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Magnolia Settle

"It's easier to cut down a tree or pick a flower when you can't hear it scream."

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a character in “The After School Club”, as played by OurStars

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"I suppose you could say that I speak for the trees."






ImageName:
Magnolia Jean Settle

Nickname:
Maggie, Lorax (Mockingly)

Age:
17

Sexuality:
Sapiosexual

Clique:
Fourth- Bottom of the Social Ladder

Likes:
Gardening || Communicating with plants || Gymnastics || Orchestral Music || Quiet || Libraries || Old Things || Abandoned Places || Vintage Styles || Security || Trees || Sunshowers || Cursive Handwriting || Flats || Small Apartments || Spare Time || Botany || Sketching || Hot Tea || Gummy Worms || Traveling || High Grades || Mathematics || Recycling Programs || Dr. Seuss || Basketball || Cats

Dislikes:
Littering || Needless Waste || Arrogance || Caste Systems || Being Looked Down On || Large Houses || Meat || Cruelty || Dairy Products || Watching TV || Plotless Movies || Fire || Frogs || Politics || English Classes || French Accents || Violence || Carelessness || Looseness || Feeling Flustered || Ignorance || Debts || Blatant Lies || Clean Freaks || Feeling Useless || Rap Music || Cigarette Smoke || Soccer || Romance Novels || Paper






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Powers:
Maggie's ability is not the sort of thing that would be considered impressive by most- as perhaps seen by the fact that it has left her at the bottom of her high school's social ladder. That being said, she refuses to allow the fact that others may look down on her gift influence her own opinion of it. Maggie is capable of communicating telepathically with plants, something which would, in any other town, lead people to believe that she suffered from some sort of mental disorder causing her to project personalities onto plants. But for Magnolia, plants are just like people- they can feel and communicate, and are far more ancient than any human. This is really the extent of her abilities- being able to speak, or communicate, with plants. However, it does mean that she knows more than others might think- the trees have ears, after all, and get along very well with the girl who bothers to listen to them.

Weakness:
As Maggie's ability is a rather minor one, there aren't many weaknesses to be paired with it- it isn't the sort of thing to drain her of energy or anything like that, because talking to plants is as simple as speaking to a person for the girl. Because she is the only one in town who speaks to plants -the rest of her family actually have animal-based abilities- they tend to be a bit overly talkative with her, and can distract Maggie with requests that she get the dog to stop peeing on them, or save them from being chopped down. Which does bring up the fact that her realization that plants are sentient beings does make it a lot harder for her to be okay with using paper and such- it's like writing on a person's skin. Also, she cannot communicate with grass- of course, this may be due to her blocking out the ability to make walking on grass easier.


Strengths:
>Maggie has been enrolled in gymnastics courses ever since she was little, and therefore is rather gifted in that field- including the upper body strength and flexibility required.
>Some people may find it surprising, but Magnolia is actually rather good at basketball- her elder brothers taught her to play.
>It is simply a given that Maggie is good with the identification of plants- she communicates with them regularly, afterwards.
>With a mind that simply processes mathematics well, Magnolia is the sort to do calculus problems for relaxation.


Flaws:
<Maggie is terrible with any sport involving kicking- she's more of a hand-eye kind of girl.
<Because of the nature of her gift, Magnolia is oversensitive about the treatment of plants and such- seeing a tree cut will make her physically ill, and flower shops are like morgues to the girl.
<Maggie is far from a gifted writer. It isn't that her grammar or spelling is flawed- she just can't express herself well in print, and thus everything she writes appears halfhearted and shallow. She can never find the correct words.
<Magnolia has difficulty saying no to people, and therefore often finds herself taking on altogether too much work, stretching herself very thin indeed.



Fears:
Fire || Destruction of the World's Resources || Frogs || Disappointing her Parents

Hobbies:
Gymnastics || Gardening || Reading || Mathematics






ImagePersonality:
Maggie grew up preferring the company of plants to humans, and thus has come to be a relatively quiet individual, perhaps because her communication with plants has always been telepathic, and thus verbal skills were not completely necessary for the young girl. She has come to be able to communicate with other students, of course, but continues to be a rather reserved individual who would rather be by herself in a garden than in a laughing group full of people. She tends to fly just a bit under the radar because of this reserved nature, but is still known indirectly through her elder brothers, who were popular individuals in town before they both moved away in order to attend college on the other side of the nation. She doesn't appear to have any problems with being virtually unknown, even going so far as to pity the top students for the amount of pressure put upon them to remain on top. Maggie certainly isn't the girl that one finds at weekend parties or football games unless she has been dragged along, feeling much more at ease when she is by herself. This isn't to say that she is completely against the idea of being with friends or anything like that- she still enjoys such experiences as much as the next person. It's just that she is never truly alone, when surrounded by plants, and prefers the freedom that she is allowed when not surrounded by other people. The girl can go days hardly saying a word without even realizing it, in fact, because she is far from talkative. It isn't that the young woman is shy, simply more comfortable with silence than loud noises and chatting.

However, when Maggie does speak, it is usually something that has actual thought put into it- unless angry, she isn't the sort to speak without considering her words carefully first, and therefore she is rarely to be caught saying something that she would consider stupid, though what others think foolish is another thing entirely. She is, in general, a contemplative individual, the sort who puts serious consideration into everything that she says and does, because she doesn't want to make a fool of herself through carelessness. This does run the risk of her spending too much time weighing the possibilities and not enough time acting- allowing the situation to slip past her fingers. It's not uncommon for her to spend so much time thinking about what others have said that by the time she has formed a solid opinion, the subject has moved on. She does not take judgments lightly, after all, but can be left behind in her almost excessive contemplation of things. Of course, she is not perfect in this thoughtfulness, and when angry, can be prone to speaking based on emotion, her words simultaneously sharp and blunt. Anger is difficult to inspire in the young woman, fortunately, but she can be prone to holding grudges when someone does cross some sort of line with her. However, she is the sort to get angry, not even, and thus many do not really view her as a threat- something that she is conflicted about, honestly.

While she may not be overly social, Maggie is a rather sweet young woman, the sort who feels obliged to help those in need, even if she dislikes them very much. This has been taken advantage of on occasion, people asking favors of her and the young woman being unable to refuse, the tasks gradually building up until she has far too much work on her hands and not enough time to do any of it at all. It doesn't help that the trees and flowers and such are often pestering her to prune certain places, chase away the dog that's been peeing on them, etc. With both humans and plants asking favors of her, it's no wonder that she can stretch herself too thin- or that she appreciates flying beneath the radar. Even outside of favors, she has the tendency to do little things for others, regardless of whether they have been asked for- potted daisies for those who have seemed sad lately, or little notes to encourage the downtrodden. She prefers to go unknown in these little gestures, not doing well with thanks or anything like that. Even in regards to compliments, she is not very good with accepting them, often blushing and waving it away. This is not due to a low self esteem, though- in fact, Magnolia has always seem relatively content with her station and herself, though it doesn't really qualify as confidence so much as satisfaction. She sees no reason to worry about what she doesn't have, but because of this may lack ambition, because she is content enough to not be highly motivated. Because she has come to terms with her life, she seems to have this air of ease around her, except for when angered or stressed. Of course, if she hadn't simply resigned herself to accepting things the way they are, she likely would have even more extreme reactions to things that she views as atrocities- the cutting down of trees, cutting of flowers, etc.

Though she isn't particularly ambitious, Maggie is a determined sort of person, who will not stop a task that she has begun until it is finished. She dislikes things that have been left half done, and resolves to not contribute to the problem by not finishing her own projects. If she says that she will do something, or starts something, then the girl is going to get it done to the best of her abilities- there is no question about that. When her mind is set to something, Magnolia can be extraordinarily stubborn about it, and she puts enough thought into everything she does to be very stubborn about changing those thoughts or decisions. It can be difficult to make her budge once she has decided something, even when plenty of reasoning is presented. Just as she is determined in her actions, the girl is stubborn in her loyalty as well, and once she has placed her trust in a person, removing it can be nearly impossible unless they commit some very severe crime in her eyes. She's the sort of friend who will stand by a person to the very end, trusting them even when the evidence is stacking against them. The few friendships she has are devoted ones, and while it is difficult to earn her trust, it is an even greater task to lose it.

Reserved || Contemplative || Cautious || Sweet || Determined || Devoted || Sensitive || Content || Blunt When Angered || Stubborn






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History:
Magnolia's parents both have very nature-based abilities, something which likely brought the two of them together. While her mother could communicate with animals telepathically, her father could control, but not speak to, plants. Thus, it was only natural for their children to also have supernatural abilities that were very nature-centric. The three Settle children followed this expectation- Maggie's twin elder brothers, Rowan and River, both had the same ability, which was being able to absorb certain capabilities and traits of animals. Rowan and River could run like Cheetahs, jump like kangaroos, and have the strength of ants- they were any athletic coach's wet dream, really.

Magnolia, born when her brothers were three years of age, had an ability that was slightly less applicable to athletics, one that was not obvious until she was around four years old and began speaking to trees- making it very obvious what her abilities were. Unfortunately, she seemed to prefer the company of the trees and flowers to that of her fellow children, and thus much of her earlier childhood was spent either with family or in gardens and forests. She was not unhappy with this, of course, but her parents did have concerns that she would never interact properly with other children. As an attempt to remedy this, they enrolled the girl in gymnastics when she was seven years old- this did help somewhat in allowing her to learn how to speak to people, but she continued to be a rather introverted child.

Now, Maggie's life is a rather average one, if the little detail of supernatural abilities is ignored. Older brothers who tease but are protective, loving parents, extracurriculars, etc. Of course, her ability does have the downside of meaning that she can practically hear screaming every time someone clips a rose from a bush, and that she views flower shops and bouquets as a bit sickening. She has a vastly different view on things because of her abilities, and this can cause her to seem a bit different than others in her priorities and patterns- the girl is repulsed by things like paper or pencils, instead dealing only with technology, a far less concerning option for the girl. She has faced difficulty in adjusting to the fact that plants are used in all sorts of things, and though she gradually came to terms with it as she aged, it can still be a bit of a sore spot. As if to make up for any necessary use of wood or paper, she has always been a bit of pushover in regards to plants, though she does love to garden and such, and sees it as not too big of a problem to help out occasionally.

As she grew, Maggie continued gymnastics and became very good, it being a way for her to build up strength, flexibility, etc. While she is gifted in that, however, she found herself a bit less naturally inclined towards social relationships, even as she grew older and advanced in grades. In school, she is considered bottom of the social chain because her power is not particularly strong, at least offensively, but this is simply another thing she has come to terms with- it allows her more peace, at least, even if she dislikes the fact that people use their powers for such reasons as to benefit themselves rank wise- something she sees as a terrible waste. Of course, she may be biased based on the fact that her brothers had been far higher on the ranking than she is, given they more offensive abilities, and thus she is left in their shadow as far as social status goes. All the same, she only goes to the After School Club to watch and to, as her parents say, 'participate.' She's never sure what keeps her going back, even though she's not one of the rebels, but she goes all the same- her weekly dosage of normality, perhaps- normal for this town, anyway.

So begins...

Magnolia Settle's Story

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Benjamin
Mid-afternoon, Friday 16th of August


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A light breeze rolls off the lake beside the town of Benjamin, offering a small break from the hot sun above. For those students stuck inside, the have only a few more minutes until the bell rings marking the end of the school day and the start of the weekend.
Students also find themselves looking forward to the weekly meeting. The After School Club is due for a gathering. A few hours after school most students will make some excuse to their parents and make their way to the abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town. There challanges will be made, some will wake away as winners and others might find themselves further down the social ladder than when they entered the warehouse.




Abigail Porter

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Abigail Porter sat in class, her attention on the small, balding man that was trying to lecture the room full of students on the properties of the fundamental forces. He had already given the class a stirring introduction to electromagnetism and no doubt next week would be filled with strong and weak nuclear forces. Today, however, was dedicated completely to gravitation, a force that Abby knew intimately well. Physics had always been an interesting class, or at least Abby thought so. Many of Benjamin's inhabitants had powers that let them defy the very rules that Physics was trying to teach. Abigail always enjoyed seeing the teacher try to explain around the peculiar abilities, making exemptions for the talents. Nevertheless Abby always made a point of learning the lessons, failure was hardly something she wanted.

Even so, as the teacher droned on Abby found her mind wondering to tonight's gathering. She was quite content with her current position, number two, so she doubted that she would challenge Ozzy tonight, but it was always interesting watching other fights. Whenever anyone from the Elite's was challenged it was always useful to pay attention, watching how her fellow Elite's fought was very informative and would help Abby form a partial plan on how to deal with them if they ever chose to fight.

The loud buzzing of the school bell brought Abby's attention back to the present. The teacher began to shout the weekend's assignments over the loud sound of scrapping chairs, but gave it up as hopeless as conversations cropped up and his voice was muffled out. Abby picked up her books, arranging them carefully in her arms. She left the classroom with the crowd and began to make her way towards her locker.

Being an Elite had its perks. Many of the lower students moved out of her way, leaving Abby with a clear path through the crowded school corridors. Of course there were always those who either chose to ignore the hierarchy or simply didn't seem smart enough to get out of her way. Abby was climbing down a set of stairs when a younger students pushed past her, his elbow catching her painfully on the upper arm and sending her books flying. Pursing her lips to stop herself from shouting at the younger student Abby held up a hand, palm facing vertically outwards. Her falling books stopped their descent, freezing in midair. The student froze too, caught in a bubble of zero gravity. His excitement for the weekend, and most likely tonight's meeting, was easily visible and quickly turned to a look of shock as he was slowly spun around to face Abigail.
"If you're going to run in the corridors, you had better watch where you're going." Abby told him. She held out her arms and let her books float into them. The student was still floating inches above the floor in Abby's cloud of zero gravity.
"I... I'm s..sorry" He stuttered, glancing nervously from Abby to the ground just out of reach. Not wanting to cause more of a scene than she already had, Abby let the boy go. He landed on his feet and seemed to shrink back against the wall as Abby passed.

She reached her locker a moment later without incident and quickly opened it, placing the books she didn't need inside and taking out those she would need over the weekend. Around her everyone seemed to be buzzing about the weekend. Abby smiled, she too was looking forward to a few days to relax in the sun, but first came tonight.




Zack Hooke

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"Keep your knees up Hooke! Stay awake!" The harsh voice of Benjamin's gym teacher was having little effect on the teenage boy. Zack liked most sports, however gym class was not something he generally enjoyed. Or at least not when he was being forced to run around the track under the heat of Benjamin's summer sun. He could also feel the increasing anger radiating from the large gym teacher as Zack slowly jogged the last leg of the track. He didn't understand why he was the one being targeted, after all there were others who were still behind him.
"Come on Hooke! Don't fall behind!" She shouted again. Zack felt himself slowing down, if only to spite the teacher. He could feel her anger increase exponentially as his pace slowed.
"Come on miss, it's almost the weekend." Zack told her, "And it's too hot to run any faster." He had to admit that the teacher was exceptionally good at controlling her anger. He could feel it spike as he spoke and yet there was no visible sign present.
"Hooke..." Her warning was enough though to let Zack know that it was probably time to lay off. He flashed her a cheeky smile before picking up the pace. Apparently satisfied she went to go harass some other poor student, leaving Zack alone to finish his run and then head for the showers.

Zack quickly entered the male locker room and Zack grabbed a towel before headed into the showers. Ten minutes later he reappeared, smelling faintly of peaches and looking as fresh as if he hadn't just been running. The bell rang just as he was stuffing his damp towel away. Zack picked up his sports bag and made his way out of the showers. He considered stopping by his locker to pick up some books but decided against it. Instead he headed out to the school front where he took a seat on the rails and waited for his friends to come out.

He would see them tonight at the Club, but Zack was a social person. He wouldn't want to waste the few hours between now and the start of the club alone. Sure, he could do some homework, but he'd rather hang out with his friends. Besides, there weren't many days left in summer and he didn't plan on wasting the fine weather.

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Milo Pomales isn't really a huge History person- that's probably why he has never even considered taking the advanced track in the subject. Not to say that he ever really has considered any of the advanced tracks, to be honest. History class, though, is at the bottom of the list as far as any sort of favorites may go, no questions ask. Really, it's a wonder that the young man hasn't fallen asleep in class most days. The only thing keeping him up his his determination to keep up decent grades- he has to set a good example for his sisters, as his mother has lectured him about several times before. Thus, he does his best to get Bs, even in the classes that he doesn't give a flying flapjack about. Luckily, half of the grade in this particular class is participation- that much, the extroverted young man can do, at least. Jumping into discussions is easy for him- he kind of feels bad for the shyer kids in the back of the class, the ones who ace the tests but are too anxious to join debates, and therefore are at risk at losing marks or something. Well, the teacher probably favors them enough not to do anything about it.

Anyway, the young man is certainly unapologetic about the glee brought about by the ringing of the door, jumping up and gathering his things quickly. Today's a Club meeting, after all, and he has always loved both competing, and watching others compete. Milo doesn't do it in order to advance in ranking- he'd participate even if it meant him always staying at the very bottom rung. He just likes the thrill of competition, of pushing one's self to improve and working to face a worthy opponent. It's not a matter of showing up or ranking for him- he likes to test his own skill. He's challenging himself more than anyone else when going up against someone during the matches. Milo throws his backpack over his shoulder, twisting his back a bit to crack it, and ease the aching brought about by the too-small plastic chairs provided by the school.

"Have a nice weekend, Mrs. M," Milo bids his History teacher, who he likes despite his disinterest in the subject, goodbye with a friendly smile before leaving. She lives in his neighborhood, actually, and he's helped her fix her car before- saving her the trouble of going to a professional and being overcharged or something like that. The middle-aged woman raises a hand in farewell and smiles, but her eyes remain glued to the stack of assignments that she is currently grading.

As Milo walks down the hall, he spots the Glenn siblings having a bit of a spat, coming up to them just as Merida, who holds some sort of disdain for Milo, to the confusion of the young man, storms off. This is a routine encounter for the two, as far as Milo can tell. Seeing it makes him grateful that he has a good relationship with his little sisters- he'd hate to argue with them all the time, and doing so would only stress out their mother, something he avoids as much as possible. She already has enough stress at work, working as a nurse at the local hospital, without adding sibling arguments on top of it.

"Another argument? Maybe you should give her a bit of space, man," Milo says, bypassing a greeting as he stops beside Jason. The two are a mildly unlikely friendship, but a strong one all the same. Maybe they balance each other out a bit, making it work. Either way, the friendship has given no signs of withering away just yet. "Come on- wanna grab a bite before the club meeting?" Milo suggests with a grin, craving a burger and milkshake from the diner down the road.


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Magnolia is already a rather good student, having a gift for studying, even if she doesn't rival people blessed with the supernaturally advanced intellects, but it is only natural for her to whiz through an exam in her best class- AP Environmental Science. Last year, she had opted to double up on sciences with AP Biology, but for her Junior year, the girl wanted to take it a bit easier with something that she already knows about- Environmental Science fit the bill perfectly. Despite finishing her test before the other students, she remains sitting with it in front of her, not really wanting to be the first to go up. It's less an insecurity thing, and more of a 'don't attract attention' sort of thing. Besides, she's found herself locked in conversation with the willow tree that provides shade just outside of the first story class she is currently in. It probably isn't the smartest of ideas for Magnolia to sit near a window, but she continues to do so anyway, because it gives her something to do when otherwise idle.

"And they just kept going on and on about how much they adored him," the tree complained, this one being a shameless gossip who can't help but listen to every conversation held beneath her branches. Most humans can't listen to the words of the trees, but the smarter plants are typically able to understand whatever language is spoken in their residence. Willows are among these smarter trees, though the way this one babbles one wouldn't guess it. Palm trees, on the other hand, have no idea what anyone is saying, and are incredibly vapid. It can be very trying, having one prattle in your ear whenever going to the beach. Luckily, Magnolia isn't much of a beach person.

Magnolia is so busy listening to the willow tree that she, at first, doesn't notice the ringing of the bell, signaling that everyone is free to leave. Only once she notices other people standing up and filing out does Maggie stand, "Well, I have to go now. See you Monday," Magnolia promises, as though she has a choice in the matter. Still, for her gossiping ways, the willow is sweet enough, and Magnolia likes her decently.

After dropping her test on the desk, the teacher, a birdlike man with a curved nose and beady eyes, looks up and smiles at Magnolia. "Will you be joining the River Cleanup on Sunday?" he asks, likely already knowing the answer- Magnolia always makes it her business to be part of such ventures, something which has racked up quite a bit of community service hours over the years. Magnolia is quiet for a few moments before speaking, despite the answer being a certainty.

"Wouldn't miss it," she says in a soft voice, smiling a little bit before leaving, clutching her book against her chest while the rest of her books hit against her hips in the messenger bag strapped across her chest. The girl knows where she is heading- the groundskeepers have been doing an abysmal job of caring for the reading garden, planted by long-since graduated classes, that is at the front of the school. She wastes no time getting there in order to right this wrong.

The flower bushes sing their gratitude, except for the ever-snooty tulips, as she quenches their thirst with a hose that she located, in it's familiar location, at the side of the school. "I'll speak to the groundskeeper about keeping you guys hydrated," she promises, smiling as violets chatter away, and the Roses, not quite snobby by still with an air of superiority, begin dictating the proper amount of water, and frequency of watering, they are to receive. People walk past the girl, most accustomed to seeing her seeming to talk to herself. There are enough communication abilities for people to understand who don't know her.

Seeing three familiar people, Zack, Sebastian, and Millie, walk past, Magnolia raises her hand hesitantly and smiles a bit, before immediately dropping it, thinking that they likely hadn't noticed it anyway.

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Zack Hooke

Zack didn't have to wait long for a familiar face to float out of the school. The first to arrive was Sebastian Padilla. Zack liked to think of him as a gentle giant, based more on his personality than his actual physical appearance. And, well leaving out the fact that when Sebastian fought he was far from gentle. Zack always found watching Sebastian fight interesting, he became so much more alert than most people gave him credit for.

"Hey, you ready for tonight? Planning on sparring with anyone?" Sebastian asked as he joined Zack. Apparently Zack wasn't the only one thinking about tonight's club meeting. Before Zack could reply a light gust of wind caught at the folds of his clothes. He glanced up to find the culprit approaching them with a large smile on her face.
"Hey guys," Millie greeted them. The wind stopped as she joined up with the group. Zack grinned back at her, not in the least concerned that she had just used her powers on them. Really, given that she could create lightening, a bit of wind was hardly something to get irritated by. "Yeah Zack, cause you know I'll take you on," She added, having caught the end of Sebastian's query.

Zack decided to play it cool,
"Howdy Seb, Millie." He started, returning their greetings with a grin, "Well, I would probably take you on Millie... but when I won I'd probably have to fight so many people and I really can't be bothered." Zack, of course, was joking. He had about as much chance of beating Millie as he did of beating Sebastian, which was a rather small chance. His power could make people angry and Zack really didn't like the thought of making someone who could create lightening angry. Sure, he could direct her anger at some inanimate object or bystander and hit her over the head while she wasn't looking, but then his main fighting technique would be revealed to the world. He didn't think people would keep falling for the same trick. No, he was perfectly happy to stay where he was. "'Sides, I could never harm a hair on your beautiful head." Flattery could get someone far in life, but Zack flirted for the fun of it. It was nothing serious, he just enjoyed making girls blush.

Millie asked Seb whether he would be challenging anyone. Zack was interested to hear whether Sebastian would be. It was always interesting watching the Elites fight each other. There was always guaranteed to be more fireworks, both the literal and figurative kinds, since their powers were so much more powerful. As Zack waited for Seb to respond his eyes caught movement. Magnolia Settle waved to the group, unsurprisingly from next to a bush of flowers. Zack waved back before indicating for her to come and join the group. He'd had a brain wave the previous night and he was keen to share with Magnolia the wonderful plant related pun he had come up with.




Abigail Porter

Her books for the weekend carefully packed into her school bag, Abby closed her locker. She spun the lock, waiting for the click that indicated it was shut before turning to the figure standing beside her. Abby had always thought it a great coincidence that Ozzy's locker was beside hers. She enjoyed being able to see him between classes and at the end of the day.
"Really, Abby, I think you terrified the poor kid," Ozzy told her, a small smile playing on his face. Abby shrugged, her own mouth mimicking Ozzy's smile,
"I didn't hurt him." She responded lightly, "I just reminded him that it isn't safe to run through the school corridors."

A smile appeared on Abby's face as her mind turned to other subjects, namely tonight's Club meeting. As an elite Abby was used to fighting at the meetings. There was usually one or two confused individual who thought that they could beat her. Some believed that they could jump right into the illustrious Elites without working their way up. Abigail was always happy to show them the error of their ways and help them to understand where they truly fit.
"So, have you heard of anyone likely to try their hand at the top spot?" She asked Ozzy, stepping away from her locker. She pointed down the corridor, wordlessly asking Ozzy if he cared to walk with her out of the school. She knew he would understand her question, he wasn't a genius for nothing.

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Hal showed up and made a comment about tag teams, he hadn’t really acknowledged Millie so she just let him talk. When Paige showed up, Millie gave the girl a friendly smile and small wave, the two of them were friends though they didn’t hangout a lot. Millie though Paige was seriously cool, and despite being the same age, Millie always kind of looked up to Paige, she always seemed edgy and older than she actually was. However she only hung around for a moment before her and Hal left, probably to go do some best friend thing. Sometimes Millie would get jealous of the relationship between those two, they just seemed so close and like they knew everything about each other. She had honestly never seen them fight.

After they left Zack continued on where their conversation had left off. "Well, I would probably take you on Millie... but when I won I'd probably have to fight so many people and I really can't be bothered." Millie just laughed along knowing full well that was not the reason Zack would be averse to facing her. "'Sides, I could never harm a hair on your beautiful head." Millie rolled her eyes and nudged Zack lightly more then used to his constant flirting, he was never ever serious, and after the first couple times she had refused to be bothered by it. “Aren’t you the gentleman?” She replied playfully, sticking her tongue out at Zack.

"Too scared Zack? Don't worry, I could take you on any day." A voice spoke out from behind Millie catching the blonde by surprise, jumping around to get a view of the speaker, her face broke out in a massive grin. “Blue, I haven’t seen you all day,” Millie said excitedly as she wrapped her friend in a hug almost immediately. To Millie, Blue was a great friend to have and they always seemed to have fun together. “-And show him no mercy,” Millie said laughing nodding over to Zack, she always enjoyed seeing Blue fight, or even just use her powers. She found it interesting the different things Blue could influence others to behave like, though she was glad they were friends and Blue wasn’t likely to turn her powers on her.

Millie noticed Zack wave over at someone and turning to her left Millie saw Maggie standing a little way off. Smiling kindly, used to Maggie’s introverted ways, Millie extended what she thought to be Zack’s welcome vocally. “What are you doing all the way over there Maggie, c’mon over here,” she mentioned for the girl to come over and join their conversation before filling her in. “We were just discussing a certain After School Club.”

Millie then turned her attention back to Sebastian as he answered her previous question about wanting to challenge anyone. She had to admit amongst the elites Sebastian was her favourite, he was just so friendly and carefree, and she couldn’t not make friends with him. Of course, she had probably done more than befriend him and had moved on to crushing on him. Like massive crushing. "Oh, someone challenged me, ah, I didn't ask his name though. He had a posse, about this high. That might be fun." Millie just laughed and gave Sebastian a light hearted smirk, “Well then, you better not lose. Nothing more embarrassing than beating someone who only comes to your chest.” She held up her hand motioning to the same height he had earlier, though sadly she was still shorter than this mysterious challenger. She knew she was physical weak with a small frame but being around Sebastian was like a continual reminder.

Next thing she knew Sebastian had wrapped an arm around her shoulder, unconsciously drawing her a little closer to him. Her heart skipped a few beats and she looked down for a few moments to regain her composure before she looked up at him grinning listening to what he had to say. "And what about our Millie dearest? Are you planning on taking down anyone in particular?"She looked away for a moment tapping her chin as if in thought before looking back at him, “Well, there’s you of course, I mean, I can’t let you go walking around thinking you are better than me.” Her tone was light and joking, and accompanied with her laugh afterwards she hoped everyone knew she was kidding around. She had no intentions of challenging Sebastian, at least not at that point in time.

She then looked around at everyone else, “In all honesty, I don’t really have anyone I think I’m going to challenge,” She said uncommitted to her decision, while shrugging she was happy with her position and did have any grudges. Though her face broke out into a mischievous smile as she added on to her pervious comment, “Of course, if no one challenges me, I might have to challenge someone to keep things entertaining.”

Millie looked over that School building the small group was still standing, it's figure still everything Millie saw and memories of maths and english still flooding her brain. Even if her weekend had only jsut started she was keen to get away from School. "So we have a few hours to kill before the Club starts and I'm keen to get away from that thing," Millie started motioning over her shoulder towards the school. "So did any of you guys wanna do something fun until then?"

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Amelia tapped her pencil idly on the desk as she stared at the test in front of her. Her eyebrows knitted together in confusion as she pondered a question on the paper. The room was filled with sounds of pencil on paper, and the occasional rustle of a paper being turned over. At last, the final bell rang, and everyone leapt out of their seats, eager to leave.

Amelia stayed behind a few minutes, checking over her answers. The teacher stared at her irritated, but didn't say anything. When she was done, she went over and handed in the test, noticing everyone was already gone. Must have taken longer than just a few minutes. The hallways were emptier than usual, meaning that most people had already left the building. Stopping at her locker, she grabbed her backpack and shoved all her books inside. Zipping it back up, she slung the bag over her shoulder and slammed the locker shut.

Her phone buzzed in her pocket, and she took it out to see an incoming text from Lexi.

From: Lexi

Headin 2 club. Coming?


She typed back a quick reply, her fingers flying over the keys.


To: Lexi

Class ran a little long, be right out.


She left the building through the front entrance, and noticed the small groups gathered outside. They were all from the After school club. She saw Sebastian, Zack, and Blue, among others, and opted to go talk to them rather than the others. She hadn't seen Lexi anywhere as she shot a quick glance around the school front. Approaching the group, she greeted them, quieter than usual. "Hey guys..."

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Magnolia had nearly not caught Zack gesturing for her to come and join the group, having begun to turn back to the flowers in order to continue the conversation- which had really just turned into a bunch of requests from the various bushes about how they would like their treatment to go about. More likely than not, Magnolia will end up taking care of the flowers herself, rather than having to go and find someone she doesn't know to talk about the issue with. It's more laborious for Magnolia, but she considers it a better alternative by far. Anyway, she catches sight of Zack gesturing her over, and glances back at the flowers. "I'll see you tomorrow," she promises in a little voice before turning off the hose and walking over towards Zack, Millie, Sebastian, and co. (It should be mentioned, at this point, that she actually communicates with plants telepathically- also saying it verbally has been something she recently picked up, when her mother complained that she rarely hears her own daughter's voice.) Her pace is a bit slow, as though giving her time to suddenly turn and walk away at anytime. Magnolia always gives herself time for things like that, though she rarely changes her mind upon having decided something. The girl puts a lot of consideration into her actions, and so it is only natural that she be very good about following through with them.

Magnolia reaches the group, but at first says nothing. Seeing the look in Zack's eye, she can guess that he's about to unleash another plant pun on her. The girl often wonders at the fact that he hasn't just started calling her Lorax, as some of the children in her elementary classes had been fond of doing. The young man seems to have a bottomless supply of flora-based word play, leading her to suspect that he spends altogether too much time thinking up various puns- not only for her ability, she is sure, but for others as well. Well, she hasn't seen him aim his pun gun towards other abilities very much, but quietly believes that he must have them stored up, even if they aren't all unleashed onto some poor student as they are upon her.

The young woman smiles gratefully at Millie, who miles and greets her before filling her in on the most recent subject, which is, predictably, After School Club. The meetings aren't exactly mandatory, but even those who abstain from using their abilities at the fights show up- and even people whose powers aren't really much use in an offensive situation make an appearance, Magnolia and the rest of the bottom rung being a rather good example of this. She can speak with plants, but lacks the step further of controlling them. Her gymnastics might have given her some sort of edge, were this normal fighting among normal students. It doesn't matter anyway- Magnolia isn't really one for violence, attending meetings only due to societal pressure and a general feeling of obligation. Other than the smile, Maggie does little to contribute to the continuing conversation, instead listening- she's always been a rather good listener.

A soft greeting grabs her attention, coming from Amelia Veris. Magnolia knows her, but not intimately. She nods in recognition with another small smile. In regards to Millie's question, Magnolia is rather indifferent. In fact, she has begun to consider going on without the others, so that she can water her garden.


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Milo raises an eyebrow at Jason's mask, which he sees for a bit before the boy recognizes him as being his friend, best friend in fact, and allows the facade to drop. Sometimes, Milo thinks that the boy wears the mask so often that it will stick, and he'll lose touch with his actual personality. While Jason's facade may be a lot more polite and such, Milo would hate to see the reality go- it's far preferable in its sincerity than any amount of kind lies. "Jason," Milo responds to the young man's statement of his name, grinning despite the tired expression on Jason's face. If he hadn't already been certain that the boy had been fighting with his sister, this would be evidence enough- Jason always has this tired sort of expression after such interactions. Well, and after school, at times, if he has been playing the part for too long- which often happens. Milo will never really understand how he can stand to pretend for so long, or do it so convincingly. Due to lack of practice, Milo himself is a terrible liar- his face is an open book. It's just as well, for he has no real secrets.

"Well, it probably helps that they are a good bit younger than me, y'know? But I think that the problem is how overbearing you can be," Milo doesn't even consider glazing over it, bluntly admitting that Jason can be a bit suffocating in regards to trying to get his sister to fit into the neatly made box he has prepared for her. "I mean, with Leia and Alex, I let them do what they want, so long as they aren't going to, y'know, injure themselves or something. They are their own people, not just my sisters," he continues, trying to be helpful but unlikely to get through to Jason. For as long as Milo can remember, Jason has had this sort of personality, and he doubts that any amount of advice will fix it.

"Probably doesn't help that you keep trashing her friends, though," Milo adds. He's friends with a few of the people in the bottom rung as well, Josh and Maggie at least, but being more easygoing, doesn't expect Jason to like them just because he does. He just ignores things like that, anyway- it rolls right over him, so long as his family isn't involved. A person could yell and scream insults at Milo's face without the boy batting an eye, but say something wrong about his mother or sisters, and they will find themselves in the hospital with plenty of burn marks from his energy blast.

"Best burgers and shakes in town- of course, the usual place," Milo says with another grin, happy to have the chance to deal with his growling stomach. He has pocket money from fixing people's cars and doing odd jobs around, and it very often goes towards food- the young man has a ravenous appetite.

With the goal of food now in mind, Milo sets off with Jason to the diner, happy that he can hit two birds with one stone- his own hunger, and distracting Jason from the argument with Merida. It's a short walk, luckily.

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It seemed their small gathering outside the school was slowly gathering more people, which was just the way Zack liked it.
Blue, having caught the last portion of Zack's comment, joined the group.
"Too scared Zack? Don't worry, I could take you on any day." She joked.
"Scared? Me?" Zack replied, placing a hand over his heart in mock astonishment, "You must have me confused with someone else. I'm never scared." He winked at Blue before adding, "Although I don't doubt that you could take me any day you wanted." Despite the subtle innuendo Zack was certain that Blue actually could beat him in a match. He had nightmares of becoming obsessed with a spoon or chair.
“-And show him no mercy,” Millie's playful input made Zack laugh and he stuck his own tongue out at her.

A moment later Hal approached the group, although he spoke only to Zack,
"If we're on tag teams tonight, you're on my side. Ya got that? No backing out." It was to the point and typical of Hal to assume that Zack would agree. Typical and correct. Zack grinned and nodded his acceptance,
"Why not?" Zack replied with a shrug. Most likely a tag team wouldn't happen, but if it did Zack would be more than happy to work with Hal. Hal had a great way of looking at fights, he was focused and determined where Zack was more laid-back. More than anything Zack thought that it would be fun to battle with Hal. As usual Hal's appearance was really just a passing visit, a flash and then he was gone. "See you guys tonight." Zack said to Paige and Hal as the pair left.

Zack turned back to find Sebastian answering the long awaited question, whether he would challenge anyone. He wasn't sure, however it appeared that a group of rather short students had decided to challenge Seb. Sebastian seemed to find it genuinely amusing. Seb flung an arm over Millie's shoulders, asking the girl if she would be challenging anyone.
“In all honesty, I don’t really have anyone I think I’m going to challenge... Of course, if no one challenges me, I might have to challenge someone to keep things entertaining.” Millie replied. Zack hoped that she did challenge someone. it was always fun watching the big battles.

Amelia appeared in the group, her greeting just as quiet as her approach. Magnolia joined their group quietly too, to be expected from the shy girl.
"Sup Mels." Zack said to the first girl, using one of the many pet names he had for her.
"So, Maggie, who are you... rooting for tonight?" Zack tried to bite back his grin, although he wasn't doing a very good job of it. "I hope you won't leaf before all the fun begins."

"So we have a few hours to kill before the Club starts and I'm keen to get away from that thing... So did any of you guys wanna do something fun until then?" Millie said. Zack had to laugh as she called the school 'thing'. It was oddly appropriate.
"Let's go to the lake." Zack suggested, flapping his shirt to try and get some cool air circulating. It was hot and he would love to take a dip. "Or we could grab some food?" He added. In all honesty he wasn't too concerned with what they did, he was just keen to hang out with his friends.

Abigail Porter

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Ozzy laughed, clearly finding the thought of fighting Hal just as amusing as Abby did.
"I feel that you would make an excellent opponent for him. How can he run when he cannot even touch the ground. Even lightening or weighing down the around the field should give him trouble," Abby smirked as Ozzy spoke. Yes, super speed wouldn't work too well when gravity was crushing you into the ground.
"I don't think Hal has actually thought about that. From what I've seen he likes to act quickly without actually thinking anything through." Abby replied. Then again, for all Abby knew it could all be a massive bluff.

"Charley is simply enacting his pathology. I suspect an Inferiority Complex," Ozzy told her. Abby raised her eyebrows, her gaze flicking back to Charley. An inferiority complex certainly seemed to make a lot of sense. Charley seemed to be openly hostile towards Ozzy and Abby for no better reason then that they were better than him.
Abby flicked her eyes back to find Ozzy's eyes on her. His gaze made her slightly uncertain, an emotion she was not accustomed to feeling. Butterflies seemed to stir in her stomach, only quietening down when Ozzy quickly spoke again,
"Of course, he refuses to permit me to psychoanalyze him. For some unfathomable reason, he doesn't seem to trust me,"
Abby laughed quietly, finding the idea of Charley letting Ozzy psychoanalyse particularly amusing.
"Now, why wouldn't he trust you?" Abby replied with a smile. The question was purely rhetorical of course, they both knew that Charley disliked them. There was no way he'd let Ozzy examine him.

Abby shifted her bag on her back and turned to face Ozzy, "So, what are you doing before the Club meeting tonight?" She asked, "It's definitely too hot to stay inside all afternoon." It was a not so subtle way of asking Ozzy if he wanted to hang out before the After School Club started. Previously she might have just asked him outright, after all the two had known each other since childhood. But recently certainly feelings had began to creep in, making Abby more uncertain than she would like to be.

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Abby laughed quietly, quite clearly finding the idea of Charley letting Ozzy psychoanalyse particularly amusing. He smiled slightly. He had always liked her laugh. It wasn't often that she did laught, but it wasn't rare either. It fit remarkably well with her personality: neither aloof nor overly sociable.

"Now, why wouldn't he trust you?"


"I really have no idea. I know more about the mind than the so-called psychology teachers at this school. Honestly, it is quite embarassing. The school needs to raise their standards," Ozzy told her with a smirk. Really, he didn't mean that. He understood perfectly well that his abilities already made him smarter than most adults. In fact, had he wanted to, he would have graduated early and gone to college this year. He had, of course, opted to stay in town, mostly to make connections with other people for his plans for the future, but also because there were certain people he didn't want to leave just yet.

Abby shifted her bag on her back and turned to face Ozzy, "So, what are you doing before the Club meeting tonight?" She asked, "It's definitely too hot to stay inside all afternoon."

Ozzy frowned slightly, studying his friend for a moment. Things had become different between them, this much was true. Both of them had modified their interactions with each other, an interaction that had remained unchanged since they were children. She wanted him to hang out with her, but she didn't want to come out and ask and he had conflicted feelings about that. At last, however, he smiled.

"We can warm ourselves up at the tennis court. No powers or over-exertion. We need to be at our best tonight."

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James frowned slightly as he saw Josh go with one of the teachers. He caught some things about his father and it being "for his own good". He sighed. He knew that Josh was keeping something from him and the others, but whenever he asked, Josh was able to deflect or move the conversation in the other direction.

"Let's go to the Club first, shall we? We can find two seats for Maggie and Josh, too..."


He paused in his musings to catch Merida's annoyed look and shrugged wordlessly as he followed after his friend. Hopefully, they would be able to get good seats. Some of the kids from the upper cliques had the habit of forcing them out of all the good seats. Truthfully, he was worried about Maggie too. She was much too gentle for these fights. He laughed slightly at Merida's next words.

"We may have to fight today, just so you know. I think I may have accidentally pissed off Labelle... He's a fucking sadomasochist if I have ever seen one and believe me... Pretty sure the bastard, Jason I mean, is one, too... Wanting to be hurt to get high... Why the fuck do I have to have such troublesome twin?"

"No offense, but Jason is a psychopath. Still, he seems to care about you... In a strange, semi-twisted, sort of way," he told her honestly. He didn't bother softening up the truth. He wasn't able to anyway. Still, he steered the conversation away to a topic he knew she and Josh would tease him mercilessly about.

"I think I kind of pissed Lexi off today. Not enough for her to do something drastic. I just can't help but prod her, though. She puts up walls and my instinct is to poke at them until I find a hole through," he told her conversationally.