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"Go to the nurse so she can fix you up, we can talk about what happened later. I promise"
Aiden stood watching incredulously as Pronoia attempted to salvage the situation in her own way; but even as she spoke Cyrus' eyes flitted between her and Aiden with the fear of a scolded child yet Aiden didn't even adknowledge him, as far as he was concerned he'd just be adding fuel to the fire. He didn't want things to escalate further so he simply waited until the lug lumbered away to see the nurse.
The girl turned to look at him stating that she was looking for something, but she didn't elaborate before suddenly dropping to one knee and thrusting her palms out towards him. His head darted around in search of any others who might find this unusual--and besides the jealous stares of boys who had witnessed their altercation and girls who were glaring at Pronoia with venomous envy--none of them seemed to find it weird that this girl was on one knee seemingly "blessing" Aiden. 'If this is a blessing I don't feel much different.' as that thought crossed his mind Pronoia's palms opened and he felt the distinct pull of air rushing around him. Every molecule of water in his vicinity responded to an unheard command, swiftly gathering itself into a solid sphere before rippling outward, stretching until it resembled a cloak. The fabric seemed to move with its own life force, settling softly on his shoulders.
"It'll be harder for people to make unwanted physical contact with you thanks to your slippery new water Golem there, try not to give any more reminders because I wouldn't want you to get in trouble over some nonsense. You deserve better, you're our guest and I'm sorry for what happened I really am."
"Oh! Uh thanks! Sorry if I caused you any trouble with your friend. So this cloak of water is alive? Fascinating"
"Well, ain't that the truth, sis.I mean looking is hard enough"
Aiden's body jolted slightly in surprise, that was definitely someone speaking but no one appeared to his eye, invisibility? Quantum shifting? Then no sooner had he wondered where the voice had come from did the body from the voice materialize from the bleachers directly next to them, his attention now on Aiden. The teens posture was relaxed, carefree and open, and despite the fact that he appeared out of nowhere he felt that this boy was much nicer than Cyrus. The blind violinist complimented Aiden's small showcase of power displaying an interest in his strength, then going as far as requesting tutelage from the young metahuman.
"Oh! Well, um to be honest its not all that great, strength isn't much when it's not tempered with control, and I don't have a ton of that. At least that's what my mom tells me. But if you want a stronger grip you need to get a grip strengthener, I'll usually use it whenever I'm studying, or sitting reading a book, or watching a movie. "
"Right, introductions. Solomon, from the House Of Nature."
"Aiden, House of Matter. Nice to meet you Solomon."
@pronoia @solomon_
"Oh would you look at that, it's my phone. That's so sweet, of you. How can I repay you?"
His smile widened slightly and he passed the device to her. Looking up at her he gave a small wave of his hands and dismissed the thought. "You don't have to do anything! I just thought I was the only person who saw it, figured it would suck if you got to where you were going and realized it was missing."
He was about to offer Pronoia a good rest of her day and go about his when a shadow suddenly overlapped his own causing the young hero to turn, a puzzled look creeping up where his smile had resided; in his way blocking his path out was one of the schools notorioua jocks Cyrus. The seventh year's mutant abilities were powerful, rendering him popular among the schools social elite, and his looks and monstrous height didn't hurt either...now he was looming over Aiden a widening grin on his face like a hyena.
"Actually I saw him pickpocket your phone, he's just being a little creep"
"Excuse me?" Aiden's expression shifted from one of pleasantry to disbelief at this sudden blow to his character. His brows pulled together and a cool composure settled in his emerald eyes which turned into an icy stare, conveying the unspoken message - 'how dare you?'. Aiden shook his head and regained his composure, he listened for a moment as Pronoia attempted to deesculate the tension but Aiden had already had enough. Even in a school for the super powered he couldn't escape the social hierarchy of High School, it was utterly ridiculous; and by the way the girls across from them were assessing the scene he assumed Pronoia felt it too. What sucked even more was that Aiden was confident he could flatten this guy if it came to it but he knew if he did it would cause more problems then it would solve.
'Restraint Aiden. Lashing out with your abilities isn't what a hero would do. Just be the bigger man. You know what happens when you go against the established order.'
He gave the tall girl a final smile "I'm glad I managed to return your phone to you! Have a nice rest of your day."
He turned to walk away when he felt the goliaths paw clasp around his shoulders and turn him back around "Not until you apologize to the cute lady for perving."It was silent for a moment, at least it was for Aiden, the surrounding footsteps and chatter of those nearby completely faded away. All that existed at the moment was Aiden, Pronoia, the hand on his shoulder, and what he was going to do about it. His parents had emphasized restraint when it came to his powers, but on the other hand they had also always taught him to stand up for himself.
'Actually...funk the established order, When they're trying to pull this shit? I'm cool not being at the top of the social ladder, but I'll be damned if people keep treating me this way.'
His eyes raised to Cyrus, that icy look of indifference still locked onto his features "If you'd like to keep playing football this year I'd take your hand off of me." He spoke, his voice barely above a whisper. The bullies grip tightened at these words and he smirked.
"And you're gonna do what exactly? Do you even have any super powers?" A bitter smell of ozone began to surround them, and despite the cool temperature around them the air had suddenly become incredibly hot and dry, Aiden raised his hand and placed it on top of his captors, Cyrus instantly winced in pain as Aiden's small but heavy palm fell upon the top of his hand. Aiden' said nothing, his cool expression never changing as he squeezed down upon Cyrus's large paws.
A large pop exuded from the bullies fingers forcing a pained yelp from his lips and he quickly let go of Aiden, shuffling back a few steps but still trapped by Aiden's own monstrous grip. "I didn't fly all the way from Japan, to deal with people like you. I don't even know you. And I don't take kindly to bullies, popular or not. Remember that the next time you see me."
He let go of the bullies hand ad turned his back to Cyrus trusting the message was well recieved and found himself facing Pronoia once again, his friendly smile returned and he nodded to her, he was about to turn and walk away when he stopped himself, this girl had caused a lot of hassle right now and she hadn't done anything but drop her phone so there must've been something intriquing about her.
'Let's see if we can make our first American friend.'
Sorry about that. I'm Aiden; you got anywhere to be?"
Aiden sat in the bleachers aligning the football with his notebook in hand, the young hero had been enscribing notes ever since his classes had ended for the day documenting the things he'd learned in class. Being in a school for superpowered youths had been much different then what he'd expected, but he hadn't been expecting any of this. Two weeks ago he'd been at home crafting his uniform with his mother; then out of the blue she mentioned that she'd applied him at a school with children a lot like him. Aiden and his parents had a habit of not speaking about their former superhero activities, even when he started to develop powers of his own. However, they still helped him to set certain boundaries with the intention of keeping it hidden. But after some time, Aiden finally made up his mind to use his abilities to help others. Surprisingly, instead of getting angry at him, his mom told him that she had already called an old friend and arranged a flight for him out of the country so he could learn how to control his powers better.
Now he sat on the bleachers listening to the passerby move to and fro all going about their different activities as they cut through the football field to get to the other side of campus, their chatter and laughter filled his ears and he peered over the top of his notebook momentarily and saw something out of the corner of his eye that caught his attention.
A girl was manuevering through the crowd trying to leave the confines of the football field when suddenly, she was bumped from behind and something flew out of her bag onto the soft turf. Aiden rose from his seat, realizing he was the only one who had seen it happen. Quickly making his way across the football field, he found the item: a small, sleek phone. Spotting its owner in the crowd, he ran over to her and tapped her gently on the shoulder with a friendly smile on his face, offering up the phone to her saying "Um excuse me. I think you dropped this."
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