[hider=Kyle] [center][img]https://i.pinimg.com/originals/d3/74/74/d37474b5b35b949dc5dffa99620cf5cf.jpg[/img][/center] [/hider] [center][b][h1][u][color=0072bc]Kyle Hishamie[/color][/u][/h1][/b][/center] [center][i][u][h3]Picking up and ending from the where we were last[/h3][/u][/i][/center] An alarm coming from the phone in his pocket drew Kyles attention from what he we writing in his notepad. Quickly Kyle took the phone from his pocket and turned off the ringing alarm that he saw was set to remind him to look at the time. At times Kyle would become lost in his work when approaching something he found something extremely interesting. Writing about his power and analyzing it was definitely something extremely interesting. Seeing the digital clock on his phone displayed that it was ten to midnight Kyle reminded himself he needed a full nights rest for the the next day. Putting his notepad and pen inside his pillowcase and putting his phone on his pillow Kyle started walking towards the bathroom and taking off his clothes. Starting with his shirt Kyle slowly but efficiently took his shirt off by lifting it from the bottom to over his head. When the shirt had left his head and he could see again Kyle spotted his reflection in the bathroom mirror. Kyles eyes immediately met his reflections eyes. "[color=0072bc]I will master this power and unlock it to its full potential. Besides[/color] ," Kyle said with a grin forming, "[color=0072bc]Wars have been fought and stopped due to words and war.....war never changes.[/color]" [center][i][u][h3]The day of the plot/Seven AM[/h3][/u][/i][/center] Kyle sat upright as seven am came to pass. He had only slept for four hours and laid in bed for the rest of the time. Not really thinking but not falling asleep, simply waiting. He preferred to be working on mastering his power but chose to rest in bed until it was to rise. He sustained some serious damage the last time he used his power, and Kyle wasn't sure if it would happen again if he tried to use his power again. Plus he didn't understand it completely but realized he could sort of feel the way his power dwelled inside of himself. Not so literally, but in a more mystical magical way. The dreams had come back to him while he slept, again none restful or peaceful. The difference this time? They were more clear than they had ever been before while still unfortunately not exactly something Kyle could completely remember in the morning. In this dream, Kyle was standing somewhere but he could not make it out completely. Possibly a hallway? He began walking forward and as he did his path became clearer but if he looked back he would be unable to see clearly. Kyle reached a door with light pouring out of the cracks in its hinges so he reach out and opened it. As soon as his hand had touched the door handle, faint whispers began echoing behind him in the dark. Kyle could not make them out clearly but something in his chest told him not to look back. Kyle walked into the room and saw it was an office of sorts. Kyle could still hear faint voices echoing behind but he pressed and started to look around the room. When he got to the opposite wall of the door Kyle realized there was a desk and two windows. One red window, one blue window, and a black desk. Then just as suddenly as they started, the voices began to become louder and less clear. Kyle pressed his hands against his ears and began to think as hard as he could over the noise. He could feel something was in the desk and he could feel there was something he could see out of the windows, but strange enough Kyle believed the window he would look out of mattered for some reason. The voices were intensifying with every passing second and Kyle began to feel immense pain. Only a short time remained before he felt he could not remain conscious so Kyle make a quick decision. He looked out of blue window. As Kyle peered out of the window he could almost make out someone. That was when he woke up in a sweat. He felt angry at once because he could only barely remember this dream and could not for the life remember who he saw. Kyle swung his foot out of bed and on to the floor. After standing up Kyle started to stretch his arms and legs. He may not be a soldier anymore but a proper workout was essential. His five day a week workout routine was as follows. [list] 5 sets [*]10 regular pushups 20 squats [*]10 crunches 20 crunches [*]10 wide pushups 10 lunges per leg [*]]10 crunches 10 crunches [*]10 tricep pushups 20 calf raises [*]10/10 Left/Right crunches 20 crunches [/list] On the weekend Kyle forgoes his usual routine but run about seven to ten miles. This was not the best workout but it worked for Kyle since he did not like to spend money on workout equipment or a gym membership. The usual routine took about 30 minutes, after which Kyle showers and readied himself for the day. After putting on a short sleeve gray V-neck, black jeans, and dark green low collar jacket. Kyle looked at his photo and saw the stream of messages he had ignored. Nothing of importance was said but he still saved everyone's contact info. Then a thought struck Kyle. These people were the first contacts in his phone that wasn't business, co worker, or family related. He felt very nervous about that. He wouldn't say they were his friends yet but this is how friendship starts. Kyle didn't exactly hate the thought of that. Kyle put his shoes on and started walking out of the door but as he did he spoke. "[color=0072bc]Time to see what's going to happen today.[/color]" [center][u][i][h3]Same day of Plot/ 12:30[/h3][/i][/u][/center] Kyle was sitting on a brown bench in a beautiful park he had happen to see while walking about. He had brought a small black backpack with him containing several items but at the moment Kyle was reading the notes he had written earlier and adding in a few new ones. He has spent the morning testing out his power at various locations and on various people. Several breaks were taken though not out of choice. At the times the pain wa staggering but Kyle could feel his power becoming easier to figure out and control with every pain inducing breath. Kyle was fine at the moment but at one point Kyle had coughed up blood in a public latrine and could not stop for a solid minute. During the morning he tested on if his power worked differently on different people, did weight or gender matter, did it matter what he said or where he said it? Kyle learned several things, such as he needs natural light in order for his power to work properly. He did not yet know if the moonlight emitted from the moon would be sufficient since it was sunny during the morning and day. Kyle surmised he would simply have to test it out at night to see. A persons sobriety matters greatly as it turns out, as a completely intoxicated person is unaffected by Emotional Suggestion.