[center][h3][color=#d40b0b]Zephyr Heidrich[/color][/h3]
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Expecting to be met with enmity or apprehension, it was much to Zephyr’s surprise when what should be considered the polar opposite of such a temperament cropped up. His hair practically curled back on itself as a fusillade of words flew forth. Operating by a preemptive policy he had already braced himself to be pierced by verbal shards of heated glass, though nothing could have possibly prepared him for the response that effortlessly breached his defenses. The same feeling from that distant day had suddenly overcome his frame of mind.

Peace.

It was there, albeit just a sliver, yet it was enough for Zephyr to relax his shoulders slightly in response. [color=#d40b0b]”Th-thanks”[/color] He managed to stammer through choked words as he compensated for the neurological gap that had formed between his brain and larynx. His gaze locked to the floor in an effort to condense his thoughts. Luke spoke in the identical manner that those two did years ago. Speaking of the duo, neither of them had responded to his text as of yet. 

As it was soon revealed by the headmaster when the man shifted his attention, his classmate too has walked barefoot through a rocky path. This revelation only added to the relief he had already been experiencing. Yet Zephyr would wish for one to never live through the hardships that let up to here, the world was ultimately indifferent. It blessed and screwed over people all the like as it abided by an aimless process. If he had a say, he would wish for nobody to be subjugated to anything resembling heartbreak, but that was a quixotic mentality. The struggle he’s faced forged and melded him into the person he is today, and the same theorem applied to Luke. He wouldn't have wanted to change a single thing. Empathy has always been a fruitful foundation for friendships after all.

Before he took the orb of compressed darkness, Zephyr slipped the headphones resting soundly around his neck and slipped them over his ears. The boy was faced with evident perplexion, which he quickly proceeded to clear up, [color=#d40b0b]”Just a quirk of mine.”[/color] He felt it as soon as a mere molecule of his skin came into contact with the ball. It was a lot more to control than the usual, but it was manageable. He could sense the darkness wanting to follow the fundamentals of entropy and return to its original locations, and that urge would only grow stronger as the two young souls would make their way to the pools, as the inexpressive student found out after Kano gave his blessing.

The orb gradually levitated from his palm and floated to his jutted pointer finger. The black pearl began to circle phalanx, heeding to the darkness user’s whim. Although it looked like that Zephyr was in his own little world entirely detached from the conversation, he actually hung onto every word that left Kano’s concealed mouth. Even Luke had his own inhibitions and hurdles to overcome, some of his own and others caused by his bloodline. The student spun on the fulcrum of his heel with the orb in tow, [color=#d40b0b]”See you in the morning, sir, and thank you allowing my admittance.”[/color] He proffered for parting words as he stood by the door ajar. Even though not even a speck of emotion resided within those eyes, Luke could probably draw the conclusion that Zephyr didn’t have the slightest clue where the pools were.

[@Zelosse][@Inertia]