Emmaline Fostermen
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“Thanks!” She tucks the keys away in her jeans, shedding her jacket. “Emmaline. I’m 13.” Looking at the various objects around the room, she whistles. “A lotta improvisable weaponry in here..”
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“Jesu-” she stops suddenly, looking at Velia. “I think she has a plan. Translate. Oh, hello, guy.” She waves at Elijah, turning her attention back quickly.
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“Okay!” She returns to her cheerful demenor, walking to the training room. “Nice equipment… Wish I would of had something to train with like this.”
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“Guys?!” Emmaline wiggles in the ice, trying to move her legs. She takes a deep breath. “Okay… We need to get out of this ice. Does anyone have any ideas?” Looking at the blood dripping from his arm, she acknowledges Alex. “We can’t resort to bloodshed. That’s what our ‘captor’ playing puppet master wants.”
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Walking into the room, Emmaline sees the rest of the people and drops her flame quickly, shying away. “H-hi.”
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Emmaline wakes up, jostled from her sleep. She feel asleep leaning against the wall, after staying up all night exploring the room. “W-what?” She jumps up, heading towards the unfamiliar voice and lighting her palm on the way. “Must be the group leader…”
((are fallen and elderon back in the place?))
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“I dunno. Remember, I wasn’t allowed to fight at all… I had to practice on my own. I can fence decently, if you can. One of my families put me in fencing.”
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I double posted. Ignore this. ))
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“Spar? Sorry, I’ve been on the run for three years. I need to work on my air and flames, but I can’t been near chemicals. At all.”
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“Maybe we could train a bit? I haven’t used my, um, abilities in a while.” She rubs the back of her neck, smiling.
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“Nova! Are you back?” She calls, hearing noises in the kitchen. “At least, it better be you.” She mumbles.
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“I burnt down a building once because of all the chemicals in it. Not taking my chances.” She furrows her brow. “Where did Nova go?”
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She backs up, the ends of her fingers heating up red nervously. “I c-can’t be around anywhere where chemicals are involved.” She smiles apologetically. “I don’t want to catch your room on fire.”
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“Emmaline. Emmaline Jaydeen.” She smells the chemicals, and freaks out. “Did you have chemicals in here?!”
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“Hey, Bones.” Emmaline leans her head into his room, blinking. “Hope I’m not intruding. We didn’t really get properly introduced.”