[center][h1][color=lightskyblue]Johnathan Quinn[/color][/h1][/center]

[color=lightskyblue]"Wren, and Connor,"[/color] John echoed, to fix the two names in his memory.  [color=lightskyblue]"Pleasure's mine.  And don't worry, Wren -- there's nothing wrong with a bit of sass."[/color]  His easy smile flashed across his face again.  [color=lightskyblue]"I agree -- can't take things too seriously."[/color]  Connor produced a bag of Goldfish, and offered them to the other two.  John raised an eyebrow.  [color=lightskyblue]"I [i]just[/i] had breakfast, and there was quite the spread available.  I'm gonna have to pass."[/color]  The question of what element he'd manifested was unsurprising, though he tilted his head at the stereotypes.  [color=lightskyblue]"Can you really tell by personality?  Not water, no -- I'm electricity.  ...I've been told I'm lucky I didn't seriously damage something when I awakened.  Fortunately for me, my only mishap thus far has been frying my phone."[/color]  John gave an awkward smile.  [color=lightskyblue]"Turns out sensitive electronics don't like significant static charges.  Who knew?"[/color]

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