[b][i] – Leroy[/i][/b]

Leroy couldn’t help up laugh as he and Seven made their way to the lounge. “You really are like a cat aren’t you?” Then looking thoughtfully up in the sky he commented, “Don’t think I’ve seen a crow around here yet though.” Without any real idea of what was going on or what he wanted to do until the meeting commenced, he would have probably continued to accompany Seven in the lounge if it weren’t for the sudden bump into someone. “Heh, where’s the fire?” He asked.

Recognizing the one that had bumped into him, he raised a brow as he seemed to ponder something, though his smile still did not falter. Leroy generally never met again with people that learned about the true nature behind his abilities. Not only did he actively tend to avoid them, the [s]victims[/s]ones that found out about it were generally not all too inclined to meet him again either. [i]‘Come to think of it, I never really considered how ‘closed off’ the entire academy is. I’d have to select people with more care…’[/i] He thought. Aloud he just replied back to Little Feather, “Yeah, it’s good. Didn’t fall down or anything.”

Her request was… Incredibly surprising. He let out a low whistle. “Have to say, you’re the first to come willingly. And yes, I have some ink on me.” Well, there were the people that became addicted to the ‘joy’ he could give them, but he didn’t count people that were already broken. It was definitely a first for Leroy to have someone come up to him as a willing ‘participant’ when they hadn’t even had a real taste of what he could do. His smile broadened. For once, he actually seemed to be happy from the very bottom of his heart. “It would be my pleasure Little Feather.”

[i]‘Too much people here for my liking though.’[/i] He looked around, but as expected there was a large crowd of fellow students gathered up for the meeting. Leroy eyed a small corner near the lounge building with some decorative foliage. Though they were still near people, there was a good enough space away from the real crowd and they could probably shield themselves from view if they crouched a little. “Let’s go over there then.” He told her, gesturing towards the area he had found. Then thinking about how suspicious their actions probably were he laughed and reassured her, “Don’t worry, I don’t do anything that’d make you uncomfortable. ‘Cept maybe the face painting.”

Keeping an eye on her reaction, he held his hand out to her. “Take my hand if you’re sure you want my help. No ink on it, so no need for worry.” He shrugged. “Since it seems like you’ve been kind enough to keep quiet about my abilities, I’ll help you out. As a special service, you can even choose the emotion you want me to place.” Smiling warmly, though there was something off about the way he was looking at her, he added, “And no, I can’t refrain from using my ability. There’s a ‘default’ emotion that gets imprinted if I don’t focus and… I’m sure you won’t like that one.” He chuckled slightly, but didn’t elaborate any further as he kept his hand out to her.