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Post by t⊗theark on Jun 1, 2013 6:04:57 GMT
ooc - Holy cow, I cannot have one booze 'n' game night with this thread.
ic-Sverre was not in a good mood that morning. Waking from a strange dream with a white habit nun, but he ignored it. This place was new, he had been learning a new language over the last month (He can almost speak more common Japanese as fluently as English and Norwegian now, although he had a thick Norwegian accent). He didn't know any of the people, save a few, and only a few of those he knew on any personal level. He hated the crowded halls of this place, he hated the change in language, he hated so much of this place. Furthermore, they placed him here on the brink of the Holidays! How would he get a routine out of this? He noted the piece of paper beneath his door, stretched out with his mind he pulled it towards himself.
He then noted what was written on it. He then saw the e-mail while browsing through his usual, ritualistic order of sites, wasting a couple of hours listening to internet videos he was subscribed to while reading his favourite forums, blogs, news groups and social networking sites. Before he knew it, two hours had passed and it was 10:00. He dragged himself out of bed, cut his hair back (It was something he did on the last day of a month and it was not like he'd trust many with a pair of scissors by his head) and made the white, untidy mop on his head a small untidy mop on his head. He had a shower and went through the clothes which had the vibrant spectrum of diversity as the borg collective. Placing the beanie on his head, protecting his sensitive skin from the glaring sun, he plugged his earphones in and went for a quick walk - lunch meant noon afterall and there was still 90 minutes to go.
His earphones blaring out the screeching cacophony of black metal, he found a tree not far from his apartment that the school assigned him. Not to far from his new school or the shops he decided to see if they had his favourite brands - AGH! Nothing is similar, everything is changed! He grabbed some chocolate milk of some brand he didn't trust, paid on through and then sort the shelter of a tree in a courtyard not far from his place. He had seen a map of this place and he had this down. He grabbed out a text book of synthetic biology. The school had told him that he was academically in the upper ranks of the most senior students anyway. He knew that wasn't why he was here. People knew he was more than a level two but he didn't want to lose control. Such a strange motivation, curiosity. I mean it was so irrational - why can one not be contempt and not risk knowing what they are ignorant of. Why did he himself have a need to know more? Why did these people need to know about his telekinesis? His Esper ruined his life, upheaved it beyond recognition. He knows like 4 people. The one with the dogs, did he want to be his friend? How could he know, he was taken away from his other friend before he was shown his dogs. Finishing the chocolate milk he just remembered that Nyanko Was suppose to meet him in half an hour.
He made his way back to his flat, closing the world out behind him. He got out his text book again to the page he was at and took out he was really reading - laminated copies of archaic parchment. He didn't want to be smart, Autsim was no gift for him, he wanted to be normal. But every time he used this gift to get people to understand how he was thinking they collapsed into a mewing ball of mental illnesses. It wasn't that people didn't know that magic didn't exist but they liked to believe it. Sverre understood the material universe as far as we knew it very well, Espers are evidence of something so much more. Why is magic therefore different? He looked at the forbidden manuscripts for a little longer, seeing if there was something he missed. He hid them away like a platinum treasure when he heard knocking at his door, dropping the text book under the bed. Oh he was hoping that was Nyanko or that they were wanting to be his friend. Oh know, what if he doesn't know them? Knocking persisted.
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Post by Yuno on Jun 1, 2013 15:36:28 GMT
Nyanko glanced at will grinning somewhat like a cat her glance read loud and clear *this is the guy I have to stop a underground, criminal network with*. Then slowly her gaze turned over to Sylus. It was clear she wasn't really accepting his apology. "Let me get this straight. You don't want to deal with an ex that" she paused her eyes seeming far away, "Obviously will burst into tears because she thought you two were something 'real' but you continually go around using girls. She signed somewhat at this. "As much as I'd like to watch you reap the fruits of your labor, I haven't the time today." she looked up and he watched her eyes slowly begin to glow a deep electric pink color. She reached out touching the curtains and moving them so that the light would stream in again. Sylus watched the ex girlfriend running out towards a bus. His questioning glance caused Nyanko to smile. "Don't worry. I've meerly postponed everything by planting the suggestion that she go to your home and wait for you." Slowly, she pulled from the seat beside her a laptop and plopped it on the table in front of will. He saw many screens up. She pointed at the first one. "This is the map of the city, and we've narrowed the head quarters of "Big Spider" down to these four areas. One of them has the leader. The problem is, besides the warehouse district, these places are filled with citizens." she tapped at the keyboard and a list of people attacked including will popped up. "Now from each of the reports taken, it has become clear that "Big Spider" has some sort of machine that prevents Espers from using their power. The last time I encountered it, I got beaten hard, and my second is still in the hospital from the event. This presents a huge problem to us just storming in and showing them steel." she glances at Sylus to be sure he's listening. "Which makes me think we need to get Anti-Skill to storm the leader's place when we find it." she pulls up a new screen. "Now to our other problem, recently on the street a device called the "level upper" has been making rounds. There have been attacks on higher level Espers and civilians by low level espers with newly incredible power. I've searched for meeting places where this thing is traded and marked this map with green dots at each place in Academy City that happens." she looked at Will, "Not that you are a member of Judgement, but if you were going to stop these two things what would you do?" She pulled out her phone although she was still seemingly focused on Will and texted Sverre, "Hey, are you coming to the black cat? If not I can meet you later tonight to grab dinner or go to the arcade." ____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ ( snow: They have chains, maybe a knife here or there, and probably a crow bar)
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Post by t⊗theark on Jun 1, 2013 16:18:14 GMT
Sverre was distracted from the knocking on his door by the the buzz of his phone. It was Nyanko, asking him to meet her. He stopped reading the message and looked up at his door. He used his powers to open it from a distance and no one was there. He must have been hearing things. Not knowing where anything was he popped up a map of the local area. Finally knowing where she is he texted her back "I'm there", He estimated from the map app that it shouldn't be more than a 5 minute walk.
He finally realized where she was talking about when he finally arrived. He had walked by it 10 times before but never really cared for the place. He looked around nervously, strange people in a place he'd never been before. Without considering the the implications of a 13 year-old entering a pub he came right on through, not more than 5 feet tall and sticking out like a sore thumb, he looked around for a familiar face. Security approached him from behind, "Hey kid, what are you doing in here?" as he placed his hand on his shoulder. Who are you? Don't touch me he thought to himself as he reacted by telekinetically pinning him against the wall behind him. As the stunned man stared at Sverre, sliding down the wall, this action understandably grabbed the attention of everyone in the building.
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Post by Tyamius, Shadow Lord on Jun 1, 2013 17:44:29 GMT
Sylus took the moment to breath, she was out of the way but he couldn't help but feel bad about the situation. He knew he played the few girls just cause he wanted to be loved.
Suddenly a lot of commotion at the front of the building caught all of his attention. He rushed out, ready to cut down any big threats but came to a halt in front of a white haired kid and Big Jerry, who couldn't seem to move. "Esper kid...minor telekinises...Nyanko is he yours?"
Sylus spent the next few minutes trying to deal with the Black Cat management finally getting the few patrons to relax.
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Post by Edzilla on Jun 1, 2013 18:00:28 GMT
Will’s eyes drifted upwards to Sylus, with a strange mix of respect and what seemed to be suspicion. He recognised him from last night, the brief look they’d shared while Will was lying flat on the ground, after being struck on the back of the head with something hard. Will never found out what it was, but it’d left a sore bruise, along with those on his abdomen from the ensuing kicks. Sylus had seemingly come out of nowhere, brandishing his blade with the look in his indigo eyes that he intended to use it. What’d happened next Will didn’t know, as everything had gone dark, even darker than the alley had been.
Unsure of whether Sylus recognised him he extended a basic greeting. “Afternoon” yet it was lost when Sylus seemed to panic over his incoming ex.
He smirked at Nyanko’s comment, although in slight worry of what Sylus was going to do. He then watched the girl’s eyes change, with some interest bu8t had no reaction to her next comment.
After absorbing some of the information, Will remarked, “So is that why I’m here, because I got attacked…” in a fashion that suggested he’d known all along, and that he was simply humouring their friendliness. This was untrue, but he liked the occasional moment in command of a conversation.
“I wouldn’t know about this.. Esper blocker thing, I’m not sure if you’ve seen by powers, but-“ He leaned backwards, looking upwards to the curtain again, hanging slightly loose. He seemed to strain briefly, and they watched the fabric flutter gently. “That’s the limit,” he said, his voice quite matter of fact.
“I think they knew who I was, and the extent of my powers, there really wasn’t much to it.” When anti-skill was brought up, he nodded, “They didn’t have any guns, it shouldn’t be to hard to handle, you just need to locate them… Have you got any members in custody, or could we draw them out?” He leaned back in the chair, “just make sure they don’t have anything else dangerous… Then take them down without powers, that’s easy enough right?”
When the level upper came up, he began to think. They could see it visibly. He didn’t understand why it was a problem; after all it simply seemed to level out the playing field. What entitlement the higher levels felt was a mystery to him, although it seemed the prospect of more equals disturbed them.
“What are the side-effects of this “Level Upper”?” was his question, since to warrant its removal, it’d have to cause some harm to the user. “Other than that, I’d just-“ He was cut off by the commotion Sverre had caused. He followed Sylus, seeing the smaller teenager with a small crowd around him.
He tentatively got closer to the child as though to speak, until Sylus spoke. Then he looked back to Nyanko, seeming to say “Well, is he?” before looking back to the Swede. “Just relax, is there an issue?” he said, addressing the boy who was almost a foot smaller in English, assuming he spoke the language over Japanese.
He noticed that they shared something, both from Europe, hoping that that fact would calm the unstable teenager in front of him. Even though he was taller, his little gusts of wind would be nothing compared to reasonable telekinesis.
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Post by snowdaman on Jun 1, 2013 19:52:18 GMT
Aidan looked up at the men who were towering over him. "wh, what?" He was able to stammer out as they pulled out their weapons. He fell over backwards and scrambled to his feet. They didn't think much of him and why would they he was very small and skinny.
He was able to use what little he remembered from close combat and self defense classes, but he was never very good at those classes ever though he worked hard. It was a lot of luck and the fact he was so small, as well as they were toying with him that kept him from getting hurt.
He knew he wouldnt be lucky for long and he needed to run, but ever time he would try to make a break for it there was always a guy near by swinging a weapon. The chains were hardest to try to keep from with the reach and the way they moved was hard to antisipate but again Aidan was lucky when a chain just skimmed his hair when he ducked.
"Ca... can't we talk this through.... Huf huf huf" Dam he was getting tired. He would have to use his powers soon if it kept up like this, but the way they were staying close he would need some room and time to draw some cards. He saw a particularly large guy who was a bit slower and darted between his legs.
This gave him some room to run but he was already tired and they were closing fast. He reached into his pocket to pull out five card, he looked at them quickly as running. Almost dropping them and saw "battle axe beaver" what luck his best low level card and great in close combat.
He pulled the card from his one hand and held it out to summon the monster.
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Post by t⊗theark on Jun 1, 2013 23:47:10 GMT
Sverre did not like the attention he had garnered. He had his forearms across himself. He then saw the man, he didn't look like he would hurt him anymore. In fluent Japanese, with a heavy Norwegian accent, he said in a monotonic voice which only hinted at sincerity, "I'm apologize. I didn't mean it. I didn't think, you shouldn't have touched me." He held out his hand to the man now shlumped on the ground, looking unsure sure his helping him up was the appropriate thing to do. The man got up with a smirk at Sverre, he didn't know if the guy was making fun of him or was happy with what he did. The crowed began to disapate as Sylus calmed his patrons.
He then heard a language he was more familiar with. He moved towards the direction it came from, hoping that he could maybe make friends with other people who only recently learnt Japanese (although he was unlikely to find somebody who could learn a new language over a month). He then heard where the Manchester Accent came from as he looked up at Will; Sverre held a calm expression but not knowing much about this place -yet alone much social interaction- he trembled as if they were on the brink of Winter, not Summer. Sverre, without much gesture said "I don't like being touched" while looking up at Will, his clear eyes looking pink in the light.
He wanted more, he wanted to know more people. In the same monotonic voice but a hint of command he stated, with an awkward smile, "I am Sverre Pål Bjørn. I am here to meet somebody named Nyanko Teni. What is your name?" He avoided his direct gaze, as if it were an anathema to be looked in the eye.
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Post by Yuno on Jun 2, 2013 0:16:55 GMT
Nyanko had nodded at the words Will said and seemed about to respond when the commotion occured. While the others rushed aroudn Sverre asking him questions Nyanko seemed to lag as if her mind was focused on something else. Then she stood her sundress swishing as she strode to Sverre a bright and welcoming smile on her face. She turned towards the management which Sylus was dealing with and shouted in a blistering voice, "He is with me. I am judgement. And your bouncers have no right to handle a young man as such anyway. He made no provoking action, if he'd been a lost boy would you be so rough. Of course not." Her green eyes flicked over to Sverre for the first time and she approached him cautiously stepping around the others. next to him, she didn't seem as tall as the others and her smile was warm, almost but not quite motherly. "I'm sorry Sverre, I lost track of time, and because of your...conditions I cannot mentally keep track of you." she smiled again and gestured towards their table shooting another withering look at management which had finally begun to calm the patrons down and return to their work. She offered a seat beside herself smiling. She looked at the others making it clear that they should return to sitting. "As they passed to sit she pointed. "This is Sylus, he's my new partner in Judgement." she jerked a thumb at Will, "This is Will, He's a new friend of mine and helping us with our investigation." she pointed at Sverre resisting the urge to pat him on the head, "This is Sverre, one of my classmates. He's new at Tomagami, and he's younger than everyone in our class, but I kid you not he knows more about most of this stuff than I do. And he's almost equivalent in power level to myself." Her words we clearly proud of him, and somewhat bragging about their school, "I invited him along because I thought it would be good for him to meet people and he might just have a solution to all of this." She smiled taking a gulp of water and looked at Sverre pushing her laptop over to him knowing his reading speed would be faster than her talking. "These are the issues at hand." she turned back to Will, "We don't know what the level upper does, but the espers that use it aren't being responsible with the new greater powers, it also defeats the purpose of working for greater power. We want to stop that. As far as your suggestions for Big Spider, I think I agree. ________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ As the summoning spell took effect they all shouted in surprise. He saw one turning to run already another broke off for the van as his "battle beaver" took off after him. The gang began to shout to turn the machine on. as the others advanced at him clearly no longer interested in toying with him. One swiped outwards with his fist "stupid (please do not swear) esper. I'll show you." His tattooed arm bulged making the spider appear like a black blob as his fist connected solidly with the side of Aidan's head sending him sprawling. "We can't talk this out because you people are going to learn."
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Post by Edzilla on Jun 2, 2013 10:36:05 GMT
Will greeted Sverre in more English, and the Norwegian recognised his accent as more of a neutral northern, not owing to any particular city. Will however noticed his slightly strange manner, and began to speculate. There were plenty of strange kids in Academy City; Will was considered one of them on his worst days but this kid operated on another level, that much was clear. He even looked strange. Reluctantly he decided to leave the issue, due to its sensitivity.
He listened to Nyanko, before nodding, as if in agreement, despite his mind being in slight conflict. “Well, if you need to stop it you could either get some loyal low levels to deal with it, give them access to the Level Upper.” He knelt his elbows on the table, his hands linking in front of his mouth as he thought.
“Get the higher levels, even higher than the new “Uppers” to take them down,” he said, before realising the impracticalities of that. Level 4s were rare enough, getting the level 5s involved would be impossible, and there simply weren’t enough.
“Or, find the creator, make her end the program, that might be most practical, so long as you have some kind of lead,” he looked to Sylus and Nyanko together, “do you?” He took another tentative sip of water, realising that the whole thing was quite interesting.
Then he had what some might consider a brainwave, but to him was just part of the rapid thriving nature of his mind. “Or deal with Big Spider, take their anti Esper thing, and use it on the new Uppers, then you have a level playing field… and go from there,” he leaned back into his chair again, quite pleased with his little thought.
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Post by t⊗theark on Jun 2, 2013 13:46:10 GMT
Sverre paid little attention to what was being said. He didn't know what to do and shifted awkwardly. Had his laptop on his lap while he was reading Nyanko's. He searched through some of his pdfs while he had several journal databases (hacking university mainframes was taught to him by a user he knew online) and used an app he downloaded to give summaries of the abstracts of the most relevant articles. He also drew upon what he remembered from his reading of headlines. Him being immersed in reseached broke the ice and it would soon be apparent that if je wasn't silent it was hard to shut him up.
Still staring at screens, he spoke quietly in the same monotonic voice at a steady pace as if he was thinking out aloud. "Reported activity of this kinds has been found in only 2 other places," his usually asymmetrically kinked and upturned collar tickled hi nose and he pushed it away with his face, "an underground network in Paris, France claimed to have a practice known as "amplificateurs capacité" which claimed to have the ability to tranfer esper expression. When police cornered where the head of operations occurred but it appears that the higher ranks were ht eonly ones who knew it's true extent - and escaped; and again in Sydney, Australia where there claimed to be able to give people Esper expressions and increase the potency of their effects. When seizure of the sight where this was occurring by some unknown criminal organisation, there was an accedent and all died in a fire."
He read through some articles, continuing, "The premise is very shaky at best. A paper published 18 months ago, PhD in biomedical sciences, Dr Achmed Bak'r claimed that Esper expression was not so easily inherited and genetic as commonly thought, but was also contingent upon hormonal imbalances. He claimed that influence of these systems could have an amplifitory effect of Esper expression, although biological correlations with potency of powers is an area which is tenuous at best and further research seldomly sites his work." He was getting a little off topic but he didn't recognize the expression of disinterest that seemed to emerge on present company. "Professor in Quantum Physics and expert on its effect on the macroscopic scale, Travis McAllister; who is the leading advocate for the 'world seepage theory', the idea that the order and complexity of sentience can make different parallel fields of reality -according to the brane theory model- interact with eachother. Some propose that these channels include Espers." He was on auto pilot of information by this point, "Sorcerer Crowly Antly once proposed that the practices of his cult were shown not only to give similar expressions to non Espers but to influence the potency of powers themselves."
Sverre had a dry throat, snapped out of his little world and realized he hadn't been monitoring himself talk to people and his body language seemed to withdraw immediately, not recognizing his own embarrassment. Instead of talking to Sylus who he just remembered as that guy who ran at him earlier (and wasn't sure if he was angry with him) or Will (who he didn't know if he made a bad impression or not) he turned to the more familiar Nyanko with a cough. He thought over how he was going to ask: his favourite drink, chocolate milk, didn't translate very well into Japanese and left a bit of an short awkward moment but finally he came out with a whimper, "Do they have Freia Melkesjokolade (a Norwegian Brand of chocoate products) chocolate milk here? I can't find it anywhere."
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Post by snowdaman on Jun 2, 2013 15:25:34 GMT
The world was spinning and Aidans face had exploded with pain. It was all he could do not to pass out and he might be loosing that battle. He laid there and saw a bunch of the spider gang surounding him.
His monster a beaver about 3 and a half feet tall was intercepted by two of the gang with chains, the scene would have been funny if there wasn't the fact his life was in danger. A giant beaver with a armoured helmet and battle axe fighting two guys with chains.
The one was running full speed for thier van, maybe to get a gun or something. But Aidan had the feeling he needed to be gone before he gang member got to the van. Luckly for Aidan he was still holding his cards. It had always been a reflex for him to hold on as tight as he could to those cards as in Esper training they were how he used his powers.
He remember what cards he had and as they started to kick him he was able to ball up enough to not take any serious damage while he found the cards he needed from his had. They werent perfect but they might be enough to get him out of this.
He grabbed the "lifes bounty card" the card would restore health in the game and bring heal Aidan in real life, and the second card he needed from his hand was "rapid draw" in the game it would let him have a second turn, in life it made him twice as fast for a short time.
He almost dropped the cards as they started using their chains and weapons not just their feet realizing he wasnt going to stand up so they could hit him.
He activated the cards and his check felt better and he felt as good as new also everything became slow moastion. He scrambled to his knees and darted between their legs running as fast as he could. He looked back and notice the gang mammber had made it to the van and was about to turn some machine on he kept running but he wouldnt be far once the machine clicked on.
ooc ( not sure how the machine works if things they create before it is turned on will just diaspear or not)
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Post by Esiphas on Jun 2, 2013 17:52:32 GMT
Marik spat on the ground as Gale walked away. "Incapable? I hardly think so." He muttered, more to himself than to anyone listening. Looking round he looked Yumeup and down. "Maybe he's right about us working together though, wretch. I'm looking to gain access to unlimited magical potential. That girl in the Nun habit? She knows EVERYTHING about magic, or so I'm told. I want to harness her powers. I can hurt her physically, I can scare her beyond belief, but maybe she'd need a different kind of persuasion. What do you say?" He gave Yume a nasty grin, one that practically promised dark deeds ahead, and offered a hand.
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Post by Yuno on Jun 3, 2013 15:25:31 GMT
(it lets out a high pitched noise that stops espers from working and just sounds like a buzz to everyone else)
Nyanko looked like she was about to answer Sverre when suddenly she stood up in her seat a look of horror on her face which was quickly replaced by determination. In the same movement she vaulted over the table landing on the floor and pulling on her judgement armband and dashing for the door. Shouting as she went, "(please do not swear), there is about to be another incident." She dodged around the hostess at the door and the others watched as she dashed past them in a full out sprint her green eyes once again outlined in pink as she moved. __________________________________________________________________________________________________________ As Aidan dashed away he suddenly heard it, a sounds that felt like it was stopping his brain from thinking or functioning. He found himself gripping his head. His already summoned creature turned at the noise looking at him and moved over to defend him. Several of the gang moved to intercept the creature as others strode laughing towards Aidan. He could hear the calls of gotcha freak or higher up as the strode towards him clearly in no rush. Then he heard it, a voice whispering just above the sound. "Aidan, look up, I need you to try and be calm and look for the machine in question. Focus on it as much as you can." the voice seemed calm and almost soothing. The gang had finally reached him and one prodded him with the crow bar not hard laughing. Then suddenly they looked to the side and before he knew it they were rushing at another target. As he managed to look he saw a young man, maybe 17 or 18 engaging the group and beating the tar out of each one in turn almost effortlessly. As his vision began to go spotty from the noise he watched the gang members fleeing towards the van, switching off the machine and running. He saw a girl with bright pink hair come dashing forward. The strange man turned smiling at her and saluted casually before disappearing around the corner.
The girl came forward kneeling beside him. "Are you alright?" he felt her hand on his head and watched her hold up four fingers, "How many fingers am I holding up?" His creature approached them prepared to attack her. ______________________________________________________________________________________
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Post by Edzilla on Jun 4, 2013 10:19:04 GMT
Will was alarmed, wondering what could’ve caused such a sudden reaction. Instantly, he snapped he laptop shut, tucking under his arm. He assumed she’d need it and since she was part of judgement it probably contained classified information.
He got up, looking to Sverre and Sylus, who both looked slightly jaded. Speaking to the taller man, “She will want you to follow you know.” Then he turned to Sverre, addressing him English, as he thought would be the norm from now on.
“Come with me if you don’t want be left alone.”
Then left the restaurant, looking both ways down the street, seeing the pink hair in the distance, making the decision to follow. Maybe it was out of some ridiculous affection, or out of boredom, after all he was slightly excited by the idea.
The warehouse district was around 4km away from the center and it was a hell of a run. Will maintained reasonable fitness, so made it, despite gasping for breath as soon as he saw them stop.
He came over, noticing Aidan on the ground, immediately recognising him as the quirky kid from earlier. “Is he hurt?” he said, breathing heavily and immediately regretting the decision to come.
“Was it spider?” he said, now looking to Aidan while reaching for his phone to call emergency services. Suddenly noticing the beaver, they could hear him mutter something showing bewilderment in a way his mother wouldn’t be proud of.
“Is that an esper pow-“ He said, backing off noticing the protective look in the things eyes. “Nyanko get away from him,” he said, hearing his voice become even more urgent.
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Post by t⊗theark on Jun 4, 2013 11:54:45 GMT
Sverre looked at will nervously, he silently complied at his flank. Will then took off. He didn't want to be left in this unfamiliar place and tried to keep up, his awkward, uncoordinated gait aided and propelled by a few telekinetic nudges keeping him upright. Will was getting away from him, he ended up 20 m behind. Finally getting to there with a wheezing pant, he saw a giant ... beaver? He saw Nyanko and another man being stared down by, it was gearing its teeth, it might hurt them!
He concentrated on a wall near by and pulled a few bricks out of it. He thew one which hit it in the head and almost knocked it off balance. He threw another which narrowly missed and almost hit Aidan. The creature's attention was brought towards Sverre who stepped back a bit in the presence of danger. Him backing off brought the creatures back to Nyanko. He lifted the bricks again but he felt his power over them weaken a bit. He also heard a ringing in his ears. He still managed to throw 3 more biicks which got the attention of some of the gang members. The sound of getting louder and closer, the bricks around his seemingly hovering were defeated by gravity as they slammed to the ground. His little defence of Nyanko got somebody's attention.
3 people came at him, one with a chain, one with a bat and one with a knife come striding at him. "You're pretty powerful for you age. Come here!" Sverre, feeling threatened, ran in the opposite direction but his clumsy sprint was easily out run by the 3 gangsters. He turned to try and push them away but his powers seemed to be shut down. One was able to run passed him and get infront of him. "Hey Epie, where do you think you're going?"
Between the concern for Nyanko, the sound resounding in his ears, the stress of his powers being gone and the threat of those around him on top of his discomfort with this new place he was at break point. He put his head on hi temples, crouched down and withdrew from the world, hyperventilating from the stress. "C'mon kid, stay with us, do we need to give you a sting to snap you out of it?" The one with knife said as he grabbed hi hand and cut it open. The pain brought him back. He could hardly recognize it but he was really angry. Spitefully angry. Remembered how much pain his failed body double spell seemed to have when he tried it, and he was going to make them stop! Another kicked him to the ground. While down he squeezed his injured hand into a tight fist, drawing a puddle of blood onto the ground. He had studied his to know that it would work. With his left have he used it to draw a a 7 pointed star. "This Espi kid is a (please do not swear) retard" one said as Sverre screamed with tears in his eyes:
"Jeg søler mitt blod til jorden Jeg søler min sjel til kroppen din Jeg søler mitt syn til øynene dine Du vil kjenne meg mer enn du vet du!"
They paused for a moment and Sverre curled up back into his ball from all the stress. An alien perspective filled his mind, the change was so strange and sudden the member with a knife dropped to the ground with paranoia and stress. The magic bond was destabilizing and instead of Sveere's point of view, The Spider memeber was losing their mind instead. Sverre's level began to climb again, being a fair distance from the device. Cracks in the concrete appeared while objects around him began to hover including a fork lift, a broken power pole and a freight box, far more than a level 2 such as he was thought to be. The other 2 ran away. Sverre was rocking in a foetal position repeating to himself, "...Ro deg ned, Sverre. Ro deg ned, Sverre. Ro deg ned, Sverre..." ("Calm down, Sverre. Calm down, Sverre. Calm down, Sverre." in Norwegian)
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