Posted 13 August 2015 - 04:00 PM
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Posted 13 August 2015 - 05:56 PM
Alfonso Bronson | Just off of Titan Tower
He was lazily floating his way across the sparkling waters that surrounded the island. A splash of salt water shook him awake, guiding his gaze to the tall metal structure that was shaped like a 'T'. He sighed, landing on the island's shore. His personal property had been moved in ahead of time, so he at least didn't have to worry about carrying a big case of luggage up the stairs. "Is something bothering you, Alfonso?" asked the female voice in his head. He sighed, dragging his feet slowly up the rocky shore. "No. It's just--well, I'm really tired." Altiana scoffed, ushering her host forward. "You've slept for fourteen hours. Get your tushy into that tower. They were kind enough to invite you, after all."
"Yeah, I guess. But there's like, a hundred floors, and--"
"There are thirty floors, and you will march to that elevator, and up to the top mister. And hurry. You don't want to be late."
With an exasperated sigh, Alfonso made his way into the bottom floor of the Titan Tower, eyeing it up and down. "It's quiet," he said with a softer voice now. "Just how I like it." Alfonso found his way to the elevator, and selected the highest floor available to him. "Thirtieth floor, incoming," he whispered aloud to no one.
"So, what do you think they'll be like?"
"The other Titans," Altiana said excitedly.
Alfonso shrugged. "I mean, if they were picked to be Titans, they must be pretty cool people, right? Who knows?" The elevator was quick to arrive on the thirtieth floor, and stepped out onto the Central Complex. Apparently, he wasn't the first one here. Hopefully he wasn't the last. With a yawn, he floated silently behind two others. One of them was clad in black, a rather bold purple marking on his chest. Judging by his height and age, it was unlikely he was a Titan. The other one was much younger, a tad bit pale, and slightly shorter. Altiana attempted to get Alfonso to meet the two before him, but he forcefully resisted. Instead, his eyes fell upon a very comfortable sofa, stretched wide in blue suede. "I think I'll just have a seat instead."
Silently he floated over and stretched out, immediately making himself at home. "Don't you think you're being rude!?" Altiana said in his head, almost screaming. Alfonso sighed again, standing to his feet right away. "Calm down mom, I'm going."
". . . did you just call me mom?"
Alfonso approached the two gentlemen politely, trying not to interrupt their conversation.
"They're talking," he said in his head.
Altiana, however, wasn't going to allow Alfonso to shy out of this one. In his stead, Altiana cleared her throat. Alfonso, who was not prepared for this, widened his eyes in disbelief. He immediately put a palm to his face, embarrassed, but laughing as he did so.
"Sorry about that," he said for the interruption. "That was uh. . . that was my other half, trying to get you to notice me." Alfonso stuck out a hand to whoever would receive it. "I'm Alfonso, but I go by Comet, if you don't mind." And, of course, because Alfonso failed to introduce her, Altiana would speak aloud now, instead of in Alfonso's head. "Please excuse Alfonso, gentlemen. He's quite the lazy one, that I so happen to have selected. This voice of mine you'll be hearing very little from. But my name is Altiana, and I am your resident alien species." Her voice emitted out of Alfonso without him moving his lips, causing Alfonso to look around anxiously. When she was finished, he returned his eyes to the two before him.
"Yeah. That's my other half."
Posted 13 August 2015 - 07:55 PM
Posted 13 August 2015 - 08:14 PM
Kiara nervously fiddled with the pendant that hung from her neck. She was standing at the base of Titans' Tower, completely overwhelmed by the structure's enormity and grandeur. "I've finally made it." She said aloud, still not quite believing the words. She had worked so hard to make it this far. Fought tooth and nail to just stay alive long enough to get here, and now she was paralyzed at the thought of walking through that door and into the rest of her life. It was just too momentous. Too surreal.
"You were meant for great things..." The voice echoed in her mind, sending a chill down Kiara's spine. That had been what Matron Supreme had said to her the night she was inducted into the Night Sisters as a full member. The memory of it made her want to vomit. So many horrible things. Unspeakable things. But the thought of those past atrocities steeled the young heroine's nerves. They were the reason she was here now. To make up for everything she did, and most of all to prove to Supreme that she was indeed meant for great things, just not the things that old witch had planned.
Stepping through the doors to Titans' Tower, she rode the elevator all the way to the top. Whilst in the elevator she shrugged on her combat vest that she had draped over her shoulder. All of her other personal affects had been brought here already, but she had made sure to hold on to the vest. Just in case she had needed it before move-in day. Fortunately, she hadn't, but it was still a comfort to her now. It reminded her of the strong person that she had become and not of the anxious little girl that was pining for attention inside.
Walking into what would no doubt be the Towers' hub of activity, she noticed three individuals were already in the room. Focusing her mind, she tried to feel out the personalities of the others. Due to the their close proximity towards one another, Kiara had a difficult time distinguishing what she was getting from her reading, but she felt a number of emotions emanating from the three. Exasperation. Excitement. Anticipation. And...lust(?). No...that couldn't be right. She must have misinterpreted the psychic messages she was receiving.
Of course, after glancing at the man that appeared to be the oldest, almost definitely their adviser, she began to think that maybe she had been right. The black jumpsuit he wore left little to the imagination and Kiara had no problem understanding the attraction to him. "That is one pretty man..." She said, not meaning for it actually to come out loud. Upon her outburst, she no doubt drew the attention of the three men.
"That's what everyone keeps telling me." Sibyl joked lightly, taking notice of the newest recruit.
"Err...I mean," She stammered slightly, embarrassed by her statement. "My name's Kiara. Teen Titan!" She proclaimed, allowing a twinge of pride to enter her voice. And why shouldn't she be prideful? She was a Titan, after all.
Posted 13 August 2015 - 09:08 PM
"So this is Titans' Tower huh...sheesh this place is definitely going to need an upgrade asap."
The boy with bright orange hair had finally arrived at his final destination. He pushed his glasses to get a better view of the place, as he grew a faint smile. This was the place he had been waiting to get into his whole life. Colleges and prestigious companies didn't come close to getting him this excited. From this place, this tower, he would finally be able to make a difference in this world. He was surprised that the Justice League was interested in his capabilities, he thought their were all sorts of people just like him in the league, but probably not at the teen age.
His personal luggage had already been moved in, but he still carried a briefcase that was a shining silver. Along the side of it, a purple light could be seen where a black bar traced the edges. Inside was his precious laptop, he couldn't afford to have it be smashed during the move in. With a deep breath, Blake stepped into Titans' Tower's automatic doors. Inside was a long, empty hallway that lead to an elevator. He walked up to the doors of the elevator and breathed in deeply...again, this time pressing the up button.
"Now if I were going to hold a meeting in Titans' Tower...I'd probably do it....on the top floor!" Blake pressed the top floor and rode the elevator. When the doors opened, he was greeted by a multitude of people that had already arrived. Perhaps he arrived a bit late to the party. Blake scanned the room with his left eye. Scans came back indicating that none of them were normal humans. Great...he was the only one with no natural powers besides his higher intelligence. At least he had that going for him. From the looks of it, everyone in the room save for the brown haired boy were all gawking at the eldest in their midst. Blake scoffed. "Hmph...He's not even that good looking."1*
With eyes on him now, Blake cleared his throat.
"Hello fellow Titans, my name is Blake Bradsborn." He ran his fingers through his hair all the way to the back. "CEO of Interstellar Incorporated, and your new teammate. You're all lucky to have me aboard!"
Posted 14 August 2015 - 12:58 AM
Not even a full minute had passed since Kiara had made her entrance when the second to last member of their team made his entrance. "Hmph...He's not even that good looking." She had heard him scoff, causing her to mentally roll her eyes. 'He's totally lying to himself. He's a total DILF!' Kiara thought. She started slightly, fearing that she had let her thoughts slip aloud again, but fortunately they were well contained within her head.
"Hello fellow Titans, my name is Blake Bradsborn.CEO of Interstellar Incorporated, and your new teammate. You're all lucky to have me aboard!" Kiara could feel the arrogance oozing off of this guy, and something told her that it wasn't because she was a telepath. Still, she couldn't help but be impressed. CEO? He couldn't have been older than herself and already he was running a company? It was impressive.
"Yes...well, it's good to meet you. You're a bit young for a CEO, aren't you?" Kiara said, extending her hand in welcome. She briefly tried to extend her mind outward, trying to read the newest arrival. With so many new personalities around, it was difficult to get much of a read off of him, but she could tell he was smart. Really smart. And she had also been right about the arrogant part. All in all, he seemed good-natured though, even if a bit immature. "So, anyway, I'm Kiara. And this is..." She stopped, realizing she didn't actually know any of the others by name. Figuring she should could try to impress them all with her telepathy, she attempted to sift through their thoughts and to find a name.
Starting with the pale one, the one with feathers on his shoulders, upon touching his mind she immediately felt out of place. For lack of a better word, his mind was...vast. So much bigger than anyone else she had ever encountered. Hastily snatching at random thoughts, she chanced upon the name Cygnus and quickly retreated. The strangeness of his mind was starting to make her nauseous. "...Cygnus...and..."
Switching to the darker skinned guy, if she had thought Cygnus' mind was strange, then this was an all new level. This guy had two consciousnesses? No, surely she was just making a mistake. Right? No, wrong. There were distinctly two streams of thought in the man's head. She immediately retreated, overwhelmed by the experience, she dropped to her knee. "Shit, what was that?" She wondered aloud, clapping a hand over her mouth as she cursed. "Oh sorry, I didn't mean to curse. It's just that when I entered your mind I..." Kiara stopped herself, realizing she had just made a mistake. Some people didn't take kindly to her telepathic prying, but she just couldn't help herself.
"That's Comet and I'm your senior adviser, Sybil." Sybil interrupted Kiara, seeing the mess things were turning into, and finished the introductions. Helping Kiara back to her feet, he murmured something so that only she could here. "I think that's probably enough telepathy for right now. Let's save that for later, shall we?" Kiara blushed at the modest reprimand, but nodded in agreement. She should have known better.
"Um, so anyway, are we waiting on anyone else?" Kiara hoped that they were, she didn't want to be the only girl on the team.
Posted 14 August 2015 - 03:13 AM
Posted 14 August 2015 - 03:20 AM
Posted 14 August 2015 - 03:36 AM
"Yes...well, it's good to meet you. You're a bit young for a CEO, aren't you? The girl extended a hand in a friendly gesture, that to Blake, hadn't been friendly in quite some time. In his past couple of years running Interstellar Inc., all the hands he shook were merely the starting of business. But this gesture towards new friendship made Blake smile. He gladly shook it, with a gleam on his face. Something else was on his mind, he could feel it, but it was nothing of importance to him.
The phrase 'too young' often came up when people talked about Blake being the owner and operator of his own company. Of course it wasn't expected for people to be as intelligent as him, but he had to help the simpletons figure that out for themselves. "Not when you're as smart as me, miss...?"
"So, anyway, I'm Kiara. And this is..." Ah, he was now going to be introduced to the whole crew! But why was she so hesitant? "...Cygnus...and..." her eyes had wandered towards the more...how would he say, flamboyant character in the room. "s***, what was that?" The exclamation startled Blake. "Oh sorry, I didn't mean to curse. It's just that when I entered your mind I..." What did she just say? Great...a mind reader. Blake had seen many fakes in his days, but he was guessing this girl was the real deal. He felt disgusted at the fact that someone could invade privacy so easily, even if it may just have been a name. The warm feeling he had received from their prior hand shake had turned slightly sour.
The older, not so attractive as everyone was saying, gentlemen spoke up to save face. "That's Comet and I'm your senior adviser, Sybil." Comet must've been that dark haired boy. Now he was acquainted with most of the crew, well he had their names at least.
"Heh...you sure do put the senior in senior advisor huh?" He had to get these shots in while he was still here. Blake was going to be top dog in this tower...hopefully. He then heard the opening sounds of the elevator. This must've been their last member, and they were fashionably late.
“Hello, all! I know how much you Americans love your snacks, so I brought doughnuts!”” The tone sounded cheerful, but when Blake turned around to look at who this new arrival was, he was greeted with a box of donuts to the chest. He was able to dodge a spurt of jelly that had almost glazed his newest suit. “Help yourself.” What a lousy first impression that was. It was surely a nice gesture, but Blake wasn't big on sweets. He sat the box down on the nearest table, opened wide. "I'm Roxie, but you can call me Havoc when we're kicking ass and what not."
Blake readjusted his glasses. "How about we just call you obnoxious instead?" He could tell already that this newest member was going to be an issue on his path to team leaderdome.
Posted 14 August 2015 - 03:13 PM
Kiara had messed up, and she'd messed up big time. Her plan at impressing everyone had quickly gone bad, it appeared that they were none too happy to be in the midst of someone that could enter their thoughts. "Idiot." She mentally berated herself. She should have known not to do that. People didn't like having their privacy infringed upon, especially when it was supposed to be their safest refuge: their mind. She could feel the heat rising in her face, noticing the glances that Cygnus and Blake were shooting her way. Sooner or later, she was going to have to apologize to everyone. "Great, I've been here ten minutes and I've already managed to piss everyone off."
Fortunately, the final member of their team had provided her with a perfect distraction. For now, at least, she would be able to avoid the awkward situation. “So I brought doughnuts! Help yourself.” She proclaimed, handing the box of donuts to Blake who in turn deposited the box on a nearby counter top. Wanting to move away from the group, hoping that they'd let the current issue drop, she started to move towards the donuts. Picking out one with chocolate icing, Kiara immediately started to stuff her face.
"Has anyone told you that your real easy one the eyes yet?"
"Oh hesh ben told." Kiara said inarticulately, spraying a few crumbs as she did. It was then that the blond girl turned to Kiara.
"Well aren't you fit..." She said, giving Kiara an approving looking and a smile. The compliment nearly made Kiara choke on the pastry, but she roughly swallowed, tears springing to her eyes.
"Oh...er, thank you." She coughed out, figuring that she'd had now had her fill of donuts for the morning.
"Oh, and I suppose it would be nice for me to introduce myself, right? I'm Roxie, but you can call me Havoc when we're kicking ass and what not."
"How about we just call you obnoxious instead?"
"Woah, woah come on Blake, there's no need for that." Kiara immediately jumped into the conversations, hoping to head off any arguments. Of course, it was difficult to do such a thing with any conviction when there was still chocolate icing smeared on her face. "Sorry about them." Kiara said, now directly addressing Roxie as she gestured towards Cygnus and Blake. "I believe I upset them earlier, I think their feathers are just a little ruffled is all." She tried to explain, hoping that Roxie wouldn't take offense to Cygnus' and Blake's less than welcoming introductions.
"I'm Kiara, by the way. Otherwise known as the illustrious Arcana!" She joked, throwing one of the long tassels over her shoulder as she struck a dramatic pose before letting out an infectious laugh. "I like the sticker on your bat." Kiara remarked, noticing the big 'KISS ME' emblazoned on it. "Something tells me that it's very appropriate."
Posted 14 August 2015 - 11:18 PM
He was quiet, but admittedly excited to meet the rest of the Titans, as they appeared one by one. He was introduced next to Cygnus, the only other Titan in the room. He shook Cygnus' hand with a firm grip, which may surprise those who knew just how much of a sloth Alfonso was. And, in an effort to keep Altiana from making a further fuss, Alfonso was sure to give an equally hearty handshake to Sybil. But before Alfonso could delve further into conversation with his new colleagues, the doors of the Titan elevator opened once again.
The next one to follow him inside was a female Titan, by the name of Kiara. She had white hair, much like Cygnus'. With a slender frame and athletic build, she was somewhat intimidating and strong looking, in Alfonso's eyes. This however, was immediately disregarded as she accidentally spouted some rather smooth remarks regarding Sybil's physique. And of course, the Justice Leaguer accepted it graciously, as Kiara introduced herself.
"My name's Kiara. Teen Titan!"
Well, that was a prideful reply. But this was normal, and more than welcome. Anyone who was selected to be a Teen Titan should certainly be proud. This was a great honor, and--
"Hello fellow Titans, my name is Blake Bradsborn. CEO of Interstellar Incorporated, and your new teammate. You're all lucky to have me aboard!"
Now Alfonso wasn't sure if that was pride, or arrogance, but judging by the confident appearance and bold entrance, this new Blake gentleman was the one Alfonso assumed would be leading the Titans. His bravado was great, his approach was strong, and judging by the fact that he was the CEO of his own company at this age, Blake was a guy that Alfonso could admire. Even if he did have a rather large ego. But would he be elected the leader of the Titans? Would there even be an election? Did this mean Alfonso had to come up with a campaign? A slogan? He wasn't prepared for this! He--!
"Hmm, what!?" he shook his head of his clouded, distracted thoughts.
"There's one more."
The final Titan joined the room, shoving a box of doughnuts into the arms of Blake. But Alfonso couldn't understand a word she was saying. He was totally absorbed in her beauty. His eyes widened, his body relaxed, and his pants tightened. Even though his mind had been previously invaded, he seemed to distracted to even be concerned at what Kiara may have learned about himself and Altiana.
"Alfonso?" Altiana inquired. "Alfonso. Alfie!"
But the boy was dazed. He was practically frozen at the appearance of the final Teen Titan. And the sticker on the bat she carried made her that much more intriguing.
"Alfonso? What's happening with your body? Why are your muscles tightening? Your blood flow is going directly--what is that? Is that the human reproduction organ? Do you intend to mate with this girl? ALFONSO!" Altiana fussed in his inner thoughts.
Alfonso shook his head again, finally paying attention. This last one. She introduced herself as Roxie. Foxie Roxie.
"I'm Roxie, but you can call me Havoc when we're kicking ass and what not."
That's when he finally was sure he was stuck like Chuck in the muck. If there was one thing Alfonso was crazy about, it was a blonde female. But a blonde with a British accent? That was icing on the cake. He was immediately flushed with red, turning to face the window and stare out into the distance, in an attempt to calm himself down. Screaming to Altiana for help.
"What is wrong with you, Alfonso!? If you like this girl, you should introduce yourself now of all times!"
"We haven't even met! Are you kidding me!?"
"Oh, now you're just being preposterous. You're going to be working together! You're going to see her every day! You can't avoid her forever!"
"You underestimate my power," Alfonso said confidently in his head.
Posted 15 August 2015 - 03:14 AM
GM Post: Titans' Tower
"Sorry about them," Kiara said to Roxie, gesturing towards Cygnus and Blake. "I believe I upset them earlier, I think their feathers are just a little ruffled, is all."
As the girls continued to exchange pleasantries, Cygnus scowled and crossed his arms dismissively, unaware of the swan feathers bristling on his shoulders. Ruffled feathers, him?! He'd forgotten just how exasperating adolescents could be—the sooner this social interaction was over, the better. Sensing danger, Sybil chose that moment to act, interrupting the two girls' conversation with a rather contrived cough.
"Well then," he said, "now that you've all introduced yourselves, why don't we proceed to the next point on our agenda? I imagine you must be eager to see your new rooms and make sure that all of your belongings are in order..."
"I'm practically dying of excitement," Cygnus said flatly, but his sarcasm seemed lost on the rest of his teammates, who simply smiled and nodded enthusiastically.
"It's quite simple, really," Sybil continued, indicating the hallways on either side of the Central Complex. "You boys are on the left," he said, addressing Blake, Alfonso, and Cygnus. "You should be able to recognize which rooms are yours easily enough."
"As for you ladies," he added, turning towards Roxie and Kiara, "your rooms are to the right. I trust you won't have any trouble finding them, either. And of course, if the current decorations are not to your taste, feel free to rearrange them as you see fit."
"Ah yes," he said, with a faint smile, "I almost forgot..."
He turned towards a nearby table and began to enter a complicated string of codes into a medium-sized cybernetic safebox that lay on the surface. As the Titans crowded around, the safebox swung open noiselessly on its hinges, revealing a jumble of circular yellow devices stacked upon a massive instruction manual.
"These," Sybil said, taking the devices and handing one to each of the Titans, "are your Titan Communicators. They have a variety of useful functions, ranging ranging from real-time satellite tracking, secure communication frequencies, video and audio recording, and infrared scanning capabilities, among others."
Kiara looked rather excited to have a received a Titan Communicator, but she appeared to be the only one—Blake and Cygnus' expressions were decidedly bored, Alfonso simply yawned and eyed the couch enviously, while Roxie looked like she was still struggling to process the meaning of infrared scanning capabilities.
"There are three extra Titan Communicators inside the box," Sybil continued, "in case you happen to lose or damage yours. Be warned, however: if they fall into the wrong hands, these devices could potentially cripple the security of Titans Tower. I trust that each and every one of you will take care to make sure that never happens. And speaking of which..."
He indicated the massive tome that remained inside the safebox.
"The instructions for the Tower's security system are detailed within that manual. It's fairly tedious, but it should come in handy, if any of you are looking for some light bedtime reading. For the time being, however, I've set the system to operate on standard security settings."
"Splendid," Cygnus said, in a decidedly un-splendid tone of voice, slipping his Titan Communicator into his pocket. "Anything else?"
"Just one last thing," Sybil replied. "You're free to socialize as you please, of course, but..."
For the first time since the team had met him, his expression grew deathly serious and for a moment, he seemed to tower over the group ominously.
"You're here to fight crime, not to make a romantic connection with your teammates! Is that clear?"
At this last unexpected comment, Cygnus threw back his head and laughed, unable to keep his composure. The idea of pursuing an intimate relationship with one of these brats? Now that was funny!
"Don't worry, Sybil," he replied, wiping a tear from one eye, his good humor practically restored. "You'll never catch any of these kids in my bed, I promise. In fact, while we're at it..."
He smiled at his teammates, although the warmth of it did not reach his dark blue eyes.
"Don't bother coming in my room at all, actually."
And without another word, the French boy turned on his heel and strode away towards the residential hallway on the left. Within a few moments, he had turned the corner and disappeared from sight.
Posted 15 August 2015 - 09:55 AM
Kiara marveled at the yellow device in her hand. Her very own Titans' Communicator. If it hadn't been official before, it was now. She was a Teen Titan. She held back a squeal of excitement, thinking she had made a fool of herself enough for the day. Trying to appear at least somewhat collected, Kiara tucked the communicator into one of her pockets and returned her attention to Sybil, whom was still giving instruction.
"The instructions for the Tower's security system are detailed within that manual. It's fairly tedious, but it should come in handy, if any of you are looking for some light bedtime reading. For the time being, however, I've set the system to operate on standard security settings."
Kiara groaned inwardly. She really hoped one of the others would read the manual and fill her in. She wasn't much one for reading, especially when there were so many other important things she could be doing. Of course, the book might make for a good sleeping aid. Just looking at it she was beginning to feel drowsy. She dutifully paid attention to Sibyl's closing remarks on how there was to be no inter-team relationships. Kiara nodded along. She wasn't here to find a romantic partner. She was here to do good. Dating would only be a distraction.
Her thoughts were interrupted by a boisterous laugh from Cygnus, but it wasn't a laugh that made her want to join along. It seemed more mean-spirited than anything else. "Don't worry, Sybil. You'll never catch any of these kids in my bed, I promise. In fact, while we're at it. Don't bother coming in my room at all." Cygnus declared, giving each of his fellow Titans a pointed stare and patronizing smile before heading for his quarters.
"Did he not get the memo that we are all on the same team or...?" Kiara wondered aloud. However, she couldn't help but feel as if the responsibility for Cygnus' bad attitude fell partially on herself. She needed to fix the problem she had caused.
"Excuse me." She said leaving the rest of the team and following Cygnus. Fortunately she caught him before he had entered his room. "Cygnus, wait just one second." She called, trying to sound as friendly as possible. Hurrying to catch up to the Frenchman, she stopped a few feet from him. "Listen. I didn't mean to offend you by invading your privacy like that. Just got a little overexcited, I suppose. Doesn't excuse what happened though, so I apologize. It won't happen again. Please don't take it out on the rest of the team though," She waited, hoping he would accept her apology.
Posted 15 August 2015 - 02:35 PM
"Woah, woah come on Blake, there's no need for that."
"There's also no need for mind reading via telepathy, but that managed to happen anyway." Blake grumbled.
Before any arguments could take place, Sybil had decided to take the reigns of the meeting. With sarcasm from Cygnus, he proceeded to explain the Titans' Tower in detail. Where living quarters were and how they had already been moved in. Sybil also entered some code onto into a computer, which then revealed a safe from within one of the tables.
"These, are your Titan Communicators. They have a variety of useful functions, ranging ranging from real-time satellite tracking, secure communication frequencies, video and audio recording, and infrared scanning capabilities, among others." The tech was simple. He was officially a Titan...but with this group he thought of how it could ever be a tight knit team. Blake looked at the device and wondered if there was anyway to boost it's capabilities. When all the communicators were distributed to their new owners, Blake's eyes diverted to the rather large book that had been hidden underneath. "The instructions for the Tower's security system are detailed within that manual. It's fairly tedious, but it should come in handy, if any of you are looking for some light bedtime reading. For the time being, however, I've set the system to operate on standard security settings."
"Tedious huh? Looks like a bed time story my mother used to read me. I came into this place thinking I'd have to amp up security, but I guess i can see what this place is already capable of before I do that huh?" Blake took the book from within the safe, and opened to page one. The author was a Victor Stone, and he wondered who that could be. "Child's play." he proceeded to say, flicking through the pages and scanning them intimately. He was too engrossed in the manual to listen to the rest of what Sybil had to say about romance, but it was a good thing this manual wasn't a part of the team.
Blake walked towards the left hallway, not listening to anyone he might've heard on the way their. When he approached some doors, he finally took his eyes out of the manual to see which of the doors were more Blake like, but to no avail. Instead, he looked for nameplates, which were on the right side of the doors. First was Alfonso, that definitely wasn't his name. The second was Blake, so he swiped in front of the door to the left, and the door slid open. If he had wanted to lock it from the inside, he'd swipe his hand to the left, but he didn't want to completely block out his comrades just yet.
Inside his room, Blake saw his MK-7 Satellite armor across the room. The armor wouldn't activate unless the user possessed a blackest box in the same location Blake did, so he left the container open for easy access. His bed was also to the left of the room, hovering with the power of a contained magnetic field. Floating beds were fancy, but that's not the reason Blake liked them. He rested his briefcase on right night stand, and sent an encrypted code from his left eye to the briefcase. The latches opened, and inside was his personal Laptop, and a blackest box. He picked up his box, and stared at it. "Maybe I can use this as a power source for Titans' Tower...I'm sure whatever else it's running on is of lesser quality." Blake wasn't being cocky, it was probably a fact.
He then looked at the mirror that resided next to his armor. He placed his hand over the right side of his face, and gripped it. He pulled down what looked like skin, but was just a skin like polymer. In the mirror, Blake could see his giant scar running down the right side of his face and rubbed it, remembering the memories that were contained within the scar tissue. "Man that stuff itches...but they can't know of my imperfections..." Blake stepped slightly to the left to stand in front of his armor, which was more of a reflection of himself that what showed in that mirror. "With this...they'll see how great I am."
Posted 15 August 2015 - 05:01 PM
Posted 15 August 2015 - 05:47 PM
After processing what had happened, Alfonso began to sway towards the couch. He didn't have to walk all the way to his room right away, did he?
"Don't you do it," Altiana said quickly. With an internal groan, Alfonso picked up his Titan Communicator and began making his way back to his room. "Thanks Sybil," he called to the Justice League member before he disappeared into the left most quadrant of the top floor. "Think I'll start the day with an early power nap, a mid day snooze, and a late night all nighter sleeping fest," he mumbled to himself. Cygnus, Kiara, and Blake had already gone ahead to get to their own rooms. Alfonso wasted no time in locating his own room, doing his best to ignore what sounded like a very well contained argument not far off. Slipping in his room, Alfonso immediately went over to close the curtains.
"None of that," he said tossing the Titan communicator onto the bedside night stand. He hadn't packed much--a few spare changes of clothes, some spare under wear, t-shirts, and hygiene essentials--so there wasn't a lot for him to go through. But Alfonso was pleased with his room once he saw what was done with the ceiling. Upon closing the curtains and turning off the lights, his ceiling glowed feint. Stars began to pop up, across the entirety of the ceiling, as various patterns he recognized came into view. Even Altiana was impressed. This was the most notable feature of Alfonso's room. The stars. "I'll sleep good with this over me," he thought. Flicking the lights back on, Alfonso began to put away his belongings. There was a rather large closet, big enough to walk in. A long, immaculate dresser made of cherry oak wood. It was emblazoned with the same symbols on his neck and palms, along its sides. A flat screen television hung on his wall, between two ornate rock designs that protruded from the Sheetrock. His bed was a decorative and similarly thick cherry oak wood, with the same alien origin symbols carved into its head board. And though he wouldn't be opening the curtains much, there was a view of the city from here that was truly a sight to behold.
He nodded to himself, satisfied. Alfonso, flopped onto his back, and began fiddling with the communicator, flipping it over and observing the many different buttons and features that were as described by Sybil. "So, I can call for pizza with this, right?"
Altiana immediately interrupted.
"That is not what the Titan Communicator was intended for."
"But Sybil didn't say it wasn't what the Titan communicator was for."
"Oh come on, why not?"
"You have a cell phone, Alfonso. Use it."
"You're no fun, Alti."
"Alti? Is that what you're calling me now?"
"Well, you and mom call me Alfie. It's only fair if I give you guys nick names too, right?"
"You're just finding more and more ways to be lazy, aren't you?"
Alfonso shrugged, and started to laugh. "Actually, now that I think about it, yeah. Oh, I almost forgot something!" he said springing to his feet. Alfonso immediately snatched a piece of paper from his back, and began to draw on it. A small, sprite version of himself began to take shape, with intricate attention to detail. The sprite held up a rather large thumbs up, and beneath it, Alfonso captioned the picture.
" 'Always open if ya need me.' Perfect." He finished it off with a dozen or so stars, a floating image of the Altiana he could see in his head, and a big smile. This was something he had done back home, to let his parents know that his door was never locked. Taping the picture to the outside of his door, Alfonso jumped back into bed. "And now, to decide on lunch."
"That's what you're concerned about!?"
Posted 15 August 2015 - 07:16 PM
Kiara stared at the closed door, not really sure how she felt. She was glad that Cygnus had accepted her apology, but did he have to be so rude? "Oh well, I probably deserved it." She thought to herself, figuring that he was probably still a little sideways about her reading his mind. She couldn't blame him. Hopefully the attitude would die down eventually. Sighing to herself, she began to walk back down the hallway, realizing that she still had another apology to issue. "I hadn't realized that our initiation came with a slice of humble pie." She grumbled to herself, stopping in front of Blake's door.
Figuring that he had probably already locked his door, Kiara knocked and when the door opened on its own she was surprised to find Blake standing in front a mirror. Of course, she should have expected that someone as big-headed as Blake would spend his time checking himself out. "Oh...sorry. I'm not sure why that opened. Didn't mean to intrude." She started, trying to appear as apologetic as possible. "Listen, I just wanted to apologize for, you know, reading your mind back there. It won't happen again. I promise. I really don't want us starting off on the wrong foot." Blake, fortunately, seemed to be less mean-spirited than Cygnus, so she hoped that maybe she wouldn't depart from this apology feeling like she wanted to cry.
Posted 15 August 2015 - 10:34 PM
While he was admiring his armor, Blake heard the swishing open of his sliding door. "I should've locked the damn thing!" he screamed in his head.
"Oh...sorry. I'm not sure why that opened. Didn't mean to intrude." That made two times she had intruded today. Listen, I just wanted to apologize for, you know, reading your mind back there. It won't happen again. I promise. I really don't want us starting off on the wrong foot." Blake turned over his left shoulder to see Kiara standing in the doorway. His eyes grew smaller as he realized he had taken off the fake skin polymer that concealed his scar. She was in his room and she would be able to see the giant wound that would never heal. In desperation, Blake grabbed the helmet off of his suit as fast as possible and placed it over his head. He turned to look at Kiara with his mask set on the highest tint settings, so it would be impossible for Kiara to see his face.
"Listen, as long as it NEVER happens again, then their should be no problems. I bet it's your first time in a situation like this, and you got a little over excited." Blake pointed to his helmet now. "You shouldn't be able to read my thoughts through here anyway...I don't think. Maybe I should install some white noise drivers to get all the telepaths out huh?" He smiled but figured Kiara wouldn't be able to see it. He walked towards her and asked, "Hey...you didn't see anything else in there did you?"
Posted 15 August 2015 - 11:38 PM
Kiara was delighted to hear that Blake was much more forgiving of the incident than Cygnus had been. Although she wondered why he was acting so strangely. Of course, it wasn't as though she knew him very well...maybe this was normal behavior for him. "You shouldn't be able to read my thoughts through here anyway...I don't think. Maybe I should install some white noise drivers to get all the telepaths out huh?" Kiara couldn't help but giggle a little bit as Blake gestured towards his helmet.
"Actually, most materials can't block out a telepath. Maybe if you can get your hands on some Nth Metal, but yeah maybe those white noise generators would work. In my experience though, the best way to keep out telepaths is a disciplined mental protection. I can try and teach you sometime, if you like?" She left the offer open. Now that she thought about it, it would probably be a good idea to teach the other members of the team how to block a psychic attack. It might come in handy one day. She tucked that thought away for later.
"Hey...you didn't see anything else in there did you?" Blake asked, walking towards her.
"What? In your mind? No, it doesn't quite work like that. At least not for me." She began to explain. "I'm still a pretty inexperience telepath, so it takes me awhile to actually make my way into a person's stored memories. Mostly I can only access a person's most recent thoughts and sort of empath strong emotions and personality traits. Anyway, I'm gonna go check out my room. I'll talk to you later."
Waving farewell to Blake, she moved down the hall, passing the Central Complex and moving into the hall that contained the girls' dormitories. Her room was the first one, as indicated by the name plate. Opening the door, she walked into a fairly simple room. The walls were painted a mix of alternating purple and white, various arcane runes transcribed on the top and bottom of the walls, similar in design to those on her skin. Seeing them made her lips curl upward in disgust. She probably should have told whomever designed the room that her tattoos were not given to her by choice. In fact, anything magic related usually made her uneasy. She had just seen it used for too many evil things. Oh well, she would live with it.
Her bed was in the center of the room, a circular design with a deep purple bedspread and matching sheets. In one corner hung a punching bag, something that Kiara felt she would get a lot of use of. Especially if her and Cygnus continued to get along like they had been. A desk sat against one of the walls, its surface was bare except for the closed laptop that she had received from the Justice League a few months ago. No doubt if she were to open it up, it would bring up the latest article she found that somehow related to the possible whereabouts of Matron Supreme. The wall opposite of the desk boasted a huge cork board with various papers and photos stuck into it. The same board had been present in the room that the League had provided her in the months after her liberation from the Night Sisters.
Walking over to it, she smiled as she saw photos of her training with various Justice League instructors. Most of the board, however, was a complex map of where Kiara had tracked Matron Supreme's movements. The majority of them, unfortunately, had been false leads, but there were a few promising finds. Next to the giant cork board was a framed piece of paper. It was the letter she had received that had notified her that she would be joining Teen Titans North. Seeing it now filled her with the same excitement that she had felt when first reading it. Perhaps her favorite thing about the room was the spherical overhead chandelier that lit the entire room. Every few moments it would change color, casting the room in a variety of cheerful hues.
It wasn't much, but it was all hers. Every singe bit of it. A luxury she hadn't had since she was 12. It was nice to feel like she had a refuge that was completely her own. For the first time in a long time, she felt like maybe she could drop her guard. "Maybe I'm finally safe." She thought to herself, collapsing on the bed and looking up at the spectrum of colors that bathed her room.
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