January 2, 2108
Julie walked around, looking into old rooms, finding items she had never seen before. The names and numbers were still on peoples doors. She tried looking for certain people her mother had spoken of from time to time. A few doors later, she saw a room that belonged to Alex. Julie remembered hearing about Alex, and managed to open the door into his room. It was covered in clothing, probably dirty from when he was alive. She saw a few pictures on his table, one was of him and Rene where he looked super annoyed and she looked very happy and silly. In his closet, clothes were hanging on hangers, and his shoes were messed up on the bottom. Julie sat on the kitanda and laid herself down. It smelled like soda and cologne and sweat, making her feel a little dizzy from the unknown smell. She laid there, thinking to herself, I wish I were born in this time period.
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The red head ran to the kitchen, just as she had 95 years zamani when she was about 20. She pulled open the fridge and saw soda bottles, still intact. I bet they're still drugged, she though to herself as she closed the door. Afterwards, she ran to the training room and turned on a light.
"Oh my fucking God..." The whole room was equipped with incredible weapons and training systems she had never seen before. Padding covered an entire ukuta and another one held at least 50 weapons with blades and bullets in each. Fortunately, a part of a ukuta was left untouched. Where her hidden locker was put. Rene rushed to it and spoke a few words, and the locker opened. Along with all of her weapons, charms, spell books, and potions; a note was sticking to the inside as well. Slowly, she pulled it off the locker inside and started to read it.
My dear Rene. It's been a few years since wewe left us to attempt your zaidi normal life with your husband, and we accept that. But we also know that wewe will come back here. Maybe not anytime soon, but when wewe need things from us au the cave. So, for you, we have left your locker intact in this room, and left wewe in the system. We know that wewe will be needed in the future, and we may not be around to see it happen. But, good luck to wewe and whoever wewe may have with you. ~Nightwing, the minors, and the Justice League.
She collapsed to the floor, looking at the note, kusoma it over and over again. Then, after a few minutes, she folded it and stuck it in her pocket.
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Her eyes flashed open and then she had realized she had fallen asleep on the kitanda of some guy she didn't even know. Quickly, she stood up, ruffled her short hair, and walked out of the room. As she came down the hall, the girl found a room with the light on and saw her mother pulling things out of a wall.
"Mom?" The red head looked back at her and flashed a smile. Then went back to the wall
"Hello sweetie." She pulled out a small pocket book and a few test tubes of liquids in different shades of green, blue, red, and purple.
"What are wewe doing?"
"Getting what I needed."
"From a wall?" The daughter walked over to the mother.
"This is my old locker. It's just hidden in the wall." She closed the door after retrieving a few zaidi items. "Ananca allah vak," she mumbled and a glowing line appeared where the door was, sealing it shut.
"Woah. Cool." The red head smiled a little and walked out of the room.
"Let's go make a spell."
Julie walked around, looking into old rooms, finding items she had never seen before. The names and numbers were still on peoples doors. She tried looking for certain people her mother had spoken of from time to time. A few doors later, she saw a room that belonged to Alex. Julie remembered hearing about Alex, and managed to open the door into his room. It was covered in clothing, probably dirty from when he was alive. She saw a few pictures on his table, one was of him and Rene where he looked super annoyed and she looked very happy and silly. In his closet, clothes were hanging on hangers, and his shoes were messed up on the bottom. Julie sat on the kitanda and laid herself down. It smelled like soda and cologne and sweat, making her feel a little dizzy from the unknown smell. She laid there, thinking to herself, I wish I were born in this time period.
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The red head ran to the kitchen, just as she had 95 years zamani when she was about 20. She pulled open the fridge and saw soda bottles, still intact. I bet they're still drugged, she though to herself as she closed the door. Afterwards, she ran to the training room and turned on a light.
"Oh my fucking God..." The whole room was equipped with incredible weapons and training systems she had never seen before. Padding covered an entire ukuta and another one held at least 50 weapons with blades and bullets in each. Fortunately, a part of a ukuta was left untouched. Where her hidden locker was put. Rene rushed to it and spoke a few words, and the locker opened. Along with all of her weapons, charms, spell books, and potions; a note was sticking to the inside as well. Slowly, she pulled it off the locker inside and started to read it.
My dear Rene. It's been a few years since wewe left us to attempt your zaidi normal life with your husband, and we accept that. But we also know that wewe will come back here. Maybe not anytime soon, but when wewe need things from us au the cave. So, for you, we have left your locker intact in this room, and left wewe in the system. We know that wewe will be needed in the future, and we may not be around to see it happen. But, good luck to wewe and whoever wewe may have with you. ~Nightwing, the minors, and the Justice League.
She collapsed to the floor, looking at the note, kusoma it over and over again. Then, after a few minutes, she folded it and stuck it in her pocket.
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Her eyes flashed open and then she had realized she had fallen asleep on the kitanda of some guy she didn't even know. Quickly, she stood up, ruffled her short hair, and walked out of the room. As she came down the hall, the girl found a room with the light on and saw her mother pulling things out of a wall.
"Mom?" The red head looked back at her and flashed a smile. Then went back to the wall
"Hello sweetie." She pulled out a small pocket book and a few test tubes of liquids in different shades of green, blue, red, and purple.
"What are wewe doing?"
"Getting what I needed."
"From a wall?" The daughter walked over to the mother.
"This is my old locker. It's just hidden in the wall." She closed the door after retrieving a few zaidi items. "Ananca allah vak," she mumbled and a glowing line appeared where the door was, sealing it shut.
"Woah. Cool." The red head smiled a little and walked out of the room.
"Let's go make a spell."
Bentley
Alias: unknown.
Age: 14 (would be 18 now)
Appearance: long blonde hair and brown eyes, hair usually worn in braid au up (ponytail, bun)
Personality: she was stubborn and always thought she could do things on her own. she was brave on the outside but was scared but never let anyone see it. She was never the one to smile so easily and be at ease. And she was never someone who Lost without a fight.
Powers/Abilities: she doesn't have any powers but combat and sword skills.
Weapons: a single sword.
Past: died in a break out gone wrong.
Others: she wasn't someone to let people into her life. But she cared if someone were sad au upset.
When his hair was brown
A Goatrider
Caitlyn
