Takeshi nodded and spoke into the phone once more, "We might take a while longer. Don't send the cleaners yet - I'll get them myself when I'm finished."

He turned his phone off without Raye's reply and slipped it back into his pocket.

"I need you to relax, Lyn. Attempt to clear your mind...", he soothingly told her, "It's harder for me to do this when you're awake but as long as you are calm, it should be fine. Close your eyes and ignore your surroundings. Just clear your mind..."

Takeshi slided himself off the table and leaned against the opposite wall, making himself comfortable. He shut his eyes and concentrated on Lyn... waiting for any essence of her mind to appear to him vaguely and gradually.

(I'm going soon, so I might not reply until tomorrow afternoon)

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Lyn nodded. She closed her eyes and tried not to clunch on anything. She sat in the chair and breathed as calmly as possible, however she was a bit scared of the following thing she tried to take it easy and relaxed in the chair.

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Mai left the dormitory, exiting through the closed door. She felt happy for the first time in a while; she could be seen again. With a smile on her face she slipped through the walls of various classrooms which she knew to be empty - she didn't make a habit of wandering through rooms where classes were being held. But when she walked through the wall to a room she was sure was normally empty, she was taken aback to see Takeshi in there with a girl who was sat on a chair looking like she'd just been crying a lot. Mai blushed scarlet, and stumbled over her apologies. Takeshi and the girl looked at her puzzled for a moment, but nothing was said. Before anyone could call her back, Mai ran though the far wall and in to the corridor.

She ran to the safety of the toilets where she went in to a cubicle and sat on the closed lid, legs pulled up in case someone looked under the door. She felt bad for walking in on that class, she'd have to watch herself next time, she didn't like intruding when someone was trying to master a skill, she knew how she'd feel.

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"Without music, life would be a mistake." - Friedrich Nietzsche



"Make happy those who are near, and those who are far will come."

Fwee!

((Is it all right if I change my charrie's name from Anna to Asha?))

Asha kept walking though the woods, I wonder were this HYENA is anyway. Stupid 'friends,' I should have never shown them my power, I should have known they would have sniched. I won't be in this postion.As she thought of home, a tear rolled down Asha's cheek. It started to rain lightly, to match her misery. She stopped and shut her eyes, making her self clear a emotions. The rain stopped.

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I was Nymphadora Tonks

Brody walked quickly through the HYENA halls, trying to ignore the thoughts of those around him, although he knew that was next to impossible. The only times he had relief from all the voices was when he was alone. He wanted to be alone, too, and was heading for his room near the back of the building.
A stronger thought intruded on his mind above the normal babble of the hallway. <i>Mai.</i> She was upset about bothering another student. She hurried to the bathroom. Brody frowned, then jogged to the outside door of the bathroom. He knocked on it softly. "Mai? Are you in there?"

Jackie kept walking, heading for the train station, pulling her suitcase behind her. She tried to keep her movements as purposeful as possible - people were more likely to tend to their own business if you looked like you were minding yours. Her feet felt as she'd been walking for days. The calluses and bunions a pointe dancer developed weren't any protection from normal walking. Not that ballet was the only thing she knew. The Royal Ballet School trained its students in modern dance, clogging, several celtic styles, and even latin.

The lively, hypnotic wail of a fiddle and an insistent, running beat pulled her down a side street, where a group of passersby were gathered at a corner, around the source of the music. Her insatiable curiosity dragged her through the spectators, to emerge at the edge of the small circle. A green-eyed girl, slightly younger than herself, danced to the strains of a stereo, nimble feet blurring in the complicated passes of a Scots - no, Irish - soft-shoe step. Irish dancing had that particular turn to the ankle.

She recognized the step. Her feet filled with a familiar itch, tired as they were, and she turned to leave before she gave in. The other girl might not appreciate an intruder on her stage. But then again ... Jackie shrugged off her backpack, already counting the beats, and stepped toward the dancer.

Five, six, seven, eight. She kicked through the lead-in and began the step, feet matching the other's perfectly, arms rigid at her sides, chin absolutely level. Yes, she knew what she looked like - a scrawny seventeen-year-old, clad in a faded velour track jacket and pants, the joy of rhythm burning in her dark eyes and energizing every kick and intertwining turn of her puma-shod feet. The other dancer noticed her. Jackie sighed inwardly as they began circling in the dance. She might take this badly, but again, she might not.

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Estelle walked around the city for a bit, her backpack securely fastened to her back and her hand clutched tightly around the handle of her medium-sized suitcasebefore heading toward the train station. Brushing back a lock of raven hair she glanced warily about her. On one side of a street she heard the sound of a fiddle playing, but chose to pass the jolly tune, not in the mood for such lighthearted merriment. Strolling down the block, she continued onward to the station, hoping that the train she would take would lead her to HYENA.

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AWESOME set by the AMAZING Lembas!!!

Name: Nick Hassant
Nickname: NA
Codename: Shadow Crawler
Gender: Male
Age: 30
Picture: http://ralph-fiennes.net/galleries/albums/bw_photos/bw12.jpg
Nationality: British
Status: Villian
Power(s): Able to become invisible in the absence of light. Also can stick and crawl to surfaces.
Personality: Very cold
Short bio(s): (coming later)
Other notes: Carries two small swords that can also be thrown

Name: Marsia Tennesat
Nickname:
Codename: Acrobat
Gender: Female
Age: 25
Picture: http://moi-alizee.us/forums/gallery2/main.php?g2_view=core.DownloadItem&g2_itemId=1803&g2_serialNumber=2
Nationality: French
Status: HYENA
Power(s): Highly skilled acrobatic powers. Also a skilled contortionist
Personality: Light hearted and cheerful
Short bio: (coming later)
Other notes:

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I was cured all right.

I want to join as a villan who was once good, but I need to know he bascocs of whats happened and don't really have time to read what people have put so I know basic things then I will post a bio and start.

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Where do you go when your running away,
The cost of stopping is too great to pay.
~Amanda (saw this written in a washroom stall at a movie theater)

Takeshi glanced at the passing girl, but turned back to Lyn, "Ignore that - just ignore the distractions."

He closed his eyes once more, his mind being forced to work now. A static hum was beginning to ring through his head... it was working. Was he in... Lyn's subconscious? He felt that she was subconsciously was blocking him away, but Lyn might not of been aware of it.

He started to feel warm, he was burning up. He twitched slightly but resumed trying, gritting his teeth.
"Relax more...", Takeshi patiently asked her, trying not to sound commanding.

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After a suitable amount of time had passed and no one had come to find and scold her, Mai slid the lock across on the toilet door and stepped out. She went over to the hand basin and looked in to the mirror - nothing there again. Her heart fell to her ankles and she walked miserably out in to the entrance hall again, heading towards the front doors. She thought about going without Tai, no doubt he'd find company that wasn't so melancholy. She sat in the sun on the front steps, near the side so someone didn't walk in to her, and decided to wait a while until her head cleared.

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"Without music, life would be a mistake." - Friedrich Nietzsche



"Make happy those who are near, and those who are far will come."

Fwee!

((My second character bio))

Name(s): Jordan Reynolds
Nickname(s): none
Codename(s): Jezebelle
Gender(s): Female
Age(s): 27
Picture(s): http://i9.tinypic.com/6ez4f3r.jpg
Nationality/ies: American
Status: Villain
Power(s): Power Mimicry - Jordan has the ability to mimic anyones powers if they are in close range and maintain them for a short period of time, which is usually approximately 2 hours. Jordan can only maintain up to 3 powers at any one time and suffers from all the persons weaknesses.
Personality/ies: Jordan is short tempered and has a sharp wit. She does not suffer fools gladly and doesn't stand for anyone getting in her way. Her main ambition is to have power and for people like her to be the dominant species. She is not willing to let anyone or anything stand in her way.
Short bio(s): To come
Other notes: Jordan is in the processes of recruiting more people with powers, that are of the same mindset as her.

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Name(s): Darius Wellington
Nickname(s): Daren
Codename(s): Wraith
Gender(s): Male
Age(s): 24
Picture(s): http://img.gomusic.ru/stars/4956.jpg
Nationality/ies: British
Status: HYENA/Villians/Homo Sapien/Other: Villain
Power(s): Darius can turn into an incorporeal form(like a ghost) in order to avoid being hurt and so that objects pass trough him yet his form only allows small objects passing trough him thus he cannot pass trough walls. He can affect other mutants or humans in his form by grabbing hold of them and draining them or possess them, if they do not have the strength or willpower to resist him. (possessed victims cannot remember what happened to them while they were being controlled)
Personality/ies: Quiet, mutters to himself and seems to be constantly uncomfortable as he stretches and snaps his fingers. Rarely laughs and has a dry sense of humor.
Short bio(s): Darius was born into a rich British family, he received a good education (all tough he was a horrible student) and yet managed to get a job as a salesman in his fathers company. Yet Darius was never a stable man, he drank, missed work and grew ever desperate for money. Eventually his father cut him off from the family money in order to wake up Darius, but that only drove Darius to jump off a bridge and he almost drowned had it not been for a police patrol.

Afterwards Darius woke in the hospital, weak and angered that he still lived. During his recovery he unexpectedly learned of his powers and actually killed another patient by draining them of their life force. After this he was soon out due to an fast recovery and with his abilities he swore to make everyone pay, starting with his father. Now after many months Darius has been on the lookout for others with powers.

Other notes: He seems to hate water over everything ever since his suicide attempt.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

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Lyn nodded. she tried blocking the sounds from outside, which was quite hard for her. She tried just thinking of nothing, although her mind was full of fear and memories which hurted her. She breathed deep and very slowly, trying to trust Takeshi to let him go into her subconscious, knowing that would be a way he could help her.

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Mari looked at Jackie in surprise and that was when it happened, she missed a step. Mari's powers were very curiouse, they only emerged when she improvised, as long as she kept to the traditional steps nothing would happen, if not? A child in the crowd rose a few centimeters and spun slightly before Mari quickly closed her eyes and went back to the cloplicated steps, sweat breaking out on her forehead as she hoped no one noticed. She would speak to the other girl later...or not if she was forced to run.

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