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Sienna Mercer

"Do the thing you're most afraid of..."

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a character in “The Safe Haven”, as played by ChloeB223

Description

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"The first rule of truly living -- do the thing you're most afraid of."



Basic Knowledge


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|Full Name|
Sienna Feliciana Mercer


|Nicknames|
CeeCee, Enna, Anna, Four Eyes
I'm honestly not a fan of nicknames. People just get so lazy sometimes because they don't want to pronounce a two-syllable name.


|Age|
16
17th birthday is just around the corner!


|Sexuality|
Heterosexual


|Ethnicity|
1/4 Scottish & 1/4 French on her mother's side and 1/4 Italian & 1/4 German on her father's side
Yeah, there's a lot of family history going on here...


|Power/Ability|
Telekinesis
Not like I have much control over it.



Appearance


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|Height|
5'4


|Weight|
108 lbs


|Eye Color|
Light Brown


|Hair Color|
Dark Brown


|Full Description|
Sienna, despite the fact that she finds nothing particularly interesting about herself, is a very lovely young woman. Standing at a decent and average height, her body is slim from years of remaining active and lissome with long, slender legs. She is quite flexible from her dancing background and she has notably soft hands. Her facial structure is oval with high yet rounded cheeks that dimple upon her smiling, a fine nose, and expressive eyebrows. Her eyes are almond-shaped and yet hooded. She would claim that there is nothing particularly attractive about them, but others would comment that her eyes would be normal if it weren't for the mixture of honey and one of the lightest shades of chocolate brown, making it almost impossible for one to not at least think they are hazel if not amber. Her lips are naturally fleshy, soft to the touch thanks to her always remaining hydrated and applying lip balm.

Her hair is another place to look at for further scrutiny. At a glance, it is long, silky and black. However, upon further inspection, one would find that Sienna's hair is the darkest shade of dark brown, bordering black but never quite reaching it. While it does make her already fair and smooth complexion seem lighter, under the sunlight is where you can find glints of dark chocolate and see how it warms her skin, bringing to light the barely-there sprinkle of freckles that sit on her nose and cheeks. You would hardly be able to tell if she had freckles unless you were able to step close to her, but then again, it's not as if she would randomly let someone get too close.



Behind the Purple Curtain


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|Personality|
{Headstrong, Blunt, Outgoing, Independent, Passionate, Confrontational}
When most people look at Sienna, they tend to see either a very closed-off, dark rebel or a very intimidating girl. While the latter will be discussed, the former is definitely not the way close friends and family would describe her. Sienna, at the end of the day, is a teenager. She loves and wants to be loved. She has her geeky moments; she has her broody moments. She experiences heartbreak and what-have-you like any other teen. She’s just not one who is dependent upon her social life.

One of the safest descriptions of her is that she is tough as nails. Not much can impress her and she is not easily flattered by compliments intended for one-night stands. She doesn’t try to wear her heart on her sleeve, but doesn’t keep it behind a dead-bolted door either. She just finds those that she trusts and holds onto them as tightly as she can. She is outgoing, but not in a sense that she is a bubbly and overall ray-of-sunshine kind of girl. She is outgoing in the sense that nothing stops her from greeting you and confident to the point that she does not have to feel insecure in the presence of some super model-esque girl. She can be social and is generally friendly. However, it is safe to note that she has a sharp tongue. Sienna does not try to hold back her feelings for anyone and would tell you like it is – even if you hate her or not.

While Sienna is not known for wearing her heart on her sleeve, she does have a tendency to be ruled by her emotions. Once she loves, she loves deeply and perhaps even blindly considering how strong that love is. If she hates, make no mistake – it shall be seen. No matter if it is about a political topic (she hates politics, btw) or a simple discussion in class, be prepared to see her put her all into it. Again, she is not one to hold back anything. On the matter of her being intimidating, Sienna is not one to conform to very strict rules and will stubbornly refuse to bow down to anyone. And she will not just stand idly by. No, Sienna has in fact been known for being quite confrontational at times. It’s not that she is a bully or overly aggressively, but that she would rather squash down any drama before it gets out of hand. She genuinely dislikes when people don’t say what they feel or do what’s in their hearts and will always stand – come hell or high waters!


|Fears|
Spiders| Losing control of her powers and hurting someone| Clowns They're alright, I guess, during parties. They just freak me out when they get closer| Change No matter how good it is, change is undoubtedly scary


|Hobbies|
Photography| Arguing with fandoms on Tumblr or Twitter| Dancing| Watching Movies


|Likes & Dislikes|
Facebook, Tumblr & Twitter
Modern, Ballet & Tap
Horror & Action Films
Nicholas Spark Novels
Vanilla Ice Cream
Volleyball or Soccer
Cinnamon Hot Chocolate
Wearing Guys' Clothes
Hoodies & Leather Jackets
Photography
The Smell of Roses
Dogs
Instagram
Miley Cyrus or Taylor Swift
Nuts I have allergies
Cheesy Romantic Comedies
Her Powers
Getting Emotional
Spiders
Her Theater Days
Nicknames People are lazy
Waking Up Late
Frilly or Girly Dreses
Coconut I hate it!



The Past


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|Place of Birth|
Chanhassen, Minnesota


|History|
Sienna Feliciana Mercer was born to Mary Mercer and Tomas Moretz. They would later both go into law, but at the time, they were nothing more than juniors in high school. Sienna was a mistake and a burden, one that neither were ready to deal with. So, when Sienna was six months, they placed her into the foster care system and never looked back.

By the time she was thirteen, Sienna had already been through six foster homes and was not looking forward to the next. The first two were genuinely alright; the families weren't half-bad. The last two irked her insanely, always with whiny kids who were supposed to be either older than her or the same age, but always acting as if they had no home training. It was at the last family that she learned of her abilities. She had been outside playing soccer with a few girls from school; none were particularly close friends, but she didn't dislike them either. The older son of the Harvelles, who had made it very clear that he wanted to be more than siblings, came out and started taunting her. He was openly leering and making lewd comments about her legs. When Sienna flipped him the bird, he stormed across the yard and reached out to grab hold of her ponytail. Out of a need for protection, her powers sprung forth and it was her mind that shoved him backwards, sending the male crashing into the side of the house. Sienna was shocked.

It was safe to say that he not to mess with her anymore.

It was also safe to say that Sienna was being sent back to the orphanage.

The only solace she found was in going to school, where she fell in love with staying active. It began with the first family because they signed her up for ballet and because Sienna proved to be a fast learner, she moved right along. At whatever home she was staying at, Sienna made it a point to take dance classes - even the basic ones at the recreational center or as an extra-curricular activity. At one of the homes, there was this dance studio that had a one-sided reflection mirror where she could see into the class, but they couldn't see her. She would sneak into the dance studio and attend the classes, always slipping out before anyone would notice. However, she didn't stay in the orphanage for long and came to meet the very last people she actually wanted to see - her birth parents.

Apparently, as they claimed, they had been searching for her for two years. Sienna didn't care. To her, they weren't birth parents. They were simply another foster family who wanted money or to feel like they were being good Samaritans. She spent the next three years with them and pretty much drowned herself in anything that didn't allow her to come home. She even tried for the theater clique, though that love died just as quickly as it ended. Sienna's one good memory of them has only been her mother giving her a camera, which began her ongoing love affair with photography. She's actually quite skilled and served as a photojournalist in the school newspaper. However, it wasn't as if her powers lay dormant while she lived a normal childhood.

In fact, her powers made frequent appearances and that was because high school was filled with people who weren't ready for Sienna. She didn't do drama or gossip, so she always confronted people. And it always led to something levitating off the ground or doors being slammed shut without someone touching them. After one particularly taxing dispute with a cheerleader that ended with the other girl getting a busted lip, Sienna was at a random Starbucks sipping hot chocolate and snapping pictures of a little kid when one of the two approached her. It took a lot of convincing and even more skepticism on her part, but when they both showed her their powers, Sienna agreed to come with him. That was a little over two months ago.



Theme Songs


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❤Touch| Daughter
Love hunt me down
I can't stand to be so dead behind the eyes
And feed me, spark me up
A creature in my blood stream chews me up

So I can feel something
So I can feel something

Give me touch
'Cause I've been missing it
I'm dreaming of
Strangers
Kissing me in the night
Just so I
Just so I

Can feel something [x4]

You steal me away
With your eyes and with your mouth
And just take me back to a room in your house
And stare at me with the lights off

To feel something [x4]

In the night
In the night
In the night
When we touch
In the night
'Cause I've been lusting it
❤ Warrior| Demi Lovato
This is a story that I have never told
I gotta get this off my chest to let it go
I need to take back the light inside you stole
You're a criminal
And you steal like you're a pro

All the pain and the truth
I wear like a battle wound
So ashamed, so confused
I was broken and bruised

Now I'm a warrior
Now I've got thicker skin
I'm a warrior
I'm stronger than I've ever been
And my armor, is made of steel, you can't get in
I'm a warrior
And you can never hurt me again

Out of the ashes, I'm burning like a fire
You can save your apologies, you're nothing but a liar
I've got shame, I've got scars
That I will never show
I'm a survivor
In more ways than you know

Cause all the pain and the truth
I wear like a battle wound
So ashamed, so confused
I'm not broken or bruised

'Cause now I'm a warrior
Now I've got thicker skin
I'm a warrior
I'm stronger than I've ever been
And my armor, is made of steel, you can't get in
I'm a warrior
And you can never hurt me

There's a part of me I can't get back
A little girl grew up too fast
All it took was once, I'll never be the same
Now I'm taking back my life today
Nothing left that you can say
Cause you were never gonna take the blame anyway

Now I'm a warrior
I've got thicker skin
I'm a warrior
I'm stronger than I've ever been
And my armor, is made of steel, you can't get in
I'm a warrior
And you can never hurt me again

No oh, yeah, yeah

You can never hurt me again

So begins...

Sienna Mercer's Story

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” So let's go to bed before you say something real, let's go to bed before you say how you feel...” rang the lyrics of I Always Know by The Vaccines in Atheyas relentlessly processing mind. This was the hum she woke up to, and she was a little dazed and confused to why she had for a few moments, before she realized she had fallen asleep with her headphones on, and it was the song that was in fact playing. Groaning, she sat up and pushed her jumbled and snarled dark chocolate colored hair out of her eyes that was drained from her restless sleep that always seemed to take its toll on her in the early of the mornings, and slipped off the headphones, setting them on the side table beside her bed. Elongating her arms up into the air, she stretched them out, shaking the stiffness out that the five hour sleep she got caused.

She never really did ever get that much sleep, her psyche always seemed to be ticking and it was extremely hard to settle it down. She was constantly processing through her thoughts of every situation, whether it was happening in the present, happened in the past, or even a possible state for the future. It had always been this way for her, and she had gotten quite used to the idea that it would ceaselessly stay this way. She self diagnosed herself with Insomnia. Of course she couldn’t exactly go to the doctor to get it professional diagnosed. For one, she didn’t want to get pills prescribed because she highly doubted they would actually work, and then there would be the explanation of why she just couldn’t turn her mind off. She wasn’t exactly going to tell him she could mind link with others so it was always actively functioning at larger percentage than others.

Mind linking is her ability, yes. She can create a link between herself and with the minds of others. The metaphor she often uses to paint and image of it is like a signal from one phone, to another. Like an invisible wire connecting the two. With this link, she can do many things, but it hadn’t always been that way. She grew up in Hereford, England up until the age of five. Both her parents were doctors, her father a neurologist, her mother a paediatrics. It was simply put that the family was fairly healthily, but that was until the death of the two. All Atheya knew of the death was that the car simply ran off a bridge, she was never told were they were headed, or why they tipped over the bridge. It had always just been that way. Unfortunately, both sides of the family had no close relatives, only holding distant cousins and such. The family didn’t even have any close friends that could take her in, so she was shipped off to London by Child Services and placed into a lonesome and low budget orphanage. But this is where she discovered her ability. No child in the orphanage was happy and befriending. They were categorized into two groups, the shy, and the rampaging bullies. Atheya was one of the shy ones, so she was always targeted along with some others. But when she got targeted, she got mad or upset, and when that happened a mind link she couldn’t control would always form and then she would cause excruciating pain to whomever child tortured her during the day. Needless to say after awhile everyone left her alone, calling her freak, but at the same time being equally frightened by her.

When she reached the age of eleven, she had developed another branch off the mind link she had yet to understand. Now through a mind link, she could access others thoughts. But it was a good thing she learned also how to cover it up. Not very well, but she would do a decent enough job of it.

Not only did that happen when she was eleven, but she was also moved down to the USA when they transferred her through the foster system there. She would last around two months through foster homes before she freaked them out when she would accidentally reveal her power. But the last foster home she had been in was the one she lasted the longest in, two years. She was thirteen at the time, and was more careful than ever, always shy and quiet; tip toeing around people, seeming almost frightened most of the time. In this new foster home, the people where kind and she even had a foster brother! His name was Everest Siren. He was a year older then her, and moved into the home when he was fourteen. She was shy around him, until one day, about four months into living in the home, she made the mistake of answering a question he hadn’t actually asked yet. He found out, and she freaked out, going immediately depressed in thinking that he was going to rat her out and she would just be moved to a different home. But he didn’t, he accepted her, seeming like he understood. This was when Atheya opened up, and became close to the boy, inseparable.

One day, now around a year in, the two were at a local park playing with a basket ball, when it bounced into the street. Atheya ran into the street without thinking and suddenly a car hit her down and ran over her legs. That hurt almost as much as the hurting of her parents death had caused her. She blanked out for a while after that, but when she woke up, she was pulled onto the green grass, and was lying down. There was no longer the pain sensation in her legs, and they were completely healed. This was Everest gift that he revealed to her then. A year passed in which Atheya had been in a pure, comfortable bliss. Then it stopped when the foster parents didn’t want her or Everest anymore. Being told they would be separated was hard. And they reacted by simply running away, and traveling together at the young ages of fifteen and sixteen. One of the places in which they fell in love with on their many travels was Rome, Italy, and they stayed within an old building on top of a hill, and renovated it. This is where they have made their roots and stayed permanently. Yet it wasn’t only them, it was a group of people they found and protected, protected because they all also held abilities. They called the home the Safe Haven.


Swinging her legs off the edge of the bed, she slid out and her exposed feet touched the firm ground, and her sketch book slid off her chest and fell onto the ground. She had fallen asleep drawing late into the night. Putting on her outfit, she looked at herself in the elongated mirror that leaned against the way beside the large arched window that streamed in the light of the rising sun. Smoothing out her hair, she turned to move away, before she noticed the look of a grey smudged lead showed on the side of her face. Guess she had actually slept on her pencil. Running out of her room still barefoot and across the hall, she tried to be quiet as to not wake anyone up, as it was about five thirty in the early morning, and everyone was still sleeping. Running the cool tap water, she splashed her face and rubbed the grey smudge off her face. Convinced it had all vanished she ran down the steps and to the front door, where she slipped on her shoes and walked out the door, and down the ten minute walk down the steps. Entering into the quiet morning city, all the cafe’s and markets were just opening. Walking into one of her favorite cafe’s, she grabbed some croissants and other breakfast foods. Once picking out enough fro the whole group, getting a variety of things for their different tastes, she handed them to the person at the till, smiling brightly, saying “Ciao, io prendo questi per favore.” Which just meant I'll take these please in Italian. At that point Atheya tried to switch out her British accent for an Italian one she was still trying to pick up just to talk to the locals. Her Italian just sounded odd in her accent. When he weighed them, she payed him the correct amount of cash she owned him, grabbed the two doggy bags everything was placed in, and walked out the door, calling back “Arrivederci!”

The time now was about six in the morning, and she sat down on a bench near a fountain, and opened the bag to grab one of the sweet bread rolls she had bought. Chewing it slowly, she made sure to take her time. When she finished, she went on a small walk around, the city coming to its morning life by the minute. She noticed a lot of them where tourist who woke bright in the morning. She could just saw the wonder in all there eyes. When it reached Seven, she decided to head back.

Walking through the old oak doorway, she made her way into the kitchen that was just around the corner from the main stairway. Placing the two doggy bags on the island, she ran back up the stairs and into her room, where she grabbed her phone and head hones, and then made her way into Everests room. Setting an alarm for five minutes later, she made the ring a rap song that she new Everest particularity didn’t enjoy. She didn’t even know the song herself, but she was pretty sure it was by Kanye West or something. Placing her head phones gently on his ears, careful not to wake him up, she set her phone down, and wrote a quick note, placing it onto his chest. It simply read, “Come help with breakfast! ~ Atheya.” Walking out of his room, she went down the stairs and turned the coffee pot on, and boiled hot water for anyone who wanted tea. When it whistled sounding its finish, she pored a bit of the water into a cup and put in a peppermint tea bag, hoping that the making of Everest favorite tea will make up for the rap song.

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Character Portrait: Atheya Fi Rosa Character Portrait: Sienna Mercer Character Portrait: Westly "Blink" Williams Character Portrait: Alex Miller Character Portrait: Everest Siren Character Portrait: Aiden Hendricks Character Portrait: Rabbit
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This isn't where he went to sleep, where was the bed?

Alex lifted his head up upon waking almost immediately, the back pain from sleeping on concrete probably had something to do with him not getting a good nights sleep.

"Where the hell...?" He looked around, trying to comprehend where he had been sleeping. It was painfully obvious he had teleported in his sleep, possibly because of a bad dream, but where on Earth was he?

Due to the fact of there not being any damage to the ground around him Alex knew he either wasn't far away from the house, or he was getting better at sleep-porting. Standing up in his PJs he turned his head in all directions and looked for the massive house he was staying in. Soon finding it resting upon a hill he sighed and focused his mind to where he wanted to be, the front door.

To anybody watching it would have looked like Alex had just been sucked into a mini black hole that appeared and disappeared, with the sound of a quick gust of wind taking him away. That sound was actually the air collapsing into the wormhole Alex had created and closed in a second.

Making the landing on his backside Alex only now realized he was cold, he had no idea how long he was sleeping on the street in pyjamas but it must have been a while.

Looking around once again he also realized he was not at the front door of the house, he was inside it. A mix of an over-calculation on his part and the fact he doesn't quite know how to fully control his ability yet.

Near tiptoeing Alex eyed the time on a clock nearby, it was seven in the morning.

Making his way to his room he got in a closed the door, mission impossible style. Going through his morning routine he cleaned and dressed. As he exited his room he felt his stomach plead for sustenance.

Hearing an extremely loud shout Alex lifted his head up and readied himself for the day ahead.

Walking around a few corners and down a set of stairs Alex came to the kitchen and immediately noticed Atheya clanking some pots around, making tea for everyone it seemed. Also he noticed Everest as he yawned and slumped against a counter.

"Good morning, good morning! We've danced the whole night through, good morning, good morning to you." Half singing half sleeping he rehearsed lines from Good Morning by Judy Garland. Noticing the bag filled with breakfast breads Alex moved over and opened it up, making sure to get the go ahead from Atheya first.

Grabbing a croissant he moved to the table and sat down, wondering how his YouTube channel was doing without him.

"So I teleported in my sleep again, ended up on the concrete somewhere in the city." He bit into the food and smiled, speaking again. "I'm surprised nobody stole my pyjamas, y'know, because they're amazing and everything."

Stroking the head of a dog that was nuzzling him he kept his breakfast far from it's mouth, he may not have been a mind reader but he knew what it was after.

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Character Portrait: Atheya Fi Rosa Character Portrait: Sienna Mercer Character Portrait: Westly "Blink" Williams Character Portrait: Alex Miller Character Portrait: Everest Siren Character Portrait: Aiden Hendricks Character Portrait: Rabbit Character Portrait: Whisper Sinclair
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Atheya scrambled hastily around the kitchen, grabbing out cups and tidying up from last night’s muddle of a dinner. She had prepared pasta, and sought out to try a new sauce. Regrettably for her, when she went to go add it to her homemade pasta, her firm seize of the handle vanished and she dropped the pot on the ground, where the sauce went all over the floor. The saddest part of the tale isn’t even the fact that they just had unadorned pasta that night, but that Everest kept throwing strands at her ,and at the wall, telling her how desiccated and insipid it was without the herb infused sauce, in his joking manner.

Once she went and poured herself a cup of cranberry tea after scraping the last remnants of pasta off the walls, she set it on the counter to cool for a second before she would begin sipping down the boiling, bitter-sweet liquid. She nearly dropped it however when she heard the yells of Everest who inexorably must have just woken up to the song. Turning around, she grabbed the peppermint tea she made, and smiled brightly at him as he walked into the room “Everest West in the hiz house, fo shizzle.” She said jokingly to him. She immediately heard herself out loud and her cheeks went red at how silly she just sounded, especially coming from her British accent. “I solemnly vow never to articulate anything like that again, because now I’m just simply mortified at myself.” She laughed, shaking her head. Handing him his tea, she took her phone from his hand, and placed it on the counter as she didn’t exactly have a pocket to put it in. She made a mental note to herself to see if she could alter the skirt she was wearing and add them in.

Grabbing the frying pan like he had asked, she put it on top of the stove burner for him. She knew he was going to cook up some eggs, and she wasn’t predominantly elated about it. She never really liked eggs. Kneeling down the smaller counter, she looked inside trying to find a undersized pan, but her head peeked over to the kitchen entry as she heard a familiarly tired voice singing as brightly as anyone could in the first light "Good morning, good morning! We've danced the whole night through, good morning, good morning to you.”

Standing up, she said blissfully, “Buongiorno!” and made her way around to sit at the table, directly across from him. Tilting her head to the side a bit, she listened intently to him telling her about the sleep teleporting thing. “You know, I could possibly help with that. If I access your mind while you’re sleeping I could perhaps stumble upon the trigger, if there is a even a trigger causing it.”

Her eyes glanced over at the arched doorway yet again when someone else entered, this time it being Rabbit. Laughing a bit at his comment about the cow bell, she said “I’m not sure people necessarily want cow bells around their necks.” Sitting up from the chair, she went and grabbed two platter dishes, and set them on the granite island that the bags of bread was set on. Opening up the brown, crinkled bags, she began setting them out, separating some from others. The ones with nuts had been in a different bag and the ones with jams in the middle of the baked goods in another. She made sure they stayed apart simply because of the allergies Sienna and Whisper had. Sienna with nuts, and Whisper with some fruits the jams possessed. She even made sure to put a little sticky note labelling what was which in front of the dish just to make sure they didn’t take one that would end up in a trip to the emergency. Atheya all the while doing this, heard a knock at the door, but shrugged it off as Rabbit went to go answer.

At the sound of a hiss, she chuckled, knowing that Wes probably just walked into the room. Picking up the calico cat that took up a puffed out chest stance at him, she petted the furry guys head, calming him down and hearing the soft rumbling purrs that erupted from him.

“You know, maybe if you didn’t shock them, they would like you more, Westly. Cats are very smart, they can read people. ” She made a comment, giving a smile as she set the one cats in her arms down. Grabbing one of the plain croissants, she smiled widely. “I want to see how far I can go with this one.” She spoke as she walked out of the large opening that led out of the kitchen. Backing up a good distance, she yelled “Fore!” She didn’t know why, what she was doing wasn’t even near close to golf, but it didn’t matter. Winding her arm back, she went to go throw it, but mid way, she heard nearby Rabbits mom and dad comment, and hollered over “Mom and dad? Rabbit, need I remind you, you are in fact older than I am.”She got distracted and ended up not aiming very well with her bread throw, and when she looked back, she realized she knocked the box of lucky charms that was placed on the counter, and it dropped and the cereal pieces inside scattered across the floor. Ignoring that matter though, all she really cared about in the instant was asked in her next question, “Did you catch it?!” , she called to Wes like an excited child.

Still laughing a bit, she excused herself and moved over to the entrance way so see who Rabbit was talking to, she became within eye contact of a familiar face, “Aiden!” She exclaimed gleefully at his half expected appearance. “I’m glad you decided to come, how was the flight?” She asked, before all off a sudden spurting out more words in her excited nature. “Oh, Rabbit, this is Aiden. This was the guy me and Everest went to check out not long ago, the pyrokinetic, let’s go back into the kitchen and introduce everybody” She grinned vibrantly, making her way back into the lucky charm speckled kitchen.

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Turning his head to glance at Alex, the teleporter, he grinned at the boy. "Where to this time, kiddo?" He remembered the boys odd sleep-teleportation gimick, an odd side affect of an otherwise brilliant ability. As the boy patted a friendly german shepard dog, Birch he had named him, he felt happiness that the others here cared for the animals. Except Westley, who seemed to hate his cats, always muttering something in the way of 'Mangy beasts, always in my way' or some kind of jibe at the poor strays, which Westley seemed to agitate. Everest knew it was only because the tiny currents, that were projected by him unintentionally, that zapped the cats with a bolt of static. They hated it, and Everest knew it. They would hiss everytime Westley was near, anticipating another painful shock. So Everest took no offense, for both creatures could not help themselves in their hate of eachother. 

"Dear god Atheya, what the bloody hell was that? You should be ashamed. Make it a pinky swear that you'll never do that again, that way it'll be legitimate." He held her pinky in his for a moment before pressing his thumb to hers in a way of locking it, his eyes alight with laughter. He loved her silly jokes and the way she taunted him. He loved how comfortable Atheya made him feel. To him, she was like one of his strays, a new kitten, fluffy, sweet, clumsy and something to always be excited about. He simply adored her. 

Rabbit slipped down the stairs and joined the crew, and Everest waved to the other boy. "On the contrary to Atheya, I think a cowbell is great idea!" he beamed, placing his hands lightly around Alex's neck, teasing him. "MOO!"

He glanced around, sipping his tea daintily. Atheya was the only girl that was up, the other two were being lazy. He smiled to himself, confused as to how they could have slept through all the racket he made. The knocking on the door made Everest turn over his shoulder, only to see Rabbit, as well as a few dogs barking at the intruders and several lurking cats, head to answer it. All the while Atheya was causing quite the racket in the kitchen, playing games of catch. He laughed breathily as the charms made a noise similar to beads hitting the floor, causing the dogs who had followed Rabbit to scamper back excitedly to eat the sugary treat food, that normally, they wouldn't get. "I guess this cereal is lucky, for the dogs at least." He patted a small corgi, who eagerly licked his hand before going back to the sweet food spilt on the floor. 

"Aiden! I'm surprised you made it. You didn't seem too enticed when we first gave you the offer" Everest smiled cheekily, offering his hand to the boy shyly. He waved with his arms for the others to come meet the new pyrokinetic. He could tell Aiden was unsure, but he hoped that would change, that they could train him to feel more secure. Like he could belong in a place he could call home to the travellers weary feet. 

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It is not the sound of the whistling coming from the kitchen that drags Sienna into full wakefulness. Despite her being one of the closest to the kitchen, that only has her wanting to bury herself further beneath her blanket.

It is not even the hustle-and-bustle of the pedestrians outside in the beautiful city.

Sienna barely escaped the hypnogogic state she was in, the more dominant part of her brain still asleep and the weaker one taking complete precedence over her decision=making skills. And the decisions she came up with revolved around rolling onto her left side, curling her body up and falling back into the blissful slumber that called her some time last night when she was emptying her camera's memory card. No, what truly woke Sienna up was when she opened her eyes and saw that the dresser nearest to the closet was levitating in the air.

Wait, what?

Sienna shot up in bed, staring at that one lone piece of furniture before noticing that the nightstand, the desk and the chair in front it were all levitating a few feet off of the ground, close to the ceiling. She groaned in response, wiping the sleep away from her eyes. This wasn't the first morning that she awoke to this. The last time, her bed had been shaking; at the time, her mind had been trying to lift the bed, but she couldn't do it so it set to shaking. Atheya had to wake her up.

Pressing her lips into a thin line, Sienna sighed and concentrated directly on that one dresser. While it wasn't always her control over the object that ended up being Sienna's issue, the effort to perfect at the usage of her powers seemed to not make not the situation seem so daunting and depressing. Slowly, but surely, the dresser finally settled itself on the ground and after a few moments with each object, the room was back to normal. Sienna almost plopped back down, but the tantalizing smell of coffee wafted into the room and Sienna could not resist. And if the coffee was ready, that also meant that Atheya might have gotten pastries.

Yessss!

Taking the quickest shower she could, Sienna quickly ran a brush through her silky dark locks, satisfied with her simple outfit. She didn't really have to impress anyone. Plus, she liked the way the shirt seemed to look almost over-sized compared to the skinniness of the jeans. Satisfied, Sienna hung her camera around her neck and headed towards the kitchen to see the others.

"Morning," Sienna greeted as she entered. While she wasn't the cheeriest of people, she wasn't rude and she made an effort to be nice to the others. They were living together. There was no need for her to get all antsy, dark, and distrusting. She grabbed a mug and poured in some coffee. "Everyone slept alright, right? Kinda woke up to levitating objects...again." Sienna luckily found some vanilla creamery, poured that in along with sugar, and set to stirring the contents of her mug to listen to the morning chatter.

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Atheya gave a relived smile, glad that his flight ended up going well. She wasn’t unerringly worried to start with, but you never really know how things will turn out when the instance comes. "Well that's brilliant," She exclaimed. "I remember my first flight, I wasn't particularly composed. But, I was an eleven year old leaving Britain to go to a country I wasn’t exactly cultured about, so I guess it was a tad logical." She shrugged off. Grabbing her tea off the counter, she took the most minuscule sip as she was half afraid the still slightly scolding water would burn the top of her lip, and sat back down at her unofficial designated spot at the table.

Thinking about it now, she did love planes. She would always beg and fight Everest for the window seats on their travels, and on the pickups and meetings of the new people. She positively adored looking out at the multicolored skies or the push and flurry she could see high above of the busy cities. She especially enjoyed going over the serene oceans, and the peaceful farms they so seldom saw. Snapping out of her own thoughts, she chuckled a bit as she caught the sound of someone else’s, Aidens, as he thought about how unconvincing her advice seemed at the time. ”Unconvincing advice is often the best, you would never have tried it before and never heard little doubts from others who have.” She spoke telepathically to him, all the while simply staring down into her star trek themed tea mug, filled with the pinky red liquid.

Atheya often zoned out a lot, focusing on her scattered thoughts. Right now she had at least five things on her mind, the wonder of how everyone would react to a new person in the house, what she would do for the day, what she would draw later in the night, what art exhibit to check out during the week, and finally why did she just find a small cat hair within her tea. She decided to focus on that for a moment. “Everest,” She groaned, pocking her finger into the warm liquid, the white hair sticking to the top of her finger. “One morning, I really do wish I could finish a single tea without having the suck down one of the cats DNA strands.” Sitting up, she went over and poured the cranberry flavored tea down the drain, but ended up losing her grip and dropping the cup with a calmer into the steel sink from the sudden sounds of No’s erupting from Alex behind her. Turing around, she smirked a bit, and said “I like that nickname, Sparky!” She said it jokingly of course; convinced Westly would probably himself not like being called it. “But, he was named Westly, so we’ll have to stick with that,” she added in.

Leaning her back against the counter, she let out a tiny yawn, covering her mouth as she did. Her eyes widened just a bit at Alex’s other commentary, and laughed. “I wonder if I could do inception!” She explained rather elatedly,
“Then again, I wish I could be Leonardo DiCaprio as well. Dude deserves an Emmy, I swear.” She spoke, shaking her head as she did, trailing off into her own thoughts, like she so often did.

Opening her mouth to tell the group the plan she had thought up for the day, she stopped before a word could come out. She could feel some activity coming from Siennas room. She could always tell when she was using her telepathy as the brain signals of hers went untamed, and for another person who used psyche power, it was tremendously hard not to pick up.
“Sienna is up.” She stated, now waiting for her to enter the room.

As she did, she gave her usually friendly smile, and said “Mornin’ Sienna.” Like often, she saw she went straight for her coffee, and Atheya couldn’t help but give a little laugh. “Sienna, by the way, someone new is joining us.” Seeing as she didn’t notice the new face in the becomingly crowded kitchen. “Speaking of,” She thought out loud, turning towards Aiden again. “We should probably show you around a bit. It’s rather large around here, not hard to get lost. There are empty bedrooms all around, you can decide whatever one you want, put up whatever you want in there as well.” Many of Everests animals inhabited the personless rooms, but there was plenty more for them to move around to. Each bedroom just came with the simple stuff, a desk, night stand, dressers, and of course a bed. There wasn’t ever anything decorated in them. Atheya kept hers that way, apart from the literal hundreds and hundreds of drawing plastered up on the walls. They where all detailed sketches, often consisting of drawings of the corridors in the building, old architecture around Rome, and quite a lot of portraits she drew of the people in the group itself. Some of them she had to force to let her draw.

Shaking her head trying to get her thoughts back on track, she continued on. “We’ve got also a music room with a piano and some other instruments, a garden and green house in the back, oh, and also, at the side of here there’s a small cottage that used to be used for storage. It’s only made of stone put together with concrete, held up my steel beams, but it’s nothing that will burn. I have my punching bag in there, but I was going to see how you would feel about training in there?” It would really be a good plan. She would of course stock it up with old crates and things that will burn for him to practice with, but at least the structure itself would stay intact. “But today is not going to be a lazy day, We need to train today, Me an Everest can help anyone with whatever, whether you want to work on your abilities, or physical training, or you can go off and do your own things.”

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After greeting Everest, Aiden felt a thought enter his head; one that wasn't his own. ”Unconvincing advice is often the best, you would never have tried it before and never heard little doubts from others who have.” communicated Atehya with her fascinating ability. This made Aiden smile in her direction, still trying to get used to the fact that he wasn't the only one with 'powers'. Atheya moving over to the sink, the guy who was sitting across from the other black-haired boy walked toward Aiden and offered up his hand while introducing himself in a friendly manner. Westly, was his name. Smiling back, Aiden made to shake his hand respectfully.

"Aiden." he said, just as his hand grasped Westly's. "It's nice to meet you too." Apparently, however, Westly's mind was more interested in jello at the moment, and so he missed Aiden's introduction. Giving out a laugh, he repeated himself. "I'm Aiden. Nice to meet you." Just as he was shaking the man's hand, the guy behind him jumped onto his chair, frantically giving him late warnings over not shaking his friend's hand. Strangely enough, just after Aiden had made contact with Westly's hand, he felt the heat rise in his own, which seemed to gradually spread throughout his body. Noticing this, Aiden blinked, confused. Letting go of Westly's hand, he checked over his own, wondering what the hell just happened. His core felt slightly disrupted, which left him feeling somewhat uneasy. Keeping his thoughts to himself, however, he merely eyed Westly and raised an eyebrow.

"Sparky, huh...?" he asked, humorously. Judging from the nickname and title, 'electric man', that followed it, Aiden figured that this guy's ability revolved around electricity. Atehya laughed about it herself, but politely mentioned that they use his real name instead. Aiden had no qualms about that, so he just chuckled wryly. "You're not gonna shock me, though, right?" he asked, jokingly. Friendly demeanor he may have been using, Aiden wasn't too fond of the idea of being randomly electrocuted, as he didn't know what that might do to his body, and so he tried his best to convey that without getting detailed in why he was against it. At that point, however, another girl walked into the kitchen to join the rest of the small group. Apparently, her name was Sienna, as mentioned by Atheya before the girl had even arrived.

Apparently, this girl wasn't too aware of her surroundings, as she made no effort to taking notice of Aiden until his existence was pointed out by Atheya. Giving her the same friendly smile and wave he had given the others, Aiden's attention was then redirected to the house's living conditions. Atehya explained to him that there were plenty of empty rooms for him to choose from, and he was allowed to fill it with whatever he taste he liked. Nodding along to show he understood, he continued listening as she moved on to telling him about a concrete building he could use for...

"Uh... Training...?" asked Aiden, albeit rather quietly. He hunched his back and raised his eyebrows as he leaned forward slightly at the girl as she continued talking, his concern seeming to blow right over her head for the time being. When she was finally finished talking about what she expected of everyone today, Aiden spoke up more clearly. "I, uh... I don't know about that." He gave a wry chuckle, nervous at the thought of even trying to use his unfriendly ability at will. Concrete building or no concrete building, Atehya had no idea how dangerous the fire inside him was... "I'll probably just...take a look around the place for today, if that's all right..." He gave Atheya a nervous glance, wondering if she was constantly listening to everyone's thoughts. If that were the case, his true reason for not wanting to train today would be made apparent to her; as he had no intention of training any day... At that, he decided he should try thinking about something else, just in case.

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"Least you woke up in your room," Rabbit told Sienna, taking himself a couple of cursory glances at Alex before ending in a smile. He found himself wondering what it felt like to wake up and realize your powers were going haywire. The worse thing that ever happened to him during the night is waking up and finding that a coin or two was sitting on their edges on his nightstand. Of course, there was that one time where he woke up to find a five euro note staring at him in the face-- though he didn't know what to do with the currency at the time. The funny money here was a lot different than it was in the US.

Otherwise, during the introductions, Rabbit kept relatively quiet and pulled away from the rest of the group. He'd let the others go first and introduce themselves to Aidan before he spoke again. He did manage to save a particularly dirty look for Westly, for trying to shock their new guest. You just don't go around shocking new people, that wasn't how friends were made. Rabbit didn't miss how Aidan reacted with the handshake, which might have contributed to the look he gave. He let the look linger for a second before breaking into a nodding smile. He couldn't stay made at the man.

Rabbit then went about finding his own breakfast while everyone was enamored with the new guest. He slid some toast into the toaster and left to get the jam from the fridge. He then withdrew two plates from the the cupboard and quietly waited for the toast to toast. And when it had, it was expelled from the toaster with uncommon force, sending the toast airborne. Skill and a little bit of luck saw to it that Rabbit caught both pieces of either plate. He paused for moment, looking around the kitchen to see if anyone saw that and chuckled to him.

He then jammed both pieces, but instead of stuffing his face with both, he put the first plate in front of Sienna with a wink. "Soundin' like the beginnin' of a busy day," Rabbit said in reference to Atheya's itinerary. He stuck his own piece of toast in his mouth, but miscalculated and missed. The toast was juggled between his face and his hands for a moment before it slipped free and began flipping toward the counter. Fortunately, the toast landed jam side up. Fortunately. He stared at the toast for a moment before shrugging it off. He supposed his power had it's quirks too.

He picked the toast back up and this time made sure it made it to his mouth. "I'll give 'em the tour," Rabbit spoke up, piece of toast lodged between his teeth. He'd noted Aidan's reluctance to train and could see the nervousness playing underneath the surface. Bless her heart, for all the mind reading Atheya could do, she didn't read people near as well. That's why they had him, the friendly ol' neighborhood Rabbit who'd rather give you the shirt on his back than see you cold. "It's a big place," Rabbit said, making a wide motion with his hands indicating it's size, "We don't want to lose you on the first day."

While the place was a big maze even to Rabbit, the gift of his ability would see that they would find their way through it on a few lucky turns. If looking from a certain point of view, navigating the labyrinth would be like training his powers. "Hey, and maybe along the way, we can do a couple card tricks," Rabbit said, a deck of cards appearing in his hand. That trick was less supernatural than it was mundane. Simply put, the pants he put on already had the cards in the pocket. A little sleight of hand put them right into his palm. The tug at the corner's of Rabbit's lips revealed that this was a joke.

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The one thing that people should notice about Sienna was that her first need in the morning was never to talk and if it was, it was only to be at least somewhat polite. So, when she entered the kitchen, coffee was the only thing on her mind. Well, it was until Atheya pointed out her miscalculation of all in attendance in the kitchen.

"Oh, sorry about that. Welcome," she exclaimed and went back to sipping on her drink. While not being the sweetest of people - especially in the moning - Sienna wasn't always rude and she offered a small smile at Aiden's wave. She left the friendliness and hospitability to Atheya. She was much better at that than Sienna anyway. Sienna laughed at Rabbit commenting about even waking up in her room, which was a blessing when he sometimes didn't.

"Oooooh, sorry," she said with a wince.

After a few mere moments of Atheya telling the new guy about the place, which Sienna was still getting used to now that she thought about it, Atheya brought up training. Sienna thought long and hard about that. She didn't want to think about her telekinesis at the moment. However, physical training sounded appealing. She had not gone on a real run in a minute and she could use a little hand-to-hand combat training.

"I'm down for physical training. Being a dancer doesn't exactly make me the world's greatest fighter," Sienna lamented before polishing off her mug.

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"You shouldn't do that" Westly's conscience chimed in. "Seriously it was funny once, but now you just sort of seem like a jerk." Westly pondered this. Before he could think of the correct morale response, Alex jumped up and yelled something about him being Sparky and "the electric man". He promptly dropped to the floor. Westly couldn't say he blamed him. The last time he shocked Alex, he accidentally teleported himself into a busy highway. "I'm Aiden. Nice to meet you." repeated the new guy. Aiden seemed ok. A nice guy to say the least. Atheya seemed to try to run with the nickname. "I like the name Sparky." she said jokingly. "Haha, that is just hilarious." He said in his driest tone possible. Sienna came into the kitchen. "My gosh, she is so pretty," Westly thought to himself. "Man, I wish she noticed me" He'd had a crush on Sienna since she got here.

Atheya gave Aiden a short introduction to the house. Then she told him about training. Training was one part of this place that Westly both hated and loved. He was really out of shape cardio wise. He could only jog for about two miles. When it came to strength, He was on the ball. He could break three two inch boards with his palm. He loved sparring with the dummies. They were some of the coolest fights ever. To Westly, nothing was more gratifying than electric punching a sack of beans in half. It's really cathartic.

"I call Wilson!"Westly said before anyone else could call it. Wilson is the best dummy available. He nine feet tall and covered in dents and scars. His insides were chock full of mechanics. His arms moved rigidly and swung at what ever was around him. Fighting him was really fun. Westly satisfied with how his morning was going sat down to finish his now slightly soggy cereal and crumbling croissant.

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Everest felt sadness in his heart. How can he train an ability that in order for it to work, something would have to go wrong, someone would have to get hurt. He felt the sick ache fill him. Although with Rabbit around the chances of things going wrong we slim. They had luck on their side. Atheya could connect with people, but Everest, not so much. He was just dog boy or as Westly called him "crazy cat lady". No one cared to much about the boy who could heal. He was kinda just like a nurse. As everyone made their plans for the day, Everest started to clean the kitchen, very slowly, so he would have something to do for a while.

As Rabbit started to take Aiden on his tour and Sienna emerged, he wondered when Whisper would be up, and if she had had another nightmare. She did tend to have them, like Everest. He quite liked the other girl, but he was curious as to when she'd make her appearance. As he scrubbed dishes a graceful white cat weaved her way in and around his arms, purring and begging for attention. He stroked her soft ears before pushing her to the side to woefully continue his job. 'Who knows Ever, maybe someone will get hurt today.' But he pushed the thought aside 'Shut up brain, that's a fucking terrible mindset.' he spoke back to his inner voice. What he really wanted today was play games with his "family." All the adopted people living here with him and Atheya, all special. All his friends. He missed the days when they would just hang out together but lately Atheya had been a little bit more all about business and training.

All it meant was another day sitting around with nothing for Everest to do unless someone got hurt more than a minor scrape. Everest sighed. Maybe he'd convince Sienna to go for a walk down to the market with him later and take some pictures. She shared his passion for photography, and it always was nice to have someone to critique him and give him feedback and advice. Either that or he'd hide in the rafters of the old church again, reading all day. No one could find him up there, and no one ever knew how he got up or down, and that was what he liked. He grabbed the broom and dustpan and started sweeping the leftover lucky charms, the dog's rejects, into the pan and then into the garbage, focusing once more on cleaning the kitchen.

"Have a good training session guys!" He called cheerfully, giving his brightest, no-pained smile as he flopped a wet rag onto the crumb covered table. Sometimes he just wished he had a power that was actually, well, useful.

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Atheya stood silently watching as the others figured out what they where to do for the daytime. It was effortless for her to be silent at a time like this when so many thoughts processed at the same time. With what she could hear from everyone’s thoughts, and what they were saying out loud, everything got jumbled up a bit. Between Aidens not wanting to train, Westly ‘s crush, and Everest sadness that always caused her twinges of pain, it was all too many large thoughts to grasp as it flooded her head.

Yes, she could hear everyone’s thoughts if they were in a decent proximity of her. The others didn’t know that although, and she did want to keep it that way. It had only been this way for about a year, after she kept branching off and strengthening her abilities. Before that, she’d either have accidentally stumbled on strong thoughts people had who were very close in proximity, or if she was physically touching them; it would even turn on and off on her at random times. But now, it just kept going. She was scarily good at putting up faces, and there was absolutely no tell-tale that she caught every thought. This was a flaw that weighed down on her shoulders constantly, and the most likely cause to her Insomnia and distracted state. People shouldn’t tell their thoughts and secrets to those whose faith and silence they have not already tested, and hers had been unintentionally tested to many times. The only good thing that came out of it was this was that she simply just didn’t judge anyone by what they thought because she just purely understood. Not only this, but she also learned that A man’s true secrets are more secret to himself than they are to others. This was her secret. She was afraid if people found out they just wouldn’t want to be around her, or they would just tip toe around her like many did when she was a young child and didn’t know how to control it or cover it up. She was trying to learn how to shut it off, but the closest she has gotten to it was when she was focused, and even then it was never truly off, it was just simply blocked out to the back of her mind.

Silence was a thing that was rare to find, and that Atheya cherished.

She was fine really if it was her one on one with someone, even two others, but when it came to a group setting, she got terrible headaches and she then found it hard to hide the stress that weighed her down. That situation was now blossoming to the surface as almost everyone was in the kitchen.

“Well, if you all are alright, I think I’m going to go off into the cottage and hang out with my punching bag for awhile. If you need me, find me there.” She smiled, leaving the kitchen, before turning back around suddenly and popping her head back in. “And if you all plan of doing some physically stuff, Stretch first. Everest, why don’t you go help them a bit? I taught you my stretch routine.” She smiled kindly at her friend. She wanted him to do something, feel important. Well actually, not just feel important, but realize that he truly was important. Hell, she wouldn’t be walking now literally if it wasn’t for him.

Walking up the stairs, she turned to her sharp left and walked into her room, closing the door gently. Sitting on her bed, she let out a long breath of air, before simply falling down, her head hitting down on the soft mattress, her hazel eyes simply just staring at the ceiling, letting her just sit and be still. She was happy Rabbit had taken Aiden on the tour; Rabbit was a likable guy and could almost relate and make anyone feel comfortable around him.

Standing up, she went over to her dresser and pulled out her regular workout outfit, and put in on, a smart exchange for the skirt she had been wearing. This consisted of just some black work out tights, black sneakers, and tight black t-shirt that was placed underneath her Black sweatshirt that read ”Teenage runaway. She bought it simply just because of the Irony. Walking back out of her sketched filled room, she left the door wide open, which she ever really does. She just seemed like she was in such a rush to get to the old storage house.

Walking down the stairs, she ran quickly back into the kitchen to grab her phone and water bottle, and ran out calling back “You can call me on my cell as well.” To those who were still in the kitchen. Slipping out of the house doors and to the cottage that was placed a good couple of meters away from the home, she opened up the door and stepped into the stone area. It really just looked like a very large, empty room. The only things placed in there was the punching bag hanging from a very strong hook, A small table with slightly padded boxing gloves, and a set of speakers. Walking over to that small table, she set down the water, and plugged in her phone to the rather large set of speakers that took her about half an hour to haul down the house steps, through the hard, and into here. She refused to accept help, because she was stubborn. Considering the weight of the speakers, half an hour wasn’t a bad time at all really. Scrolling through her music playlists, she pressed the one that simply read out “Workout.” It consisted of music that carried a heavy, heart pumping tone, one that would bring out the frustrating and aggravated side of Atheya she needed to get in a decent workout. Metallica, Def leopard, some Bring Me The Horizon, some of her more edgier hard indie rock, and anything like the type was what consisted of the playlist.

At this point Atheya went through her regular routine of stretches, that took her about fifteen minutes to execute. She stretched her arms, did some neck rolls, core stretches, and some lunges so her legs muscles wouldn’t get pulled, and she was all good. Grabbing from the table her black gloves, she strapped them on, and moved over to the heavy duty black bag. She gave a small smile as she took in a deep breath. This was one of the two things that she could focus on, and was something she enjoyed to do. The other thing was her drawing. When she was a kid, she was always in the MMA clubs or art clubs in whatever school she went to before she hopped foster parents. It was a weird mix, but both helped her. This just let her get her frustrations out that she held in. It wasn’t frustration against the group of course, but on her own self and of her past that she never really let anyone know.

After getting into the mental state she needed to be in, she put herself in her proper stance, and began hitting, and kicking the bag, gradually warming up to it more and more, hitting harder every time.

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"I'll give 'em the tour," said Rabbit, munching on his toast like a...well, a rabbit. Aiden couldn't help but smile a little at the guy's carefree attitude. He wondered if he was like this all the time. "It's a big place; we don't want to lost you on the first day." This was certainly true. The house was indeed big, Aiden could see that much from where he was standing half a mile away from the place. Getting lost on the first day would be rather embarrassing, if not a little natural, but he was thankful that he had someone so willing to show him around.

"Appreciate it." said Aiden with a nod in Rabbit's direction. "After you?" Letting Rabbit take the lead as he mentioned something about card tricks, brandishing a deck that seemed to have appeared from nowhere. This made Aiden breathe out an amused scoff, interested in what kind of magic Rabbit could perform. They soon began walking down the first hall, which was where the girl Sienna had come from. Aiden figured the stairs to the left must lead up to the bedrooms, but there were many other doorways he could see further down the hall. Might take them quite a while to finish each hall and floor, if that's what Rabbit had planned for their little adventure into the depths of the house. As they made their way down the hall, Aiden glanced over his shoulder in time to see Atheya jog up the stairs they had just passed. Turning his head back to Rabbit, he thought he might try striking some conversation with the funny guy.

"So..." began Aiden, not sure how to ask the question on his mind any other way than to simply ask it. "What can you do, if you don't mind me asking?" So far, Aiden knew of only 3 people's abilities: Atheya and her mind linking; Everest and his rather reassuring healing powers; and Westly's apparent electrokinesis, which was never actually confirmed by the man in question... He had no clue as to what the others were capable of, which lead him to the next thought on his mind. How many others besides the people he saw in the kitchen were there...? Would it be just the 7 of them? Or was there more this house had to offer in terms of possible relations? As nervous as Aiden naturally was, he also couldn't help but feel a little excited. There were others like him... Like him! Maybe not entirely the same, but it made him feel slightly less alone. It was a feeling similar to how he felt when he was around Judith. It was still too early to tell whether or not they could accept him and his unstable "ability", but it definitely looked a sight better than anywhere else he'd been since the ranch...