Freedom and equality are not found or earned, they are fought for: A dystopian superpowers RP (OPEN! Anyone can join, don't even ask, just let me know that you are joining.)

"Theres a taser avaliable if anyone needs it." Zoe reminded them as she looked at her little gun.

"Well that took a while to get out of you."

"I share information on my own terms, sweetheart."

"Do you have a thing for nicknames? Oh wait that's right… you only share information on your own terms," Vivian deadpanned.

"Exactly," he grinned. "You're finally learning."

Vivian smirked. "Finally? I learn quickly."

(I'm back, and noop noodle your character is great!)

(Thanks!! :D should i just pretend he's been chilling there the whole time??? :P

(Sure.)

(nice :)

(William seems great, btw!)

(Thankyou!!! :D

(…)

(Can I join?)

(Can I join?)

Totally!

(Thx!)

(can I do my character later? I don't have time to make a character)

Vivian smirked. "Finally? I learn quickly."

"Shall I give you a medal for that or something?" he asked, resting his arm on his knee.

"You should actually," she hummed. "I deserve some sort of trophy for all my hard work."

"Where would we get a trophy from though, Supernova?" he asked, glancing at her from through his eyelashes.

Vivian shrugged. "I'll leave you to figure that one out. After all, you were the one that offered."

"U-unless you brought one f-from the outside world… y-you wont find one here i think…" a quiet voice mumbles. It comes from a blue haired boy sitting against one of the walls, slightly curled up in a self protective way, looking at Vivian and Ben with bright blue teary eyes.

"I suggested a medal, you suggested the trophy," Ben reminded, sighing and looking at the ceiling.

"You said 'a medal or something.' That implies other things." she commented. Looking to the blue haired boy, her eyebrows creased in worry. "Are you okay?"

Ben turned his head, glancing at the boy. His eyes glowed as he attempted reading the boy's emotions. "He's anxious," he said after a few seconds. "You okay, kid?"

He looks honestly surprised that Vivian heard him and curled up even more.
"N-no?" he whimpers.

"I can help," he offered, tilting his head.

"With your powers?" she glanced between Ben and kid, even more worried. "Would that be a good idea? I mean… would there be side-effects?"

"I'm an empath, lady, calm yourself," he said. "The most that would happen is that I'd get a headache or accidentally key in on someone else's emotions. He'll be fine."