((no 15's fine. I'll post in one second.))
Name: Monikya ((I like weird names))
Appearance: She has jet black hair in long loopy ringlets down to her waist. Her eyes are violet, unusual and pretty. The irises a soft purple, turning a little blue in the middle around the pupil. She's tan, almost olive, and very skinny, not muscular at all.
Personality: She is sweet and caring, almost too trusting, and very compassionate. Somehow doesn't understand that she can't be close with many people because of her 'curse'. She's not afraid to take the bullet for someone else. But she's timid, shy, unsure of herself. She needs someone to depend on. She is afraid of being alone.
Positive Power: Can control water and wind. She can only do it though if she is concentrating very hard, no loud noises or rough movements. Whenever she uses her power, she grows tired, but not dramatically.
Negative Power: Takes pain from the ones she cares about. No matter if she wants it or not, she takes pain - whether physical or mental - from the people that are important to her.
Bio: ((I can't think of one....sorry))
Name: Tristian (Goes by Try or Ian, only his sister can call him Tristian and get away with it)
Looks: His hair, like his sister's is jet black and curly, it's it a short crew cut so it doesn't touch his ears. His skin is darker than his sister's and is a rich olive, he's muscularly but not overly buff. He is taller than average by a few inches. His eyes are a deep blue-black that are so dark they look black in certain lights. He has a cocky grin, though if you look at him closely you can see lines of worry in his face. He is scarred up from various things, fights, and other things like that. He has a normal nose and normal ears. His jaw is firm and just starting to get stubble on it.
Personality: Very controlled and calm. He can keep himself under control most of the time and is good at forcing unwanted emotions down and suppressing anger. He is forgetful at times and sometimes his mind seems to wander, side effects from using his power when he was younger. He prefers to not be around other people, because he's nervous about getting himself into situations that would get him angry. He is extremely protective of his sister and will protect her at all costs, he gets upset and blames himself when she gets hurt. HE is loyal and a good listener, he has high morals that he always sticks by.
Bio: His and his sister's mother was a magician, it's where they inherited their gifts from. Their father on the other hand was not a magician, and was rather mean to them when he discovered they did have powers. Their father was mean, because he was upset that their mother didn't give him powers. Tristian took a lot of his sister's beating for her, though he couldn't always protect her from their father, and that upsets him. Tristian accidently burnt the house down when he was 14 and his sister was 13. Their father survived but didn't want anything to do with either of them anymore, so their mother then took them in but ended up sentding them to boarding school after boarding school because she was too busy to keep them around with her. ((Sound good?))
Gift: He can control and summon fire, only when he's angry though.
Curse: Every time he get angry enough to use fire his mind deteriorates, his body heals slower than normal.
((What's their last name?))
((Um......Maledetto. It means cursed in Italian :D And if Tristian took Monikya's beatings, wouldn't she still be the one getting hurt? Yay im excited!))
((Well, maybe they didn't know about their curses/gifts for a bit...so he thought he was helping her. Besides it was his natural instinct. *shrugs* You want to start?))
((Sure why not. :D))
Monikya looked up at the giant, black and grey building looming overhead. She had to bend her neck back almost all the way to look to the roof. She nudged her brother's arm. "So this is where we are living? I'm not sure if I want to...." She crinkled her nose at the thought of living in this huge jail cell.
Tristian reached his arm up and gripped his sister's shoulder gently, "We'll be good, we've been in far worse places, including sone of those other boarding schools," he said. He let go of her shoulder and grabbed both of theur suitcases, "Come on, let's go in." he said dragging the suit cases towards the door. His feet felt heavier as he got closer though, this place really did feel forboding.
((Thats cool, I've never heard the word 'forboding' before. See, you learn something new everyday! XD))
Monikya trusted her brother with her life, so she followed him inside. She saw many kids with lifeless, blank faces, pale and cold. She frowned; if they did that to her brother, they were gonna pay! She sped up a little, to stand right behind her brother. "Try..." she whispered. She grabbed his arm. She saw a firm looking woman standing in the hallway, looking down on them like rodents in a kitchen.
((I'm excited this is fun XD))
((I might have spelt it wrong...))
"Nobody's going to hurt you, Monikya, I won't let 'em." He promised her, he set the suitcases down when the reached the woman, "The Maledettos I presume?" the woman asked in a hard, clipped voice. Tristian kept the calm look he always had, not the least bit threatened or scared by this woman's overbearing and strong appearance, "Yes ma'am, I am Tristian. and this is my sister, Monikya." he introduced himself and his sister in an even voice that had a threaning undertone, especially when he said his sister's name. The tone he used seemed to say, 'I will be nice for now, but if you hurt my sister, you will pay, and pay dearly'. The woman looked at both of them, her sharp blue eyes taking them in, judging them already.
((I know it is fun! :D))
((teehee I like having an awesome bro like Tristian))
"I am Mrs. Pergerinn. I am headmaster at this acadamy. You will follow me." The evil lady turned on her heel and walked down the hall, her heels clanking on the floor. Monikya looked at Tristian. "So do we follow her? And should we follow the rules or be defiant?"
"Let's not break the rules yet, there's no reason too." Tristian said he picked the suitcases up, he leaned in so his mouth was next to his sister's ear, "If she turns out to a psycotic as she looks feel free to break the rules." he whispered jokingly, then he walked after Mrs. Peregrinn. They were heading for the stairs, Of course, stairs, it's like none of teh boarding schools we've ever been too have ever heard of the lovely invention of an elevator. he though as he lifted the suicases up and started to make his way up the stairs.
((I know! :D))
((and i have to go soon, so if I disappear, that's why.))
"Ok. Whatever you say." Monikya followed Tristian up the stairs, trying to take a suitcase out of his arms. "I can carry my own weight." She said independantly. She sped up a bit, looking over her shoulder at all the lifeless faces at the bottom of the stairs.
((Do they know they have powers yet?))
"Yea I think so." She mumbled. She didn't want to leave Tristian. "I'll text you, our phones still work here." She whispered in his ear, she didn't want Mrs. Pergerinn to take their last way of communication. Monikya took her suitcase out of Tristian's arms, and carried it up the stairs, her soft boots not making a sound against the carpet. We are still here together. She thought to Tristian, hoping that he could hear her. We will only be a hallway apart.
((I left that up to you to decide. Sure, I'm good with that.))
Monikya entered her dormitory, it looked bland and empty. There were two sets of bunk beds. Ms. Grayson led her to the bed with a book on the top. She was on the top, next to a window. She opened the shutters, seeing dead grass surrounding the building. She found the dresser without a name plate, and emptied her giant suitcase. She put herr books and journals in the top drawer, and her clothes in the bottom drawers. She looked at the back of the door, the number 13 stuck out backwards from the indention on the front of the door. "I will see you later at dinner." Ms. Grayson left, dismissing herself from the room. Monikya looked around the room again. She noticed a small girl in the corner, her straight blonde hair pulled back into a braid. She had bangs on her forehead, and she only looked to be about 8 or 9 years old. Monikya looked at her and walked over. She didn't look as emotionless as the other kids they had seen. "Hello. I'm Monikya. And you are?" She looked at the little girl. She seemed afraid, and rather cute. Try, there's a really little girl here. I didn't realize that the kids here would be so little. She looks about nine. She hoped Tristian could hear her.
((yea you can. I'm bad at names. As long as it ends with "acadamy'))
The little girl responded so quietly, you could barely hear her. "I'm Eve. I'm nine. I've gone to this acadamy for 5 years."
I looked at her little, fragile body. "I just got here. I'm fifteen. Do you want to be my friend?"
She nodded. I smiled at her. She smiled back. I gestured for her to follow me and I went to my bed. I flipped though the heavy book filled with rules and regulations. "So the uniform is a black shirt and a red and black checkered skirt?"
"Yep." Eve smiled. I fished through my drawers, finding the necissary clothes. I stripped my shirt off, and put on the uniform shirt. I was a little small for my board shoulders, but it was ok. It would stretch after a little wear. I pulled out the black dress shoes and the tights. I slipped into the outfit, and looked at Eve. "I look normal now?"
She nodded, smiling.
Eve is the little girl. She's sweet.
Monikya looked at Eve. "So what do we do now?"
"We go do whatever we want until dinner."
"Well what is there to do?"
"Nothing really. I could give you a tour. Your classes start tomorrow."
"Ok." Monikya followed Eve out of the dormitory. She willed Tristian to follow.
"Hey Try." Monikya said. She pointed to Eve. "This is my brother, Tristian. Tristian, this is my friend Eve."
Eve smiled cutely.
"Don't I look good in my uniform?" Monikya asked jokingly.
Monikya went up behind Tristian as Ms. Grayson ((She's married to Mr. Grayson)) walked towards them. "I don't like her. She's in charge of my dormitory. She's mean." Monikya shrunk behind her brother, cowering in fear.
((Hahahah on a 'neach'? Just teasing you, I know you mean beach.))
"Shouldn't you be doing something?" Ms. Grayson snapped. Eve cowered more. She obviously didn't enjoy her stay here. Sorry, now you have two little sisters to watch over. Monikya thought to her brother. She felt bad, she was dumping all her problems and worries onto his shoulders.
Eve took the siblings out to the garden first. There was a little pond, and a bunch of trees. Monikya was immediatly drawn to the pond, her eyes lost in the surface of the water. She could see a little fish swimming under the surface. She was shocked that people took such nice care of the garden even though the school was so gross. She closed her eyes, hearing the water ripple with the wind.
((heeheee I'm trying to lead into her power showing up))
Monikya suddenly got the strange urge to try something stupid. She held her hand out over the water, expecting something to happen, but she wasn't sure what.