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Nik's eyes widened in shock at the sight of flames. His roommate claimed he was only fireproof... being able to produce fire made things a little more interesting. He gave a smile back, readjusting the strap of his backpack. When he was questioned about the others and Sally in particular, he let out an embarrassed sigh through a slightly pained expression. [color=ed1c24]"To be entirely honest... I kind of spaced. Nathan is kind of fine, but he's kind of... hysterical. Seems pretty down on himself, but overall seems to have healed relatively well. To be honest, kind of got in another fight cause Una manifested another Isaac with her mind. Joe woke her up while I kicked its ass..."[/color]

He chuckled a little. It was day one and things were already insane. [color=ed1c24]"Anywho, I'd love to celebrate with you on unlocking another aspect of your powers, but I've got to meet up with Una and Nathan to study Calc. I'll catch you later."[/color] With that, Nik ran out of the room before Drake could say anything, making his way back out of the dorm and towards the library.

Once there, he found a few people studying. [i][color=ed1c24]Ahh... extras. Every scene needs those. Unless the film is apocalyptic. Even then...[/color][/i] Nik's mind wandered as he made his way towards an empty table in the back corner, always the key spot if you're looking to be a little louder and have a little fun. It was tucked away neatly behind the bookshelves, standing far from the Librarian's desks but close-by to a window. The warm sun cascaded through the window, illuminating the table as if the gods themselves shined upon it... And sitting in one of the seats was a backpack.

Nik knew the rules and codes of ethics that came from reserving a table. The table was reserved if you placed any significant belongings on it. But what the mutant was dealing with was important... for Love is war. This table was a key in the upcoming battle. So Nik did as any soldier would: violated his own morality for the sake of his allies. He subtly switched bags, shouldering the stranger's backpack and moving it to a table two rows over. Once he dropped it off, Nik went back to the table he claimed and rested his feet upon it, scrolling through his phone as he waited for the others.

Once a moment passed, the distinct sound of the throat of a disgruntled party being cleared pierced the relative silence. Nik raised his eyes to see someone from his calc, an acne-ridden kid about sixteen wearing a dorky name-tag that said "Hello, My Name is Eugene." Nik gave a shrug and pointed in the direction where he left the kid's backpack. Eugene's face was one of disgust and anger, yet he sulked away to his new location whilst looking over his shoulder at Nik. Was it a bright idea to violate such basic courtesies in a school filled with super-powered freaks? No. Nik had certainly made an enemy today. But it was worth it.

He continued scrolling through his Twitter feed as he waited for his friends to arrive.