[b][color=a187be]Margaret Flinkstein[/color][/b]


Meg listened to the conversation and tried to follow along, but she instead resorted to examining the laptop of Tori’s. No matter how many times she saw what was used to make the device, she still felt a tingle inside of her that made her want to tear it apart and build something out of it. 

As she mentioned Quirks, Meg snapped her head back to Mine. [color=a187be][i]‘What a silly name,’[/i][/color] she thought, then laughed a little to herself. [color=a187be]“Seeing through electronic devices to see what they're made of, that's my Quirk. Yesda says it's natural in our family, and it's been carried down from generation to generation.”[/color] She gestured to her bottom-half of the bunk bed, with the fiber-weave around it. [color=a187be]“Explains a lot, huh?”[/color]

Meg turned her head to see a new girl plop down on her bed. Her eyes lit up as she analyzed the heater. [color=a187be]“Must be cold to the touch, huh?”[/color] She joked, not actually knowing her Quirk. Then, ever so slightly, she scooted over to the bed, an unusually intense look on her face.[color=a187be]“...Later, do you mind if I take a look at  your heater? I've never examined one up close before, and I'd like to see what's inside.”[/color] She slowly moved to look under the mattress, but stopped, knowing that this girl probably wouldn't let her.

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