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zora-goldwater‌:

Zora turned her head towards the presence next to her. She took her time blowing a over-sized piece of bubblegum before popping it almost directly in the person’s face. “I’m real fun at parties like these,” she said, dry in the delivery, and her arms resting back on the table behind her. “I always bring my favorite game: Poison Cups. You just fill up however many cups you want, I add a little bit of my super special ability to one of them, and we drink until one of us loses. Your pick on what winning and losing means.”

Aiden was getting ready to go back to his room. He had about had enough socializing for the evening. No matter what kind of front he put on, he was never good at socializing. It took too much out of him energy wise. The pop of the gum brought him out of his daze and he jumped a bit from the loud noise. In the dark, he couldn’t make out her face all that well, but the voice... well the voice struck a chord inside of him. He heard that voice before.

“No thanks...:

#zora

oliver-lincolns‌:

Oliver’s anger subsided for a moment, replaced with a sickly smirk of satisfaction. He took a threatening step towards the boy, quickly wrenching his face into something more gruesome. “Oh? You don’t want me to hit you?”

Not again. Please not again.

Aiden tried to take another step back, but the wall stopped him. Instead he looked down for a moment than closed his eyes. “Would... anyone?”

#oliver

Aiden didn’t want to go to the bonfire. Not at all. He was not a fan of large social situations such as that and the idea of it gave him anxiety the entire week leading up to it. Somehow, he still managed to find himself sitting on the outskirts of the bonfire, sipping some punch and watching everyone. It felt like every bad school dance his parents forced him to go to.

There was alcohol, but Aiden stuck to the punch. He honestly wasn’t supposed to drink anything and when he did brave it, alcohol always seemed to make his powers go a bit haywire. So as it was, the low buzz of thoughts permeated into his mind from the sheer amount of people. Nothing stood out except a phrase here or there. It was an annoyance more than anything.

But as the bonfire went on, the punch got spiked. Aiden didn’t notice at first. He didn’t notice until someone finally seemed to notice him off in the shadows of the beach. “Hi,” he said, but his words felt slower than usual as he chuckled awkwardly.

#lnaevent #lnastarter #//this got away from me; yo don't have to match at all

#visage ;; {son of steel}

timsy-hafele‌:

Timsy nodded. She supposed it could be quite nice in some cases. You could know someone really, really well. You could know exactly what your friend needed or wanted with hardly any effort. Then again…who didn’t have a mean thought about everyone they encountered at least once? When having a bad day…or a low moment…the thoughts that you shake off and don’t really believe. But for Aiden…would that ruin every friendship he’d have? To know all the bad thoughts you don’t dare say? “I guess I prefer fasting thinking to loud thinking. At least there’s probably some good substance in the former, right?”

“Oh!” She sat up quick. “I’m sorry, Aiden. I didn’t mean to assume.” People were always hurried, weren’t they? To get to the end destination as soon as they could. A spouse. Two to three kids. The perfect house. Maybe a pet. Little saving tucked away–already rushing to the end. What you’re supposed to. She, herself, felt like molasses towards that supposed end. Maybe Aiden felt even slower.

Aiden never really had close friends, even growing up he was a bit of an outcast. He was the shy, awkward kid hiding in the corner. Nothing that his parents did helped to bring him out of his shell. “I don’t really... like being able to read minds,” he admitted quietly. “Sure it sometimes quiets the little voice at the back of my head saying mean things and stuff... but sometimes hearing those mean things coming from the mind of another... it hurts.”

The young man looked down. “It’s okay,” he shrugged. “I don’t really ever see myself... in that type of situation. The whole seeing into someone’s mind puts a damper on things.” He rubbed at the back of his neck. “I... sometimes I wish I was just... normal.”

Shaking his head and exhaled once before trying to change the subject. “But... how are you, Miss Timsy?”

#timsy

oliver-lincolns‌:

“Move. You’re in my space. I’m not going to fuck around here.” Oliver barked his orders, his face twitching with anger. He was always hot-headed, more inclined to throw fists first and never both asking questions.

Aiden visibly shrank at the other’s words, immediately stepping out of the way. “Okay,” he exhaled. “Just don’t hit me, please...” His voice shook as he hit the nearby wall. Shit. He didn’t even know what he had done wrong.

#oliver

timsy-hafele‌:

Timsy looked up to her friend, her eyebrows high. “You mean hearing me…here?” She tapped at her temple. With how quiet she was vocally–how withdrawn and suppressed–her mind tended to race with all the things she left unsaid. She over-thought everything. She would have expected herself to be a loud think. Then again, there’s a difference, she supposed between loud and introverted. “Does it…I–I don’t want to be rude…but does it affect your…relationships? The romantic ones?” It seemed like something that could be really great one moment–then really bad the next.

Aiden nodded quietly. “Sometimes, it feels like I get to know the real you.” He thought that Timsy was cute and not just in a physical sense. There was something about her that drew him to her. Almost like they were kindred souls or something like that. “You think a lot, and you think fast, but it... it’s not loud, you know?”

When she asked about his romantic relationships, Aiden looked away and worried his lower lip for a few moments. “I’ve uh- I’ve never had one. So I wouldn’t know.” A girl asked him out once. When he said yes to the date, she laughed in his face and told him she asked him on a dare and wasn’t remotely interested. It hurt a lot.

#timsy

timsy-hafele‌:

Timsy smiled wider. A lot of people at Lusus Naturae would probably avoid Aiden–for the simple fact that he was in the control division. Those students were judged just as hard–perhaps even harder–than those in the rehab division. At least students in the rehab division knew what they were doing…at least that’s how other people seemed to think. Timsy was more…judge someone by the individual and not the whole. “I can’t imagine it is,” she said, smiling but it was more a smile of sympathy. “You’d be hard pressed to find some quiet, I bet.”

Aiden smiled at Timsy. He was so used to being judged for the patch on the back of his neck. He was never popular, he was always the outcast. That didn’t change when he wound up at LNA. He was such an awkward mess. With a laugh, he poked her arm. “I like being around you... you’re the only person I don’t mind... hearing... if that makes sense. Other people think too loudly.”

#timsy

teagang‌:

“At least you can see your family,” Teagan spoke softly, before chewing on her lip. “I don’t have a home. Or a family. I was here the entire summer, working.”

Aiden’s smile faded. “Oh,” was all he could think of to say. Maybe had he tried to read her mind, he would have known that and wouldn’t have been so insensitive. “I’m... sorry.”

#teagan

timsy-hafele‌:

Timsy smiled. As much as her powers gave her a complex about herself and what she could really do, she craved approval so potently that using them and getting these types of reactions virtually washed that complex deep beneath the surface. She tucked the edge of her long sleeve between her fingers and palm and held it their tightly–a nervous habit. “Oh, it’s nothing. It’s not like I can read minds or anything,” she teased.

Aiden knew exactly how to make Timsy feel better. Sure, reading minds helped, but he found that in this case, it was a positive. He knew how to better interact with the girl before him and make her feel better. When she mentioned him reading minds, he chuckled, smiling at her. “You know that it’s not all it’s cracked up to be,” he chuckled. “But it does help.”

#timsy

rene-manchester‌:

Rene stretched his shoulders, shaking out the new ache in his back. It was weird. Going from nothing to an ache in a new appendage. He fluttered them softly. “Mind-reading? That sounds annoying.” It wasn’t meant to offend. It was just his honest opinion. He could hardly stand a room full of talking people. Let alone the words they were thinking. “Is it annoying.” Rene reached back and touched the feathers. “They need to be brushed.”

Aiden nodded, remaining silent for a few long moments. “It’s super annoying,” he admitted. “Especially when you have no control over it and you hear everything.” He was sure that it would have driven him to complete insanity if not for the academia and the patch.

When he said that they need to be brushed, Aiden slowly stood. “Maybe I can help you find a brush or something?”

#rene

rene-manchester‌:

“I have wings,” Rene amended. “Not a bird or anything like that,” he said gently. “Just the wings. Like, well, like an angel.” He never really quite liked the connection all that much. How could anyone live up to that kind of reputation. Unsure what to do, Rene focused and suddenly two pearlescent white wings sprouted from his back, nearly taking up the entire room. “So, uh…yeah. What can you do?”

“Oh,” Aiden responded, not quite sure what to say to that. That was until he actually sprouted those beautiful wings. He looked up at Rene in awe. “I can uh- read minds basically.” He glanced away as he rubbed at the patch at the base of his neck. “They’re beautiful.”

#rene

teagang‌:

“I suppose it would actually be useful. You could put your faith in the right people. Would have saved me an awful lot of troubles.” A soft sigh escaped her lips, before a sad smile stretched across her lips. “Do you like going home?”

Aiden tensed his shoulders for a moment before relaxing them. “I like going home for the most part,” he replied. “We uh- we moved to California, you know, to get away from everything that happened back home.” He ran a hand through his hair. “It was almost like a vacation.”

“Do you?”

#teagan

#visage ;; {son of steel}

timsy-hafele‌:

Timsy watched the other person. Not very closely, though she tried to make it seem like she was. The truth was, it only took a passing glance for her body to understand what it was seeing. Still, it seemed polite to pay close attention. “Okay…” she said and then let her abilities take over, perfectly replicating the movement that they had only just shown her. “Like that?”

Aiden smiled as he made an even more complex motion with his body. He was rather font of Timsy. She was sweet and he could tell that she was a genuine person too. She wanted friends, just like he did. Their mutual need for friendship and companionship made them excellent friends.

“You’re fricking awesome!”

#timsy

max-gerard‌:

Max appreciated that they both wanted the awkwardness of the encounter to cease as soon as they could. He nodded his head, smiling slightly. “Okay, y-yeah, I can a-agree to that.” He knew that Aiden wasn’t any kind of threat to him, although he didn’t know much about him at all. He knew that he was kind.

“T-That sounds like a-a good time, h-honestly. What k-kind of music d-do you listen to?” He made polite eye contact with him, but he was never one to really look at people when he was talking to them. It just made him anxious. “I-I was on m-my way to the lake. I-It’s really pretty a-at this time.”

That made Aiden smile again. He liked when other people smiled. In the past, it meant that there was a better chance that he wasn’t going to get bullied or teased. “Good.”

Aiden took a deep breath and offered Max one of his ear buds. “I’ve been listening to a lot of classic rock lately. I dunno, it changes based on what I’m doing.” As he continued to talk, Aiden studied him carefully. “It is, I guess. I’ve never really taken notice. Wanna... mind if I join you?”

#max

rene-manchester‌:

Rene shook his head. “No. I can’t shift into an animal,” he said, not quite realizing that the ‘normal’ thing to do would be to then explain himself. Explain that he had non-animal shifting wings. His back started to ache at the thought. They never did like being couped up.

Aiden glanced at him for a moment before shrugging. “Oh, okay.” He wasn’t quite sure what to say now. He was never that great at talking to people he didn’t know. Usually when he talked too much he’d get shoved into a locker or worse. People... didn’t like him for some reason and he didn’t understand why.

#rene

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