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[i][u]Location:[/u] Astronomy Club
[u]Interacting With:[/u] Too many people help
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Katalina [@kittyluna45]
Scout
Moon [@Kimono]
Gerard [@Inertia]
Austin [@Wade Wilson]
Tessa [@Kirah]
Ashton, Alice [@Undine]
Alicia [@Nallore]
Olivia [@Symphoni]
Malcolm, Jay [@McHaggis]
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[b][color=#81F7F3]"Sir King."[/color][/b]

Sarcasm literally dripped from Gerard's voice [i]and[/i] body as he bowed down slightly in front of King, and it took all the self-control in his body to refrain from punching the kid in the face. Gerard moved on after his smart-ass greeting to speak to Scout, mentioning something about Home Ec., and with a sudden dose of confusion and curiosity curling around her body Scout shook her head and whispered a small [b]’no’[/b]. Once bored with those two,, King turned to grin tightly at those who entered the room next before pulling up a chair and plopping down next to Malcolm. His arms crossed lazily, and his head lolled to and fro before settling to glare in Jay’s general direction. The tension in the room was suffocating, basically, and though Jay seemed to be ignoring him orally King could feel the awkward hate among the varying emotions of curiosity and… Yearning? His gaze quickly shifted to where Jay’s eyes were focused, and a sly smile met his lips as Moon gave him a warm smile. As she walked by a feeling of patience filled his chest, and he let out a soft sigh of relief before the tension returned to the room. 

Scout turned slightly as Moon took a seat behind her, a half-smile tilting her lips awkwardly, and King snorted at her attempt of friendliness before his gaze shifted to the rest who entered the room. Olivia entered the room with a gust of wind, and as she walked in to settle somewhere King found that her emotions were more like a wind storm then Mal’s were. Looking at other students, he noticed that many of them seemed to have varying ways of revealing their inner selves. Ashton’s emotions felt like a thunder storm, rolling around him like dark clouds despite him seeming to be as relaxed as ever. Tessa Gray, who had entered a few moments after the ever excited Austin, seemed to have slightly transparent colors, as if they were half-hidden visually, and Alice’s emotions bloomed around her like flowers, forming pretty shapes and gardens among her small body. King’s face shifted between expressions painfully as all these different feelings infected him, stained him, and eventually he just placed his head onto the desk and groaned in pain.

As soon as the room was almost full of students, Jay took to the front, chalking something up on the board while talking about his experience. King attempted to listen, lifting his head slightly to view the drawing on the board, and then with a heavy sigh he lifted his head and winced against the colors. Jay had asked if anyone else was currently experiencing anything odd, and with slight hesitation KIng lifted his hand high. Thinking briefly on how to explain his current experience, King found a name for the phenomena he felt was lost to the wind (perhaps literally). 

[b][color=9e0b0f]”Though I’m not sure if a stupid eclipse can cause this weird shit to happen… I gotta say that something’s been weird since this morning.”[/color][/b] He stumbled over his words slightly, rubbing his temple as the colors around his continued to vibrantly pump into his skull, [b][color=9e0b0f]”I guess I can… Feel? See? What everyone else can feel, like, emotions? I can see all these colors and I feel like I’m going crazy cause they’re… Affecting me? I can’t think of a word, is there a word? What the fuck is going on?”[/color][/b] By the end of his spiel King was shaking, perhaps terrified of the unknown power that was currently filling his brain with a mix of curiosity and fear and hate and love and whatever else happened to come from those around him. Suddenly, however, a bright blue color shown among the others, and his gaze lifted to see Scout. Her emotions were thick and orderly, sitting in front of her like a shield, and as she leaned forward an inquisitive and knowledgeable light gleamed in her eyes.

[color=436EEE][b]”Empathy.”[/b][/color] She concluded, her blue eyes wide and seemingly all-knowing, [color=436EEE][b]”the ability to feel and understand the emotions of others.”[/b][/color] Well, what else was King supposed to expect from a human dictionary after all. He grimaced at her slightly, though his upturned eyebrows gave away his relief at giving his new found ability a name. She pursed her lips after a moment, and then leaned back in her chair to stare at Jay. [color=436EEE][b]”Can’t exactly prove he has that, though, unless we test it somehow. He’s probably just saying he has some kind of power for attention.”[/b][/color] King narrowed his eyes in anger, shaking as the feeling of disbelief coming from her settled in his mind. He met her eyes, rage burning within his gut, and then he turned to Malcolm, 

[b][color=9e0b0f]”leave it to Silvia Presley to be a rude-ass during such an important meeting, huh?”[/color][/b] He half whispered, though it was obvious he wanted the others to hear his complaint. Sout herself seemed to prickle a bit, her usual poker face contorting into an angry sneer. King relished in the feeling of anger he suddenly felt, but once the overwhelming need to start a fight began pushing at his fists he pouted and focused in on trying to ignore all of the outsider influence around him. Though King was pretty sure this all wasn’t just in his head, he faltered slightly at the idea of him just simply going crazy. The idea of an eclipse that can give powers was pretty stupid, and while he wasn’t the best in science King could easily assume that whatever was happening within this classroom was unnatural, and not directly caused by a goddamn shifting moon in the sky. Everything that was happening today was too much for the now emotionally-distraught King to handle, and with a sudden wave of frustration swallowing up he let his hand wander over to Malcolm’s arm, which he squeezed lightly as if to calm his fraying nerves.