The holo-emitter with the Avengers Charter spun around slowly and read the following for all to view:

* The Avengers have joined forces to protect and safeguard the planet of Rhy'Din, its inhabitants, property and resources, from any and all threats, terrestrial or otherwise, which are or might prove to be beyond the capacity of conventional forces to handle without severe damage, bodily harm or loss of life.

* In accordance with Rhy'Din Law, the Avengers, acting individually, or as a group, are authorized to function in all lands, territories, or protectorates of the Planet of Rhy'Din at all times.

* The Avengers are dedicate to the establishment, growth, and preservation of equality, liberty, peace, and justice under law.

* Avengers are authorized to use Deadly Force, if necessary and if all other attempts at a peaceful resolution have been exhausted.

* The Avengers are, at all times, expected to cooperate with The City Guard and The Watch. Although granted certain legal immunities by the Avengers priority clearance, no member shall be considered above the law.

* The Avengers is chartered as a non-profit organization under the laws as set down by the Rhy'Din Government; upholding the laws, directives, provisions and sanctions set forth by the said government. As a non-profit organization, the Avengers shall be funded by private grants, so not to impede on tax payers dollars, with a majority of funding for the activities, headquarters, transportation, and equipment of the Avengers, shall be provided by a grant from DeMuer Exports, and the Power of Grayskull Pegasi Racing Stable.

* No Avenger shall be required to surrender any information in regards to their civilian identity or personal affairs to any other organization outside of the officially sanctioned government.

* All Avengers are entitled to special priority government security clearance, as administered and approved by the Defense Ministry and the Governor of Rhy'Din. This privildge is not to be abused or used for personal or financial gain.

* Candidates for membership must be of legal age and must possess at least one skill, power, ability, or talent which is deemed valuable to the organization. Membership shall not be denied on account of race, color, creed, sex, religion, condition of birth, origin, or any other instance that may be considered to be blatant profiling.

* Any Avenger member found violating the above charter is subject to termination of employment, rights, and privileges bestowed to them as being a member of the organization. The charter is subject to change and amendments to be added as necessary.

Piercing yellow eyes rested upon the badge and wallet, before the saurian stood from his place at the largest seat. Of course it would've had to be specially constructed, that's just how things went.

He didn't need to stand to be seen, that remained painstakingly obvious. Hiding was not one of his options in day-to-day life. However, due to the limited skill he possessed in this common tongue of the land, he came prepared.

"Your forgiveness, do I ask. Brought something, did I, that better than I, can explain, abilities mine." His voice a rumbling bassline, pitched low as necessary when he spoke inside confining walls. A talon tapped at a series of controls on the red-and-black armor's vambrace, initiating a specific data transfer to the Avengers' computer database, to be displayed both visually and audibly.

"Subject: J'rial Strim. Place of Origin: Gemini Two, Thundercloud Galaxy. Race: Seljuk. Gender: Male. Age: 21 years (G2 accounting)/35 years (Rhy'Din Standard)

Subject has undergone extensive genetic modification above and beyond the norm for his race. Abilities include drastically enhanced speed, dexterity, and raw strength; substantial regenerative capability, a marked resistance to fire, heat and energy, and phenomenal durability. Visual acuity is keenly pronounced, with capabilities reaching into various spectrums, including thermal, x-ray, and the apparent ability to see raw magical energy in a passive state. The subject also displays a remarkable intuition during combat, and a resistance to probes of a psychic nature. Tests concerning intelligence quotient and comprehension are still ongoing, but showing high potential.

Inquiries into the subject's planet and dimension of origin are ongoing.

Once the datastream had finished its recital, the saurian sat back, prepared to answer questions and formulate his own concerning the remainder of the team seated about the table. A minor point of conceit, the badge affixed now to the breastplate of his armor in open display. Hiding was rarely an option, after all.

He took in the gathering with little interest as he'd play nice with them all as required...so long as none got in his way and jeopardized missions. Sure some thought him a likeable guy, but when you're working, there isn't any room for fun and games. Get in, get it done, and get out. Plain and simple. Though of course he did catch the unreadable from Miss Blue and just sent her a sassy wink before pushing off from the back wall, Sylus wasn't a table kind of guy, not really, he preferred his back to a wall and all exits/entracnes in eyesight.

He'd wait until those present said their pieces before speaking so as to get a gauge on them all and what he had to look forward to working with, or around depending what conflict would require. Change the parameters, change the plan and leave nothing set in stone. Contingencies are the bread and butter to forethought.

"Guess it's my turn. Name's Sylus. That nickname of mine is a gift from Tara Rynieyn because most can't stand me at first, I grow on you like a virus. Everything in my dossier is public information." A pause then to cast his amber eyes across the spectrum at them all before continuting.

"I am aslo a ranked Warlord in the Arena and have studied under Topaz Eludes and Xenograg Bey. When I tested in magic I apprenticed under then Archmage Mur Ollivan, but it wasn't spells. It was reading the aether to recognize magics and telekinetics so as to warp barriers and make them implode upon the manifester as well as altering the matter of objects to pass through such obstacles unhindered and also implode within the barrier to negate collateral damage. Beyond that it was studies into how all conflict creates a kinetic bond between combatants so as to recognize it, manipulate it, and avoid unnecessary damage. The greatest fighters use this bond, most without realizing it. It's how they appear to uncannily dodge a lethal hit as if by precognition or shrug off blows that can even level beings like our friend Jester here." Motions to the Saurian.

"That is all thank you for listening to this public announcement." A faint smirk played over his lips before falling back into his casual lean against the wall; he'd look at the little I.D. card later.

Aly was quite grumpy and lethargic. She hated mornings more than anything else really.

She was suited up in her own S.N.E.A.K. suit and wore large black sunglasses that had much darker tinting than most sunglasses had. After Sylus finished speaking she opened her mouth, revealing her fangs that had been biting into her bottom lip as she waited... patiently.

"I'm Aly, Alystrianna Ahdee'khee. Admiral...er... Minister of Defense, Wolvinator's wife." She yawned then and paused, still trying to get used to her new last name as well as Wolvie's new title.

Removing her sunglasses, she laid them down, revealing her violet eyes that were the perfect shade of purple if you blended blue and red together. Perhaps she had once been blue eyed. Blinking slowly, she glanced around, nodding to those present.

"First and foremost, if you haven't figured it out already, I am a vampire. My birth father was part incubi and part vampire. My birth Mother was a human. When I was twenty-four my adoptive parents, who were Vampires chose to then freeze me in my immortality. So I'm a vampire-incubus cross breed, which actually gives me some pretty special abilities." She smirked to herself. Aly wasn't exactly shy about tooting her own horn.

"I have your typical vampire abilities, such as super human speed, agility, strength, eye sight, and hearing. I can also trace, or vaporize into a mist and carry myself from one location to another. I can do this by traveling in my mist form or I can do an instant teleportation and instantaneously transport myself to any location, though for this to work, I must be able to visualize my destination. I can also shape-shift, though I don't do well with people, mostly animals. If I shape shift into a person I cannot hold the form for a long period of time."

"I have several degrees in the Sciences. I specialize in Medical Science and Technology. However I also hold Doctorates of Applied and Basic Sciences, including Engineering, Chemistry and Biology. I also practice a little homeopathic healing and am a novice in crystal healing. I've been trained in the art of brain washing and the reading of body language. For combat I prefer Hand to Hand combat, Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu and also an ancient form of combat grappling known as Kampfringen which also branches off into Dagger and Knife fighting. I speak three languages, My native tongue, Russian, and common English."

Getting the sense that others were getting bored of her rambling, she shrugged.

"I guess that's enough about me."

Looking to Wolvie, she yawned again and then put her sunglasses back on. "Can I go?" Her badges and other items had already been tucked away on her person.

Neo and Jin Eternity sat in consecutive seats at the table. It was obvious that they were brothers. One look and you could tell. The similarity was heightened by their similar clothing. Black jeans, black boots, black jean jackets worn open, and t-shirts underneath. The t-shirts were different colors between the two of them. Neo's was blue, and Jin's was green. On the backs of their jackets, there was a decal drawn in outlines the color of their t-shirts: an upside down sword beneath a shield, over a pair of angel wings.

Neo was shorter, standing at an average height, than his older brother Jin, and less buff, too. In fact, you wouldn't be able to call him "buff" at all. Just "slightly muscular." He was definitely in good shape, though. Jin, however, was tall and muscular. Neo was slightly shy, even though he knew most of the people there, and was at least acquainted with the others, ocean blue eyes surveying the population in the room. The only two people he was completely unfamiliar with were Esme and Ryoka. Jin, on the other hand, held himself with an obvious confidence, and he was even less familiar with the gathering than his younger brother. A friendly, confident smile was plastered onto his face, the light in the room glinting off of his ever-present green-lensed sunglasses, concealing leaf green eyes. One side was partially covered by his black hair, which was more abundant than his brother's, but it didn't go downard enough to be considered long. Neo sat in his chair like a normal person, whereas Jin had his arms crossed, and both feet on the table. If no one objected to it, he'd likely sit like that the whole time.

They both listened attentively to Wolvinator. There was a little bit of a twinkle in Neo's eyes, and an excited feeling running through his body, though his shyness kept his smile rather small. This here was real. The Seraphim Knights were finally going to become a part of something more. Their mercenary team was named after the task force in the now destroyed Prism City. The Avengers were going to be what the Seraphim Knights were back then, and what the two angels had aspired for in creating their team. Their dreams for protecting the city and the planet were effectively being fulfilled at that very moment.

They looked over the new badges, wallets, and ID cards. Neither of them had any attachments to their wallets, or their old badges. They were both already employed with the City Guard to fill in the gaps that their mercenary business didn't cover. And there were a lot of gaps; nobody wanted to hire any goody-two-shoes mercenaries. They were both particularly impressed with the ID card, Jin more than Neo. You could practically see the glow in his eyes through his sunglasses. He loved this kind of stuff. And when Wolvinator announced the 15% discount? Well, the older brother's confidence came with tactlessness. He threw up his arms and belted out an enthusiastic "Woohoo!!" which was sure to incite a nice long awkward pause/staring session. It didn't bother him, though. He looked around a bit and chuckled, then re-crossing his arms and going back to listening like a good boy.

They then read the charter, and listened attentively to everyone's introductions. Before they knew it, it was their turn. Jin flashed Neo a smile, deferring their introduction to him. Neo countered with a brief, faint "I don't wanna" glare, which soon faded. He stood up and cleared his throat, summoning his own confidence from deep inside him.

"Hi, everyone. My name is Neo Eternity. This is my older brother, Jin Eternity." Jin gave a grin and a loose 'howdy-doo' wave as he was indicated. Neo thought back on previous introductions, a slight pause as he tried to figure out where to go from there. "We are two members of a mercenary team called the Seraphim Knights. A vigilante mercenary team. If I may be so bold, I would consider it to be a way smaller, completely unofficial version of what we have here. We were also employed with the City Guard before this, for as I'm sure is no surprise, there isn't much demand for good guy mercenaries. My brother and I are the first two members. Our friend and third member, Kersh Caliber, is currently on a quest and will join the Avengers as soon as he returns. Our fourth member is currently unsure whether or not she wishes to join the Avengers."

"Since it's just the two of us here right now, I'll only speak for the two of us, and I guess I'll get started with our abilities." He briefly rubbed the back of his head. This is the part he hated: tooting his horn. But it was necessary. The other Avengers needed to know who they would be working with. "I have exalted levels of physical strength and speed, and spiritual power. I have considerable swordsmanship ability and magic skill." The word exalted was a pretty good word. Since he hadn't really gauged his own power, it was a good way to definitively keep up with the others, without keeping himself to some sort of estimate. Considerable was pretty good too. "Jin's physical aptitude is condsiderably better than mine, at the cost of lower spiritual aptitude. He knows very little magic, but he's an excellent melee fighter, who fights with his hands and feet." Jin decided to flex his muscles, even though his jacket was covering them, to demonstrate. "I participate regularly in the duels. Specifically for me, the Duel of Swords and the Duel of Magic. It allows me to hone my combat skills even further without the luxury of being able to fall back upon my power. This has proven extremely beneficial in my growth as a fighter. Jin should be participating in Duel of Fists." Neo peered aside to Jin, which was met with a shrug. Neo then looked back to the others and resumed speaking.

"I was the previous Baron of Dockside, now of Warlord rank, and the current Keeper of Water, a title I have held for over a year, with three defenses. I hold the rank of Mage alongside it. Being Keeper of Water grants me vast powers over water, and by extension, ice as well. I can create it, control it, change it, destroy it, and use the near limitless aquatic power of the Tower of Water to cast any water or ice-based spell with extremely expedited charging time, or to cast even stronger spells. However, I only have the title as long as I continue to defend against people challenging for it, or until I become the Archmage, which will grant me a different set of powers. Once I lose my title as Keeper, I lose the associated powers. As long as I am Keeper of Water, if you need anything related to water, I'm your guy to ask."

"Unfortunately, my non-combat skills aside from that are rather limited." He then gestured to Jin to indicate him. "Jin's though, are not. He is more than techno-literate, and can work with and tweak anything technological, provided of course, he is given sufficient time to understand how it works. He can also pilot or drive any vehicle."

The gesturing hand returned to his side. "We do have powers, so to speak. We are both members of a near-extinct race called the Prismic Angels. There are four of us left: my brother and I, and two immortals who wander the planet. It's a long story, and irrelevant to the current matters at hand. Anatomically and physically speaking, we're no different from humans. The major difference is metaphysical." He motioned for Jin to stand up, which was met with a quiet groan. He was so comfortable. But he did comply with the request, removing his feet from the table and standing upright.

In unison, the two of them revealed their angel wings. They resembled wings only in shape and placement. They weren't feathery by traditional definition, or even tangible. They were translucent, glowing and glittering slightly, fragmented into discernible large feather shapes. They looked to be of a reasonable proportion; the tips would come to the middles of their forearms if they stuck their arms straight out to their sides. Neo's were blue, and Jin's were green. Those who could detect or see magical activity would find mana flowing into the angels, right in the center of their angel wings, and the wings were visible manifestations of this. In fact, if you looked close enough, you could see the light flowing from the tips of their wings to their backs.

"These wings have several benefits. The first is that they perpetually draw in mana, which is good for automatic energy regeneration, and assists in spell casting. The second is a slight boost to physical and spiritual power. The third is that they grant access to several abilities, such as instantaneous movement, flight, and a good deal of angelic spells and high-level artes."

"So... that's it for us." He looked kind of relieved to be done bragging, evidenced by how he rubbed the back of his head again. "We're very excited and honored to be part of the Avengers, and we look forward to working with all of you." He managed to push his shyness aside long enough to flash an earnest smile to everyone, a gesture that Jin mirrored with much more dazzle and confidence. They both then took their seats, their angel wings disappearing in diffusions of blue and green light particles.

The complexities of creating a cohesive, sensible, and multiculturally-friendly system of laws had been occupying Riley's entire life since accepting the Minister of Justice position. She slept, ate, breathed, and talked laws and had been spending at least 18 hours in the office six days a week. Which would perhaps explain why, at 9:45 a.m. Monday morning, she suddenly froze behind her antique English banker's desk, caramel eyes growing wide. ?Oh, sh*t!? she hollered and quickly shoved away the piles of notes and law books that littered the surface of her desk. Leaping to her Jimmy Choo-shod feet, and straightening the skirt of her tasteful Karl Lagerfeld suit, she bolted from her office, glancing at her Executive Assistant ? and best friend ? Mindy McKnight, as she sprinted past. ?I'm late for a meeting with the MoD! Hold my calls! Make excuses for anyone else I forgot! I love you! I'll see you at lunch!? She could hear Mindy laughing at her as she left the MoJ suite.

She ran down the hall, skidded around the corner and burst into the MoD office, just as Vinny finished talking. She slid into the nearest empty chair ? which unfortunately seemed to be right in the direction that everyone was staring. There was absolutely no chance of slipping in unnoticed and pretending that she'd been there the entire time. She gave the Rear Admiral a sheepish and very contrite smile. ?I apologise, Rear Admiral. I was...detained.? Yeah, detained. That sounded a helluva better than ?I forgot?, didn't it?

She glanced around the table, recognising only a few faces. She gave Neo a huge smile, glad to see him here. She'd been very disappointed when he'd turned down her offer of being the Deputy MoJ, so it was nice to see him involved in the new government in some way. Then she looked at the table in front of her and a lop-sided grin tugged the corner of her mouth up. A badge! Her very own shiny badge! She picked it up and slid it into the pocket of her suit jacket and then stood up, realising that she should probably introduce herself.

?Well, hi,? she said with a grin. ?My name is Riley O'Rourke, and I am your Minister of Justice.? She paused for a moment, meeting the eyes of everyone still sitting around the table before continuing. ?I was born in Boston, Massachusetts, educated at Boston University and Boston College. I worked as an Assistant District Attorney in Pima County, Arizona, for three years, before leaving the DA's office to become the managing partner of the largest Preternatural Defence firm in the country, located in Tucson.? She paused again, wondering how much of her past was really relevant and deciding that most of it wasn't. ?All this means basically is that I'm a lawyer, but more than that, it means that I sleep, eat, breathe, live the Law.? Yep, that capital L was audible.

She moved a bit, standing now behind her chair and bracing herself on the back of it as she continued her introduction. ?I'm an Alpha Lycanthrope; specifically a were-jaguar. Being an Alpha simply means that I heal faster and run faster than just about anything else out there. It also means that I'm stronger, more agile, and have quicker reflexes than just about anything else out there, too. I also have superhuman hearing and a superhuman sense of smell. And I have complete control over my Change, meaning that not only can I change parts of my body -? she closed her eyes for a split second, and when they opened again, they'd bled from the warm, caramel brown of her Human form to the startlingly alien amber of a jungle cat, ?but I also do not have to Shift at the full moon.? She blinked again, her eyes Shifting back to Human once more. She straightened once more and moved back to sit in her chair. ?And that's about it. My office suite is located just down the hall from here and the door's always open to any of you who might need to talk to me about anything.?

She smiled and then glanced back at Wolvie, turning the floor over to him. She leaned forward, ready to listen.

And as requested, there came Vex in her human form which never really strayed from her normal. Her clothing was the same crimson hue of her scales while as a dragon, consisting of robe and cloak. Her hair, which was straight and shoulder length, nails, and eyes also held that crimson color to them. To anyone that knew her or had knowledge of such, it wasn't hard to take note of the fact she was a red dragon as she did not hide it.

She may have been a little late, but she'd arrived as soon as she could and made her way to the Minister of Defense's office. Her arrival was actually not to long after Arctos' own, so the bear and monk were noted and received a nod of greeting as she too moved to stand nearby the office door and await instructions to come inside. While waiting her attention drifted from the monk and bear to quietly observe the inside of the building she could see from where she stood.

?Thank each and every one of you for the formal introduction,? Wolvinator said with a nod, ?even if some of you weren?t exactly? prompt.? There was a hint of sarcasm in his words, but he understood that things happened. It wasn?t a problem, at least not yet.

He had been sitting in the chair towards the head of the table as he listened to each one of the Avengers in turn, occasionally taking notes and overall just observing and getting to know each one of them. They were going to be working together, and the turnout from the applications was rather astounding, and they were about to get even thicker.

The Admiral stood as he signaled to Diamond with two extended fingers of his right hand.

?Diamond, if you could, please open the door to the hall. I believe there are a few more personnel outside by now whom should be here for the ten o?clock appointment.?

As he she moved to get the door, he continued on. ?After these last few applicants introduce themselves to you, we?ll call it a day and actually get down to some business.?

Wolvie stood and awaited the next batch of people to enter. These last individuals would round out the team rather nicely.


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Eyes of blue panned to the door as it opened.. Quietly he remained there with the others, awaiting what would come, and it seemed that had indeed arrived, as what stood before him, spoke.

"Welcome to the Mad House."

Brian, grinned somewhat, as he nodded in reply.

"It it were not a mad house, than I assume, we would be in the wrong place, Milady. For a mad house is indeed, where a great many of us, feel right at home."

A gloved hand lifted to adjust the antique spectacles that adorned his face, as he offered a somewhat bow to the lady, and in turn, made his way inside the room, letting his eyes pan it's gathered, as he spoke once more.

"Forgive my late arrival, Solid Waste had a hellish time with someone who wanted to dispose of a pair of sherman tanks, and a vintage huey helicopter. Normally not an issue, save they literally somehow stuffed them, inside the sewer system.. Savages."

Looking more akin to a white collared professional, Brian offered a polite smile, and nod to the gathered.

"The Bear, Guardian of the North Forest," croaked the monk at an open point following Lani's brief introduction, entering and bowing his head still lower, and pointing with his staff to the doorway and the massive creature making his way in.

Arctos stepped forward, paws thudding and claws clacking in spite of what must have been an attempt at delicacy and grace on his part. He performed something akin to a bow, stretching out his forelegs and dipping his head as far as it would go. His lips moved, though his jagged teeth separated little (if at all), when he spoke. "I humbly prrresent myself," he rumbled, "for service in your noble grrroup, Avengers."

"I fearrr, most of my skills are in combat. I can move verrry fast, and fight many men at once and best them. I am a good trrracker, and I can follow a scent across country for many miles." There was an odd up-and-down quality, almost sing-song, to his words, dividing them between long inhales and exhales as he fought the urge to growl.

"I have sworrrn oaths, and I am afraid you are not prrrivy to their content, but suffice it to say... I am sworn to protect the innocent, and I mean never to neglect that prrromise." That said, the bear bowed his head again and backed carefully out of the way, at least as much as he could manage, escorted by the monk.

Vex entered behind the others and seemed rather content to stand unless there was an available seat offered. The comment from the woman got a chuckle from her, "Mad house, mrm? Well, that's Rhy'din in general and a reason I figure we are here, no?"

She took note of the others already in the room, briefly eying each of them with a nod, the others had given a bit of an introduction so she took it upon herself to go ahead and do the same, "Well. I'm here for the same reason each of you are I'm sure. Some of you may already know me, some of you do not. I'm Vextirias, but just Vex will do." there was a wink over to Riley and Neo, those two she knew and recognized for certain.

"As it is Rhy'din it shouldn't come as much of a surprise that I am a red dragon, that is rather self explanatory I would think, but where I have the most talent is that of my element, fire, the manipulation and control thereof and it's relations, including ash, smoke, heat, lava, magma, so on and so on. Inn some cases rock or earth can be controlled through my abilities but it's not something I can do all the time, more of a situational thing." she seemed about to just leave it at that, but went ahead and added onto that with a little more that she felt may be necessary.

"Oh. And don't let me fool you, my bark is worse than my bite, unless of course I have reasoning to bite. I'm actually a lot softer inside than I act on the outside, which you can imagine considering I am here and willing to defend Rhy'din should the need arise. In that situation, I look forward to working with you all. I shall not continue to bore you with information about myself however, thank you for your time and listening." she gave a hint of a smile and fell silent, watching and listening.

Brian listened, and nodded to the others, as they entered. A pleasant smile indeed took form, as he glanced about the room, a moment. Each face, familiar, and not so, taken into memory, as mental notations kicked in. A moment taken indeed, to slide off those antique spectacles, as he flashed a smile to Diamond, while tucking them into the pocket of his long coat. The long coat was then slide off, and set upon a near chair, as he looked about the room once more, offering a nod to the man, who had gathered this impressive collective, thet he now addressed.

"My name is Brian Ravenlock, and I am also the Minister of Citizen Resources, and head of the Ravenlock Family. Some of you know me, and my own, many don't, and let me say it's an honour to be here."

A pause, as he continued.

"My family, and myself have been here for a long time now, and much of our work has been under the cover of darkness, and secrecy, what with the public take on vigilantes, however that has never deterred us, and more so, it has driven us, on many fronts.

Many campaigns here, and abroad, I have been a part of. My specialties lay, in the fields of soldiering, close quarters and logistical combat, recon, and indirect combat, negotiation, and sabotage. I served with the Rhy'din Militia 27th div, West End, as their captain, and also journeyed to the Isle of Lesbos, on an Olive Branch assignment.

In addition to my services to the city, in the form of Government, I also head the Jewell Ravenlock Center for Community Partnership, an out reach and assistance center, based in West End.

My wife Jenai, is Temple Priestess for the Order of Scathach, and heads, a newly built temple here in the city as well, that has accomidations to house wounded, and treat a variety of issues, as well, should the need ever arise.

As I said before, it's an honour to be here, with you all and I look foward to serving with you all, and worry not, there is no Dr. Jekyll or Mister Hyde, here. I am a beast of a different nature, altogether."

That said, he offered a polite smile, and took a seat.

The smooth smile was offered to the Admiral before she was taken to listening to the others introducing themselves. Certainly for a moment Esme rested her eyes upon Arctos as a brief moment of fleeting thoughts passed her mind at having to keep a file on the oversized teddy bear.

That fleeting thought was crushed before it could come into full blown nostalgia of memory. A vision of a little girl before she became a woman with the shine of diamond strands and a mind that could kill a man with a single thought, a suggestive nudge to offer the notion that suicide was the best option. A little girl that used to hug on a stuffed polar bear and call it Aurora Borealis. Course that was the same girl that used to cross her fingers on both hands and wish on shooting stars.

A grim expression touched her lips before it was gone, melting away into that unreadable mask as she lifted her eyes to Brian as he smiled to her. A tilt of head in question as she remained silent though she did smile at the comment about Jekyll and Hyde.

Then Lani spoke and explained her abilities. The woman seemed awful shy for an empath. Grinning for a moment she leaned back in her chair as the end of her pen was crooked to the edge of her mouth as she murmured around it.

"Give me a night with her and my emotional outlets and I could manage to take that nervous edge all away."

Oh such a knowing smile then as that mischievious gleam came to her eyes. Oh yes this would be a lovely gathering

Lani once more took up her lean against the back wall, her leg bending to prop a converse sneaker on the wall. She dropped her hand to rest upon a denim clad thigh, her other snaking into the pocket of her blazer. The few others took their turns introducing themselves while all eyes seated at the table seemed to stare into the latecomers. What? Was there something in her teeth?

Lani?s tongue ran over her teeth absently before her lashes lowered, partially obscuring her mahogany gaze. She suffered from incessant daydreams, something that not only was a weakness but also her only means of staying sane. There were quite a few, if they were privileged enough into her mind, who would say most of the daydreams would classify her as insane.

To Lani, they were an outlet.

And that is exactly what was happening as the world around her slowly tuned out into a light buzzing in her ears and the imagination began to take hold.

It started again with the bear and the monk that had escorted him in. Large, intimidating creature he was but in Lani?s daydreams he transformed into a bear with a bowtie, posing on a large patterned podium while the monk?s robes were replaced by a glittering unitard. He lifted his hands, making the bear dance this way and that.

As if that was the last of it. Lani had caught sight of a rather large red dragon lurking about the ring. There was something shiny and full of tassels hanging from the dragon?s neck and between the wings, a pale woman perched on its back. The dragon stalked across the ring, staring at the crowd as if she wanted to eat them. Smoke was exhaled from her nostrils as she swung her head this way and that, her talons clicking as she walked in a circle. The woman atop the dragon?s back seemed out of place, dressed in a black inky sequined leotard, long black gloves snaking up her arms. She rose gracefully, her dark eyes staring rather angrily at the crowd as she began to do a series of precarious poses on the prancing dragon?s back. Flip? balance on a single foot? ballerina twirl.. Upon the last stunt she turned, flashing a pair of fangs before she reached down to do a handstand on the dragon?s back to the applause of the crowd.

God help her. It was a circus.

As if that was the worst of it, Lani?s thoughts continued to drift over the ring and catch the Admiral himself in a pair of tights flipping through the air on a trapeze. Spotlights shifted and danced around him as the crowd gasped, only to applaud as he barely caught the swinging bar. As if that was bad enough, Lani?s eyes slid to a final act, another pale woman who almost seemed to shimmer as she was lowered from the ceiling on a silver hoop. She swung gracefully from the hoop, clad scantily in silver sparkling lingerie. What was this? Cirque de Soliel?

Outwardly, Lani?s lips slid into a smirk as she imagined the woman hooking a single leg through the hoop before unfolding her body to hang upside down and spin in a slow circle, white hair dangling like freshly fallen snow toward the crowd who simply looked up mesmerized.

Lani?s lips quickly pursed to hold back her snort of laughter as her eyes snapped open to pay attention again. She quickly scanned the room, hoping she hadn?t missed any important information.



*Note - this SL will continue in another thread

Well well well. Esme sat back in her chair as sapphires swept a look over the new entrants as they made their introductions.

Quiet and perhaps indifferent she took it all in, the stories, the powers even as she made little check marks in her mind.

Her chin dropped into her awaiting palm as she spared a side glance to Wolvinator. Then those sapphires settled upon Leuni as she made her own introduction.

That expression was unreadable and flawless when the girl mentioned she was a telepath. Oh yes Diamond recollected that well from the prior evening when the force had trickled in as if to test and sense those around her.

Consider it manners or respect for fellow telepathic gifted but it wasn't viewed in favor of telepaths for another to just come pushing through to taste their power.

Lips pursed as those sapphires noted Leuni looking to her and rolling her eyes. A hushed laugh escaped Diamond's lips as she shook her head for a moment in that ever subtle fashion.

Assumptions could be made, but so far all of Leuni's assumptions had been wrong.

It left one to wonder if those that made assumptions were loathed by the force weilder, well... just how much did the force weilder hate herself?

Insensitive. Cold. Calculating. Indifferent. Yes this and so many more things could be said to define Esme.

She had her reasons, given the past it was that very personality that had kept her alive.

Head tipped back as she nodded to the new team members after Wolvie had discussed the badges and communicators.

"Welcome to the Avengers."

Talk of the Force had him confused. He didn't know what it was. The Loon was a tiny thing and Dorag could not work it out in his head how the little girl could force anything. He was only half listening to the rest, looking her over as one fighter to another, sizing her up.

"I'm still disappointed. Where's the coffee and doughnuts?"

"Hmm?"

The word caught his attention full, turning his gaze and sniffing the air.

"Doooouuuugh nuuuuuts?"

The half orc's mouth began to water while his amber hues widened, searching for that morsel, sniffing the air even more trying to locate any food at all. Even though his senses hadn't connected with anything yet, the anticipation alone was effecting him.

His mouth began to moisten with saliva, which shifted downward from the pull of gravity and pooled a drop along his bottom lip. The drop elongated and stretched forming a line of drool that connected with his chin. From there another drop formed hanging precariously from his skin.

Snapping his gaze the other way, the big blop of saliva flung to the side to land on something, and he moved to go to the other end of the room.

"Where doughnuts? Dorag want!" The tone was like an excited kid.

The dragoness in human form had simply covered her face with a hand, concealing silent laughter at the current antics, how could she not? Of all the things she expected to come up, who would have expected it to be food?

Lowering the hand she shook her head offering Rhaine a smile and light shrug, "I'm sure our two friends could elaborate better, but if I'm not mistaken, it's a round pastry with a hole in the middle with sugar glazed on it." or something like that, she actually had never tried one personally, but had heard about and seen them around friends.

In the lands she came from, there were many dangers, and you didn't live long no matter what you were without adapting to those dangers and usually quickly. Those that could read minds and thoughts were not out of place to her, they existed in her former lands and in often many cases were used to great effect, some even known to be able to kill individuals instantly with these abilities. It was such existence that had her spend years along side the years she spent perfecting her ability with fire and it's ilk, to work on defending against such intrusions and even understand how to wield such abilities against others if she need be, though she very rarely did so.

While there were a few thoughts she let through and perhaps knowingly on occasions, for the most part her mind and thoughts were heavily shielded and complicated, like a bunker complex, one could well get lost if they strode to far given this dragoness' age and dared to try and do so.

Whether it was intentional or not on her part, there was a feeling that anyone 'listening' would know that she knew that they were doing so and that it wasn't recommended to try and breach those defenses as such attempts could very well end painfully for the one attempting to do so. It was simply second nature for her to have these defenses in place no matter where she may be. Though if she did know of the abilities of those around her, she did not let on, at least not yet.

At the sudden mayhem and rampaging orc'dom. One singular thought found its way to the surface of the shielded pile, this one not caring who picked it up. MISSION ACCOMPLISHED.

He looked between Rhaine and Leuni with an angel's innocent smile, hand coming up to scratch at the back of his head. "I don't know what you're talking about, but yes, coffee sounds good. Very good indeed." Heads towards the mobile coffee dispenser a.k.a Rhaine. "And Leun...you missed a spot...just there." Points to an imaginary spot of orc spittle somewhere on her nose.