Amanté Stone

Demographics

Name: Amanté Stone

Gender:Male

Course: Engineer Support

Year: Fourth 

Birthday: October 30th

Age: 24

Sexual Orientation: Straight

Moral Alignment: Neutral Good

Hero Profile

Power/Talent: Trained in combat, Advanced skill in engineering.

Weaknesses: literally human. can get wrecked easily

Hero/villain Name: Bionic

Costume Description: He wears a nanobot suit that varies depending on the situation

Gadgets/Tech/Weapons: he’s constantly inventing new ones. his favorite is a replica of his brother’s blaster cannons.

Bio Amanté wasn’t born a genius or anything like that. In fact, as a child he was pretty average. It was his brother that was the super star. And he wanted to be just like him. He was just a kid when victor was hurt, only 5. But even then, he could see the drastic change that went through his family. When Victor finally returned home,  Amanté wasn’t scared. Or Disgusted. Or shocked. His brother was home. His hero. 

As he grew older her attempted to follow in Vic’s footsteps. He played football. He studied hard, harder than any other guy on the football team for sure. Victor taught him everything he knew. And as Vic aged,  Amanté eventually started taking over his repairs and updates. This was when he started to get into biohacking. He would perform small experiments on himself, adding a scanning chip into his wrist, small magnets on his finger tips, anything to improve himself. 

Eventually he graduated high school, a full ride to multiple schools. But wasn’t what he wanted. He wanted in to Lee-Kane. He knew what the school really was and the idea of being able to train to be just like his brother, that was an opportunity. Of hours of pleading and pleading, he convinced his brother to submit his name for invitation. 

It wasn’t easy. He wasn’t a natural genius, born with powers, or traumatized enough to be a natural killer. But he had heart and determination. something he showed when he emailed and called the headmaster...everyday. Just trying to convince her there wasn’t a student in her applicants that wanted it more than him. 

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          “They’ll expect you downstairs soon.” She motioned towards the door that led to the lower level. Her tail flicked in annoyance at the idea of everyone that had gathered in the common area. She had never been one for crowds, even back at Xavier’s but that distaste had only grown as the events of her life unfolded. 

Amante was busy tinkering with one of his latest body mods. He forgot all about the dorm meeting. "Oh fuck." he said looking at his laptop, which was currently uploading new updates to the chips in his hand. "Uh....I can make it..I've got like 5 more minutes on this thing. I'm sure it's just something about whosevers been stealing food out of peoples apartments." he said to Clarissa. He looked up at her, a hopeful smile. "Stall for me?" he asked.

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Maggie bit her lip to keep from smiling as she looked up at Amante. “You look like Hannibal Lecter,” she said. She shrugged. “You left this in the library,” she said, holding up the object in question. “I thought I would bring it to you.”

"Hey! Don't tease a man about skin care. Some of these other reptiles might be fine with it but I am not."he scoffed. He glanced at her hand seeing one of his prototypes. "Little dude must have crawled out my bag. Thanks Mags." he said tossing it onto the sofa. "So, wanna join the skin care crusade? I've got one that buuuuubbles" he sang with a wiggle of his eyebrows.

Hearing the door Amanté got up to answer. “you’ve got really bad timing.” he said, holding his facemask. “I’ve got like 10 more minutes on this thing. What’s up though?” he said finding Magda on the other side of it.

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“On a scale of one to 10, how do you feel about nachos right now?” Peter looked over at Amante hopefully. He’d been starving for ages and was really craving nachos, but he didn’t like to make food just for himself. He usually made enough to share with at least one person, or more depending on how well it would heat up later. “Are you hungry? If you don’t eat meat or dairy, or anything like that, just let me know and I’ll make a batch without that on it for you.” He offered Amante a smile, hoping his stomach wouldn’t growl in the interim and completely embarrass him. ​

Amanté finished chugging the water, giving Peter a thumbs up as he gasped air. He was exhausted from their gym workout, he had no idea how Peter had the energy to want to cook after ward. “No dietary restrictions. I could out eat Wylder right now. I need carbs man.”  Amanté laughed, muscles aching as he stood up. “Lead the way man.” he said as he grabbed his things. He was happy to have made friends with Peter. In a school full of people who could fly and shoot lasers, it was nice hanging with someone like him. Normal.

alex fixed her hair back to place after the twirl and then looked carefully at amante’s trick. she had a grin on her lips for any reason, to just see how they manage to do also beautiful things with their gifts. “do you often charms people like that?” she teased.

“Is it charming?” he asked, shrugging a bit.  He just thought it was cool. “I put in some bio-safe lights last year. Mine respond to brain stimulation, but I also made them to respond to pain. So, if someone couldn’t communicate where their injuries were, they would light up for the EMTs.” he explained. He shut them off, beaming proudly.  

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      “I like to make little stories of their lives. Can you do that up close with all the details?” It sounded like a lot of fun if the answer was yes and their were a lot less easily accessible roofs at the school. Maybe people watching from the ground wasn’t such a bad idea. Cat followed Amante as he took her hand, leading her somewhere. It wasn’t until they stopped and her turned her to face the girl that she understood what he was doing. “So you use it as an observation tool? You don’t actually make up stories about them?” Now it was Cat’s turn to take Amante’s hand and lead him out of the building. “Come on, the sooner I beat you the sooner we can dance.” 

“I’d argue I can do it even better.” he smiled at her. “It’s a fun way to hone my skills. Not all of us were raised by a family of detectives and do it second nature. “he teased her. He let the smaller girl lead him out the pizzeria waving bye to the staff. He was always way too friendly. That’s what his friends said anyway. “Beat me? Goodluck with that.” he laughed. Eventually he let go of her hand, putting his own in his pockets. It was chilly from the seasons changing. “You alright?” he asked looking over at her. “

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     “Sorry, I’m just tired” Hazel frowned, shaking her head. At least he was trying to make her feel better, even if his methods weren’t exactly working. “Oh…that’s really sweet of you to bring it over for her” she looked at the soup in front of her, trying to determine what kind it was before she looked back up at him. “Thank you, I’m sure it’ll at least warm me up” she shrugged gently. She wasn’t big on soup so she didn’t really know which types were good or bad or anything like that. “Maybe not right now but there is something that you could do for me if you were up to it”

“Don't sweat it” he waved his hand. He knew what it was like to feel like the world was caving in when you were sick. He hated being sick. He even too extra vitamin C a day. She mentioned he could do something for her, and he nodded. “Yeah sure. What do you need?” he asked her, moving closer. “It’s nothing gross, is it? “

Riley was at home in her body when it was wrapped in the leather and kevlar of her Batgirl suit but this had thrown her out of her comfort zone entirely. She had never been the kind of girl that enjoyed the fancy dresses and the uncomfortable heels that came with an event like this and she had been doing her best to keep her discomfort to herself, not wanting Amanté to know that she was doubting herself but then they were getting out of the car - they were here - and it had all come tumbling out of her mouth like a waterfall. He was calling out for her but it had been falling on deaf ears until he had pulled her in, kissing her before she could could say another word, the shock of it making her brain short circuit. She looked up at him with wide eyes, cheeks dusted in a petal pink as he called her a good girl and proceeded to give her the affirmation she had needed. “Too much? I’m sorry..” she smiled, shaking her head. “Thank you” she whispered to him quietly as they headed inside. 

“I’d never say you’re too much. BUT considering we’re supposed to be undercover the nervous rambling might tip someone off.” he whispered to her. They walked in and Amante surveyed the scene. The goal was to find their target, a retired argus agent who was lending a hand for class. Once found, lure the target away from the public and incapacitate him. Then get his body out undetected and into the van that laid waiting in the back of the building. He didn’t know what they looked like, which at the very least gave them an advantage. “Let’s split up. You take that side of the room, I’ll take this side. We’ll meet by the bar.” he said to her as he pushed some hair that framed her face. “Meet with you soon honey.” he said normally, selling the married young couple alias. He kissed her cheek and then turned to start looking for the agent.    

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      “People watching? I don’t think I’ve ever people watched from the ground.” She had done it a hundred or so times on the top of low bearing buildings, but never from the ground. “Smoke me? You do know that’s my dad’s whole thing, right?” She teased with a playful smile. Standing up, she collected her things and turned to nod at him. “Ready when you are.” 

“Yeah you should try it. Makes it more personal. You notice the little details.” he told her, taking her plate and putting in the trash with his. He grabbed her hand, bringing her over to the corner of the restaurant. He stood behind her, turning her body to where he wanted her to look.  “Like that girl...she’s checked her phone under the table 5 times since she’s sat down for his date. My guess is, she’s asking for back up or the guy is a major bore.” he said and then turned cat slightly. “and that guy...he’s got OCD. He’s rearranged those condiment bottles 18 times since we got here. Then he wipes the table and starts over.” proud of himself he moved from behind her. “See? Details.” he smiled. “come on, let’s go get your ass beat in Go Karting.” 

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      At the mention of Alex, Cat’s smile faltered for a second but was quickly put back into place like it had never changed. “Well, were you standing in a corner brooding?” She teased, poking his chest with her index finger lightly. Taking a bite out of the side of her pizza, she pulled back with a string of cheese following her. Using her tongue, she pulled it into her mouth and laughed as she watched Amante finished the last half of his pizza in one bite. “Deal.” Cat raised her pinky to meet his, wrapping it around and shaking to lock in the promise. “But if I beat you we still have to go dancing.” 

“it’s called people watching!  And I was enjoying my drink while i do that.” he scoffed, finishing his soda off. He wiped his hands on a napkin. “Deal, but don’t get too embarrassed when I smoke you Todd-Storm.” he joked, winking at her. He stood up, grabbing his stuff and gesturing to her’s. “You ready?” he asked. 

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       “Who else says you’re not fun?” Cat asked, hating the fact that the teasing wasn’t original, especially because she actually thought Amante was a lot of fun. “Yeah, at least there’s that.” Being off campus was a nice treat that didn’t come around very often and so she seized every opportunity that presented itself to leave. “Who doesn’t like dancing? I could be convinced to change my mind about dancing.” Go karting sounded like a lot more fun but she didn’t want to sound over enthusiastic. 

“Alex said it the other day at a party. Apparently, I wasn’t getting lit enough.” he rolled his eyes. But it was all in jest. He really didn’t mind.  He finished his Pizza, practically eating the last half in one bite. His brother and Garfield taught him how to do that. “Uh...probably people who can’t dance?” he shrugged getting up. “Alright well let’s try out the go-karting. And if you hate it then we can go dancing. Deal?” he asked her, holding out his pinkie finger with a smile.

alex gave him a big nod as she dancing to the music. she always loved dancing, but in this world it would be just a hobby for her. just like singing. “ but are you happy now?” she asked stepping on her toes to get closer to his ear. 

“Estatic.” he answered her rolling his eyes with a smile. He grabbed her hand, twirling her as they danced. “Want to see something cool?” he asked before stepping back. He raised his hand and a led light blinked from beneath. He danced and it travelled, up his arm to this next one, blinking to the beat of the music. “Cool huh?” he smirked proudly. 

“Oh, you know. You just have a cute-” He ruffled her hair and she shrunk down a little. Her nose scrunching up as he walked past her. “Okay.” Bonnie frowned to herself. This wasn’t at all how she wanted this morning to go. Here he was, acting like she was some kid sister. She tried not to make her frustration obvious and gave him one of her wide, bright smiles. “The first drawer on the left.” She said, gesturing to it before shrugging her shoulders. “Fine. I guess. You ever have those recurring dreams where you build up all your courage and ask your crush out… only for him to completely turn you down? And then you realize you’re in your underwear in the front of class?” 

Amanté followed her instruction, taking care to make sure to not make a mess. He could be a klutz first thing in the morning. He always joked and said it took 30 minutes before his charm kicked in. “Do you want a cup?” he called behind his shoulder as he placed the coffee filter in and filled it. “Oh those are the worse. I read somewhere it means you feel vulnerable in your current situation. There someone you like?” he asked curiously, not a trace of the small ping of jealousy he experienced. Bonnie turned him down ages ago, and he accepted it. Tried to be the best supportive friend he could. 

Riley was rambling. And yeah, normally Amanté thought it was kind of cute when she got all worked up about stuff. But as much as he’d love to listen to her rant, they were in the middle of a very important grade. “Ri...riles....Riley...” he tried but she wouldn’t listen. With a sigh he grabbed her wrist pulling him too her and pressing his lips against hers. It was enough to shock her silent for a moment. “ Good girl. ... You’re Beautiful. You’re smart. You’re Charming. ” he smiled at her. “Now let’s go, we’ve got this.” he said putting his arm around her as they made their way into the gala where they were going to be undercover as Mr. & Mrs. Brooks.

…good morning - amanté @titaniumandstone 

“Good morning.” Bonnie said to her friend the moment he walked into their living space. She felt herself smile the moment she saw him. Knowing that he probably didn’t feel the same way, she walked up to shoot her shot anyway. Leaning up to Amanté so the two of them were only a breath apart. She glanced down towards his lips. Feeling her stomach churn with nerves. The last second, she placed a kiss on the tip of his nose instead before pulling away and smiling at him. “Sleep well?” 

Amante was still half asleep as he heard the cheery voice of his roommate. He gave her a little half salute when suddenly she was in front of him. For a moment he thought she was going to kiss him, but that must have just been his sleep laced brain. He chuckled when she kissed his nose. “What was that for?” he asked, ruffling her hair some as he continued his trek to the kitchen. “Hardly. Alex made me stay late at some party.” he yawned again. “I’m exhuasted.....where do we keep the coffee?” He usually waited until the campus café opened up but he was gonna need an extra dose of Java if he was going to survive this day. “what about you bonbon?”

“I kind of decided to confront my cousin…” Riley sighed, fidgeting with the sleeve of her sweater. She had told herself that she would stay out of Bruce’s way. That he had made his choice and that there was nothing she could say that was going to change it but when she saw him on the roof she just couldn’t walk away. “And I punched him, too…it’s complicated. I’m sure you probably read about it in the news when the trial was happening and everything” she hoped so, it would be easier than trying to explain. “That’s really sweet of you”

Amante stopped working when she said she confronted her cousin. He didn’t know much about the ins and outs of the situation. But he did know that it had thrown a wrench in the not that well-oiled machine  that was the Bat family. EVERYONE in the hero and villain community knew about it. “ Well...did he deserve it?” he asked curiously. “Nah it’s jut what I do.” he shrugged.