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[indent][indent][color=#ffffff]Phillip Ward soared through the air, high vibrations emitting from his hands and his body as he suspended himself into the air, giving him complete control of his movements and how fast he went upward. While most probably saw the opportunity to arrive with their parents or from some kind of transportation, his approach wasn’t just preferable for him, but it allowed him to really get a feel for the climate. The air was getting thinner, though that wasn’t anything he hadn’t been taught. [/color]

[color=#ffffff]Training simulations were a regular occurrence at the Lighthouse. With the advanced technology given to them by both Stark Industries and Leopold’s very own creation, Phillip was able to get the most out of training with his mother as he could. Most of the training sessions they had were grounded, but every so often, she rewarded him for doing so well by letting him test out his flying capabilities. Sometimes, though obviously not during every session, she would join him and prove to him time and time again just how ahead her abilities were when compared to his. Still, he impressed her with how far he came before leaving the lighthouse.[/color]

[color=#ffffff]Which was to say, just five hours ago, his dearest mother bid her goodbyes to him as he had flown his way up from the Lighthouse to Mobius Academy. It took him a while and had to rely on a jetpack he borrowed just in case he needed it. [/color]

[color=#ffffff]As he pushed through some obvious straining in his body, Phil saw the monstrosity that was Mobius Academy. The thing was a literal floating city. Even when his folks decided he would attend this academy, he thought it was all talk about it being a gargantuan helicarrier. That maybe those who were hyping up -- like Tony Stark, for one -- had just said all of that as part of the sale’s pitch, but after a few minutes of pressing through pain, all became clear.[/color]

[color=#9966cc]“Holy shit, they weren’t kidding--” [/color][color=#ffffff]Phil was interrupted and felt a wave of some strange energy pass by him, zipping through the air a lot faster than he ever could.[/color]

[color=#ffffff]He glanced ahead, narrowing his eyes and only saw blonde hair and some kind of rainbow aura. It was strange, but he had to focus on himself right now. There was no way he could keep up his speed if he lost focus.[/color]

[color=#ffffff]Phil emitted vibrations -- or at least he tried to. He felt them but they weren’t pushing him anywhere. Instead, he was free-falling and fast. The high speed around him made it difficult for the young man to press the center button on his chest that activated the jetpack’s burst speed. He almost had it at one point, but the air around him caused him to whip around. [/color]

[color=#9966cc]“Just need to…” [/color]

[color=#ffffff]He was five hundred yards from the ground. If he didn’t get his hand on the button, he faced certain doom.[/color]

[color=#9966cc]“Four hundred yards..”[/color]

[color=#ffffff]And presto! [/color]

[color=#ffffff]His hand slammed on the red button and immediately a large pulse of air shot from the bottom of the pack and sent Phil flying at Mach 3 speeds. As wind aggressively passed through his face and sent the teen flying through the air at such a high velocity that before he even realized it, Phillip had not only made it to Mobius but he flew right past it.[/color]

[color=#9966cc]“No, I need to go the other way!”[/color]

[color=#ffffff]He tried to jerk the controls to steer him towards the floating city, but something in the mechanics weren’t responding to his physical actions, so he had to fly solo.[/color]

[color=#ffffff]As he ejected himself from the jetpack and was back-first to the city. He saw the jetpack’s autopilot mode activated, which he was kicking himself over not using. It seemed to be flying in the direction of the Lighthouse. Phil knew he was gonna hear it from Uncle Fitz and his mother whenever they visited. But that wasn’t what he needed to concern himself with. He was currently free-falling to the city.[/color]

[color=#ffffff]Phillip turned himself around. As he did, he tried to see if the vibrations were listening to him and they were. [/color][color=#9966cc]“Awesome!”[/color][color=#ffffff] He smiled and emitted vibrations from around him and centered them in his feet and arms. [/color]

[color=#ffffff]As he extended all of his limbs, his body was now like a human parachute that would allow him to control the speed of his descension. Several feet at a time and he was inching closer to a grass area, which he only assumed was the fields. He carefully increased, then decreased, the vibrations so he could land somewhat gracefully, but then he saw a familiar sight. [/color]

[color=#9966cc]“Oh, it’s the rainbow girl again,”[/color][color=#ffffff] he noted, cocking a smirk. [/color][color=#9966cc]“Change of plans!”[/color]

[color=#ffffff]He switched trajectories. Phillip now had his arms and legs close to him and was flying over the girl... Well, not over her per se but higher than she was but he was behind her. He saw she noticed him and she smiled. Soon the two began a game of cat and mouse, which had them circling around the field as both were having the time of their lives.[/color]

[color=#ffffff]And then came a realization of disbelief on both of their faces. Their powers cut off at the same time and while five feet above the ground. They clashed like a moving train would with an immovable force. Their heads were the first to clash and their bodies met and soon they were on the ground with the petite blonde on top of him. Both were in pain and both had no idea what just happened, but they both exploded into laughter.[/color]

[color=#9966cc]“Damn girl! You’re fast!”[/color][color=#ffffff] Phil grinned, holding his head. He was starting to feel the effects of his recklessness.[/color]

[color=#ffa07a]“Says the dude taking control of the vibrations. You have a handle on your powers, don’t you?”[/color][color=#ffffff] The blonde asked him, smiling kindly at him.[/color]

[color=#ffffff]Phillip offered her a shrug, bobbing his head to the side to see if anything was broken. When he deduced it was all fine (minus the killer headache), he nodded to himself. The blonde got off of him and she did the same thing he did.[/color]

[color=#9966cc]“Yeah, I guess I do.” [/color][color=#ffffff]He watched her closely. [/color][color=#9966cc]“I’m Phil, by the way. Phillip Ward!”[/color][color=#ffffff] He extended his hand out.[/color]

[color=#ffffff]He waited for her to reach out, but to his surprise, he soon found out that the little blonde girl was more of a hugger than a hand-shaker. The way she grabbed onto him tightly, arms wrapped around his neck, her legs dangling in the air as their bodies met for the second time in a single day, Phillip had to admit he was surprised. He never met anyone who greeted another in such a friendly, if not somewhat unusual, manner.[/color]

[color=#ffffff]She released him and smiled back at his confused face. [/color][color=#ffa07a]“I’m Janet Lucasta, but my friends call me Lulu!”[/color]

[color=#ffffff]Lucasta, huh? That was a name that Phillip had heard a lot of. The famous Lucasta Family was rather infamous, especially to those of Shield. Their dealings with Hydra, regardless of how great the cover-up, they were no match for his family. Still, Phillip wasn’t expecting this girl to be one of them. She didn’t look it and certainly didn’t seem like she had any evil thoughts. The worst thing he could say about her was how personal space seemed like a foreign concept to her.[/color]

[color=#9966cc]“Nice name, Lulu! Why were you flying so fast, though?”[/color][color=#ffffff] He asked the girl.[/color]

[color=#ffffff]She suddenly turned a 180 and appeared bashful, her cheeks flaring up to a slight red. [/color][color=#ffa07a]“I don’t know,” she shrugged, “I guess I just wanted to see how fast I could go.”[/color][color=#ffffff] She shrugged again.[/color]

[color=#ffffff]Phil raised an eyebrow at her, growing more curious and intrigued by her the more time he spent talking to her. [/color][color=#9966cc]“Well, I guess some things are better left to the sky, huh?”[/color]

[color=#ffffff]As she nodded, the two got up and decided to walk the rest of the way, which was nice because it gave Phil and Lulu the chance to take in the sights. From the greenland of the fields and to the inner-cities, it was truly a marvel and that was saying something given where he grew up at.[/color]

[color=#ffffff]The stroll was nice, but as they made it to the place of entry where they were supposed to be, despite being a little late -- well, late wasn’t exactly the right word for it. Phil knew they were so late that someone’s baby probably was given some defects by now. Regardless, at least they left the names of where they were supposed to go and who they had for roommates.[/color]

[color=#9966cc]“It seems as though this is where we depart, Lu.” [/color][color=#ffffff]Phil was known for stating the obvious.[/color]

[color=#ffffff]She giggled, [/color][color=#ffa07a]“I suppose it is, huh?”[/color][color=#ffffff] She looked at the board briefly and saw there was someone’s name beside her’s. “[/color][color=#ffa07a]Morgan Lebeau?”[/color][color=#ffffff] She asked herself, scratching her head.[/color]

[color=#9966cc]“Seems like you better ask Morie that yourself,”[/color][color=#ffffff] he suggested, nudging her in the shoulder.[/color]

[color=#ffa07a]“And you have someone mysterious too. Anton Rasputin.”[/color]

[color=#ffffff]Phil mirrored her and scratched his head. [/color][color=#9966cc]“Must be a Russian guy. I’ll try not and blame his country for hacking our elections!”[/color][color=#ffffff] Bad joke aside, this was where they parted ways.[hr][/color][/indent][/indent]

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[color=9966cc][b]Mention[/b][/color] [color=aeeeef][b]—[/b][/color] Anton and Alex [sub][@Sly13] [@pandapolio][/sub]
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[color=#ffffff]After he retrieved his keycard, Phillip spent the better part of the hour trying and find the B dorm building, whatever the hell that meant. With the campus being as spacious and a bit larger than he thought it needed to be, finding exactly where it was proved to be quite difficult. So he would cheat just a little. Phil concentrated the vibrations into his feet to add a spring to his step and he kept doing this as he scaled the buildings, which brought him just the right amount of great fortune and perfect timing. He saw the dorm buildings and he had to assume they were in alphabetical order, which means the one he needed to be at was the second from the left. [/color]

[color=#ffffff]And like the makeshift rabbit he had become, Phillip lept as his life depended on it, easily cutting the time it would have taken to get to the dorm building by nearly all of it. As he landed, he did so near the entrance and he walked right on in like the badass he saw himself as in his head.[/color]

[color=#ffffff]He waltzed in, waving to those in the common room and looked for some kind of guide to where the rooms were. [color=9966cc]“Aha! That’s where I need to be."[/color] Phil waved to all who he passed by. Some probably thought he looked like an idiot and maybe he did, but he was a cool idiot, damn it![/color]

[color=#ffffff]A few minutes were spent strolling through the common room. As soon as he stepped foot inside, confusion set in. He couldn’t tell which one was the dude with the Russian name. He closely looked at both men, trying to remember exactly what most Russians look like. Sadly, he hadn’t spent that much time studying them. Phillip never really learned anything about Russia aside from how they made some grade-A vodka that his father was a fan of.[/color]

[color=#9966cc]“So, which one of you is Anton Rasputin?”[/color][color=#ffffff] He asked both well-built young men. Compared to them, he was a fucking stick.[/color]
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