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John stepped out from behind some columns. He had been there since Sam had arrived, watching. He knew Armelia would want to meet them first. "So we have a healer, a shadowmancer, and an artist/fortune teller. Interesting. Don't know if any of you are as cool as the assassin who can control light but I won't hold it against you. I cast a big shadow," John said, a smirk on his face. The new kids would run to Armelia first. Who wouldn't? She comes off as a nice girl but she's a bit cold. Not that he wasn't but hey, when they got all sad about Armelia not being as nice as they thought she was, it would be him they ran to. It had happened at the Agency too.
John was starting to doubt Chad's explanation. He had heard Chad mention seeing something that wasn't there. God damn this place was just getting creepier. He decided he'd stay in the Cafeteria with Dean and Leah instead of going with Chel and Chad. He didn't much like those corridors. He was scared. John Wallace was officially scared. He didn't know what he was scared of but he didn't like that. John took a seat on a dusty table and struggled to keep his cool.
Ya John is going to be me when I'm watching horror movies. Something along the lines of, "Why the fuck could you leave the group. STAY WITH THE GROUP!!! No no no don't go into the dark scary basement from which scary noises are coming"
Oh lol duh. I'm tired
John looked at all of them. None of them seemed awful. He wasn't surprised that a woman and a black man were here. The metahuman gene didn't really judge. And neither did he. "So what can each of you do?" asked an Irishman. John looked up and replied, "I can manipulate light." John thought a demonstration might be fitting so he raised his hand and suddenly the light that was coming from overhead had moved to his palm. John directed the now super heated light at a wall and burned the Allies symbol into it.
Oh it might be a tad confusing that there's two John's lol
That awkward moment when you remember the three post rule and you feel like a total ass
John quickly sped up as his competitive voice started talking in his head. He really wanted to win. Even if it was just a stupid race. As he neared her he knocked the back of her broom, hoping that she'd lose control and fall behind.
John smirked and turned his broom so they were parallel. "Ready, Set, GO!" John shouted and took off. He and the girl were neck and neck. Her broom was pretty fast but he and his Firebolt had beaten better brooms than this. However they did have pretty incompetent owners. John made the first turn and was forced to slow down to prevent himself from hitting the stands.
John saw the Hufflepuff Quidditch captain fly up and he stopped and hovered. He returned her wave. "Yah I'm a little rusty. Do you care to race? They won't lett me have the equipment on account that I lost the snitch last year. But I could use some flying practice," John said, smiling, the wind blowing into his quiffed hair.
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