TimasheTiger

In Enemy Territory

She seemed to get the gist of the explanation, though some of the technical stuff might have been over her head. She explained her origin as well, seemed like she was an elemental as well although...maybe she lost touch with her magical roots...maybe his father could show her something or even...well it was something to think on later. After having mentioned her blushing though he had to wonder if he took his teasing too far, that was until someone gave him the answer clear as day. "Aww look, isn't that cute? She's got a crush on the blind boy! Look how red she is." This looked bad, Grace's aura suddenly shifted, timidity and fear enveloped her and a new aura approached; he felt webs of aggression. The new aura taunted Grace, stricken with fear of this new adversary she slowly backed away. No, he couldn't let that overcome him, but he couldn't just let this injustice take place either. "Ahem!" This attracted the girl's attention as he stepped in-between her and Grace, "you interrupted our conversation, please leave." His face was stone cold, but his insides raged with a fire he wanted to loose upon her. "Ooh what's this? Casanova gonna protect his little girlfriend?" She began taunting him, but he was unimpressed, Grace on the other hand, she probably felt that one. He was going to get this girl away from Grace, he just needed something to give him an edge in the conversation, anything would help, but until then, all he could say was. "I'm not going to ask you again," his body was becoming more like a furnace.

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I'm just trying to think of a way for this bitch to back off and still have Grace, not run off.

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Oh quick question, did you want to control this new character by yourself or are we both allowed imput into this.

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damn it now you're just making me feel bad XD, of course she's gonna get bullied on day one.

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A wave of emotions flooded her aura, but the one thing he was really looking for, was for her to relax and that mad him smile; even more so when he could feel the heat from her cheeks. She tried to be modest about it at first, but eventually thanked him. He couldn't help but smile a little, for some reason, her smiling made him smile, it was...a good feeling, not one he felt often. It seemed like whatever he said boosted her confidence a little and made her relaxed enough to start asking about him and his powers. "Ah, I was wondering when that was going to be brought up," he raised his head up," ahhhh now where to begin... ok, so you know that most supers get their powers through genetics, via some form of mutation in them right? I'm something a little different, a little more wild so speak, but that might just be me being dramatic. My powers are the direct result of being a descendant of a fire elemental, in other words, I can control that element, produce it and extinguish it at will. As for my sight, because of my inherently magical nature, I have access to what's known as a 'mana source' and a power called 'mana'. Mana is a source of energy for all life, it flows and ebbs through everything, but is completely invisible to the naked eye, because of my source, I can sense that mana. While you might see me for what I am, whatever that may be, the way I see you is as this constantly flowing and waving source of colors. I can sense exactly where you are, what actions you're doing and," he smirked at this, "honestly your fiery red cheeks."

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He could feel her smile, but her aura remained almost entirely unchanged; what a timid girl. It wasn't too long after that Mr. Steele fired off again and Grace began to speak to him once more. “Can’t help it.” She whispered back, “I mean… what if I don’t hold up against the others?” Oh man, her confidence was staggeringly low, "I didn’t really get to practice my powers a lot when I was younger… I guess I’m not that confident in myself. Sorry”She paused for a bit before asking another question, “So do you have any siblings? I don’t have any myself, but I kind of always wanted one. It wouldn’t have been as quiet growing up.” "No I...don't have siblings." His brow crinkled, something was eating him, she was changing the subject because she wasn't confident in herself. Damn it, he felt bad for her again, this girl was doing things to him, messing with his head, but that couldn't be the case, because no one could actually be that...that...shit... "Grace," he began, this was going to be a long one, "speaking honestly, I don't think you need to worry too much, I can guarantee you that most of the students here probably haven't had a lot chances to use their powers either, probably for safety reasons. You'll have your shining star or two, but from what I can gather already your water powers already seem to be at a good level. The thing you did earlier today, shielding me from the rain, it may not seem like much, but it was a lot of fast moving droplets of water, constantly showering an area, yet you were moving them out and down away from me consistently without faltering. Even as I approached you remained in the same state, not once did you try to catch your breath. Just based on that initial observation, and for what its worth" he leaned against the gym bleachers, nicely folded up for the school day activities, "I think you're going to outclass a lot of these chumps."

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She seemed much more relaxed now than his first interaction with her not even twenty minutes ago, to Kyle, this was good; however. His brow crinkled slightly at her response, so he had startled her, he actually felt kind of bad for that. For what reason though? The whole thing was so inconsequential, and yet here he was feeling guilt for causing such a minor thing to escalate...well not escalate that might be taking it somewhat dramatically; regardless. "I apologize, I didn't mean to startle you with that. Knowing a person is there when I can't see them is just something that comes so naturally that I sometimes forget about it," he pondered this a bit, his finger rubbing his chin thoughtfully, "I suppose that's not really good, forgetting things like that," he smiled a bit weakly at that, but returned back to more a normal expression. She moved to speak once more until the rather large aura began to speak. His voice was loud and thunderous, actually it was a bit deafening, Kyle found himself digging in his ears afterwards to check his hearing. He told them what their classes were going to be, where, etc. all part of the orientation. When he asked for questions, Kyle remained silent as other students asked their general questions. He pretty much had an idea of what was to go down, but in all honesty, he just didn't care to ask any questions he never felt he needed to, everything else he'd find out eventually. Looking over to Grace, her aura had changed again, back to a nervous frequency. He sighed internally, this girl, how she could be so skittish knowing where she was going... No he couldn't judge her based on that, not everyone was like he was, cool, in control... Maybe it was time to return the favor, keeping his senses open and alert he used his cane to gently tap her foot. When he got her attention he gave her a reassuring smile, as if to say, "don't be nervous."

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Running his finger over the indentations in his watch, Kyle determined a little bit of time had passed since they first arrived in the gym. Personally, it didn't entirely matter how long it took, time was something he could work with and patience had become one of his best virtues. Suddenly voices lowered as the loud tapping of heels to wood echoed through the gym. Perfect timing, he closed his watch and listened intently as the heels came to a stop. “Good morning students, my name is Principal Nightingale, I know, it’s a bit of a mouthful." A bit of a mouthful? Just how low were they setting their standards here? "That aside, some of you are no doubt wondering what you’re doing here.” He put a finger to his chin and thought over her words carefully, she sounded powerful, confident, informative, everything that a good principal would need, even in a school of supers. As she continued on, she explained to the students about what they were doing here, what the school was trying to accomplish, and of course, what their 'special class assignments' were. So they were grouping students into categories, well he was the literal definition of an elemental, so he'd most likely be grouped there, he wondered... "Kyle Parker, elementals." Speak of the devil... He made his way over to the group of students classified as elementals, most of them were conversing among other, either with close friends who were grouped with them or new students introducing themselves to others. Kyle of course, remained away from the group, closer to his silence, he wasn't exactly here to make friends. "Grace Whyte, elementals." He thought as much, her earlier display would make her an avid candidate in the elemental category. He sensed as her aura approached, well...he could only assume, but the vibrancy of it was soft, not nearly as timid or nervous as it was earlier. He sensed movement from her, just from one spot on her body, back and forth, was she waving. Looking in her direction he smiled a little to acknowledge her, "Nice to see you again, especially after such a long time," he grinned a little, a bit of teasing never hurt anyone and it might actually help her relax a little if she was still nervous.

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The bells resounded throughout the hall before falling silent once more. "Damn, guess I am going to be late," Kyle thought, a dry chuckle erupting from his throat. Ah well, he knew damn well he could get away with it this one time, he was, by all legal definition, blind. His right hand ran along the wall, and his cane skittered across the floor, tapping the wall every so often. Often times the walls were bare, but he'd come to a row of lockers or a room door, his hand brushing against the room number and the tiny indentations in braille. He'd already memorized which side had even numbers and which side had odds, so all he had to do was find the right floor, the right side, then he'd be golden. It wasn't too long after the second bell that he found which room he was assigned for homeroom. The door was closed and he tapped on the window pane in the door, requesting that he might enter, a voice replied from the other side, signalling him to enter. "Can I help you, young man?" The voice was male, older, sophisticated, something Kyle could work with. "My name is Kyle Parker, sir, I'm assigned to this homeroom." The sound of papers shuffling preceded the response, "Ah yes, Mr. Parker, thank you for finally joining us, I trust your tardiness won't happen often?" "Of course not sir, just need to memorize the building first," he smiled. "Very well then, as for introductions my name is Dr. Barthandulus, I am the head of the science department as well as your homeroom teacher. You can remain standing Parker, we'll find you a seat afterwards." "Afterwards?" Kyle thought. Papers shuffled once more before the teacher spoke, "alright class, everyone is to head to the gym immediately for special class assignments, let's go." The sound of chairs sliding out from under desks resonated throughout the classroom as the dozen or so students, Kyle included, all made their way to the gym. The Doctor asked Kyle if he needed any assistance, but was met with a smile and a head shake no, stating that he was perfectly fine. This was good though, something his father would have expected of him, he smiled somewhat devilishly, but quickly masked his expression as they approached the gym. When inside he stood towards the back of the group and waited patiently for their 'special class assignments', whatever that entailed.

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Kyle's eyebrow raised itself slightly, her vibrancy was changing, almost shaking, was she frightened? Her voice finally responded after a long moment of hesitation, "G-Grace." Ah, she was nervous, that was...completely understandable. She accepted his thanks timidly, even though his ears were used more than his eyes, he actually had a hard time catching the last bits of it as it drowned out. judging by her voice, she sounded young, around his age, along with her 'demonstration' she had powers, meaning she was some kind of super, like him. The sound of a water bottle being opened, sipped, then closed brought him out of his brief thoughts. "I um..." she started, before the bell rang and she quickly excused herself before walking, then running into the building. Kyle stood standing there, staring at the direction she ran off too, somewhat confused at the sudden departure. Perhaps he had frightened her unintentionally....right the blind thing, and yet he knew exactly where she was to begin with, that wasn't his fault...his caretaker told him about her to begin with. He shrugged, really he couldn't be bothered with this, it was a first chance encounter and it didn't end exceptionally well, end of story, move on. Out of everything said, the girl had at least one bit of useful information, it was time to get to class and NOT be late on the first day. Whistling ever so softly he began to move forward, tapping his cane against the wall every so often as he began memorizing the layout of the building whilst making his way to his first class.