Last posts pt 2

                                                        Mine
As they walk on, getting closer and closer to the grounds away from the main building. The supposed march is nothing more than a walk and to be honest? Her mind isn't in the right place right now even with the constant pressure to not "glitch" out every few seconds. Even with Cat nearby, and picking up the tension still. Tension and just all around uneasiness from all of this, hard first day but aren't they all hard. Most of the time, oh right. "E-emily," No call sign or at least...alias? "W-winters, I-I guess," Still, voice so soft. This Erran also sets her on edge. Nothing personal it's just that as of now? There are too many people, too much going on and she

's frazzled out. Just another uphill battle it seems. Everyone dealing with their own issues, dealing with life-changing events. So, of course, it's going to hell, even Jack. Chocolate colored eyes focus forward listening to him. Of course, the barracks are bugged, wouldn't be surprised if there are cameras inside of their living space. Then, oh...his team died? That explains a lot and hell...even Ellie. Screw it, Em is feeling a burst of new bravery! It's worth getting in trouble over and it seems like everyone here needs one. One thing that the parents did teach the little shy one is that people do often feel better with a hug. Yeah, in a military setting...funny

. First, Ellie gets a brief hug because she's right there. Some skill, the brunette is still walking along even while delivering these warm hugs. Frazzled out beyond belief and ready to blow but still it can't wait, so just deal with it. Next up is Cat, there's a risk she's willing to take, but this hug was brief. Skill with walking and doing other things, not so helpless it seems. Formation is broken it didn't matter. As Jack does his pacing along the rows, Em reaches out quickly give the male a hug as well. Sure, it might have been bad timing but it felt like it was needed just now. "S-sorry," Is now behind Cat still walking. Heh yeah! Good line breaker is good!



                                                    Nico
He remained quiet for the most part. Only a confused and bewildered expression on his face when he saw the toy soldiers. What?..That is really unique...Actually, that reminds him of 'Small Soldiers'. A slight shiver went down his spine at the thought of one specific moment in that movie. He relaxed a little though, when he realized he was not the only one that felt nervous and uncomfortable. He took one slow, deep breath with his eyes closed. It is all good. Life moves on. It is how it works. Things do not always go according to plan and sometimes life deals you a really bad hand. He took another slow, deep breath before he began walking with everyone. So they are going to be trained now? Like...trained to fight and use their powers? Oh great..He usually passes out pretty fast when it comes to over exhaustion when it comes to his powers. A subtle uneasy flash left from his eyes, as fast as it had arrived. No. It is time to just focus on what is in front of him. (C)

His train of thought broke when a man was introducing himself as Fenrir. Ah, so they are introducing themselves as their real name and given nickname? He listened intently and decided not to reply until everyone had spoken first. His voice soft enough that only someone who was waiting for him to say something would have heard him. "Nico Wayland...My-" he grew silent for a moment. Would he still call them friends when they do not even know if he is alive anymore? They probably have already moved on. The thought sent a sharp pain into his abdomen but he showed no pain on the outside. "The people from where I am from used to call me Evergreen." he stated with a delicate nod. His attention reflected upon each one of them when he realized that Jack said his team was killed. That is quite depressing. Poor guy...Being the survivor can be much more suffering than the people who died. A small huff escaped from his chest when he thought about how everything is probably bugged..(C)


He is probably going to be under watch for more than half of the time he is here. They are just subjects to be used as the government sees. But he supposes it could be worse. Like his family killed because he decided not to obey their call. He saw movement, of which almost caused him to break line and jump back until he realized it was the woman who told him he walked into the wrong barracks. Oh right. Emily isn't it? She just introduced herself. She is hugging them? It is probably due to the sadness that had filled the air, he can understand her trying to comfort them with hugs. He supposes that he should get mentally prepared for what is next. All of these people seem to either be super nervous or have experience with their powers...He has lack of… What will he say if it doesn't work? It fails half of the time and the other times it is too lame to say anything about it…(C)

Will the others see him as useless when this is realized that it seems like he does not have a power or that he probably the weakest here..Many thoughts just waterfall through his mind while he walked, knowing that soon..All of this will come to a head and when it does, Nico is going to feel bad… (E)


                                             Nico

Erran took in the names and associated them with faces, if they were to work together then he'd better know them as more than, "Hey you." Though he wouldn't need to remember them for long, a third would die off in due time, another third would turn their backs on the, "good fight", and the rest would survive or flee. And while he admitted that some of the members looked good enough to keep his bunk warm for a few nights, he remembered to not get attached. These lot were not him, so in his mind they were doomed to fail; it just was a matter of time until he found out which ones were worth the invested time. The one which identified as Emily went around giving hugs, and he figured she'd most likely died a horrid death attempting to foolishly save someone's life; the givers were typically the first to go. -c-
If he put effort in, maybe he could bed her a time or two before the inevitable self sacrifice occurred. While he didn't normally waste time with the "shy" types, he did find the allure of feigned innocence a desirable trait if only for the intent of corrupting that naive demeanor. Then there was the living firefly which had an attitude big enough to rival his own, power struggles were always fun even if he knew he'd come out on top. While the pink hair lacked creativity and showed more of an absence of individuality in this day and age, he was curious of her as a person. She might be the first to defect or leave a member for dead, then again he was wrong once every few months. -c-
His eyes drifted to the blue fellow once more and he still could not determine who or what sort of after-school cartoon he crawled out of, for that was some 90's-era comedy cliche shit he was pulling. Still though, he couldn't help but smile at the.....Odd Thomas of the group. And for a moment he wondered how terrifying that freak could be if he focused his powers to perform more than just comedy acts. It almost sent a shiver down his spine....almost...-c-
It was then that the silent ushers of Evergreen touched his ears; funny thing about heightened senses, one catches shit even if they don't wish to. An inward chuckle would echo through his mind, Green was right, at least from the looks of Nico. That would be fun, determining his powers as well. So far these and a handful of other unotables filled the ranks, and if Erran could sigh, he would do so in the most dry of manners. Humanity was fucked if this rag-tag group of misfits unwittingly were tasked to save the world. Judging from the way these things worked, he'd be doomed to aid them as they somehow saved the day. -c-
"Well," he began. "I would like to say that it would be better to meet you all under different circumstances-" He lied, in the real world he would not have bothered with half of them; they radiated the sense of....lower class. Disgusting. "But I suppose we will have to learn to work with one another as you learn to mature into your powers, which I may add can be quite the pain in the ass. I'm not saying we have to like each other, as Jack pointed out, however it would help in our survival. Now I'm not going to pretend that everything will always be sunshines, rainbows, and unicorn shit between us, but we will have to make this work. Sorry for stating the obligatory obvious, but I figured I'd get it out now so we can get this shit-show started. Who knows, long after we're dead people may make a cartoon series based on us that lasts for over a century or two before Hollywood decides to fuck it up." -c-
"But I digress....where should we start, Jack? Certain death obstacle courses,or lethal and realistic combat training?" -e-