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Treíko:

"Well Miss Dansu, if it's us that decide to wed I might keep little rose for affectionate purposes," I say with a soft laugh. And then a bit more seriously I say, "It's a pleasure Dansu," as I try to move forward to caress Dansu's cheek again.
Mike the Bloodwolf said
Samuel raised an eyebrow at that though before his cruel part pulled though and he whispered to her "If you want to restart the war, maybe you and I should marry. Our forces are very powerful but we lack a certain flare that you forces have. With the two of us, we could conquer all the kingdoms"


Utsu:

I think a bit and respond in a hushed tone, "You're quite different to the other princes. You do not lust for beauty but for power, the other princes take the beautiful and leave me, while you patiently wait. That said, your offer is intriguing. As I'm sure you know the sooner a possible attack the better, giving less time for Mizu and Kasai to firmly establish friendly relations. Their bickering and a war will mean our two kingdoms would have a colossal advantage," and then as an afterthought I add, "By flare in our forces you mean our strategy? I myself did the strategising in the Eastern Border Defense near the end of the war, despite little numbers we lured thousands into death," with a tinge of pride in my voice.

A few seconds after saying this war discussion input, I say, "If you can tolerate me as your wife I shall consider accepting," as I lean on the wall in quite an unladylike fashion.
A dark figure stands in front of me, his suit or flesh so black it reflects all light. He raises his hand and says, "I click my fingers and the world burns."

I scream out and open my eyes. I had that nightmare again, and I get into a jacket and some torn jeans. I slip into some black sneakers and grab my backpack as I walk outside. I see a blur of red in the canopy of this concrete jungle, and I start to run towards it, identifying it with my eagle-accurate vision as something humanoid but not human. I keep my field of vision slightly behind me, like third person view in a video game, it allows me to be better protected from behind where people aim for assassinations. I give up and get to the roof of a hotel, hoping against hope the red creature would come nearby.
IC is up!
People are simply living out their lives, individuals of all ages living in the peaceful city of Ribatin. There are two schools that go from 1st to 12th Grades, Ribatin State School, a public school for those who cannot afford to attend Heshin Academy or get in by a scholarship, the prestigious privately owned academy with state of the art technology including 3D printers and individual laptops issued to the students (consumnable fees applying of course). Ribatin also has multiple cafés and restaurants, some locally owned and some branches of popular brands. There are also many other workplaces, too many to individually name. The population is nearly at 5'000, but due to lack of recent tourism attempts people rarely move in or out nowadays.

Leo:

As my alarm clock goes off, I quickly wake up, turn it off and get a jacket and jeans on, then I exit into one of the many hallways in my family's small manor with more rooms we can ever use and into a kitchen. I cook myself and my sister some bacon and eggs for a change. Since Heshin Academy starts classes half an hour later she is probably still asleep, so I put her food on a plate and brought it into her room, putting it onto her bedside table. I spend a bit of time dying my hair, then for something extra special I call my limo driver to take me up to school. School is only a kilometre off and I normally walk, but I felt like showing off a bit.
MMkay! *skips off happily holding a tranquilliser gun*
Yeah, I'll start the IC soon, just lemme work up a post, I need to figure a starting point for us all.
Treíko:

I give a warm smile at my little rose and say, "Well, since you asked so nicely it's Treíko or Tre for short, although I don't think it suits me, I think I'm more of a Sebastian or a Joseph or something.." I say in a bit of a comical tone, acting in a way I only ever showed to my sister. Still joking, but not at other's expense. Still me but..... friendlier....... and more vulnerable.... and less powerful...... I clear my throat then return to how I normally act, saying, "Well my cute little rose, may I have the pleasure of your name as well?" as I mentally scold myself.
Update: Added a premade plot

Name: Markus Flane
Alias: The Observer
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Power(s): Markus' powers are all related to his eyesight. He has the vision of a hawk and can notice great detail. He can also use a 'Mindsight' so to speak, projecting his field of vision from his body to anywhere within 20 meters. However when his field of vision is removed from his normal vision, he cannot see his immediate surroundings and is vulnerable. As for his natural abilities, he is quite intelligent and skilled at persuasion, having a silver tongue that needed no supernatural assistance. These abilities can be developed and new abilities may emerge.
Item(s): A 9mm Berretta pistol, some food and a pack of playing cards in a backpack.
Backstory: Markus was born in death. His mother died giving birth, and unnaturally for a newborn, Markus was not crying in his birth. Just looking at his mother's dead body, blinking, his twin sister crying next to him. Markus' father was barely 18, Markus' birth being an accident of which the details will not be shared. Markus learned how to be independent quickly, and did his best to help himself and his twin sister Martha learn as much as they can. When Markus was in his first year of college on scholarship one day he came home to no Martha. It was later found she was kidnapped. In great pain and desperation he tried to visualise where she was, and his mind blurred with his vision, coming to see a cold, bloody dead face in a gutter. Shocked and traumatised, he ran towards the direction his vision blurred to until he collapsed. He was taken in by a few people on their way to a place called Hope.
Crush/Relationship: Open I guess?
Other: Neither a hero or villain, yet to be swayed to either side. For now, he simply observes.
Personality: Whilst living normally with his secret identity, Markus doesn't seem very spectacular, but acts generously and seems selfless. When donning the mask of the observer though is a different story. Markus suddenly becomes indifferent to most things in life, only seeming to observe. He never initiates combat, but simply collects information for an unknown purpose.
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