[center][b]Arrival[/b][/center]

	As the train came to a stop Charles hopped out of one of the train cars before any of the workers could do their rounds. As he rushed out of the train yard before he could be found he felt the signal calling him. He would sigh some shaking his head as he soon made his way onto the streets and walked along looking like a very out of place gothic boy. He watched the expressions of those who passed him, most had expressions of disgust, while others of worry. Not many had expressions of kindness, it made him sick how people treated him after the incident, it was like a ghost constantly hanged on his shoulder, though he knows there isn't one.

	Charles would activate his spirit vision to get a good look at his surroundings. One can learn a lot from another's spirit after all. His vision would darken as he would see what first seemed like a flame of various colors would then form into shape of humans. Most of the ones he seen was overlapped with the people that passed him. There was a few that simply floated about but he decided to ignore them for the time being. He hurried along to the Hotel entering within an hour of arriving to the city. He would glance at the various people who be spread about the room. He would simply move to a corner and stay quiet, watching the other. He would release his spirit vision and close his eyes rubbing them, though it is useful overuse can strain his eyes. after resting his eyes for a few seconds he'd open them and looked apon the person he assumed was the one who called them all here. Judging by their positions. Charles had more than enough plans in order to learn control over his abilities, though he wanted to first learn what exactly is going on between all these people and their gifts.