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Lux's favourite place to be was in water, he didn't neccesarily care where said water was providing it was to some degree sanitary. Instead of heading to the dinner hall like most of students did, he had gone straight to the pool after his last lesson, to do a few lengths and relax before heading over to Rohrbach's lab. Even with the knowledge that he'd have to make a move soon, he was on his back floating aimlessly around the quiet pool, normally his thoughts would be peaceful but today they were unsettled, no doubt due to recent events. 

[color=DeepSkyBlue][i]'Life is like being on a river, it's flow is continuous and unforgiving, one minute you're skimming along on top of it, the next you're struggling to keep your head above the surface...it's not going to stop to let you get your bearing, it's not going to warn you when it suddenly veers off to the side or drops you in the rapids, it's just going to keep flowing and drag you along for the ride'[/i][/color] 

He opened his eyes as someone splashed into the pool not far from him, disturbing the water and sending ripples across the surface. With a heavy sigh he pushed himself under the water before spinning and darting to the side of the pool. [color=deepskyblue][i]'Life is like a river? As if that one hasn't been used before...English homework of all the things to be thinking about right now Lux, you choose English homework'[/i][/color] He scolded himself as he resurfaced next to a few students sitting on the side.

[i]"Yo Lux! You missed a pretty awesome meal"[/i] One of the students on the side told him.

Lux merely shrugged his shoulders and pulled himself out of the pool, lifting his hand to wave goodbye before making his way to the changing rooms. [color=DeepSkyBlue][i]'That guy functions like clockwork'[/i][/color] He thought to himself hitting the showers before hastily throwing on some clothes and grabbing his backpack, he still had plenty of time to get to Rohrbach's lab. His predictable associate was usually the first in and the first out of the dining hall and today was the day he always turned up at the pool, reminding Lux he needed to get a wriggle on. Though Lux rarely spoke to his personal alarm clock, he was one of many people that Lux passively used around the university, be it to warn him of time constraints or other trivial things. 

With his mind whirring with the days events and plans for the following day, Lux made his way over to Rohrbach's lab. He was in light canvas three quarter lengths with a plain turquoise t-shirt on and a pair of white sneakers which were more of a last minute thing, he much preferred sandals or flip flops or no shoes at all. Wet blotches had appeared on his t-shirt where he'd failed to dry his torso properly and water clung to his hair, making his collar damp as well. He'd barely registered the buildings he'd passed on his way and only really came out of his trance when he came across Rohrbach's lab, with a small sigh he tucked his hands into the pockets of his jeans and glanced at Penelope, nodding at her as if to acknowledge her presence before he glanced at Eastwood and did the same. He may not have been the most talkative but he still had manners, once he'd acknowledged Eastwood he looked back at the front of the building, quite happy to wait for someone else to lead the way in, he was certainly in no rush.

Lux's powers were fairly difficult to coerce out of him, his personality often worked against him and he was one of the scarce few, or even perhaps the only one that didn't enjoy utilising his ability at all. Adrenaline rushes that had a chance of making him angry, neon light that made him stick out like a sore thumb...then there was the whole hero thing, none of them were entirely his cup of tea. Which was hard considering most teas were his cup of tea...which he'd been told was stereotypical despite the facts he'd pointed out about tea and it's consumpption. His mind went to strange places when he was near Rohrbach's lab...usually to stop him from thinking about what was to come next. [color=DeepSkyBlue][i]'Imagine all of the people who would die for a chance like this and here I am...being stereotypical and whining about it'[/i][/color] despite his thought process he didn't feel guilty about the fact at all.