@Ogobrogo Even if Graham represses the day Kyle will still have his back, all the more if he does actually repress the day
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Well Kyle to the rescue, sorta, He is at least drawing the attention away from the poor kid
EDIT 6 hours later:*Chirp Chirp*
EDIT 6 hours later:*Chirp Chirp*
.:Kyle Anderson:.
BRRRRRRRRINGGGGGGGGG
The bell had finally chosen to ring, its note pulling Kyle away from his pointless scribbles. Looking down at the page he just shrugged at the incomprehensible shapes he had drawn before closing the sketch pad and putting it away in his back pack. Then he turned his attention to Meredith, and had to blink a few times as he noticed that he was still seeing all around himself.
‘Seems I forgot to remove the extra eyes’ he grumbled to himself Kyle never like forgetting any additions that he made as stumbling across them later always felt unsettling. Quietly the eyes closed and a moment later vanished. Or most of them did, he left three in place, even put a bit more effort in to them so he was getting a clear picture from them. His earlier episode was still fresh in his mind and not being able to tell who was around him wouldn’t help him at the moment, at least that was what he was telling himself.
The young man also took this time to examine the classmates he had, the first thing that he noticed was that there was quite the age range and he seemed to be one of the older students in the class. He wasn’t sure if that should make him feel better or not. None of them all the interesting at first glance, but considering they all had powers of some sort who could say at the moment. Well save for the cute red head that sat next to him, that had been reading one of The Song of Ice and Fire books.
What? He has a thing for Red hair.
“Gracie?!”
Turning to look as the door flew open and a younger student came crashing through it; Kyle couldn’t help but feel sympathy for the fallen student. He had taken his own fall earlier, but with much less witnesses. He would have gone to help up the boy but the teacher beat him too it, at the same time something about her demeanor seemed different. Something in his gut was causing the hair on the back of his neck to stand up.
The movement Meredith turned around to face the class again Kyle raised his hand “I have quite a few questions, I wasn’t told much about this school before I found myself on the train to here. So I have been wondering what the rules are around here are?” he asked meeting Meredith’s eyes as he did, there was caution in his eyes as he asked as well as curiosity. There was another question he wanted to ask, but asking if someone was human didn’t seem like the most polite or sane thing to do at the moment. He could always ask later, besides he was more drawing the teachers attention away from the late comer.
I'll have a post for Kyle up tomorrow, he has a few question to ask should also be done with my teacher sometime tomorrow as well. This post is mostly to let people I still live.
No one shall ever suspect I am the true puppet master!
Comming up with realistic sounding fake technology is a lot harder then I thought.
@Zoldyck Congratulations on stealing the 1000th post likely without meaning to.
@Zoldyck Congratulations on stealing the 1000th post likely without meaning to.
@NarcissisticPotato your signature potato, right in the feels.
@Zoldyck Because he is playing a teacher mayhap?
So many new characters, seems I need to stop slacking and finish that teacher I've been teasing. Would be done with it by now, but 8m not sure how crazy I want to go with in regards to tech.
Small post up, Kyle is not capable of being interacted with, as he has calmed down somewhat, or he can be left to sketch till class passes.
.:Kyle Anderson:.
The silence seemed to last for an eternity to Kyle, but it was an eternity he was grateful for. It gave him time to come back to his senses, to put the past back in the past. He never noticed the air growing heavier around him, and by the time he was aware enough to be able to it had already dissipated. He was still jumpy; adrenalin will do that to anyone. Taking a few deep breaths he turned to notice the teachers behind him, he was vaguely aware of them when he had freaked out but now he was able to recognize the one on the table.
‘You are an idiot’ he admonished himself, resisting the temptation to face palm. He should have figured it out after the tendril tripped him, who else is there that can do such a thing in this school, he even heard her name before. With an exasperated sigh he stood up, his arm returning to normal in the blink of an eye. Shaking his head he goes and sits at his chosen seat, doing his up-most best to ignore everyone else in the room.
To him the first day is already a disaster, but he’s not going to make it any worse if he can help it. So he picks up his sketch pad and flips to a clean page and starts doodling, to keep his mind off the past few minutes, and maybe once he is done shaking he will try and talk to his classmates.
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