This is a private role-play between ExtrmDark and myself (Vivienne). Please no posting, but feel free to read as you may :]

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Post-Apocalyptic/Future RP

The world and plot will be depicted as we go along.

The indigo sky, scarred with strips of creamy yellow clouds begins to fade away into a deep, dark shade of blue-green. Through the polluted atmosphere, the waxing crescent is visible, shedding light on the city of Seattle.

Otis Riley, clothed in his academy uniform, sits atop the space needle, scouting the city for points of interest with his binoculars.

Day was coming to a close, and night would soon settle in. Evelette Tursh, still dressed in her uniform, wonders the emptying streets below the Space Needle tower. Once a crowning jewel of this once great American city, now barely a decaying remnant of its former glory. She pauses, scuffing her shoe against the dirty road, to look up at the tower. Through the bleak light she can only vaguely make out its basic form.

She sighs, then turns to walk away. Eve stops, getting the distinct feeling she was being watched. She looks around a little, but shrugs it off and goes back to walking.

The street lights, or at least what remains of them, flicker on dimly. Otis sees a figure coming from the space needle. He looks down toward them to get a closer look but as she is walking away the lights are flickering on and off again.

"Do they know I'm up here? What if they are spying on me?"

He puts the binoculars in his pack and ties up his shoelaces. He takes one more look over the edge, backs up, and then sprints into the air towards the park like a suicidal maniac.

Evelette continues onward, totally unaware of the Otis's probably insane act. She shoves her hands into her over coat's pockets, as the evening chill was starting to get to her. Her attention turns to just walking 'home'. Well, what was left of that shabby building anyway.

"Maybe Ther will have some dinner ready. It better not be beans or bean soup again. Swear I'll hurl at just the smell of them."

Otis, to anyone who saw this act, would look like a maniac. Granted this is Seattle, one of America's highest rated cities for suicide so not many people would flinch at the sight. But Otis has the special ability to heighten or lower the density of the cells in his body by either flexing or relaxing.

He gets about halfway down the spire and then uses his form of biokinesis to make his body mass light as a feather. A bad wind catches him in an updraft and in order to regain control he adds more mass and balances it out enough to be able to steer himself back downward. The wind blew him back above the spire so he has to re-spot the person he believes to be spying on him so he hovers for a moment, spots them, and then slightly starts to make himself heavier to descend slowly, quietly behind his spy.

Evelette carries on her way, not noticing her new follower in the slightest. She hangs a left down a small side road then starts climbing the rafting of the nearby building. It was a shortcut she used frequently on her way home from school. Evelette discovered it several months prior, since she had to stay late most days at school for club. Though this time, she didn't know that the construction team was prepping to tear down that section of scaffolding by tomorrow. This made the structure much less stable in various areas.

So, on her way up, her foot slips as the plank wobbles loosely under its weight. She falls catching herself with her hands, but causes one to smash through the weak wood. Eve yanks at it with a few grunts to pull it out with no success.

"Dammit! I'm stuck!" She blurts out both out of anger and fear.

While gliding his way down Otis spots her go her detour route and decides to drop to the ground to see what is up. So he flexes to drop down like a rock and relaxes to land like a feather, just around the corner from the side road. Making sure no one else is nearby, he tails her up to the rafting.

While peeking to make sure he remains unseen, he sees her fall and then get stuck and hesitates for a moment. Seeing how if she was a spy, he could probably convince her to not kill her or whatever she is doing, he makes his way up to the area. "Hey, are you alright?"

She hears someone behind her and snaps her head back towards him with a gasp.

"Who are you?! I'm fine!" She hisses at him, trying to sound tough. Her older brother, Therius, was always scolding her for walking around alone at night. He told her countless times that it was dangerous, that someone might attack her. Of course, she always blew these off. Nothing like that would ever happen to her...so she thought. Frantically, she tries harder to yank her hand free, but it stubbornly remains stuck. Panic sets in and she is practically in tears.

"Come on stupid hand! Come on!!!"

Otis sits down a few feet away from her and just stares like ._.

"Are you suuuuuuure you don't need any help?"

Panic is replaced with frustration. She gives her trapped hand a few more tugs. Finding herself still stuck, Evelette whimpers softly. She gives up with a huff, totally at a loss of what to do. Eve slowly glances back at the young man behind her. She studies him and reluctantly decides to trust him. Evelette closes her eyes and turns her head away.

"Alright. Can you help me?"