"No, no, its cool.", Nath said to an apologetic Hailey as he stood up rather uneasily because of the combined factors of falling face down and putting his body in a state that he wasn't completely used to yet. If one asked about what it feels when he turns himself to electricity, he would be at a loss for words; maybe it wasn't something that could really be described in one sentence as it was a very bizarre experience and power to have. Anyway...
"I know, I know, I'm so sorry about scaring the hell out of you...", Nath said to Hailey, putting his hand on his forehead as it still stung from the pain of falling down. But it looks like you're the one that needs help now... you alright-"
At that moment, Oscar came in, and asked if the two of them were okay. "Oh, Oscar.", Nath said whilst facepalming due to disappointment on himself. "I overslept again... but, yes, I'm alright." How nice of that American boy to be so nice to everyone. It was very likeable.
And yet, that wasn't the end, as Oliver Cinter and Jordan Quinn. Now, Nath was quiet, as he had already confirmed that he wasn't injured or anything to two people already, and didn't want to repeat himself too much anymore. He simply nodded, indicating that everything was fine.
"Children of Baron Von Strucker, Andrea and Andreas… have a very destructive mutant ability when put together. Oh, well. Just like another day at SHIELD."
The Swedish SHIELD agent sighed as he glanced over at the monitors that he was using to watch over the neighborhood, to see if there were any suspicious activity in this seemingly innocent place. This was just like his assignments back in Europe when he first joined SHIELD three years ago. Astrad quietly reminisced of his time in that safe house in Moscow, watching over the Chertanovo suburb as SHIELD assets moved through the area unhindered thanks to his watchful eye. purr… purr… Of course, all of this time he was holding a cat in his arms, the brown colored feline purring and meowing even as it began drifting towards sleep. He always had a cute, fluffy animal when he was undercover. Sometimes it was ferrets or otters, but most of the time, it was a cat. He just really liked keeping a pet up close, perhaps as stress relief. Anyway, it was asleep now… and that was good.
beep, beep, beep…
Astrad turned his chair towards a computer monitor, taking out the pizza from his mouth as he rushed to look at what suspicious things the sensors had just picked up. "Ah.", he muttered to himself as three unknown signatures were detected, depicted as white pulsating dots moving on a satellite image of Levittown.
Quickly, he picked up the radio to contact his fellow agents. "HQ, Agent Lungren here. Three UFOs flying over location. Orders?"
Name: Astrad Lungren Aliases: Winterspell, Agent Lungren, Asty (the following are mostly joke names used on him by the other agents), Genderbent Elsa, the Ice King, Icebound Swede, Frozen Touch, Iceman's transcontinental twin, Arctic Man, Hopeless Romantic, and Warmest Winter Species: Inhuman Powers:
Cryogenesis: Astrad is capable of generating up to one metric ton of ice at any given time in any shape he wishes within four feet of himself; once this limit is reached, he has to make some of the ice that he previously made disappear in order to make room for more. His ice can be as brittle as glass or as hard as stainless steel; the more durable the ice, the more willpower and stamina required to generate it. He can also rapidly cool down objects upon physical contact; Astrad was able to cool down a heated steam pipe in moments.
Cryokinesis: Astrad is also capable of controlling and manipulating the ice that he generates with extreme precision; it would be as if he had telekinesis, though this only extends to the ice that he creates. Age: 31 Nationality: Swedish Birthday: January 2, 1990 Birth Place: Stockholm, Sweden Gender: Male S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy: Operations Qualification: Astrad was an exemplary sniper and detective for the Swedish police. Years in the Field: 3 years
Appearance
Height: 5'8" Weight: 75 kilograms Build: Lean Eyes: Dark Blue Hair: Brown Skin Tone: White Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: None Personal Style: Astrad usually black clothing when on the job, sometimes grey if he is in a very festive mood. Some agents say that he is emulating the former Director Fury in his attire choices, as Astrad usually puts on a trench coat as well. He likes wearing a hat, usually a bonnet. When out of duty, he usually has a shirt, and then a polo, and then a hoodie.
Sexuality: Straight Relationship Status: Single Personality: Astrad is, for the lack of a better word, warm. In stark contrast to his powers of cold and frost, he has a very swell personality and a penchant for being casual in speech and address to the other agents, especially those that he had already known for a long time. He does know where to draw the line though, and is very respectful towards the likes of Victoria Hand, Maria Hill, Phil Coulson, and Nick Fury.
Agent Lungren, as he is often called, has a well honed approach towards missions: adaptation. It is his firm belief that no plan survives first contact with the enemy, so he usually improvises and shifts techniques in the middle of operations should new problems rear their ugly heads. It is thus said that those who would be under his command someday can expect to change course midflight and so on. He is also highly principled, refusing to leave even a single agent to harm's way unless if it is utterly, absolutely, and totally impossible to extract them without exposing the rest of the team to unparalleled risk.
Astrad Lungren is also a religious man, praying at the beginning of every mission either with just himself or with anyone that shares the same beliefs. He believes that his powers are a tool gifted from above (it doesn't matter if Inhumans are a product of Kree experiments) to protect those who do not have the benefit of superpowers or metal suits.
Habits: Astrad has a habit of making snow drifts around him when bored, as well as biting his friends on the shoulder when they are being relaxed. Hobbies: Ice skating and playing video games Fears:
Communism
Sharks
Large Spiders
Likes:
Pizza
Cute, fluffy animals
Lasagna
The power of friendship
Kids
History
Dislikes:
Pineapple on Pizza
Communists
Flat Earth Theorists
Conspiracy Theorists
Black Widow and Quake shippers
Anyone that ships any of the Avengers, X-Men, and Fantastic 4 in the internet
Cards On The Table
General World Skills:
Driving
Patient Listener
Photographic Memory
Excellent cook
Fluent in Swedish
Speciality Skills:
(Jack of all Trades) Unarmed Combat
(Jack of all Trades) Guns
Foreign Language Proficiency (German)
Infiltration
Criminology
Foreign Language Proficiency (Spanish)
Foreign Language Proficiency (Russian)
Medical Issues/Injuries: N/A
What Is On Your Person:
SHIELD issued sat-phone
Personal smart phone
Car Keys
Wallet (and everything within)
Clothes (SHIELD issued jacket with the logo on the shoulder, black undershirt, black pants, and a grey ushanka.
SHIELD ID
A necklace with the Cross of Lorraine
Notebook and pen
Possessions:
A picture frame of him and his family (parents, siblings, and the cat)
A music box
A guitar that his mom brought for his 25th birthday. She had the SHIELD logo put on it for good measure.
All of the Harry Potter books in Swedish.
A special Ikea foldable chair.
A picture of some other agent that he happens to like. No one can know.
A high end laptop, could either be used for gaming or a Sci-Tech person can use it to hack.
A compass.
A box of Hershey's Kisses that he always refills as other people can freely take from it.
History
Why did you want to become an Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.?: Astrad Lungren originally saw SHIELD as a prestigious organization of spies and protectors of the Earth, and when they asked him to join their group, he didn't turn it down. He was a brave agent, and when the Terrigen Bomb hit, he was still determined to fulfill the oath that SHIELD agents take upon their initiation: protect the world from the wierd world.
General History: Astrad Lungren was born in Stockholm, Sweden, to a pastor father and a surgeon mother. Though he had been born in an increasingly secularized country, he was brought up to be a devout Lutheran Christian by his parents, instructing him that every prayer must be supplemented with conscious and hard effort from his own part. Astrad was also the middle child out of three siblings; thus, he was never favoured like his older brother or younger sister, and thus was the most independent out of them. When he was 15, his family moved to near the more wooded areas of central Sweden, where he would eventually be taught by his rather experienced father on how to hunt game (with a licence of course) using a rifle. He eventually got very good at using hunting rifles at hitting even fast moving targets, such as running deer and wolves. He got so good at shooting by the time he was 20 that his father became concerned that maybe he was enjoying it a little too much. However, his son assured him that he'll use his skills for the better.
At the age of 21, Astrad graduated from the University of Stockholm as a Bachelor of Arts in Criminology, and was soon in the Swedish police as a detective and at the same time, a sniper for their SWAT teams in Stockholm. These two factors eventually led the branch of SHIELD in their base in St. Petersburg to call him, citing that they were impressed with his talents, and said that he would make a great agent. He wouldn't pass up the opportunity of being part of such a renowned organization, and thus immediately accepted the offer of being an agent of SHIELD. He was already a good detective and a sniper, but that wasn't exactly enough. Astrad would later be trained in unarmed combat and other forms of firearms (pistols and assault rifles), and would be fairly competent in both aspects.
Once deemed ready to go out in the field, he would be deployed in operations across Russia, the Baltic States, the Nordic Nations, and Central Europe, over a period of three years. He was an Operations Agent, thus, he often fought alone, if not with a partner. It was said that Astrad Lungren was a skilled agent that maybe worked too hard, and had to be persuaded to take vacations. He did relish his vacations though, as these were times that he was able to reconnect with the people of his life that weren't fellow agents.
One day, however, his whole life was twisted, either for better or worse. In February 2021, the Terrigen Bomb detonated in the Earth's atmosphere, triggering Terrigenesis in a titanic amount of dormant Inhumans. Amongst them, it would turn out, was Astrad Lungren, a man who was already an agent of SHIELD. Afraid of hurting others, he isolated himself and did not return calls from other SHIELD agents. This was a mistake, however, as HYDRA operatives stormed his apartment, seeking to take him in as a brainwashed asset via the Faustus Program. As a trained agent, he managed to fight the initial attackers off, but he knew that he can't them on all at once, as he wasn't able to fully control his Inhuman powers either way.
It was here that other SHIELD agents came and removed HYDRA's grunts from the scene, either gunning them down or forcing them to escape. When asked why didn't he answer, he said that he was also affected by the mists, and didn't want to accidentally freeze anyone to death. Fortunately, though, SHIELD had just the right persons for the job of making him learn to control his powers…
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Character Quote: "I believe we have been given these powers to protect those without." Theme Song:Winterspell by Thomas Bergesen Anything Else: I liked the Framework and Infinity Saga storylines best. And example post be:
Nikolay Andreevich Ivushkin
As always, Nikolay had taken a lot of notes, applying just about every color in the rainbow when it came to his highlights on important words and terminology out of all the things that the teacher had taught. He usually wrote his notes in his native Russian Cyrillic, translating his thoughts from English to his mother tongue before jotting them down. He did this on purpose; these were, after all, his personal notes, and he wasn't at all the type that let others copied from his work, as it was his firm belief that everyone should learn independence when it came to studying properly. There weren't a lot of other Russians in the school anyway, and it wasn't like he would actively let them copy either.
Nikolay licked his lips as he looked upon the food that was being served to him in the cafeteria. He wasn't sure what this was called, but it has been the stuff that he has been buying for the last few days that he has been here. It was probably called zinikang... or something. It was much better when rice is added, too.
He bowed to the lady over the counter in an attempt to give his thanks... only for him to remember that this was the Philippines, not China or Korea. The small minority of Koreans in Sakhalin were the only Asians that he had interacted for most of his life, so he kind of assumed that they were all similar... only they weren't at all. Embarassed, he simply managed to say 'salamat po' (thank you), though with a heavily accented tone. He need more practice...
Nikolay proceeded to look for people that he already knew; those he already considered to be somewhat familiar or amicable to him in this school of magical warriors. Thankfully, he found Jiem and Pablo. Together as always...
"Eyo, privet.", Nikolay said to the two. "Do you mind having a third wheel?"
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Nathaniel Ramon
Character Summary
Name: Nathaniel Dela Costa Ramon Aliases: Breacher, Agent Ramon, Natty, Big Crybaby, Sweet Babey, Revenger, Squidhead Chopper, Maroon Ninja, Unhinged Portaller, Zima, Lemons, and Adopted Child. Species: Mutate Powers: > Breach Portal: Breacher is capable of ripping open tears in space time, which he uses as portals to travel between two points as long as they are somewhere on Earth. However, he can also use these rifts for offensive and defense purposes, as if they close at just the right time, they slice through anything that hasn't successfully crossed over. He is able to use longitude and latitude coordinates for the rifts.
> Breach Blast: Breacher is able to fire blasts of dimensional energy from his hands against targets within line of sight. These are usually strong enough to knock back a fully grown adult human several feet in the air. They can also be set to set objects on fire upon impact. Age: 33 Nationality: American Birthday: December 2, 1987 Birth Place: Minneapolis, United States Gender: A Man S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy: Operations Qualification: As a former unwilling asset of HYDRA and a very street savvy man, he was an excellent fit for Operations. Years in the Field: Four years
Appearance
Height: 5'9" and 1/4 Weight: 78 kilograms Build: Ectomorphic Eyes: Grey Hair: Black (sometimes dyed either white or light brown) Skin Tone: Slightly tanned Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Some scars on his face due to being beaten a few times. Personal Style: Unlike most SHIELD personnel, who always have that black standard issue jacket, Nathaniel carries on the style that he had during his youth. He usually has a maroon leather jacket, a scarf, light red undershirt, grey pants, sneakers, and a beret. When out of duty, he wears casual clothing. This one depends on the weather.
Sexuality: Straight Relationship Status: Single Personality: Nathaniel Ramon is a pragmatic agent, much like Victoria Hand. However, while Hand sees fellow agents as expendable as long as the mission is fulfilled, Nathaniel sees the rest of the team as more than just friends; he considers SHIELD to be the only family he ever had in his adult life. He also has a witty sense of humour (some agents have likened him to Agent Coulson in this respect), though he differs in that he is snickering on his jokes quite often.
Unlike most men his age, Nath is open with what he feels, and is sometimes called a crybaby for that. However, when on a mission, it would be as if he is a stone as he is entirely focused on the task at hand. This, however, is just a facade, as he is merely putting his mind on the job to keep his attention away from the memories of the past. He is rather close to his fellow agents that he had known as his friends, and is described as 'sweet'. Habits: Nathaniel often puts his hands on his face whenever he is frustrated. He also often moves his head when talking. Hobbies: Tinkering with machinery; some say he could be in Sci-Tech if one goes by these skills with alone. Unfortunately, he has no formal education. Fears:
Going back to being alone.
The Kree
HYDRA brainwashing him again
Likes:
Adidas
Vincent Van Gogh
Zima Citrus Gin
Lemons
Charcoal Water
Books
Dislikes:
Wearable tech
Anything insectoid
Being belittled
Weaboos
The Simpsons
Blue aliens
Cards On The Table
General World Skills:
Basic Survival
Pickpocketing
Jack of all Trades (Engineering)
Fluent in Spanish
Driving (motorcycles)
Speciality Skills:
Jack of All Trades (Unarmed Combat)
Jack of All Trades (Guns)
Infiltration
Interrogation
Deception
Parkour
Medical Issues/Injuries:
Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (derived from his time of being a captive/brainwashed asset of HYDRA)
What Is On Your Person:
SHIELD ID
Clothes
Wallet (and accompanying cash and cards)
ICER Pistol
Motorcycle Keys
Personal Smartphone
SHIELD Sat-phone
A pocket watch with a picture of his late mom
Possessions:
Two pet otters
An anime waifu body pillow
A wallpaper that's literally nothing but lemons on a white background
A metal tool that he doesn't know where he got from, but his mom said it was on the pocket of the jacket he came with
A desktop computer
A complete army of Warhammer 40k Eldar Craftworld tabletop figures
A chessboard with all the pieces
A curious white rock with a red outline that he has no idea where he got it
A basket full of… lemons.
All of the Hunger Games books
History
Why did you want to become an Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.?:
Nathaniel joined SHIELD out of gratitude that they saved him from the brainwashing that HYDRA had put him through. He also says that there wasn't anything better for him to do in the world; after all, he'd rather leave the place that he had a lot of bad memories in and go out with purpose. SHIELD was the one organization that could accomodate a mutate that he trusted, so he's there now.
General History:
Details on the circumstances surrounding Nathaniel's birth are scant; all known records point towards him being found by a single mother on her doorstep in a low income neighborhood in Minneapolis as an infant. What was strange, though, was that it looked like whoever left him there ran out of baby clothes and just put him on clothes meant for a fully grown man. The single mother, Felicita Ramon, didn't care if the infant on her door looked like he abandoned maybe too hard; she knew that this child was now her responsibility. Life was hard, sure, but she wasn't about to abandon this little thing.
Nathaniel, for the first few years of his life, lived a hard one in Minneapolis' low income sector. Life sucked, and he resorted to selling water bottles, lollipops, and pens at an age of six just to scrounge enough money for the four members of his family to eat. He was only able to go to a public school, but he did do very well.
When Nath was 14 years old, his adopted mother died from a chronic illness. Lacking the funds to even buy medicine, she would have a painful deathbed, though all three of her children were there to keep her company. They later cremated her corpse, as there wasn't enough money for a casket, let alone a coffin. Because of this tragedy, Nathaniel's bright mind slumped, and he wasn't able to qualify for any scholarships that would have gotten him a good education as he was simply so devastated. He dropped out and ekked out on the streets until he was 23, when something powerful awakened inside him.
That power was of unknown origin; if one took a test, he would neither be Inhuman nor a Mutant, but rather, a Mutate. He gained the power to rip open tears in the fabric of reality, though he prefers to use their contemporary name: portals. With this ability, he became a very efficient thief in the streets, disappearing out of sight before anyone knew what happened.
Of course, this would not go unnoticed for long. HYDRA was eternally in a hunt for enhanced assets, and when they found out about a mutate that could make portals, the organization immediately sought him out. Taking a methodical approach, the HYDRA operatives stalked into his bedroom and injected Nath with tranquilizers, bringing him into their headquarters for "reeducation".
What followed was a terrible ordeal; Daniel Whitehall forced him to look into a screen of shifting colors without blinking, programming his mind to be far more open to suggestion and control through these words: "Take a deep breath. Calm your mind. You know what is best. What is best is you comply. Compliance will be rewarded."
Nathaniel resisted greatly, but just like all before, HYDRA swayed him unto their side. Through this, he was made into a dangerous HYDRA asset that was used repeatedly in assaults against SHIELD.
Nathaniel, however, was extraordinarily strong willed, and when confronted by a SHIELD agent inside a building, was able to mouth the words of "Save Me" before the Faustus took over again and made him flee back to HYDRA headquarters.
It was just in time for SHIELD to be ready for him, utilizing quantum disruptors designed by Leo Fitz to trap Nathaniel inside a single room. The SHIELD Agent that he had confronted earlier shot him with an ICER, allowing SHIELD to bring him into their custody.
After several months of detainment (though he was very much glad to stay there instead of HYDRA once he regained some semblance of self control), SHIELD's Sci-Tech division was able to completely purge the Faustus Programming from his brain, effectively freeing him from HYDRA's codes. It was there that he was offered the chance to become an Agent of SHIELD, and he accepted it without question.
Unknown to all, even to himself, Nathaniel Dela Costa Ramon is not his true name. He comes from another world in another time... (spoilers for AOS Season 5 are in this hider)
The truth is that his true name is Deke Shaw, and he comes from Earth-670 in the year 2091. In this other earth and time, the planet was torn asunder, allegedly by the power of the Inhuman agent known as Quake, but in truth, it was Glenn Talbot infused with Gravitonium that did, destroying the world as he sought for the extremely rare element. Nathaniel, or as he was known in his past life, Deke, lived as a scavenger in the Lighthouse, a massive underground bunker that was now host to the remnants of the human race and the Kree that enslaved them.
His life was a terrible one. When he was nine years old, his mother, the daughter of Jemma Simmons and Leo Fitz, was dragged away and murdered by the Kree for being a person of remarkable intelligence and her belief that SHIELD agents from the past will come and liberate humanity from alien tyranny. His father, Owen Shaw, persisted in those beliefs despite his son's pleas to stop, and he would be banished to the surface, which was infested by an alien insectoid race called the Vrelnexxians.
Deke Shaw, however, was clever. He managed to uncover records that survived the erasure that the Kree had wrought upon humanity, and came across the concept of travelling through time. He then recalled what his mother had said about the curious white stone that she got from her parents - "This is the key of the tides of time."
He hadn't gotten far in his attempts to construct a time machine within a fragment of the Framework that he managed to get to work when those agents of SHIELD that were believed to be destined to come by his parents did arrive in the Lighthouse. In subsequent events, the Kree were expelled with the help of his good self and the Lighthouse residents, and Deke found himself attracted to Quake, aka Daisy Johnson, who was one of them, though she didn't feel the same way. The agents needed to return to the past, however.
While he did managed to help the agents return to the past, he was struck by a shard of the White Monolith while doing so; a stone that allowed time travel, and was sent back to the past to another timeline. In the process, however, he was turned to an infant, lost almost all of his memories, and was exposed to extradimensional energy, which in turn caused him to gain the power to open breaches in the fabric of reality. Now, he walks as an agent of SHIELD named Nathaniel Dela Costa Ramon, but little does anyone know that he is not of this world...
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Character Quote: "You guys [SHIELD] are my only family now. I'll always be here." Theme Song:Stay Alive by Hidden Citizens Anything Else: Framework and Infinity Saga were my favorites.
He is a native of Earth-670, aka he is not from around here.
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Noble Arm Type, Element, and Range: Ranged/Electromagnetism/Line of Sight
Noble Arm Abilities:
Electric Tri-shot: Nathaniel loads three bullets into each of the Shock Bolters, each one being charged with electric energy. Their velocity is amplified, making their penetration values being twice that of a Desert Eagle pistol. Each Shock Bolter generates 50 bullets everyday, and they do not stack. As such, he only has a fixed amount to go with per day.
Electromagnetic Blast: The Shock Bolters are an eternal reservoir of electromagnetic energy which Nathaniel can unleash as blasts against targets within line of sight. They are capable of stunning or knocking back humans, and will only be fatal if Nathaniel willingly amplifies them. However, they become extremely energy costly when elevated to deadly levels.
Electrical Control: Nathaniel is able to siphon electricity from external sources within line of sight, amplifying his Noble Arm's offensive capabilities. He is also able to channel electricity into machines in order to power/short circuit them, and on metallic objects to either shock those in physical contact with said objects or to accelerate their heat. He can also form shapes (especially letters) out of electromagnetic energy.
Electro-Form: Nathaniel is able to transform his entire body into a purely electrical form, allowing him to travel through metallic objects, conductors, and the power grid itself. He can exit this form whenever he wishes.
Misc Abilities:
Coding Shenanigans: His IT specialist father taught him basic hacking, such as getting the password of a neighbour's WiFi and denying others access to certain sites.
Barber: He can do you a basic haircut for a dollar.
Stroker: Nath could be a professional cuddlist if he wanted to.
Personality: Nathaniel is a boy of few words, giving the impression that he is an edgy, brooding character. He is a sleepyhead and often dozes off in the wrong moments, though he still manages to do well in class despite this. He is also rather generous, as he spares no expense in his gifts. Just like his electromagnetic powers, he is volatile and easily angered by perceived slights, though he doesn't bear grudges longer than a day.
Nathaniel is quite affectionate to friends and family, and is sometimes seen looping his arm around someone else's before using their shoulder as a lean-on as he sleeps. His friends sometimes know him as Spine Cracker because… he hugs really hard for someone of his size. He also likes to eat. It is a miracle of how he is able to stay in shape.
*Likes: Cute, fluffy animals, girls smaller than himself, lasagna, baguettes, explosions, and seeing more subscribers to his YouTube channel.
*Dislikes: Reptiles, anti-vaxxers, flat earthers, Hawaiian pizza, broccoli, and ampalaya.
Fears: Heartbreak, memories, and heights.
Bio: Nathaniel Gregorio was born as the second of three children in a middle income family from Makati City, the financial center of the Philippines. His father, Gordon, was an IT specialist, whilst his mother, Melinda, was a neurosurgeon. His family were all Protestants, having been born and raised in the faith by their parents and grandparents before them.
Overall, he had what one could say was a 'typical life' for a person of his generation; he was a compliant kid when he was younger, had rebellious phases in his teen years, and sometimes has these bad influences, like… smoking (too much). He presented himself as this inviolable boy of the church that beat the drums and sometimes spoke to the youth, but he had this darker side that he kept secret in the shadows. Perhaps it was shame, or the gnawing of conscience simply didn't come through until recently, but he lived a dual life of light and darkness from the time he was 16 until the time his Noble Arm manifested.
It was a dark night at the time, and he and his less than reputable friends have been wandering the streets for no good reason other than for the sake of it. It was when Nathaniel was on the way home alone that his path was blocked by a pair of drunken men; two very big, and definitely unfriendly men. Nathan is unsure about the details, as he chooses not to remember, but he does recall being punched quite a few times. Were they the ones who were agitated by their noise? Maybe, but it was at this moment of great stress that the Noble Arm of his own manifested itself. A pair of revolvers that writhed with electricity arose unto his hands, which he then used to disable his attackers by shocking them with taser-like blasts.
It was at this time that he realized his folly of living a dual life of secret decadence and pretenseful holiness. This incidence was, according to him, a message from the Almighty that he needs to take a better path. And a good path was it, then, when a letter from Trinidad University came in. He'll be a good addition, they said... *Current Goal: Make up for his past mistakes by being the very best.
That phone had been ringing for an hour now; the ringtone was an endless series of high pitched beeps, assaulting the ears of quite literally everyone that hears them with excruciating, undying, and ceaseless pain. Or not. It was just that this ring tone was identical to the sound that the NTC uses when sending pings pertaining towards rising storm level alerts on everyone's phones. It was a common noise during the rainy season, really, as all those phones would go off at roughly the same, emitting the same screeching noise that everyone hates.
Too bad, though, for Nathaniel Gregorio, a student in Trinidad University, has not heeded it's call, refusing to rise to wakefulness for the third time this month. He was not one to like waking up early and getting ready for school, but now, his mother was about to bring out the tsinelas because her son just. wouldn't. Wake. Up!
"Hoy Nat-Nat, late ka na sa skul." (Hey, Nath, you're late for school), she yelled at his drowsy face while holding up the slippers. Oh no.
Nathaniel screamed as he was jolted to wakefulness by his ever so vigilant mother. He looked at the clock. It was far too late to get to Trinidad through normal transportation... Especially not in this country, where traffic was a hellish problem for anyone that wasn't rich enough to afford a helicopter. He obviously had a trick up his sleeve, though.
After eating breakfast and getting ready, Nath drew out his Noble Arms from its pocket space: a pair of antique revolvers that crackled with electricity. His mother, who was already prepped to go to work herself, waved him goodbye as he willed himself to turn to raw electricity, entering into the nearby powerline to travel through it towards the university...
Some of the lights dimmed for a split second as someone travelled right through the wiring that kept the entire power grid of the university connected. Some of the students would know who this was: Nathaniel, the boy who could travel through wiring by turning himself to electricity for a short time, was late. Again.
It was already lunchtime, so Nathaniel had already figured out that the first class would have already been dismissed. Such a sad fate indeed.
Either way, he would land, somewhere. And what better place would it be, other than near some girl and the PE teacher...? Ah, yes. Right. He doesn't know that.
A nearby light bulb would slightly crackle for a few moments as Nathaniel got nearer and nearer to it in his electrical state. Eventually, he came out of it, popping out rather gracelesly out of the bulb's surface as a mere coil of electricity in the millionth of a second before turning back to his normal self: a comparatively short boy that usually didn't talk alot.
Oof. He fell on the floor facefirst, almost breaking his glasses again. He hadn't quite mastered his abilities yet, and his exits were often clumsy like this, though this is useful as an escape tool nonetheless.
"I really need to get the hang of this...", Nath thought to himself as he then found his eyes on the coach... and was that Hailey? Nice, then.
"Hello Hailey.", he simply said as he stood up, though he was obviously a little dazed from his transit. Oh, no. He probably jumped her skin out, coming out of the light bulb like that...
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Guardian Angel Haruki
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Dyelli Beybi
Altered Tundra
PrinceAlexus
