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Who: Cynthia and YOU
Where: The Trailblazers dorms and around LA
When: Around the end of February
What: LA's peppiest superhero-in-training focuses on an important project and does miscellaneous things around LA.
Warnings: None yet.

The Trailblazers dorms

Usually around this time of the day, Cynthia is making rounds around the dorms and peeking over the shoulders of her teammates to see what they're doing. Usually, she's talking loudly enough to someone that she can be heard several rooms over. Usually, she's bugging someone to do something or go somewhere with her.

Today, however, Cynthia is quiet. She's hunched over something in the main room; it's difficult to tell what it is, but it looks like it might be a piece of paper or maybe a notebook. She could be holding a pencil or a pen, too. She doesn't respond to any nearby conversation, even if her name is said. It seems like she's unusually focused on the item in front of her. It's up to you to solve this mystery, brave Trailblazer.

Wandering around LA

The sun is shining, the birds are singing, and Cynthia is out for a stroll in the city. It's such a beautiful day, so how could she not take the opportunity to enjoy a little bit of it? She's full of energy and ready to explore stores and streets she hasn't seen before. She might do a little bit of shopping, too; it depends on what she finds. Today is a great day for anything and everything.

Throughout the day, Cynthia will jump to help anyone she perceives to be in trouble. She might not do a very good job of helping, but it's the thought that counts, right? Despite not currently being proficient as a superhero, Cynthia will try her best to stop any crime she sees. She's happy to strike up conversation with anyone in her environment who looks friendly...probably also people who don't look friendly. It's just such a nice day.

At the end of the day, she'll sit down on the grass at a nearby park and enjoy the feeling of the breeze in her hair. You might find her rolling around in the grass on occasion, blissfully unaware of any prying eyes.

((If you'd like something more specific for either the dorms or general LA, please let me know and I'll set something up! PM is a good way to do that if you don't have me added on social media.))

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Miko doesn't really bother to look where she's going as she walks down the street, muttering under her breath as she struggles with the zipper of her bag. She knows for a fact that she brought her camera, and the sun's at a great angle for some cityscape shots, so of course she can't get the bag open.

With a jerk, she manages to unstick the zipper - just as she crashes into someone in front of her.

"Oh crap-" She drops into a crouch to push the spilled contents back into her bag, sparing a glance upward. "Sorry 'bout that, my bag was being a dick. Guess I wasn't paying attention."

Edited 2014-04-02 18:09 (UTC)

Savoring the taste of the chocolate frozen yogurt she's spooning into her mouth, Cynthia strolls down the busy sidewalk. She just left the frozen yogurt shop, so her paper bowl is filled with the sugary stuff. She is quite ready to enjoy the entire bowl.

Several steps later, she hears her text alert sound – a horse's neighing. She stops for a moment on the side of the sidewalk; she won't really disrupt anyone here. She pulls out her phone, texts a response with the hand not holding her frozen yogurt, and pockets her phone. Just as she looks up and begins to walk again, someone runs right into her.

Cynthia yelps and stumbles backwards, but she doesn't fall. Her frozen yogurt is not as lucky; it goes flying into the street and is then run over by a passing car. There goes her snack.

"Oh...Don't worry about it," she says, a little sullenly. That frozen yogurt was so good. Feeling kind of responsible for stopping when she shouldn't have, she joins Miko in a crouch and hands her a couple of items that landed farther away. "I guess I'm just glad I didn't get frozen yogurt on you. I spilled coffee all over someone's shirt the other day; it was awful!"

"Seriously? Man, how often do you bump into people, anyway?" She laughs - "'Course, it's not like I've got room to talk there."

She picks up her camera last, relieved to find it apparently undamaged, before standing upright.

"Name's Miko, by the way."

Cynthia pushes herself up, too, now that Miko's items are picked up. She dusts off her pants. "I'm Cynthia! Nice to meet you, Miko, even though I wish we could've met a little more...awesomely." She looks like she has exactly the coolest scenario in mind.

"Anyway, yeah, I'm kind of clumsy." She laughs a little at herself. "I got it from my mom. She somehow got to be one of the raddest superheroes around, even though she was tripping over herself, like, half the time! ...I haven't really figured out how to do that yet, so I'm just a klutz." She makes a determined gesture. "Not for long, though!"

"Whoa, hold up, your mom's a superhero? And you're planning on being a superhero?" Miko grins; she had figured Los Angeles would be exciting, but she hadn't anticipated literally bumping into a superhero in the street.

Miko's interest in Cynthia's superheroism is certainly a confidence booster, though there's a tinge of bittersweetness whenever her mother comes up in conversation.

"Well...my mom was a superhero," she says, her expression turning a bit solemn, "but she disappeared on a mission a few years ago. After that, I started really learning about all of the cool things she did to help people, and I decided that I wanted to be just like her!" Maybe one day, if she gets good enough, she'll be able to find out what really happened to her mother. Sumia's out there, somewhere; Cynthia can feel it.

"Wow... that's some pretty heavy stuff." Miko shifts her bag to one shoulder, then pauses momentarily, sidestepping another pedestrian, before resuming conversation. "D'you have powers, then? What kind?"

"Yep!" Cynthia smiles again. It's good that people typically don't pursue too much Sumia-related talk, because more than a little bit can get Cynthia down in the "complicated feelings" dumps. Good call, Miko. "Mostly, I can fly, but I can also kinda make things...move around in the air." She gestures back and forth to make her point. "I'm not that good at it, though."

"Hey, no way! You're the second person I've met here who can move stuff around!" Granted, from the sound of it this is probably a totally different kind of 'moving stuff around', but hey, still a pretty big deal.

"Whoa, really? Who's the other person? Or, I mean – what's their codename?" Maybe they can give her some cool pointers on how to get things to fly quickly instead of sauntering vaguely in the intended direction.

"Not sure he's got a codename - said his name was Sollux, I think? Tall, skinny Alternian guy." She stretches her arm upward, indicating a spot nearly a foot above her head for emphasis. "But he said CONDOR wouldn't actually let him use his powers."

"Oh! I know him!" Well, isn't that a coincidence. Cynthia sounds pretty excited about this. "I actually live in the same place as him and everything. Some stuff happened to him a little while ago, which I think is why CONDOR doesn't let him use his powers...I don't really know too much about it, though."

"Yeah, he mentioned that. Sounds like he got into some pretty serious shit." Her expression brightens suddenly. "That's so cool that you know him, though! Seriously, this is some crazy kinda coincidence."

"Yeah! I don't know, like, a whole bunch of other superpowered folks, so it's really funny that you know him too." Abruptly, she realizes that they're still sort of standing on the edge of the sidewalk, but she spots a cafe with some outdoor tables not too far off. "Hey, uh...if you've got some time, I'd totally be up for sitting down at one of those cafe tables over there to keep chatting. Does that sound good to you? It's no problem if you're busy, I totally understand!"

Miko doesn't even pause to think before nodding. "Sure! I've got plenty of time." As far as she's concerned, 'busy' is something that happens to other people. Mostly people with full-time desk jobs or stuff like that, which is why Miko intends for them to remain 'other people'.

"Sweet! Let's get going, then," Cynthia says. When she thinks that Miko is ready, Cynthia starts making her way down the sidewalk. "So, what sort of stuff do you do, Miko? Do you go to one of the schools around here or something?"

"Nah, I'm pretty much done with school forever. I'm interning at the Times now!" She pats the spot on her bag where she's pretty sure her camera ended up. "Pictures and stuff, quick interviews if I'm lucky. What about you? I mean, superhero-ing obviously, but you clearly can't just be doing that a hundred percent of the time."

Cynthia shrugs. Her life isn't very exciting...yet. "Not too much! I spend a lot of time hanging out with my teammates and other friends, watching movies, training...oh, and I like to go on a pegasus appreciation forum. I know that sounds nerdy, but it's really fun!" Cynthia has been appreciating pegasi online for many years now; it is truly a refined art. "Interning at the Times sounds super cool, though, oh my gosh!"

"Pegasi? Seriously?" She laughs, not particularly mocking, but definitely amused.

"And yeah, it's pretty great! I mean I'm not allowed to do anything super-important yet, but I'm getting there!"

"Yeah, seriously!" Cynthia says, crossing her arms. She's got a bit of a pout on her face. This is an important and serious business. "Pegasi are way awesome."

As she finishes talking, they make it to the cafe. She stops at the entrance. "D'you wanna get anything?" Miko's previous pegasus-related transgression seems to be forgotten.

Miko shrugs, holding her hands up defensively. Wow this girl is really intense about flying horses.

She checks her pocket as they reach the cafe - yep, she's got like seven bucks in there. "Sure, why not. You planning to get anything?"

Cynthia, too, checks her bag. She has six dollars and some change; probably just enough for a pastry and a small latte. She's had like two lattes today already, but does she care? No.

"Yeah, I think I could go for a latte..." she says, as she enters the cafe. She holds the door open for Miko. "And maybe a little slice of cake, if they have any. I haven't had cake in way too long."

Miko grins and takes hold of the door once she can reach. "Same here. Though, to be fair, 'too long' not to have cake wouldn't necessarily have to be all that long."

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WHOOPS SORRY FOR THE WAIT

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