Petyr Jelen

Lieu: École
Heure: 2ème/3ème période
Interagir avec-> Nina par texte 
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Il y avait le Bell d'une minute. Aussi connu sous le nom de "Période pause est presque fini, aller en classe maintenant." Tout le monde dans les couloirs de l'école a commencé à tourner les talons et à faire la porte de leur classe suivante, de peur qu'ils ne soient comptés tard. Les étudiants étaient soudain pressés, les enseignants devenaient impatients, et Petyr Jelen était inquiète malade. Lui et Nina avaient des horaires presque identiques, assez bien, sauf pour leur première classe d'époque; où Nina avait Home Economics, Petyr avait Band. Après la 1ère heure, cependant, ils se sont toujours rencontrés au même endroit pour passer le reste de leur journée. Mais Nina n'était pas venue. Ce n'était pas inhabituel pour elle de courir derrière parce que Home Ec a couru longtemps, mais ne pas être là du tout était presque inconnu. Comme son risque d'être en retard grandit, Petyr fila et partit pour la 2ème Période. Alors qu'il marchait, des dizaines de scénarios et d'explications ont traversé sa tête, chacun pire que ce qui l'a précédé.
Et si quelque chose était arrivé à Nina? Elle aurait sûrement essayé de le joindre sur son téléphone, mais si elle n'avait pas pu le contacter? Et si elle avait besoin d'aide, et qu'est-ce qui lui est arrivé? L'idée même grinçait à sa santé mentale, et la peur n'était cimentée que lorsqu'il a arrondi le coin dans la classe et a vu ce qu'il soupçonnait - une chaise vide où Nina aurait dû être assise si elle avait sauté leur réunion et allé devant lui. Alors que la cloche sonnait et que la classe s'arrêtait, il sortait son téléphone et, aussi subtilement qu'il le pouvait, il tapait un SMS.
Où es-tu? Tout va bien? Envoie-moi un message quand tu auras ça.
A peine l'a-t-il envoyé, cependant, une réponse est venue. Erreur, message non envoyé. Réessayez?
Avant de pouvoir, cependant, l'enseignant avait commencé la classe et il devait tourner son attention vers la prise de notes. Un peu de temps avant la leçon, cependant, son téléphone vibrait doucement. Il l'a sorti lentement et régulièrement, a vu que c'était de sa sœur, et a ouvert le message.
"P- Je vais bien. Mais pas dans les classes b/c pour aider Everett à la loge. Je t'expliquerai plus tard. Les Pls ne sont pas trop en colère. <3 N."
Génial. Everett Wilcox y était impliqué. Quelque part dans son esprit, une partie de Petyr a vu ça aussi pire qu'être blessée d'une manière ou d'une autre. Ce n'était pas que Petyr n'aimait pas Everett, n'ayant aucune raison particulière de le faire. Mais Everett n'a rien fait pour cacher ses racines dans le sud, et, eh bien... Tennessee et Washington étaient des endroits très différents. Certaines choses qui seraient assez acceptables à Nashville ou Memphis étaient loin de tout ce que vous vouliez être pris faisant à Vérone. Sans parler du cerveau de Nina s'est pratiquement reconnecté là où il était concerné. Elle l'a caché à son frère autant qu'elle le pouvait, mais il y a eu des témoignages qui ont été recueillis après 17 ans de vivre ensemble. Elle l'imaginait, il le savait, et c'était assez pour qu'il soit tendu à ce sujet. Pourtant, elle n'a pas été blessée, donc c'était une bonne chose. Il décida de laisser la matière mijoter pour le reste de la classe et prit à nouveau ses notes.
Après la 2ème période, son téléphone s'est envolé dans sa main alors qu'il donnait une réponse.
Est-ce que tu retourneras à l'école avant EoD, ou devrais-je t'attendre à la boutique avant notre service? ~P
Quoi qu'il en soit, les frères et sœurs étaient là pour parler quand ils se sont vus...
Petyr Jelen

“I do not love the bright sword for its sharpness, nor the arrow for its swiftness, nor the warrior for his glory. I love only that which they defend.”
-Faramir, The Two TowersThe Basics
|Name|
Petyr Silvich Jelen
|Nickname|
"Pete": Hates it. When asked why, his response is "It's a bastardization of a completely different name that happens to sound like mine. Don't call me it."
|Birth Date|
October 15th, 1997
|Age|
17
|Gender|
Male
|Sexuality|
Heterosexual
In The Mirror
|In Depth Appearance|
Petyr stands at 5'10", a little taller than his sister, but roughly average height for his age. He has dark brown hair that curls naturally around his head when it's long enough, and try as he might he can never seem to keep it in any kind of styling for long. He shaves regularly, but likes to keep a light amount of facial hair. In addition, he's a complete beanpole; very skinny, but not unhealthily so. He typically wears dark colors, lots of blacks, and enjoys wearing a button-up shirt over a plain t-shirt with cargo pants.
|Scars, Tattoos, Piercings|
None
Getting to Know Me
|Likes & Dislikes|
✔ Rock & Roll
✔ His sister
✔ Winter weather
✔ Pepperoni pizza
✔ Lord of the Rings
✔ His drum kit
✔ Blondes
✘ People who try to bully his sister
✘ Tattoos (not people who have them, the things themselves)
✘ Mornings
✘ The neighborhood Noise Curfew
✘ Small Town USA
✘ Never having known his mom
✘ Mushrooms (same as his sister)
|Hobbies|
Playing the drums, Listening to music, Reading
|Habits|
Tapping rhythmically on things, squatting when in deep thought, & walking backwards when conversing with someone while moving
|Fears|
☠Losing more of his family
☠Rejection & Failure
☠Dying
Delving Deeper
|Personality|
♦ Cheerful ♦ Protective ♦ Quick-Witted ♦ Anxious ♦
The best way to describe Petyr is to compare him to the snowy days he enjoys so much. On the surface, he usually seems very peaceful and collected, but that is because he's very good at hiding his internal struggles under a blanket of serenity. The actuality of it is that Petyr is a bit of an anxious mess, always worrying that he might not measure up in whatever way. When he puts his mind to it though, he does everything he can to pull through for the people he cares about.
|History|
It all happened so fast. One minute, Maria Jelen was on the delivery table having her baby boy coaxed out of her and into the world. Seven minutes after that, his sister followed. And then the problems happened. The monitors went crazy as the newly made mother began to struggle. The doctors cleared the babies and her husband to try and save her, but they would ultimately fail. Such was the first of many rough times that would eventually come upon the Jelen family.
Petyr and Nina's father was forced to take more hours at work to support his family as a single dad, leaving the twins very much in charge of themselves. They came to lean on one another, even more so than most siblings, as they grew up. Nina would let Petyr take the lead most of the time, and he would happily take it in his youth, but as he grew older her deference to and reliance on him would make him come to grips with the idea that he was the acting man of the house while their father was away. From there, the worrying started. What if he messed up? What if Nina or dad needed him to come through, and he couldn't? It was maddening, and it probably would have driven him into depression if he hadn't found a love for music.
Ever since he was 10, Petyr had loved the sound of rock and roll. Particularly the drums, how they resounded throughout an entire song. When he was 13, he decided he wanted his own kit. Knowing that his father couldn't afford it, Petyr took to taking small chores around town for small change; mow a lawn for $5, paint a wall for $7, but he really hit in the winter months when he would shovel snowy driveways for $10 each. Slowly but surely, he saved every penny he could make until he could afford a secondhand kit in decent condition. And then he practiced, at least as much as he could between school and the noise curfew. He would have joined a band at school, but there was no way to do that and hold his part-time job at the coffee shop, so he settled for continuing to practice at home. He isn't sure what he wants to do with his life, but he's fairly certain sticking with Nina will be part of whatever it ends up being.
|Family|
Silvester Jelen, Father. Age 47. Silvester raised his son and daughter the best he could on his own, however his world schedule was rather demanding and left the twins alone quite often. Petyr is closer to him than Nina is, but not by much.
Nina Jelen, sister. Age 17. Petyr’s best friend, and constant companion. They were born only seven minutes apart, but have not really separated from one another for very long. They always have each other’s backs, even if there are secrets they keep from each other (Petyr mainly keeps his deeper insecurities from her).
|Theme Song|
Untraveled Road by Thousand Foot Krutch
”So before we depart, let's leave a mark,
Because light shines brighter in the dark”
My Superpower
|Power Name|
Cryogenesis
|Power Descrption|
Petyr can create ice, snow, and freezing temperatures around him at will. 
|Drawbacks/Weaknesses|
Ice Petyr creates will melt at normal speed unless he constantly supplies it with cold, and warmer areas will require more energy to use his ability. Prolonged use can result in a sharp drop in his body temperature, and if invoked too much will result in hypothermia.