "It's slowing down! I gotta figure something out and quick! Oh wait! Perhaps I should run and get a shit ton of drinks and get really, really drunk. That way if I do kiss a dude then I could claim I was drunk off my ass and didn't think anything of it!" He thought to himself feeling a little confident in that course of action. "No...that won't work...my Dad would figure me out quick...not to mention some people might think I'm a closet case." Jack thought as he started to feel a little queasy. "I...I guess there's no way out of it...heh, heh...oh man. Did I buy enough tooth paste?" He thought to himself as the bottle landed on Julia. He felt relieved as he watched them kiss. "Okay, good...now if Julia picks a woman then I'm still in the game...if she doesn't...oh God, not sure what I'm gonna do. Maybe I'm thinking too hard about it...I mean Caleb and Ichabod kissed and nobody is gonna think twice about it, because it's just a game. Right? Then again, people either like Caleb or are smart enough not to anger a Kryptonian. So they aren't going to talk shit about him. As for Ichabod, well the guy's nuttier than a fruitcake, and people usually have an aversion to getting gassed. People are gonna know that I have a problem with it and will rub it in my face if I do kiss a dude! Jack then watched as Julia made her choice, Frankie.

"Okay so far, so good but now comes the really trying part...the spin. If it lands on me, all is golden, if not then I get to relive the suspense all over again." He thought to himself. He then watched as the spin, once again, taking it's time in his mind. "If only I had some sort of get out of jail free card, like pretending I'm sick to get out of going to school. WAIT! THAT'S IT!!" He then reached his head and rubbed the still tender bruising he took to his head. "Perhaps I can make a big show about my head really starting to hurt. So much so that I have to remove myself in order to get better. Nah, that still would make me look as lame as a limp fish...shit, I've really backed myself into a corner this time. I don't think there is anyway out of this that still leaves me looking good. I guess I'll have to chose the lesser of the two evils, do I want to be the butt of an ongoing joke or be seen as a loser?" Jack continued to weigh his options as the bottle began to slow down. "Moment of truth time. I guess I'll kiss a dude, sure, I'm not gonna be able to live it down anytime soon but it won't last forever, and theoretically it won't ruin my pull with the ladies. After they have their go around, they still would get with me. If I leave the game, especially over this reason, they'll see me as a piece of shit so goodbye happy times! That's worse than kissing a dude...I think Dad will get that." He was lost in thought, not even noticed that it stopped on him until he finally looked down at it.

"HOLY SHIT!! IT LANDED ON ME!!!" He thought to himself feeling a sigh of relief. "That means...," he looked over to Frankie who seemed to be preparing herself, "...ah yeah, I guess I'm lucky! Or maybe it's because I came to terms with kissing a dude? I guess karma is real." Jack then smiled at Frankie who seemed to be less enthusiastic about this than he was. "Aw, come on, don't be like that. Trust me, it's gonna be fun you'll see." He said with a playful wink to her. As she leaned in he then closed the gap and planted one, big, sloppy kiss.

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Christian viewed the wide selection Wren had in her penthouse. She kept as well stocked as any bar he's seen...albeit he hadn't been to many of those, especially after learning that it's impossible to be intoxicated. Still he searched for whatever, it didn't matter if it was beer, malt liquor, or hard liquor it doesn't make any difference. It was then his peace was disturbed by Lilith of all people. Christian looked over to her, noticing Kallistrate sitting near him. He shrugged his shoulders in response, feeling reserved to his search. It was then Wren came and began to drag him into the game.

"Like I said before...it's probably not the smartest idea to have me sit in with a group of people...not everyone here can regenerate a lost limb." Christian spoke, not threateningly but concernedly. It was then he looked over to Petra who told him to live a little. Easier said than done, especially when a part of yourself finds the act of killing cutting it lose. Still, with skills he hadn't seen anyone else possess, Wren managed to drag Christian into something...again. He sighed, feeling really nervous now. He wanted no business in this game and worried the reaction he would receive when the bottle landed on him. Most likely, the majority here would want a pass. It would be reckless endangerment if his partner went through with it.

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Kallistrate merely raised her eyebrow as Lilith spoke to her and Christian briefly before walking towards the game. She did smile slightly at her effort, but it was obvious that the two were uninterested in participating. She did have a sense of humor though, so in response she lifted her bottle of cider slightly and nodded her head. The majority of people attending the party would fall under the category of barely acquainted, at least where she was concerned. If she could bring herself to care about her social reputation, she would probably be alarmed at that number. That being said, and with thisbeing her first outing since arriving at this glorified boarding school, she was relaxed and was having a fine time merely sitting and playing the spectator.
However, Kallistrate felt strange watching couple after couple lip lock. It seemed so foreign and gross to her, whether it was a small peck or a sloppy mess, she never understood why people clashed faces in order to show affection. She did feel sorry for Caleb with the bottle landing on him and all from Ichabod's spin, but despite a lot of uncomfortable tension, everyone seemed to be a good sport about it. She wouldn't go as far to say that some got a special kick out of seeing the different degrees of embarrassment float across Caleb's face. She'd always felt strange when it came to Superman's son, seeing as how their parents had quite a torrid past. Had things not turned out they way they did they might have even been siblings. But a life without her father was hard to picture. He molded so much of what she was she couldn't even imagine what kind of person she would have ended up as without him there.
She was brought out of her thought as a rather large and imposing character made their way through the party, while simultaneously spitting out his drink into his cup. She raised another eyebrow at the strange behavior, but decided not to dwell on it as it quickly grew irrelevant to her. He was obviously given the drink, but didn't have a taste for alcohol. She could sympathize. Soon enough though the man, Freddie now that she could see him more clearly, wore his full Punisher garb and she almost felt jealous considering the uniform her mother had passed down was so ridiculously revealing. All super strength and virtual invincibility aside. Whomever decided for her that underwear and a corset posed as acceptable battle gear should deservedly be thrown in a mental institution. A small smirk tugged at her lips at the thought of changing it. Her mother would go ballistic. After a nonchalant once-over in Freddie's direction she turned fully towards the crowd in mild attention as Frankie's spin landed in front of none other than Jack Quill. She winced slightly as he seemed to hesitate and touch his head, feeling a little guilty. She was ready to get up and go ahead and apologize, but then he gave his usual suave comment and planted a big sloppy one on Frankie's face. Kallistrate's face twisted up at the sight. She didn't understand kissing. Though this one was short lived as Nathaniel got a tad territorial with Frankie and Kallistrate nearly laughed out loud.
During the kiss Wren had come to the bar trying to coherse Freddie and Christian into playing the game and she thanked her lucky stars she was so lucky to be left out. Not that she had ever been a romantic person, but she was sure this was not how her first kiss should play out. If she even decided to have one that is. She was almost impressed as Freddie seemed to resist both Wren and Petra, poor Christian wasn't so strong. As Christian was begrudgingly lead to the circle, Kallistrate turned towards the bar and grabbed a bottle of water and turned back to Freddie, only to notice Caleb walking towards them. Presumably to gather more drinks.
"From one Anti-social party goer to another."
She offered Freddie a small smile and the water before she turned her gaze to the approaching Caleb and nodded.

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The entirety of this spin the bottle game so far was absolutely boring for Alex. Everything about the game was rather boring until Nathaniel decided to get a little too territorial over Frankie. He pulled her back and Frankie landed right in his lap which caused Alex to smirk and maybe even chuckle at the two as she gave Nathaniel a gentle slap on the arm. "Careful now, Bane. Don't want people thinking you don't actually hate everyone." She teased him lightheartedly with that smirk plastered on her face when Junior finally decided to stop being so silent for once in his life.

Junior had surprisingly sat there quietly while Enzo seemed to have made flirtatious advances on a certain caped crusader. He could have said something, threatened a life, get himself thrown out a window... But Junior was enchanted by the game at hand has patiently waited for his turn so he could take his pick on landing on any attractive member of this party. He rather enjoyed the pairings so far and even let out a loud cackle over Bane getting overly territorial over the Spider Girl. He laughed even louder than before when she landed in his lap."It looks like Bane is trying to get some action from Spider Girl!" He grinned at the two and clapped his hands together.

Alex of course felt the need to pitch in a comment over Junior's antics. "Shut up, Krusty." She glared at him knowing fully well he had a quick remark already prepared. Junior stared at her with his signature Joker grin. "Krusty The Clown? Honestly Alex I assumed you'd be much more original." His eyes trailed over to Bane and back at her. "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." Alex was about ready to jump up and knock that grin right off his face but she held herself back for the sake of not turning Wren's father sour. She simple muttered a, "Fuck you." As her cheeks began to flush a light hue of red.

In the outskirts of the party was Freddie Castle who some how managed to attract women straight towards him. The first was a particular speedster that Freddie had a few runs with before. The silver haired beauty seemed quick to go back in time and lay the flirtation on quickly over his outfit. Damn, Castle. Are you sure you're not trying to seduce me? You know how much I love a man in uniform." He had a response loaded for Petra if the red head he recognized as Wren came in to talk to her. Freddie stayed silent as the two interacted. Wren evetually addressed him and the other anti social guy standing near him to join the game of spin the bottle. "I mean you're not bad on the eyes... There are worse people to kiss." Freddie rolled his eyes but he gave no response.

Wren tugged Petra away but not before she looked over her shoulder at Freddie once more. "Dude, you're twenty seven. Live a little." Freddie smirked at her. "You only have to ask if you want to kiss me that badly, Petra." Freddie went back to looking for something to drink when another girl came up to him and handed him a bottle of water. "From one Anti-social party goer to another." He took it with the closest thing to a smile he could offer and looked up to recognize it was the daughter of Wonder Woman, Kallistrate Prince. "Thanks." He screwed off the cap and took a long sip before nodding at her. He didn't really have anything else to say as he decided to walk away with his attentions geared toward someone else who seemed to not be entirely enjoying the party.

He found himself standing next to Kaina Al Ghul this time though he didn't actually no the girl. He was simply doing as Stark said and attempting to make friends. "If you're going to stare at her, might as well join the game of chance in getting to know her a little better." He smirked as he spoke hoping she'd get whom he was speaking of. He'd noticed the girl's glances at one of the red heads along with Alex subtly glancing back.

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"Do you honestly believe you're not on that bucketlist?" She shrugged trying to be fair on Mr. Quill's reputation. โ€œWell, I-โ€ she cut off as Julia gave a shocked expression. "Or? Oh my god! Have you already?!" Astrid's eyes widened and she shook her head overlapping Julia. โ€œNo, no! Weโ€™ve never been intimate!โ€ She rushed to her own defense then closed her eyes and exhaled as Julia chuckled. Apparently she wasn't very good at clasping sarcasm of sexual partners and poor acting. "Don't worry, I know you've way too much class for that." Astrid's tension in her shoulders dropped. โ€œThanks. I appreciate your faith in my class.โ€ Then she laughed at herself and how stressed she had got over it. โ€œOr maybe I've ruined my reputation with Jack.โ€ Astrid winked suggestively then grinned happy to throw in a light hearted joke of her own.

Like Julia she had also spotted sweet Matty beaming back to them which she returned. The hyper black and blue boy couldn't have been having that much fun as he had even looked outside the circle for a means of enlightenment, but he maintained optimism. Her eyes flickered to some big shape moving in her peripheral vision which was discovered as Caleb moving to the bar. She caught Julia's singular nod and awkward smile towards him and became thankful she hadn't called out for him to join them. โ€œAre you two okay?โ€ She asked slowly. Astrid wavered a hesitant smile trying to keep the light mood up but be ready for consultation too if Julia needed.



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Image The big Bane put a food out of his stone cold structure and it received a few comments, but Lilith smiled to herself, seeming on the verge of laughing. She always knew Bane had to have a few emotions below the surface but to demonstrate them in a game of spin the bottle in front of peers really wasn't the place she expected to see it. And it obviously wasn't wise for him either.

"Drinks?" Caleb offered for an apparent escape route. She thought she felt sorry for Frankie but the next point of the bottle's neck made both men pretty unlucky. Christian and Jack. โ€œYes, please.โ€ Lilith rose and walked the outskirts of the circle. Her intention was for Jai but she couldn't help but pause at Ichabod as she passed. She crouched behind him. โ€œLet me in on a secret.โ€ She spoke low so her voice didn't draw attention to Caleb's super hearing over the music and other people's conversations. โ€œDid you lace your lips with that fear toxin of yours when you puckered up for Super junior?โ€ It might have been doing Lilith a favor in his twisted mind but to her, she saw it like a courtesy call. Neither he owed her but why not take her chances? If Caleb's kind of power went rogue, she'd prefer to know and get as far away as possible so she didn't end up being collateral damage. In fact, she may have to consider befriending that Cree girl rather quickly.

After a moment or two appearing happily perched by Ichabod, Lilith continued her stroll and set herself behind Jai, leaning her torso forward to be part of the circle still as her knees bent behind Jai's back. โ€œHey. How'd the shock therapy go?โ€ She said as if it was a secret and smiled sweetly. Her eyes flickered over Alex too but didn't want to ruin the eyes going across the room to Kaina and all those good vibes they were sending each other. Lilith smirked lightly at her own consideration.

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Character Portrait: Wren Wilson Character Portrait: Enzo Nigma Character Portrait: Astrid Rogers Character Portrait: Caleb Kent Character Portrait: Kallistrate Prince Character Portrait: Kain Character Portrait: Mathias Gold Character Portrait: Julia Constantine Character Portrait: Petra Maximoff
  1. Maybe Julia's awkward because she wants him to expect something :O

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Image Caleb mentally took the orders though his obvious main intention was to just escape the circle for a bit.

Meeting Juliaโ€™s eyes for but a second, she gave a nod and smile towards him, which he returned. Did it have to be awkward outside the circle too? He wasn't expecting anything outside the game from her so they should have been fine given a few more minutes and extra spins to lose whatever tension there was.

He nodded to Kallistrate likewise before leaning beside her at the bar, thankful for her appearance and excuse she gave him to stall and interact with someone slightly more sane. "As you can tell, I'm having a lot of luck with the men." He confessed to her. He turned to watch the game to see if anyone was on red alert in need of a drink in which case he'd be happy to superspeed one towards them. After a moment or two of lingering silence, Caleb side glanced to Kallistrate. "You okay?" Caleb asked her. She was visibly well but internally, there was no telling on Kallistrate. He thought perhaps under her sturdy exterior a game like spin the bottle rattled her. Caleb definitely had his moments of discomfort. And the game even roused a reaction from Nathaniel.

His dark brows pulled together as he cocked his head watching Wren strut to each man across the circle and lay one on them. Personally, after that quick mix of mouth action he'd want a drink if it had a quicker effect on him but nobody seemed overly distressed. "You can have my spot in the circle if you want. Right next to the selective Riddler." Caleb gestured his head to the vacant spot as a mischievous grin spread across his features. Kallistrate knew better than it actually being a chivalrous offer, but it did still stand if she were magically compelled to join.

Caleb's head stooped towards particular intriguing words he caught between Astrid and Julia. Only scrambled parts. About ruining reputation and it being fine. He swept up three shot glasses, smiling warmly in departure to the younger wonder woman.

"Who's not okay?" Caleb stepped up to Julia and Astrid, handing Astrid a shot then had to stop mid-motion of handing Julia one, noticing she already had a cocktail in hand. Caleb twitched up a crooked smile. "Ah. Plus one for me then."




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Image"I'm not too sure if you're flirting or threatening me... Although, who doesn't like a bit of mystery?"Mathias was in his zone and at the apex of his smooth talk, probably without even knowing it. But like that Kain's mood was gone and he was dissuaded from a game of darts or finding people's jugular with bottles and even the idea of playing footsies with Natchios to remind her how much he loved to creep under her skin. "I'll keep you guessing then."

"I'm sure that's how it always ends for you and your 5 minute kisses." Kain squinted as if in thought and looked to Mathias. "Well this game's still got a few spins left in it so we might see." Then unable to resist, he added with a modest smirk and shrug. "It ends something like that though."

Kain sipped at his beer, listening to Enzo's boring indifferent opinion on getting some lip action from others. He couldn't entirely grasp what Joker Jr and Enzo were...Possessive play things seemed the fitting title. And sure, spin the bottle was definitely amusing to bare witness to but...Kain scoffed a laugh to himself and resumed consumption of his beer. "I should hope so. Spin-the-bottle's no fun without a little sexual tension." Petra responded. "And you can take that to the bank." Mathias nudged him and pointed to her as if it had not been heard or absorbed. "See the idea is to be sexually tense and get steamy." Kain chuckled glancing to his empty bottle and rose it to the air in agreement before his eyes caught something else. "Exhibit A." Kain tugged swiftly on Mathias' shirt so he followed Kain's line of vision to Wren and Christian exiting to the balcony.

Subconsciously Kain's foot found the beat of the music. Even his head moved with it as he awaited the next kiss to commentate on.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Enzo Nigma Character Portrait: Alex Todd Character Portrait: Astrid Rogers Character Portrait: Caleb Kent Character Portrait: Nathaniel Bane Character Portrait: Jai West Character Portrait: Matt Grayson Character Portrait: Joker Jr Character Portrait: Kallistrate Prince Character Portrait: Elizabeth Natchios Character Portrait: Kain Character Portrait: Lilith Isley Character Portrait: Kumiko Oyama Character Portrait: Mathias Gold Character Portrait: Jack Quill Character Portrait: Julia Constantine Character Portrait: Lindsey "Kari" Grayson Character Portrait: Kaina al Ghul Character Portrait: Frankie Parker Character Portrait: Ichabod Crane Character Portrait: Petra Maximoff Character Portrait: Freddie Castle

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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.