Sylar and Meghan - Vicinity of the Pub - Haywood Scouts/Tyler(Thomas)/Luke/Reggie/Etc.
Sylar looked down on the street below, observing the large group of well-armed survivors that went towards the hotel. "Meghan, gimme your rifle." Meghan crept over, sliding the Remington 700 from her shoulder and thrusting it towards him. They'd received the weapon from the outpost armory for their hunting trips, one of the ways that the community received food. Normally, they would have a vehicle, but they'd left the truck several miles back in the woods when they'd first spotted the group and decided to trail them. Sylar took the wooden-framed rifle and peered down the on-kilter scope.
Sylar's breath caught when he caught sight of the hotel windows. He could just see through the boards enough to make out a face. "You're kidding me..." In the window of the hotel, Sylar made out the face of Luke, hiding from the group. He could also see the face of two other men and a young woman. "Meghan, gimme the radio!"
"What's wrong?" Meghan took her rucksack off and slid it to the ground, fishing out the emergency radio and found the channel that outpost kept all radios on; frequency 4. Sylar looked back down momentarily, if look was there, so were Reggie and Simon...
"Luke and Reggie are down there." He grabbed the radio and pushed to talk. "Luke, Reggie, do you two read me? It's Sylar and Meghan. Yeah, surprise, we're here too. I think you've already figured out that there's large group right outside you." Sylar could feel sweat running down his neck. "Meghan and I have been tracking these guys for several hours, we started well before sundown." Sylar glanced around the night sky. "They don't have a huge surplus of ammo but they're still well armed... I'm on the roof two buildings across from you guys in the hotel. I think we all know that they won't be friendly if they find you... Is there anyway we can help from the roof?"
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- Dungeons and Dragons (Real RPG)
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- Film (Currently in Film School)
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- Good Rappers (J. Cole, Kendrick Lamar, Joyner Lucas, etc.)
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Can we decide on a time of year that we're in right now? I like winter, personally....
Conner slid out of his bed, his feet touching the carpet floor. He looked at his clock... he'd waken up about ten minutes earlier than usual. He picked up his dark grey T-shirt that was strewn on the floor. He stood up and ran a hand through his brown hair, then turned and proceeded into the bathroom. He could feel a little bit of hair protruding from his chin and face, but it wasn't time to shave yet. He quickly brushed his teeth and returned the brush to the mug on the side of his sink. Turning the light off, he left his room and proceeded into the hallway, barefoot like he was most of the time.
The institute's hallways were lively with kids flaunting there powers here and there, accompanied by an annoying objection from Mr. Logan. As Conner passed, the man, he nodded respectfully, "Mornin' Mr. Logan." The man was purely intimidating. It wasn't his height, what with Mr. Logan around 5'4 and Conner at 6'2. What intimidated most people was his size. He was 5'4, but probably somewhere around 300 pounds... it put Conner's 180 pounds to shame.
As he walked down the hallway, he contemplated what he should do today... he didn't have any classes today, so he was free... He proceed down the hall toward the Kitchen, the faint scent of coffee meandering to his nose. He went forward, into the kitchen. He saw Scott, another teacher whom he refused to call "Mr.". He turned around and his eyebrows lifted from behind his deeply tinted shades. Those shades were the only thing between Conner and deadly laser that blasted from Scott's eyes. "Coffee?" Scott asked.
"Yeah, thanks." He grabbed a mug from the cabinet and Scott filled the mug with hot coffee from the pot. Conner poured a bit of creamer into the cup and pun his finger quickly around the rim of the mug. A small whirlwind formed in the middle of the liquid and mixed the creamer with the coffee.
"You could use a straw, you know that, right?" Scott laughed before leaving the kitchen. Conner smiled to himself... He didn't know why, but he was comfortable, here... this was his home....
The institute's hallways were lively with kids flaunting there powers here and there, accompanied by an annoying objection from Mr. Logan. As Conner passed, the man, he nodded respectfully, "Mornin' Mr. Logan." The man was purely intimidating. It wasn't his height, what with Mr. Logan around 5'4 and Conner at 6'2. What intimidated most people was his size. He was 5'4, but probably somewhere around 300 pounds... it put Conner's 180 pounds to shame.
As he walked down the hallway, he contemplated what he should do today... he didn't have any classes today, so he was free... He proceed down the hall toward the Kitchen, the faint scent of coffee meandering to his nose. He went forward, into the kitchen. He saw Scott, another teacher whom he refused to call "Mr.". He turned around and his eyebrows lifted from behind his deeply tinted shades. Those shades were the only thing between Conner and deadly laser that blasted from Scott's eyes. "Coffee?" Scott asked.
"Yeah, thanks." He grabbed a mug from the cabinet and Scott filled the mug with hot coffee from the pot. Conner poured a bit of creamer into the cup and pun his finger quickly around the rim of the mug. A small whirlwind formed in the middle of the liquid and mixed the creamer with the coffee.
"You could use a straw, you know that, right?" Scott laughed before leaving the kitchen. Conner smiled to himself... He didn't know why, but he was comfortable, here... this was his home....
I'm assuming we have free reign with other teachers (Storm, Hank, Scott, etc.)
Oh! Phew I thought I was just plain dumb for a second! XD
CallaLily180 said
Hello there! Thank you Kaalee. I will start making my masterpiece. Because, I can. ....*Squints* Maybe.
Hello, Calla.... I'm here too... (Panda's Brother... Walking Dead RP)
Myst said
I fragging HATE life right now^ food poisoning talking here...-Sincerely, a very unhappy kitty ;__;
Poor girl, I sympathize with you. Food poisoning sucks.
I have added the requirements to my CS. Can't wait to start
We'd quite love to have you join our group! Unless I am horribly misguided, we're still accepting.
Name: Conner Outlaw
AKA: None
Age: 17
Appearance:
Status: Student
Years Attended: 3
Bio:
Conner grew up in a family of seven, but all of his siblings are out of the house. Conner grew up in the suburbs of the city and lived a relatively normal life. That is, until he discovered his ability to control the wind. His mom saw it as a curse, but his father and brothers saw it as a gift. The brothers encouraged him to try and harness it and control it, to use it to his advantage, but overtime, his mom wanted him to hide it. Over time, he and his mother grew distant, and she began to pretend like he didn't exist.
When Professor Xavier came to Conner's family, his mother almost forced him to go to the school. Though at first, he was unwilling, Conner ended up going to the school so that he could be among other gifted people - Mutants, as Xavier called them.
Family/loved ones?: Aaron Outlaw(Father), Regina Outlaw(Mother), Carley Outlaw(Sister), James Outlaw(Brother), Samuel Outlaw(Brother), Kyle Outlaw(Brother)
Personality: Conner tends to keep to himself, but isn't insecure. He is willing to make friends, but he isn't the first person to greet newcomers. He holds a deep respect for people like Xavier and Logan.
Powers/Abilities: Conner can cause wind to move in any direction he wants on command. When he does so, the irises of his eyes glow a tad brighter than normal/
Other: He loves to read and one day wants to be an author.
AKA: None
Age: 17
Appearance:
Status: Student
Years Attended: 3
Bio:
Conner grew up in a family of seven, but all of his siblings are out of the house. Conner grew up in the suburbs of the city and lived a relatively normal life. That is, until he discovered his ability to control the wind. His mom saw it as a curse, but his father and brothers saw it as a gift. The brothers encouraged him to try and harness it and control it, to use it to his advantage, but overtime, his mom wanted him to hide it. Over time, he and his mother grew distant, and she began to pretend like he didn't exist.
When Professor Xavier came to Conner's family, his mother almost forced him to go to the school. Though at first, he was unwilling, Conner ended up going to the school so that he could be among other gifted people - Mutants, as Xavier called them.
Family/loved ones?: Aaron Outlaw(Father), Regina Outlaw(Mother), Carley Outlaw(Sister), James Outlaw(Brother), Samuel Outlaw(Brother), Kyle Outlaw(Brother)
Personality: Conner tends to keep to himself, but isn't insecure. He is willing to make friends, but he isn't the first person to greet newcomers. He holds a deep respect for people like Xavier and Logan.
Powers/Abilities: Conner can cause wind to move in any direction he wants on command. When he does so, the irises of his eyes glow a tad brighter than normal/
Other: He loves to read and one day wants to be an author.
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