[h2]Adam Hill[/h2]

Loud music and a darkened atmosphere wasn't anything new to Adam, his father had gone through a 'Rocker' phase at one point, and he constantly was walking into a darkened apartment building with the music from their stereo system turned up loud enough that he could hear it from several floors down. His father was weird like that, but at least he meant well.

It was the people around him that was suffocating him ever so slowly. Spending much of his time alone, Adam wasn't used to being 'On the scene' and for that matter, the center of attention for more then a singular psychical being at any time. 

He was currently surrounded by more then one of the other party-goers, a older looking guy with more muscles then a body builder, a girl with some sort of odd headset on, and another guy with feet that simple refused to stay still, constantly jittering as he faded in and out of sight for split seconds. Adam sighed in annoyance, they had come over while he had gone over to the snack table to grab a soda and were now pestering him about his powers.

[color=8882be]"C'mon!"[/color] The girl asked again. [color=8882be]"Just tell us. You're the only one here not flaunting about their powers."[/color]

That wasn't true at all, he could point out at least one or two oth-wait they were gone. Drat.

[color=007236]"Bud, jus' tell us, we're really interest'd now, what've you got?"[/color] The bulky guy said, gesturing for the smaller male to do something. The gesture was slightly awkward, as if they weren't used to their own weight.


The jittery one began to pipe up himself, but Adam silenced him when he pointed towards him, his tone flat and some what smug. [color=f26522]"You've been fading in and out of existence in rapid motions and constant jittery motions because you've been moving around the party knocking over people's drinks for the past few minutes, that's what I can assume since the I heard the first complaint about seventy seconds ago, and you've pecked the cheek of her,"[/color] His finger moved to the girl with the headset, [color=f26522]"Judging from the slight discoloration of one of her cheeks that occurred shortly after you three approached me, you like her because she makes lunch for the both of you, and that headset on her head allows her to focus her mental energy into something, which you seem to think is amazing from the constant glances in it's direction, and your large friend here has shown signs of not being comfortable in their own skin,"[/color]His finger finally moved to the bulky one, who now looked somewhat shocked. [color=f26522]"Every motion they've made is slightly awkward, the way they carry themselves is nothing like someone of this weight should, and they show no signs of muscle stress, neither from any kind of heavy lifting or sudden muscle growth, pointing your friend as a shape shifter of some kind."[/color]

Not waiting for them to voice any objections, or surprise, Adam pushed through them and walked away, his relief beginning to wash over him as he allowed his mouth another long break. He hated long speeches, and speaking wasn't something he often did, out of both worry and choice. Behind him, the jittery speedster shouted:

[color=9e0039]"How the heck did he know that!? Wait oh jeeze! You know now!"[/color]


Although Adam wasn't looking anymore, something told him that his female friend was hugging him, because he had shut up, and the clapping of a shifting form had begun. Huh, seemed he had accidentally gotten two friends together, and made a muscle bound shapeshifter revert to a smaller form. Good for him, he had done an accidental good.


Pushing his way out the door, Adam Hill took a moment to breath in the fresh corridor air, not stuffed with the carbon dioxide of other living things, and moving to one of the windows, staring out into the night sky, as the moon stared back down at him, unfeeling, yet always watching. A constant companion that never had never judged him for how he was born, nor the life choices he had made. He liked the night sky, it left a lot to the imagination. Sadly, he couldn't spend time staring up into the atmosphere of his planet out at what lay beyond forever, so he tore his eyes away, and began making his way down the corridor towards the lockers. He wanted to retrieve his pack he had stowed away in there before he had been whisked away to the party.

Something caught his eye, and he paused for a moment, his gaze moving across the strange scene down in the courtyard. Well then, this was interesting. If he had spent any more time in that party he might have missed it. The headmaster was exchanging a child for something, though from the distance he was at, he could make out any details about what it was exactly. Whatever it was, it was worth a child's life, which meant it had a high probability to be something the masked man shouldn't have access to and the child was the trade off, meaning that whatever the headmaster had just handed over, was something that would hold grave consequences for somebody. The question was who, and when.

He wasn't the only one who had taken notice however, which was interesting. Only one thing to do he supposed. He made a small motion at them, signaling that he had seen as well, before he moved away from the window. He would do something interesting tomorrow, he was tired. 

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