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@TheIrishJJ Me too! Julian wouldn't get so scared that he'd back down from a situation, since it would go against his idea that he's better than everyone. I'm worried that Séamus will get tired of Julian's big ego and total self-absorption xD
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The large man turned around to reveal a tough-looking face, his shirt stretching over large upper body muscles. Instinctive fear momentarily shrouded Julian's confidence. He stopped leaning on his elbows, and leaned further back when he was told. The man got up, towering over Julian despite being in the row below him, and went around to sit next to him. He said he was a vampire in a suspiciously nonchalant way, and introduced himself as Séamus. Julian tried not to seem intimidated, and looked him straight in the eye. "I'm Julian," he said, taking Séamus' outstretched hand. He channeled his shifter's heightened strength to match Séamus' handshake, as Séamus was apparently trying to fling him off the bleachers. Werewolves are tougher than blood-sucking creeps. He didn't even notice Séamus' Irish accent. "You're not from here? I'm not either. I'm from Ocala, Florida. I came here a couple years ago to learn about my powers. I'm a werewolf. A shifter, from a long line of werewolves. I can turn into a werewolf whenever I want. I would show you, but I don't think here is the place, what with all the scared newbies and all." The seat in front of Julian filled with a much smaller, elf-like creature. He pointed at it. "See? That's much better. I can see the new kids from here. Look how scared they are. I wasn't that scared on my first day." He was probably even braver than this big guy, but he opted not to say it as the assembly finally started.

The orientation finished, and Julian sat in the bleachers waiting for the path to clear up before he left. He had nothing else to do today anyways, so might as well wait and avoid being tripped by someone. With Séamus' big stature, Julian couldn't not notice that Séamus was sitting and waiting as well.
@Shadow Daedalus Sorry, I didn't realize that. Thanks for the tip!
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@Shadow Daedalus

Dawn was awakened by the sun shining through the low windows directly into her face. Was it morning or evening? She didn't know. She didn't care. She figured she should go home and organize her things, check to see if anything had been pillaged. She grabbed the backpack and made sure everything was still there, even the empty plastic water bottle and the nails that she probably had no use for. She looked both ways before exiting the building, making sure there were no enemies and also trying to get her bearings. She would have to find a main street to figure out where she was. As she walked down the road and glanced at dusty, bent, and broken street signs, she realized that she was in Black Out Connection territory. Gang territory; a gang she did not want to mess with, especially now that she had food on her. Realizing her location, she walked quickly through the buildings in the general direction home, knowing it would take a few hours to get there. Her senses keen on listening and watching for people around her, she almost didn't notice the dead bodies on the ground. Her foot bumped into a heavy, somewhat squishy object. She stopped abruptly and looked down. Two corpses lay mangled in puddles of dried blood. Their clothes told her they weren't part of BOC. They were members of the other gang in the area. She knew there was rivalry between the two gangs, and wondered if this was BOC's doing. She looked around, just in case the killers were nearby.
Julian nearly fell over a pumpkin as he walked out of his dorm building, but took a few running steps forward to balance himself. He looked around to see if anyone had noticed. A girl with glasses and a brown ponytail was walking up the sidewalk towards the building. He felt his face warm with slight anger and embarrassment. Walking past the girl, he said, "That pumpkin's no match for my fast reflexes." The girl gave him a look that said, why are you talking to me? before entering through the door. Smirking triumphantly at his quick wit, Julian continued towards the auditorium to attend the orientation.

Although this was his third year at Gringore, he still liked going to the orientation for the chance to see the elusive Headmaster and the principal, and to get an idea of what clubs he would join this year. But the icing on the cake was watching the scared faces of the clueless newbies. He remembered his first day at the academy. He was certain he had looked more confident and sure of himself than these kids, excited to practice his powers, knowing he could or would soon be able to take any of these freaks down in a fight. And freaks they were. All creatures seemed to surround him; part-animal-part-humans, little people with or without wings, people that could transform into creatures like he could, people with all colours of skin and hair and eyes and weird faces. He always seemed like the only normal one at this school, his abilities managing to not demote him into freakdom.

He joined the crowd entering the auditorium and climb the bleachers, picking a seat near the top-left corner so he could see all the action in the bleachers and in front. He was absent-mindedly watching people coming in and sitting down when a large man (@TheIrishJJ) plunked himself down right in front of him, blocking his view. Julian leaned forward with his elbows on his legs and spoke loudly into the man's brown hair as he sarcastically pretended to be talking to someone else. "You know, I could get a lot more out of this orientation if I could see what was going on in front of me."
The taxi left Mina in front of a large, new-looking building with walls of windows. Duffle bag in hand, she entered the airport and made her way to the private jets. A slight concern of being recognized lurked in the back of her mind, but she reminded herself that she had spent the most reputation-ruining parts of her superhero career in camouflage. The only reason for people to give her a second glance was to look at her long green hair, perfectly matching her eyes.

Mina didn't know Red Jack well, but she recognized his family helm on large red-and-white jet. She couldn't have ignored that beauty even if she'd tried. Her awe heightened with each step she took up and into the jet. The interior was even more lavish, with even the flight attendants meeting the apparent criteria of being eye candy. "Hey," she gave a slight nod at the other team members as she saw them, omitting their names because she couldn't remember all of them. She dumped her duffle bag near a wall and sank into a nearby leather couch, watching a pale dark-haired girl bringing Red Jack a drink. A handsome blonde man walked past her towards her bag, appearing to want to put it away. She asked him, "Could you get me a white wine please? Chardonnay if you have any, otherwise anything's fine." She needed to bring her mind back to earth a bit after spending a week out of the loop, camouflaging in and out of the stuffy hotel. Maybe some alcohol would help to quiet the residual feeling of doom.

She quickly finished the wine and began to close her eyes, listening to the ambient noise of the plane and the sounds of others settling in. She kept her eyes closed through Jack's speech, but opened them as the discussion unfolded. "I agree that we should act now, before the Champions can steal our thunder."
@TheIrishJJ Good idea! I think there could be a sort of friend/mentor relationship where Julian can learn sadistic ways of using his powers from Séamus, since Julian hasn't really used his powers for anything yet.


Full Name: Julian Marino

Nicknames/Alias/AKA: (He calls himself Julian, but he's known as "the big guy" around Whitecross.)

Age: 20

Gender: Male

DOB: May 13, 1996

Occupation: Student / Part-time stocker and cashier at Oryana Grocery

Race: Shifter

Hair Color: Dark brown

Eye Color: Gold

Height and Build: 5'11", muscular yet lean.

Other Appearance: Julian uses hair gel to keep his hair spiked out of his face. He likes to wear well-fitting thin hoodies and T-shirts that show his athletic build, along with skinny jeans and worn black Converse.

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Family/Relationships:


Other/Extra: Julian is aware that Lycanthropes are the enemy, but hasn't had much to do with them yet. Julian enjoys talking to people (about himself), working out at the gym (especially in front of the mirrored wall), playing all sports, and being in situations where he can take the lead. Julian also tends to give people nicknames no matter how well he knows them, especially if they're also called Julian.
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Carver was taking the last sip of the drink the detective had given him when he heard someone cry, "I'M NOT A BLUEBERRY!" He spit the drink out of his mouth, spraying the table as he failed to hold back his laughter. A drop or two managed to find its way through his nose and burned his nasal cavity, but he was too drunk to care. He tried in vain to stop giggling as he looked around for the source of the outburst. He eyes rested on the pixie. That makes sense. It's blue and can yell. Although that would be some demented blueberry. It's way too bright and glowing and it talks. I wouldn't want to eat that. Carver called back through his laughing fit. "No, you're not!"
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