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Little of This, Little of That

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X-Men: The New Era

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Sally’sTheme

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Sally had fallen asleep while she had been in the middle of her homework. Her calculus book was open, draped over her stomach. Papers were laid about, and her glasses sat crooked on her face. Her hand suddenly twitched, and the pencil between her fingers fell to the floor.

It was just her and Isaac. Sally looked around, searching for anyone to help her. There was no one. Absolutely no one. Everyone had gone, and there wasn’t even anyone in the distance. Swallowing hard, she looked back to Isaac. His face was twisted in pure rage. “Take it easy, Isaac,” she tried reasoning with him. He wasn't seeing any sort of reasoning. All he saw, was red, and Sally was in it.

With a cry of power, Isaac lunged at Sally. His fist connected with her face, and Sally cried out in pain. Her body jerked and twisted, and she hit the ground with enough force to knock her unconscious for a second. She felt herself being grabbed by her shoulder and roughly turned over. Still dazed, Sally saw that Isaac was standing over her. “No,” she cried out as she raised her hands in a pathetic attempt to try to block his hits.

The pencil that had fallen to the floor, and her glasses, began to slowly rise in the air. Her calculus book soon followed.

Isaac then began to rain down his anger upon her. Punches. Kicks. He even grabbed her head and slammed it down onto the ground. Hit after hit Sally suffered, until he suddenly stopped. He glared down at her bloody and beaten form, anger flashing in his eyes. Sally forced herself to turn over onto her stomach, a feat that was harder than she had imagined. She grabbed a fistful of grass, using it to try and help her move away from Isaac. A pained, choked sob escaped her bloody lips when she felt him grab a handful of her hair.

Sally slowly started to raise off of her bed, joining the several other objects that had begun to levitate. Her head, arms, and legs dangled lifelessly as she continued to rise into the air. Firey red hair seemed to sway slowly, looking as if it were underwater.

”You should have stayed out of it you dumb fucking cunt.” An evil grin crossed Isaac’s lips, then slowly turned into a snarl, baring his teeth. Before Sally could say anything, Isaac slammed her face into the ground, then pulled her head back. He slammed it down again, and again. Her blood started to stain the grass, and she felt unconsciousness creeping up on her.

Her eyes snapped open, pupils so dilated, that her iris’ couldn't be seen. She stared at the wall, upside down, her gaze unfocused. And then, within seconds, she woke up. Immediately, her pupils shrank until they were normal again. Then, Sally and the objects that were in the air with her, all fell. She hit the bed, grunting as she did, and laid there for a moment. Her glasses hit the floor. One of her books hit the floor. The other hit the edge of her bed, and tumbled over. That weird feeling that had swarmed throughout her body when she attacked Isaac earlier in the day, had started to dissipate.

Even in her sleep.

Even when she slept, it was doing things she was unaware of.

Crestwood Hollow: The Interest Check

Went ahead and finished mine up as well :)

AIRMED

_______________________________________________ Ivy Marie Harper _______________________________________________ 17 |♀ | straight _______________________________________________ Physical Profile ___________________________________ [+] //Basics: • Height | 5’4” • Weight | 120 lbs. • Ethnicity | Ivory • Hair Colour | Ginger • Eye Colour | Forest Green //Piercings/Tattoos/Scars: • None Abilities, Skills and Resources ___________________________________ [+] //Abiliites: • Hyperhuman Ability | Ivy has the ability to restore biotic organisms to optimal health. This means that she can heal damaged or withered organisms, wounds, broken bones, low vitality, and diseases/poisoning. However, the afflicted must be alive, even if just barely, for her ability to work. If the afflicted is, or has died, it would transcend healing and require resurrection. • Limitation(s) | There are several limitations to Ivy’s ability. She can only heal others, not herself. In order for her ability to work, she has to have some sort of physical contact with the afflicted. She cannot heal someone that has died. • Weakness(es) | Any wound/damage she heals from others, transfer into/onto her. //Skills: • Skill 1 | Description //Paraphenalia: • Cell Phone | A Samsung Galaxy 7 touchscreen

Appearance Details ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Ivy stands at roughly 5'4" and weighs 120 lbs. Her skin is the color of Ivory, sprinkled with a healthy dose of freckles. Her eyes are a forest green with random nrown spots in them, and her hair is a natural ginger, falling to her mid back. She has a bit of a pear shaped figure, small feet (a size 6 in womens), and has a healthy muscle mass for her size. Her nose is narrow, but fits her heart shaped far perfectly. Character Synopsis ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Ivy was born and raised in Houston, TX, and although she loved the quick paced city life, she never really felt like that was where she belonged. Her mother, Tina, worked in the hospital as a maternity nurse, while her father, Roger, was a firefighter. She was an only child, though had always wanted a sibling. When she was 10, they moved to Crestwood Hollow, NH to live closer to her grandmother, who had been in a near fatal car accident. This was around the time she discovered her ability. Ivy had been sitting with her grandmother, holding the older womans hand while she slept. She kept looking at a particularly nasty bruise on her eye. And then, she started to feel a slight pain in her own. Ivy then noticed that her grandmother's bruise slowly started to disappear. The more it disappeared, the more her own eye hurt. Ivy quickly released her grandmothers hand, just before the bruise disappeared completely, and she brought her hand up to her own eye. It was swollen and very tender. Concerned, she jumped up and ran tooth bathroom, looking in the mirror. Sure enough, her eye and the surrounding area was horribly bruised. After discovering this, an informed her parents, though they all kept it their own secret. As she got older, nearly out of high school, a new program came along. The Hyperhuman Social Conscience Program. It was mostly out of curiosity that she decided to join. Ivy was skeptical that there was anyone that would/could help people like her, but she joined anyways, filled with the slightest bit of hope. Personality ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Ivy is normally a quiet, reserved individual around people that she doesn't know. However, around those that she does know, she is lively and spunky. She loves to laugh and let loose when appropriate, and loves a cheesey joke as much as the next person. Ivy hates confrontation, but will try her best to handle things in a peaceful manner before resorting to any violence. Despite that, she's the sort of person that always tries to find the good in everyone, even when they've given her reason after reason to believe there Jan any. Miscellaneous ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Any other information or notes you wish to add or find relevant.

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Crestwood Hollow: The Interest Check

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