[panchiko]

 

Originally Posted by ~Wild Moon~

(For Elizabeth)
Wild was walking through the building, looking around. Her glowing magenta eyes were filled with worry as she turned her head. Spotting Elizabeth, she walked over. "Hi.." she said. The normally cheery and optimistic child seemed to have quite a different mood today.

(For Lilac)
A silver-haired girl fell back and landed on her bottom in front of Lilac. "Ack!" she squeaked, the sound much different from the polite, calm tone she normally had, especially in front of her adopted father, Fierce. "Ah... Um... Watch where you're.... going??" she struggled to resume her normal manner.

(For Skylar)
Melody walked by and sat at the table next to Skylar. Her bright, yet not glowing cyan eyes gazed at the figure near her, before they went back to focus on her hot cocoa. She didn't really like coffee much, but she didn't understand why. She normally enjoyed bitter things..

Originally Posted by Black Cat

(All Open)

Elizabeth sat on the bridge that overlooked their “hideout.” The abandoned storage facility wasn’t a place for sore eyes, if anything. Graffiti stained the walls while dirt and litter was scattered around. Her darker silver eyes darted around the camp. At least it was quite a big area, where plenty of members could meet up. Her feet hung from from the railing and she kicked them. She has no ability, like many of her members. She knew that she was lucky to have some Auras and Vivids on her side; but many of them she didn’t trust. Of course some of them she did. But not many. For all she knew they were working with “The Justice.” What a strange name. Liz never understood why they would name their organization something like that. Maybe there was a reason behind it, a secret message or something? No, she was just thinking to much into it. She had a bad habit of over analyzing the simplest things.

Lilac swished her wolf tail; ears proud and pointed as she walked down the street. Even though she was “just” a Vivid, she was extremely proud. She hadn’t run into a single soul that shared her ability. Most Vivids has at least one other that had the same power as themselves. She has run into plenty of others with wolf ears and tails, but none of them were a Wolf-Shifter. Sure, there were some other shifters, those that could transform into one specific animal. But never a wolf. She was a member of The Justice. And she planned to climb up the ladder and become a higher rank. She had puzzled why she was only a member. Was it because she joined latter? Because she was a Vivid? Or a test? That’s what it was. A test. As Lilac was so into her thoughts, she didn’t notice when the Vivid bumped into another, causing her to fall to the ground.

Everything was red for Skylar. Her hair, her eyes, her blood. Even her old highschool uniform was red and white. She sat down in a coffeehouse, a cup of coffee in her hand. The tablecloth was red. The color seemed to follow her, as silly as that sounds. She had begun to focus on little things like that. To block out the fear everyone else felt when they saw her. They didn’t care that she was a small, petite girl. That when she was trying to be friendly, it wasn’t a threat. That her ability was to help; not hurt. They only saw her for her eyes. Glowing. An Aura was all she was to them. A being of cruelty and power. Even as a little girl, that’s how she was treated. A monster. She knew some were treated with respect. But not because the others liked them. But because they were afraid of what they could do. She also knew that Vivids and Tamed dreamed to become Auras. She had been proud of he heritage of a full-Aura family. But that was destroyed when she looked into the surrounding people’s eyes. Even now, they either glare at her or murmured about her in fright. She was red to them too, red in blood and a monster. That’s what she knew everyone else thought. She could see it in their eyes.

She could see it.

She ran towards the red ball of fire, leaping into the sun.
There she could see clearly; her brother Mercury. Eating the entire sun; all the flames.
He was growing larger and larger, and he turned around and looked at her.
He waved and opened his mouth, breathing fire all over her and killing her in the process.

Venus jerked open from her dream.

She breathed quickly, blinking her eyes a couple of times to clear the vision from her head. "It was just a dream," she said out loud to herself. She was sleeping on the gray couch in her apartment. Well, technically it wasn't hers; it had been abandoned for the past 25 years and so she had claimed it as her own. Quickly she got up. Her adrenaline had been going as soon as she had jerked awake, and so she had no problem getting out of bed. Her cheek was stained with blood, and there was a gash on her neck that was still half bleeding from last night's fight. She checked the couch. There was some of her blood stained on it. "I'd better get going." She said. She'd been followed and attacked last night by someone who worked for the Untamed. She'd been drugged a few hours before, so she was only half aware of her surroundings at the time; therefore an easy target. There had been a fight, and although Venus had won, she'd been injured.

She grabbed a book, grabbed the door handle, twisted it, opened the door, and walked outside to the coffeehouse. She never actually drank the coffee; however she liked to sit down there for a while and read to clear her thoughts. She preferred tea over coffee, but had forgot to make some before she left. Quickly, she got ready to headed over to where she usually sat. However, as soon as she walked through the doorway she saw that it was already occupied. She let a hostile look take over her eyes, put her book in her small bag ( looks like an extremely small black bag. could be mistaken for a purse. empty inside except for the book she put in. )


She briskly walked towards the woman occupying it, but to other people she looked like she was just casually walking; she was a regular here, and she usually walked quickly when she came. "Who are you?" She inquired, looking intensely at the woman. To a stranger, it might have looked like she was angry enough to want to slap the woman ( Skylar ) with her small bag. She could feel a strong aura coming from the miss, and could tell she had a powerful power. However, this did not scare her; she had an equally strong ability, and she could always count on her celestial spirits. At least, the ones who actually had brains. She had a feeling one or two of the celestial spirits she had made contracts with had only accepted because they were attracted to her appearance and not because they wanted to help her. That's how some of them acted, at least.


(This is all for Venus. I'll have a separate post later for Mercury. Also, since Black Cat isn't online, want to rp Venus and Melody? @~Wild Moon~)