Mai left her class, her teacher had been trying to help her control her invisibility, and as usual, she hadn't got very far. It all seemed so difficult, sometimes she felt she was on top of it and then the next moment it slipped from her grasp. It frustrated and tired her, it felt she'd never be able to control it. Biting the inside of her lip and walking down the corridor, Mai headed back to her room to relax, she felt drained. She was in deep thought and didn't notice the boy coming towards her,
"Ouch!" Came the noise from the boy as they collided.
"Oh, sorry...I didn't see you." Mai stuttered.
"Who's saying that?"
"Can't you see me?" She replied, embarrassed.
"No...but you must know that."
"I don't," Mia answered, her voice wavering, "I really don't."
"Can't you show yourself?"
"I can't. Sometimes I just have no control over it." She mumbled, "I've got to go."
And off she ran, before the boy could question her further. She heard his voice asking her where she was until she slipped through a wall, into the entrace hall.

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"Without music, life would be a mistake." - Friedrich Nietzsche



"Make happy those who are near, and those who are far will come."

Fwee!

please save a spot for me! I will post a bio later, if that's ok.

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Lyn looked at Raye. "Yes...yes, of course..." she said quietly and sighed a bit. She still had no control at all over her fire, and she knew that her biggest mistake was that she was scared of it. She looked back to Raye. "I'd like to have a session with him now..."

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Raye nodded at Lyn in an approving manner and lead her into the entrance hall - but he felt a sort of... presense. He paused and looked behind him, the only person who was there was Lyn.
"It's the first research hall you past from upstairs," Raye directed Lyn as he pointed towards the staircase, "You do know the way - don't you? It's a rather large building, mind. Dreamcatcher should be waiting for you."

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Mai approached the stairs and then her books slipped through her fingers and dropped to the floor. She cursed under her breath and kneeled down to pick them up, piling one on top of the other in size order. So many things were going through her head, once she'd collected her books up again she sat on the bottom step to wait until she felt calmer.

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"Without music, life would be a mistake." - Friedrich Nietzsche



"Make happy those who are near, and those who are far will come."

Fwee!

Raye's glared at the sudden appearance of the school books and stepped closer towards the bottom step, leaving Lyn on her own.
Flashes leaked through his mind of his parents telling him stories of this hall being haunted... bedtime stories... but now his parents were gone, leaving him this huge respnsibility as a publically hated orphan.
He had to shake this feeling off and let reason and reality clear his thoughts. Then everything was pieced together again.
"Occaeco?", he calmly asked the empty space before him.

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Mai looked up at the sound of her codename. Raye was stood before her, yet another person she'd failed to notice. She stood up and perched the books on her hip, looking at the person before her.
"Yes, it's me. And yes, I'm stuck being invisible...again." She said softly, trying hard to stop her voice cracking.

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"Without music, life would be a mistake." - Friedrich Nietzsche



"Make happy those who are near, and those who are far will come."

Fwee!

He glanced behind him at Lyn to show her he hadn't forgotten her and then turned back to Mai. He carefully unravelled his scarf, revealing his cold, ripped, chapped lips and attempted to tie it around her neck, hoping he wouldn't poke her by accident.
"There," Raye told her, "People can notice you now! If they stare at you in an odd manner - you know you're invisible." He was about to let out a friendly chuckle but he paused, he didn't want to offend her.
Yumeko stormed down the stairs, avoiding the seemingly floating scarf, and remaked cruelly, "Get her some shades, a coat and a hat and she'd be the invisible man."

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I'd like to join! Bio up soon.

Mai blushed and looked from Raye to Yuki, neither of which could actually see her bar the floating scarf. She felt somewhat foolish but it was better than being walked in to.
"Thank you. I'll return it soon." She said quietly to Raye, and then she headed up the stairs. She wanted some time on her own. As she went up the stairs, she could almost feel their eyes boring in to her back; sometimes she wondered whether the initiative was any better than the home.

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"Without music, life would be a mistake." - Friedrich Nietzsche



"Make happy those who are near, and those who are far will come."

Fwee!

((here's my bio! I'll be on tomorrow, and bring my charrie in then))

Name(s): Brody McCoullagh
Nickname(s): None
Codename(s): Sparrowhawk
Gender(s): Male
Age(s): 19
Picture(s): None as of yet- he's tall and skinny, with messy brown hair and brown eyes.
Nationality/ies: American, of Irish decent
Status: HYENA/Villians/Homo Sapien/Other: HYENA
Power(s): He can "hear" what other people are thinking- mind reading, basically
Personality/ies: While he craves company, Brody usually keeps to himself. He's friendly and happy, but often quiet and not sure of what to say.
Short bio(s): Brody was born to a single mother. Because of his mental disabilities, she put him up for adoption when he was 4. As he got older, Brody realized he could hear what people were thinking. He tried to put up with the constant clamor in his head, but left his foster home when he was 15. Up until about a month ago, Brody was living in the streets. When he heard about HYENA, he went there, hoping to find someone who could help him not hear thoughts.
Other notes: Brody has a mild mental disability. It makes it hard for him to understand what people his age might think is easy.

Name: Jaqueline Latour
Nickname: Jackie
Codename: Zephyr
Age: 17
Personality: Disciplined, but with generous doses of curiousity and empathy. Loves dance, music, and rhythm, is very open to others and struggles to hide her emotions when necessary. Not easily persuaded, but when she commits to a cause, she gives her all to it.
Picture:http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/36126126/?qo=41&q=ballet+in%3Aphotography%2Fpeople%2Fmisc
Nationality: French
Affiliation: Currently unaffiliated, could go either way, depending on how the offer is presented.
Powers: Control over fluids - can manipulate fluid motion (direction, velocity), but only when in direct contact with the fluid. Her most common medium is air.
History/Background: Born in Provence, France, Jackie's parents sent her to the Royal Ballet School in London at age eleven. A talented dancer, she fell violently ill just after she began Upper School at sixteen. It did not last long, but as she recovered and began to dance again, she noticed a heightened sense of awareness at times, which enabled her to manipulate the air around her. She continued experimenting, but a year later was discovered to be a mutant by a physician and fled the school, afraid of the repercussions.


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Running. She'd been running for too long, and she couldn't afford to much longer - her bank account couldn't stand it. She didn't know what she would do when her debit card was finally refused because of a lack of funds. Snatch bank notes out of people's hands, possibly. She didn't know if she really liked the idea.

Jackie sighed and shifted her position on the park bench. Her backpack and suitcase - all her possessions - sat beside her, waiting to be taken to the next destination. She'd been skipping around London for weeks after leaving the Royal Ballet School, careful not to stay in one place for too long. She'd heard stories of what had happened to other people with ... talents.

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Here is my bio:

Name: Asha Chollins
Nickname: Ash
Codename: Storm-Seeker
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Picture: Dark brown hair with white streaks in the front, blue eyes, which turn white/gray when she uses her power. All together, like Rouge.
Photo: Like this with blue eyes. http://www.pootergeek.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2006/06/Rogue.jpg
Nationality: English
Status: Loner
Power: Can change the weather, basically like Storms.
Personality: Find out
Short bio: She ran away from home after accidentally causing a tornado and destroyed some houses. She heard stories about a place (HYENA) for people like herself and hopes to find it.
Other notes: She has extreme problems with controlling her powers, which have, up to this point, been mostly set off due to strong emotions. (i.e: anger)
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Anna had been on the run for to long. She had no money left, and little previtions. She had heard stories about a place for people like her, and was determoned to find it.

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I was Nymphadora Tonks

Lyn nodded and went towards the staircase. "Thank you", she said to Raye. She slowly walked up the stairs and went through the empty corridor. Lyn stopped in front of a wooden door. She signed again. The last time she had been here, she had set it on fire by accident. She breathed in deeply, then she knocked, waiting for Dreamcatcher to answer her.

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Here is my bio:

Name: Estelle Knight
Nickname: Este
Codename:Dawn
Gender(s): Female
Age: 19
Nationality: British/Welsh
Picture: http://img73.imageshack.us/img73/5893/untitledpi8.png
Status: HYENA/Villians/Homo Sapien/Other : Mutant-searching for HYENA
Power(s): Wielder of Light Magic and the ability to fly
Personality/ies: Soft-spoken and demure she appears to be aloof. She says little, preferring to let her actions speak for her. She also possesses a strong-will, a trait that allowed her to withstand the misery of her past. However, she is fiercely loyal to friends, willing to lay down her life to save theirs.
Short bio: Born into a well to do family, she was abandoned to an agency at the age of 4 when she accidently blasted a window with her magic in her anger. Ever since then, she lived with other children who made fun of her because of her mutant abilities. Through she tried hard to conceal her powers, she could not control them and word spread quickly about her "difference." At the age of 13 she fled the agency, where she was discovered by dark mutants who helped her develop her powers for their own evil purposes. Finding herself uncomfortable even with them, she managed to escape their clutches and is now searching for the HYENA, hoping it will provide a sense of normalcy in her unstable life.
Other notes:
She has the ability to create defensive shields and beams of mass destruction form light magic. In her most powerful state, her body can become the energy itself, transforming her into a woman of golden light that can rip through any object. The state also grants her protection from all solid objects. However, she rarely uses this technique as the transformation leaves her weak and vulnerable to attack. Moreover, during her time underground, she was taught some martial arts-skills that come in handy when she must keep her powers hidden.
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Estelle sat alone under the shade of mighty tree in the park, her brown eyes scanning the surroundings for those that were hunting her. Sighing as a happy couple walked by her, she watched them enviously through empty eyes. How I wish to have one day of freedom. she thought. But that can never be as long as I am as I am. Hunted by both humans and mutants alike. With another sigh she quickly rose to her feet and putting her sliding on her backpack and picking up her medium-sized suitcase, prepared to continue on her journey to HYENA.

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AWESOME set by the AMAZING Lembas!!!

Mai fled to the dormitory she slept in, the leant against the door, breathing quite quickly. She felt drained, her mind bogged down with thoughts swirling around. She went to the elaborate, floor-length mirror and looked at her reflection. Only the scarf hovered, there was no sign of her body. A sob escaped from her lips and she threw herself on to her bed. Would she ever control it, could she ever truly escape? She dreamt so much about being invisible forever, about never being able to choose whether to be seen or not. How could anyone ever like a person they couldn't see, let alone love them? With the thought still heavy on her mind, her body fell into sleep while inside she kept on running.

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"Without music, life would be a mistake." - Friedrich Nietzsche



"Make happy those who are near, and those who are far will come."

Fwee!