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i like to rp. that's really all there is to say.

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@Three Five maya and kimi's cs's weren't finished when you saw them before, but they are now. still looking good? also, @Scarifar the image on your cs isn't working.


could i make a character who wasn't actually chosen? like, her sister was, but the two look enough alike to pass for each other to people who don't know them, and for one reason or another the character goes in her sister's place?
I'm interested. This still accepting?
Aya's first instinct was to flinch away from Owlman as he came up to her, talons reaching and a series of agitated hoots escaping him. But she managed to stop herself as understanding passed through her. He wasn't angry – not at her, at least. He was distressed. Confused. Aya scrunched her eyebrows together and gave a small shake of her head.

"I'm sorry, I don't…" she trailed off. She had no idea what he was trying to tell her. Sure, this was a stressful situation, but Owlman hadn't been like this just moments ago. What had set him off? Aya went through the scene in her head again. Her eyes widened then as realization suddenly struck her.

He doesn't know about the Reformists. About Cedric.

That was right… Owlman had been unconscious when the base fell. He'd gone down after her – after Sebastian's attack. A giggle very nearly spilled out of Aya at the thought. Hah. The poor sap.

Aya brought the heel of her hand up to her forehead and massaged, gritting her teeth together and squeezing her eyes shut. She opened them again and looked up at Owlman with new understanding.

"It'll… it'll be ok, alright? Everything'll be ok." She had no right to promise that, but this really wasn't the time to drop potentially earth-shattering news on Owlman. "We'll sort everything out when we get off this ship, I promise. But right now we have to move." Aya hesitated a moment before slowly curling her fingers into a loose grip around the base of Owlman's hand and giving a slight tug towards the door. "Please." With that, she followed after Light.
Well, if he's a meta then he was abducted. I assumed your side story thing was like a flashback to what he was doing before the aliens happened, and he's just sleeping through the space battle thing.
Aya had to stop herself from sighing in relief when it seemed like everyone actually managed to calm down. There were still some tensions but honestly she'd expected everyone to be at each other's throats by now. She flinched when she heard some sort of demented roar echoing down the hall. Camille spoke up and Aya paused when she saw how the smaller girl's eyes lit up. She raised an eyebrow, immediately distrustful of anything Camille thought was a good idea. On instinct, she snapped to the astral plane, eyes widening at what she saw.

Tentacles. Thick, white, and probing, coming from the direction of that inhuman screeching. Memories jumped back to her, both her own and Sebastian's, from that day that seemed so long ago. The day the Reformists all but fell. She jumped back to her body.

"Oh hell no," she said, unable to stop herself. "We are not going towards that thing. That mindless freak leveled the Reformist base like it was nothing! And no one can control it but Isabella, and it sounds pissed." Aya didn't like the idea of going up against anything that couldn't be reasoned with. Or maybe it was just anything she couldn't talk herself around. "We head that way, we'll be lucky if it doesn't kill us, or even blow a hole in the side of the ship."

Aya scrunched her eyebrows together and ran a hand through her hair. "We do need to keep moving though… Why don't we go and look for the control room? Ships have that, yeah? If you're right and a bunch of the aliens are gonna head towards that sound, then we can just let your Boogeyman take care of them. I don't think we wanna get involved in that crossfire."
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