[h2][color=a2d39c]Mason Crawford[/color], [color=dodgerblue]Zachariah Bale[/color] & Casper Vaile[/h2][hr]Mason heard a faint buzzing sound, and looked at Casper for a second. He raised an eyebrow, about to voice his confusion, before a voice interrupted him and made him jump.

[color=dodgerblue]"H͟e͟y.̧ Àss̵h͡ole͞s."[/color] the voice crackled. [color=dodgerblue]"F̕úc͠k͞ yơu ḑòin͏g͝ w҉ith̡ m̨y b͞o̸dy?̵"[/color]

Before them stood - or rather, hovered - a bizarre entity, floating a few feet above the ground. Its body fizzed and thrummed with electricity around a blank human form. [i]His[/i] body? Mason thought, glancing back at the unconcious Zach lying on the bed.

"[color=a2d39c][b]Switch..?[/b][/color]" Mason asked, cautiously. 

[color=dodgerblue]"Wh̢o̷ ̴e̵l̛se̛?̷"[/color] The specter replied, ͜[color=dodgerblue]"̡I ̛m͢e͠àn҉ fo͏r ͟rea͟l͜,̀ w̡ḩo͏ ͠e̸l̨s͘e ͞w҉o͜uld͝ ͏it ̴be?"[/color]

With Casper's attention on the form laying before him, he would never have expected a third person, or rather [i]entity[/i] enter the room. Spinning around to meet the specter, the boy would almost have a heart attack from the frightning sight and stumbled back towards the bed, accidently pushing it a distance. "S-sorry...!" He managed, now having fallen to his behind. "W-wait...You're...?" This electrical being owned the body placed on the bed? 

[color=dodgerblue]"̷W͜ha̵t ͡th͜e̸ f̀u͞c̷k҉ ͟is ̸i͜t ҉w̨ith ̛y͢ou ̛p̵e̶o̵p͞le͏ a͏nd͘ ͝fa҉ll̴in͟g ̴on ͜yo̷ur͜ a̧s̴s͡e̵s a̷ll͢ ̸thé time̢.̕"͢[/color]

"Y-you...scared me..." Casper gulped, still on the floor as he looked between the specter and Mason. 

[color=dodgerblue]"̷D͜u̸d̶ę, c̡'̨m͟on̨.̴ M͜a̸n͘ u͘p.͡"[/color]

As the situation began to sink in, Mason became relieved that Zach was OK; at least in some ghostly capacity, that was. He figured it had something to do with the guy's power. "[color=a2d39c][b]You freaked us out, dude,[/b][/color]" Mason said, trying to explain away the fact that he and Casper had removed his unconcious body from a locked bathroom and placed it on a bed. "[color=a2d39c][b]You looked, well... Y'know...[/b][/color]" he said, shooting another look towards the comatosed body. "[color=a2d39c][b]...Distinctly 'Not OK'.[/b][/color]"

[color=dodgerblue]"͏Nah͏, t̡h̴at'̢s̡ ͠ju̷st̵ how it̕ w̕o͞rk̀s."̨[/color] Zach replied, shrugging, [color=dodgerblue]"̧C̸a̴n't ͠ţàk̀e mý ̀b̸o̸dy ̛wíth͠ mé ̷w͡h̵e̸n̷ I̴ g͜hos҉t͝."̶[/color]

Given the fact that Zach had been in a fight and was called 'freak', his feelings were surely hurt. There was no telling to what extent. Casper didn't know Zach and he couldn't measure his mental stability in any way. Given his situation and then being bullied for it in the cafeteria, it was only logical to assume the worst when finding him unconcious. "S-sorry...we...we didn't mean to overstep...I'll just..." The boy stood, now feeling awkward beyond measure. "I can leave..."

[color=dodgerblue]"Na̕h ̶m͠an ͞i̸t̡'̴s̶ ̡coơl."̡[/color] Zach said, floating past the two and hovering over his body. [color=dodgerblue]"T͠hank̕s ͜fo͞ŕ ͏l̵ày̸i̶ng ̡me̢ ͢ǫut̢ ̧li̛k̡e fr͢i̧g͟gin ̵Sn̷ów͏ ̸Ẃh̷ite̷ tho̢ugh͜.͝" [/color] He floated in place for a bit, repositioning himself into an identical manner as his organic body. He paused for a moment, then allowed himself to drop down and merge. As the process carried on for all of a few seconds, a few stray sparks hit the bed's comforter. Causing a small fire or two. As the meat-Zach regain consciousness, he pat down the fires. Then he groaned, raising a hand to his eyes.

[color=crimson]"'Un uth ya... gah in the 'athrun, get the eye drahs in 'y hoodie 'ocket..."[/color]

Understanding this young man was a challange in and of itself. Casper did however catch that he needed his [i]eye drops[/i] as they were called. Without saying another word, the boy walked into the bathroom to retrieve them. Since he felt like he didn't quite belong as it was, he could at least making himself a little useful.

"Here you go..." Casper spoke silently as he handed the item of relevance to Zach. 

Zach took the eye drops and promptly raised the little bottle above his face, squeezing two drops into each swollen eyeball. He shut them for a bit, then reared back on the slightly scorched bed a bit. "Ah..." He said, [color=crimson]"Thanks, 'an. Eyes kinda suck."[/color] He crossed his legs and rested his hands underneath his head, pausing for a moment. [color=crimson]"A'ight, q'estion. Hah'd ya get inta the 'athroon? I locked it."[/color]

Turning to look at Mason, Casper was also very eager for an explanation. They had been too caught up in getting to Zach for Mason to have informed the younger boy of its specifics. 

Mason had been sitting quietly, weighing up the situation in his head. He masked a wince by scratching his forehead when [i]that[/i] question was asked. If Mason's power was good for anything, it was stealth and acts of espionage; he certainly didn't feel like revealing all his tricks this early on. He shot a brief glance at Casper that said everything he needed to: [i][color=a2d39c]Roll with me[/color][/i].

"[color=a2d39c][b]We called the medical ward, 'cause we were worried.[/b][/color]" Mason knew that good lies were always grounded in some element of truth. "[color=a2d39c][b]They put us through to the janitor and he explained over the phone how to open up the door. Y'know, for emergencies and such.[/b][/color]" he said, in a tone he thought was convincing. 

[color=crimson]"Really?"[/color] Zach replied, glaring at Mason. He snickered a bit and said, [color=crimson]"I call 'ullshit."[/color]

"I...I'm just...happy you're okay..." Casper looked down, unable to meet Zach's eyes, or Mason's for that matter. Why were they lying? What could Mason possibly gain from keeping his power a secret at this place? Even if he [i]really[/i] wanted to, it was going to come out at some point. Well, either way, it wasn't Casper's call to make. "M-my..." The boy began, sighing internally. "My strength...made it easy to make a gap between the doorframe and...the...door...that gap allowed us to move the lock w-without...damaging the door...according t-to the...janitor..." What the hell was he going on about? Well, whatever. He had gone this far. "I-is it really...important...?" 

[color=crimson]"Nah."[/color] Zach replied, turning his head back up towards the cieling. [color=crimson]"Dun gotta ex'lain, I'n on ta ya. Doesn't take a genius."[/color]

Mason sighed in defeat. Zach might've sounded mentally stunted, but... The guy was very much switched on, if you'll pardon the pun. "[color=a2d39c][b][i]Alright[/i], alright,[/b][/color]" he groaned. "[color=a2d39c][b]I didn't wanna come here on my first day and be the one who shows off his party trick.[/b][/color]" he said, trying to think of an excuse that wasn't simply '[i]because that would make spying difficult[/i]'. He rubbed the back of his neck, "[color=a2d39c][b]People can be suspicious of my power. And rightfully so. But that didn't strike me as the best way to get my foot in the door and make new friends, y'know?[/b][/color]" he explained.

[color=crimson]"Ya gunna cut the shit an' just tell 'e already er not?"[/color] Was Zach's reply.

Without speaking, Mason walked into the bathroom and shut the door behind him. Zach might have thought he was throwing some kind of dramatic tantrum, especially as he heard the rattling and scrambling of Mason climbing atop the toilet, putting one foot on the sink and then reaching forward towards the mirror. "[i][color=a2d39c][b]Damn things always gotta be in the least convenient places...[/b][/color][/i]", he muttered under his breath.

Within a few seconds, the tall standing mirror beside the bed began to ripple like disturbed water, and Mason swiftly emerged from the reflective and well-polished surface. "Ta-da," he said in a mocking tone. 

[color=crimson]"Heh."[/color] Zach replied, looking up at Mason. [color=crimson]"Neat."[/color]

Mason disregarded the comment. "[color=a2d39c][b]I'd, uh... [i]Appreciate[/i] it if we kept this on the down-low for now.[/b][/color]" he said, to Casper as much as he was to Zach. 

"S-sure..." Casper nodded in response. It wasn't like anyone would ask him either way. "I...I should return to my room...still haven't met my own roommate...heh." The boy continued, offering the two a soft, albiet rather forced smile. 

"'Eah." Zach replied, sitting up and detaching himself from the bed, heading towards the bathroom. [color=crimson]"See ya."[/color]

"L-let me just..." Casper moved closer to the bed and pulled it back into position. He couldn't just leave a mess behind. "Bye...it was really nice meeting you again...u-under better circumstances..." The boy nodded at Mason who was still in the room before he moved to he the door and into the corridor. With one final wave, the boy would then dissapear into the corridor and back into his own room.