"Well, what now?" Bay asks, looking over at Genevieve. "You're the one with the brilliant ideas. What do we do now?" Genevieve fumes and she knows her eyes turn dark red. She growls at him and he narrows his eyes right back at her. She grits her teeth and forces herself to calm back down. Her eyes return to their normal color and she looks around. Suddenly, there's a wisp sound against the floor and she turns around to see another letter slide under the door. She raises an eyebrow and walks over to it, picking it up. She opens it and begins to read it aloud.
"Dear Gemstones," it starts. "I fear that you will have to wait a little bit to meet me. I was hoping that when you all came together, you would be working together immediately. Obviously I overestimated the power of teenage will. So, for the time being, you will be in this house alone and without guidance until you learn to work together and live together. There are six rooms in this house where you all will be staying, one for every two of you. Your gemstone and the gemstone of the person that you will be staying with is on the door. As an added fact, there are room throughout the house that you should not go into, all of the third floor for example. But most of the second and first floor you may go into. The second floor is built for training, your powers mostly. There is a room for mind training and a room for physical training and rooms for each of your individual powers that you may train in.
“You’re probably wondering why there are only half of the Gemstones in the room. Well, the others have been a little… late in getting their letters. But no matter. Continue on as you would if all of you were there. The others will be showing up later. Please, do training and work together. But don’t kill each other. That means you, Roxy. Signed, R.K.” Genevieve finishes the letter. “Well, I guess he gave us what we’re supposed to do next. Let’s go find our rooms and roommates.”
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The ghost in black said
could i join
Yeah! We still need two more people. That would be great.
Approved. We're all in the meeting room, introducing ourselves if you want to join.
“Make sure those tanks are nice and clean, River!” her father yells to her. River smiles as she jumps down into the tank with a scuba suit on. She swims to the front of the tank, scrubbing the inside of it with a sponge. She looks over her shoulder and sees her bright red hair floating up around her face. She moves it aside and sees a few of the fish swimming toward her. She smiles at them, hoping to not frighten them and draws some fish feed out of a pocket on her scuba suit. She scatters it in the water near her and soon a bunch of fish are swimming near her, eating up the feed.
She grins and continues to wipe down the tank. Once she’s done, she swims back up to the surface of the tank. She takes a big gulp of air and crawls out of the tank with the help of one of the workers at the aquarium. She looks at her father and her mother and smiles at them. They are whispering a few feet over and looking over at her. She walks over to them. “What’s going on?”
“We were thinking… that you’ve been doing such a good job in the aquarium lately that we should take a vacation!” her father says.
“Vacation?” she says.
“For a week, up at that Brie ski resort near Lake Tahoe. We were thinking that we would close the aquarium for a week and head up there. How does that sound?”
River smiles and jumps on her parents, giving both of them hugs. “That sounds amazing! Let’s do it!”
Peter shrugs off his jacket, setting it down on a chair. He runs a hand through his hair, yawning with exhaustion. He had stayed at the recreational center until ten o’clock, when it closed. He works with the boys for as long as they want and more of them kept coming, so he stayed later than he normally does. He kicks off his shoes and lays down in a chair. He looks around his lonely apartment and sighs. He hasn’t had a girlfriend since his high school days and he doesn’t talk to his parents much. He doesn’t exactly feel connected to them.
He sighs and puts his head in his hands. He just needs to be away from the city for a bit. He loved the kids, but he wanted to connect with his inner kid once more. He has always wanted to go back to those kid days, the ones that he can’t really remember all that well. He bites the insides of his cheeks and suddenly, there’s a knock on his door. He raises his eyebrow and sits up. Something slides underneath his door. He stands up and walks to the door, opening it. There’s no one there. He narrows his eyes and then shuts the door again. He notices a letter on the floor. He kneels down and picks it up. He sees that it is a flyer for a ski resort up in Lake Tahoe.
Maybe this is where I need to go, just to get away for a while he thinks. He then walks away to start packing.
Captain Hooke frowns, staring down at the bowl. There was still no luck in finding that tricksy pixie that kept illuding his grasp. He sighs and scratches his head with his hook. He frowned. Those pixies were always rebelling against him and he doesn't understand why. He has tried to make everything nice for them and for what? So they rebel against him. There has never been a better leader here.
He stares down at the scrying bowl again and murmurs the pixie name. Once again, it comes up as a red rose and nothing more. He frowns and sighs, leaning back in his chair. First thing in the morning, he would head ashore and search by himself for those darn pixies.
Ursula stares down at the bowl again, her tentacles waving around the base of it. She growls. Still no luck in finding Triton. She turns to the trident and crown sitting by her throne. What she wouldn’t give to have that little jerk back here. She needed to finish what she started by handing Triton over to that dark wizard, which was a mistake. She needed to take that jerk out of the picture so he wouldn't take her throne. Permanently.
She turns toward the trident. She has yet to wield it since the dark days, when the Dark Queen first came over the waters. It was too powerful for her then, but she has learned and has been training herself in the way of magic. She may be able to control it enough for her to find Triton, especially if the Dark One has a spell on him to shield him from her. She grabs the trident and a surge of power goes through her. She smiles maniacally. I will savor this. I love this. she thinks before waving the trident over the pot. She smiles and approaches.
She grins and continues to wipe down the tank. Once she’s done, she swims back up to the surface of the tank. She takes a big gulp of air and crawls out of the tank with the help of one of the workers at the aquarium. She looks at her father and her mother and smiles at them. They are whispering a few feet over and looking over at her. She walks over to them. “What’s going on?”
“We were thinking… that you’ve been doing such a good job in the aquarium lately that we should take a vacation!” her father says.
“Vacation?” she says.
“For a week, up at that Brie ski resort near Lake Tahoe. We were thinking that we would close the aquarium for a week and head up there. How does that sound?”
River smiles and jumps on her parents, giving both of them hugs. “That sounds amazing! Let’s do it!”
Peter shrugs off his jacket, setting it down on a chair. He runs a hand through his hair, yawning with exhaustion. He had stayed at the recreational center until ten o’clock, when it closed. He works with the boys for as long as they want and more of them kept coming, so he stayed later than he normally does. He kicks off his shoes and lays down in a chair. He looks around his lonely apartment and sighs. He hasn’t had a girlfriend since his high school days and he doesn’t talk to his parents much. He doesn’t exactly feel connected to them.
He sighs and puts his head in his hands. He just needs to be away from the city for a bit. He loved the kids, but he wanted to connect with his inner kid once more. He has always wanted to go back to those kid days, the ones that he can’t really remember all that well. He bites the insides of his cheeks and suddenly, there’s a knock on his door. He raises his eyebrow and sits up. Something slides underneath his door. He stands up and walks to the door, opening it. There’s no one there. He narrows his eyes and then shuts the door again. He notices a letter on the floor. He kneels down and picks it up. He sees that it is a flyer for a ski resort up in Lake Tahoe.
Maybe this is where I need to go, just to get away for a while he thinks. He then walks away to start packing.
Captain Hooke frowns, staring down at the bowl. There was still no luck in finding that tricksy pixie that kept illuding his grasp. He sighs and scratches his head with his hook. He frowned. Those pixies were always rebelling against him and he doesn't understand why. He has tried to make everything nice for them and for what? So they rebel against him. There has never been a better leader here.
He stares down at the scrying bowl again and murmurs the pixie name. Once again, it comes up as a red rose and nothing more. He frowns and sighs, leaning back in his chair. First thing in the morning, he would head ashore and search by himself for those darn pixies.
Ursula stares down at the bowl again, her tentacles waving around the base of it. She growls. Still no luck in finding Triton. She turns to the trident and crown sitting by her throne. What she wouldn’t give to have that little jerk back here. She needed to finish what she started by handing Triton over to that dark wizard, which was a mistake. She needed to take that jerk out of the picture so he wouldn't take her throne. Permanently.
She turns toward the trident. She has yet to wield it since the dark days, when the Dark Queen first came over the waters. It was too powerful for her then, but she has learned and has been training herself in the way of magic. She may be able to control it enough for her to find Triton, especially if the Dark One has a spell on him to shield him from her. She grabs the trident and a surge of power goes through her. She smiles maniacally. I will savor this. I love this. she thinks before waving the trident over the pot. She smiles and approaches.
Ok, question. So I'm having one of the guardians send Peter a letter/flyer to go to lake tahoe, the ski resort and have him meet Elsa and Ariel there. Is that okay?
Bay clears his throat. "Bay. Garnet." He leans back in his chair, glaring across the floor at Genevieve before looking around the room. There are still a few people who have yet to introduce themselves. He grits his teeth and waits.
Sure. That's fine with me
Hey guys! We still need three more people to be gemstones! If I have more people interested than I thought and we go over, I might consider putting in a second team, but they would have to be the opposite gender of the person who was originally that gemstone. I hope that's okay with everyone. Serving as a BUMP as well.
Violet glares at the guy that yawned. She actually wanted to learn something and it was noticeable that this guy is just going to be a twit. She smiles slyly and presses her hand against the seat of the chair. The shadows that were dancing around her hand slowly flow over the young man. If you're so tired she thought. Why don't you stay put? The thin strips of shadow wrap around his arms and legs before solidifying and trapping him to the chair. She smiles and calls the rest of the shadows back to her, putting them in her vial once more.
Nallore said
Viscire's post.
Okay then...
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