forum Fallen From Home (Closed, 7/7)(Stalkers welcome, comments open!)

Started March 05, 2020 by @SpookyJim

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Mark was scared spite-less at the person he was looking at, but he wasn't showing it.

(I decided to use this reply to expand on Eros's appearance a bit)

Eros looked up from his hands and at Akiron, tapping his foot with impatience. There were just about 20 people in the room, he knew the likelihood of him getting picked for this… expedition, as Akiron had called it. He was waiting to be dismissed so that he could simply leave and not worry about another thing related to the expedition.

He leaned against the wall, one foot planted against it. The heavy, black combat boot hitting the wall with a thud. He quickly adjusted his black, fingerless gloves and dusted his exposed thighs lightly.

He met Akiron's gaze with a metal-fanged smile. "It's a pleasure to meet Akiron. But can I leave now? I've got nothin' for you." He shrugged lightly, pulling a messy, burgundy braid over his shoulder from behind his back. "Anyone can do the things I do, so I'm nothing special."

Name: Lennox Cassian
Age: 18
Gender: Male (Straight)
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 173lbs
Hair Color: Platinum blonde; almost white. Pulled back into a very short, loose, messy ponytail
Eye Color: Heterochromia; one blue eye, one brown eye
Skin Color (Optional): Fair
Personality: Undetermined MBTI (presumably INxx) Generally quiet and stoic. Hates being told what to do, but has high respect for those who can earn it. Hard outside, soft inside.
Technological Additions (Optional): He has been enhanced technologically to be able to absorb, transfer, and manipulate electrical currents to an extent. He is mostly immune to any electrical shock, though high voltages still may cause him damage or send him into cardiac arrest. He is able to absorb energy from all sources around him (and, as electricity is in everything, he is never without); however, in order for him to transfer large shocks at once, he requires a greater power source.

(Please let me know if any of this is not allowed. Apologies for the delayed sign-up. Thank you for your patience and kindness.^-^)

Akiron turned towards Eros, his glowing gaze falling upon the impatient male with unmatched severity. Pink lips quirked up to the left side of his face in a subtle, challenging smirk.
"All the more reason you'll be joining us."
He appraised the other for a brief moment before turning back to the rest of the group.

Mark has even a better reason to be scared as is was very difficult to keep his cool.

Darestern's eyes roamed over the group, falling upon Mark. Akiron had a way of reading people, and it was no surprise that the other was nervous.

Elizia slid to Eros as Akiron continued to address the group. “Apologies if it seems mean, but you just got told!” She teased, giving him a playful nudge, “Don’t worry. Fieldwork isn’t so bad when you get used to it.”

Eros looked over to Elizia slowly. He smiled slightly at her joke, but not very enthusiastically. "That's the thing." he began, "I am used to fieldwork. I hate it. I've been on so many expeditions that I've walked through five pairs of boots alright." He looked down at his boot with a frown. "And I like these ones."

He tapped his foot lightly, a smile refinding its way to his face. "Though, I guess they're fun sometimes."

"Is there something you need me to do sir?" Mark gulped in his fear and nervousness.

"Well, yeah they're fun! And did you see the maps?" Elizia smiled warmly, "This is entirely unknown terrain. No idea what's there at all." She looked out the walls of the room were they were waiting, "Maybe we'll finally find what's been making all those pretty lights we saw in orbit. Whatever it was, it wasn't flora, but it was too big to be any kind of creatures."

Mark laughed nervously in tone that he wanted to get out so badly.

"There's no need to be so skittish. You'll be in good company."
Akiron gestured over to the rest of the party, glancing back and sneaking a small smile at Elizia and Eros. "Supplies will be provided before we set out. Each of you will have three fresh sets of clothes, two pairs of steel-toed boots, enough rations to last an individual 3 weeks, and a medical supply kit."
He took a breath, turning to face his party.
"You all have individual talents. You'll have another pack of supplies tailored to match your abilities and strong suits." Darestern let the mechanical apparatus hang laxly from his shoulder blades, the wings touching the ground ever so slightly.

Mark calmed down a pit.

(Thank you so much. ^-^)

Lennox's expression was stoic as he observed his surroundings in silence, watching the others in the room interact. He eavesdropped on what snippets of conversations he could catch, though he didn't bother getting involved in any of them yet. In all truth, he wasn't sure how he felt about being here, or how he felt about the possibilities before him.
He shifted his weight from one foot to the other, his gaze flickering between the different individuals around him before coming to rest on the floor.