Thread: Jaime and Santana Date: October 13, late afternoon (backdated) Characters: Jaime and Santana Location: Lima Heights Adjacent/Santana's apartment Summary: Jaime tries to figure out his power
Knowing how taxing Cheerios practice could be, Jaime gave BMW an hour to unwind before heading over to her place. He'd been thinking about his power all afternoon, trying to pinpoint exactly when he'd started showing signs of using it. He recalled loosing his text book and it being found under the counter he normally place it on, as well as a few other small things being misplaced, like his bracelet, his car keys, or his wallet. He'd learned to just look under the last spot he remembered the items being and soon he'd forgotten about how weird the whole thing was.
Then there had been that terrifying moment when he thought he might have been losing his mind when his backpack ended up in the front hall. He'd never quite stopped believing that he'd had a temporary lapse in sanity because he had been certain that his bag had been in his room. Now, it would seem, he hadn't been going crazy after all. Still, those things had been simple compared to what he needed to do (not that he could do them any more than he could create a full portal).
He stood outside, staring up at the apartment building as a wave of deja vu washed over him. This was the first place he'd created an actual portal. He was sure of it. There was no other explanation for where he'd ended up the morning after BMW's party. Resolve in place, he entered the building and made his way to the top floor. He stopped at the first door and knocked, holding up the promised pack of sugar free red bull, with a smile, when she answered.