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[not_good_not_wicked]

Who: Anyone who could see this post, or who was told about it by someone who could see it.
What: Buncha reincarnated people with amazing talents show off their stuff in the woods.
Where: The woods behind Marisa's house.
When: The middle of the night
Warning: underage drinking references

Behind the Kirisame residence, there was about 3 square miles of damp forest that were undeveloped for reasons that had to do with Locke City's supply of drinking water. It is filled with mushrooms, mud patches, creepy trees that look like monsters when silhouetted by the moon, and birds that call out unexpectedly. In other words it's creepy as hell, and not a terribly enticing vacation spot. In the middle of that was a particularly large tree that was visible from all over, especially when it's dark and someone has set up a campfire at the base of it and supplied detailed directions on how to get there.

Marisa has done exactly this, and is sitting on top of an ice chest next to a little fire pit she put together at a large, dry area around the bottom of the tree. The cooler contained some sodas and juice and the like, but it also contained a six pack of beer and a bottle of rum. It was about time for people to show up, assuming anyone had listened to her.

And why wouldn't they? She knew it was a cool idea!

[[After a few people have shown up, I'll start a thread of Marisa getting shit started, and then everyone who wants to show off their powers can start their own subthread within that. Even after this point more people are free to continue starting their own threads of whatever. This is sort of a mingle post as well as a tactical meeting.]]

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[shiromadoushi]

Creepy as hell? Totally Bakura's kind of place. He's gotten a replacement summer hoodie for the one that the uberbats chewed the hell out of. He has the hood up to keep stray twigs out of his hair.

On spotting Marisa, he raises his hand in a wave and turns off his flashlight. "Perfect spot for a secret meeting, very nice!"

[not_good_not_wicked]

She grinned and waved back.

"Ain't it? I found it just a few days ago and knew that we had to use this place for SOMETHING."

[drama8om8]

The next person to show up is considerably less thrilled about the creepiness. She's also far less prepared for the dangers proposed by errant twigs. As Octavia approaches the campfire, she's tired, grumpy and seems to have a moderately-sized stick snarled up in her hair.

"Uh. Hey."

She's a little put off by there not being anyone present that she knows (it's not like either of these chumps would be someone she's sniped at via text or anything, that would be silly), but she tries to disguise her uncomfortableness with a sassy hairflip.

It completely fails to dislodge the stick.

Because this is easier than jumping into the first thread . . .

[icy_heavens]

Getting out of the house had gone more smoothly than he'd expected. He supposed that with everything going on, that was a good thing, but there was still the little nagging feeling that he shouldn't be doing things like this. Before all this started, he'd never been so secretive to Granny.

It was a fair distance from his house, but he found the place without any trouble. The campfire definitely helped. So did the laughter in a couple of familiar-sounding voices. He'd ask what was so funny, but that seemed like an invitation to crack on how he apparently had no sense of humour.

"This it so far?"

Greetings were for losers, clearly.

I intended for everyone to start their own threads!

[not_good_not_wicked]

She gestured grandly to the small gathering.

"So far. Thirsty?"

[icy_heavens]

He just shrugged. "A little. Took a while to get here."

[moarnomsplz]

Anthony told Alex about the meeting of people who are dealing with new powers, and he approaches the area warily. He's become less self-conscious about his repeating-sounds thing, so he's only a little worried about people thinking he's a weirdo. What he is worried about is being startled into making his tail appear. Again.

OK, it worked and all, but he's not in a hurry to repeat the experience.

He gives a little wave to the people already there, and checks out the cooler. After a moment, he decides beer, despite the appeal of having something he's not supposed to, would be a bad idea, and takes a soda.

[not_good_not_wicked]

Marisa waved back.

"Hi."

[moarnomsplz]

"Hey. I'm Alex. Ann, Anthony told me about this--" He considered, and rejected, 'get-together.' "Um, thing-ing."

He wished he'd thought to write it's a vision thing, I can't help it on a nametag or something that he could wear when he saw other people from the secret network in person. He was getting better at hearing the repeating-sounds deal, but hadn't found a way to keep himself from doing it.

"I know I talk funny, nee. My actual power-zuh are cooler."

[icy_heavens]

Even though he isn't that social, there's something about having defeated a weird alien monster with someone that makes it make more sense to him to actually talk to that person. His life is so screwed up anymore.

He's sitting not far from the cooler himself, water bottle in hand. "Hey."

[moarnomsplz]

Oh, it was the guy who had been teleporting, and freezing monsters, in the caves. Alex hoped he'd gotten the jumping around under better control--if he'd been able to, it was probably a good sign for his own 'power.' (He still wasn't sure being able to grow a tail counted as a real power.)

"Hey. I, um. Didn't ex, exactly have time for an introduction, duct-shun, in the caves. I'm Alex."

[scramasax]

Anthony had meanwhile returned to wandering the edges of the zone of light - keep the stiffness out of his muscles, lessen the bothersome gradual sting in his eyes, stay a bit in the warmth, the gathering all visible, with half attention extendable to the forest.

He's just so slightly late - in part watching for some sign of Kenji, in fact - to realize that Alex is already there, as he's approached and beginning to settle by. He hesitates aside a few more seconds so as insurance not to disturb anything, or cut in on someone else - and throws a scan one way and back over everyone around the fire to be sure - and proceeds, with a little haste - he is glad that he accepted!

"Alex..." he stumbles out to handle greeting. "Was it -- easy enough... for you to manage...? -- To - reach -- this..."

[moarnomsplz]

"Hey, Anthony, nee." Alex gives his friend a grin, even as he tries to discreetly check out whether his symptoms (is that the right word? manifestations seems both closer to the truth and much more troubling) are any worse than the last time he saw him. It's hard to tell in this light.

"Thanks for the invite. How are you doing-ing?"

[not_good_not_wicked]

Eventually Marisa waved her arms to get everyone's attention. "Hey everyone, thanks for coming! I think that's about enough people for now."

She fished a beer out of the cooler and cracked it open with a hiss. "So who want's to go first?"

/RELUCTANTLY STEPS UP TO THE PLATE...

[drama8om8]

Octavia faced an internal battle between her feeling that her power was pretty fucking lame and her urge to show off. It wasn't exactly a long fight.

"Me! Me me me me! Me first!" She raised her arms in the air. "I'll need, like, an assistant or whatever. But me first!"

Everyone feel free to just start more sub-threads in this thread. We'll all go at once.

[not_good_not_wicked]

Marisa stood next to her, taking a sip.

"Alright, what do I gotta do?"

[icy_heavens]

Toushirou didn't much care when he had his turn. He was here more to see what everyone else could do rather than show off his own abilities.

So he just shrugged and took a drink from his water bottle. "Well, I've got two, so whenever I go, you guys can take your pick on whether you wanna see the cryokinesis or the maybe-teleporting first."

He didn't have a particular preference for what order he did them in; all he had to do was make sure he braced himself for being nauseated when he demonstrated the latter ability. There would be no embarrassing puking incident here, thank you very much.

[not_good_not_wicked]

"What's 'maybe-teleporting'?"

[moarnomsplz]

When it's Alex's turn, he's already embarrassed. At least he's done this before, though he still hasn't done it on purpose. He halfway promises himself he can have a beer after it's over. One might have helped before, if only to make him either feel less silly, or to make him feel OK about feeling silly. But he thinks growing a sharp appendage under the influence would be a really bad idea.

"Okay, kay, so. I've only done this with someone scaring-ing me, but I don't think that's, like, ness, necessary to the process. You guy-zuh should probably stand back. 'cause if it works, work-suh, I'm about to have a really sharp tail."

[not_good_not_wicked]

"About to what? I gotta see this."

She did take a step back though.

[shiromadoushi]

Bakura hung back, watching the rest of the group before finally taking his turn. "Might want to step back a bit, this one's pretty big~" he grinned.

Closing his eyes, he concentrated, fists clenching at his sides as he reached inside to the kaa within. "Diabound!" he shouted, one hand dramatically raised to the sky. "Come forth!"

There was a rush of energy that seemed to bloom up from the ground around him, tousling his hair and clothes but nothing else around him as a giant creature shot up behind him. Half man, half snake, he towered above Bakura, passing through trees and branches as if they-- or he-- weren't even there.

[not_good_not_wicked]

Marisa actually fell over in surprise, landing on her butt and staring up at the giant monster.

"Holy shit!"

[Before the event of the evening begins!]

[scramasax]

Anthony was equipped with his sword. As such, he had assumed clearance, on spotting the fire in the first place, to wander out - to "scout", only a little. His night vision was not poor at this point; he meandered and drifted and rotated and occasionally half-stumbled on a taproot on alert, eyes wide and head turning at every nonhuman sound, experimentally raising his sword, until the sound of the group laughing at the fire gave his nerves a last shake to begin to settle, and turned him back in - with another glance behind him, and another halfway there, and another just before stepping into the pumpkin light.

It was in part an exercise in fearlessness which he knew again he could and would afford, and had to and in part one in morbid curiosity, roughly equally. Both sensations spurred the same. In light of what the result had been on past occasions, he was rather aware that it was in turn partly morbid curiosity indulging itself.

He approached the fire - blinking and squinting a tad on first entering the radius of the glow - and slowed to a stop, one hand grabbing the wrist of his sword arm behind his back, looking over to note and account for everyone who'd taken a place.

[not_good_not_wicked]

Marisa's eyes focused on the wavering tip of the sword.

"Nice cutlery. Why don't you put that away for now?"

[shiromadoushi]

Logically, Bakura knew that sneaking up behind his jumpy friend when he had a sword was a damned stupid idea.

But logic had no part in anything that he did, if he were being honest.

"Boo~!"

And just to be safe, he made sure to duck out of range of that sword. Just incase there was any reflex that came with it.