[color=gray][CENTER][COLOR=#AC0D01][sup]________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________[/sup][/COLOR][url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5509391][img]https://64.media.tumblr.com/0b20607c9b209981386dc31e435d5d56/b9ad04cd18087e02-35/s1280x1920/d68f6b634da348869c14a7e16a6880e72f65763a.pnj[/img] [/url][/CENTER][indent][sub][COLOR=#ff7514][B]Location:[/B][/COLOR] [I]The Beach[/I] - [I]Pacific Royal Campus[/I][/sub][sup][right][COLOR=#ff7514][b]Welcome Home #1.023:[/b][/COLOR] [I]Inevitable embrace[/I][/right][/sup][/indent][COLOR=#AC0D01][SUP][sub]____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________[/sub][/SUP][/COLOR][INDENT][sub][color=#ff7514][B]Interaction(s):[/B][/COLOR] [I]Amma [@Rockette], Harper [@Qia], Gil [@Roman][/I][/sub][SUP][RIGHT][COLOR=2c2c2c][b]Previously:[/b][/COLOR] [color=2c2c2c][I]TBD[/I][/color][/right][/SUP] [INDENT] [color=#FF7514]“Coming from you, that’s basically an admission.”[/color] Katja said with a chuckle as she looked down at the smaller girl, still grinning from ear to ear. It had taken a few months of trying, but Katja finally felt like she had broken through the French girl’s barriers and was considered a close friend, even if Amma herself wouldn’t admit it to the South African. There was something about Amma, an energy that surrounded her. Where others had seemingly been repulsed by this aura, to Katja it seemed to have the direct opposite effect. She was drawn to the raven haired girl in a way that was hard to explain. She was powerful, mysterious and beautiful in a terrifying way, like a primeval force contained in a delicate vessel. But most of all, she seemed to understand that there was a greater purpose for her in this world. And for those like her. PRCU was a world of fellow Hypes, of peers, of brothers and sisters. Katja had met many great people during her time at this institution. People she loved and cared for deeply as friends to the point that they felt like family. She had even developed romantic feelings for some, though they seemed to be too dense to realize it themselves. But deep down she knew that none of them shared the way she viewed the world they lived in. Despite the love she received from them, which she would always return tenfold if she could, there was always a sense of isolation. As she was forced to keep her own thoughts to herself, or risk being branded an extremist and instantly lose all those she loved so dearly. That changed last year when, finally, Katja encountered a single person who she felt could be a kindred spirit. She knew that Amma didn’t directly share the same ideology as herself. But that wasn’t the point, not really anyway. It was the way Amma carried herself. She did not seek to ingratiate herself with others. To compromise who she was. What she was. She would proudly use her destructive powers, not caring for the opinions of others as she did. To Katja, this was what it truly meant to be a Hyperhuman. Katja blinked, realizing she zoned out for a second and had been staring at Amma. Lifting her gaze, she looked back at the rest of her teammates. It was then that she realized that Harper was making her way over to the pair of them with two beers in her hands. Ah, alcohol, just what she needed. Her grin, which had faltered a bit during the zoning out, returned in full force at the sight of Harper. Katja enjoyed Harper’s presence. You always knew where she stood on things and that no-nonsense attitude combined with her strong sense of morality were very much appreciated by the South African. Katja was about to call out to Harper when she looked over the brunette’s shoulder to see Lorcán trip over the cooler. While it looked like something out of a slapstick routine, Katja couldn’t help but flinch as she saw the young hothead tumble. Luckily Calliope, the firm but caring mother of Team Blackjack, quickly arrived on the scene to lend a helping hand, closely followed by Gil, PRCU’s resident movie star. Bringing her attention back to her direct company, Katja saw that Amma had accepted the offering of beer that Harper had so graciously provided them with. And now the three of them had been joined by Gil too. Or at least, one of him. Despite it being a year now, Katja still struggled with seeing the same person at three different places at the same time. How did he even do it? She was barely able to focus on one thing at a time, yet here he was doing three completely unrelated things simultaneously! Looking down at the pair in front of her, Katja’s mischievous grin returned. Harper and Gil stood in close proximity to each other… And within arms reach of the blonde giant. Spreading her arms, she scooped Harper up with her left and Gil with her right arm with ease before engaging in a tight embrace. [color=#FF7514]“I missed seeing all of you.”[/color] Gently placing the pair back down on solid ground, Katja put her left hand on Harper’s right shoulder and her right on Gil’s left. [color=#FF7514] “It’s been so long, we have so much to discuss. And so much to look forward to of course! Like the dance! Have the two of you found someone for the dance yet?”[/color] She looked down at her two peers, a honestly innocent smile on her lips as she waited for one, or both, to reply. But before either of them could reply Katja noticed the spare beer can offered in Harper’s hand. [color=#FF7514]“Oh, is that for me? How kind of you!”[/color] She said as she removed her hand from their shoulders and gratefully accepted the beverage. Katja immediately opened the can, as she hadn’t drank anything for the entire day yet. She quickly clinked her can against Amma’s, which was still sealed, before downing half the can in one go. After appreciating the cold drink with a satisfied sigh, Katja returned her attention back to Harper and Gil, clearly expecting an answer to her earlier question. [/INDENT][/INDENT][/color]