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[code] Grand Ridge Academy – Conference Room[/code] [hr]

Okay, so Rien felt just a little bit bad when the girl who’d helped organise this spoke up. She clearly wasn’t from here, that much was obvious from her accent. Rien placed it as somewhere European. Maybe from Poland? But wherever she was from Rien could sort of understand. They didn’t have much of an accent anymore but they weren’t exactly from here either.

“I guess I better apologise too then,” Rien shrugged, just ignoring Justin’s comment about laying off the alcohol. Okay so he was probably right. Both about that and this not just being another thing. But they’re choices weren’t exactly sound and they’d stick by that. “I’m sorry for pulling a bat into your face.” This was towards Billy, who did look fairly shocked. He’d deserved it but whatever. “And for freaking everyone out so much, especially Andrea. I didn’t [i]really[/i] mean to.”

It was a bit more genuine than the last time even if they didn’t feel a bit more than a little bad. They weren’t exactly the one causing all the drama – that all went to Penny and Claire. They just hadn’t really helped things. 

“Awakened…” Min murmured the word to himself after Britney finished talking, thinking on the word. So in short they’d all gotten powers from the trauma of Scott killing various teachers and classmates. It didn’t take him long to figure out that he was affected to. That would explain the things he’d been seeing when picking up objects and how he just [i]knew[/i] things about them. 

Testing his theory he picked up the jacket Tuyen had left in her rush to get out of the room with the mark on the back of his neck glowing slightly. Straight away he knew that Tuyen was the last person to use it and that she’d left it hanging in a wardrobe for almost a month. He didn’t quite know the word for this, but it definitely wasn’t normal.

Then he must have a mark like all the others, just somewhere he couldn’t see it.

“So if we have a tattoo, we have a magical ability?” Caelea spoke up properly for the first time. She didn’t particularly want to talk to or ask Britney, but it was a burning question. Because as far as she was aware she had the mark but not the power. And she had no clue how to figure out what magical ability she had.

“Well most people here have both, I’d say,” Rien responded even though they didn’t know the answer. “How come you seem to know so much, Britney? I mean I’m assuming it isn’t just in a handy book in the library.”

Min stayed in thoughtful silence – really all he wanted to know was how these abilities worked scientifically, but he doubted anyone else here was smart enough to know that. And now that he’d gotten the explanation he needed he didn’t need to ask anything else.