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Originally Posted by SPACE
((Were born with the Avatars right?))
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(( Yep, prettymuch everyone has one - some gain more abilities from others due to being naturally attuned with them, perhaps through past events or mereley having a natural link at birth. ))
Orson sat, deep in thought. The rolling skies of grey new york rumbled threataningly above him. He sniffed the air. It felt... wet, damp. Taking in a deep sigh, he shook his head.
"A storm's coming." He stated bitterly. He hated the rain. Nari, on the otherhand - tended to love it, besides being a cat. He had allways found that... odd.
Nari padded over to him, purring and nuzzling against his arm. "
Well, I know you don't like the rain, let's go inside?~" She asked in her usual, sing-song tune. Orson had no idea how Nari had managed to stay so happy, but he nodded.
"Yeah, thanks." He smiled, rubbing the tiger behind her ears. Her purring was deep, resounding and powerfull. Standing up, he began to walk to the door of the building the rebels tended to use for a base.
It was old and run-down, decay and moss were climbing the bricks, which themselves were a distorted, dark grey. Opening the door and making his way inisde, he peered around the room. It was musky, old. But warm, and it was his home.
In the centre stood a long table, maps and plans were scattered all over it - calculations of time, the walls scattered with notice boards - important notes, events that had effected the rebels, ect.
To the far left, there was a TV, a small - suprisingly comfy looking - sofa lay opposite it. A computer allso sat calmly on a desk in the other corner of the room. Turned on, buzzing lightly with the energy it gave off. The screen illuminating the otherwise dingy room.
He sighed. "Pah, no-one's here yet? I issued a meeting on their comms a hour ago..." He murmered.
Nari sighed with exaspiration. "
Have a little paitence, Orson!" She snapped, but in a motherly and caring way. "
They're proberly just busy, they'll get here soon. Juuuust waaait~"
Orson shrugged, making his way to the sofa and flumping down on it. Not in the mood to argue.
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Originally Posted by angel1234
(im totaly in, this is quite like the rp i was makin tho >.< im not sayin you took it or nothin, but its just pretty funny)
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(( It is?
*Checks the forums.*
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That is a little wierd... ))