[center][h1][color=1B90CF]F E L I X A L E X A N D E R B R O O K S[/color][/h1][/center] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/o9KjBmJ.png[/img][/center] [URL=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KtlgYxa6BMU][color=1B90CF][INDENT][B] [SUP][SUB][H3]B R O O K S R E S I D E N C E[/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][/COLOR][INDENT][sup][color=silver]Tuesday, August 21[sup]st[/sup], 2018 - 06:00 pm[/color][/sup][/INDENT][/URL] [INDENT][INDENT] Felix sat in silence on an old rocking chair, rubbing the smooth silver of his band that bound to him in punishment for simply being born the way he is. He rocked back and forth, the creaking of the wood echoing into the air as it coincided with the sounds of the night that encompassed him. Although the setting was peaceful, he couldn't ignore the war within him that left him broken and bruised, crashing in like an unpredicted tidal wave. Aurora was a quick relief from his true emotions, but once he came back home, he was reminded of their presence. [indent][color=ffdf46][i]"My dad told me before that it’s not what powers I have that matters, it’s what I choose to do with them."[/i][/color][/indent] Her words were as warm as the sunlight and as bright as her powers, casting an essence of happiness in between the cold torment of his life. She was so brave, the way she casted herself out there without fear of being burned. Felix couldn't help but feel envious of her freedom to be who she wanted, and her ability to be proud of that—but he found comfort in his melancholy and felt apprehensive without it. [color=gray]"What are you doing?"[/color] A preteen, girl's voice shook his concentration. Felix jumped up, nearly falling out from the chair before recognizing the voice, [color=1B90CF]"Jesus, Tal. You scared the shit outta me."[/color] Talia flicked her long, blonde ponytail as she spoke with attitude, [color=gray]"Mom and dad are mad at you, you know."[/color] Felix scoffed, laying back in his chair as he looked back up to the starry sky, [color=1B90CF]"When are they not?[/color] [color=gray]"Well this time they're, like, really mad. Like, apparently you didn't say anything to them before you left today, and then you didn't come home after school. [/color] [color=1B90CF]"Well, I have a goddamn life. That's why."[/color] Talia chuckled, mocking him, [color=gray]"You [i]do[/i]?"[/color] [color=1B90CF]"Sheesh, don't be like that Tal,"[/color] Felix replied, [color=1B90CF]"Is that all you came out here to tell me?"[/color] [color=gray]"They wanna talk to you,"[/color] she spoke nonchalantly, turning to rush back inside. Felix groaned, predicting what they would say to him once he steps foot inside. Ever since they found out that he's a hyperhuman, they've become distant and critical on all of his choices. They reprimand him on anything they can just for the sake of scolding him, but the real anger lies within his identity and not his actions. He sat for a moment longer, thinking of his choices before deciding to join the search instead of going inside. [/indent][/indent] [color=1B90CF][INDENT][B] [SUP][SUB][H3]M A T H E R P A R K[/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][/COLOR] [INDENT][INDENT]It seemed as though the event already started since there weren't many people gathered. Lights could be seen shining from the forestry and the occasional call of her name could be heard in the distance. He went to the food stand and grabbed a few hot dogs and a bowl of chili before proceeding within the forest. He walked along a trail that lead to the church, more focused on his food than anything. Instead of taking the time to actively search, he enjoyed the walk and used it as a way to clear his head. These days, Felix tends to enjoy the peace and relaxes within the silence.[/indent][/indent]