Charlie dashes out of his room, pushing his window open he steps back to make a run up before leaping it the window and spreading his wings wide. He figured he’d boost his own confidence that way, feeling daring yet in a small amount of pain he soars, exercising his wings and stretching before the dread of the lab. He looked down, seeing… Read more

Charlie looks out across the city before reverting back to his true self.

His hair slowly turns back to blond, it’s blackness seems to seep back into him. The feathers begin to reappear on top of the metal as if nothing had happened to them, though this was a common occurrence with his abilities. he stands and carefully returning to his… Read more

Charlie (as BlackBurn) lands on the roof, folding his painful black metal wing plates down similar to the wings of some fighter jets. He then proceeds to sit on the edge of the building, looking down with hawk like eyes, his vision watching the people below carefully, especially the White Knight.

The fire around him fades and as always he… Read more

“I wish I understood why myself. But then that is their own business…” Slamming the balls with the one in his hands as he lands slowly.

Charlie responds, his song grounding to a halt he begins packing his guitar away and throwing it on his back for now.

He runs to cover before activating his abilities, burning away the soft plumage revealing the black metal plates similar to those of a jets, his hair turning black as he flies up fast like a rocket, and looks to his buzzing… Read more

“I meant how are we going to exectute a game plan, teams? Etc. but never mind!” seeing the ball come towards him he flies upwards, a slight trail of heat follows his movement pushing the ball down as he then lands to catch it.

“It’s gone a tad soft.” He thinks as his sweat drops “oh well….” He throws the ball back with what force he… Read more

Charlie stands on the corner of the street, his normal looking wings folded down behind him, showing little of the metal secrets behind the white plumage, wearing his regular casual attire made up of slightly baggy jeans and a white shirt, he looked clean, only having a small apartment he just about managed to afford in the Haven district… Read more

Charlie signs the sheet accordingly. “agree… I guess…” the pressure putting him on edge but he seems happy to comply exactly as written.

Umbra nods. “ok! How do we do this… exactly?” he asks as he spins the ball he is holding on his finger as he looks down to Ash.

“So… Where do I go? Who do I join?” Umbra asks as he watches as the game begins, deciphering what’s going on before taking off, now floating above the ground with a ball in his hand.

Name – Charlie “Chase” Harding
Alias(es): Project Black Eagle aka BlackBurn (BlackBurn being what he became)
Identity: bit of both
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Appearance: Tall, slim, often seen with a patch/bandages covering his right eye or glasses except when using his powers.
– Regular form – Blonde hair with bright blue eyes, wings of soft… Read more

Umbra nods “ah, I see!” He chuckles, “yes it should be interesting!” He says stretching a little.

Umbra nods and makes a light smile “thank you, I’m grateful for this small token of my old home.” He chuckes and looks to the others “so… What is this Dodgeball?” His sweat drops, having never played much sport, he feels out of place.

Umbra walks down into the Gym, “uh…” Having never played dodgeball he questions it and brushes it off for a moment as he walks over to Godal, pulling out neatly filled pages containing his essay along with the small pouch of Star Dust. “Here is my essay sir, I hope this is enough for you.” Holding out the sheets to him, his eyes hoping for… Read more

name: Ice Breaker
talent: Pony Alchemy and Magic
age: fairly young.
bio:
Shunned by those of her home land for her obsession with magic, being the only Zebra with a horn. She loved using her skills to help when she was younger despite being told not to and many villagers disliking it. Then as she grew she discovered Alchemy. She became… Read more

Umbra then sits quietly reading his book in the corner.

Umbra sits quietly writing, oddly hasn’t been disturbed by the noise as he continues to write his essay, constantly checking the books and dust which lay infront of him on the table. He chuckles lightly but doesn’t stop. Focused mainly on the work which has already almost written completely. Human labels not bothering him as a random… Read more

Umbra walks out and walks to the library, the pouch held tight in his hand. “Hmmm…” He thinks as he sits and studies the dust.

Umbra chuckles, “I recall a lot about this stuff from when I was with my brethren a long while ago.” He says and nods,”the essay shall be done.” Taking the dust and looking at it inside the small pouch, a smirk lights his face.

Umbra walks into the office, “you wished to see all of us one by one. What were you wanting to discuss, sir?” He asks, his voice sounding casual but he speaks with a polite manor, the tie visible on his belt.

Umbra heads towards the office, seeing the line outside he joins the back. He stands quietly waiting his turn, his mind drifts into thought.

Umbra wakes and gets out of bed. He walks into the bathroom and showers before changing into fresh clothes and brushing his hair and teeth.

He walks out of his room, taking a deep breath and walks down the corridor. “I wonder what today will bring…” He ponders as he walks, tying the tie to his belt.

Umbra wanders back to his room and lays on the bed, having never had the real need to sleep, however he does enjoy a nap when time is available. He wonders what the topic given tomorrow will be.

He let’s his mind drift of from that as he closes his eyes to wait for the next day.

Umbra turns to the voice, “oh thank you” he nods, looking at it in his hand.

Umbra
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