[center][hr] [hr] [img]http://i.imgur.com/vKMMMtZ.png[/img] [img]http://i.imgur.com/DQ35y17m.jpg[/img] [hr][/center] He never told his mom how he made it all the way from St. Louis to San Francisco, only that he'd flown. He let her assume it was on a plane, and shrugged when she asked how he'd paid for it. He was beginning to realize his mom's home wasn't the Eden he'd hoped for; she was suspicious of him, her other kids didn't like to be around him, and her husband was content to watch him dig his own grave. Aden had too many secrets already, and his cagey attitude about why he'd run away from his dad wasn't helping his case. For some reason he'd expected to seamlessly integrate with this perfect life his mother had escaped to, but that wasn't the reality at all. He would be leaving once the summer ended, this time to a dorm at the college. He wouldn't be reminding his mother of her mistakes from there, but at least he'd be away from his dad too. Or that had been the plan anyway, but as the summer stretched on... he had to get out. Luckily there was a message for him, mixed in with the emails he received about his financial aid being refused. Maybe he shouldn't have been so trusting, but he wouldn't know until he got there. He'd never been out of the country before, even with his new abilities he hadn't considered the possibility. He was eager to see Greece though, and meet with others like him. Would this be the Eden he'd missed out on? He was reluctant to hope. [hr] He left in the night, with his few belongings. Even if this meeting didn't pan out he wasn't going back there. It took him a few hours to reach Greece, a very boring stretch of time spent mostly watching cities fly by, and then trying to sense movement beneath the waves as he flew over the Atlantic. He may have slowed down over Europe, but he only stopped once in Italy for lunch, which he somehow managed to talk the shop owner into accepting his US Dollars instead of the Euros he didn't have. It was't long after that when he dropped onto the roof of a random building in a random city on the Greek west coast. He kept losing service every time he used his magic to fly, so he wasn't sure if it was Epirus, or even Greece, but from a bird's eye it looked vaguely like the right place. He plopped down cross-legged on a balcony just below the roof he'd landed on and pulled out his phone. Service was spotty at best, and kept fizzling out. He wasn't sure if he was outside his coverage range or if it was the lingering effects of being exposed to the electromagnetic manipulations of his powers. It was almost a whole hour later before the phone finally connected to the internet long enough for him to check his email. He replied to the one who'd emailed him, hoping he'd get a timely response. He took a picture of a nearby sign that looked like it might be a city name and hoped it didn't say something stupid like 'Coco's Pizza!' He sent it, as well as the attached message; [i]"I'm in Greece, where do I go from here?"[/i] Epirus was a small area of land compared to some American stretches, but it still wasn't all that specific. He hoped this wasn't some kind of sinister trap, he'd hate to be on some kind of wanted list. [center][hr] [img]http://i.imgur.com/vKMMMtZ.png[/img] [hr] [hr][/center]