My name is Cecile, and I'm sixteen years old. I already thought my life was odd, what with my parents having moved halfway across the country for their new job and leaving me in the care of my older sister... but then my best friend went and had a book shipped to my house that ended up giving me superpowers.
Thanks to said superpowers, I've been dragged into all sorts of horrible situations, the latest of which involves a masked thief who wanted revenge against me for killing a friend of his.
But that dumbass went and killed himself my accident so now I'm free to go back to my usual daily life. Finally.
Much to my appreciation, the only thing of note to happen during the cab ride home is a synapse as we approach my house. I guess that means that Irene really did plan ahead and plant a new instance of herself before all that craziness went down last night.
After the taxi comes to a stop and Charlotte pays the cabbie, we slide on out into the fresh, pollen-filled air of my neighborhood and walk on up the front steps.
"Are you sure that I ought to be here?" Charlotte asks. "I don't want to intrude on your family time." "My Mom said that it's fine," I reply as I bring out my keys and open the door. "Don't worry about it." "If you say so..."
And so, we step into my house for the first time today.
>who shall I greet first?
Jackson Flores
>Literally whoever is closest
I mean, we probably owe them all a conversation. Irene just died and we owe her a thank you. Dad's probably still in paranoia SHADOWRUNS mode. Mom's not happy we've ditched the family. Hell, even Allison is likely growing pretty suspicious of the branch stuff by now.
I want to climb Suika and plant a flag on the top of her head!
Gabriel Hill
Great, now I have a mental image of Suika and Mount Lady fighting. and it is wonderful
Aiden Turner
That sounds like it would not be a very safe climbing experience!
Jeremiah Rogers
As I take off my shoes, I listen out to try and figure out where everyone else is. I know Allison's gone since her car isn't here (probably at school or with Kevin), so that leaves...
"Hm," I mumble as I look up at the ceiling.
I only know one person who stomps around like that so that means that my father's doing whatever upstairs. And the kitchen TV is on, so someone's also in there...
"C'mon, this way," I say, motioning for Charlotte to follow me.
