INTRO LOG

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[[Exactly what it says on the tin! This is just an initial log to sort of get things started and is largely freeform, open to (but not limited to):

-Meetings before classes start
-First day business
-Dorm shenanigans meetings
-First classes in progress
-or whatever the heck else you want to do for beginning-of-term things!

There's a CR meme up now for some initial planning if you like, or feel free to just hop in here.]]

Comments

[poweryetunknown]

... Ah.

[It's not really that hard. He figured most people here didn't have great family situations. This guy seems to have it worse than most.]</small Do people... look, I'm just gonna come straight out and say it - do most people know who can do what here?

[ex_outofcontrol435]

Only the telepaths know without you telling them. And the profs, obviously. You're not furry or ten feet tall or anything, so it's up to you who knows.

[poweryetunknown]

... Oh.

[Makes sense, sort of.]

What's your policy?

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[Another lazy grin.]

Everyone knows what I can do. Especially people who piss me off.

[poweryetunknown]

Do I get a hint with a possibility of less bodily harm?

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[After a moment's consideration, he sits up again and takes his lighter out of his pocket. Once it's lit, he just pulls the flame into his other palm, then sends it upward in a sudden, blindingly bright jet that might at least get a startled jump out of the kid.]

Not as fun, but you get the idea.

[poweryetunknown]

[He jerks back, but then grins.]

That's pretty awesome.

[He almost said 'cool' but no. That is the opposite.]

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[Bless him for understanding the importance of avoiding hot/cold puns. Bless him.

The flame shrinks down again until it's almost pooled in his palm, one curlicue flickering upward and dancing just a touch irregularly.]

There's more you can't see. But I doubt you could describe whatever you've got to me any better than I could describe this. It's just a part of me. [His glance down at the flame is almost possessive.]

[poweryetunknown]

... Yeah. I can't explain the telekinesis thing either. Or the... I don't know if it's even telepathy. That's sending thoughts instead of receiving them, right?

[ex_outofcontrol435]

There's way more to telepathy than that. [He just shakes his head at the kid's ignorance, until it clicks in - he's a telepath, and he can read thoughts.

Now he's standing up, moving in on Neku in a more challenging way.]

You stay out of my head, and i'll keep the fire to myself. Got it?

[poweryetunknown]

[He holds up his hands, not trying to get into a fight. Not this early.]

I can't even pick up on anything deep. Just surface stuff that you'd probably say anyway. I don't really care about digging into dreams and fears and all that shit, okay?

[ex_outofcontrol435]

Good. [His posture relaxes a little, but nowhere near as much as it was before.] Telepaths aren't exactly my favourite people around here.

[poweryetunknown]

Gee, I didn't notice.

[The snark is strong with this one.]

[ex_outofcontrol435]

Ooh, sarcasm. One point for effort.

[He cocks his head.]

Telekinesis, though, that's not bad. You just make books fall off shelves when you're pissed, or do you actually have some control?

[poweryetunknown]

No, I've got some control. I can fling things at people, but I have trouble flinging people at things for some reason. Not sure why.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[Oh my god. That's actually the best thing he's heard in a long time. Pardon him, he's just bursting into laughter.]

[poweryetunknown]

[He takes a deep breath and tries very very hard not to rip the kid's lighter out of his hands and whack him in the forehead with it.]

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[That would be a bad move. You don't mess with the lighter.

But when he's done laughing, there's no mockery in his expression. Only genuine admiration.]

At least someone around here has their priorities in order.

[poweryetunknown]

Hey, it'd be useful to know how to do.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

Yeah, no shit. Why throw things when you can throw people? Cut out the middleman.

[He's still chuckling. He's completely on Neku's side with this one, considering he's figured out how to knock people back with the shockwave from his fire without actually burning them.

Too badly, anyway. The clothes get a bit charred.]

[poweryetunknown]

[Can't be perfect.]

I usually use stuff like trash can lids for projectiles, though. It's kind of amazing to see someone fold in half and fly a good long way just from a trash can lid.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

Dude. [Now his eyes are lit up, his smile nearly predatory, but not at Neku.] You get in your first real fight here, make sure you call me. We'll make it one people'll talk about at this place forever.

[poweryetunknown]

[He actually manages to laugh at that one.]

Sure. I'll keep a lookout. I'm sure it won't take long.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

Between you and me? Nah. I've still got some scores to settle, I might call you in instead.

[A quick sidelong look.]

Not like I need backup. I just wanna see that trashcan trick. [Because it really sounds screamingly hilarious.]

[poweryetunknown]

It's pretty fun. Sometimes there's property damage, but... well.

[Who cares?]