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@Shard To make things italicized you have have to code them like this (minus the * signs).

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Your post is littered with these: [i]Things that aren't showing up as italicized[i]
Lucy Parker

Michelle of course took the bed by the window. Slightly disappointed Lucy moved her luggage to her side of the room. Well if Michelle wanted the window bed it would be her fault if she got woken up when Lucy took to the terrace in the middle of the night. Michelle gathered all of her belongings and very methodically organized them on her side of the room. Great Lucy got stuck with the neat freak. Not that Lucy kept her room a mess on purpose. It just sort of got that way over time and Lucy really didn't have the drive to clear it all up.

While Michelle was putting her stuff away Lucy walked to a mirror that was hanging on the wall of her side and pulled off her aviators. Her angle to the mirror was such that Michelle couldn't see anything but the back of Lucy's head. Lucy examined her eyes in the mirror. There normal rain forest green had a bright ring of violet surrounding her pupil. She signed inwardly. It didn't really surprise her after all she was still getting a strong 'this girl is not worth my time' vibe off Michelle. This was going to be one hell of a year. Lucy slipped the aviators back onto her face.

Lucy went into her bag and found a six pack of vanilla coke that her brother had packed for her. He took frequent road trips down to the states and he always brought her some of this liquid heaven back with him. They didn't sell it in Canada for some reason but Lucy loved it so much. It had something that normal coke didn't and the caffeine helped with her powers.

Lucy took a couple of sips from the coke and her headache died down some. She could still hear Michelle's less than flattering thoughts loud and clear but at least those of the surrounding kids mulling about in the halls had mostly gone away.

Michelle started a conversation by asking about Lucy's past. It wasn't exactly unexpected, they'd be sleeping ten feet away for the next ten months and they knew next to nothing about one another. But when Michelle picked at her army jacket Lucy bristled with anger. Why did other girls think that fashion was so important anyways? If she wanted to wear an army jacket and ride round on a skateboard that was her choice. Did it make her somehow better if she wore the latest trend and hung out down at the soda shop. No it just meant she was spending way too much money on something she didn't need and wouldn't serve her well and wasting her time. Lucy tried not to let her response be an angry one but it was ever so hard.

"So what if I did think it was fashionable Michelle? Is that problem?" Lucy cooled slightly, after all there wasn't any inherent ill will in the question. Lucy should just treat it like any other question unless it was made clear that Michelle actually meant it as an insult which nothing in her tone or her mind suggested it was. It seemed more like she was just lame at conversation starters. Lucy sighed. "Truth is, the jacket belonged to my Dad, it's warm, it's got a lot of pockets and it doesn't mess me up when I'm on my board. It's functional."

Lucy got a strong sense that Michelle didn't want her to ask any questions in return which was completely unfair. If Michelle wanted to dive into Lucy's past then Lucy had as much right to question Michelle's. "What about you? What's it like hailing from Themiscyra?"
Lucy Parker

There was one thing that Lucy truly hated about her power, it wasn't the headaches or the mass of voices when she was faced with a crowd, it wasn't the way it constantly distracted her or even how it had distanced her from her father. The thing that Lucy truly hated about it was that it told her what people thought about her before they even opened there mouths.

Lucy had a certain look about her, she knew it. The aviators, the army jacket, ripped jeans, skateboard, converse, they painted a certain picture about her and Lucy knew it and she didn't have a problem with it. Girls were free to assume whatever they wanted about Lucy when they first saw her and most of the time after getting to know her a bit better they ended up liking her, or hating her with a fiery passion but usually that wasn't cause of her looks. All of that was normal but it was complicated by the fact that Lucy could pick out which people thought she was a self entitled brat before either of them started a conversation. How were you supposed to try and befriend someone when you knew they didn't think highly of you just by being in the same room with them.

When Lucy's roommate walked into the dorm Lucy got a read on her immediately. It wasn't a thought so much as a general annoyance at Lucy's presence though if Lucy had to translate it into words it would likely have read something along the lines of 'Oh great it's Army Jacket. Didn't I have any other options?' If they had passed each other in the halls or even had the same classes together no doubt neither of them would even have said a word to the other but it looked like since they would be stuck sharing a room for the next ten months that despite Michelle's first impressions she was going to give Lucy a chance which was welcome.

Despite the clearly aggressive stance Michelle took in front of Lucy's bed the girl in the army greens still wanted to make this work. Doing her best to pretend she hadn't heard Michelle's first impressions Lucy stood up. After all it wasn't like hers were much more flattering, seven foot African American girl she looked like she'd popped of the pages of Conan the Barbarian but putting that aside. "Must of yeah, We haven't been formally introduced, I'm Lucy Parker." Lucy glanced around the room. "I got here like two minutes ago, haven't really set anything up. Did you want the bed by the window?" In all honesty Lucy was really hoping that Michelle was good with the one by the wall. Lucy felt safer if she could go out onto the terrace at night without disturbing anyone... And she was hoping that she could use it as a back door though she hadn't had a chance to inspect how climbable it was.
I don't think we should spend too long on it but I don't think we should skip it completely either.
@Prince of Seraphs: I edited it. I feel like, in return, I should let you know that Beth is far shorter than a ten or twelve year old though. Lucy would be being very generous to guess that she was either of those ages. :3


My apologies I really only skimmed her character sheet, I edited it on both posts for you.
Lucy Parker

One of the girls at the table, the six year old one nodded that Lucy could sit down as she continued her conversation with the giantess. Lucy set her food on the table and took three huge gulps from one of the colas which calmed her nerves and dulled the intensity of the voices. Lucy hadn't eaten since the plane ride before the boat and now she was starved.

Lucy considered taking her aviators and gloves off to eat but then thought better of it. With so many people around and the voices she was hearing her powers must be going nuts which also meant that violet swirls would be mixed in with the green of Lucy's eyes and that wasn't exactly something that she liked explaining to people. 'Oh yeah my eyes are purple cause I'm in the process of invading your mind sorry.' Not going to happen here. The gloves well, that wasn't a Pandora's Box Lucy felt like explaining to anyone... ever. The scars on her hands were a sign of a lot of things Lucy would rather forget and in a place like this where she was getting a fresh start Lucy didn't see any reason to drag that past with her.

Lucy laid into the pizza first. It was cheese in incredibly gooey. Lucy didn't eat sloppily but she ate quickly. There wasn't a reason why she should spend anymore time eating than she had to, after all there were other things that she could be doing, like getting out of here before all the minds crowding hers drove her nuts. At this thought Lucy took another swig from her pop.

Her pizza finished Lucy started to eat her pasta with very quickly. She considered weighing in on the conversation taking place in front of her but most of it was about where people came from, why they were here and such things which wasn't really something that Lucy wanted to talk about. In another moment an announcement came over the intercom advising students to move to the reception area to get there room number and dorm mates assigned. Not long after this the little girl departed no doubt for the reception area.

Lucy quickly ate three fork fulls of poutine before she gathered her bag and her skateboard and stood up. She assumed someone would deal with the dishes. "It was good to meet you," she said nodding to the giantess. "Hopefully we'll get a chance to talk more." With that Lucy left the area. She was curious to see her room and her roommate.

Having arrived a little late there was already a que when she got there. Lucy got in line trying to ignore the nervous surprise of the boy at the front of the line or the boredom emanating off of several people scattered throughout the room. It was going to be a long year. When Lucy got the front the ancient look receptionist issued her a key. "Name?" she asked none to pleasantly. "Lucy Parker."

"Ah huh, Lucy Parker... You'll be staying with Michelle Gallus dear." Lucy stood there for a second looking at the key. "Why don't you move it along, there are other people waiting." The receptionist said shooing Lucy along. Lucy rolled her eyes. "Maybe you should try being polite ever now and again miss, just because your skin looks like you've been bathing for sixty years isn't any reason to get snappy."

This garnered a shocked expression from the receptionist and Lucy quickly moved on before that could turn to anger. If the receptionist wanted to get Lucy in trouble she had her name after all.

Lucy made her way to her room and unlocked the door. There stuff must have been brought up from the boat by some of the staff cause Lucy's suitcase was laying against one of the walls. Lucy collapsed onto the bed by the window. So this was life now. Lucy wondered if she could handle it. Scaling a twenty foot rock wall free style, that was easy. School, that was were the real terror set in.
You don't really under - if Mika copies two similar powers, they'll combine together. So I assume that her current telepathic abilities will receive a boost.


Per my earlier statement I don't think Mika would want Lucy's powers. It would be like listening to headphones on low volume then suddenly you've got a boom box on max volume blasting in your ear.

I am more interested in what happens if two telepaths read each others minds at the same time.


I think there are two probable outcomes. Either two telepaths trying to read each others minds would hear absolutely nothing like two standing waves cancelling each other out or they would get everything with no coherent order or relevancy to what they were looking for, like a tidal wave.

Well, the only person that would be logically skilled enough to shield their mind would be Mika (She's probably the most skilled Telepath out of the three). She'd be able to shield her minds much better when she absorbs Kana's and/or Lucy's power.


Trust me she's not going to want Lucy's power. Mika is currently limited to one person at a time and is very specific and precise about her mind reading. Lucy on the other hand has a massive range comparatively and almost no control over what thoughts she's taking in. Mika uses her power like a laser pointer while Lucy is like a flood light.
@TaliPaendrag should probably mention Lucy's wearing aviators so Beth wouldn't be able to tell her eyes color. Just a head ups.
Hey can everybody shield there thoughts from telepaths just by thinking about it or is that just Zoe cause of her invisibility power? Personally I would think that thinking 'the telepath can't read my mind, the telepath can't read my mind," would just make it louder for the telepath but that's just me.
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