@Natasha
Jemma crashed into a girl. (Izabela) "Oh! Sorry. Are you okay?"
Jemma crashed into a girl. (Izabela) "Oh! Sorry. Are you okay?"
"I'm alright, thanks," Izabela replied, looking at the girl.
Then Jemma remembered why she was running. "Oh goodness." She turned to look down the street. A man with blue skin was running down the street, gaining on her fast.
"What the hell is that?!" Izabela asked, watching as it came closer. Whatever it was, she knew it wasn't good. The girl that crashed into her looked really scared, so she grabbed her arm and pulled her into the shadows, teleporting through them.
Jemma gasped as the other girl suddenly teleported the two of them somewhere else. "What the–"
"Shh!" Izabela hushed the girl and watched from their hideout as the blue guy ran down the street. They could see him, but he couldn't see them.
She nodded, shutting her mouth.
The guy went out of view, and Izabela turned to the girl. "What the hell was that?" she asked. They were sitting in a closed store, she'd need to get them out soon.
"That is what's called an Albunzicklan. They're like…………………….ummmmmm…………a combination of Frost Giant and Cree. They hunt Inhumans. The stupid thing's been hunting me all day." Jemma replied.
"Albu-what-now?" Izabela says, raising an eyebrow at the girl. "Frost giant? You're insane."
"I wish." Jemma retorted. "Al-bun-zick-lan."
"What do you mean by 'Inhuman'?" she questions.
Jemma held up her hand, making it vibrate super-fast. "It means that I had a little of alien blood in my genes, and so I got powers."
"Alright… that's weird." Izabela says, watching as the girl's hand vibrates. "Who are you, anyway?"
"Oh, right!" Jemma mentally slapped herself in the face, remembering that she had forgotten to introduce herself. She stuck out her hand. "Jemma Stone. And you are???"
"Izabela Allman." she says, shaking the girl's hand.
"Nice to meet you." Jemma said with a smile.
"You too." Izabela replied. She looks around the dark store. "We should probably get out of here before the owners come."
(Hope it’s not too late to join..)
Name: Xander Rosen.
Age: 18
Type: Shadow shifter (a living shadow with the ability to shape shift.)
Personality: Quiet, kind, helpful, easily embarrassed, introverted at first, shy.
Looks: Slim, 5’10, pale, silver/white hair, electric blue eyes
Other: Xander doesn’t really know how long he’s been around, just that he looks about 18. He has been mute since he’s existed, and communicates through sign language or writing on paper. He tends to try to stay out of trouble, as he is very sensitive. He helps others, but mostly at nights when the sun can not hurt him.
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Xander sat in the shadows in an alleyway, the only thing really standing out we his eyes. His hood was up as he peered at the sun uneasily, wishing nightfall would come already.
Jemma nodded. "Okay."
Izabela took her arm and teleported them out of the store into an alleyway. She lets go of Jemma's arm and starts walking away.
Xander sat up a tad straighter when he saw strangers appear right in front of him. Were they like him? How did they just appear? He hoped they wouldn’t notice him, but then again wanted to try and strike up a “conversation”.
Jemma noticed a pair of eyes in the darkness of the alley. "GAHH WHAT THE HECK DUDE!!!!"
Izabela swiveled around when she heard Jemma scream. She looked at where she was looking, and saw a pair of eyes. "Okay, that's a bit creepy."
Xander flinched sharply, putting his hands up to show he meant no harm.
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