Drug Resistant

[Raven]

Emily smiled, her fingertips brushing his jawline.

[Gifted]

Jareds had moved up and stroked her hair delicatley.

[Raven]

Emily pressed her lips to his.

[Gifted]

His lips molded to hers and moved with her, his hands holding fistfulls of her hair.
"Get a room, you two!" Some random passing Gifted laughed.
Wow, what an ass. Now she's gonna be all embarassed, He thought, annoyed with the stupid gifted.

[Raven]

Emily simply laughed. She wasn't going to be scared off by some random.

Violet noticed the two and shook her head. Jared Ennis was at it again.

[Sar]

"Get up," were the words that Lyn heard as she opened her eyes. What a night it had been before. The street meds, the sex, the street meds. Yes, it was definitely the drugs that made the night so good. Usually it was Lyn who was the first in line for injection day but with her new "income" early wake ups were unnecessary. Though with her late wakes ups now didn't seem like an appropriate time for the male voice to wake her up but it was the blinds that blocked out the late afternoon sun.

"Who gives you the right to wake me up in my own house No-no?" Lyn said as she pulled the covers over her, the cloth acting as her only article of clothing. The sheet covered her small frame, even skinnier because of Noah's 'product'. All you could see above the covers were her full lips, blue eyes and the rest of her face covered in long brown hair.

The lights turned on and blinded her momentarily. "I think this is enough reasoning for me to tell you whatever to do," he held up a small container and said "So get out of bed, it's time to get dressed for the party,"

As she got out of bed the euphoric high was pasted across her face, though that was the last place the males eyes were.

Noah knew that if it wasn't for his job he wouldn't have a chance with a girl like that. It wasn't as if he was ugly, though he was far from drop dead gorgeous. He had dark brown hair that got into his eyes, skin that he had to continuously watch or it'd break out, a slightly tanned complexion and hazel eyes which seemed impossible to stand out, like him before his job.

It all started with his older brother, he found the way to make the injections reach their full potential. Of course they weren't the first ones to try this but with the danger of the unstable chemical most ended up loosing fingers, hands, and in one case a limb. That had to be the reason why he and his brother had been successful. His power worked perfectly for it. He had a power where no matter how many explosions, how many injuries, his skin would heal it. Of course these we catches like all gifted, near impossible to fully heal people, no pain numbing, but it was worth the job it gave him, and the 'benefits'.

"Get dressed," Noah said walking over and rubbing Lyn's back, "I'll be outside"

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Lyn walked out the door and Noah smirked as he saw the costume, short cut white dress, ivory colored wings, the perfect angle. She looked at Noah in a old times robe and tie and she asked "Who are you suppose to be?" Noah smirked and said "God, the perfect villain,"

((puts on flame proof clothing))

[FoxTrott]

It was a costume party. Rhyme loved wearing costumes, for quite a few reasons. One was that he was already a shapeshifter, so pretending to be someone else came easily to him. Another was that he just loved to mess around and not get caught because he was in disguise. What a wonderful life for an easily entertained teenager.

Though, there was the whole bit about possibly being captured, interrogated, or worse if somebody realized he was a part of the resistance. That part kind of sucked. Rhyme shrugged to himself, and happily entered the party. He mingled easily, feeling perfectly at home among the various disguised gifteds. He couldn't help but notice the euphoric expression that took up a few faces; their stupid faces, blinded by ignorance. He half wished it was a masquerade, not only because he wanted to go as Zorro.

Of course, he turned a few heads, mostly people doing double-takes and wondering why Hitler was dancing with the others. He had found a costume that looked more or less like the infamous leader, and painted a swastika on a red band that was currently on his arm. The iconic black moustache was a piece of black tape stuck to his upper lip, and his flaming red hair was hidden under a military-style cap. Not his idea of an everyday outfit, but it worked as a costume.

Besides, he felt positively sexy in the black, polished boots.

[Raven]

Emily giggled. "Don't look now, my Nazi. Hitler has arrived," she murmured, pressed close to Jared.

[Gifted]

Jared looked up, and saw the boy dressed as Hitler walking through the crowd, just as Emily had pointed out. "Aw, man! I've been outranked!" He pouted, then laughed.

[FoxTrott]

Rhyme noticed somebody dressed similar to him, and sighed with relief when he realized it wasn't another Hitler. That would have been embarrassing. He examined the soldier's face, trying to determine if he had seen him before. Then he saw the girl next to him. Assuming she was a recent fling, and not a long-time girlfriend, he would not be outclassed by a mere soldier. Or somebody that took the drug, for that matter.

"Just outranked a tiny bit!" replied Rhyme, winking at the Nazi soldier, "By the sexiest Nazi here, no less."

[Sar]

Walking into the party was easy for them, with the rumors that surrounded Noah and his ever present scared hand spread fast through the year. By his side Lyn, the dress seeming shorter than before. He could have chosen something darker for her but there was a reason behind the angel, alone she would look ridiculous at a villain party but as long as she stayed by his side it fit. A little controlling? Yes he was, did that phase him? No even a bit.

[Gifted]

"Maybe you should ask the gorgeous princess here for a little more objective opinion on that," he indicted Emily and smirked. He'd done more girls that this guy even knew probably. This guy could believe he was sexier than Jared if he wanted - whatever helped him sleep at night.

[Raven]

Emily decided to sit back and watch for two reasons. Firstly, she found their bickering amusing. Second, she had an awful headache, because as loud as it was for everyone else, it was at least twice as loud for her.

[FoxTrott]

Rhyme couldn't help but laugh. Aforementioned princess was gorgeous, but he didn't need someone else to tell him he was better looking than this stupid druggie. He looked the solider up and down, rubbing his chin in over-exaggerated thought. After a few moments, he smirked, and allowed his form to whip into that of the soldier's. He was still wearing his Hitler getup, and everything still fit all right.

"I'm not sure what you see in this guy," said Rhyme in the soldier's voice to the princess, casually examining his arms, "Pretty unspectacular, huh?"

[Gifted]

Jared wasn't happy when the guy started mocking him. h, nbut he had an answer for that. This guy was using his power- now Jared was gonna use his own.
He pushed a feeling of incompetence and embarassment onto the "Hitler" guy, hoping he'd just apologize and let Jared get back to seducing the ladies. Not that it wasn't a pretty convienient escape from this one, who he was done with for now, but still.