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The year is 2063. People with superhuman abilities have been integrated into society for the last 57 years. At first was the Golden Age, the time when the wondrous caped heroes defended our world from the emerging villains who rose from the woodwork to challenge them. Then came the Silver Age, when the wonder and amazement shifted to horror and distrust, as the world finally began noticing the damages that these heroes caused to our society with their fights against evil. Now, we are in the Bronze Age, a time when the public is distrustful of the heroes who protect them, seeing them solely as a necessity to keep the villains at bay from completing their schemes and plots. It is up to our group of heroes to take their first steps onto the world stage. Will they redeem hero society in the eyes of the public, restoring their legacy to its golden roots, or will they knowingly or unknowingly tear down all that those heroes who came before painstakingly built?

We find our heroes all together, in front of the office of the Silver Age hero, Presidium. The Heroic State of Edmonton split from the father nation in 2057, and is now overseen by some of the best and brightest heroes, to mixed public reception. Each of our heroes-to-be were brought here by a curious letter, each tailored to their interests, some teasing fame and fortune, others using the political connections to draw the children of the future in. What lies beyond these doors, only time can tell...


CAPES
Welcome to Capes, a collaborative project between members of Marriland seeking an interesting RP world to explore.

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  • Follow the Marriland Rules, as well as the Roleplaying Rules. You know the drill.
  • This will be a private roleplay, my apologies.
  • All OOC posts will be done on the Discord channel, located here. Additionally, all information, character sheets and updates to them will be located there also.
  • Post length should be appropriate for what is taking place. If it is just conversation, a few sentences will be fine, but during larger set-pieces, i'll expect a paragraph plus.

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Name: [Don't make me explain this to you.]
Hero Name/Alias: [If necessary. If you go by your real name, leave this blank.]
Age: [Late teens to early twenties.]
Design: [Include either an image or text description of your civilian self. Finding applicable superhero images is gonna be annoying, so just describe what if different about the design from their civilian design.]
Abilities: [This encompasses all aspects of power. Whether the power is genetic, magical, technological, an eldritch artefact or anywhere in between, describe it here. What does it do, what's the limitation?]
Equipment: [Does your character pack any stuff that isn't strictly for ability usage? This could include regular technology, normal weapons etc.]
Personality: [How does your character act? This is crucially important as you need to clarify how they act as a civilian and what their hero persona is. Additionally, how well do they work with the team?]
Backstory: [How was their life prior to this point? When did they learn they had powers, or when did they create/gain theirs? What was the reason they accepted Presidium's letter?]
 
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Flo

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Celeste wandered down the streets of Windermere, vaguely heading in the right direction for Presidium's offices, but still carrying out a fierce internal debate about whether to even turn up. Her fingers clutched around the letter in her pocket; an odd traditional way to send information considering his standing. Celeste turned another corner, noting absently that she had been wandering in circles for the past twenty minutes.
'Eventually,' her warring mindsets concluded, 'You have to make the choice. Do you show up to his place, or risk pissing off a Hero?'
Honestly, it seemed like there was only choice from the beginning. Wasn't like her situation left her much room to make new enemies anyway. Pulling her coat closer around her body in spite of the sun hanging in the clear sky, Celeste spun on her foot, nearly knocking over a passerby and began heading to the office of Presidium.
"Well, how bad could it be?" Celeste muttered, as a wisp of green dripped from her eyes.

The office itself was rather unassuming from the outside, a small sign outside the front door was the only indication that a hero worked here and it wasn't just another stack of flats. The grey building blended perfectly with the grey building to the left and to the right, so much so that Celeste had to double check the address she had hastily jotted down on a scrap of paper. Glancing at her watch revealed that even with her meandering, both physically and mentally, she was still twenty minutes early from the time the letter stated to knock on the door. Allowing herself a small breath of reprieve, Celeste quickly checked before crossing the road and sitting down outside the building, her back against the wall, her legs pulled up against her chest. One final glance both ways was enough to reassure her as she rested her head against her legs, her fingers dancing against each other tapping out some melody from that band she listened to before heading out.
 

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Haru blinked, as the lights came on in the room, scattering away the veil of darkness she was using as cover. I thought I checked for motion sensors? Must’ve not looked hard enough. Sensei’d be disappointed.

In a fraction of a second, her game-like body functions kicked in, causing her eyes to readjust to the heavy spotlights much faster than any human should be able, and allowing her to clearly see that all five of her targets were standing in front of the lights, guns drawn. Ah, so they knew I was coming. Sensei would be even more disappointed. Goes to show I’ve been operating here too long. Good thing I’ll be going to Presidium’s tomorrow.

She didn’t bother to avert her gaze or shield her eyes from the lights, as she stared straight ahead into the eyes of the criminals before her, two of which started to feel somewhat nervous internally, having not truly believed she would arrive.

The mafian stood in the centre - an ugly, rotund caricature of a man - stepped forward. “So you’re the one the boys have been talking about. A ***** with pink hair who’s been causing trouble.”

“Yeah.” Haru said softly. The low volume wasn’t for any particular reason. It was simply how loud she normally spoke, but it served to infuriate the man.

“Can’t you talk? The person who’s killed three of my men and been pulling apart my entire operation is some mute kid with a sword? What do you even have that for? Did you think it’d make you look cool when you told everyone what you did?”

“It was a gift.”

“You like gifts, huh?” The man aimed his pistol at Haru’s forehead. “Well here’s a present straight from me-“ As the man’s index finger pulled back on the trigger, he suddenly found himself looking in the complete opposite direction, a small weight now on his shoulders.

Haru let go of the man’s head, lightly bounding off his corpse as it fell to the ground. His gun went off as he fell, hitting one of his partners in the arm. As she sailed through the air, Haru’s hand slipped into her trousers and took hold of one of her knives, and flung it towards another of the men, where it sank hilt deep into his throat.

As he died, and the man who had been accidentally shot began to clutch his arm, another threw down his weapon as flame started to roll down his sleeves, and the final one found himself pinned in place out of pure, primal terror.

The one who had been shot opened his mouth to scream, but no sound escaped him - Haru had already surrounded his neck in a wire garrotte, intending on taking his head off. She didn’t get the chance however, leaping out of the way of a gout of flame that incinerated the man for her. Rolling to her feet while ripping her knife out of one of the freshly killed villains’ throat, she immediately Lunged at the one who had attacked, kicking a Fireball at him.

He countered with his own attack, causing both infernos to detonate where they collided in midair. He didn’t expect her to dive through the flames, however, and so was caught off-guard when she plunged her knife into his chest. His flames roared again as he prepared to blow himself up with her, but he never could - with a hand strengthened with her Vermillion Bird’s Beak, Haru pierced the man’s neck and ripped his oesophagus out of his body, killing him too.

Now covered in blood and soot, she turned to the final one, who had fallen on his ass, the crotch of his trousers wet and dripping. “Please, I’ll change! I’ll give you everything! You heroes aren’t meant to kill p-“ He slumped back, his boss’s gun having been thrown at his chest, caving in the entire cavity.

Haru opened the window of the high-rise. It was 3 in the morning, yet the city was still alive below. “No one ever called me a hero.” She slipped out, disappearing into the night.

While she showered and changed that night, she chose not to sleep; instead choosing to sit on top of another high-rise somewhat near the place Presidium had told her to go, where she could get a proper vantage point. She quietly watched the passers by, noting the few that seemed a tad more interesting than the others.
 

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The closer he got to the appointed place, the more Silen started thinking this whole trip might have been a bad idea. On the trip to Windermere, he had a lot of time to think about why would such a famous hero as Presidium bother to contact him at all. He wondered if the whole deal with the letter was just an elaborate prank to make him look bad in front of the Silver Age hero. While that would definitely explain why he used such an archaic method of communication, in the end he decided to just take the plunge. On the one hand, it was already too late to back down; on the other, Presidium surely knew he was going. If he didn't want him to come, he'd probably just give him a call or something?

These thoughts kept him distracted while he wandered the town. The makeshift map he made the day before was of little use to actually getting to his destination, so even if he still had some time he worried about being late. He thought about asking someone, but everyone on the street looked so important and busy. It really was the Heroic State's capital: even if it didn't look that advanced, this outward layer of simplicity hid many years of heroic progress. Just walking its streets, Silen could almost feel like a real hero. In the end though, even if he did bring his costume, he felt like a sham.

Silen fiddled with the Mega Horn while he checked his map for the ninth time. He could have never imagined Windermere would be such a nightmare to traverse, or he would have remembered to charge his phone. Eventually, after turning the map around a couple of times, he figured out where he was, and a couple of minutes later, he was facing the fated building. Even though it looked the same as the neighboring flats, after Silen confirmed the address, it seemed much taller and oppressive than the rest. Silen's heart started beating faster without him noticing. He considered going back. No one had to know he was even here in the first place. Was it all a mistake? Why would Presidium call him? Did he mix him up with his mother?

He leaned against the building across the road, paying no mind to the other person nearby. He was determined to get through this no matter what. In the end, even if he was scared, the only way was forward. At the very least, he'd probably look back at this moment in the future and laugh, as there was no way something important was going to happen.
 

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City life was strange.

It's hard to call this a city, really, but all of the leg work that led her to walk down this quaint sidewalk was certainly city-like. The plane-ride over, the personal escort to the airport in Salt Lake, the taxi-ride to the locale, the list went on. She couldn't say she cared for it. Everything was so stiff, so formal. But that didn't matter anymore. That was the past. Everything that the last few hours entailed was about to have its payoff - god, who was she going to meet? What would they be like? What kind of stories would they have to tell? It painted an almost maddeningly gleeful grin to her face. She'd never talked to many people outside of the mansion proper before, let alone people like Presidium. She'd never given being with others much thought before, but now that she was out of her own isolated bubble, she couldn't help but be infatuated with the others that passed her by without a second glance. The man who had sat beside her on the plane was gruff and burly, and upon asking him about basically his whole life story, she learned he was a wood-cutter who had minor telekinesis. How cool was that? Telekinesis! Think of all of the party tricks you could do with that!

Maybe she enjoyed the trip a bit more than she'd initially realized.

By the time she reached the doors that marked Presidium's office, or flat, or whatever this weird place was, she was nearly skipping. She didn't even bother checking the time to see how early or late she may be when she walked up to the doors and confidently knocked twice. "Mr. Presidium? Sir? I'm here!" She waits for a moment, and pouts upon there being no reply. She knocks again. "You should make the place a bit cooler. Paint the door, or put some plants or something. You lameo." Silence again. She frowns, turning to the nearest person. She seemed quite bored. And like she had no life. Who sits outside of a building?

"Hey miss, have you seen Mr. Presidium anywhere?"
 

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Celeste was roused from her part-nap, part-introspection by a voice that seemed far too bubbly that, as unfortunate as it seemed, was aimed at her. Sighing under her breath, Celeste shuffled her legs out, letting the blood rush back into them. Placing on hand on the floor she picked herself up as the black coat began glowing an eerie viridian. As she looked up to the girl, her glowing, smoky eyes scanned the girl quickly while she registered and prepared a response. The girl seemed fit, not necessarily superhuman but definitely fit. The outfit was certainly not her style, but to each, their own. Speaking of the girl.

"Presidium is in there, but he's closed. Ain't gonna open up for a while yet. Oh, where are my manners, name's Marvelous, a pleasure. What brings someone like you up to talk to this old fogey? You sure as hell ain't dressed for a local, unless you got some heat powers."

Internally, Celeste was shaking and worried. Why was someone random, a stranger* talking to her? Hell, there's some other kid loitering across the road, why not talk to him? Fortunately, Marvelous was ready to cover for her, at least until she calmed down enough.
 

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Oooooooh pretty colorssssssssssss. That coat was a hell of an artifact. At least, she assumed it was an artifact. What did it do!? And why did she suddenly seem so badass? She was relatively sure - no, she was definitely sure her eyes weren't smoking before, either. That's some spooky stuff. Sounds mysterious. Sounds like something that needs answers. Sounds like she, as of now, would be her new best bud.

"Ooh, pretty name. I'm Zeal!" She grins, sitting down next to the girl. "Yeah, I'm not from 'round here. Got some letter from the guy to meet up. What're you doin' here? And what's up with the coat? That's really cool!"
 
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A few began to stand out. The one sat outside Presidium’s office. Another, across the street, practically right below her vantage point. And another, who didn’t seem impressive whatsoever on the surface, yet clearly knew where she was and who she was here to see. She watched, as the unimpressive one - Zeal? Ze-a-ru? from what she could make out, spoke to the one sat on the ground.

The other girl’s - Ce-re-su-te? I’m still not used to foreigner names. - coat began to glow green, as both her name and title shifted - she was now Marvelous, The Whisper in My Soul. Before, her title had simply been Heart in Twain.

Now intrigued, Haru decided it might be time to investigate. She stood from on the ledge of the skyscraper, hands in her pockets, before simply leaning forward and falling, body perpendicular to and facing the ground, remaining relaxed the whole way.

About 20 metres before she hit the ground, she brought her knees to her chest before slamming her feet into the wall of the high-rise, sinking them deeply into the concrete, immediately slowing her descent even as she felt her legs break and then mend themselves, bringing her to a stop next to the third one she’d noticed, her face a metre from the ground, essentially stood on the wall.
 
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Marvelous' eyes darted down over her coat, before flicking them back towards Zeal as she sat next to her.

"Heh, this coat is just a regular old trenchcoat. Bought it from a thrift store like three years back of something. Unless some fogey in that shop was pawning me off a magic coat, it's just normal leather."

Marvelous kicked the ground absently with her boot as Celeste pondered what Zeal told her. A letter to see Presidium was exactly what she got.

'This reeks of either a set up or a trap.'

Celeste slowly felt herself calm down as she sat next to Zeal, and felt herself get control over her body once again. The smoke and glow from her eyes faded as the coat returned to the black it previously was. Celeste reached into her pocket, shakily clasping the letter as she pulled it out to show Zeal.

"Yeah, I've got a, uh, letter too. Oh, I should, ah, introduce myself I suppose. I'm Celeste, Celeste Barkworth. Marvelous, the girl you met, well, she's my, ah, other half, I suppose."

As she was about to offer her hand for Zeal to shake, Celeste felt something falling fast. Standing quickly, she stood slightly over Zeal as she eyed the girl diving off the skyscraper and... landing over the boy across the road? That certainly required talent. Eyeing the girl warily, she turned to Zeal, fingers shaking as she stuffed the letter back into a pocket.

"Uh, a friend of yours?"
 

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She raised an eyebrow at the mention of a pawn shop. Coats don't glow like that. Doesn't take a genius to know that. She was getting ready to mention that fact when a blur high up captured her attention. Holy **** did she just jump!? Her body tensed, getting ready to spring into action to save the girl's life, but there was no way she could move fast enough. Zeal grimaced in anticipation, but nothing came of it other than the girl... standing in the wall? With her legs contorting and reforming back into vaguely humanoid forms as she skidded down the side? What the absolute ****?

She didn't answer the girl's - Celeste's - question for a moment as she stared, her previous train of thought completely off of its rails. How is that possible? Who is she???? Ooh, did she get a letter too?

"Uh, no. You're seeing this too, right? I'm not going crazy?"
 
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"Well, shucks." Chuck said to himself as he turned the street corner. He was dressed in typical Chuck-wear and carrying a briefcase with his hero gear and essentials. "I figured Windermere'd be some kinda huge city or somethin'. But, hell, I do say I feel right at home here."
He woofed down a burger and licked his fingers.
"And God damn! These fellas know how to cook!"

Chuck had just arrived in town that morning by plane. He had initially tried to run the entire distance as soon as he got the letter, but realized pretty quickly that Windermere wasn't exactly a hop, skip, and a jump from Appalachia. But Chuck figured if he had time he could have made the trip by foot - who knows what kind of cool scenery he'd be able to see that way?
"Let's see...yeeeep, this should be it. Now, is there a secret entrance somewhere, or...no? Just a regular office? Wow, real creative."
Chuck looked over and noticed the two ladies talking. He smiled and tipped his hat.
"Well, howdy, missuses. I'm looking for the office of one Mr. Presidium. This here the place?"
 

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Her gaze flits over to the man, and nods. It really was starting to be power central here. How exciting!! :D She spares one last look at the strange, fallen girl before focusing on the newcomer. She'd be fiiiiiine.

"Sure is! You got a letter, too?"
 

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"Yes'm, I do. Though I can't say I knew other folks got one."
Chuck looked over at Haru, looked back at Zeal, then did a double take.
"Wait a damn minute! She's just standing on the wall over there! That's crazy! Wish I could do that."
 

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"Crazy girl jumped. Nearly thought she was gonna die. But I mean... she seems fine. All's well that ends well, I guess."
 

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"Man, taking the bus kinda sucks," Zander thought. After sneaking out of the villa his family was renting in the middle of the night, he had been navigating his way to Windermere on his own. Public transportation was a new thing to him, and he'd never had to actually plan out his route instead of going with what had been planned for him weeks in advance. That being said, being out on his own was exhilarating. Sitting next to a rather sweaty man wasn't exactly the highlight of the trip, but it was a totally new experience. If this was the price to pay to be able to do what he wanted, he'd take it.

Nevermind the past he was leaving behind. Screw his overbearing mother and his carefully orchestrated life, and his future and the legacy of his family and country, all the responsibility that was weighing on him to bring those around him to prosperity and-

Zander stopped himself before he could go any further down that train of thought. The past couple days had involved a lot of back and forth between excitement and guilt, but this was the path he chose for himself. Who knows, maybe meeting with Presidium would help him become an even better representative for his country than he would have been before. At the very least, being around regular people, seeing what normal life was like, that's something that he had been wanting to do for a while.

He pulled the hat he was wearing down a bit more, glancing around to make sure no one was staring at him. Being the poster boy for Slovene meant that someone recognizing him was a total possibility, but hopefully the grey beanie and long dark coat he had bought were helping him keep a lower profile. His family's vacation to Edmonton was public news to the folks back home, but out here in the west, most people could care less about a foreign country's internal politics.

The bus reached its next stop, and as Zander got of he bid a silent farewell to the sweaty dude he'd been sitting next to for the past half hour. If he remembered correctly, Presidium's office should be just around the corner from the bus stop. As he followed the curving sidewalk, he heard several bystanders shriek and point up at the sky. He glanced up and saw a girl falling - did she jump? - and froze. Time seemed to slow around him as he processed the situation, until the jarring sound of shattering concrete snapped him out of his stupor. Somehow, by the means of some power she had, the girl had stopped her fall by slamming her legs into the building.

Wide-eyed, he approached the girl, not really sure what to say or even do.
 

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Kara had been waiting and watching from a bench across the street since 11:00 am. It’s not like she had anything better to do, so she spent the time trying to maintain her phasing. To any outsider, the bench looked empty, which was a success in any measure. She sat quietly and shockingly still for the good part of the next three hours, meditating and occasionally stopping to float aimlessly for a couple minutes before settling back down. The neighborhood was quiet for an early afternoon with little activity to speak of. She could sense another person on the building to her right, but their overall lack of movement prevented them from being a threat at the present moment. She had a feeling that the other person knew she was there as well, so it was a sort of peaceful truce between the two of them.

It was 34 seconds past 1:47 pm when Kara sensed movement from down the street. She gazed dryly in that direction, mildly curious about who it was and what their business was over in this part of town. It was another girl, around her age, with a strange aura about her. Kara narrowed her eyes in curiosity as the girl walked over toward Presidium’s office, where the stranger appeared to wait for something. Soon, another girl came bounding over and began to converse with the first one. Something about the second girl’s appearance and mannerisms was vaguely familiar to Kara. The slight recognition didn’t sit well with her and curled a sense of distrust and apprehension in her gut. She couldn’t quite place what was off about the second girl, but it stirred a strange memory from a long time ago.

The figure from the top of the building then shifted, drawing Kara’s attention away from the two girls. The figure slammed into the wall on the side of the building, yet she showed no sense of pain with the harsh landing. Kara quirked her eyebrow, knowing that this person was likely the most powerful one of the girls so far. Two more boys arrived, one with a thick accent and the other with a hat on and a wary look on his face. All of these people were carrying letters, the identical to the one that was tucked away in Kara’s jacket. She sighed slightly, finally letting out an audible noise, and let herself phase back into existence. She still sat quietly on the bench away from the commotion, however, wanting to observe the rest of the action first.
 
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Celeste was at a loss for words. Not only with the girl that had somehow not broken her body into mush with diving off a skyscraper -must be some energy mitigation - then the boy with a thick twang in his voice and that one across the road with the ugly hat. That's not even mentioning that weird girl who just appeared on that bench. It was too much, way too much weird and overwhelming stuff was happening too fast for Celeste to handle, and as such it was up to Marvelous to step up. As her coat began to glow the eerie green once more, and as the telltale smoke and glow came out of her eyes, she reached up to tighten her bandana as her posture shifted to a more comfortable, almost cocky standing.

"Well, as I'm seeing it, looks like Presidium wasn't exactly planning for some one-on-one appointments. There's way too many of us for it to be a coincidence."

Turning to the other boy who had approached Zeal while Celeste was in her internal meltdown, Marvelous let her easy smirk fall on her face as she walked up behind him and put her gloved hand on his shoulder.

"As exciting as diving off buildings may be, I'm sure you aren't exactly helpless yourself. Presidium, for whatever reason, got at least some of us here with a letter, and it wouldn't be **** odds they all got one too. So, what's your schtick, hat boy?"

Marvelous' smoky eyes danced as she glanced around the area, ensuring that no more new additions had arrived while she'd had her back turned. With how today had gone, Marvelous half-expected some celebrity to turn the corner, letter in hand.
 

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The problem with Silen's power was that he was constantly faced with moral dilemmas. Obviously you shouldn't eavesdrop, but when it's so easy to do so, temptation's grasp begins to tighten. This was the debate going on in Silen's head; the two girls standing in front of Presidium's office were obviously related to whatever was going on here, especially since the first one just showed a letter very similar to his. Maybe just a tiny listen would be fine? Yeah, what's the worst that could what the hell someone just fell from the sky.

Silen barely had time to register what was happening before he instinctively jumped to the side. He had to delete some curse words that inadvertently came out before he could take a look at the scene in front of him. A different girl was planted to the side of the building he was leaned on seconds ago. He wondered if this was typical on this part of the country, but looking at the expression of this fellow who just showed up apparently he wasn't the only one caught by surprise. "Uh... are you okay?" It was a dumb question, and Silen knew it. She was obviously completely fine, even if there was no way a normal human being could have made such an extravagant landing. Heck, he could even think of a couple of heroes with regenerative and endurance powers that would take some time recovering from it. But in the end, that was the kind of world he lived in.

As he regained his composure and wondered who was going to pay for the massive gash in the wall, he noticed even more people had arrived at the scene. All around his age, and presumably all with different powers, if this skydiving girl was any example. Presidium must have know this would happen, so what was his goal?
 

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Jiyu yawned as she strolled along the streets of Windermere, closely following the map on her phone. Her loose white shirt, which was tucked into a pair of high-waisted jean shorts, billowed in the summer breeze. As soon as the sun broke free from a wall of clouds, she reached into her tote bag to don her white baseball cap, her hand brushing against the letter from Presidium that reminded her why she was here.

After stepping off the plane, Jiyu had immediately crashed for a few hours in the flat that MGC had rented for her. She still felt like it was time to fall asleep even though the sun was high in the sky. Jetlag wasn't anything new to Jiyu, but it was always the worst part of any tour.

Windermere was definitely no Seoul - the architecture was less daring, fewer people milled about, and absolutely no one recognized her on the street. To the locals, she was just another Asian tourist, and that gave her a sense of peace. No need for excessive smiles or stopping what she was doing to take selfies with fans. Of course, this wouldn't last long the moment she got her mission, but she would enjoy the relaxation while it lasted.

Her mind wandered off to the letter that marked her first assignment. It was incredibly businesslike, stating that she would be working for Presidium, building up her skills and carrying out missions with a multinational team. Jiyu wasn't sure that she was the best person to represent Korea on this team, but if it was what the guy wanted, then so be it.

Finally, as her phone stated that she had arrived, Jiyu looked up. The flat was unimpressive, just like the rest of the architecture. What was interesting, however, was the variety of people who were gathered around. There was a girl with glowing green eyes and a coat that glowed the same color, a tall blonde male with a funky hat, an Indian girl who dressed like a park ranger, a farm boy, a nervous-looking guy with white-blonde hair, a silent girl on a bench, and... some pink-haired chick planted on a wall? If that girl and the glowing girl meant anything, she was definitely with the right crowd.

Jiyu stepped toward the glowing girl, who looked like she had a little more of a grasp of what was going on than the others. "Hey!" she greeted, taking out her letter and showing it to the group gathered. "Are you guys also here for Presidium's assignment?"
 

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Celeste, or rather Marvelous, should not have said anything.

The voice was instantly recognizable, maybe not to everyone but to a Nova like her, the sound resonated through her whole body. Despite her fear of the situation, Celeste couldn't let this opportunity slip her by. At least, that was her plan. Marvelous was still necessary for the whole situation and so resisted the change. Outwardly, none of this was present besides a gout of smoke shooting out her eyes and her grip on the cowboy slipping as she took a step back to center herself. Oh, and the nosebleed. That too.

Internally, the dialogue alternated between Celeste squealing like a baby pig, and Marvelous squealing like a baby pig but with a more confident tone. Externally, Marvelous let her fingers dance along her coat, as the blood on her face hovered in front of her face and slowly shifted to the logo of Impulse before she quickly slapped it to the floor.

"Well, I can't speak for anybody else here, but I just got a letter to meet here, said nothing about no assignment. Ah, where are my manners, name's Marvelous. You'll meet the other one soon enough, but she's a, big fan. Just a heads up. This is Zeal, and I don't know the name of Hat Kid here, or those folk over the road."

The glow of her coat pulsed to an unheard tune as she fished out her watch. 1:50. Still ten minutes to go, and worse, ten minutes to restrain Celeste from keeling over, whether from the stress of the situation or fangirling over who she identified as Jiyu ****ing Kim who apparently was called to whatever shindig Presidium had planned. Marvelous let off a small sigh under her breath. Truly, her work was never done.
 
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