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Henrietta looked surprised at Poppy's forwardness, but didn't seem to mind. She giggled a bit and then leaned on her arm. "When it comes to the abilities of the other leaders, I really don't think I have the right to tell you: I don't like it when anyone but myself explains how my power works, so I'm not willing to do the same. You know, the Golden Rule: 'Do unto others as you would have others do unto you' - well, so far it hasn't worked yet, but I'm willing to keep trying!" The girl closed her eyes and paused for a moment, thinking of the words to say next. "My ability . . . well, officially, it's listed as mass hypnotism, but everyone else agrees that that's an understatement of its true power. The name of my ability is 'Social Network' and as for how it works-" "Henrietta," the boy behind her interrupted, looking wary. The girl stared at him with a tightened lips before sighing. "Oh, Bill, you already know how it goes: if I don't explain my ability in a complete and honest way, then someone else will, and whoever that is definitely won't make me out to be anything but a complete manipulative witch," she stated. The boy for his part, still looked like he was against it, but decided to abide by her decision. Henrietta continued her explanation: "Anyway, 'Social Network' got its name because of how it works: It's a _network_. I can hypnotize and read the thoughts of a large amount of peope through any kind of social interaction. And when I say any kind, I mean, _every kind_. Talking, internet, writing - if you can communicate with it, I can hypnotize you with it. I can even control the _strength_ of the hypnotism. I can make it strong enough to make you into nothing but a mindless puppet, or - and this is the part that scares people . . ." Henrietta took a deep breath, preparing to drop the biggest bomb that came with her abilities: "I can make the hypnotism so subtle, you would never even know you're being hypnotized. Every action you take, you would think that it was under your power when all along I could've been playing you like a fiddle. I know the limits of my abilities: I could even get you to commit _suicide_ and think it was your own choice, and probably get you to _enjoy_ dying while I do. So far, the only person who can counter my ability is Little Louise: which is why she's so important to so many students. If to a lot of students I'm Satan herself, then Louise would be God's Angel of Death, preventing me from corrupting them with her presence. "Not only that, the hypnotism can spread from people to people like a virus: anyone I've hypnotized before that hasn't been 'cured' can cause the hypnotism to spread just by interacting with another person. Like a zombie virus." Henrietta gave a bitter smile, and the sparkle in her eyes seemed to dim a little. "Now you see why most of the student body won't even look at me except for the ones in my group? Everyone thinks that the only way I can make friends is by hypnotizing them. For a girl who's favorite hobby is socializing and making friends . . . well, you can see why it's particularly painful, right?"

I see no problem with this, although you have to pick who you RP with and we'll probably have to gloss you over every once in awhile. If that's fine with you then you can go ahead and post :D

Henrietta stared at Timothy for a moment as he gave his own piece of knowledge about the Crusades. The people behind her also stared, before realizing that they should probably write this down. Henrietta gave another peal of laughter. "Wow! I didn't think anyone else in this school actually read on that. I take it you've read about the Crusades then? No, of course you have. That's not particulary common information after all, especially the one about Pope Gregory VII - the man had King Henry excommunicated even until he died, and most of the Popes problems and detractors were against him just because he supported the Normans. " The girl sat up straight, no longer slouching and looking more animated. "Since you know a lot about the Crusades you can help us with the journal writing then. You'd be surprised how hard some higher years find Social Studies. It's mostly Europe once you're in third year, so the discussion ranges from the before the Crusades to the World Wars, and some people actually forget who Richard the Lionhearts rival was, I'm talking about Saladin of course, but you probably already knew tha-" Suddenly she clamped up. shot a hand to her mouth, and blushed a little. "Heh heh, I'm really sorry about that. I rarely get the chance to talk with people like this. I only ever get to talk to freshman like this, before they find out what my ability is and join other groups . . . who don't particularly like me." She looked at Timothy and Poppy with a smile. It was a little sad to look at. "I don't blame them of course; from facts alone, the ability I got is _pretty nasty_. I'm just lucky I have my own group to hang out with. That's one thing no one in this school can deny: the groups here give you a place to belong. I don't want to sound like I'm advertising, but it's true." She sighed. "And now I sound like I'm preaching. _Blegh_, sorry about that, I just got into the mood. A-anyway, do you guys have anything you wanna talk about? You're new here, so you have to have a lot of questions!"

Here~! I think the others'll be online soon.

Meruin stared at a Joseph. For a teacher such as him to fail at common sense was . . . particularly disappointing. "How exactly is he supposed to affect her insides if he can't penetrate the _thick hide_ that is her _skin_? If you answer magic, then perhaps you will observe that he is actively dismissing it's use; otherwise, Mithrail would not be so _outstanding_ a victor. Meruin frowned. "Also, with all due respect sir, that was rude to Sol. At the very least he is trying his best and upholding his promise despite his situation; I see nothing boring in a man upholding of his pledge with determination, I see only well deserved pride and a noble spirit." Having said her piece, Meruin returned her attention to the fight. It was true though, that Sol would have a particularly difficult, almost impossible task of winning against the fledgling Celestial.

Knight/Princess and Human/Vampire, if you're still interested.

Meruin laughed silently at his quick admission to hypocrisy. Turning to the match, Meruin gave her own assessment. "From what I have seen, no. Celestial's are abysmally poor at using magic since they can only command spirits, but they're notoriously hardy and strong. This girl seems to be a younger one, so her strength is not the same as those in the books." Meruin peered at Tyler, raising an eyebrow. "I take it you're interested in fighting her?" She didn't want to consider that he was interested in anything else about her.

"Sleeping huh? Well, I guess the library is a nice place to sleep," commented Henrietta, her cheek planted on the table. Looking up at Poppy, she could see the disappointment on her face and smiled. "Hey, no worries, bigger isn't always better! Some guys like them small, you know? Besides, it's all attitude, Poppy - no matter how good you look, if you can't back it up with words and actions then everyone will realize you're just a pretty face, and everyone knows _those_ don't last forever." Henrietta gave a bigger grin and gave her a thumbs up. Funnily enough, her head was still on the table. "Anyway, enough of that, we've had enough life lessons for now. Me and my friend here are supposed to do a study of the Crusades for our Social Studies journal." The blonde grinned and began talking quickly. "I've loved reading up on history, well, reading in general, since I _could_ read. I've committed information on the Crusades to heart, so my guys there are the only ones that actually need to go to the library. I came with them in case they needed help; hey, did you know that there were around eleven plus Crusades, but only four of them were relevant? The Fourth one was the one that proved that Crusades it weren't just about retaking the Holy Lands, but also against anyone the Church deemed an enemy?" The group behind her jumped and suddenly began taking notes, and she grinned teasingly, knowing that that would be their reaction Henrietta continued rambling, showing her obvious interest in the subject but also talking extremely fast. "Also, did you know that no matter what crime you committed, so long as you weren't excommunicated, by joining the Crusades you were granted immediate pardon? Plenty of people joined up, some genuinely remorseful, others simply wishing to escape their crimes - the latter usually did not last too long and were usually shot by arrows from opposing forces as they tried to run away." The golden haired girl took a peek at her group and saw them hastily writing down and comparing notes and laughed silently. She looked at Timothy and Poppy. She whispered, "As you can see, they're a bit too reliant on smarter people, so I like to play this kind of joke on them once in awhile. It keeps them on their toes."

Henrietta smiled and returned the greeting. It was obvious that the girl was a bit shy, so she didn't talk more than she had to, to keep things less stressful. "Ha ha, legions of doom huh? That description suites Little Louise's group more than mine, I'm afraid. We're more of a Roman Senate, and I'm Praetor," she said with a toothy smile filled with pearly whites. A thought came to her and she put a delicate finger to her lips. "I suppose that makes Winston Greek and Jason Persia? Hee hee, that's a funny thought." She jumped in surprise as Poppy swore. "Oh my what happened? Wait, hold on a sec, Bill?" The boy behind her nodded and glanced at Poppy. Gradually, the pain on her foot disappeared. Henrietta gave a glowing smile at the boy, Bill, who blushed in response. "He's a radio healer. He doesn't need to touch or see someone to heal them up. It's really a nice ability." Henrietta dragged a seat closer to Timothy and Poppy and sat down. Her group behind her sighed. The boy she was with earlier sat somewhere in the middle. The golden haired girl did a little stretch with her arms upwards, exposing the fullness of her . . . assets, and sighed as she relaxed her on the table, looking like a slob - if the slob happened to be a Roman goddess. She peered up at the two, not minding how she looked. "So what are you two doing here at the library? Is it a date?" she said with a teasing grin. The boy behind her sighed in exasperation. "If it is, I could give a few tips!"

Henrietta just laughed, despite the awkwardness. Well, it was probably a laugh, but to everyone else in the room it sounded like a peal of musical notes, carefully conducted by an expert maestro. A girl behind her whispered into her ear and she nodded. Her group behind her got a stack of books and took up a table a bit farther in front of Timothy and Poppy. Henrietta and the one boy remained, though she have a cute pout when she saw he was still there. "Freshies, huh? Hey, have you thought about joining a group yet? I guarantee it has many benefits like learning how to best use your abilities and making a whole bunch of new friends and-" The boy standing behind her spoke up. "Henrietta, you're rambling again. We don't want to overload them with information, and remember, you have to make them reach their own decisions, otherwise, people will suspect you more than already. Plus, you've yet to even give your name." Red flooded her cheeks as she realized he was right. Scratching the back of her head, she revised her greeting. "Uh, hey, sorry about that," she gave a dazzling smile, "I'm Henrietta Fawkes, I've been here a few years. It's nice to meet you two!"