Who: Rayne, anyone who wants to/has volunteered to help What: Building a school Where: The site of the prison When: Friday Notes: Free-for-all? Tag as you see fit?
Father kept her away from most news of the Anthrid Uprising, but Pandora saw pictures of what some of the old buildings looked like, and she can't help but think of them as she approaches the remains of the prison, several others already gathered around. Particles from the brick and mortar have drifted into the air, lingering long after the debris cloud has left. It's unusual, and it's mingled with a number of other scents in the air.
Among those are the unique scents of each person helping in the construction of the school. One of them is familiar, but the others are new, and she's not trained yet in sorting out the details, and separating it from the ambient odors of the area. It's not unlike having everyone there introduce themselves at the same time a jet engine roared overhead. In spite of the headache the sensory overload is giving her, she presses on.
While she's better around others, and can hold her own in conversations, starting them is another matter entirely. She hangs back, hoping that either 417 or perhaps Kid Flash will notice her and give her directions. Her bending is still eluding her, but she can help out physically, if nothing else.
He approaches - a little cautiously, because, as he gets closer, it's apparent that whoever this is isn't exactly human. And he doesn't know why that takes him so off-guard - Rip is a vampire, he's seen giant robots - but it does.
OH! Wally had been so focused on trying to actually bend decently, that he hadn't noticed Pandora come in. He stopped what he was doing, moving next to the panda... anthrid... person. He noticed 417 already beat him to greeting her, but no sense in not joining in to say hi, after all.
"Hey Pandora!" he chimed. 417 seemed to be look just as awkward as she did. Maybe he could ease up the tension a little.
Pandora just manages to get in a wave to 417 when Kid Flash appears, and that puts her more at ease. While she's familiar with many of the others, he is the only one she's ever met face to face.
"Mi-" She stops herself as she remembers what he told her when they first met. "Kid Flash. It is good to see you!" She looks to the other, and offers a bow. "And I presume you are Operative 417. I am Pandora. Though... I imagine Kid Flash already revealed that fact." She smiles, looking rather sheepish. "It is nice to meet you in person."
She looks to what will, eventually, be the school. It seems like there's still so much to do. And yet... seeing so many people working together on it, there's something comforting in that. She turns back to 417.
Among those are the unique scents of each person helping in the construction of the school. One of them is familiar, but the others are new, and she's not trained yet in sorting out the details, and separating it from the ambient odors of the area. It's not unlike having everyone there introduce themselves at the same time a jet engine roared overhead. In spite of the headache the sensory overload is giving her, she presses on.
While she's better around others, and can hold her own in conversations, starting them is another matter entirely. She hangs back, hoping that either 417 or perhaps Kid Flash will notice her and give her directions. Her bending is still eluding her, but she can help out physically, if nothing else.
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He approaches - a little cautiously, because, as he gets closer, it's apparent that whoever this is isn't exactly human. And he doesn't know why that takes him so off-guard - Rip is a vampire, he's seen giant robots - but it does.
"Hi," he says.
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"Hey Pandora!" he chimed. 417 seemed to be look just as awkward as she did. Maybe he could ease up the tension a little.
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"Mi-" She stops herself as she remembers what he told her when they first met. "Kid Flash. It is good to see you!" She looks to the other, and offers a bow. "And I presume you are Operative 417. I am Pandora. Though... I imagine Kid Flash already revealed that fact." She smiles, looking rather sheepish. "It is nice to meet you in person."
She looks to what will, eventually, be the school. It seems like there's still so much to do. And yet... seeing so many people working together on it, there's something comforting in that. She turns back to 417.
"I am ready to help in any way you require."
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