[u][i]Jaska Din Valos.[/i][/u] [hider=Woodkid - The Deer][youtube]N79f30BpOSk[/youtube][/hider] ... A beautiful forest has awoken. The beast-child has lost himself in the most active of this jungle. He sat on a tree-branch in his gargoyle position, staring at the activity with a 'wow' expression on his face. The tree-branch overlooked the most beautiful waterfall the child has ever seen. This jungle was unlike anything he has ever experienced before. He was going to explode this with Henry but... After what happened, he wasn't going with Henry. He was going to experience the jungle for himself. No one here but himself. The lone wolf goes where he wants to. Preys on what he wants to. [i]Lives[/i] how he wants to. True freedom comes to the [i]beast[/i] who takes claws it out for [i]himself[/i]. Jaska would have been fine living in here. The boy had slept in the woods before, all by himself, at least his mother had taught him that. It wouldn't be too big of a problem jumping from beds to the noisy jungle. Though, he had gotten quite used to- what did his mother call it? -Yes, [i]domestication[/i]. A pitiful scion, one raised like a beast, given a life of luxury was an eye-opener. For the Valos, his mother, and the child himself. Nonetheless, he was able to get by from eating from both tables, figuratively, indulging in both lifestyles. Like right now. He was able to sate his bestial urges by living one among the beasts. The child dropped from the tree, his wings were expanded to act as a parachute, he landed on a knee and placed a clawed on the glass. He folded those wings on impact, and he made his way across the floor on all fours. He had his eyes on the waterfall, and specifically, the lake it flows into. He walked up to the edge of it, and stuck his mouth into the water and started drinking it. Slurping it up nonchalantly. Because of his Fire-Heart, it'd be amazing if any bacteria, parasites, or diseases didn't instantly get vaporized by the sheer he gave of. Which also brought up the question of how he was drinking water, when it was his opposing element. He was fine with consuming water, but his problem came when he was submerged in water. Still, he was ever so aware of his surroundings. While feeding, he was told that he could be ambushed if he dropped his guard... And of course, something had approached. From the other side of the lake. A deer. A simple male deer with it's antlers fully grown and rather intimidating. In a jungle? Jaska had thought creatures like that lived in the woods. It didn't run away, it walked up to the water and started drinking. It likely had pegged him as a human. Well, it was time for him to sample the local cuisine. But, the problem was that he was on the opposite side of the lake to the deer. He would have to, close the distance, and stay quiet. The boy had activated his camouflage (his clothes were still visible), and slowly crawled around the lake towards the deer. Making as little noise as possible. He had already made three quarters of the distance, but the deer must have noticed his floating clothes, and the deer ran back towards the foliage. Jaska naturally gave chase, going too fast for his camouflage to keep up with, and bearing his teeth. He let out a rather threatening roar, since subtly was out the window. He was pretty fast, but so was this deer. It was built for four-legged travel... Him? Technically two legged, but he had some advantages over Mr. Deer. For example, Jaska jumped off the ground and climbed up a tree. He quickly climbed over to the branches, and started swinging from one branch to another. The deer was in clear view, and Jaska had built up enough momentum from swinging over the trees. He finally launched himself and fully extended his wings. He glided his way to the deer, with his claws out for a feast. He successfully got close enough, and jammed his claws into the sides of the deer and making sure to dig them in nice and deep. The deer struggled and was thrown off by Jaska's weight, and nearly stumbled. Which gave Jaska a great opportunity to open his jaws and close them shut on the deer's spinal cord, trying to severe it. He had immense jaw strength, but it wasn't enough to instantly snap it's spine. He had to chomp down pretty tightly to accomplish that. But the deer was fighting. Kicking and bucking, but Jaska was doing his damn near best to keep on. Then that satisfying [i]crunch [/i]came when he finally broke it. The deer's body went limp, but it was still alive. Jaska shoved it to the ground as he climbed over it's body and clawed his way to it's neck. He bit down deeply onto it's neck, and ripped it's throat out messily. Blood went everywhere, including the young boy's outfit. The deer was slain, and it was time for Jaska's feast. Ultimately, this jungle belongs to [i]him[/i] now. The one [i]true[/i] apex predator. It is his kingdom, and he is the king. Truly his mother's little [i]masterpiece...[/i] He quickly went for the deer's torso, there wasn't a lot to pick off from it's head. He tore into the creature's body, ripping it open with his claws and tearing chunks off with his shark-like teeth. He wasn't clean. He ate it so ravenously that he had gotten it's blood all over the place. With a trail of blood coming down from his mouth soaking shirt, his claws were dripping with blood. However, before he could continue indulging in his feast, the odor of smoke filled his nose. He raised his head, with the deer's heart in his claws, sniffing deeply. That meant fire was nearby. Nothing made fire but humans. There was a [i]human[/i] in his jungle.... Jaska dropped the heart back into it's exposed body. He pulled a leg, and started hacking away at the base using his claws, until there was nothing but exposed bone. He pulled using all the strength he could muster, but it wasn't enough. He slashed the bone again to make it weak, and using his strength, he put the deer's leg at an angle where he could put his foot on it. He brought down his foot, pushing hard as he could on it, while pulling on it with his arms, until it snapped. Jaska has successfully separated the deer's leg from the body. He kept the leg in his hands, while leaving the rest of it to the maggots. As this place was now his domain, Jaska had to protect it! Make sure that nobody was encroaching on what is rightfully [i]his[/i]. King of the jungle through and through. He decided to take the stealthy route, and surprise whoever. Jaska used his tail to hold his meal, and immediately climbed up a tree. He used the cover of the foliage to stalk. He was near-silent, quiet enough not to be heard by human ears. He followed the scent of the smoke. Tracking it down was easy. He continued through the foliage, until he found the source of the odor... It was Aislin Rose. The pretty lady he had met earlier today. She seemed... different. He hadn't seen much of her, but he was easily able to tell. He didn't know what... And she [i]smokes[/i]. There was nothing that irritated the boy's senses more than a cigarette lighting grown up. For now, Jaska hid in the trees above her. She wouldn't even realize he's there until... until... Well, it was too late. It was an effort to suppress his urges... The one that craved for humans. Aislin was vulnerable as they get. High as a kite, unaware, and most importantly, [i]alone[/i]. He could drop on her and tear her throat out before she even has a chance to scream... Then he is free to [i]feast[/i]... No he will never do that to such a nice [i]pretty lady[/i]. The child in him was breaking through. Until he had calmed down... and wanted to talk to her. Ask her what she is doing here, when there are vicious animals about ([i]Like me...[/i]). Jaska climbed down the tree, and found a branch to sit on that was closer to ground level. Not very far above Aislin's head. However, his mere proximity activated the Fire-heart effect on fire. The small flame in her joint turned into a larger, lighter-like, flame. "Hi, [i]pretty lady[/i]." Jaska still was oblivious to her name, so for now, he was going to keep calling her pretty lady. He was kicking his feet back and forth, trying to look innocent as possible as possible. He was trying to hide that speckle of guilt that he even [i]considered[/i] killing her. He kept kicking his feet, and stopped suddenly. "What are you doing out here alone? In [i]my[/i] jungle?" He was quick to demand, and even quicker to declare the jungle his. He took in two deep sniffs, an realized that the smell was worse than before (Mainly due to being [i]on fire[/i]). The child growled, and plugged his nose with his fingers. He pointed at Aislin's joint. "... And can you put that [i]cigarette[/i] out? It hurts my nose." He was oblivious to the fact that it was reefer. He never knew the distinction between marijuana and tobacco. To his sensitive nose, it was all the same. He was pretty casual about the fact he was covered in blood. [u]Henry Olin, Matt Evans, Atticus Fowler, Codi Baily, Dana Alcott, & Jack Corvo[/u] [i](Written in collaboration between Jazzy, SerpentGear, Mr Allen J, & Maxx)[/i] Henry dropped down from the ceiling heavily when the match was called off. He didn't open his eyes, as the lights were still out, but he did listen. Team two had won, and he hissed audibly at this. He didn't disagree, with the fact annoyed the hell out of him. His team had thrown caution to the wind and charged headlong into battle, and had nearly gotten destroyed. He shook his head and looked over to Mark. "Follow me out." He said, flashing to his normal colors, his active camouflage shimmering back to the visible spectrum of light --- Henry had relocated himself to the inner wall, after running around campus and stapling notices around for the jungle adventure he was planning during his free time in between the classes, where it was, when, etc for students to take notice of. So, there he stood, dressed up in his wet suit, ready for action. He planned to bring them to the waterfall, through the cave first. He had made a note to bring swimming attire. He sighed and opened his eyes at the sound of approaching feet to see who had come to join him in his little expedition. The first person he saw was the omnikinetic, who wore a white douche bag tank top, and some dark green swim trunks. He had some square sunglasses on as well. Henry raised and eye ridge, and scratched his neck, feeling the beginnings of feathers growing from the spiney ridges that went down the length of his neck. "So who else is showing up?" Matt said, finally speaking up. "You're the first so far, mate. You're a few minutes early." Henry replied. "The others should be getting here any moment." A few moments later, Codi arrived, easily recognized by the parasitic urchin sitting on her back, which even complete strangers could come to know her by. With her was a person that nobody had seen before, rather pale in appearance, with dark blonde hair parted on one side. Codi wore clothing that one would expect she had done a large amount of decidedly messy activities in. It was a tan-colored shirt with fish-sketches on it, but there were black stains that suggested grease or oil, and a few places looked as though they had been snagged or worn. The jeans that Codi had chosen to wear were likewise worn and stained. It also appeared that Codi was wearing steel-toe work-boots, although these were kept in surprisingly good repair. The person with her was dressed more neatly, although there was clear consideration for the activity that he had chosen to attend.  He wore long jeans that would protect his legs, and a pair of white running shoes with good red rubber treads on them that were perfect for an outdoors activity. He wore a short-sleeved shirt with a white and red abstract design, which appeared to feature mainly sharks, despite the color conflicting with an ocean theme. What stood out the most about this stranger was that he wore sunglasses, which had a notably dark tint, completely hiding even the faintest impression of his eyes. He did not appear as though he intended to remove them, either. "Hi, Henry," Codi said, smiling, as usual, finding no reason to change her attitude towards the lizard man, even though Atticus had mentioned something about the possibility of either him or the Panda Man roaring and scaring off Jaska. This thought in mind, however, they had both agreed that people had taken the game of Capture the Flag far too seriously, and that it caused confusion even among people with the greatest amount of common sense. Since Codi decided she wanted to avoid the majority of people, finding that they were just as crazy as she had thought, she decided along with Atticus to go on Henry's jungle expidition.  They both intended to forget what happened during training. It was far too ridiculous for them to have an accurate impression of the people they would be around for what they both believed would be a very extended period of time. Atticus, who was the apparent 'stranger' standing next to her, nodded, "Hey, Henry." He said, with a typical cool demeanor. He would immediately be recognized by his voice as the fish-man. --- As it usually was when he was lacking a game to play, Jack was bored. He sat in the corner of the lounge, loudly shuffling his deck of worn playing cards and waiting for someone interesting to arrive. As usual, this request was not fulfilled by the randomness of everyday life, and so Jack left the lounge rather abruptly, brushing into a massive man walking into the lounge. He mumbled an "excuse me" and continued onwards outside. Once outside, Jack stowed the playing cards in one of the many pockets of his beige cargo shorts and produced a pair of black designer sunglasses from where they hung at the collar of his white polo. Jack was exceptionally dressed down today, and he felt slightly off, as if his normal swagger had been greatly diminished. He began to walk towards the coffee shop, with the intent of stirring up some competition there, but was sidetracked when he caught sight of a large lizard man standing near the gates of the school gates with a small crowd of students congregating around him. Henry and Jack had been best friends while Henry was still in college. They'd met in the dueling arena one day, when Jack was attempting to solicit powers from freshmen, and got into an argument. They decided to take their disagreement to the ring, like they saw other kids do. Jack got his ass kicked, and from that moment on began to respect Henry more than anyone else on campus. They were an odd duo, the smooth-talking rich boy and the hulking jungle creature, but they worked just as well as any best friends would. But Henry was a teacher now, and Jack wasn't completely impressed. Henry was cool, but he wasn't quite "teacher" enough, in Jack's opinion. Nonetheless, he was dying to hang out. He walked over with his normal cool demeanor, his hands in his pockets and his eyes hidden behind his sunglasses. He noticed a kid in a leather jacket leaning up against a nearby palm tree, smoking a cigarette and toting a leather jacket over his shoulder. The kid looked like he was lost in the wrong generation. 'Seriously, who still smokes tobacco anyways?' Jack thought to himself. --- Back in Dana's dorm, the young woman was at the computer having a short conversation with her father, Andy Alcott, through Skype. A nice little video chat. Her father was a man that looked almost completely different from his daughter - Being a woman that takes more after her mother. He was rugged, had a beard, and was aging. He had to be in his mid-forties, but he was already losing his hair. He wore glasses, thicker framed ones than his daughter. "You doing okay in school?" Andy asked, he gave her a curious look, that was rather dry at the same time. Dana smiled cheerfully, "Yes. No one is really bothering me this year, which is great." "Good. I want to see you get that computer science major and get back here..." Andy started off. He was curious about something, "... Have you learned anything about that power of yours?" This was a subject that Dana would normally be uncomfortable about, but she knew that her father knew about her power more than anyone else here. "Well... It's hard to 'train' it... But I have learned that I regenerate pretty well when I'm in that form..." "... Has your spine been repaired then?" Andy asked, almost looking like he was getting hopeful. Dana sighed, and shook her head. "No..." She started off, "I don't feel any different." "Out of all the people there, [i]nobody's[/i] been able to even help you?" Dana shook her head again, "... You cannot fix what isn't broken." Despite what most people believed, her spine was malformed at birth. Technically not damaged even in the slightest. She had suspected that it would take someone with a biological or an advanced healing ability. Andy retracted a bit. "... Sorry. I..." "It is okay." Dana was quick to cut him off, "I have to go on a little jungle trip with Henry... Remember I told you about him?" She asked. "Yeah... I remember." Andy hears about the school, and the strangest things that go on there on a basis. He had wondered why his daughter hadn't been scared back under his roof, but she had taken such a liking to the place that she requested to become a full student. "I wish I could be there with you myself, but those rules... And your growing up. You are already a young woman. I trust that you can do things on your own despite your disability...." "I understand." Dana said with a warm smile. "I'll be going now." "Alright, you stay safe." Andy said as he ended the Skype call... Dana almost instantly transformed. This abomination again... Time was of the essence. Dana rolled her way back out of her room. --- Super-fast monster or not Dana was going to make her way to the meeting point. Where was it...? Outside the gates or somewhere like that? Well, Dana didn't know. There was no one in the hallway outside her room, or anyone that paid attention to her. She was still in monster-mode, well... Since it was the most convenient right now, she was going to take the short-cut this time. She swung up onto the ceiling using her extra-limbs, grabbed her wheelchair with a tentacle, and darted across the ceiling like a bat out of hell. If anyone were capable of seeing Dana, they would realize that she was a blur of pure speed. Though, at the speed she's going, and the fact that no one ever looks up, she would be gone before anyone ever noticed her. Her movements sounded like a rush of wind. However, her burst of speed had to come to an end once she made it to the lobby of the dorms. She peaked her head around the corner, and saw it was quite active. Dana gently placed her wheelchair on the floor, and followed and assumed her usual position. Dana didn't say a word to anyone, she just rolled into the room, and immediately turned back into a human. No one would even realize that she was changed. She proceeded out of the room and moved towards the assembly point. Dana noticed how the sun was bearing down on her, thank god she brought this sun hat with her. It was resting in her lap the whole time, she put it on her head and it kept the sun's rays out of her face. She kept moving, and passed through the gates of the school - Once again no one had their eyes on her and she transformed. She sighed, well, she made the closest sound she could to a sigh. Dana spied on the group from a distance. She wasn't the type to make such entrances, but.... In this inhuman body, Dana's mobility was a whole another level. Superior to her even if she was born with the ability to walk, she would never be able to match [i]these[/i] acrobatics. She clung herself to the wall, and quickly climbed up it, then quickly made it down the other side. Dana quickly circled the group, looking for any blind spots... There's one to the left of Henry and Atticus. She quickly darted there, but she didn't get too close. She stayed a good ten feet away. That near incident regarding Victoria reminded Dana not to surprise Henry like that. "Hey everyone." She spoke. To everyone, it would look like she suddenly appeared out of thin air (There was a sound, however). It would be surprising to them since a girl in a wheelchair shouldn't be able to do that. Dana rolled up closer to them, smiling warmly like nothing at all just happened. "I'm here, I didn't know where Tess had gone, but I'm sure she's on her way." She said with a smile. The crippled girl realized that there were some new faces here. A tall boy, had brown hair, he was quite attractive, had that bad boy aura around, but Dana didn't have the hots for him. She was never the type who'd fall for bad boys. Another boy was definitely younger than her by two years, had dark blond hair. Other than that, he was slim, and had little else interesting about him. The girly friend he was accompanying was more unique to him. She had this large growth on her back... Dana didn't know what it was, or what it could [i]do[/i]. Briefly Dana wondered if it was painful... Strangely had this thin build, like any other person, Dana thought that thing on her back would have some effect on her build. Codi looked rather normal in the facial area. With so many people here, all of them probably new, Dana figured that she should introduce herself. She is one of the most well-known students here. "Hello everyone," She started off, "I am [i]Dana Alcott[/i], you all are?" "Matthew Evans." Matthew said. "Pleasure." he said, nodding to the girl. He wasn't too interested in her, she seemed okay, a pretty girl confined to a wheelchair, which kinda sucked. If he could heal her, he would, but there wasn't much he could do for her, as he hadn't learned how to heal yet. Henry rolled his eyes. "Pleasure to meet you Ms. Alcott." He said to her, grinning. He knew in the back of his mind this would be a disaster, but he went through with it anyways because why the hell not, it was fun and no one would get hurt in it. "Good to see you Codi, and Atticus." he said. "Thank you for showing up." He looked to his friend as he approached. "Jack! Long time no speak brother! Where the hell have you been?" he said, clapping Jack's hand into a handshake and giving a bro hug to one another. "Thanks for showing up everyone. We'll wait another few minutes before we depart in case there are any others who want to come with." "So I see the zookeepers have failed to contain you once more." Jack said, a goofy grin on his face. "Why of course!" Henry replied. "They cant contain this raw manly lizard." Jack laughed and the two high-fived, performing a sort of secret handshake before releasing. "Jack?" Dana had almost completely forgotten about Jack Corvo. Since she figured that he wouldn't even be showing up this year. She had hoped to meet him. There were so many people here that she had known, and it was hard keeping up with all of them. She smiled at Jack like a child, "Jack! It is so nice to see you. How has vacation been treating you?" Jack looked up and smiled once more. "Oh hey wheels!" Jack said "Long time no see! Summer was lovely; took a cruise around the Carribbean and learned some spanish. How was yours, muchacha?" Dana laughed at the 'wheels' comment, but that sociable attitude she had evaporated when Jack asked her about [i]her[/i] vacation. She suddenly got a little nervous, she couldn't match Jack in terms of stories. Living on this island almost 24/7 didn't really leave a lot for anything interesting (What was interesting to the outside world was just Tuesday here). "Oh..." Dana rubbed her chin like The Thinker statue. Well, just come clean. "Nothing, much... " "Oh," Jack responded, his smile dulling. He had forgotten that she lived on campus 24/7. Jack quickly searched for a subject change, and found one in a flyer on the gate. He tore it off and scanned it quickly before grinning once more like the Cheshire Cat. "So a jungle adventure, eh?" he asked Henry. [u]Ben Voss, & Shannon Balore[/u] [i](Written in collaboration between Jazzy and Mr Allen J)[/i] [i]'Meet me at the Student lounge.'[/i] Ben's replies were always curt, and to the point. He wasn't exactly a talker, and that translated to writing as well. He preferred action. It was louder than anything he could say if he could speak. He picked up his stuff, stuffing them inside his backpack and getting up, taking his now empty coffee and disposing of it, properly of course. The student lounge was a place he hadn't been to yet, but he heard it had a pool table, and he was [i]kick ass[/i] at pool. He had plenty of time to practice over the years. Plus he was left handed, so it was always semi interesting to play. As he stepped inside, he saw some man harassing a few other girls, and thought of stepping in, but thoughts better of it. He didn't want to make them feel like they were damsels in distress, and it seemed like they were handling themselves pretty well. They were playing pool, just like how the rumors said. He noticed one had been set off to the side, and saw the head had a crack in it. However, instead of forgetting it and choosing another, he took it over the others. He observed it for a moment, finding the damage, and then went to work. He used his ability to meld the wood back together. It wasn't alive, but it was still controllable. When the crack was gone, he went and put it back up with the other pool cues. He looked back to the game, and chose to watch over play, as they seemed to have a game going already and didn't want to jump in. He'd prefer to simply watch for now. He noticed a few other girls(?) at the couch, and gave a quick smile to them. He looked over to the girls across the table and saw that the man was now teaching one of them how to play pool, which was nice. They looked almost like he and his own wife did when they played together against his parents or Pink. He contemplated sending her a quick text, but thought against it. She was on her way, and would probably find him annoying if he did that. He was protective, but not overprotective. He noticed that the other girl was upset though, very upset. He was pretty good at reading body language, he had to be lacking the ability to communicate verbally. This girl simply exuded an aura of sheer discontent. He reached into his jacket pocket and wrote down a quick '[i]Are you okay?[/i]' in his signature neat handwriting. He wrote in a half normal, half cursive kind of way the flowed well without being overly complicated. In his own way it was neat. Something only a person like himself could pull off. Shannon looked up, her spectacles gave her clear vision to see this... giant bear of a man. Muscles, height, good looks, curly hair. Jeez, this man belonged in some magazine. He had to be in his twenties. Which would make it absolutely pathetic if he was trying to hit on her. Shannon stared at the board that was presented in front of her... Looking pretty damn dumbfounded. [i]What? Going to try to hit on me when you can't even talk..?[/i] She wasn't the type to see that people had [i]'good intentions'[/i] no matter how hard they try. Everyone wants [i]something[/i] out of being nice. Probably wants a date. Which will never, ever, ever, happen. "Yeah, I'm fine." Shannon recoiled, and briefly peaked at Abe. While her head was filled with suspicions, she was the type to keep them to herself. Unless she has a good reason to tell them. "... I hope you can hear too. I don't know sign language big man." She hissed, before her gaze went back to Deborah. [i]Or else I'll have to use some handwriting of my own.[/i] Ben looked the girl over, bringing his free hand up to his goatee and rubbing his chin in thought. He pulled the board back when she finished speaking, and erased what he had written. Writing in it's place '[i]You don't look fine. I don't speak sign either.[/i]' he said, placing it in front of the girl once again. He squinted, before pulling it back again and adding another sentence. '[i]Who are those two?[/i]' he said, drawing an arrow on the board pointing towards Deborah and Abe. [i]Oh boy. This guy doesn't know how to take a hint. What a surprise.[/i] Shannon rolled her eyes. While it could have been easy to ignore Ben (Being mute made that easy), it looks like he's not backing off, and maybe he isn't [i]that[/i] annoying. Shannon gave him another look, she saw a metal object around his finger... A ring? No wait, this fool has a wife? That doesn't change her perception of him. Maybe he's just looking for a [i]'side-dish'[/i]. Whatever. He wasn't being annoying, so maybe she'll give Big Ben a shot. But first, Shannon wanted to try something. Since Ben was mute, perhaps they could have some silent conversation. She pulled a square out of her dress, and embroidered words onto it. It said, [i]I am fine. That girl is a friend of mine... and that guy is another jackass looking to get laid.[i] The cloth floated up in front of her, in full display for Ben, for a few moments. Before the embroidery changed around and formed another message, [i]Since you are mute, I decided to level our playing field.[/i] Ben read over her message, his eyes going from it to the man a little ways away, and squinting. He never was able to respect womanizers, he preferred relationships. They always seemed more... fun than one night stands or simple sex. You never got to experience the joy in a person if you didn't give them the chance to be around you for more than one night. He smiled at Shannon's last message though. That was a kind gesture, not one that many would do. Meta human or not. He wrote down a simple message. '[i]My name is Ben. It's nice to meet you.[/i]' he said. He reached behind his back and grew a little flower out of the palm of his hand, plucking it off harmlessly and then reaching around and passing it to Shannon. He wrote down another sentence, erasing the last. '[i]Do you control clothes? Because that's a cool power.[/i]' Shannon wasn't sure if Big Ben pulling a flower out his ass was a romantic gesture or not. Either way, for [i]courtesy's[/i] sake, she took the flower. But, if Ben tries anything, Shannon would give him the wedgie of a lifetime. It'd take [i]industrial tools[/i] to get him out of [i]that[/i] one. The cloth she had between them had changed words yet again. [i]Shannon Balore. I guess it is a pleasure to meet you.[/i] While Ben was 'nice' she still kept her guard up at all times. He had [i]something[/i] to get out of this, and she was sure she'd be finding out what soon enough. [i]Yes, and no. I don't control clothing itself, but what it's made out of. Threads and fabrics and such. I don't think your power is pulling flowers out your ass...?[/i] Shannon replied. Ben made a silent laugh. '[i]Control over plants and wood, and I turn into a mountain dinosaur sometimes.[/i]' He wrote in response. She may or may not think that was a joke. Even if it wasn't. Of course, yet another super flashy power. Well, controlling plants was quite a useful power. Outside of fights she means. He could helpful to her... He could get her some materials in their 'raw' form. [i]That is very interesting... the control of plants, not the dinosaur. Perhaps we can work out an arrangement for you to procure me some more materials...?[/i] To this Ben shrugged, and then gave her a piece of cotton and smiled. '[i]Go crazy.[/i]'. Shannon manipulated the piece of cotton through the air, towards her. She demonstrated a bit of control, and weaved it into many small shapes. The effel tower, a deer, and so forth. This was perfect. Cotton in it's raw form... "... I'm going to need more of this." She spoke. Ben simply smiled at this. He had made a friend.