Balance said
... Oh no. *greatly increases the air resistance under her and she shoots up into the air quickly*

Dynamics said
Elsa: That's right.

Balance said
-Nova- *sits down in the grass, thinking again. Suddenly, she spins around, freezing bullets in place from a group of mercenaries who are stronger than the last group* Great. Great, great, great. Absolutely wonderful!-Anna- So, David, how do we celebrate Thanksgiving?

Nimda said
*Increases gravity and pulls you down*Hahahahaha!!!*Claps, causing the grass particles to combust, leading to a chain reaction and draining the area of oxygen*

Balance said
*holds her breath and makes no movements at all, preserving her oxygen, and as the chain reaction can no longer happen, she immediately changes the air pressure around her and oxygen-rich air floods in, but only right around her. She breathes deeply and grins* Smart. But not good enough. *keeps the oxygenated air from getting to Accelerator*

Nimda said
*Stands still, and looks back and forth until I focus my eyes on you, and smile*

Balance said
*chuckles lightly* Not going to do anything?

Nimda said
*The Oxygen and Carbon in your lungs begin to deconstruct into Trioxide, Carbon Monoxide, and other toxic gases*

Balance said
*quickly begins to reverse the process, expelling the excess carefully* We seem to be at an impasse. *allows a slight bit of oxygenated air out to allow Accelerator to take a breath*

Dynamics said
Okay, man. Happy Thanksgiving.

Zeal said
Happy thanksgiving....

Dynamics said
*A small company jet arrives*

Zeal said
*I grab my bag and enter it and I walk up to the pilot*

Dynamics said
Pilot: America or Antarctica?

Zeal said
....Ant-no....America.

Dynamics said
Pilot: Final answer?

Zeal said
Yes.

Dynamics said
Pilot: Alright then. We'll be there in a couple hours.

Zeal said
Okay...*gets in a seat and looks at a pic of my family then I look outside through the window*

Dynamics said
Pilot: You'll be able to change your mind within the hour.