Solence (Open/IC)

[Ravenflight]

Red blood tricks out onto the snow around it as blood lights flash in the background. "How did she die?" A voice asks. "No entry wounds, just blood everywhere." A second voice answers. "Witnesses?" The first asks again. "None." The second answers.

Snow is heavy in the Swedish Hills. New arrivals to Solence Institute are due to arrive today but something has changed, news travels with the winds and the head was found dead in the snow a few days previous, found by some poor student, probably doing something he should, but the weirdest part, no entry wounds or anything like that, blood just left her like sweat would, strange but not as strange as what to come....

As the plane touched down Brandon looked outside, if this wasn't a private jet with ex-military pilot, he had always wanted to go to Sweden, always wanted to get away from home. He pulled out the letter he had gotten and read it again and again, still surprised it had all happened before looking around at his fellow classmates. The door pops opened and stairs are wheeled to the door. "If you'd please undo your seat belts and make your way to the back of the plane were you will be driven to the institute." A Stewardess says coming into the seating area.

Students were then lead out into the cold weather with their bags and moved into cars of about 3 students, a driver and a prefect to help the students to the hidden base.

[Kengran]

Kohaku Himura, the relatively short girl of mixed asian-european descent, holding a large amount of luggage for her frail body, barely seeming to be bothered by the cold outside, despite being used to the high temperatures in the Ryūkyū islands. She stares right into the ground, not looking up at the others or her surroundings. She slowly steps towards the second car (I think?...) and stops in front of it. She slowly raises her look up, only to open the door, to enter.

She sits quietly, her rather fragile body pushed against the side door of the car, a pet cage set on her lap, her newly-bought ferret's sleeping area. She gazes on the window, not saying a single word to the other two in her car, seemingly entranced by the landscape outside, deep in thought. She lets out a deep sigh, before looking back at the other two for the first time.

[Videssos]

Julius smiled faintly, his lone crimson eye idly moving to take in the other occupants of the car. As always, his hair covered where his left eye would have been, a memento of sorts from a past event rarely spoken of. The white haired German occultist noticed the other two, one a boring fellow named Shwetang, and the other a dark haired girl named Findabhair Faolan, no doubt originating from Éire.

He himself was dressed in clothing that seemed slightly old fashioned yet no less fashionable, with a sword cane the handle of which one hand rested, whilst atop his left shoulder was sat a creepy looking doll. In his free hand Julius had a large lollipop, which he licked distractedly as he was currently torn between talking to one of the others, or going off on a mental journey to pass the the time in the car. Though he'd also been thinking of possibly trolling them, which might be fun, though the girl seemed a bit untalkative. Such was his quandary, though Julius was sure he would soon make his move...

[United American Lands]

Johnny Yong looked around the plane and grabbed his luggage before descending down into the snow-ridden land and into the fourth car. His face was cold and numb, but that's just how his face always was when we hasn't with his "Uncle". The snow from outside had changed his black hair, dark blue coat, and black shoes into a white outfit. He attemted to keep his composure, but it was damn cold. He couldn't help from shivering.

Out the window, he saw all the other students going into their respective cars. He couldn't help but think, "I'm the different one, here. Everyone here has some special ability or magic. All I have are my guns and my skills. I hope that they'll all I'll be needing."

He looked to his side and realized his car pool partner wasn't there. He ignored that for now and isntead continued to look outside at the other students. As with any new experience, he wondered what would happen, who he would meet, and what it'd be like. He unholstered one of his revolvers and admired it for a moment before putting it back. "Yeah, these are all I need."

[Sapphiron]

Cecilia Lore

A puff of warm air escaped her lips as Cecilia walked down the stairs, a step at a time. She had remembered to bring her winter coat and mittens but apparently, that was insufficient to shield her from the winter chill. Her cheeks became rosy, her lips turned blue and her teeth chattered involuntarily while her dark hair swayed gently when the cold wind caressed her face.

When she finally entered the third car, she was absolutely relieved and her facial expression further supported this fact. Well, she was used to being sheltered so the experience was surprising but at the same time refreshing for her. After settling herself into a comfortable sitting position, she retrieved one of her favourite books and began reading, conveniently ignoring the other occupants and only stopping occasionally to rub her hands for the purpose of keeping herself warm.

[Psycentric]

Alyssa stood there in her long black coat that seemed to dark to be true her red hair painted white in snow and her breath visible as she turned back looking at the plane before doing a odd bowing gesture and walking away. She soon approached a young man that was to be her car pool parnter and intsantly her stomach tied in knots as sge approached the car. She stood near hhim but far enough for her to feel comfortable. As soon as it was time, she entered the car and waited for the long trip to her new life.

[The New Byzantine]

Aleksander's parents were saying goodbye to him and Aleks wave at him, although Aleksander's face was very handsome Russian guy, wearing his white plain shirt, spike hair, wearing skinned ripped pants and wearing his vest from his uncle Vladislav Lenin, at the back of his vest; the symbol was hammer and sickle as he is so proud to be a descendant from a historical Lenin family.

Aleksander's friends and students from St. Petersburg saying goodbye also and then the popular boy in St. Petersburg is now gone, Aleksander was waiting for a car who is gotta pick him up, so he is standing there and singing a Soviet socialist song and then after that he finally entered the third car, Aleksander looks at this one boy and one girl here and he is started to become awkward and then Aleksander turned off his iPhone and decides to looks at the snow.

[United American Lands]

Johnny was focused on the outside: the snow, the people, and the future. He was so entranced he didn't notice the girl so close to him, just about to enter the car. He looked toward her and thought, "She must be Alyssa." The red, incredibly beautiful hair caught his eye. It was a great contrast the white which was everywhere. He also noticed her small stature. She was just about 5 ft. Tall. Another quite eye-catching thing was her paleness. She nearly blended into the cold, plain background.

Once she entered the car, Johnny looked away. He tried at least, but couldn't help but to glimpse at Alyssa every now and again. His mind was stuck on the appearance of this girl, but then he remembered that this girl had some power. This girl had some ability, a supernatural strength, something Johnny didn't have. It wasn't envy Johnny felt, but fear. He felt fear and wonder. He was afraid of the power these students had, but also wondered of the power they had.

[The New Byzantine]

Meanwhile in the car, Aleksander said on his mind, "Damn, I cant take this cold anymore, I must unleash my Pyrokinesis powers but I cant, someone will burn here to death." and then Aleksander uses his 'Heat Regeneration' in order to keep the cold out of his body and Aleksander said on his mind, "I hope nobody notices that." and then Aleksander decides to turn on his iPhone and then he grabs his earphones, attached it to the hole and then Aleksander presses a music which is a category from the 'Russian Love Songs' and then Aleksander feeled the song and then Aleksander was thinking about his crush saying "Goodbye Aleks!", he keeps thinking about that.

[Kumbhalgarh]

Shwetang fiddled with his Aries Locket as he followed the others Outside. Oh He was excited to go to Solence. Shwetang was a 16 year old boy of Spanish Descent. He had brown skin, a muscular body, and black hair. He picked up his Luggage, and learnt that they were to go in a car with each other till the Academy. "I guess it'll be something to remember" said Shwetang as he picked up his bag, and headed towards his assigned car. Shwetang's Dad was waving him goodbye, as the Handsome Shwetang waved back. Shwetang had an extremely handsome face, but he was a kind lad. He got into the car, and put his bags in the Trunk. He buckled up, and looked around. "Anyone want some Carrots?" Shwetang was dressed like a superstar. He had Black Jeans, A Light Blue Overcoat with a red scarf around his neck. He also had sunglasses.

[Bunkeranlage]

Down the stairs he went. Alexander Gruzinsky, the young Russian gentleman, whom many lauded for his "exceptional perceptive skills" and his ability to predict every situation in the near future.

In reality, however, this ESP was an enormous pain in the arse. Maria Pavlovna Gruzinsky herself was unaware of her son's special abilities, and with his entire circle of friends skeptical of the existence of such power, Alexander felt… alone. Nobody to share his experiences with, nobody to talk to about his premonitions and… that sense of meaninglessness…

There was just no more meaning to his life. Sure, Mikhail Yakovitch Azarov had been found, charged, imprisoned. The stolen money, however, was nowhere to be found. Azarov's basement was found to be stuffed to the brim with ketamine, and the money untraceable. All his mother's hard work earning money had gone down Azarov's hallucinatory drain.

Alexander's anger only led to more vivid and lucid encounters with the metaphysical. Every person he met was burning with a fiery aura, and the eyes that watched him in the night never ceased to gaze at him ominously, the villainous grey walls of his apartment fuelling their wicked passions.

No. This will never do.

The young Russian psychic was done with being ghost fodder.

A Swedish school had recently accepted him, with an enormous degree of enthusiasm, and Alexander grasped it immediately, seeing it as an excellent opportunity to destroy all traces of his old life and to finally crush the head of his serpentine memories. With nothing but a suitcase of clothes and an iPod Touch, Alexander Karlovitch Gruzinsky left for the snowy terrains of Sweden, using any means of transportation to get there.

He did not bother remembering the exact details of the journey. but what he did know was that he eventually wound up in a car, with two other students and two chaperones, being driven to the secret "base" that was to be their new school. "Solence", they called it. A place, he heard, filled with people with uncanny powers. That was all he knew.

"Should be interesting to get to know these other people, then", he said to himself. Turning to an Asian girl just next to him, he introduced himself, a little sheepishly. "Hello… I'm Alexander Gruzinsky. How about you?"

[Ravenflight]

Meanwhile in the car, Aleksander said on his mind, "Damn, I cant take this cold anymore, I must unleash my Pyrokinesis powers but I cant, someone will burn here to death." and then Aleksander uses his 'Heat Regeneration' in order to keep the cold out of his body and Aleksander said on his mind, "I hope nobody notices that." and then Aleksander decides to turn on his iPhone and then he grabs his earphones, attached it to the hole and then Aleksander presses a music which is a category from the 'Russian Love Songs' and then Aleksander feeled the song and then Aleksander was thinking about his crush saying "Goodbye Aleks!", he keeps thinking about that.

Brandon looks slightly worried and pulls his hoodie around him more. "Sooooo." He shivers trying to make mild conservation. "Where are you to from?" He smiles a little looking at the boy and girl sat opposite of him. "And do you know what they do here?" He half mumbles confused himself what the hell was going on and why the fuck was he dragged out to his horrible place

[Kengran]

Down the stairs he went. Alexander Gruzinsky, the young Russian gentleman, whom many lauded for his "exceptional perceptive skills" and his ability to predict every situation in the near future.

In reality, however, this ESP was an enormous pain in the arse. Maria Pavlovna Gruzinsky herself was unaware of her son's special abilities, and with his entire circle of friends skeptical of the existence of such power, Alexander felt… alone. Nobody to share his experiences with, nobody to talk to about his premonitions and… that sense of meaninglessness…

There was just no more meaning to his life. Sure, Mikhail Yakovitch Azarov had been found, charged, imprisoned. The stolen money, however, was nowhere to be found. Azarov's basement was found to be stuffed to the brim with ketamine, and the money untraceable. All his mother's hard work earning money had gone down Azarov's hallucinatory drain.

Alexander's anger only led to more vivid and lucid encounters with the metaphysical. Every person he met was burning with a fiery aura, and the eyes that watched him in the night never ceased to gaze at him ominously, the villainous grey walls of his apartment fuelling their wicked passions.

No. This will never do.

The young Russian psychic was done with being ghost fodder.

A Swedish school had recently accepted him, with an enormous degree of enthusiasm, and Alexander grasped it immediately, seeing it as an excellent opportunity to destroy all traces of his old life and to finally crush the head of his serpentine memories. With nothing but a suitcase of clothes and an iPod Touch, Alexander Karlovitch Gruzinsky left for the snowy terrains of Sweden, using any means of transportation to get there.

He did not bother remembering the exact details of the journey. but what he did know was that he eventually wound up in a car, with two other students and two chaperones, being driven to the secret "base" that was to be their new school. "Solence", they called it. A place, he heard, filled with people with uncanny powers. That was all he knew.

"Should be interesting to get to know these other people, then", he said to himself. Turning to an Asian girl just next to him, he introduced himself, a little sheepishly. "Hello… I'm Alexander Gruzinsky. How about you?"

Kohaku blushed, probably taken by surprise by the sudden words, but quickly regaining her cold, serious look, she replies in a bleak tone "I'm fine." She then looks over towards the cage on her lap, checking on the ferret inside, then looks back up at Alexander. "... Kohaku Himura is my name." she says, putting a lot of stress on "name," accentuating the pun about his introduction. She gently put her hands on her lap, lightly hugging the cage, letting out a fake smile that quickly withers away, revealing her true self.

[The New Byzantine]

Meanwhile in the car, Aleksander said on his mind, "Damn, I cant take this cold anymore, I must unleash my Pyrokinesis powers but I cant, someone will burn here to death." and then Aleksander uses his 'Heat Regeneration' in order to keep the cold out of his body and Aleksander said on his mind, "I hope nobody notices that." and then Aleksander decides to turn on his iPhone and then he grabs his earphones, attached it to the hole and then Aleksander presses a music which is a category from the 'Russian Love Songs' and then Aleksander feeled the song and then Aleksander was thinking about his crush saying "Goodbye Aleks!", he keeps thinking about that.

Brandon looks slightly worried and pulls his hoodie around him more. "Sooooo." He shivers trying to make mild conservation. "Where are you to from?" He smiles a little looking at the boy and girl sat opposite of him. "And do you know what they do here?" He half mumbles confused himself what the hell was going on and why the fuck was he dragged out to his horrible place

As Brandon speak, he stops thinking about his crush and he said in a confused way, "Eh..what?" and then he shake his head and Aleks said, "Oh, I'm from St. Petersburg, whole of people there knows me since I'm popular there, not a celebrity, okay?" and as the boy said, 'And what do you know what they do here?', Aleks said, "What?" and then as Brandon mumbles himself, Aleks said, "Yo, are you alright? By the way I'm Aleksander Koslov, you can call me Aleks." And then Aleks waits for Brandon's response.

[Lolita Lotus]

Julius smiled faintly, his lone crimson eye idly moving to take in the other occupants of the car. As always, his hair covered where his left eye would have been, a memento of sorts from a past event rarely spoken of. The white haired German occultist noticed the other two, one a boring fellow named Shwetang, and the other a dark haired girl named Findabhair Faolan, no doubt originating from Éire.

He himself was dressed in clothing that seemed slightly old fashioned yet no less fashionable, with a sword cane the handle of which one hand rested, whilst atop his left shoulder was sat a creepy looking doll. In his free hand Julius had a large lollipop, which he licked distractedly as he was currently torn between talking to one of the others, or going off on a mental journey to pass the the time in the car. Though he'd also been thinking of possibly trolling them, which might be fun, though the girl seemed a bit untalkative. Such was his quandary, though Julius was sure he would soon make his move...

Shwetang fiddled with his Aries Locket as he followed the others Outside. Oh He was excited to go to Solence. Shwetang was a 16 year old boy of Spanish Descent. He had brown skin, a muscular body, and black hair. He picked up his Luggage, and learnt that they were to go in a car with each other till the Academy. "I guess it'll be something to remember" said Shwetang as he picked up his bag, and headed towards his assigned car. Shwetang's Dad was waving him goodbye, as the Handsome Shwetang waved back. Shwetang had an extremely handsome face, but he was a kind lad. He got into the car, and put his bags in the Trunk. He buckled up, and looked around. "Anyone want some Carrots?" Shwetang was dressed like a superstar. He had Black Jeans, A Light Blue Overcoat with a red scarf around his neck. He also had sunglasses.

Findabhair sat trapped between Julius, a creepy german occultist goth something or other and an annoying git by the name of Shwetang who though he was chuck norris or something equally ridiculous. Rock and a hard place. Findabhair herself was dressed in cargo pants, a plain black t-shirt and a leather jacket on top as well as her ever present pendant around her neck and her pouch of Fey remedies. Unsure of what to wear for the trip she mixed and matched random pieces of clothing until something matched. She sat trapped in the car, unsure of what to do now. Finn was never very good with humans, conversations or tight spaces. In the past she avoided most people due to her differences. She was hoping now she may finally be among people who are also unique in some way and maybe her differences wouldn’t get in the way.

She spotted Julius, looking over at her out of the corner of her eye, and scowled out of habit, till he turned away.Good job! well done Finn! you've put off the first person who seemed remotely interested in conversation. She mocked herself in her mind. Finn sighed, and reached around Silvyr- her Faerie pet that was currently in her Mourning Dove form- and pulled out her novel, resolving to pass the time reading if neither of her current company wanted to talk.

[Kumbhalgarh]

Shwetang tried to talk to the girl sitting next to him. "So where are you, from?" "I know it might seem weird, that I am acting like this, but I am kinda nevrous." Said Shwetang.

[Ravenflight]

Brandon looks slightly worried and pulls his hoodie around him more. "Sooooo." He shivers trying to make mild conservation. "Where are you to from?" He smiles a little looking at the boy and girl sat opposite of him. "And do you know what they do here?" He half mumbles confused himself what the hell was going on and why the fuck was he dragged out to his horrible place

As Brandon speak, he stops thinking about his crush and he said in a confused way, "Eh..what?" and then he shake his head and Aleks said, "Oh, I'm from St. Petersburg, whole of people there knows me since I'm popular there, not a celebrity, okay?" and as the boy said, 'And what do you know what they do here?', Aleks said, "What?" and then as Brandon mumbles himself, Aleks said, "Yo, are you alright? By the way I'm Aleksander Koslov, you can call me Aleks." And then Aleks waits for Brandon's response.

Brandon slowly looks out the window and smiles. "You know I thought Russians would be more humble." He frowns. "You know losing to The West and all." He places a hand on his sword. "I'm sure it will be a pleasure working with you Mr Koslov." He says smiling at him then turning back to the window.

[Ravenflight]

Slowly one by one the car's windows black out as they drive through some sort of tunnel. The Air presser around everyone changes like a plan about to land. "Please stay seated." All teachers say one by one as the windows go out. "We will be arriving shortly."

[The New Byzantine]

As Brandon speak, he stops thinking about his crush and he said in a confused way, "Eh..what?" and then he shake his head and Aleks said, "Oh, I'm from St. Petersburg, whole of people there knows me since I'm popular there, not a celebrity, okay?" and as the boy said, 'And what do you know what they do here?', Aleks said, "What?" and then as Brandon mumbles himself, Aleks said, "Yo, are you alright? By the way I'm Aleksander Koslov, you can call me Aleks." And then Aleks waits for Brandon's response.

Brandon slowly looks out the window and smiles. "You know I thought Russians would be more humble." He frowns. "You know losing to The West and all." He places a hand on his sword. "I'm sure it will be a pleasure working with you Mr Koslov." He says smiling at him then turning back to the window.

"Well, some Russians aren't quite humble." Aleks said. "The West said it is a wonderful place there but they are just some damn imperialists, if your from America, I'm sorry from criticizing or insulting your nation but they are damn imperialists." and then Aleks looks at your sword and he said, "What a nice sword you got there, comrade." and then Aleksander said, "Hmm, allies, sure..by the way what's your name?" Aleks asked his name after that.

[The New Byzantine]

Slowly one by one the car's windows black out as they drive through some sort of tunnel. The Air presser around everyone changes like a plan about to land. "Please stay seated." All teachers say one by one as the windows go out. "We will be arriving shortly."

"Woah, I cant see a damn light in this tunnel." the light was occur as Aleks open his iPhone for light.

[Kumbhalgarh]

Shwetang teleported out of the car. He teleported behind of the teacher, and poked a stick into his/her butt, and then Shwetang teleported back.

[Psycentric]

Johnny was focused on the outside: the snow, the people, and the future. He was so entranced he didn't notice the girl so close to him, just about to enter the car. He looked toward her and thought, "She must be Alyssa." The red, incredibly beautiful hair caught his eye. It was a great contrast the white which was everywhere. He also noticed her small stature. She was just about 5 ft. Tall. Another quite eye-catching thing was her paleness. She nearly blended into the cold, plain background.

Once she entered the car, Johnny looked away. He tried at least, but couldn't help but to glimpse at Alyssa every now and again. His mind was stuck on the appearance of this girl, but then he remembered that this girl had some power. This girl had some ability, a supernatural strength, something Johnny didn't have. It wasn't envy Johnny felt, but fear. He felt fear and wonder. He was afraid of the power these students had, but also wondered of the power they had.

Alyssa looked at Johnny and a slight blush crept on her face. She looked away and down before looking back up meeting his gaze. She was no mind reader, in fact she had limited time learning facial expressions. I wonder what hes thinking. she found her self thinking.

She waited a moment before looking out the window at the passing sweedish landscape admiring its cold yet stunning beauty. She sighed, a short happy sound, thinking not on the past which lead her here, but to the future. The future whiched if she allowed it could hold happiness for her.

[Ravenflight]

Brandon slowly looks out the window and smiles. "You know I thought Russians would be more humble." He frowns. "You know losing to The West and all." He places a hand on his sword. "I'm sure it will be a pleasure working with you Mr Koslov." He says smiling at him then turning back to the window.

"Well, some Russians aren't quite humble." Aleks said. "The West said it is a wonderful place there but they are just some damn imperialists, if your from America, I'm sorry from criticizing or insulting your nation but they are damn imperialists." and then Aleks looks at your sword and he said, "What a nice sword you got there, comrade." and then Aleksander said, "Hmm, allies, sure..by the way what's your name?" Aleks asked his name after that.

Brandon scowled and kept looking. "Its because they don't want us to know where we are going." He frowns. "Britain." He mutters loudly not even bothering to look at Aleks. "Now if you don't mind I'm going to try and work out where we are going."

[Lolita Lotus]

Shwetang tried to talk to the girl sitting next to him. "So where are you, from?" "I know it might seem weird, that I am acting like this, but I am kinda nevrous." Said Shwetang.

Finn looks up from her book in annoyance "were you talking to me?" she asks with a slight accent I cant very well say that my father's an Irish mortal and my mother a is Fey. Nor that i was born in the Faerie realm and hidden on Earth by the Fey King when it was found that i'm part mortal "I'm irish" Findabhair goes back to reading her novel

[Kumbhalgarh]

Shwetang replied to Finn, "So do you have a boyfriend?" Asked Shwetang. He took off his Glasses and revelaed his black eyes, and muscular face.