Mutant Lovers

I wos looking at a door that wos still intact wen the vois hit me my mind saying help. My head jerks up I look a round trying find the sors. But I can't focis in on it so I pick up the door and telaport back to violet home to see whot she thot of it. I aper in the door way just in time to see the guy that had the brokin arm being lifted therw the roof by black litghning. I fron and think that going to be a mees to fixe.

I look arownd the room seeing the now pepil. The one with the wings looks at me with fear in hes eyes for som resin and the gerl looks at me with supris at my entrins. I smile slitly and ask violet if she now how wos calling for help.
 
Lokken saw the person huddling there, seemingly talking. "Are you alright?" asked Lokken, secreting the sword and lifting up the person easily. He walked him to Violet. "I found him outside. He seems to have powers and is undoubtedly blind. I believe he was the one asking for help", LOkken said.
 
Celia shook her head. This was turning out to be a wild day. First she didnt know anyone who was like her and now she was surrounded by them. It was a little overwhelming.

Not to mention the fact that two people had used her powers without her really knowing about it. That was a little disconcerting.

All in all though she was just tired and she sank down on the chair and watched what was happening around her.
 
Lokken took in everything. He saw the girl's look of bewilderment as she sunk into a chair. "Hello", he said, putting down the blind man,"I am Lokken the Wanderer. Where do you come from. I am from a different dimension", Lokken said, smilling at her.
 
She smiled and nodded to Lokken.
"My name is Celia and my parents were scientists who traveled all over after the war. I dont know why I am here I just had a feeling that I must come to this place."

"Now that I am here I can see what drew me," Gesturing to those in the room,"Everyone here is like me and I guess I could feel that even from far away. I still dont know what I am going to do now but I guess the future will tell me that."

Realizing she had been rambling on about herself, she said,"And what brings you from your dimension into ours may I ask?"
 
"Oh nothing, I have a title to uphold. My nickname is the Wanderer. Usually it is within my own world. In my world, magic reigns supreme. I am Emperor over the Great Country of Taros. It is very influential in our world", Lokken said, putting his head up and dreaming, smiling. Suddenly, his face hardened. "But now, a great evil has arrived. My god, Belial, sent me to get the pieces of a great weapon so that we may free the only one greater than the gods, Morgoth", said Lokken. "This world has part of this artifact. And I am glad I came. If I didn't, I would have never met any of you", he said.
 
Celia nodded at his statement.
"That seems like a big responsibility and a daunting task," She said to him,"Do you know where this artifact may be or is that a question you cannot answer?"
 
"I have no idea where it is", answered Lokken. "But so far my luck has been good. After all, I have met all of you", he said. "Although there is a large power source coming from some kind of ruins further inland in this country. Would you like to aid in my search?" asked Lokken.
 
I stand in a corner being unezy around so meny strangers I lisin to wot thay say. I try to desid wether I should leve or not wen violet cum over to me puting a suthing hand on my arm to ceep me from bulting. I relacs som but not com pletly.

She looks at lokken and ses nightray may be abil to help he woners arond her and nows the land prity well. I stifin slite at that but I don't lev ses she is the the one sugjesting thes. lokken looks at me and trowly sees me for the ferst time and an od look cums over hes face. I look bak not blinking and he looks away from my eyes. A smoll smile apers on my face not meny can look in to my eyes for any lakth of time. (it's like looking in to a black hole if I consin trat I can perilz you if look in to them) So far only my dead wife and violet are abil to look in them whith out unez.
 
Lokken stood up and stretched. "Well, I'll let you think about it", he said.
 
Looking at each one of them one at a time, she tries to imagine what they are thinking. Going on a quest for part of a weapon that could save another dimension sounded exciting but then she put the brakes on.

"Woah, girl," She said to herself,"You just got here and, besides, I dont think he has any use for someone whos claim to fame is moving rocks out of her way."

Sitting back, she wonders what everyone's response will be.
 
Violet

She shook her head, so much destruction. If this man wanted to go galvanting about searching for a relic. Perhaps it was time for a change and damage control.

"I will go, I won't speak for nightray or others. I have the ability to heal, and if I focus I can alter a person's genetic structure. I am not a telepath, only rarely a talented telepath can speak mind to mind. And I have empathic link with those I've healed."

I step over to the new comer who's eyes are milky white and with light touch I see his entire genetic code laid out before me.

"I'd like to bring you with me, I believe I can provide you with the help you need," I say speaking to the new comer.

"Nightray if you wish to stay perhaps you could do something about the roof? It would be nice to find this place in better shape when I return."
 
I will go it's not safe ther and I will not let you git hert I tern to the door and say I'll be out side wen you need me. I wolk out the door and pik up the door that I fownd I len it up agernst the wall. I tern and whoch the lake wile they git redy to go.
 
Raphael

Oc: wow! You guys sure ain't Dutch or even in the same timezone as me. Rather difficult to fit in, but I'll try.

Ic:
The beauty was allright, she even laughed, not of me I hope. But Raphael still was too ashamed too say something. She touched his arm, that soft skin again. He blushed.

Than an other woman approached, she looks quite peculiar Raphael thought, but nonetheless very special. Her name was Violet, just like her skin. She asked Raphael and Celia to follow her. Raphael liked her, she was friendly to him, but he kept his eyes on Celia all the time, 'she must be taught, great powers,' he thought, 'such beauty.'

Inside the house Raphael noticed the wounded man he saw before, with one difference, he wasn't wounded any more, and the man in the black trenchcoat, that awful black, Raphael shivered. The blackness reminded him of the in black leather dressed man who tortured him, just a few weeks ago, just beacause he tried to help that man, but in the end destroyed him. Just like he almost destroyed Celia today, again he shivered, but this time about what could have happened to Celia. He slowly sipped his glass of lemonade, listening to Celia. 'What a pure voice,' he thought.

Than the voice entered his mind, shouting for help. When he opened his eyes again he saw that Celia also had heard him. The not wounded anymore-man than called up lightning and used his powers like no-one who Raphael had seen before did. A few moment later the man came into the room with another man, who appeared to be blind.

Raphael listened to the conversation that followed between Celia, Lokken and Violet. A relic, another world....evilness. He was afraid of it. Could he trust Lokken? The black Trenchcoat? The blind man? Even Violet he couldn't trust completely. Only Celia, the moment he touched her he knew he could trust her.

He turned towards Lokken; "I will go only if 'the princess' goes," by the words 'princess' he puts his hand on Celia's leg, holding it gently, "if not I will follow her where ever she goes."
 
Celia

OOC: You are fine Toku and I hope you do stay with us..I really do like your character as well as all of those here.

IC:Celia was taken back by the angel man's term for her and when he put his hand on her knee she expect that she would feel uncomfortable but the exact opposite was true. Somehow she felt very comfortable with this man and made no move to have him take his hand away.

Instead she peered into his beautiful blue eyes and saw a confirmation of what she had already felt. She felt drawn to him and she had to know why.

Looking at Lokken she said,"I dont know what I can do to help your quest. I simply am able to move things around and, it appears, hear voices. But I will go and help you in whatever way I can."

Turning to the winged man she smiled sweetly at him and said,"I am flattered, sir, but I do not even know your name. Maybe you could help me with that problem?"
 
When Celia's eyes met Raphael's he again began to blush but stared back in her beautifeul eyes. 'I'm sorry, my princess,' he said shy, 'My name is Raphael.'
 
Celia could not take her eyes from his. She felt she could drown in them. What was it about this shy guy that drew her? It was driving her crazy.

"Please call me, Celia," She said feeling that he was uncomfortable with his surroundings. She guessed he was more in his own element when flying high above the buildings and trees.

"And I think Raphael is a wonderful name. It seems to fit you somehow. Though I must tell you that when I first saw you I almost thought you were and angel."

She chuckles a bit and adds,"Somehow I still think you might be. My gaurdian angel to make sure I dont get myself killed with my hard headed attitude."
 
Raphael

He loves the way she talks to him, maybe he can help her learn the ways to deal with her powers. Should he try it? I could go wrong again, but she, she's different, it feels like they're destined to learn from eachother.
"If you want me to be your gaurdian angel," he says, "I'd like to help you control your powers."
Than he notices his hand is still on her now warm leg and quickly removes it, apologising after it.
 
Celia nodded at his offer.
"I would like that," She said, reaching to grab the hand that was taken off of her leg and hold it with her own small one. She could sense his unease and wanted to reasure him. Not to mention she also liked the feel of his hand in hers.

"Although I am not sure that you have much to work with," She added with a shrug,"So far my powers havent been great. I can move things a bit and pick up thoughts that are broadcast to me but other than that..." her free hand trailed away to indicate that she didnt think her powers as great as those that were standing in the room.

"But I think I would like you to take me on as your student," She added and then laughed lightly. "As long as you promise not to 'charge me up' again without my knowing about it."

[Edited by Isolde on 01-01-2001 at 02:23 PM]
 
"I promise", he says with a shy smile, softly squeezing her hand. Raphael looks around and sees that everybody's talking about the quest, 'it should take a while before they make up their mind', so he continues, "Princess, shall we go outside for a moment," silently waiting for a reaction for a moment, but than quickly, "I would like that, It's so small in here."

Oc: where's everybody else? I hope this thread isn't dying.
 
OOC: Naw, its just the new year and things are a bit slow.

IC: Celia looked around the room at everyone and saw they were all busy chatting amongst themselves. She looked back at Raphael and noticed that he really did look quite uncomfortable in the small space and with so many people.

Quickly nodding, she stood and made her way to the door and outside.
 
Raphael

celia stood up and walked towards the door. Raphael was delighted and full of warmth because she went outside. Outside he spread his wings, and a smile appeared on his face.
He walked towards Celia, "Would you like to fly?" Without waiting he lifts her from the ground, holding her tight to his bare chest and begins to move his wings, slowly they're lifted from the ground. Raphael flies up, till they have a perfect view of the campus. "I love to fly, I sometimes wished I'd never had to land," he says cheerful, than he looks at Celia, holding her tight, "until now....." again he blushes, "I like you."
 
Celia's breath was taken away as she abruptly was picked from the ground and found herself soaring about the buildings. She held Raphael in a tight grip and tried to get her breath.

Once she got used to it though it wasnt too bad, in fact it was kind of exilerating. Looking back at him she said,"Are you sure I'm not to heavy for you? I dont want you to crash or anything."

Smiling at his comments she blushed a bit herself. "Yes, I like you too, Angel." She hoped he did not mind her calling him that-she just could not get the first impression of him out of her mind and the name seemed to fit him.
 
Raphael

Raphael was glad she liked the flight, it was something he loved. Her warm hands, firmly holding him tight gave him a warm feeling in his stomach.

Than he slowly drifted down and landed on a soft field of grass, he put Celia down sat down himself. "Would you like to work on your powers? May I let you see your potentiel?" Than he fell down in shyness again, "If you'd like.......offcourse....I don't want to...push you, I'm sorry."
 
Celia laughed and leaned forward to brush his hair from his face. She liked his eyes and wanted to be able to look into them.

"I have already said that I would like you to be my teacher, Angel," She said smiling at him,"But, I warn you-I am not powerful like those we just left. Moving rocks and other small things are about my limit."

She turned to look out on the campus which did not seem to look quite the same now that she had soared over it with him.

"Just dont get me too used to all that power," She joked to him,"I have to keep in mind that I cant do it without you or I might do something stupid."
 
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