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[b]Christopher Harris[/b]

Christopher stared at the slightly glowing wall that appeared in front of him. His eyes flicked to the sides, erratically moving across the pane trying to find a way out. He turned around slowly - his teeth clenching as he looked at the man. Dammit! He could hear his father's voice again - rising quickly - How dare this halfwit presume to tell you what to do. He has no authority. Tell him to fuck off and force your way out of this... Do it! Do IT! He forced his thumb nail deeper into the cut on his forefinger - and he could feel a small pool of blood start to collect in his palm. He can't stay here. He was not meant to be among people like these. They did not spend their whole lives in selective isolation. They could act like normal people, react like normal people... not like him. Charming when everything is calm and good, yet blows up at the first sign of discord. HE could feel his breathing start to quicken. 

[b]"I need to leave Dr. Booker. I take full responsibility for the strained situation. I...[/b] (he used his unbloodied hand to grip his chest, pounding it rather violently, causing him to visibly winch - the act seeming to force his breathing to calm a little bit) [b]I overreacted when another student clearly played a light prank - In my shock I offended the group, as a coping mechanism. This is not something I expected, as I had very rarely before had to defend myself. The fact that my first instinctive recourse is such a violent one, affirms that I am not supposed to be here. It would be best for me to develop these skills on my own, where I am not subject to bouts of irrational distress."[/b] As he spoke he could feel his shoulders relaxing, his face taking on his usual practiced calm. He felt his hands relax for the first time since he first saw the tiger - and he offered a small smile. Yes... this was good. This was what he was good at. Feel nothing. Calm, serene - emptiness. The best mood for lying. [b]"I am actually relieved, I had been worried if my various neurosis might offend anyone - the confirmation brings a curious relief. I shall be going now. Goodbye, and sorry for wasting your time." [/b]He turned again, and stared at the wall, calmly waiting for it to lower.