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[center][b][h1][u][color=0072bc]Kyle Hishamie[/color][/u][/h1][/b][/center]

Kyle had stepped aside as the TA approached their group thinking how unusual it was that he would be the last to arrive somewhere. The army was all about being fifteen minutes early to anything, if not you were late. He mentally cursed himself for his lagging behind blaming this  partially on the fact that he had been living as a civilian for so long now. Kavius felt a small twinge of pain in his upper right temple from his earlier experimentation but at least he did not smell like sweat from running to get here or have sweat stains. Kyle was thankful for the small miracles. Walking into the room behind the others, Kyle handed in his paper next. Although to call it a paper would be understating it. Kyles paper was slightly thick from the amount of pages, attached inside a vanilla folder, all hand written. Kyle looked sheepish as he realized he might have gone a little over board.

"[color=0072bc]There was a lot of information relating to the topic[/color]," Kyle said to the TA forgetting to use his power, "[color=0072bc]So I was as thorough as possible.[/color]" Kyle took a seat at the round table two seats to the left of the TA. 

A few silent moments passed before Kyle heard a grunt coming from caleb, who was trying to catch his attention. With a look that held meaning from Caleb, Kyle almost smacked himself mentally when he realized a moment later that he was suppose to be interrogating this women for information. He had almost forgotten after seeing how his paper compared to others. Especially since they had been given such short notice on it, Kyle could not help that he had gotten to it as soon as he remembered it the previous night. So much had happened so recently that Kyle was almost having trouble managing his time. It was difficult to remember as well that his body had its limits and using his powers too much would wear him out and leave him in pain, with a time limit that was not set in stone. He did not have any magic to heal himself and he had yet to test if his power worked on himself somehow. Kyle leaned forward with rested his elbows on the table with his hands clasped together. 

"[color=0072bc]Miss Bella, the midterm isn't really a concern for us at the moment.[/color]" Kyle felt somewhat like he did when speaking to a superior officer. "[color=004b80]to be honest, after the mock ritual exercise, all of us just felt....[/color]," Kyle pretended to search for the world he was looking for, "[color=004b80]More intrigued by knowledge related to that learning topic. The chant, the paraphernalia, all of it its all just.....very neat to know about.[/color]" Kyle leaned in a little closer to the TA and spoke. "[color=00aeef]Doesn't having so many students so interest make you feel encouraged? Like you want to share as much possible with us even if its something we shouldn't know?[/color]"

Suddenly Kyle started coughing deeply, spots of red that stuck to the side of his hand that had been covering his mouth that were clearly visible. The TA looked visibly confused and worried, offering her help to Kyle and asking what was wrong. Kyle could not answer, his head in a daze while a trickle of blood slides out of his nose.