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[color=F796A9]C A L L I O P E[/color]
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[/b][/h1][/sup][indent][sub][COLOR=SILVER][B]Location:[/B][/COLOR] [I]Pacific Royal Collegiate & University - Dundas Islands, Pacific Ocean[/I][/sub][sup][right][COLOR=SILVER][b]The Homecoming Trials #1.92a: [/b][/COLOR] [I]Group Therapy[/I][/right][/sup][/indent][sub][hr][/sub][sub][color=SILVER][B]Interaction(s):[/B][/COLOR][i] The Campfire Crew[/I][/sub][SUP][RIGHT][COLOR=SILVER][b]Previously:[/b][/COLOR] [I]Doing It Right This Time[/I][/right][/SUP]

[color=darkgray]Calliope listened as, slowly, one by one, each of the others introduced themselves and their powers. But it wasn't only that. Essentially, Banjo set off a domino effect of others unleashing their traumas of the past and what brought them here. She hadn't intended for it to get that far, but maybe it was for the best? They were supposed to be a team (though the team switch was still looming over their heads). 

Calliope felt an arm around her and immediately tensed up. Her mind warped back to early high school and....well let's just say that seemingly perfect young girls had reputations that people acted on, whether it was true or not. She looked over to see it was Banjo who did so. She relaxed, allowing him to continue. It was also sweet of him to give Katja his food.

What surprised her the most was Trace opening up. Calliope hadn't expected that. She expected Trace to unleash into all of them, saying how stupid this all was, and going off to brood somewhere else. Instead, they shared their ability. As creepy as it was (and it was fucking creepy) it was also impressive. Everyone's abilities were.

Calli supposed she should also share. It was only fair. [color=F796A9]"So I admittedly grew up in a very privileged home. My father is a senator in the United States. He worked hard to get there, especially since the country looks down on people of color, even if they were here legally. To that end, once he achieved it, everyone else was expected to fall in line. We had to look a certain way, act a certain way. We couldn't hang out with certain kids if it made us look bad. We were limited in how we interacted with the world. Every time we left the house we were expected to be perfect. Get perfect grades. One slip=up and we paid the price. It was almost like we had to be one unit rather than be individuals."

"Recently, like a few months ago, the pressure got too much. I was out with my parents, making the rounds and showing how great we were, when I just...lost it. I knew what my powers were. Had known for a long time. I think my mother knew, but not my father. But when I lost it, there was ice everywhere. It destroyed the town center's water fountain. The cross-section streets were destroyed. Hell, it looked like fucking Christmas in July. I made it snow! And everyone just...looked at me like I was a freak. A monster. I could handle the strangers looking at me like that. But it was my father's expression that destroyed me. It's funny, he thinks I'm here to learn to hide it better. Jokes on him, I guess."[/color]

Calli brought her knees up to her and wrapped her arms around them. She felt lighter, but she would not say she felt better.

Better took time.[/color]

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[color=D3E498]H A R L O W E[/color]
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[/b][/h1][/sup][indent][sub][COLOR=D3E498][B]Location:[/B][/COLOR] [I]Team 78 Campsite - Dundas Islands, Pacific Ocean[/I][/sub][sup][right][COLOR=D3E498][b]The Homecoming Trials #1.92b: [/b][/COLOR] [I]Lyrics[/I][/right][/sup][/indent][sub][hr][/sub][sub][color=D3E498][B]Interaction(s):[/B][/COLOR] Lakisha [@TGM] [/sub][SUP][RIGHT][COLOR=SILVER][b]Previously:[/b][/COLOR] [I]Let The Music Move You[/I][/right][/SUP]

[color=darkgray]Harlowe followed the voice that responded to her. Lakisha, she introduced herself. Harlowe chuckled at her comment. Loud and weird? Sounded like a perfect roommate to her. [color=D3E498]"Hey Kisha, name's Harlowe. I'd be happy to bunk with you. Loud and weird don't bother me. I can tune it out if it gets too much, but I grew up with six brothers and sisters. I'm used to it."[/color]

And more so to the others, she continued. [color=D3E498]"I suppose in the vein of team building, we should disclose what our abilities are. I can show more than tell."[/color] Harlowe took out her phone and started playing a song. Obviously, the volume was low. Harlowe focused, allowing the song to get louder and louder until it was like her phone was connected to a loudspeaker.

[url=https://open.spotify.com/track/74nEGIzIefJhJ5qX7NeIAz?si=8edb0c174bff4e7d]Beggin'[/url]

Everyone would be able to hear her music. Hopefully, the others enjoyed it. Harlowe began to speak, but as she did so the volume on her music lowered to allow her to be heard. [color=D3E498]"I can do more than that, of course. But I control sound. I also have really attuned hearing."[/color]

Harlowe allowed the music to continue, but she kept it at a level that didn't prevent others from speaking. She was just happy to share her music and her abilities without fear. Perhaps this would be a good environment for her.[/color]