[center][h2][color=Chocolate]Cassius "Cas" Williams[/color] | Lounge[/h2]Interacting: [@KimmiNinja][@Jinxer][@HecateProxy][@CyanideSweetie][@ghastlyinc]
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Cassius' ears rang with painful screech, like feedback from a microphone, amplified into his head. Cass had taken hits and suffered concussions on the pitch, but he'd never felt anything as painful as he was experiencing in the moment. He remained in his position, knelt on the floor until the screeching stopped, replaced by the sound of what was revealed to be Eli bashing a stool against the speaker system. [color=chocolate]"Jesus, man."[/color] He muttered as Eli finished vandalizing property. He reached up to the bar and put the switch to the disco system back into the "off" position.

[color=Chocolate]"New Rule. Don't ever touch that button."[/color] He said as he sat upright. He was surprised to see Eliza, seemingly recovered, bring him a glass of water. He took it and downed it, but stood upright and grabbed the bottle that Arthur had poured from, filling his glass to the brim and sending the contents down his stomach in two quick gulps. With the massive headache that plagued him, he had half a mind to down the whole bottle, but he denied himself the pleasure. 

Instead, he leans over the bar are Arthur talks to everyone, adressing the possibility of their "powers" being dangerous to each other. Cass wanted to shake his head and laugh and tell Arthur he was insane, because super powers weren't possible. However, what he'd seen at the pool, combined with the assault on his senses, pointed to something of an impossible nature. He hated the thought, but it seemed slightly more plausible that Arthur was in fact, on to something. So Cass just listened.

As he suggested that they excercise boundaries for themselves, Cass tried to imagine how he could do that. If his supposed powers had something to do with the berating of his senses, Cass couldn't think of a single safe place aside from sitting alone in his room. [color=chocolate]"Okay, assuming that we all have some kind of power, which we don't even know yet, how in the world would we ever organize a way to keep everyone safe? If my powers,"[/color] He threw up air quotes to emphasize his attitude. [color=chocolate]"have something to do with my hearing and vision, then where could I be safe? And if you control water - or whatever - what's to stop you from accidentally killing someone? I mean- water makes up a majority of the body. How do we know that everyone in this room isn't a damn bomb waiting to explode?"[/color] He looked around at everyone, his frustration and anger evident.