Blitz

Broken Glass [Dark Wind & Blitz]

.......do u have all of the flashback or

Out of Sight, Out of Mind (Blitz x akela)

Oh, that's a great analogy! And it doesn't offend me, lol.

Out of Sight, Out of Mind (Blitz x akela)

Lucas agreed with her. It was unfortunately very true that the media had recently been portraying psychics in a particularly negative light, despite their very limitless potential. He assumed normal people probably felt like psychics had an unfair advantage and could perhaps be powerful enough to overpower the normal people. Lucas always found that idea laughable. First of all, psychics were extremely low in number, and at least half of them couldn’t even inflict physical pain with their powers. He supposed, however, that someone like him could go off hurting people with his powers, but that did not mean he was invincible in any way. On the other hand, he did occasionally wonder if there were evil psychics out there, ones with much more formidable and lethal abilities. For that reason, he respected the negative opinion of the media, but he personally found the concept of psychics pretty amazing. No matter how you look at it though, sometimes the most awe-inspiring things were in fact the most dangerous.

He frowned at her question even though he knew she was going to ask it sooner or later. He knew he couldn’t tell her the truth, but at the same time he’d feel bad about lying to her. But that was his only option at the moment. If she ever found out the truth, she would surely understand… But he wasn’t planning on telling her anything.

“I don’t know any psychics personally,” he answered, his poker face flawless. “I think I’ve met a few people that do though, I’m not sure.” He shrugged and figured that was a good enough response. “What about you?” he inquired.

Broken Glass [Dark Wind & Blitz]

ha ur only saying tht bc u dont remember his name either <3

i just realized tho
if we had all of our posts. including the pre-rpg crash, the few posts from camp caligo, and maybe even the flashback (if we had worked out an ending..... lmao) we'd have a small novel on our hands. and a good one at that.

Out of Sight, Out of Mind (Blitz x akela)

Lucas was a little surprised by her reaction, but not very. Psychics were indeed a very interesting but pretty controversial topic. Lucas craned his neck and peered around the room and tried to listen to the conversations among the other pairs of students, and although he obviously didn't hear everything, there wasn't anything about psychics being discussed.

Lucas turned back to Alice and shrugged. “I think we're the only group with the topic,” he deduced. In his own opinion, he didn't really want to switch. As far as everyone else was concerned, Lucas was completely normal. Sure the topic was a bit disputed, but it still intrigued him greatly, mostly due to the fact that he was one himself. He actually never had done any kind of research on the topic before. It's not that he was trying to convince himself that he wasn't a psychic or anything, but the idea just never occurred to him. He wondered what kinds of things he would discover about himself. The idea both excited and scared him.

“I dunno Alice, why don't we keep it?” he suggested with a reassuring smile. “I mean, it's a pretty cool topic, don't you think? These people are, like, modern-day superheroes, straight out of the comic books.”

Undercover [QueenOfTheBee & Blitz]

Blaine continued to run, and was both happy and slightly annoyed at Genevieve's response. He was mostly happy because her reply meant she wasn't dead. Feeling a little bad, he realized he probably should've been checking up on her more often. God knows what the KGB would've done to her corpse. Gross.

And he was mostly annoyed at the fact that they now certainly had no way of getting out.

"Uh yeah?!" he shouted in reply. "Aren't you supposed to be the smart one? You know, thinking in advance?"

He glanced behind him for a second and saw Genevieve right behind him on his left side. Further down the hall, a few men began to turn the corner into the hallway as well.

"Firing!" he called out in warning before turning to face forward again. He pointed his automatic gun behind him and shot blindly, not having the time to afford to point and aim. After reloading, he began to feel the effects of muscle exhaustion and the anxiety about the fact that there was probably some kind of backup force on its way. What could they do?

The hall they were running through opened up into a wide room with a glass atrium high above. The stained glass was pretty, but they had no time to observe. As far as the ARES agents were concerned, this was a literal dead end. Blaine swore under his breath and wondered if they'd "be nice" and take them prisoner, torture them to get information, and then kill them. Either way didn't seem very favorable.

Finally, just as Blaine was going to bark of useless command at Genevieve, a loud shattering noise exploded from above. Part of the glass room was blown inwards, sending shards of glass pouring down. Thank God this didn't happen directly above them, but—

"Jesus, shit!" Blaine cried out as a few sharp pieces fly by, cutting his face and part of his arms that came up to shield his face.

During all the confusion, a rope ladder had been dropped down through the whole and a figure dressed in black expertly slid down it and ran over to them, gun in hand.

It looked like they were done for. The figure raised its gun and began firing multiple rounds at them. Blaine screwed his eyes shut, but to his surprise, no bullets penetrated his skin. After the sound of bullets firing stopped, everything was quiet. Well, relatively quiet, not including the roar of a helicopter from above the hole in the glass. He tentatively opened his eyes to see a familiar ARES field agent standing in front of them, one hand on his hip, the other hand gripping a smoking gun. Incredulous, Blaine whirled around to see a pile of dead KGB grunts on the tile floor.

They were lucky. Aunt Valerie must've had a panic attack and sent a chopper out because they were taking too long. Thank God.

"I think this merits a thank-you," the agent, named Chris, called over the roar of the helicopter. "But first, let's get the hell out of here."

Out of Sight, Out of Mind (Blitz x akela)

Lucas curled his nose in disgust and resisted the intense urge to slap his palm to his face when Mr. D announced the project. Of course he assigned a project on the second day of school. This was complete bullshit… But it wasn’t worth throwing a fit over. It was just a huge pain in the ass. But maybe if he got a good grade on it, he’d have a good foundation for the rest of the quarter. Yeah, yeah, that was it.

Lucas somewhat curiously took the paper that Mr. D handed to him and turned to look at Alice before getting to read it.

“I think we have two very definitions of fun,” he replied, laughing rather darkly before looking back at the paper to read the assignment and began to read it out loud.

“The purpose of this project is to perform your own simple psychological experiments and to give you an introduction to the power of the mind,” he read. He squinted and frowned but continued. “Each group will receive a different topic that I want you to either discuss in front of the class or perform a small experiment or poll and present the results.”

Lucas shrugged. “Well, I guess it’s not that complicated,” he concluded. “Let’s see…” He skimmed through the words quickly. “The topic I have chose for you is psychics.” He stopped and furrowed his brows, tilting his head in slight confusion and disbelief.

“Uhh…” he let out hesitantly, but he tried not to give off an air of suspicion. “And here he gave us some ideas we could discuss… ‘Do you know any psychics personally?’ ‘What is your opinion on them?’ ‘Are they an asset or a liability?’”

He finished reading and set the assignment down on his desk. He leaned back in his chair, holding in a tired sigh, and turned to her and shrugged his shoulders again.

“It’s definitely an interesting topic, yeah?”

Broken Glass [Dark Wind & Blitz]

forgot their professor's name swaq

Broken Glass [Dark Wind & Blitz]

Landon, who was watching Kaelyn, saw her pick up the photo, smooth out the creases, and tuck it into the corner of the framed soccer picture. He didn’t say anything; he didn’t need to. He lifted an eyebrow when she sat a good distance away from him on her bed and asked him about the psych work instead of asking for help with her clothes.

It was so bizarre seeing Kaelyn like this. She was always calm and collected, but the air she had about her right now was on a completely different level.

“Well you’re extremely lucky that we weren’t assigned any big projects,” Landon said, looking up to the ceiling as he tried to remember the last three weeks. “I actually don’t think you’ll have too much trouble catching up, considering it could be so much worse. The professors pretty chill too, he’d probably tell you all the assignments you need to make up.”

He crossed his arms, still thinking, and nodded in conclusion. “That’s really it,” he finished. “You go off easy. But I can’t say the same about your other classes? Aren’t you studying law? Yeah, have fun with that.”

He chuckled slightly and stood up. “But seriously, I can give you some help if you need it… And speaking of help, why don’t we get a start on your clothes?”

Broken Glass [Dark Wind & Blitz]

hur hur hur
i'll see if i can get my post up tonight