[u]Atticus Fowler and Codi Bailey[/u]

When the concept of practicing abilities came up, it was decidedly difficult for any new student to figure out how they could train their respective powers without guidance. Atticus was no exception to the rule, and even though he had the faintest of ideas, he wasn’t about to act on them and make himself look ridiculous. He didn’t know how good his first impression was, when he had already waited an entire full day to make one. Although on one level, he didn’t care what other people thought; he didn’t want them to outright hate him, if he could avoid it. He supposed he should just find someone with abilities that could relate to his on some level, which meant he had to find other meta-humans with animal, super-system, or energy powers.

While he was musing over this, Codi approached, with the enormous, highly-colorful-looking creature sitting on her back that gave her a somewhat tank-like appearance, and forced her to slouch. Sometimes people would think she looked tired, because of her posture, but she was actually energetic, and even smiling a bit, being able to talk to someone she knew. Together, they were a unique matched pair of underwater-themed friends, one seeming to have come from the midnight zone, and the other from a tropical sea. Even though Atticus now looked nothing like a human, having taken on his creature form, Codi was not frightened away by the alien-like appearance of it. In truth, because the suit was so poorly suited to his coloration, it looked wrong on him. It looked wrong on Codi, too, and they both looked brand-new, based on the fact that their suits had no alterations.

Atticus tilted his head at her, the mirror-like eyes catching the light, and flashing red, briefly, before returning to their typical, void-like black that could have gazed into a person’s soul. “I guess we could find someone who would be willing to train with us?” He asked, his voice whisper-like and strange, warped somewhat by the long, snout-like shape of his jaws, while he vaguely prompted Codi for some sort of assurance he wasn’t the only one confused as to what they should be doing. He didn’t show confusion, and it was especially difficult to read on non-human features. Codi, though, was capable of picking up on it.

Codi looked uneasy, “I guess we could ask one of the older students...I’ve never been in this kind of situation before.” She said, her voice having a southern accent. Atticus sometimes spoke with an accent, also, but it usually didn’t appear, because for some reason he typically wasn’t inclined to have one. His words were careful and spaced, slow, like southern speech, but they lacked a drawl

Atticus shook his head, “I haven’t, either.”

He then proceeded to look around, and saw a reptilian meta-human, apparently not having anyone else to talk to. “We could go ask him. He’s a meta with animal powers, so maybe he could relate to some of our skills.” He said, nodding at her.

Codi began playing with her hair again, before nodding, “Okay, that sound’s good.” She said. She then proceeded to slowly make her way over to the lizard-man, who would have towered over her, had the maximum height of Reef sitting on her back not rivaled him. Codi’s actual height was normal, but the creature dwarfed her human-like body. She looked up at him, “Uh, excuse me, sorry to bother you, but my friend and I are new here, and we’ve never trained before. We don’t really know what to do…” She then proceeded to drift off, before looking down at her feet, extremely shy in the situation. She wasn’t scared of the concept that this person looked like a giant reptile, but more because she was shy in meeting new people.

She then proceeded to get over her fears, and looked back up to him, “Could you please help us? I’m Codi Bailey, and this is my friend Atticus.” She said, introducing Atticus as he walked up to stand next to her, eyeing Reef’s arms suspiciously, wondering perhaps if the parasite would try to swat someone. So far, it was being compliant and not doing anything. 

Atticus looked at the stranger, “I’m Atticus, nice to meet you.” He said, extending his hand, for the reptile man to shake, if he so pleased. The right hand offered had long, spindly fingers with sharp claws, and webbing between the first joints of each digit.