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The Mundane [Small-Town Teenage Superheroes]

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The Mundane [Small-Town Teenage Superheroes]

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-Noah Santiago

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|Name|

Noah Alejandro de Santiago

|Nickname|

Just 'Noah', thank you very much.

|Birth Date|

November 18th.

|Age|

18.

|Gender|

Male.

|Sexuality|

Bisexual.

|Sexually Active|

Yes.

|Relationship Status|

Single.

|Blood Type|

O-.

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"It's not wise to keep me from the things I desire"

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|In Depth Appearance|

Noah has sometimes been described as having a defined, but slightly feminine face, often accentuated by his long wavy black hair that hangs well down his back. On some occasions he ties it into a half-ponytail. Because of his years of ballet training, he has a slim, but toned body that stands at about 5'10". He has a normal sized-nose, full red lips, icy brown eyes, and thick straight eyebrows that give his resting face a natural icyness and standoffish countenance.

|Clothing Style|

He often dresses in business casual attire or more elegant forms of clothes. Noah generally wears things like black turtlenecks and vest, lovely form-fitting sweaters or a simple white polo with a tie. Business casual pants and dress shoes generally round out his outfits. People are generally thrown off by his style because it doesn't fit his reputation.

|Scars, Tattoos, Piercings|

Small silver hoop earring in each earlobe. No tattoos. Several self-induced scars along his wrists and forearms.

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"You're nothing but empty space to me"

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|Likes & Dislikes|

✔ Ballet Dance
✔ Shiny Objects
✔ Getting what he wants
✔ Gymnastics
✔ Luxury items and money
✔ Beauty
✔ His Hair
✔ Parkour
✔ Cheerleading
✘ Ugly things and people
✘ Annoying personalities
✘ Knock-Off items
✘ Meat
✘ Coffee
✘ Thrift Stores
✘ Politics
✘ His 3 older sisters

|Hobbies|
-Ballet
-Gymnastics
-Parkour
-Collecting shiny objects
-Cheerleading(not really a hobby per se), but he is one of the few male cheerleaders for his school's basketball and football teams.

|Habits|

-Pushing his hair back when he's frustrated or annoyed.
-Staring when he's in deep thought.
-Tapping the side of his hip twice when he's about to start something important, like a ballet routine.

|Fears|

☠Being a loser.
☠Not being able to use his legs.
☠Losing his beauty.

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"All I see are ugly pigs. Shame..."

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|Personality|

♦ Graceful ♦ Manipulative ♦ Insensitive ♦ Vain ♦

Noah is an individual who exudes of elegance and grace. As a ballet dancer, his steps are light, as if he is walking on air, and his mannerisms are somewhat androgynous. He is the type of person who comes off as very chic, poised, and debonair. He often appears very sophisticated and traditional.
However, he is not as pleasant as most presume of him at first glance. He has a bit of reputation for misbehavior outside of school, from larceny to shoplifting(when he is feeling moody and bored), to manipulating others to get what he wants, even though he appears demure and calm. He is incredibly manipulative, usually using others to get what he desires. Noah almost always disregards the well-being of others unless it somehow benefits him and he hates when people disrupt him or get in his way. And when they do, he is incredibly cynical and hurtful. Because of this, he is hated or feared by many of his classmates, and has few real friends, though, he is admired at the same time because of his beauty. However, what follows admiration is also jealousy and despise. His melodic and clear voice is often combined with a tone of ambiguous malice and spite. When Noah speaks to people, it usually sounds as though he is belittling them nicely. Which of course, he probably is.

He is the type who will get revenge if you cross him. The guy is both devious and patient, so he is willing to do what he feels needs to get done, no matter how long it takes. To hell and back if necessary. Apathetic and unsympathetic, he cares little about other peoples feelings and aspirations. When he wants something, he goes after it through any means. Noah has this strange passive-aggressiveness about him, so many times when he insults people, he has a smile on his face, plays coy, and is saying it politely. He is quite smug and vain, and yearns for personal satisfaction. Incredibly prideful, to say the least, he is simultaneously unwavering, imperious, and iron-fisted. He likes things that are pleasing to the eye and beautiful, disdaining anything unattractive and generally referring to others as "Ugly Pigs".

He hates weak-willed and foolish individuals, though relishes off of being able to manipulate them so easily. Then again, he also gets personal satisfaction off of someone who he finds more of a challenge. Many feel nervous around him and don't know exactly how to approach him because of his dissonance. He is incredibly polarizing, either admired(for his appearance) or hated(for his personality), or a combination of both. His words come off as very demeaning and judgmental. And at other times, his words are flat and emotionless.

In spite of his pride, Noah is shown to be pragmatic and determined, willing to cast aside pride and using whatever means necessary in order to secure victory. When first meeting him, he is cold and rather ruthless, just gazing upon his glassy empty eyes can send shivers down ones spine. He knows what to do to bring weak targets down, especially when those targets have a very low self-esteem. While very harsh and not very willing to tolerate failures, he isn't completely heartless, and cares a great deal about those who he manages to care about, such as his VERY-VERY small social circle. He loathes people who are emotional, sensitive, or become overly attached. He has a knack for belittling and objectifying people when they annoy him.

|Place of Origin|

Miami, Florida.

|History|

Growing up, Noah had always been very clingy, needy, meek, and extremely shy. As a child, he would often cling to his mother when they were out in public or cry if people were looking at him for too long. His grandmother was Jewish and his grandfather was Brazilian. His parents immigrated from Brazil and had him a few years later in Miami, Florida. His sweet parents had noticed that as he got older, he became very vain, spoiled, and uncaring about others. So much so that refused to go to his own grandfather's funeral because, according to him, he simply "didn't feel like it". His sprouting misbehavior could in part be blamed on his parents, who spoiled him(since he was the youngest) and often were so busy with work that they didn't have much time to spend with him--so busy in fact, that he and his family were relocated to Verona when he was still a young boy because of his father's job.

He was often raised by his 3 older sisters in their place, which turned out to strain his relationship with them because they hated his vain, cold, and insensitive personality. And in return, they mistreated him poorly, often neglecting him, teasing him, and forcing him to do things he didn't want to do. It was during this time that he start cutting himself to deal with the pain of his tormenting older sisters. His sisters have since moved away, but he really just wants to leave his family, leave Verona, and start a new life of his own.

|Family|

The Santiago's are Latin-American's of Jewish Heritage. Noah's grandmother was a Jew from Israel who worked for the United Nations. She married Noah's Brazilian grandfather when she went to Brazil for humanitarian work. Noah's parents are immigrants from Brazil, who first settled in Miami Florida(where he was born), and then moved to Verona when he was a young child because his father's job needed to relocate him. The Santiago's are of no special or unique status and pride themselves on being an average middle-class family who are equally as proud of being American as they are Jewish. They celebrate Hanukkah and participate in Jewish customs. Noah can speak Portuguese-Spanish and English fluently, and can speak very very little Hebrew. His eldest sister and mother both speak Hebrew fluently.

|Theme Song|

Climb to Sakteng – Imogen Heap
_{This is the musical piece he uses for his best ballet routine. This song used in accompaniment with his dance have won him many competitions and awards. This song was also the song that he used during his tryouts for his school's cheer-leading team. He is 1 of only 6 male cheerleaders at his school. Most of them are only doing it so they can be around hot girls all the time.}

|Power Name|

Astral Projection

|Power Description|

The ability to project his mind into an astral form outside his body.

|Abilities|

Noah's special power allows him to astral project, essentially granting him the ability to project his consciousness from body in an astral form. He can project his astral form to any location he desires and it can be corporeal or incorporeal at will, allowing him to interact with people and objects or simply pass through them. Noah's astral form does not feel pain and any injuries it incurs, his physical body does not. When he astral projects he leaves his body in an unconscious/trance-like state until he returns back to it.

|Drawbacks/Weaknesses|

The most obvious drawback is that when he astral projects, his body falls into a sleep/trance-like state and stays that way until he returns back to it. Because it takes a lot of energy to maintain two corporeal selves, Noah often feels disoriented and fatigued when he wakes up from using his power. This strain on his mind and body is why, for now, he can only maintain his astral form for short periods of time.

Noah seems to find his power more of a burden, because when he has a strong desire to be somewhere or to be with someone, he sometimes accidentally astral projects to them or that place against his own will, as if his inner desires take over and manifest themselves in his astral form. This is true when he is feeling a strong need to be at two places at once or during slumber, when he sometimes astral projects subconsciously during his sleep. Additionally, when he is suppressing really heavy feelings and emotions, his inner desires sometimes trigger an accidental astral projection against his will, with his astral form mimicking the emotions he was suppressing while conscious.

The Mundane [Small-Town Teenage Superheroes]

"I never understood how much of a connection I had with the Moon. Ironic."

Location: Lincoln Memorial High [Bathroom--->Astronomy Club]
Interacting With: @McHaggisJay, @SymphoniOlivia, @UndineAlice, Everyone in Astronomy Club

Moon remained frozen in deep thought, but nodded to the blonde(Olivia) once she confirmed that she wouldn't speak of the event that just transpired. The last thing Moon wanted was for them to become lab rats. She had certainly watched Heroes, and the situation they were in was eerily similar, if not exactly alike. Moon couldn't even bring up a smile when Alice jested about not having a superpower.

"Hmmm...", Moon began, "It seems grand and jubilant now Alice, but what if I had started flowing away outside? I mean honestly---I dare to imagine what would of happened if I all of sudden stopped floating". It would seem like a rather ominous outlook from the mystic herself, but from what she read in her book and under the circumstances(lack of control), she worried about the harmful possibilities these abilities could have on them. And rightly so. These weren't special toys to be played with freely and without care, no matter how tempted she might have been. And despite how deeply enthralled she was with the prospect of uninhibited magically induced special abilities, her maternal sensibility had much more pressing concerns than joyfully flying through the atmosphere.

"Oh, and hun...", but it was too late. The blonde had already left before Moon could advise her to attend the astronomy club meeting since she witnessed what happened. Moon sighed as if suddenly weighed down by a massive burden, and rubbed her temples as the bell began to ring.
Jay remained on the floor during the discussion it seemed, like a saucy limp noodle, a bright red shamelessly overwhelming his cheeks. Moon smiled slightly, very slightly, because to be honest, his reaction was so awkward and cute yet she found herself feeling somewhat tired all of a sudden. But when Moon just barely caught eye of him suddenly vanishing off the floor, she was owl-eyed in an instant.

It was like a 'don't blink or you'll miss it' kind of thing. Moon wasn't sure Alice saw him disappear as well. "So it is true...", she murmured curiously. His sudden act was all the confirmation she needed. She quickly pulled out her phone and texted him.

To: Jay

Fascinating! You actually teleported. It was so fast I barely saw it. Just.....be very careful okay love? We don't know the extent or limitations of what we can do. You could accidentally end up in a wall or something. Please don't overdo it okay? I'll see you in astronomy club.

P.S. BTW, sorry about the kiss. I didn't mean to...well...I did mean to but, It was like...ugh--nevermind. See you soon. <3

---Love & Spice, Moon

Moon rolled her eyes with countenance of distaste, seemingly displeased with the formatting of her teen-aged hormonal driven slop-fest of a text. But in any account, she looked back to Alice as she pocketed her phone. At that moment, several oblivious female students came into the bathroom--one went into a stall, while the other three remained at the counter next to them, heavy-handedly reapplying their dark shaded makeup and gossiping about which students they would 'kill, fuck, or marry'. King, Petyr, and surprisingly, Jade were named, the latter being unanimously voted as 'kill'.

"That slut. Please....", the supposed leader of three mumbled with jealous angst. The shortest one, with a piggishly plump, but friendlier face seemed to have different taste. "I like Malcom. I think he's so cute", she squealed dreamily. The tallest one who called Jade a slut snarled as she applied on her third coating of dark violet and licorice lipstick. "Hardly. And he's always with King. I bet he's gay.", she stated blandly. The piggy one furrowed. "No he's not. He just doesn't have many friends", she defended him. The third one with the low hanging ponytail plopped herself onto the counter and struck a pose in the mirror behind her. "I always thought he was kinda....asexual", she professed with a wink to herself. The piggy one turned red while the leader simply shrugged disinterestedly, pursing her lips as if she wanted to snog her own reflection.

Moon moved away from them quickly, grabbing Alice by the hand and dragging her into the corner near the bathroom exit door. "You're right though...", she whispered. "There is nothing we can do for now except go to class like normal and wait till the astronomy club. I just hope nothing else outrageous happens. I'm feeling a strange mystical energy, like, it's really hard to explain, but its not good".
She took a deep breath and heaved her messenger bag to her other shoulder. "Anyways, see you at astronomy club my dear Snow White. Be careful". And with a bemused smile and a kiss on each cheek, she was gone.

As patient as ever, Moon went to her following classes as usual, trying her hardest to dislodge the image of floating in the girl's lavatory from her consciousness. To the jest of her peers, one of her teachers actually threw a piece of chalk at her for looking 'disrespectfully spacey' when he called on her to answer one of the questions on the chalkboard. In all honestly, she hadn't heard him. But how could one simply ignore such an incredibly impossible(well, possible) occurrence? Even she didn't have the mental fortitude to focus on her classwork at hand.

When the time came around to go to Astronomy Club, she apologized to her teacher and quietly left---and then after several minutes of this so called "spacey" walking, she arrived at the science room where the club was held. She peered in, seeing everyone who had arrived so far. Two people she wasn't too familiar with(Ashton and Katalina respectively) were there. She greeted King with an affectionately warming smile and a slight wave to Malcolm as she made her way to Jay and Scout, sitting behind the latter(and tapping her shoulder softly and smiling at her gently). Gerard was there too. "So this is where you ended up...", she had whispered to Jay as she had passed him before she sat down. But once she was seated, she pulled out some paper, a peacock feather adorned quill, and began writing---writing in cursive...and in great detail.

It was time for her to start accounting for everything that occurred to them, for better or for worse---and for later reference should something happen...spirits forbid.

The Mundane [Small-Town Teenage Superheroes]

"I never understood how much of a connection I had with the Moon. Ironic."

Location: Lincoln Memorial High [Floating the girl's bathroom]
Interacting With: @McHaggisJay, @SymphoniOlivia, @UndineAlice,

Okay. So Moon was floating several feet off the ground towards the ceiling. This had been established. She didn't exactly know how and she didn't exactly know why, but she most certainly suspected some kind of mystical natural phenomenon connected to the eclipse. How exactly could science explain such a biological disturbance connected to a freak eclipse? Special Powers? This was far beyond something Moon had ever traversed in. Moon's legs were dangling hopelessly upwards when Alice busted into the bathroom, "Alice, thank the spirits!", she relished at her best-friend's sudden entrance. Moon felt a sense of relief to have her crush and her best-friend here to help. But what was even more surprising was when Alice went into full commando. It was so unlike her. Typically timid and uncertain, it was quite a shock to the air suspended Moon to see Alice take on such a dominate role. Like, a mother bear coming to rescue her cub from danger. Moon felt a comforting warmth at the thought.

Taking a deep breath, she let go with her right hand and in a swift movement, gripped onto Alice's left. Alicia and Gerard, following the orders of commando barbie, heaved the unconscious girl onto their shoulders and proceeded to leave out the bathroom, and it seemed that in the same instance, someone else came in. An unknown girl in a dress with blonde. Shit. Moon seemed to have ignored or rather, not noticed the girl's joke. Which was such a bizarre thing to say, considering the situation. Eitherway, Moon had bigger concerns. But for a short second, something was wrong. She noticed that when she gripped Alice's hand, her body started floating upwards a bit more. Her aura was somehow saturating over to Alice and for a quick second, Alice would feel her feet lifting several inches off the ground.

Luckily, Jay quickly came to the rescue, utilizing his tall length to reach out and grip Moon's other hand. Her face changing to that of reprieve, she felt a fluttering relief to feel his hand around hers--and with a tug, his weight helped to stabilize her own elevating body and bring Alice back down to the ground before she got swept up in Moon's power. And steadily, Moon's lower half began to gently descend--until finally, her feet planted back onto the ground. Despite being back on the cold floor of the bathroom, she felt so unbelievably wobbly and disoriented. Her knees began to shake awkwardly as she tried to re-balance herself, and in something like an earthquake in her legs, she stumbled over, falling into Jay, and knocking him over with her.

There was an awkward silence when she realized she was laying right on top of him, her face only several inches away from his. She examined his face closely, her eyes met longingly with his. And in the heat of the moment, she pressed her lips against his gently. For several seconds she held them there--and then, she pulled her face away from his.

"Sorry--it's ummm...it's a french thing. And....merci.". Moon affectionately looked at Jay for several seconds longer before raising herself off of him and looking over to Alice.

Still feeling slightly awkward after kissing her crush, Moon lept over to her best friend and hugged her tightly, "Merci Alice!", she proclaimed thankfully, ending her thanks with a kiss on the forehead. She released her best friend and turned to look at all of them at once. The french girl could fly. Cool. And it seemed, she could perhaps levitate others and cause them to float too. Moon held her hands over her chest and spoke calmly in between deep breaths as she regained her composure.

"Okay. I believe you Jay", she directed towards him. "But, if you can somehow...I guess...teleport--and I can levitate, then who knows who else got some kind of special power. Hmmmm....".

She paused, tapping her lip aimlessly as her attention focused on the blonde girl. "Please don't say anything to anyone. Okay hun? We are just as confused as you are. We can't risk exposure", she suggested comprehensively. "But it still remains", she looked around to all of them in a mature and thoughtful manner, "that Jay and I have changed and others may have changed as well. So the question still stands, what do we do now?"

The Mundane [Small-Town Teenage Superheroes]

"I've always had an inexplicable attraction to the unknown and the mysteric"

Location: Lincoln Memorial High [In the girl's bathroom]
Interacting With: @McHaggisJay, @NalloreAlicia, @InertiaGerard, @UndineAlice mentioned

Moon had a parental cleverness about her, though sometimes this maternal instinct was drowned by her natural teenage enthusiasm and vitality. She really did want to help Jay. And still planned too, no question about it. So her plan, which initially wouldn't expose Jay, seemed to have put on hold when she saw Alicia come in with red paint on her hands. A mischievous smile was plastered over Alicia's face, which reactively made Moon step back away from the stall door and lean herself against the sink counter top. Alicia must of gotten the message as well she figured.

Quietly, Moon stood still in fascination and watched with a subtle smirk hidden behind two fingers that rested against her lips--her other arm rested across her torso. She relinquished command to Alicia. And though she would not participate, she surely wouldn't intervene in the girl's prank.

And then...

Grab, Squeal, Roll! It happened in the blink of an eye. Moon had no idea Jay could get so high-pitched. Must be the pink hair, she thought playfully. Chuckling within the palm of her hand, she leaned off from the counter-top and picked up Jay's skateboard that managed to escape from under his stall like a runaway car. As she rested it against the wall so it couldn't roll away again, her friend Gerard barged in. She raised a peculiar eyebrow at his abrupt presence and also in reaction to his comment, which as a feminist, didn't particularly sit right with her. Half-halfheartedly, she let out a slightly irritated huff.

Making her way over to him, she had her left arm crossed over chest and the her right pointer finger pressed against his chest--"Gerard, have you also lost your way? This is the girl's lavatory, less we forget", she hounded him in a motherly manner, her pointer finger poking him repeatedly in the chest as she said so.

She lifted her hand from his chest and walked back over to the stall Jay was 'trapped' in, "Besides, those names you came up with were sooooooo empty", she teased. Moon leaned her ear against the stall, and knocked on it once. "Honestly hun, you better go before a girl comes in here and sees you. This is sacred space. Feminine mystical energy only", she remarked to Gerard, pointing at the female only sign plastered on the door behind him.

"Speaking of feminine energy...", she mumbled, turning back to Jay's stall and knocking once more. Moon bit her lip mischievously and gave Alicia a big sister kind of wink.

"Emily! Emily!", she affectionately proclaimed from outside the stall, jumping up to get a brief glance at him. Moon managed a quick wave to Jay before she landed on the ground. She jumped again, forming her hands together into a heart. And on her third jump to look at his handsome face, she put up a peace sign, but this time, something else happened that immediately made her lose her mental focus. Instead of coming back down as normal, a gentle swirling of colourful iridescence flowed around her body and she floated upwards above the stall. The girl in the stall next to Jay shrieked as Moon, in a gasped attempt, gripped onto the top hinges of his stall to stop herself from floating up to the ceiling.

Moon's countenance was like that of someone who just saw a flying pig and when she looked to Jay in desperation, the girl in the next stall busted out in fright. She looked up at Moon hanging on for her dear life, let out a perplexed "Holy sh...", and then fainted near Alicia's feet. Moon, who was quite confused, but simultaneously scared and intrigued at the same time, looked to Gerard, then to Alicia, and then back to Jay. "Jay my love...please text Alice for me", she mumbled fearfully. And then for a brief moment, she thought back to last night when she swore she was floating above her bed for several seconds. But she had thought it was a dream. And now, she knew it was real. Unless this was a dream as well. Perhaps one of the Native American dream walks.....

Nah. Probably not.

Her body was still fighting to float up as she looked down at her friends calmly, but also terrified. "Okay---this is definitely happening, soooo..if someone could please help me get down before she wakes up. Or worse...someone else comes in here..."

She prayed to the divine spirits that no one would come in--unless it was Alice of course.

The Mundane [Small-Town Teenage Superheroes]

"I've always had an inexplicable attraction to the unknown and the mysteric"

Location: Lincoln Memorial High
Interacting With: @McHaggisJay, @UndineAlice through text

After dropping off her brother at middle school, the path to Lincoln Memorial was still relatively peaceful. It had been several minutes of twiddling with a dreamcatcher she was working on when she received a peculiar text from her favorite male friend. A particular someone she was romantically fond of, though she wasn't exactly sure if these feelings were reciprocated. Nonetheless, she found herself flutter off the ground for several seconds, before her feet returned softly back onto the concrete. She was so attuned to her phone, that she didn't even realize that she levitated several inches off the ground. With a swift click, she peeped open the message and then let out a deep chuckle. Moon was gently shaking her head from side to side as she responded...

To: Jay
Oh hunny. Just because you have pink hair does not mean you get special treatment to enter the girl's lavatory. lol Stay put love, I'll be there in a few minutes. Almost at school now.

P.S. How do you "accidentally" enter the girl's lavatory?

--Love & Spice, Moon

She then flipped over to a new screen and Alice's name popped up. This was too cute, she couldn't resist telling her.

To: Alice
Boys. I'm guessing you got his text too right? Jay "accidentally" waddled into the girl's lavatory. Should I save him or leave him to suffer a deathly humiliation?

Decisions decisions...lol Oh, btw, are you coming to the Astronomy meeting today? I think something weird is going on. That odd solar eclipse we talked about last night, I think it might have something to do with this strange feeling I've been having today. Do you feel as off as I do?

--Love & Spice, Moon

And with that, she placed her phone back into her messenger bag and looked around. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary or particularly interesting. If she had thought about it, she probably would have taken the route to school through the town graveyard. She felt an allure to the place, and found that traversing through it, empowered her with the spirits of the deceased. A bit far-fetched most would agree, but it was the spiritual connection she felt that drew her to such a place, and quite often. Even-though she knew none of the people on the names of the headstones.

Having finally arrived at the front doors of the school, she placed the dream-catcher back into her messenger bag and began searching the last stall of each girl's bathroom that she passed by. The bright lights, were a bit disorienting, cause after all, it was still morning. Unlike Cinderella(Alice), Moon wasn't as much of a sun-riser. In fact, as she her name might of suggested, she was more a night owl. The sound of a midnight rain and howling wolves was more than enough to satisfy her nightly ritual.

A peculiar set of unique shoes glimmered under the last bathroom stall. She had finally found the man she was looking for. Moon pulled her hair back and knocked softly on the stall door, "Emily, it's Moon. I got your text about your sore throat. Let's go ahead and get you to the nurse's office okay?"

Jay was the brainy type. At least clever enough. Surely he'd get that Moon was pretending he was a girl so he wouldn't have to speak and blow his cover. She just hoped no would come in as he came out.

The Mundane [Small-Town Teenage Superheroes]

"I've always had an inexplicable attraction to the unknown and the mysteric"

Location: Kitchen--->Verona Middle School--->Neighborhood St towards Lincoln Memorial High
Interacting With: Marin Vaudaveaux, Randolph Dutoit.

There was quite series of uncommon events that occurred in the life of Moon. For one, her mother worked as a fortuneteller at a hotel back in France. And by odd chance, her poor family garnered moderate wealth through the questionably authentic marriage of her mother and her stepfather. But when Moon's mother passed away and they moved to Verona in America, she never expected to witness what she did. Nor did she expect to have done what she did. Or at least, what she thinks she did. Maybe it was a dream.

On the previous night, as the gleam of the Sun was almost snuffed, the most wondrous natural phenomenon occurred. An Eclipse. Its eerie and magical glow melted through her open window and as soon as her eyes laid upon it. And as she rushed over to the vanity in her small wicca themed boudoir, she pulled out her book titled 'The Moon, The Sun, and Everything In Between'. In her rush to scroll through the pages of the book, she knocked over her signed portrait of Harry Potter--though she couldn't have cared less. And when she finally found the page she was looking for, she froze. It spoke of something ominous, something that could very well teeter on the lines of shadow and radiance. Moon shoved the book back into the drawer, dissatisfied, and returned to her room, lighting a mixture of mandrake stems, poppy blossoms, and tortoise shell scales for good luck, hung a newly handcrafted dreamcatcher over her bed for pleasant dreams and went to sleep. Or at least, she tried to. The image of the Eclipse festered and toggled within her mind for at least hour, followed by a relentless pain in her head, before her eyes finally gave way.

And when she woke up, she swore she had the craziest dream. Or at least, what she thought was a dream. A sensation, that for several seconds, she was floating over her bed. It felt so unbelievably real to her that she couldn't stop thinking about it. As she prepared breakfast for her younger brother Marin, who sat cheekily at the kitchen table with his face practically stuffed within the pages of his 'Cliffhanger and the Carnivorous Sheep: Vol 2' comic series, she squealed in pain as she pulled her hand away from the stove. In her thoughts, she hadn't realized that she had placed her hand a little to close to the heated countertop. It only took a second for her to feel the repercussions of her kitchen transgressions(NEVER put your hands on a hot stove).

The pain was immense, but she managed after covering her right hand with aloe vera and sterile gauze. Luckily, she was left-handed. "Dépêchez-vous et finir de manger mon amour . Vous avez pour se rendre à l'école tôt" [Quickly finish eating my love, you have to get to school early], she yelled from the bathroom as she finished wrapping her hand in the last strip of gauze. Her brother clapped his comic shut, grumbled, and stuffed it into his backpack and with his arms crossed, slouched over to the front door. "Je déteste l'école" [I hate school], he detested. Her brother, despite having plenty of friends, complained regularly about how boring it was.

Having gathered her own school books, she walked over to the front door, threw her autumn brown messenger bag over her shoulder, and looked her brother in the eyes. With an affectionately sarcastic smile, she simply replied, "Get over it". With a roll of his eyes, he walked out the door. Moon, who found his reaction quite satisfying, followed closely behind him and closed the door quietly as to not wake up her older brother--he went to sleep early yesterday after having spent the whole day finishing up on his college school work. He most likely didn't witness the eclipse. And it seemed her younger brother hadn't witnessed it either. She made a mental note to bring it up to them later. They'd most likely be jealous.

And that reminded her, tomorrow is the Memorial Ceremony. Though, she didn't have much of a connection to the individuals that were killed, her thoughts wondered to Everett and Tess. Despite how much of an asshole Everett was to her--for whatever reason she never understood--she still found herself able to sympathize and empathize with him. After all, she lost her mother as well. Father, unknown. And Tess, poor thing. After about a 15 minute walk, she had arrived at Verona Middle School. Dropping Marin off with an unwanted peck on the forehead, that he quickly wiped away with his sleeve, she continued on her way to the high school, opting to take a route that ran by several of her classmates homes. As she approached several of her classmates street, she pulled her hair up into a high ponytail(secured by a ornamental quill) that trailed midway down her back. Strands of curly bangs cutely framed her forehead and the sides of her face. Her ex-boyfriend often said she looked exceptionally beautiful when her hair was like this.

On her way to school, Moon had received the text for an in-prompt meeting in Astronomy Club today. Most certainly about the strange solar eclipse that manifested last night. But in all honestly, this was right up her ally. Moon had a second sense for the bizarre and the strange. There was something very peculiar, very mysterious, and very odd about this day....

The Mundane [Small-Town Teenage Superheroes]

Nice intro post. Post coming soon from Moon.

The Mundane [Small-Town Teenage Superheroes]

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Awh. I started a CS, too XD (unless those few people working on CSes includes me?)

@Wade Wilson

I remember u saying u were working on ur CS before the cut off, so u should be fine. confirm it with the GM tho to be sure.

The Mundane [Small-Town Teenage Superheroes]

No rush! :)