|| Noah Durbin || 19 || Pyrokinesis ||

I'm one of the many keys in the Institute...And arguably one of the best.

Playing God - {Roxanne & Noah} 

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 Roxanne walked quickly around her sister’s room, folding a couple of her blankets and laying them on the blonde’s bed so she would not forget to bring something to keep her warm while she watched the movie. As she left the room, Roxanne wrapped her arms around herself and sighed, closing her eyes as she walked through the familiar halls - managing to keep her eyes closed as she walked. She amazed herself with just how protective she was of Delilah, and it actually managed to irritate her. 

  Sometimes she wished she was back in Memphis with her old friends, but she knew that it was not an option - not if she wanted to keep Delilah safe. And she did, more than anything, but… sometimes, for a few seconds, she wished it was just herself. Roxanne against the world, with no one to care about or any worries. But that was not the way life went, and she had to accept it.

  The brunette opened her eyes as she reached the doors that led to the gardens and sighed, sitting down in front of the large white panel  waiting for something - anything to happen.

  At first Noah was planning on missing the event, those movies weren’t ones that he’d show any interest in. He’d rather watch an action movie or something that wouldn’t make him feel the need to drink, although he almost always felt the need to drink; standing in the kitchen he filled a plastic bottle up with some vodka that he’d stolen from the staff room. Noah put the cap on the bottle securely before shoving the empty glass vodka bottle into the bin.

 He headed out the door to the garden where the event was to be held, glancing around to make sure no teachers were around yet so he could drink his vodka freely. As Noah looked around he noticed a brown haired sitting in front of one of the panels. He approached her slowly and as quietly as he could, a playful smirk pulling at his lips as he squeezed her shoulder softly; attempting to scare her. Noah was always trying to make great first impressions.




I was going to keep myself to myself but I think that would be selfish of me to not share my brilliance.  

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Interesting. I guess so, though I believe she might have been wrong.

Come on, Beautiful. You know my mum was right. She was almost always right.




I was going to keep myself to myself but I think that would be selfish of me to not share my brilliance.  

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Didn’t your mamma teach you that big egos are ugly, Mr. Durbin?

Nah, she always said I was intelligent and handsome…And you have to listen to your parents, don’t you? 




I was going to keep myself to myself but I think that would be selfish of me to not share my brilliance.  

I’m Noah. Noah Durbin.




I guess I should say hi. 

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I’m Roxanne.

Smile, gorgeous. 

I’m Noah, Noah Durbin.