Whirlwind

|Heroes Among Us|

Dixie had managed to find her footing and began brushing herself off, the red of her face still warming her whole body while she smacked at the dirt on her outfit. She thought she heard someone open the door though, and stopped to look up. Her eyes slowly widened, face paling slightly and teeth clenching. A look of fear if there ever was one. She swallowed and continued to look terrified at the metal creature until it spoke, greeting her and asking if she was alright. She slowly blinked a few times, eyes fixated on the thing. A few moments of silence passed before she opened her mouth and tried to remember how to move her tongue.

”Um, yes, I’m fine,” she squeaked with her accent, voice practically where only dogs could hear by how high it had gone in her nervousness. She cleared her throat, trying to bring her voice back down to a normal tone. She had just never seen a… a robot creature? It was certainly intimidating. Perhaps it was friendly though. She tentatively decided it was probably a very nice… thing, as it had asked her if she was alright after all. And she didn’t want to be rude. She was just about to introduce herself when she heard car door after car door as others pulled up. The red returned to the apples of her cheeks as she cast her eyes downwards and moved back up the steps to her things, a slightly shaking hand gripping their handle.

She was taking a deep breath, still not looking anyone in the eye when a boy ran past her and hit the doors to the mansion and fell on his rear end himself, odd shapes appearing around his head. Dixie looked mortified for him, her hands having covered her mouth in shock, but the man seemed to be perfectly fine… physically. Mentally she could not even dare to guess. ”Are… are you alright?” she asked the guy, confusion in her features as she peered into the mansion at him, as she had been right next to the doors anyway. She dared to look up and around at the others who had started to gather after asking him but glanced down at the ground again before anyone else could look her in the eyes.

Circus of Freaks?

I'm not too impatient to wait for another person or two.

A School for Deities.

harinezumikouken said
Relevant

That's not terrifying in the slightest...

Circus of Freaks?

PajkaNight said
No that would be good enough. ^.^ I didn't know how many tattoos she had. Looooove tattoos though. XD

Awesome ^_^ I do too. Not brave enough for a full body of them though, haha.

A School for Deities.

Evera sat on the bus, a contented look on her face despite being tired. She watched as a man got on the bus, different from the one she’d passed getting on board. This one had a bandana on and wore a nice amount of black, making her wonder if he was a bit sad, or mischievous. The color tended to follow ones mood after all. She wore a lot of camel, beige colors. Rather plain and boring though easy on the eye. She supposed that’s how she felt most of the time. Rather usual but content.

After the older man the boy she’d passed getting on sauntered on, a lot more confidence now than he’d seemed to have when standing at the threshold of this new experience, talking very roughly to the man who was scratching his chin. Her eyes opened a hair more in surprise at his tone, wondering if he was grumpy. Perhaps he was the one in need of a nap.

Just as she was contemplating the two men, someone said boo behind her and she jumped slightly, looking in surprise behind her. She saw a spirit and smiled, thinking him apparently quite impish and funny, floating about and warning them of evildoing. ”Why hello there. Yes I’m a new student I suppose,” she said calmly. ”My name is Evera. What is yours?” she asked curiously. She could only imagine how her parents would envy her at this moment, speaking to a ghost. She did not respond to his threat against evil doing either, as she wasn’t sure she was a good doer or an evil doer… she supposed she was simply somewhere between like most people.

While waiting for the boy’s response, another male entered, heading straight to the back with his head down. Her smile fell a bit, a look of concern replacing it, wondering if the boy was despondent or just shy. But as he pulled out a book and buried his face in it, she shrugged and supposed it was just shyness, and perhaps by his actions he wished to be left alone. How sad. Hopefully one of them could befriend him. She was brought back to her current conversation by a nasally Ew making her look at the first boy in surprise once more. Well, perhaps he wouldn’t be very pleasant.

A School for Deities.

Dun dun dun!

Circus of Freaks?

PajkaNight said
That's awesome. What would make her a freak? It doesn't have to be very big, for example, she could even just be a social outcast or whatever.

Oh I was saying the tats would be what makes her a freak. Like, practically neck down covered in tattoos. Should I include more?

A School for Deities.

Aw, I feel bad for Andrew XD

Circus of Freaks?

PajkaNight said
Definitely! Is she going to be a contortionist-like acrobat?

Sure, I was thinking very Cirque du Soleil, with contortion, tight rope, dancing, tricks on unicycles, etc. :)

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