Survival Instinct - OTA

[angelica_jinx]

It is a truth universally acknowledged that a zombie in possession of brains must be in want of more brains. Never was the truth more plain than during the recent attacks at Netherfield Park, in which a household of eighteen was slaughted and consumed by the horde of the living dead.

"My dear Mr. Bennet," said his lady to him one day, "have you

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[sparkedtoburst]

Her scream startled him completely, making a small spark on his hand before he pulled it back and he stood there, shocked out of his mind and a little bit scared.

Wow, she must've gotten into that book.

"Is this a drill?" He really couldn't be sure if she was playing it up or if she was just that jumpy. "I'm not really sure what I should do right now."

[angelica_jinx]

As soon as she saw his spark, she created one of her own making her brown eyes fade to green and her whole body faintly glow. It wasn't personal, it was just a reaction like his but before the fireball was even fully formed, Angel closed her fist extinguishing the flame.

Slowly color crept into her cheeks.

"N..no. I'm sorry. I-- are you okay?" She asked embarrassed. She did NOT just almost shoot a freaking fireball at someone over a stupid zombie book!

[sparkedtoburst]

"Ummm," he didn't really mean to, but he stared at her. He knew his spark was completely involuntary due to the shock -he did it when he sneezed too, but what she'd done with the fire, well, he was still busy staring at her hand a little.

"I think so."

So long as he wasn't about to become barbecued chicken. "Are you?"

[angelica_jinx]

Angel blushed a little harder at his concern. "I'm fine. I'm just jumpy I guess. I was reading." She started to explain as she crouch down to retrieve the book she'd discarded. "Horror novels always did freak me out."

"So, um... I'm Angel. I don't recognize you. I don't think I would have gotten so trigger happy if I knew you. At least, I hope."

[sparkedtoburst]

"Right," it took a moment or so before he could snap out of the daze he was in and remember what she'd said, "Right, I mean, I'm Spencer. I got here a few weeks ago but..." But he'd stayed out of the way because things were just a little bit too strange.

Considering that she'd almost blasted him with a fireball -and how cool was that, only not if it had hit him, because that would hurt- he was exceptionally calm. Calmer than he would've been had his editor been yelling at him.

Strange.

"I can't read suspense novels without flipping to the back."

[angelica_jinx]

"But...?" She asked feeling a little self conscious by his staring.

Angel scrunched her nose. "But then you'd know how it ends." Thank you Captain Obvious. "Where's the fun in that?"

[sparkedtoburst]

"But, um, hiding mostly." He gave a small depreciating laugh and ducked his head. It wasn't exactly something to be proud of. "I ah, I'm sorry." He shook his head, as if it would clear his thoughts.

"I um, I can never just read them, I have to know if I'm right. You know when you theorise what's going to happen and who the bad guy is? I'm terrible and just waiting to find out."

[angelica_jinx]

"It's okay. I know a thing or two about hiding. I used to be the biggest wallflower to ever flower the wall. I'm more social now but that girl is still in here, shy and hiding behind her hair. I blush like a million times a day and I'm still shocked when people remember my name but I just kind of smile through it." Speaking of blushing, Angel's cheeks glow red again when she realizes that she's rambling.

"I guess I'm partial to surprises." She smiled. "Even people scaring the beejus out of me while I'm reading zombie novels. I'm Angel by the way."

[sparkedtoburst]

His embarrassment mostly stemmed from the fact that he was supposed to be a people person, he was supposed to be social. It was part of his job. Instead he'd sort of slunk away, ignoring as much as he could. "Yeah, I usually do more to meet people but lately," well, lately those people had been mutants, and mostly just mutants. Spencer couldn't be sure if he'd ever been around so many others like himself before. It was a little overwhelming at times.

"I'm Spencer; not fond of surprises, but loves birthday presents and Christmas morning." Maybe he just didn't have the patience for suspense novels.

[angelica_jinx]

"This place can be a little overwhelming and not everyone is very welcoming. We're not all like that though. I like to think I'm pretty nice." She replied offering a soft smile.

Angel giggled. "Yeah? When's your birthday? I can make a mean birthday cake."

[sparkedtoburst]

It hadn't really been how welcoming the place was, so far he'd mostly only met fairly nice people, but he just wasn't sure how to proceed with things. "I think you are." And he really didn't have to lie, just grinning at her in response to her smile.

"Um, it's in July. So you'll have a while to wait."

[angelica_jinx]

Her smile grew. "Well, thank you. I think you are nice too."

"That's okay. July what?"

[sparkedtoburst]

That smile was just endearing, it made him smile til his cheeks hurt. It was weird just how mixed the group were; the quiet ones, the loud ones, the rude ones, the sweet ones. Spencer wasn't sure how there wasn't more chaos around the place.

"The twenty-ninth. It's like more than half a year away."

[angelica_jinx]

Oh, he just needed to stick around a little longer. There was drama a-plenty.

"Well, I'll write it down anyway. We might still be working together and you really don't want to miss out on one of my cakes. I don't mean to brag or anything. I mean it's not like I can cook cook but baking is something I'm pretty good at."