Kitty Posted March 10, 2006 Share Posted March 10, 2006 [color=#006aaf][size=1][i]'Concentrate...'[/i] High school senior Miki Aoiro sat quietly at her desk during the first class of the day, already sick of being there. It was an unusually hot day New York City, even for the summer month of June. There was about three weeks left of school, including the days without classes when the students took their end of the year tests. But Miki was impatient. She had convinced herself that it was necessary for her to get out of there, and with the ability to do so, she wasn't about to sit back and watch the lesson. She, herself, sat comfortably in her seat, while those around her felt a drastic increase of temperature. Two of the girls towards the front of the room fainted almost simultaneously, and even the teacher towards the front of the room was feeling light headed. The teacher asked the girls' friends to bring them to the nurse, and excused the rest of the class, bewildered by the sudden occurance. Miki, not planning on sticking around for the rest of the day, headed towards the school gates, her forged permission note clenched tightly in her fist if anyone attempted to stop her. Today, she had decided, she was going to start her search. Suddenly, her left arm left her side without her consent, and she turned to see what had caused it. She saw John holding onto her wrist as he caught up with her brisk pace. [b]"That was weird, huh, Blue?"[/b] John asked, referring to the girls who had fainted in their previous class. [b]"Hmm,"[/b] she mumbled in reply. [b]"Where are you going? When the next bell rings, they'll expect you in class."[/b] [b]"Then tell them I've gone home. I'm feeling 'under the weather'."[/b] Miki attempted to continue on her way, but her body jerked backwards as she continued, forcing her to come to a halt. John was stronger than her, and even though she couldn't feel his hold on her, it was still there. [b]"What's up, Miki? You haven't been yourself lately."[/b] He rarely ever used her real name, so she knew he was being serious. But she couldn't help but chuckle loudly to herself. [b]"And what's so funny?!"[/b] [b]"I haven't been myself for a long time, John. I'll see you around."[/b] Hoping he had loosened his grip, she pulled back her arm to free it, and turned away from her friend. At the gate, a guard stood in her way, but she handed him the note and after answering a few of his questions, he opened the gate for her. He waved and said he hoped she'd feel better as she walked out onto the sidewalk. She took a glance back at the private school, and John, who stood quietly behind the gates, before walking towards the local coffee shop. [center]~[/center] [i]'Now... How am I going to contact the others?'[/i] Taking a small sip of her coffee, she scratched her head. She was having a hard time figuring out what to do. It was a foolish idea already; afterall, she had no idea what gathering everyone together would accomplish, and she didn't even know how she was going to do that. [b]"Maybe I'll make a reality show to attract 'em all,"[/b] she laughed. [b]"Call it 'The Freakiest Ability Show-Off' or something."[/b] [b]"That's a horrible name for a reality show."[/b] --- [OOC: Alright, after a [i]long[/i] delay, with the agreement to participate from several of those who signed up, [b]Faded[/b] is finally up and running. For now, just post as your character going through a normal morning for them, wherever they are. If anyone wants to take over the conversation with Miki, feel free. If no one feels up to it, I shall continue it in my next post. This conversation will most likely lead to the idea of how she is going to gather everyone who is cursed. Be creative, use your 'gift' anyway you want, and have fun!][/size][/color] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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