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JustRae ((Contraptional Hiatus))
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Feb 15, 2024 01:55PM
"Identical. Except that she's got brown eyes and I have green. And I think I'm an inch or so taller, but she doesn't ever stand still enough to know." Nyala remarked, leaning backwards in her chair slightly. She laughed to herself, "What about you? Any siblings?" She asked.
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-he nodded- " Yea, i've got a brother somewhere, he's been in and out of jail, multiple charges against him, he is what the pros call a minor villain, not dangerous but not completly harmfull, however, his quirk is dangerous, ive seen it at work" -he smiled then- " Lets not talk about the dark stuff"
"Sss. Sorry, I didn't mean to bring stuff up." Nyala says truthfully, but is a little intrigued by what he meant by a dangerous quirk. "So, um, do you have any hobbies?" She said, trying to simultaneously lighten the mood and change the subject.
-he shrugged- " No worries" -he nodded, and looked enlightened- " Yep!! I like fixing cars, and boxing. Boxing is really fun" -he laughed- " What about you? Got any hobbies?"
Nyala laughed lightly, "Um... I like plants? And music, I play guitar, but not as well as Lyana, I think she's up to six? Seven instruments?" Nyala said, realizing that she needed more hobbies, "And reading, of course." She tacked onto the silence.
-he nodded- " Wow, six or seven instruments? i couldnt do it, too much stuff to remember-" -he said shaking his head, he took a drink from his cup he had clipped to his jeans-
"Yeah, me neither, she's just really good at music and stuff. I just play guitar. And barely, too." Nyala said, wondering if he should have drinks in the library, "I guess she just picked up where I left off, who knows?" She said, trainling off slightly, thinking about her twin.
-he smiled- " You love your sister, its in your eyes" -then he jumped up in his seat, sitting straight- " Ohhh, im curious, whats your quirk??" -he said, then paused- " wait- if you have one..-"
"Yeah, I do! She's the one who really gets me, ya know?" Nyala says, leaving off the part that Lyana was the only one that really got her. "Chlorokenesis. It allows us to 'control and manipulate the growth of plants.' It's been passed down in my family for a very long time." Nyala says, not mentioning who her family was or exactly how long.
-he nods, then smiles- " thats a cool quirk, you could be called the forester or something-" -he chuckled internally at his lame name, then he sighed, leaning back- " God, im bored-"
Nyala laughed, she knew as soon as she graduated, she'd go straight back to the village. It was customary to get training and then disappear off the grid in her family, they'd been doing it for decades. She sighed, wondering what they could do, "Wanna play twenty questions or something?" She asked, hoping that it wasn't weird.
-he shrugged- " Dunno how to play but i'll do my best" -he admitted, and sat forward, elbows on the table, he really wanted to go spar with toyo, they were almost on the same level, this should be intresting though-
"It's alright if you don't want to, it was just a suggestion." Nyala responded, waving the request off. She could tell he was wanting to do something else, but didn't press. She wasn't very good at most things, like Lyana, which they both acknowledged, but she liked to be around people, no matter who or where.
-he shook his head- " No no, i wanna, just thinking about someone, i usually spar with my friend in the field, every now and then i find a dummy to demolish" -he smiled- " So, how do we play this 'twenty questions' ?"
"So basically, we take turns asking and answering yes or no questions, and once each of us has asked twenty, we've gotten to know enough about each other so that we don't get bored out of our minds!" Nyala says, laughing again, and getting shushed by the librarian.
"alright, I think i understand. " -he paused and looked at his watch- " You go first" -he said chuckling that she got shushed. He had never been shushed, but he had been warned about letting spare sparks fly near the books. He tried impressing a girl and was suspended for it-
"Um, shoot. Hm... What is, your favorite, color?" Nyala asked slowly, trying to come up with a question quickly. She was subconsciously wondering where her sister was. She was usually nearby, but in the past couple of days, she'd wandered more than she ever had before.
"i'd have to go with red. Now... What aboyt you? Your favorite color." -he said straightening his back, he got pains and cramps all the time if he didnt move around alot. He also had adhd so it made it all harder to not move, or even run, around-
"Blue, probably." Nyala responded, "Okay, it's your turn, the color one doesn't count as your turn." She smiled, wondering if he was alright. She noted his shifting and wondered if he was really bored or really uncomfotable.
-he groaned- " Damn alright, uhmmmm" -he thought for another moment- " Whats your favorite animal?" -he asked intrigued, he put his chinn on his hands, elbows on the table-
"Animal? Um, hold up, that's a tricky one..." Nyala smiled, thinking, "Panda, I think?" She laughed lightly, "What about you?" She asked.
"Any type of cat" -he smiled, then laughed- " Hey, that doesnt count by the way" -he said laughing more. He just cracked himself up. He sat and waited for the next question-
Nyala smiled, "I know, I know... Um, what's your quirk?" She asked, one of the standard get-to-know-you questions.
(sorry i dont get notifs anymore ;-;)
-he grinned, and snapped his fingers, when they separated electricity buzzed between his fingers like a tazer- " Electricity manipulation" -he said the static fading- " What about you?" - he pasued- " wait you already told me-" -he laughed-
-he grinned, and snapped his fingers, when they separated electricity buzzed between his fingers like a tazer- " Electricity manipulation" -he said the static fading- " What about you?" - he pasued- " wait you already told me-" -he laughed-
"Wow! That's so cool!" Nyala exclaimed, "Yeah, mine's just plants and stuff, it's the same as my twin." She said, taking a small seed from her pocket and growing a delicate red plant from it, "See?" She shrunk it back into the seed and replaced it in her pocket. "Your turn!"
-he thought for a moment- " What is one thing you wish you could do right now?" -he said leaning back on the two back legs of the chair-
"I wish... Hm, that's a good one!" Nyala said, thinking. She tilted her head thoughtfully. "I wish that my sister would meet someone that could keep her safe." She said, referring to Lyana's bullies. "What about you?"
-he nods- " Honorable, i wish to find someone who doesnt want to talk to me, so i can convince them to eventually talk to me" -he chuckled slightly-
Nyala laughed, "Why?" She asked, a little bit on edge, that sounded a lot like Lyana in half a nutshell. She squinted, "Um, my turn again... If you were a genie, what wish would you want to grant for someone?" She asked.
-he shrugged- " All of em, and because too many people get along with me" -he he leaned back in his chair-
Nyala snorted, "What if you could only grant one?" She added, prompting him to really answer the question, she tapped on the table they were sitting at, and reminded herself of Lyana.
-he shrugged again- " as long as its nothing wrong morally, i would grant the wish, after all, if im a genie, its my job, no?" -he said bluntly, and leaned forward, elbows on the table-
"True-true." Nyala said, leaning forward to match him. "Your turn again." She reminded him, smiling slightly.
-he thought for a couple moments- " If you had a million dollars, what would you buy?" -he asked intently-
Nyala hesitated, she knew what she would do with it, but she couldn't tell people that, "I'd... um, I'm not sure." She lied, and smiled, "That's a good one! I think I'd probably give a bunch of it away, I don't need that much money, split it with my sis, then, I don't know, live off of it?" She laughed, "What about you?"
-he shrugged- " Buy, a decked out chevy chevelle, those things are a one in a millions beauty's.. " -he smiled, and leaned back again, exhaling- "Your turn friend"
Nyala shook her head, smiling at his response, "Ah, it is, hm. Let's see, what is the craziest thing you'd do for a friend?" Nyala said, smiling still.
(oml i am so sorry)
-he shrugged- " Hide a body" -then he broke out laughing, he dropped to the floor-
-he shrugged- " Hide a body" -then he broke out laughing, he dropped to the floor-
((Lol))Nyala laughed, and laughed even harder when he fell on the ground, "You... good?" She asked through laughing.
-he nodded, wiping happy tears from his eyes- " yea im good" -the librarian shushed them both-
Nyala stifled her next round of laughter from the librarian and giggled into her hand, "Your turn." She said, still laughing lightly.
-he shrugged- " What is your worst pet peeve?" -he said gettingback into his chair-
"Oh, um, I'd say people not picking up after themselves and littering, it's just so terrible." Nyala said, referring to her shock when she first arrived here, it was always strange and unnerving to just see trash around.
-he nodded- " That is a problem around here, it sucks. Alright your turn" -he said smiling, leaning back again, on the back two legs of the chair-
"Hm... Wait, how many questions have been asked?" Nyala asked, wondering how long they'd been there. She glanced at her wrist to see the time on her watch, but realized that Lyana had borrowed it. "That's not my question, um, what is the earliest memory you can remember?" Nyala asked, looking around for a clock.
Marx walked through the two great doors to the library. The treasury of information, as he liked to call it. He walked into the section assigned to poetry and similar pieces of literature, looking at the spines of the books, looking for a certain title. “Hmm… Poe, Poe, Poe…” He seemed to have a habit of murmuring the author name he was looking for as he looked.
Victoria watched, and blinked, and her wings stretched in and out, raising her eyebrow. “Huh?” she watched him.
Marx was unaware that someone was watching him. He continued to scan the shelves, breathing in the fumes the paper of the books gave off. He loved the smell, one of the main reasons he loved to read.
Victoria stared, his wings spreading in and out, making sure he doesn’t notice the noise it makes when her wings spread in and out, a feather comes off her wing, landing on a his head. “Oops.”
Marx zoned out in the middle of walking. He was gazing through a window. Marx himself probably doesn’t know what he’s thinking about.(Srry I was a bit busy)
