Mutants (non x-men)

[sojournerwolf]

Lucas

I grin at you as I feel your foot teasing my leg and wiggle my ears, well the points anyway and give an exaggerated shiver. (Though, to be honest, I do find the jeans are just a little tighter at the moment.) I gently catch your foot between my legs and give you a hug.

"Sounds good to me," I say, "Always did like lots of room...and a lot of privacy as needed."

I wonder if you know how happy I am to see you warming to the idea of becoming more involved with others again, of wanting to have social contact. I know there will be a lot of work involved, and I find myself looking forward to it eagerly, an added joy to the thought of spending our lives together.

As we dig into the food that has been served us, I catch a glimpse of Mama Pierre out of the corner of my eye. She's pretending to be casual, but I can tell she is watching us in particular, her mouth twitching in a barely restrained smile.

Simon appears as if by magic each time our glasses seem about to be emptied, his sons whisking away plates as we empty them. The food is wonderful to me, and all too soon gone.

Simon strolls by our table and asks if we would like dessert.

 

[intriguess]

Violet

I smile as we eat remaining relaxed even a slight unseen tension lays over us. I shake my head to Simon, "I don't think my pants will hold another morsel of food no matter how deliscious it is. Perhaps another time?" I wink at you noticing your playful grin and Mama Pierre's questioning eyes.

 

[sojournerwolf]

Lucas

I chuckle at your comment to Simon and add my own, "Old man, I eat any more and I'll be sleeping like a hound on a porch until next week. and the service, Simon, I swear your boys are getting better and better all the time." Simon beams, for he does love his children dearly and takes great pride in them.

Mama Pierre saunters over, almost casually and her tone is almost, but not quite, indifferent, when she asks if the food was okay.

I take her hand and kiss it. "Mama Pierre, it was wonderful beyond even your usual exceptional standards."

"So," she says, "at least a two brace o' gunieas, then?"

I shake my head, "This is a four if ever there was one. I'll have them to you by Wednesday next, 'kay?"

She smiles happily and turns to you, "Violet, I'm so happy to have met you, and hope you be sure to make this mangy critter bring you back, often."

I can tell what she wants to do is give you a big, motherly hug, but she's more discreet than that, at least in public.

We rise and stroll towards the door. The lunch crowd is all but cleared out, a few of the older men and women still gossiping over their chickory laced coffee and speaking in patios so thick, even I don't understand it.

"Darlin', I kind of need to stroll uptown and see what's going on there. Sounds like a couple of friends might be involved. Maybe, if they're all tired of beating up on each other, might be able to talk some reason.

"Did you want to stay here and chat with Mama Pierre about land and ministers or have me drop you off at the herbalists on the way? Or is there somewhere else I can walk you over until I get back? You're welcome to come with me if you want, but uptown might be still a bit sticky with whomever is fussin'. And I know you've got things you want to get done today."

On impulse, as you mull over what you want to do, I lean over and kiss your cheek, again feeling the rush of images/thoughts/feelings we share with even any physical contact.

 

[intriguess]

Violet

"I think I'll talk with Mama Pierre and check on minister while you tend to what you need to." I return a soft little kiss as I make a small motion to Mama Pierre, after a long talk about you I finally broach the subject of children. She gives me a big grin and asks if I'm with child, I shake my head and say not yet. I ask if she knows why she hasn't had children she shrugs her big body meandering through kitchen cleaning things up and says she ain't never got around to it. I say I could make it possible for her to have kids, her eyes light up and she nearly drops the pan she was cleaning and she gives me a big bear hug. During which I manage to maneuver her hormonal balance. "You have about three months of fertility." I say kissing her on the cheek, "If it doesn't happen, come see me."

I leave managing to avoid touching any more people my skin a medium grape color as I sneak into herbalist, which is luckily far from the trouble though I can sense exactly where Lucas is in relation to where I am without even thinking.

 

[sojournerwolf]

Lucas

I smile and give you a warm hug. It's more than land and ministers you are going to talk about I can tell. Amazement bordering on awe wends its way into my mind at just how wonderful, how caring, how giving you are.

"I'll see you soon, darlin'," I whisper and then turn to stroll around the corner of the building.

One of Simon's boys is outside and I ask him to fetch his dad. Simon comes back a moment later.

"Got a favor to ask."

"Shoot."

"Violet's going to stay here and talk to Mama Pierre a bit. She might be leaving a little later, headed over to the herbalist's--"

"Dam' fine woman there, mon. Dam' fine," he squints at me. "She's the Healer, eh? The one got mobbed downtown the other day."

I nod. What Simon doesn't know about what goes on in this town, it's not news.

"Ya know," he says, looking at the sky, "Mama Pierre, she been sayin' we runnin' a little low on chamomile tea. Might be need to send the boys over to pick some up a little later."

I put my hand on his shoulder, "Thanks, Simon."

"Don' mention it," he says and turns to go into the building. He turns back and looks at me. "yes indeed, she is a fine, fine woman. You gonna take care of her good. Love her good, you hear?"

I nod again and Simon disappears into the restaurant.

 

[sojournerwolf]

Lucas-heading uptown

OOC: rather than make one really long post, thought I would break it up.

IC: I stretch a bit, then lope off towards the alley. I know every back way in this town, having learned them while we were terrorizing the Genoshans. Soon, I am running and feeling wonderful, jumping trashcans and fences. I feel so damn good, I could almost start singing. Thoughts of Violet swirl around in my brain like some delirious dream.

It takes me about twenty minutes at flat out broken field running through alleys and side streets before I arrive at the bar. I stop for a moment to catch my breath after that good meal and get focused.

Stay loose, I tell myself, Stay loose.

Taking a deep breath, I push open the door and walk inside. No doorman or bouncer, seems pretty deserted. Yet, coming through the door, I can already smell the ozony air from mutants using their powers, can detect Rache and Vincent and...Fortunato?

I puzzle over this. He's either here and telepathically cloaked or has been here real recently. Most mutants with similar abilities can only block vision, which is no problem for me. Fortunato is one of the very few that can jangle my sense of smell and hearing as well.

What the hell, I decide. If he's here and doesn't want anyone else to know, that's his biz. Still, I enter with even more caution, for though we fought together against the Genoshans, I've never really been able to bring myself to trust him.

Speaking of jangled, Rache and Vincent both look like they've been rode hard and put up wet.

Damn, if ever I have smelled sheer unadultareted rage, it is pouring off of Rache. Neither of them really seems to notice me until I slip past them to the bar and smile as friendly as I can.

"Hey, boys and girls. Are we havin' fun yet?"

 

[Neale]

Fortunato

I'd been enjoying the 'fight' for some time, trying to figure out how to neutralize Parasite's powers, when Lucas came in. His aura was readily recognizable, fairly palpable with animal power and instincts. He had my respect from our time together against the Genoshans, but I doubt he'll ever trust someone who can manipulate his senses like I can. Looks like the party is over. No chance Lucas will help her finish off the slimeball, more's the pity. Guess I should say hi.

I relaxed my cloak enough to ensure Lucas' heightened senses would register my presence, while still remaining unseen by the others. Definitely did not want to surprise Lucas when and if I decided to openly join this little fracas.

 

[sojournerwolf]

Lucas

Fortunato's scent gets a little more consistent, and I can hear him breathing, just at the limits of my senses there at the bar.

Damn, I think, he's getting better at this all the time. I'd just about convinced myself he'd been there and gone.

I appreciate Fortunato letting me know he's there, but figure he's still preferring the others don't, so I casually raise my hand to the side of my head and flash the recognition sign from our days with the guerillas, two fingers to the temple and thmb just below the ear as if I was scratching my head.

 

[intriguess]

Violet

I know I'm being watched as I shake my head as I do business with herbalist, getting some hard cash. Which I'll need to arrange a quick wedding. I take some time and taper off some excess energy into her growing plants, my skin a pale lilac my hair a silvery purple as I walk out. It wasn't as tiring with plants, they weren't as demanding as humans. I threw my cloak over my face and meandered into town stopping at the church to make arrangements.

 

[Serah]

Rachel

OOC***FYI Ink(Vincent) and I are outisde the bar, Ink Left and I was about to enter when the fight broke out****

IC

Im not sure which makes me angrier, his refusing to fight or the supplication as he flat out offers targets to me. I Ignite my powers and I can feel the gasp as people react to my braking the 'code' but Im tired, tired of scum rising to the top, Tired of slime slithering away. I dont know how but paraiste is going to pay. I Drain emotions surrounding me. I drain away everything but anger , I leave the crowd with a sense of impending anger that is palpable. Suddenly A Wolfen figure enters the crowd he is so devoid of anger its sickening nothing but love and understanding from this one.
"Justice will be served, Rember what this freak did to us, if we cant kill him then lets let him live in hell". I grapple Parasite and move to take him to his future home.

 

[sojournerwolf]

Lucas

OOC: Oops. Sorry about that Serah. I misread your post.

IC: I step in front of the outside of the bar door, looking out at the crowd. The sheer anger, the blood lust permeates the air. I recognize the scent all too well. My life's been a war against it within myself. Calling on all the training of my childhood, what I learned before having my ass hauled to this island, I can maintain a state of equilibrium, but just barely. I've no idea how, or even if, I can do anything to help diffuse the situation, but I know I've got to try. There are things about Vincent these folks don't know and it is about high fuckin' time they did.

"Yeah, Rage," I call to her, pitching my voice so everyone in the crowd can hear. "Go ahead, kick his ass like he deserves. Just the sort of thing that's owed to the guy who single handedly shut down the damn field generators so we could get in and trash the Genoshans, that night we finally brought them down. And smashed the electric circuits so they couldn't be brought back up."

I don't see any need to mention I know this because I was the one that found Vincent there. Indestructible as he is, all that voltage had knocked him on his butt and rattled his cage. Don't think it necessary to mention that when I was carrying him out of there, he drained off some of my healing factor, too. No sense overloading the crowd with information.

 

[Inkubus]

Vincent (otherwise known as the rag doll on the left)

Vincent looked up at the sound of the familiar voice. Vincent had a punch drunk look on his face. although he bore no scars or bruises the weight of his sins seemed enough to crush him. That single voice of reason stirred something in him...something he had almost let himself forget in his haste for pennance. Rachel had him grappled pretty tight but physical contact had a wonderful effect on his powers. First he used the touch based aspect of his powers to cancel out her emotion affect. Vincent drew off her super strength enough to get the words out..."Lucas..they have the girl I need your help to free her. Perdio, he has Deadeye hell he may even have Fortunato for all I kn.." Rachel sensed the drawing of her powers and grappled Vincent tighter.

 

[sojournerwolf]

Lucas

For a moment, I think maybe Vincent has gotten his head banged a bit too hard.

"Girl?" I ask, "what girl?"

Even as the question forms on my lips, apprehension stirs the hair at the back of my neck, raising it all along the thick pelt along my spine.

I've not felt any sense of danger from Violet, but rather kept touch with the bond between us as she has gone from the herbalists towards the church. Yet, I know there are mutants with the sort of powers that could create an illusion.

Violet, darlin', I send to her, praying the bond is strong enough that if not my thoughts, my feelings can get to her, that she can interpret them. Are you okay?

As I try to stay focused enough to feel her response, I know if anything has happened to her, if anyone has dared to so much as threaten to harm her I will rip through the forces of Hell itself to find her.

Even as I listen with my mind, I can feel myself moving forward, not fast, but strongly. My talons are already emerging from where they normally rest against indentations at the tips of my fingers. My lips are writhing into a snarl. Sight, sound, smell, all my senses become crystalline as reason surrenders to instinct born of desperate fear for Violet, my mate.

The crowd begins to draw back as I roar, "What girl?"

 

[intriguess]

Violet

I sensed Lucas's form rippling even though I didn't hear his throughts, I attempt to send some sort of calming sense to him when my eyes are suddenly his, and I can sense his fear feel his form shifting as he romps through town. I can tell he's sniffing air and then turns away from me towards outskirts of town.

 

[sojournerwolf]

Lucas

I catch the tendrils of Violet's thoughts, her feelings, the sense of calm. I stop where I am and breathe deeply, letting myself move back to center. I concentrate on feeling safe, calm...just trying to let her know everything is okay.

It's then I notice I am quite a bit closer to Rache and Vincent. Drawing my talons back into my fingers, I raise my hands to signal no threat. But the look in Rache's eyes is not pleasant.

Lucas, old son, I think to myself, you may well and truly have stepped into it now.

 

[sojournerwolf]

OOC

Intriguess I think Serah has a good idea about an ooc thread to go along with this, and a call for additional characters, but you started the thread and would like to know what you think and would like to do in lines with the vision you have for the story.

Serah Just for info, does Rache also manipulate emotions, particularly anger, in others as well as feeding off emotions to strengthen herself? Also, is her strength and invulnerability a direct correlation to having drained those emotions or is it more of a constant?

Inkubus It looks like, even though Vincent can't be killed, he can be hurt, is that right? If I overstepped on the "being jangled" by the electricity earlier, I apologize. Seemed a good way to have Lucas know that Vincent is not the slime many others think he is.

Neale question of clarification, is the bar D n' A and is Fortunato the proprieter?


I'm really enjoying writing with such a talented group here. I look forward to seeing how the thread progresses.

Thanks for listening.

 

[Neale]

OOC

I think it is Fortunato's establishment. D n A is as good a name as any...

Basically, I've just been keeping Fortunato around and available until I figure out what is going on, or someone needs him for something. I have no idea what I'm doing at this point, but I'm still around!

 

[Serah]

Rache Very OOC

Serah Just for info, does Rache also manipulate emotions, particularly anger, in others as well as feeding off emotions to strengthen herself? Also, is her strength and invulnerability a direct correlation to having drained those emotions or is it more of a constant?

I'll be honest and say that I really wasnt sure what I was doing when I started posting with you all. But Im learing as I go.
She feeds (Literally) On emotions they give her her powers. The only thing she has a trace of is invulnerabilty. But its no where near Inkubus and she doesnt heal like you do SW. Her Strength is a Direct correlation to the emotions around her. Kind of a reverse hulk.

So to answer your questions

Yes she manipulates emtions, but its more of a reflex. I dont think she knows how to control it yet.
Yes those emotions giver her strength otherwise shes normal strengthed.
No her strength isnt constant but her invulnerabilty is. when I say Invulnerabilty I mean the level of it Im not really invulnearble I can bleed I can hurt, Im just very resilient. I m kind of thinking she hulk invulnerable not rougue invulnerable.

Im the newbie so I was just spouting thoughts and Ink was the one who started the ball rolling on the options things, in the end Its up to Intriguess.Thanks for the great RP and thanks all ,for being so friendly.

 

[Serah]

Rache IC

Wolf boys emotions just flew off the scope, I get an influx of power I dont know what to do with. The parasite was still firm in my grip when the creature growled. The funny thing is both this slime and I can take a mean hit but we both involuntarily stepped back when the wolf lost it. As I step back Parsite goes limp and slips through my hands for a second As I reach for him I realize that the odds are shifting and I dont know enough about the powers around me I let him slip as I stand back and get ready for what this mobs gonna do. Mobs are a fickle thing and when all that emotion builds up you never know where its gonna go. I 'll deal with the slime later for now I may have my hands full if I dont do something.

 

[sojournerwolf]

Lucas

OOC: thanks Neale and Serah for clearing some of my questions up. Neale, I mentioned that bar name as one peterpan had brought up earlier, wasn't sure if it was the same one or not. *G* Fortunato is quite an interesting cat, am looking forward to what he's planning in counsels with himself. Serah, I think you are doing great with your character, really looking forward to how you develop her.


IC: I'm still fighting with trying to get back to a calmer state of mind. Though a few folks here have seen me pissed, and a few more have heard the story of that last night of the Genoshans, for the most part, they've only known me as that furry guy who does business as a hunter for the butcher shop and some of the restaurants in town, does an occasional fill in for local bands. I can feel tendrils prickling at my mind as some of the telepaths in the crowd probe, curious as to my reaction.

Which I am still cursing myself for. Violet is vivid in my mind right now and I've become acutely aware that this information about the two of us is getting spread about a bit sooner than we may have wanted it to. I shrug, no help for that. Besides, It's something that I feel a sort of happiness to have out in the open.

I lower myself into a cross legged position in front of Rache and Vincent. Vincent is pretty much out of it for the moment, either unconscious or else just gathering his strength and thoughts. Rache, on the other hand, damn, I seem to remember from years ago...maybe back when I was at Xavier's for a while, she a student at Frost's school? I shake my head. What and who we were then is a lot different from who and what we are now. And it is the now that has to be dealt with.

"I've heard of you," I say, watching for her reaction. "You fought with the guerillas, so the story goes, after you were able to escape the Genoshans. It's said you were there, that night when they fell, and we were finally able to be free of them, to put what they did to us, what they forced us to do behind us and start building new lives here on the island.

"Why, then," I ask, gesturing at Vincent, "are you trashing Vincent here?"

I wait for her response. I can smell the anger in the crowd, hear the mutterings. I am really hoping it doesn't come to an all out riot. Too many people will get hurt, and with the mood I sense, not many of them would hold back using powers on each other, something that's been a fragile unspoken law among us since we've been free. We've had enough deaths among us. Now we need healing.

I think these things and know even as I do, that there are among us those who heartily disagree.

 

[Inkubus]

Vincent

OOC
Inkubus It looks like, even though Vincent can't be killed, he can be hurt, is that right? If I overstepped on the "being jangled" by the electricity earlier, I apologize. Seemed a good way to have Lucas know that Vincent is not the slime many others think he is.

ok my turn. Vincent cant really 'feel' anything. He cant taste food, he cant enjoy a soft bed,he cant feel physical pain or pleasure. He is however highly emtional, and Rachel is tearing him apart in that department. He cant cry or salivate or even sweat..he just kind of exists like an amoeba. On the jangled part , your a great writer so I let you take my char in diffrent directions because its cool seeing him though others eyes. I think of it like the comic books where theres a guest appearance by another hero. have you ever noticed how when another writer gets there hands on a char the char does things or acts in a way you dont expect. I think of it like that. Im just looking for the lil foot note fron stan lee saying "as seen in Sojournerwolf issue 33 "

either way as the comic world has shown us theres always a loop hole. Maybe he had on an inhibitor cuff when he was in your comic..or maybe he hadnt fed in a loooooong time. etc, well thats my silly anology .

one last thing I know Im in the School thread with you all but as for "my" char the school thread and this thread have NOTHING to do with each other, in this thread he never had friends he has little to no idea how to use his powers and hes older and kind of broken. In the other hes alot younger hes actually training in his powers hes making friends and hes fiercly loyal to the team.



IC
I step back as Lucas begins going feral, but as I notice that Rachel is distracted I go limp and slide out of her grip. I stand and extend my powers to cancel out Rachels Emotion manipulating. "Listen everyone if you wish to hate me than feel free..Im an easy target and its not like youll do any damage. As for Rachel I remember what they did to you using my powers...I remember what they forced you to do...Im sorry...I know I can never make up for their evil but belive me when I say I was born with these powers and like you I was never given a choice. Lucas I should have been more specific The lady I spoke of was the invisble lass that used to light this village. Not your protected one....Fortunato I know your here somewhere ....and your probably enjoying this show. but I have a question, you never struck me a follower why hand yourself over to a scumbag like Perdio...?"
I slump Im emotionaly spent I think im actually tired.

 

[intriguess]

Violet

I headed towards Lucas instinctively weeding through the crowd, I see two mutants who I have seen around but have never touched. I dig into pockets of my cape and pull on a pair of kid leather gloves before pushing the hood back revealing the tangle of lavender hair framing my face.

"Looks like you have a nose for touble love," I manage to mangle an English accent as people step back while others crowd forward more curious and hungry for knowledge.

 

[sojournerwolf]

Lucas

I watch Vincent rise, unsteadily, then speak. He's got courage, and yeah, I know, some might think that an easy thing for someone who can't be physically killed. Yet, in his voice I hear pain, lots of pain. I know something from my sneaking around in the Genoshan data banks about the collars: the ones most of us wore, the "choke and blow" which could render mutants unconscious and, if so decided, blow their head off. I had one of those.

There was another, one called "the nightmare collar" that was used in special cases. From what I understood, it could cause sleep deprivation, extreme nightmares waking and sleeping, even delusions. I kind of suspect that, or something like it, was used on Vincent. But most folks would never have heard of it, probably.

I'm still not sure what Vincent means about the girl, but about them I'm distracted

At first it's a feeling that is becoming more and more familiar, growing stronger. Then, I catch her scent. I smile and turn, having no qualms about taking my eyes off of Rache, as I can still hear and smell her.

"Darlin', you've got that right," I laugh, leaping lightly to my feet and walking towards Violet.

Everytime I see her, I don't know but the air always seems a little clearer, a little richer, the day a little brighter. Her eyes are concerned, yet also have a bit of an impish glow to them. I know I'm grinning from ear to ear.

I lean over and kiss Violet's cheek, and in that contact, my thoughts/feelings pour out to her, my relief she is safe, my joy in seeing her, my love for this very, very special woman.

Turning back to the crowd, I raise my voice a bit. "Hey, I think the show's over folks. Why not let's just sort of mosey along?"

I suspect Vincent has managed to neutralize some of the emotions around us. People seem uncertain, a few moving off, a few others standing around, still watching. Rache, her eyes are hooded, so I'm not sure what she is thinking at the moment.

Leaning over to Violet, I whisper to her, "Hey, I love you, sweet lady."

My body language, very deliberately, is hinting to the others around us that maybe we shouldn't be disturbed. I put my arm around Violet and lead her over to Vincent. He looks up at me with those eyes, filled with such emotional pain it almost makes me wince.

"Violet, I want you to meet someone. This is Vincent. Vincent, this is Violet." I pause, still curious about what Vincent was saying earlier about someone in trouble. "Hey, let's go inside and get a drink," I suggest to them both.

 

[intriguess]

Violet

I smiled and took his arm as we headed inside.

 

[sojournerwolf]

Lucas

Feeling Violet's arm in mine, the contact, makes me feel more...complete. I realize that we are becoming moment by moment more connected. I smile at her and escort her to a table, Vincent following.

Pulling Violet's chair out, I wait until she sits and gesture for Vincent to sit as well. I wonder if Fortunato will be joining us or just continue to watch. I can still sense him over near the bar.

I'm still puzzled by what Vincent has been saying, but I figure he'll get around to telling us when he's ready. At the moment, the most important person in my life is sitting near me, and I turn my attention to her.

"Find out anything while downtown?" I ask Violet, putting my hand over hers. Her eyes are warm and smiling. I could get lost in those eyes, I think, and stay there.