The X-men run missions and work together with the NYPD, striving to maintain a peaceful balance between humans and mutants. When it comes to a fight, they won't back down from protecting those who need their help.
Haven presents itself as a humanitarian organization for activists, leaders, and high society, yet mutants are the secret leaders working to protect and serve their kind. Behind the scenes they bring their goals into reality.
From the time when mutants became known to the world, SUPER was founded as a black-ops division of the CIA in an attempt to classify, observe, and learn more about this new and rising threat.
The Syndicate works to help bring mutantkind to the forefront of the world. They work from the shadows, a beacon of hope for mutants, but a bane to mankind. With their guiding hand, humanity will finally find extinction.
Since the existence of mutants was first revealed in the nineties, the world has become a changed place. Whether they're genetic misfits or the next stage in humanity's evolution, there's no denying their growing numbers, especially in hubs like New York City. The NYPD has a division devoted to mutant related crimes. Super-powered vigilantes help to maintain the peace. Those who style themselves as Homo Superior work to tear society apart for rebuilding in their own image.
MRO is an intermediate to advanced writing level original character, original plot X-Men RPG. We've been open and active since October of 2005. You can play as a mutant, human, or Adapted— one of the rare humans who nullify mutant powers by their very existence. Goodies, baddies, and neutrals are all welcome.
Short Term Plots:Are They Coming for You?
There have been whispers on the streets lately of a boogeyman... mutant and humans, young and old, all have been targets of trafficking.
The Fountain of Youth
A chemical serum has been released that's shaving a few years off of the population. In some cases, found to be temporary, and in others...?
MRO MOVES WITH CURRENT TIME: What month and year it is now in real life, it's the same for MRO, too.
Fuegogrande: "Fuegogrande" player of The Ranger, Ion, Rhia, and Null
Neopolitan: "Aly" player of Rebecca Grey, Stephanie Graves, Marisol Cervantes, Vanessa Bookman, Chrysanthemum Van Hart, Sabine Sang, Eupraxia
Ongoing Plots
Magic and Mystics
After the events of the 2020 Harvest Moon and the following Winter Solstice, magic has started manifesting in the MROvere! With the efforts of the Welldrinker Cult, people are being converted into Mystics, a species of people genetically disposed to be great conduits for magical energy.
The Welldrinker Cult
A shadowy group is gaining power, drawing in people who are curious, vulnerable, or malicious, and turning them into Mystics. They are recruiting people into their ranks to spread the influence of magic in the world, but for what end goal?
Are They Coming for You?
There have been whispers on the streets lately of a boogeyman... mutant and humans, young and old, all have been targets of trafficking.
Adapteds
What if the human race began to adapt to the mutant threat? What if the human race changed ever so subtly... without the x-gene.
Atlanteans
The lost city of Atlantis has been found! Refugees from this undersea mutant dystopia have started to filter in to New York as citizens and businessfolk. You may make one as a player character of run into one on the street.
Got a plot in mind?
MRO plots are player-created the Mods facilitate and organize the big ones, but we get the ideas from you. Do you have a plot in mind, and want to know whether it needs Mod approval? Check out our plot guidelines.
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Kendra watched as the girl went about brewing her tea and casually holding the conversation. She asked if Kendra ever felt rested after a night of dream walking. Kendra smiled, despite the fact that Emily couldn't see it. "Nope! I'm always as tired as'a bullfrog tryna hop outta skillet." She said with some amusement.
She sat at the table and finished her sandwich as she listened to the girl explain that she could sense her in the room. She sensed emotions? That sounded like it was a heavy burden. Kendra thought her power was hard to manage. She even went as far as to say that the more people the more powerful the feeling. When she used the phrase 'an entire cinema's worth of people,' Kendra, for some reason pictured her sitting in an auditorium watching a screening of Titanic. That would have been awful. A whole theater of people crying in synchrinistity.
Kendra finished her sandwich and it disappeared. Thankfully it was gone. It would be awful for her to wander in front of a mirror and have her digestive track on display for the whole world. Kendra found herself wondering how it would be to feel everyone's emotions all the time. She could barely manage to manage her own emotions sometimes let alone everyone else's. That time of the month when auntie flow showed up must've been a bitch. She would literally feel everyone else's pain on that one poor gal.
Kendra was a recent resident here. She had just brought her merger belongings in today actually. Tonight was her first night here and already she was wondering why it had taken her so long to hear about this place. Growing up in Georgia a small town girl she kept mostly to herself. She didn't make friends easily. She had a wonderfully bright optimistic personality when she did poke her head out of her shell, but first encounters were always made her a little nervous....
Kendra blinked herself so she was sitting on the counter beside Emily as she was brewing her tea. It smelled wonderful, but she didn't impose herself to ask for a cup. She allowed her legs to hang over the edge and bang lightly against the drawers as she swung her feet. She was leaning back on her hands and absentmindedly tapping her fingers on the counter. She wasn't so shy when she was invisible. Not like anyone could see her unless she wanted them too. "So you sense emotion all the time? Does it ya know alter your state of mind?"
Kendra was curious. She honestly would feel bad if she was having an off day and she literally dumped her problems in someone else's lap just because she was sitting beside them. She wanted to know if she could, because if so she would try to be more chipper around her. Kendra didn't know if manufactured emotion would fool the senses but she certainly didn't want to be a buzzkill.
Kendra took another bite of her sandwich. She supposed she couldn't really be surprised that the girl was confused. Kendra didn't realty understand it fully herself. Her mutation hadn't even blossomed until she was a teenager. Kendra was only twenty-one so she was still learning the ins and outs of it. Kendra had discovered a few different things that she could do. She could fall asleep and wander around, and mostly that was pretty boring. She also discovered by thinking of a fixed point in her dream she had a limited ability to teleport around. She had to just think of a location she had been before and she would find herself standing there. That was a bit disorienting at first and it took her some time to get control of that. Kendra called this blinking because she moved to a new location in the blink of an eye.
"Well." She said with a mouth full of sandwich. "I go to sleep and my mind makes a copy. My conscious thought is transferred over to this copy and I explore. Techinically this is all just a dream, but I'm still present in the world." Kendra touched Emily's shoulder to demonstrate.
Looking back at the fridge she blinked over to the refridgerator and opened it up. She forgot the ham. "I can feel pain. I can manipulate the world around me and I can even bring things back with me to my body when I wake up if I'm holding it." She stopped a moment to consider how bizarre this must sound. But this was a place for mutants surely she's encountered stranger powers before. Has she met Ghost at all?
Kendra pulled out the ham and plopped it on the counter and opened it. Going about her sandwich making with gusto and quietly shaking her head that she forgot such an essential ingredient to sandwich making. "If I get a cut or a bruise in my dream. I'll wake up with a healed scar or a faded mark. I got no off switch on it honey. Late night sandwich makin's about as good as it gets. I'm surprised I'm not 300lbs with all the late night snacks I have." Kendra continued casually.
She finished her sandwich and put away the ham before blinking herself over to the kitchen table in an empty chair. She was now across the room. It must've been a little disorienting for the girl to keep track of where she was but Kendra was moving around the room in autopilot as she tried to figure out how to explain how this all worked. "I'm just'a dream sugar. I'll wake up in the morning with a full night's worth'a memories. It's not like normal people where they wake up and have a groggy sense of what they dreamt. These are experiences so I'll remember this in the morning." She was sure that this girl would remember this in the morning as well.
Then something struck her. Something she hadn't thought of at first. "How'd you even know I was here anyways?" Kendra asked through another muffled mouthful of ham, cheese and crunchy pickle.
For the moment all of her problems seemed to backburner themselves. She wasn't worried about settling in to a new environment or the fact that she hadn't met anyone. For the moment she was just glad she had someone to talk to during her late night wandering dream. It gets pretty boring most of the time having no one to talk to. When everyone is a sleep and you find yourself sick to death of late night tv reruns there's only so much youtube, and romance novels you can handle before you start wanting to claw your own eyes out from boredom.
Emily told her not to be scared of her bark, and Kendra didn't feel that she had to be. It wasn't THAT bad after all. She seemed a little perturbed, but she didn't feel as if Emily had been snappy or rude. Maybe she was and it went over Kendra's head. She didn't mind as long as it was someone to talk to
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Kendra wasn't sure what was happening. How did she know I was there? Kendra thought. Still, she froze. This girl didn't seem to be in a particularly good mood. Kendra thought she heard a slight britishy accent. At least the word 'Arse' had stuck out in her mind. Kendra waited. She waited for something to happen. She waited for something to not happen. Honestly it was maddening to just sit there backed into the corner of the kitchen counter afraid to make a move. Kendra's shoulder's slumped and she finally spoke up.
"I didn't mean to scare you, I was making a sandwich." Innocent enough right? She was making a sandwich. Though, she didn't know why the concept of wheat bread, mayonnaise, pickles and cheese would frighten someone. Maybe the girl was lactose intolerant. A mutation in and of itself. Kendra moved past Emily and over to her sandwich and resumed making it. The knife floated through the air and spread the mayonnaise over a thin slice of cheese. It appeared as if it was a self making sandwich. An invention that was bound to make millions if anyone could ever crack that walnut.
Kendra was standing on the opposite side of the counter from Emily. She wanted to give the girl some space. "I'd like to show myself to you, but I'm not really here. I'm in room 206. I'm a dream walker." Dream walker. She hadn't even heard that term until she arrived at the mansion. She knew she was a mutant she just didn't know her mutation had a specific name for it.
Overall Kendra's mood improved a little. She was smiling at least, and she had a sandwich now.... That was good. Kendra took a bite of her sandwich and watched the girl in the rad ass pajamas. She didn't want to wig the girl out any further and she explained a bit more about why she couldn't be seen. "I guess you could say that I'm not real. I'm just a dream that you can hear and feel." She reached over with the hand not holding her sandwich and pulled over a toaster. It was small and shiny, a polished chrome. Kendra leaned into the toaster a little so her reflection could be seen on it's reflective surface.
She had moved around to Emily's side of the counter to do this and now she was standing right beside her. Emily would only be the second person she's talked to since arriving at the mansion. She looked young. Kendra wondered how old she was. Was she one of the students? She still had the sandwich in her hand when she held it out to Emily. "Want a bite?"
She didn't believe she was actually going to try and take a bite, but for the moment it was the best she could do. She was trying to break the awkward tension. Kendra wasn't an empath. She wasn't good at reading people's emotions. For the most part she just avoided people. Guess that was a little harder when you had so many flatmates now.
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Well well well. She thought. She felt Max's influence all around her. She felt almost weightless. She was light on her feet and floated like a feather as he twirled her around and made her seem more graceful than she really was. Kendra was born with what was known as two left feet. And they were both clumsy and weird. Kendra dipped and he asked her if she thought he had "the moves" Oh brother. What a ham.
Kendra was surprised to find that everyone was now looking at them. The crowd had dispersed enough to give them a nice tight little circle. They were on display as the showcase of the dance floor. "Everyone is looking at us Max." Kendra said suddenly a little self conscious.
Kendra straightened out her clothes as she stood up and everyone started clapping. The applause was all for Max. Kendra was just the partner. "You're pretty popular." She said smiling.
Kendra moved back a bit and released Max's hand. She felt his influence fade away and suddenly she felt the change in her body. The weight came back and it made her legs a little wobbly, she wasn't used to shifting the gravitational fields around her. The next song was a little faster pace. A little less salsa a little more rege tone. Kendra was more into country music. She could country line dance her ass off even if half way through she'd throw in a few random chicken dance moves. It wasn't that she was trying to be funny or cute, she was just that bad at dancing. Born with no rhythm.
The crowd was still formed around them. Thy were expecting a repeat performance. Kendra knew by the way Max danced that he had to have been trained. Maybe not classically trained, but he had some background in dance. Either that, or he was just naturally gifted. Well, here goes nothing! Kendra said as the crowd cheered them on.
We're the life of the party I suppose. She thought. She felt like she was about to do something she'd regret, now all eyes were on them, she started to sway her hips and try and get a feeling for the music. Time to show of my moves.
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Posted by Daydream on Mar 24, 2017 13:54:55 GMT -6
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Would the agents tracking the mutants in the AU have any special tech to find mutants because my mutation makes my character all but invisible when she uses her power (she is a dream walker who can only be seen in reflections when she dream walks )
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The walls seemed to crawl. They seemed to dance and move as if they were not quite solid. It could be the gentle wind blowing the hedges, but she noticed the light ripple moving across the edges of the wall too. That something shadowy that she couldn't quite place. Her dreams were always indistinguishable from the waking world except for the pink aura that surrounded her like a shroud.
Kendra kept going. She moved through the world as if she were drifting. She was walking of course, but she felt as if ghostly fingers were carrying her across the soft grass. Kendra concentrated hard. She saw the ripple begin to pulse and change like it was breaking apart in the center and slowly dispersing around the edges. What is happening? She thought. How is this.... And suddenly her head began to hurt. The ripple was gone and there was nothing but the gentle swaying hedges of the maze. Was she doing that? Was I the one that was causing that weird ripple?
"I must be going out of my mind." Kendra said quietly. She took another turn down another haunted path only to find a dead end. She was smart enough to figure this out. She could find her way out of the maze. "Ahhhh" She screamed in frustration. She didn't realize how far this maze went. She'd be stuck in here all night trying to find her way out. Her hand slunk down into her pocket and she felt her cell phone. She could always give up and start over. Effectively hitting the reset button. All she had to do was call herself on the phone and she would wake up. She had a cell phone and a room. If she called the phone beside her bed she would wake up instantly and she would find herself back in her bed. No. She thought. I can figure this out. She took a deep breathe and tried to concentrate on the turns that she had taken.
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Kendra stepped outside behind the mansion and found herself staring at a large hedge maze. The bracing wind outside sent a chill to her bones and she bundled up in her light billowy sweater. It was beige and a little to big for her. The sleeves of her sweater dwarfed her hands and she held on the edges of her sleeve in the palms of her hands as she crossed her arms against her chest. Kendra had spent the first few nights in the mansion just wandering the halls in her dreams and exploring every inch of the place.
She stood outside the maze starting at the ominous foreboding entry. She stood there looking at the tall hedges of the maze. Something shadowy moved around the walls of the maze. Like a ripple cutting through reality. Kendra blinked a few times. What was that? She thought. She knew she was dreaming, but she had never experienced anything like that in her dream walking before. Must be another mutant roaming around using some power. She thought casually and headed inside the mazes.
She had nothing but free time in her nights to explore and she was going to conquer the maze. It would give her something to do anyways. Something that her mind could focus on. She had all the time in the world. Kendra moved through the maze. Her hair blew through the wind as she huddled tighter against the cold. Eventually the tall walls of the maze protected her from the cutting wind though there was still a chill to the air. Kendra moved through the maze quietly. It wasn't long before she found herself lost in the maze.
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"Care to dance?" Oh jeez! Kendra thought. She was certainly less than graceful and she was about to embarrass herself in front of a room full of people. "Sure!" She said enthusiastically. You only live once right? Kendra took his hand and she was actually the one that led he out onto the dance floor. Inhibitions be damned.
Moving out onto the floor Kendra tried her best to see cool but that was just impossible. Not with her dance moves. Starting off by twisting her hips she shimmied down a little with her hands at her sides. Her fists clinched and her but a shaking! Am I really doing the twist right now? She thought. But it was really the only dance could do without bringing up that chicken dance nonsense. She laughed a little and moved to the music. She bet Max had some moves. She had seen the way he fought it was like watching a ballet of dangerous kicks. He was graceful, no way he'd do the chicken dance.
Shouting over the music. "I'm havin fun! Thank you!" She said laughing. She had easily forgotten her stress and problems. None of them existed as she made a fool of herself out there spanking the planks on the dance floor. Kendra was shaking her groove thing and she danced to the music. She had all but given him the green light to go back to his place. Instead he brought her here. A gentlemen who was interested in more than just one thing. He too was full of surprises.
Kendra laughed so more as he seemed to just look at her for a moment. Was her dancing really that bad? "Come on show me what you got. I'm sure you've got a few moves." If she had to she would challenge him to a dance off right here and now.
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Things were heating up. She could feel an electrical pulsing shooting through her. Almost like her body was coming alive. Tiny neurons firing signals to her body. She squeezed his hand tighter. For the first time in so long she feel not only needed, but wanted.
When Max said that they couldn't go, he suggested they go to a club instead. That could be fun. It was still early. She didn't have any pressing need for sleep. She had nothing on the books for tomorrow so why call the night when it was still young. Kendra nodded. She didn't realize it, but she was chewing on her bottom lip now as the thoughts rolled through her mind like a freight train. He asked her what she was thinking and it was something she would be to embarrassed to say out loud at this point. Kendra pushed her plate aside and stood up. Leaning over the table in one graceful, swift motion her hand glided up. The tips of her fingers ran across the softness of his cheek and nestled the of his face as she cupped it. Kendra directed his lips to where she wanted him and her lips touched his for the briefest of moments. It was enough to give him an idea of what she was thinking without outright saying it.
Dinner was done. At least for her it was. She wasn't hungry for what was on the menu, she wanted what wasn't on the menu. She was all pent up and ready to explode if she didn't do something. "You should pay the check." She said as her lips pulled away from his. The pink of their lips pulling apart slowly as she pulled away. Kendra's single swoopy curl dangled over her big bright doe eyes that stared at him innocently. The smile that spread across her face plainly stated her intentions. Her hand fell away as she excused herself from the table. "Going to freshen up a bit." She said, excusing herself to the bathroom.
Kendra needed a moment to collect herself. She was often so neurotic and in her own head. She had acted on impulse, but was she ready for this? As ready as she was going to be she supposed. She was perhaps coming on to strong, but 90% of her life was lonely and the 10%..... The 10% was sitting at the table as she pushed open the bathroom door. Kendra stepped into the bathroom and put her bag down on the counter.
She leaned over the counter and stared at herself in the mirror. She looked pretty. She couldn't even deny that herself despite how hard she usually judged herself. The entire night was up in the air. She had no idea what was going to happen tonight, but she wanted something to happen. Even if that something was just a walk through the park. Kendra wasn't from New York. She didn't realize that walking through the park at night was probably one of the more dangerous and stupid things you could do. Still, a night time walk under the stars seemed so romantic.
Kendra straightened her hair a bit and spent several minutes looking in the mirror to satisfy her need to make sure she looked ok before she sighed with a heavy heave. Kendra reached in her bag and pulled out her phone. Looking down at it she saw that she had no new messages. Was she expecting any? Kendra jumped a little when two other girls came into the bathroom mid conversation.
"What did he expect? He makes seven figures and thinks I'm ok driving an Acura?"
"Well, he should know that you're a girl of sophistication. You need at least a Bently to not feel like a unloved troll right?"
Kendra rolled her eyes. Why was everyone so shallow? She was always a simple girl with simple tastes. Even Max was trying hard to seem suave and cool when it was his goofy charm that she liked about him. Still, he was trying to impress her. She had her reservations, of course she did. She was a neurotic clumsy mess who spent way to much time in her own head over analyzing things, but not Max. She trusted him. Even if there were things about him she didn't know yet. She felt she knew him enough.
Kendra grabbed her things and shoved her phone back down into her purse. Leaving behind the bathroom and the two shallow women. She didn't exactly feel normal, but if being normal meant being like them she was glad she wasn't. Kendra came back to the table to see that her plate had been taken away already and she smiled. "Ready to go?" She asked innocently. Where else is this night going to take us? She wondered.
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Kendra strolled down the hall of the mansion in her pajamas and into the kitchen. She didn't mind being in revealing short shorts and a thin top, because no one could really see her. The fact was, she wasn't even really there. She took up a physical presence, took up physical space, but she was back in her bed. Sound asleep. Though when Kendra slept she projected a body out into the world to wander the halls of wherever she slumbered. She could move freely around and pick things up as she wished, moved things. She had no limitation except the laws of physics that bound her in the real world. Anything Kendra fell asleep in came with her to the dream world. This included clothes, cell phones, bracelets, hair ties you name it. And anything she was holding when she woke up came back to her body from her dream.
If for any reason she needed to wake up she simply had to call the phone in her room. She looked at the battery life of her phone. Should have brought her charger it read 50 percent. Since her phone was just an extension of the same projection it wouldn't work with a charger. The phone like her was slightly transparent in appearance, though to anyone besides Kendra it would be completely invisible along with the rest of the items she brought into her dream. She didn't know how it worked and she didn't try to figure it out. She had met Ghost tonight. She sort of felt like a ghost sometimes herself. This lonely existence of wandering around at night. She hadn't tried to reach out to anyone. Who wants to have a chat with a disembodied voice?
Her power always made her feel incredibly lonely before. Humans would freak out if a voice came out of thin air and no one was there to claim it so mostly she just watched people. People acted so different when they thought no one was watching. In her teen years she would break into homes and watch people, just observe them. Not to do anything malicious mind you, but wandering the same empty corridors gets boring after awhile and she wanted to see new things.
Kendra moved through the kitchen and opened the fridge. She didn't see any students or any other mutants on her way here. She just simply thought that most everyone was in their rooms. This was her first night in the mansion. She was welcomed by Ghost and they had a nice long chat for awhile as she gave Kendra a tour of the place, but besides that she hadn't really met anyone.
No one had really reached out to Kendra and she was to much of a socially awkward mess to just introduce herself. She had always been a little socially awkward. She didn't know how to balance that line Between careful and overly careful. She was terrified that someone would find out she was a mutant and that kept her at arms length. Kept her from making friends and so she never really learned how to. Kendra was resigned to wandering the halls alone a ghostly non existent nobody who nobody noticed.
Kendra looked through the fridge and pulled out the stuff to make a sandwich. At least there was plenty of food here. She opened the bread and unscrewed the jar's lid on the mayonnaise. Finding a knife she stuck it in the jar that's when she heard a sound coming towards the kitchen. She put everything on the counter. She left her mess right there. She didn't want someone to walk in and see a floating butter knife. That would have been bizarre. She just wanted whoever it was to come and go so she could be left alone with her thoughts. Left alone in this big lonely mansion.
She was in the middle of a big life change moving from Georgia to New York. Then finding this place, and coming to live here. It was all just a lot of change, and she was a bit overwhelmed. Kendra held her breathe as whoever was entering the kitchen approached.
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Kendra waited for him to move out into the hall until she made her move. She slipped behind him and into the room. The personal rooms were quiet big. It was a mansion after all, but still she would be stuck in a pretty enclosed space with him. She would have to make sure to move out of his way whenever he moved to her side of the room. Kendra knew that he didn't like to be touched. This guy freaked out bad in the library. Imagine if he bumped into something he didn't even know was there he'd flip. Kendra still didn't realize the danger she was putting herself into. She didn't realize that one prick from one of those poisonous spines could do some serious damage. She still thought he might have been over exaggerating a little bit when he said he could have killed her.
Kendra was to nosey for her own good. She saw an empty space of floor and she grabbed a seat and got settled in before he came back in the room. She glanced at the watch on her wrist. It wasn't super late, but still she found herself wondering. What a guy like this did for fun. She was trying to get to know a little something about the real Leon. The one that wasn't constantly paranoid about accidentally hurting someone. She waited for him to come back in the room and took a glance around the room. It seemed to be decorated mostly like her own room. The bed was even in the same spot along the wall, though her window was open. Her body back in her room was getting a cool gentle breeze right now from the open window. She'd have to remember to close it when she got back later. No sense in catching a cold during the night. She had nothing but time she could swing by later and close the window while she slept. Kendra fell asleep with her cell phone in her pocket. Meaning she had her cell phone with her in the dream world.
She had an exit strategy. If things got uncomfortable or she found herself trapped in this room at any time all she had to do was simply pull out her phone and call the number to the phone in her room. She was a light sleeper and the ringer would wake her up and she would disappear from Leon's room almost instantly. She had discovered his trick not to long ago and it was pretty handy for getting back to her body in a hurry. Kendra sighed when Leo came back in, but she did it quietly as she watched him.
She saw him going back to work on pulling the things out of his skin. Each time he winced in pain and seemed to take great care in where he placed the discarded quills. Were those things really that dangerous? She thought. She sort of felt bad that he was going through this. He probably wouldn't have to if she hadn't almost bumped into him and caused him to violently jerk away. That's probably how this happened. Kendra's eyes narrowed as she watched him until he was finished and she remained quiet on her spot on the floor by the bed wondering what he would do next....
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Kendra thought about what she said for a moment. She had the power to stop other people's powers ? How would that work? IF I get to close would I just wake up? Would I disappear? Kendra didn't know the logistics of what would happen to her if she got to close. She did know however that she was an incredibly light sleeper and her room was probably somewhere above this room. Kendra didn't know how far sound would travel in a mansion, but she briefly considered screaming to wake herself up. Just one loud piercing scream, a blood curdling shriek that would be sure to wake her up. That however would wake everyone else up as well and Kendra wasn't about to be the cause of all that.
Kendra then saw the phone on the table. It seemed to be just outside the affected radius. "I am not sure if that's going to hurt me or not, having my power cancelled." Kendra didn't mean to sound scared, but honestly she kind of was. What if having her dream walking self canceled out put her in a coma or something. A never ending slumber with no end? That would be terrible.
"I'm going to make a call and then I'll be right down ok?" Kendra said as if that was something totally normal to say. Kendra knew it wasn't normal. And she was probably one of the only people in the world who could call herself on the phone to wake themselves up, but she picked up the phone and dialed her cell phone number. Back in her room the phone rang and Kendra was gone. The phone that was floating in the air moments before fell to the carpet and received a dial tone as the dream walker Kendra disappeared from this plain when she woke herself up in the waking world.
Kendra awoke in her bed. She remembered everything that transpired in her dream. That was one good thing about her power, she could always remember what she dreamed because it wasn't just a dream it was something she actually lived through. Kendra swung her feet out of bed and pulled on a warm wool sweater who's sleeves were just a tad to big, and she pulled on a pair of shoes. Kendra moved quickly down the hall and down the stairs and headed back to the living room. She walked in behind Gemma and cleared her throat.
"Hi. I'm Kendra. Nice to meet you." She said crossing the room to shake her hand. She wasn't afraid of her now, not that Kendra thought that Gemma was going to intentionally hurt her, but the idea of being stuck in an endless dream unable to wake up terrified her and she didn't want to take any chances. Kendra moved quickly across the room and picked up the phone hanging it up. All the while she had her hand out for a handshake to shake with Ms. Taylor.
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Posted by Daydream on Mar 23, 2017 15:37:49 GMT -6
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"Hmm. I see." She said with a bit of amusement in her voice. Kendra wasn't smiling, but she was slowly formulating opinions. She took another bite of her salad and set her fork down. Taking her time she could see the look of anxiousness on his face. It was kind of cute, that he was literally waiting for her to say something. She was taking her time because it was adorable watching his face scrunch up in worry. It was mean, but she was flattered. "Well... At least you have your own place!" She finally said. She didn't mind that he was a waiter or that he was working with Haven. Honestly most of what he had said went over her head.
The way he talked about Haven, it made him sound like a public relations agent who was trying to put a positive spin on something. Haven is a non profit organization with many ties to the community, they help rehabilitate and encourage the social change of.... blah blah blah! She did notice how his eyes seemed to light up when he talked about his work with Haven though. She wouldn't mind taking a tour of the place. She was actually kind of curious now what his passion project was. He was helping people, couldn't be all bad. At least he wasn't in a crack den shooting up or something. He was working with a community outreach program?
"So, could you give me a tour of this Haven place? Is that allowed?" Kendra asked. She wasn't doing it on purpose but when she asked her question her voice took on a seductive tone. Her eyes softened and seemed to burn into Max. Kendra reached over and took a sip of her water, without ever taking her eyes off Max. Okay so you're supposed to be taking baby steps. Calm down girl. Kendra crossed her legs under the table and she rubbed her thigh with one hand. Her fingers dug down into the fabric of her jeans. This is not taking baby steps! She thought to herself.
Kendra set the glass down and felt the redness of her cheeks. She was blushing and she knew absolutely why. It wasn't because the ease of which they talked, how safe she felt around him. She just felt as if she had known him her whole life. Kendra could see them taking a walk in the brisk cool night air and eventually heading home. When you have nights that are a perfect dream, you don't want them to end. Kendra slid the hand that was squeezing her thigh onto the table and reached across to grab Max's hand.
She smiled at him, there were so many thoughts going through her mind, but the one single dominating thought was that she wanted to kiss him again, and she didn't even know why she had this one singular domineering focus, but in the moment it was all she could think about.
Posted by Daydream on Mar 23, 2017 15:13:34 GMT -6
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Kendra was absolutely astonished. She couldn't believe what she had just seen. Ghost dematerialized into a pocket of air and world around her. Kendra watched as her clothes were playfully tugged at and her hair bounced lightly around as the air swarmed and danced around her. It was incredible, she could only imagine how freeing that must feel to be able to just soar away on the wind whenever you felt like it.
"That was amazing!" Kendra cried after Ghost materialized into something that closely resembled the shape of a human her feet settled back on the floor. Kendra thought of how wild it must be to just turn into a gust of wind and take a ride through the air ducts of the old mansion, you could literally go anywhere you wanted. Kendra smiled and without realizing it she fount herself clapping excitedly.
That was much more impressive than just falling asleep. Kendra would definitely like to see Ghost in a fight, she wondered how that would even work, but it mystified her and Kendra could use a healthy imagination to piece it together how something like that might go. Ghost would be darn near uncatchable! After all how do you catch the wind? That was very cool. Kendra Yawned. She supposed she was getting a little bit sleepy. It wasn't terribly late or anything, but she couldn't sleep on the train ride from Georgia to New York. There was a guy sitting in the seat beside her and she couldn't very well start dream walking with no room for her dream body to go. She wasn't sure what would happen in that situation, but she decided rather than have some stranger feel her fall in his lap she decided to flip through a magazine instead.
"I'm gone get settled in'n such, see you later?" Kendra asked hopefully. She liked Ghost. She was a bundle of cheerful joy and a darn fascinating girl. Kendra would finish the tour on her own as soon as she fell asleep. She pulled the key to room 206 from her pocket and looked at it thoughtfully. She wondered who her neighbors were in rooms 205 and 207. "Thank you again for the warm welcome."
Kendra said to Ghost looking up and reaching out her hand to shake with Ghost. She was hoping whoever was rooming in the rooms near hers they were just as friendly as Ghost. She could use a few friendly faces in her life right now.