Julian Alvarez (![]() ![]() @ 2014-07-22 19:47:00 |
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NKN was generally underpopulated over the summer. The massive hordes of teenaged superhumans had long ago been unleashed upon New Waverly, returned to their homes with their families for the break. The summer classes were either ongoing or finished. Only a few buildings remained open for mentoring and facilitation for the few students in desperate need of it. Even so, the small, outdoor arena was one of the few areas in the city where Julian could do a little showing-off without causing permanent property damage. For this particular demonstration, he would need access to plenty of earth. And most of it that he could get to without sparking mass protests from the city's construction and traffic workers was in this field. Students lounged across the steel bleachers here and there, talking amongst themselves. They hadn't seen him shuffle out of the gym with his careful, halting stride yet. As he surveyed the crowd, he noticed that out of the dozens or so who had cared to show up, over half of them were sixteen. Therefore, much of this audience came with little to no knowledge of who Julian Alvarez used to be. But there was at least one person there who knew better than anybody. She was already waiting outside for him. Julian saddled up to his sister, Francesca, and gave her a grin as lopsided as his gait. "Tough crowd, huh?" |