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Post by trinity on Feb 8, 2009 17:22:38 GMT -5
January 19
Trinity was just coming to terms with what it meant to be different to everyone else in college, in the world and it was difficult to understand why this had happened to her, this ability to borrow other specials powers and use them by mere thought control. She didn’t want any powers, she wanted a normal life but then again she had a small pocket of excitement about being unique. So far, after numerous attempts all she found she can do is camouflage herself which was kind of cool but also dangerous. She sat in the park on a bench watching the world fly buy, clouds slowly creeping along the sky, dogs and their owners chasing each other around and then there were cyclists and walkers just passing by, it was really normal and then there was herself, a freak. Trin raised a hand up, eyes looking at it intensely as she thought about it, what happened the other day, her whole body seemingly vanishing into the scenery and then back again. What would she do now? Pretend as if it had never happened and just continue with life or accept the fact that she was destined to be different since she was born. She dropped her hand and sighed, she didn’t believe this, she, it wasn’t real was it? Trinity got lost in her thoughts, her inner debate about whether what she saw, apparently did actually did happen.
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Post by jason on Feb 8, 2009 17:50:36 GMT -5
It was the nineteenth of January and Jason was having a hell of a day. He was just fired from his job at Pinehearst and he thought that he would never get fired from that job. However, indeed his was wrong – just his luck. Now he had no clue what to do. Sure he was still in the military, but to be honest he thought that he would never get back to Iraq.
He was just bored out of his mind as he decided to walk around the park. Perhaps it could get his mind off of the things that he had spent the last few weeks doing something that he thought was important, but after all it wasn’t important. Nothing seemed important anymore.
The twenty-six year old sighed and just walked the park, with his hands in his pocket trying to figure out what he was meant to do. There had to be something for him to do in now. There just had to be. He just needed to do something – work would be nice.
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Post by trinity on Feb 8, 2009 18:05:21 GMT -5
What was she suppose to do now? Continue with college as if nothing had happen with Josh and that Stephen guy? She couldn’t just switch of her memory of that day, erase it from history so it was now part of her and she needed to learn to life with it. Problem was, she didn’t want to have powers or even know about this ability nonsense. The park was always a good place to clear the air and think in peace well away from the traffic and other distractions in the big city. Still, she only had one power, she had only absorbed one right? The power to blend into the environment around? Trinity sighed, getting to here feet only to immediately bump into someone walking buy and she grunted, stumbling back a good few steps, almost falling but luckily she had grown used to being clumsy.
“I’m sorry….I….wasn’t paying attention again…I mean just now…you know…” She was babbling yet again but in fairness she had been dealt a major shock recently so it was expected that she be a little shaky.
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Post by jason on Feb 9, 2009 10:44:03 GMT -5
Jason wasn’t paying much attention to his surroundings. Perhaps he should pay attention to his surroundings because it was probably a good thing to do. It would be the right thing to do but Jason was nonsense at this moment and really didn’t care if he paid much attention to his surroundings. He was in depression mood after all. Okay, technically he wasn’t in depression mood, it just felt that way to him. He all of sudden bumped into someone. He then came back to reality: pay attention to the surroundings again.
It was a girl who he bumped into. She was babbling. He just tilted his head, “No, no it’s my fault” He said. It was true, he wasn’t paying attention. Of course, it could have been both of their fault and Jason wasn’t going to stand here and point finger at whose fault it was.
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Post by trinity on Feb 9, 2009 15:25:54 GMT -5
Trinity was a little dazed for a moment as she tried to focus and she did eventually to find some ruggedly handsome man standing over her and it was almost enough to force her to pinch herself to see if that bump had knocked her out cold. No this was reality apparently and a good one. “I um…was distracted by something….should have been paying attention to what I was doing but eh….I’m glad I didn’t hurt you, I didn’t did I?” She reached out with the intention of offering a friendly hand on the arm, to make sure her lack of manners hadn’t left him a little stunned as she was right now.
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Post by jason on Feb 10, 2009 0:33:12 GMT -5
Jason looked at the blond she must be having an off day he wondered to himself. It just seemed that today of all days for going to be an eventful day as much as odd days for Jason Moore were going to be. It just was a part of life that seemed to follow Jason. Like he wanted anything to do with that, alas that was a part of life. He smiled as the blond spoke, she seemed younger than him as if she was – like the same age as the twins. “No worries, I should have been paying attention” He said with a slight pause “Oh, no no you didn’t hurt me, I don’t think so” He said with a puzzling look. He raised an eyebrow as he decided to give her a friendly shake. As he was going to give her a shake he noticed blue coming out of the top of his fingertips Not now… He quickly hid his hands back his pocket. He hoped that she didn’t see the blue.
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Post by trinity on Feb 10, 2009 13:32:19 GMT -5
This had to be the lousiest day in her life after not only learning more about her uniqueness and now running into a ruggedly good looking man that if she was normal she would jump at but hey, what did this ‘special’ thing mean? Could she have kids like a normal person and if so would they have abilities as well? Listen to her, babies and normality; it was ridiculous to even consider that stuff. She offered a friendly hand to make sure he was fine and he seemed to be open to the gesture but swiftly jumped back as if she was contagious or something. “Eh…are you sure you’re alright?” Who was alright in this world? Everyone had problems but for Trinity she had more than usual.
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Post by jason on Feb 11, 2009 18:01:58 GMT -5
Today was obviously wasn’t going quiet well for Jason. He sighed. It was kind of like the day he found out about his ability all those years ago. Okay it was like ten years ago, but Jason wasn’t counting and then he remembered the date – today was the same day that he found out his uniqueness. Nothing was ever going to be the same anymore. This was embarrassing for him as he jumped back. Probably stupid on his part, but he had to act cool or calm in this environment. He shrugged his shoulders back “I’m fine, just uh had a little flashback…that is all” He said. He lied. It was a lie. He didn’t have a little flashback. He saw his powers sparking out of his hands again – that wasn’t normal.
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Post by trinity on Feb 11, 2009 18:10:32 GMT -5
When someone jumps back like this man had just done then there were usually a few reasons that would spring to mind. Bad breath, fear or just plain ‘I don’t want to be near you’ syndrome but flash back didn’t really come into her mind when she thought up reasons why. Trinity looked at him with raised eyebrows, “Flashbacks? You had a flashback just now? See I knew I had hurt you, cause some upstairs damage and, ugh I should just lock myself in a cell and stare there because everything I touch breaks…I mean look….I even broke a ruggedly handsome gentlemen in the park on a nice day, I’m so badly cursed….” Babble, Babble! It was all the usual panic stricken talk from Trinity as she went on and one and on. She was probably scaring him away which was probably a good thing.
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Post by jason on Feb 11, 2009 18:32:03 GMT -5
Jason glanced up at the woman who was just babbling now. He just gave a slight chuckle, “Post Traumatic Stress Disorder and no you didn’t hurt me” He pointed to his head “Already have upstairs damage, suicide bomber, only one to survive” He said sighing “But the Air Force says I’m still perfectly fit to serve” He smiled again “Jason Moore” as he pulled his right hand out of his pocket and held out his hand, for shaking. Hoping that he didn’t shock her or revive his ability.
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Post by trinity on Feb 12, 2009 14:08:59 GMT -5
She would have put money on him being military, he had that look of discipline about him and it was clearly a skill officers carried on outside the uniform as well as inside it. It was quite something, she had a great respect for those that protected the rights and freedom of the United States Citizens but then again little did they know what they were protecting. Freaks like her, specials. Trinity felt a little calmer for a moment and extended her hand out as well for a good shake for apology, “Trinity Austin, nice to meet you albeit under this circumstance….” She half the time didn’t know what she was saying.
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Post by jason on Feb 12, 2009 16:37:55 GMT -5
Jason Moore was a special person and he really didn’t want people to know that he had special abilities. He tried to keep his abilities a secret and thus far it was working. It was working because the normal people that he was usually around were dumber then dumb. He gave an awkward look at the person before. She seemed to be scared or something. He just couldn’t put it into prospective yet. He shook her hand and then placed his hand in his pocket – again. “Pleasure Trinity” He said with a nod and laughed “Babbling again?” He asked in a curious tone.
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Post by trinity on Feb 12, 2009 16:59:08 GMT -5
After shaking the hand of the gentlemen, it was at that point she remembered that her power was to copy DNA strands of others and incorporate them into her own DNA make up which meant if this man had any form of special ability then she could potentially inherit it. She placed her hands back at her side and shrugged, “Yeah I babble when I’m nervous, I get nervous when I’m around cute guys and I’m around a lot of cute guys so….I babble…” That was really lame! She could hear herself shouting that, calling herself lame inside her head and she was right, it was lame. Trinity sighed; she should probably just keep her mouth shut or something. “So Air Force huh?” It was a silence breaker, she hated eerie silences.
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Post by jason on Feb 12, 2009 22:55:04 GMT -5
Jason was amazed that he didn’t shock her. For some reason, his ability liked to do that. Sure he didn’t have Electrokinesis, but for some reason he could make out sparks and shock people with his ability. It was kind of scary, but he really didn’t care. He just wanted to hide his ability and live with as it wasn’t a burden on him. He nodded as she spoken she seemed to be babbly when nervous. It seemed natural for girls that he had meet. “Oh I see, that is just creepy” he said as he gave a smile. He nodded his head again, “Yeah, Air Force never thought the valedictorian from Yale would be interesting the Air Force” He said now ranting.
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Post by trinity on Feb 17, 2009 10:16:01 GMT -5
Once the handshake was over, Trinity immediately bit down on her lip and rolled her eyes as she completely forgot about her power, the one that has a tendency for copying abilities and re-writing her genetic makeup if that was it. It was unlikely this Air Force man had actually an ability so she just shook of but remembered that she should be more careful when it comes to friendly handshakes. “I actually don’t know anything about the Air Force, but I do respect you guys for you know the work you do…” She wasn’t sure what direction to take the sentence in so she just went with what she had and then just cut herself off. She cleared her throat and frowned a little, she was making a terrible impression.
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