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re_flex ([info]re_flex) wrote in [info]tensor,
@ 2011-04-21 19:56:00

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Noah
Earlier this afternoon.

Since it wasn't school hours, Adrian had ditched his uniform and was wearing jeans, a tshirt, and a navy zipped hoodie. He was waiting in the hall outside the Club Offices in the Darkholme Center for his new mentor. He'd signed up, thinking that he'd never get a bite, that anyone who'd heard of either him or more likely, Jared, wouldn't want to mentor him. So he was surprised as anyone when he'd gotten an email saying he'd been paired up.

His mentor was a high schooler a grade above Jared named Noah Varr, which was a cool name if Adrian ever heard one. Unfortunately there wasn't much else available. He didn't post much in the journals and no one really knew what to say about him when asked. Adrian decided to take a positive spin on it; if no one had anything good to say, they didn't have anything bad to say about Mr. Varr either. So, a plus.

Feeling more than a little anxious, hands stuffed into his pockets as he leaned against the wall, Adrian hoped he wouldn't ruin this. He hoped he wouldn't be too geeky or nerdy or small or girly or anything else, and that Noah Varr wouldn't go right back to the mentoring people and ask for a better mentoree. To make things easier, the mentoring program person he'd met gave him a nametag, so that Noah wouldn't have to ask any middle-school-looking kid if he was Adrian Corbo. It said his name in clear black print and was stuck to the left side of Adrian's hoodie. Feeling self-conscious, Adrian scrunched his shoulders and looked at the floor, trying to keep out of peoples' way.



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[info]modernmarvel
2011-04-24 04:38 am UTC (link)
Intimidated posture, weak grip, insecure conversational skills...Noah sighed internally. He didn't think he had enough time.

"I'm aware of all the students attending this school. I know very few of them personally." After a moment, he added, "Yes, I am your mentor."

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[info]re_flex
2011-04-24 11:13 pm UTC (link)
Adrian guessed it was better that Noah didn't know Jared, at least for now. For a moment he stood awkwardly. The other boy was all business.

"So... what do we do now?" Adrian knew why now that there wasn't much about Noah circulating. He didn't seem the type to need people. "And... how do you walk on the ceiling?"

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[info]modernmarvel
2011-04-25 06:24 pm UTC (link)
"It is an aspect of my powers," he replied, pulling out his phone. He tapped a few keys. "I am going to need some personal information. Phone number, email address, your dorm location and a basic synopsis of your powers and how functional you are." The rest he could figure out on his own. Actually, he could find all of it out on his own, but there we social niceties that demanded adherence.

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[info]re_flex
2011-04-26 05:13 am UTC (link)
Adrian was at first impressed that Noah had a phone (though if he thought about it, a lot of the high school kids had one), but then he was completely taken aback by the older boy's words. It wasn't just the tone, it was... how businesslike Noah was being. Towards him. Little wimpy Adrian Corbo. Adrian was intimidated and scrunched his hands inside his pockets, trying to get his brain to work.

"Uh. No phone. Email is Adrian.Corbo@xavier.edu. Um. My dorm is Fitzroy. And... and my powers?" Adrian blushed. He thought his powers were so incredibly stupid. He hated them.

"I can make my hands into knives." He spoke very softly. Because he was ashamed of how dumb it was.

Adrian didn't have a phone or anything to put in Noah's information, so he just asked, "What about you?"

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[info]modernmarvel
2011-04-26 03:29 pm UTC (link)
"I will send you all my pertinent information in an e-mail." He finished tapping, looked it over and slipped the phone back in his pocket. "May I see your abilities?"

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[info]re_flex
2011-04-26 03:39 pm UTC (link)
Adrian stepped back, cringing. "Here? I can't... I... There's people around!"

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[info]modernmarvel
2011-04-26 03:42 pm UTC (link)
"Do you have difficulty with control?"

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[info]re_flex
2011-04-26 03:44 pm UTC (link)
"I... I don't... I don't know. But you can't flash big knives around a lot of people!" Seriously, didn't he know that? The whole running with scissors thing? It had to apply to bringing out your big ugly knife hands in the middle of a social center.

"Isn't there a more... uh, less populated place? Empty room even?"

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