The Elementals
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Ruelle's attention switched from the tarnished building to the old police officer that approached the car. His age clear with his black hair fading to gray, and the bags underneath his brown eyes. ''You're in a lot of trouble, missy,'' The police officer said, buckling himself in as he started the engine. ''You could be in prison for a while, you are of legal age, right?'' The police officer questioned, driving down the seat, away from the panicked civilians and the chaos her ex-boyfriend created. ''Yes I am but, I am telling you I'm the victim here,'' Ruelle said, attempting to convince the police officer. He scoffed at her response, turning the corner to the police department. ''Listen, I am innocent, I had nothing to do with this! It was all Bryan William's fault!'' Ruelle said, her brows furrowed in anger and her hands creating fists.
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(In Dew's defence she thought the police would give a lesser charge to a teenager. She thought they wouldn't jump to the conclusion that she purposely burned down the building, but merely messed with something she shouldn't have because she's a teenager.)
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Well, I guess you can say it's based on location because if the story is taking place in maybe like America if you're 18 years or older, you have high chances of going to prison especially for arson. Because once you're 18 years old, you're basically a legal adult besides the fact you can't drink until your twenty-one years old. But, then it's this super long process for her to be even convicted and whatever.))
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(Hey phoenix, I invited you to Five Races, are you gonna join in?)
Gale kept floating up and said "Somebody help, I can't get down." Just the a helicopter with a net captured him in the air, stopping his ascent. -
No, sorry)
Jack hummed softly as he arrived at tge park and sat down on a bench, leaning back and closing his eyes to rest for a moment. He heard someone and opened his eyes to look around, frowning when he saw a jogger before standing and leaving to get food -
"My name is Dr. Dackle," the man standing across from Sam said. Sam stared at him distrustfully, "Yeah, so?" Dr. Dackle motioned for Sam to follow him, "We must move out of here quickly, before you are seen. You want to learn how to use your new gift, now don't you?" Sam instantly realized the man knew about his weird connection with the electricity and the heart monitor. Not entirely trusting Dr. Dackle, but not knowing what else to do, Sam reluctantly followed Dr. Dackle out of the hospital and towards the roof of the building where the helicopter sat.
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Dr. Dackle took Sam into the plane. "Flora, Dew, this is Sam." Dr. Dackle told them. Dew waved to Sam, a book in her hand. She was reading the plane's manual just in case. There was nothing better to do. Flora was braiding her hair. "Make yourself comfortable. I'll set course." Dr. Dackle told him.
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It didn't take long for Ruelle and the old police officer to reach the police department. ''C'mon,'' The officer said, opening the door, grabbing Ruelle by the arm. Her brows furrowed in anger as she was taken into a holding cell. ''We're going to call your parents, maybe they can bail you out,'' The officer said, walking away as he grumbled underneath his breath. Ruelle glared at the officer's back and sat on a metal bench provided for her. Her anger was clear on her features as she gazed at her thighs, remembering Bryan's betrayal.
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Gale wondered where exactly he was being taken. He also wondered how he was breathing in the high altitude.
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Jack found a McDonald's and walked inside, getting something off the dollar menu before leaving. He headed back to the park with his food and sat near some water to eat
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Flora and Dew seemed nice enough to Sam. He basically had no idea what was going on, though. And he was still freaking out, especially since he wasn't sure where his sister was. "Where are we going?" He shouted to Dr. Dackle, who was flying the helicopter. Dr. Dackle didn't answer, adding to Sam's frustration. Dew looked calm as if she knew what was going on. Maybe she knew. When he asked her, she said, "We're going to get the others." As if that made any sense. Sam was more confused than ever.
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(Plane not helicopter.)
(Um... I don't have a problem with anyone controlling Dr. Dackle. As long as you remember to make him have a mentor personality. Someone fascinated by their research and has great passion and wisdom, but feel terrible for their mistakes. Anyone can control Dr. Dackle if they keep that in mind.
However... Please don't control characters that aren't your own. Such as Dew.) -
(ok)
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"Listen. I will explain once everyone's here but f we don't hurry we might not be able to help Flare or Gale at all." Dr. Dackle told him, flying off. "I'm sorry. I assumed since we're teenagers that she would be given community service." Dew replied. "It's alright dear. You live in a different state than Flare. So they might have a different way of doing things where she lives." Dr. Dackle told Dew. "Why does he always call you dear?" Flora asked. Dew shrugged. "I don't know. I guess I'm just special." Dew replied. Dr. Dackle sighed and landed the plane next to the station.
"You three stay here." He told them, pulling on a suit and getting one of his fake IDs. He walked out the plane and into the station. "Hello. I'm Carl Ken. I'm Ruelle Caine's lawyer." Dr. Dackle told the counter. "Her parents hired me to pay the bail and bring her home." Dr. Dackle added, placing down the money. He had called all the parents to confirm their permission so that the parents would help out with things like this. The woman called the parents to confirm he was Flare's lawyer. They confirmed it as planned and she called for the Detectives to release Ruelle. -
''Get up kid,'' An old man grumbled, wearing the normal blue suit. Her brows furrowed in anger as she stood from the metal bench, the cell door that kept her in place now wide opened. ''What's going on? That was way too fast,'' Ruelle questioned, her hands still formed into fists as walked out the cell. ''Seems like you got a good lawyer, why don't you thank your rich mother and father, huh?'' The old man said as they walked into the lobby of the police department.
Ruelle noticed the man, never seeing him before in her life. Though she prefers going with a stranger than being convicted of arson, a crime she didn't commit. ''Let's go, old man,'' Ruelle grumbled, tugging at her shirt as she waited for her ''lawyer'' to lead the way.
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